Fate & Fury * Mitsuya x Reader

Chapter 80

Kisaki couldn't stand this anymore, his heart rate accelerated as he seethed at the sidelines between the grunts fighting and the leaders having a brawl of fists, kicks and words. He was so tired of everything going wrong. The only thing that had gone his way at all was that Pah was arrested, Baji was dead, Kazutora out of the way and you in the hospital fighting for your life.

But that wasn't good enough. Not in the slightest. He lost all his access to money, the Shiba situation went wrong, Mitsuya's family was still alive, Mitsuya wasn't in critical condition, Mikey turned on him, the one who he was doing this all for, and Izana was faltering.

His teeth grounded together, eyes straining as he clutched his broken glasses in one hand.

He was desperate.

His eyes shot around himself looking for.... AH! He hurried on his hands and knees, fingers closing around the gun and he rose to his feet.

As he rose the weapon, Izana had one raised as well, to his own head. Kisaki felt a white hot bolt of anger. Izana would kill himself? For who?! MIKEY!? He couldn't. Izana was his insurance if Mikey failed and it was looking a lot like Mikey had failed.

Mikey was worse than a failure. He had been influenced by you and Takemichi too much, his heart was filled with too much light and hope. Too much happiness. 

If he could tell him Emma was dead, then things would take a better turn for himself, but he couldn't. Not yet anyways.

You were nearly dead though, so he could only hope that things with Emma panned out for his future plans.

Izana had taken a shaky breath, complaining about not wanting to hurt anymore and Kisaki rolled his eyes with the most irritation he had felt this night. Was Izana being serious? After everything he was conflicted about hurting Mikey? 

"Brother, stop!" Mikey shouted with panic and lunged for the gun...

And a gunshot echoed off the containers and through the air. The fighting stilled and a body fell to the ground. Kisaki stared at the one who fell... he. He had shot the wrong person.

Mikey fell to his knees, teeth grit in pain as he held his arm with the other hand. Blood coated his skin and sloshed onto the concrete, the red far too bright in the lamp lights. Mikey had pushed Izana out of the way. Mikey had interfered AGAIN!

"MIKEY-KUN!" Takemichi shouted in horror and slid next to his leader. He was already using his sash to staunch the bleeding, "Lift your arm higher than your heart, Mikey-kun!" And Mikey was listening, eyes narrowed towards Kisaki, but he was still on his knees.

Kisaki staggered slightly, his depth perception was off without his glasses, but he still made the call, he needed to get this all under control.

"There." He stated as he ran a shaky hand through his sweaty hair, "Now that things are more under control." He rose his gun towards Mikey again as Izana turned to face him, "Not another step Izana, or I'll finish off your little brother."

Izana's gun was lowered, but he still glowered at Kisaki, "You poison my mind. You tried to put too much hate inside me."

Kisaki scoffed, "You're insane, not too difficult to manipulate. It seems I'll need to start over." He shook his head and glanced around the battle field that had come to a standstill, "I'm in charge now," he grinned, "Toman will be absorbed into Tenjiku. We can call the gang whatever you two want, but I'm in charge. No more kid games, no more conflict."

Everyone was silent and he noticed that many of the grunts tilted their heads down or looked to their peers, but the executives and captains from both sides held defiance. That could not stand. He needed to have everyone working together so his dream could come true.

"I tried so hard for you, Mikey," He pointed his gun at the wounded leader once more, "I know how to harness that evil inside of you, I know how to use it."

All Mikey did was spit a glob of blood at Kisaki's feet as Mitsuya kneeled next to him.

"You can't ever make this easy on me, huh?"

Mikey ignored him and turned to his brother,  "Izana! [n/n]chin is in the hospital! Kisaki tried to kill her!" His voice wasn't very strong, but it did carry in the silence, his eyes heavy with how much blood he had lost.

Kisaki stalled slightly at Mikey's words. He couldn't let anyone else be turned against him, not now!

Izana's eyes widened, his lips parting as he dropped the gun, "You," He said accusatory, "You shot my [n/n]chi?!"

"No!" Kiskai denied, "I was aiming for the brat, Hanagaki! Izana! Listen to me!"

"Just like how you weren't aiming for, Mikey," Izana looked unhinged, absolutely out of sorts as he clutched his head between his hands.

Kisaki was desperate, the gun shook and his knees felt weak. His breathing was suddenly ragged as he tried to keep calm.

His plan has been unraveling since he couldn't send Hanma forward last.

He felt in his bones now that there was only one option left to him. Only one path forward and he could afford to turn back. Not now!

One last ditch effort to save his future. Fuck Toman. Fuck Tenjiku. Fuck all this. He would start over with a scarier reputation. However, to do that there were a few people who needed to be taken care of, people who had the definite potential to stop him here and now.

He leveled his gun at Mikey, dead center of the defiant man's chest. He noticed both Draken and Kakucho running towards him, but they were too far away, Kisaki new this. He had a clear shot. Mikey was free game. Then he'd shoot that fly Takemichi and the meddlesome Mitsuya.

No one could stop him here.

He was going to win this!

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A single gun shot.

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Blood drips.

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But who's is it?

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Kisaki can't tell because he's being restrained. Two pairs of hands were on him and the flash of a fanged smile was all he could see before his face was smashed in.

AN:// I know it's shot, please forgive me. I have most of the next chapter written out, just need to add a few details and edit. FORGIVE 😭