As soon as you lift a spoon to your mouth, a deep, angry voice shouts loudly.
"I've found you, (Y/n)!"
You drop the spoon and look in the direction of the voice. A Fatui Skirmisher is standing twenty feet away with a loaded gun in his hands.
"Are you serious?" You groan, pushing yourself away from the table.
You and Yurushi stand up and face the Skirmisher, who is approaching quickly.
"Surrender or I'll shoot your friend there." He growls.
"That's a load of-" Yurushi begins, but when a fiery bullet passes right by his head, his serious expression forms into a furious one.
People in the area begin to run away in a panic, and Eremite Mercenaries start walking over to see the commotion.
"I've got this." You sigh, rolling up your sleeves.
Yurushi flies past you in a mere second, moving through the air as if he's swimming in water. He moves somewhat majestically despite being filled with rage, shooing slices of Anemo energy at the Fatui Skirmisher. He dodges to the side, helplessly shooting at Yurushi.
Moving up and down in the air, your friend closes in on the Fatui and slices the air, the elemental power hitting the man's chest harshly. He falls backwards onto the concrete, groaning in pain and surprise.
Yurushi lands on the man, knees pressing into the ground as his thighs hold the Fatui in his place.
You're standing there, watching as Yurushi begins beating the shit out of the guy. He's screaming, pleading for mercy and release.
A small smile forms on your face.
Yurushi grabs the collar of the Skirmisher and brings him close to his face. You're close enough to hear what he mutters.
"Go tell your pathetic fucking co-workers that if any of you come around again, I'll kill you all."
The man shivers in his red jacket and nods his head rapidly. He waits until Yurushi gets off of him to skedaddle away, hoping to never cross paths with him again.
You approach Yurushi with a grin. "Nice job scaring him off."
He rolls his shoulders and turns to smile wickedly at you. "Can't have them thinking we're weak."
"I could've handled him, though."
Yurushi's looks away, then nods after a moment and looks into your eyes. "Yeah, I know you could've."
He's far past the point of looking down at you, thinking you're weak and unable to do anything. He knows you're strong. You stood up to Tartaglia, a Harbinger, and have been on the run for so long without giving up. And if he wasn't such a stuck up bitch years ago, he'd realize you weren't a weak, scared soul. You used to be free, then fell into the Tsaritsa's sickly hands. And you've trained for so long. There's no way you wouldn't have been unable to handle that Fatui Skirmisher just now.
"Next time let me have at 'em." You chuckle.
"Sure thing." Yurushi punches your shoulder playfully.
"Hey!"
You and your friend turn to the Eremite Mercenary who is approaching you two skeptically, polearm pointing straight.
"What now?" Yurushi grumbles.
"Knees on the ground with your hands in the air!" He shouts. "I'll take you in for questioning!"
"Questioning for what?!" You exclaim, rolling your eyes. "The Fatui shithead is gone now, so no need to get all-"
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Novalunosis | Wanderer x Reader | GENSHIN IMPACT
Fanfic"Before we go, you need a name." The wanderer smirks. "Oh, really? Have you finally figured out a good one?" You nod. "I'll call you Yurushi." He stares at you for a moment, unable to say anything. "It means forgiveness." ♡♡♡ Two ex-Fatui Harbinger...
