two 2 tango | sanzu h.

03' bonnie & clyde

A/N : This chapter is a flashback

One year earlier...

Checking yourself in the mirror while fixing your hair, you notice that it's grown out to be thinner than it used to be. It must be the stress eating at you and even now, you're just adding more to it.

The plan was simple enough - that was if the guy you're supposed to kill wasn't Bonten's number 2, as you've often heard him being referred to as .

You've also heard lots of stories from the girls working with you, mostly about how Sanzu would have this crazed glint in his eyes that no one could tell if it was a good sign or a bad one, of course, you've been told he often gambles in drugs, and... well - how he's ' good in bed ', which didn't quite interest you.

Only seeing the man in pictures and wanted posters, you knew this wasn't the guy you wanted to mess with in any way - let alone try to kill.

So you said let's take a chance - Shion was gone on a business trip and although you had no way of running anywhere, you made up your own plan.

Get the guy some coke, get yourself some money - hopefully, he'd leave with no issue and later on you'd figure stuff out with Shion when he comes back and say you couldn't do it.

However, as you began walking the long corridor towards the VIP room - somewhere in the middle - you remembered what Shion told you before he left.

Something along the lines of " i want to keep you by my side but if you can't manage even such an easy task, im unsure what i'll have to do with you."

Tsk, easy task.

Sanzu Haruchiyo was no easy task and you'd have to learn that the hard way.

And here you were, sitting one leg crossing the other in a pretty black slip-on dress, nervously tapping your foot on the floor.

" Your strap - it's..."

That's the first thing he said when he spoke to you. It made you let out a giggle, lifting your hand to fix your dress before lifting an eyebrow.

Sanzu was nothing like you imagined him to be, it was quite the shock. He was quiet, more observant - he seemed calm as he looked back towards the desk, stabbing his switchblade into the plastic wrapper.

" You can cut a line, i don't mind " You shrugged and his gaze lifted back up to meet yours.

It was odd, you've seen a lot of people with blue eyes but nothing quite struck you like his, you understood what people told you about now.

" You don't mind, huh ? " Sanzu chuckled, taking a bit of powder onto the tip of the blade before tilting it towards you.

" Won't you do the honors? "

A big sinister smile curled from his scarred lips - a detail you were too nervous to notice until now.

" Ah, i don't - "

He saw right through you, from the shy smile to the shaky leg, it was so painfully obvious you were scared of him - well, that wouldn't be the right word, more like... nervous.

" Have it, you look like you could use some "

You sat up in the chair across from him, what's that supposed to mean ? The tension grew as you looked at him unimpressed, an unintentional scoff leaving your mouth making him laugh.

" Sanzu, i know what i'm selling "

" N what if it's laced? You're shakin like a damn cop " He spoke back without missing a beat and you realized you've been too soft, too fidgety.