Déjà Vu// bsd X Child!reader

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TW:ped0ph!lia

It was easy to find the boss of the organization. Due to the numerous times, the mafia stalked on the hideout, it was for sure, that he always checked on the guards everyday at 12am. It only took about two or three minutes, so [Name] had to be quick.

They were hiding behind a tree waiting for the perfect moment. 

[Name] tried to slower their deep breaths while a sweat ran down on their face. This unintentional exhausted climber look may seem authentic enough, hovewer, the reason why the kid was looking like this, could be connected with a snake in the leaves. 

When [Name] first heard something was moving in the grass by a small river, they didn't really care about it. They just checked the map like normal. It took them a good minute to actually make sure nothing is there, but when they saw the python right next to their left leg, a loud shriek left their mouth and immediately started running.

They peeked out from behind the tree once more. They looked at their watch. 12:00. 'About time.'

Between the two guards, on the plain lawn of the hill, something cracked. No, cracked isn't the right word for what happened. It was like the hill was made out of two disks, slowly dislocationg from each other, opening like an automatic door. 

A man stepped out from the entrance, leaving the stairs behind him. 'Geez... How deep is thing?' [Name] thought, then examined the man, trying to decide whether he is the one. 'Takeo Noguchi... yeah, he matches the description.'

Takeo Noguchi was a wealthy man, and he didn't hide that - he was wearing a dark red tuxedo decorated with black hand sewn patterns on the lower parts of the arm and the back. [Name] recognized one of Yokohama's most luxurious tailor's signature style. His dark brown hair was tied in a small ponytail, a couple strands run loose infront of his eyes. The greyish blue eyes of his and the small wrinkles around it were covered by a pair of sunglasses. He seemed to be around 35 or a little bit older.

Takeo stood infront of one of the guards. His employee started telling him the status report almost immediately. Takeo took a cigarette out of his front pocket, lighted it, and put it in his mouth while listening to the guard.

[Name] took a deep breath and reminded themselves:"You're young. You're weak. You're a nobody. Use that." 

After what it seemed like a minute, [Name] approached the men.

"E-excuse me?... Have you seen a woman and a man walk around here, sir...? T-they are my parents. I think I lost them somewhere...." they mumbled. "The w-woman had the same type of sweats I have... a-and the man is wearing a light blue t-shirt...."

Words can't express how embarassed they felt, and how much they hated how they had to act. This 'fragile' and 'helpless' tone of voice they made [Name] want to vomit, as they knew they aren't like this. It made them seem like a much younger and a much dumber kid than they actually were.

A guard reached to his back pocket. Before he could pull out his gun, Takeo just held up his hand, signaling him to stop. 

The boss looked at [Name] for a brief moment. His eyes scanned their childish features, their weak body and the look on their face... oh, that look! Their eyes shining at him, begging for his help, their mouth taking up a tiny hopeful smile, waiting for his response...

A sinister grin formed on Takeo's face while crouching a bit, so he can look straight into the kid's eyes.

"Oh, don't worry, darling..." he said in a sweet voice. "My men will help you find your parents... Right, Hansuke?" he turned back to the guard.