𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 | Suguru Geto x Fem reader

Shiu's Proposition

My heels click briskly along the marble corridor of the hotel as I look back over my shoulder. Another assignment down. Whilst I pace towards the fire exit in front of me, I count on my fingers how many hours I've spent on the job alone this week. I'm going to make sure I invoice Shiu for full compensation.

Finally reaching the door, I push my way through as the night air hits me. It's tempting to stand out here and admire the skyline of Tokyo for a while, but I quickly turn my attention to the maze of zigzag metal stairs I must descend to reach the street below me.

It's not good practice to linger right outside the building you've just murdered someone in either.

I never liked the term murder. I would much prefer a euphemism which window dresses the act for anyone who doesn't understand why I do, what I do. I suddenly feel my stiletto catch in the metal grate of the stairs and curse as I bend down to take it off, removing both of my shoes as my feet meet the cool, steel step before continuing my downward climb.

It's not like the people I kill don't deserve it, in this world, we're all just ticking time bombs with an expiry date (me included). I believe that the day justice is served to me will come, but in the meantime, I'll remain in this profession.... and make a hell of a lot of money in doing so.

I won't lie that the price tag which came with my line of work is what attracted me to the job in the first place. Coming from one of the lower ranked yakuza families meant that there were limited opportunities when it came to making a name for myself. But it also came with it's merits, I'm like a ghost. Able to provide my services to many of the higher ranking clans, I can make full use of my lack of status by doing their dirty work and being well compensated in the process.

I finally reach the last step and peer around the dark alley I've entered. I told Shiu to pick me up here, but there's no sign of him. I sigh as I slide my heels back on and slump down onto the metal step behind me, my arms rested on my knees as I do so. I've been working so hard recently that I've not been able to catch a breather. It's safe to say that my work is fast paced and runs during ungodly hours, not only that but I've been greedy with the amount of jobs I've been taking on.

I know I've been overexerting myself by the way I could fall asleep this very moment... but I don't. Instead, I hear the noise of a car engine reverberate off the walls of the alley. I raise my head from my knees and peer into the distance to see the headlights of a Mercedes C-class which I know belongs to Shiu. I've seen it so often that I could recognise the very sound of the vehicle exactly.

I rest my head back into my knees as the car grows closer, eventually drawing to a stop in front of me.

"Y/n?" I hear Shiu's voice call out to me from the car and I lug myself up from the step tiredly before walking towards the vehicle. I pull open the door before slumping into the passenger seat and closing it behind me.

"Damn." I hear him say and I cross my arms over my chest in frustration.

"I know." I mutter. I must look a state right now. I look over in his direction and see where his gaze is set. He's looking at my thigh, and I look down to see a smear of blood painted onto my leg. Well... a smear might be an understatement, it's more of a whole patch to say the least. "Oops." I say as I pull my dress down to cover the mess the best I can. It's already dried, so there's no point in me trying to clean it off. "It's not mine." I reassure as I cross my arms over my front again.

"I know." He replies as he pulls out of the alley and onto the main road. I feel my head begin to loll to the side with sleep as I shut my eyes, thankful for a moments peace.