Haikyū!! X Male reader

Knight Ushijima Wakatoshi x Shapeshifter Male Reader

"Now go, and don't come back until you've slayed it, got it?" The king waved Wakatoshi off without a second glance. Wakatoshi stood up with a bow and left, leaving towards the area a suspected shapeshifter was located. "Excuse me, mister?" He looked behind him as a little girl ran up to him, "You dropped this!" She dropped a stone in his outstretched hand, looking at it in confusion as the little girl ran away giggling. "Uh, wait- huh?" He looked around, seeing no one around him. Feeling pressure against his leg he looked down and saw a cat rubbing against him. He crouched down to pet it, a small smile on his face as he heard it purr. "Hello, what are you doing here? It's dangerous, you should go home."

He didn't know why he was talking to a cat, he was a knight! If anyone saw him he would never hear the end of it. The cat jumped onto his shoulder, it's claws making a horrible sound as it scratched up the armor. "No, no. Home." He picked it up and set it on the ground, standing to his full height and making his way towards the pub, the suspected shifter location. He opened the door, immediately getting the smell of sweat and alcohol in his sinuses. He waved his hand before walking to the bartender, "Excuse me, have you seen anything strange?" He sat down on the stool, "Gonna have ta' be more specific, son." His thick accent told Wakatoshi he was a foreigner, "Anything-" "Ye' want to 'ear 'bout strange, aye?"

An old man appeared behind Wakatoshi, startling him for a moment before he regained composure. "Yes, I'm looking for a shapeshifter. Said it's around here often." The old man pulled out a pipe, "The old shape'o'shifter. Handsome devil, he is. One o' most kindest beings you'll see. Heard he makes anyone swoon!" The old man tilted his head back as he took a puff, seemingly proud of what he said. Wakatoshi considered quitting. The old man looked at Wakatoshi, seeing the unimpressed look on his face and the disgusted look on the bartender's. "No?" "No." "No one asked you, beer bong joe!" The bartender rolled his eyes before tending to customers.

"Do you have any useful information?" Wakatoshi asked, "Aye, I've seen 'em! With me own eye! Handsome devil, he is!" "Useful." "Right, right."

The old man took Wakatoshi to an alley, "'Ear is where ye'll find 'im," Wakatoshi turned around to thank the strange stranger, realizing he was left alone in the alley. "Hey there, you lookin' for someone?" He felt hands on his shoulder as a feminine voice spoke behind him, "Yes, I'm looking for a shapeshifter." He turned around, seeing a women in a skin tight red dress and red makeup. "Oh, sorry, baby, but you've just missed him. He always so busy with how many bitches he gets." "What?" "Nothing." Wakatoshi stared at the odd women, patience running thinner than the mustache on the lady. "You have a mustache." "Excuse me?" She looked dumbfounded, "Now if you excuse me, I need to find a shapeshifter."

He turned around and walked away, "Now old on! You can't just say that to a lady!" The voice sounded deeper. He turned around to see the lady's body change, skin making odd shapes as change color, turning into a purple-red. Her faced changed, too. Taking on a more masculine look as the hair changed. The dress dissolved into the skin, leaving an ugly looking creature. "If I was a real lady you would've been slapped, you know?!" It crossed it's arms over it's chest. "Oh, it's you." "It is! What- Oh!" It leaped onto the wall, clinging to it with it's nails as Wakatoshi swung his sword at the creature. "Well, rude! Now if you excuse me, mister! I have some duties to attend to. I'll talk to you later, you handsome devil." It blew a kiss at him before scurrying off. 'What just happened.'