Mine to Protect [Kagehina]

Chapter 1: Target

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A/N:    Mind the tags! This is not my usual story type. Please read the Content and Trigger Warnings carefully before deciding to read.

TW/CW:  Blood, Blood and violence, Murder, Implied/referenced torture, Implied/referenced rape/non-con, Human trafficking, Sex trafficking, Guns, Gun violence, Knives, Morally ambiguous character, Possessive behavior, Possessive sex, Possessive Kageyama Tobio, Eventual smut, Rough sex, Anal sex, Anal fingering, Blow jobs, Rimming, Choking, Hair-pulling, Happy ending

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A/N: I'm back! This story is quite a bit different from my normal AUs, but I got this story in my head and couldn't shake it. It is inspired by the Necessary Evils series of books by Onley James. If you haven't read these, they are so good! Basically, assassin psychopaths with a moral code find their person to claim as their own. They are all M/M relationships with torture and murder and lots and lots of hot sex. Anyhoooo...

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CHAPTER SUMMARY: Hired assassin Kageyama is planning to take out a target, but instead finds himself saving a cute, red-headed reporter from death.

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Kageyama sat in the parked car across the street from the target's house. It was dark except for the faint light of a few street lamps dotted along the residential street. He had been tailing the target for several days now, and he knew the nighttime drill. The man, or piece of shit as Kageyama preferred to call him, left his house every night around eleven o'clock to go visit the same woman. He drove the short distance to her apartment, arriving about ten minutes after eleven. She answered the door wearing a pretty dress and a big smile. But by 11:30 he was getting back into his car, alone, and by 11:40 he was back at his own house, turning in for the night.

What kind of asshole spent only twenty minutes with his lover? The sleazy, selfish kind. The evil kind who trafficked young girls.

A piece of shit.

Well, this piece of shit was going to die tonight. Kageyama was happy to rid the world of this scum. It was his job to take out the lowlife who preyed on the innocent. He killed them with no remorse and slept well at night knowing that because he had acted, others were not going to suffer.

Most people would consider Kageyama a monster. He killed people regularly. He tortured targets when necessary and felt nothing except satisfaction when he got the information he needed to save an innocent.

Murder was wrong, most would say.

Kageyama preferred to say murder of innocents was wrong. Murder of monsters was justice.

Anyway, he didn't get paid to ponder the morality of his actions. He got information on a target, including evidence of their crimes against humanity. Satisfied that the world was a better place without them, he surveilled the target, came up with a plan, and executed it. And them.

Tonight, he would wait for the target, an unremarkable, average man named Kuba, to go get laid and return home. Kuba would enter his house, never suspecting that he would soon be taking his last breath. After suffering hideously, of course. Because that is what he deserved after all the horror he inflicted on those girls.

He watched as Kuba's car exited the driveway, heading toward the woman's apartment. Kageyama would wait a bit, then let himself into the house to wait for the target to return. He checked his watch and looked around for any signs of movement, wanting to make sure there was no one around when he slinked toward the back of the house.

The street was quiet, and while a few homes still had lights on, there was no movement on the street or the nearby yards.

Until...