Irresistibly You | A Haitani Rindou Fanfic

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ

୨⎯ Fluttering of Once That Halted ⎯୧

I didn't know what I would get into. Either belonging to my dark past or belonging to the future that holds heights of my unforeseen dreams. To be honest, I just wanted to find out what I desire to be. I wanted to prove to myself that I can do better than to be the face of my old self. I no longer want to hold onto it as if my life ends there.

I have promised my younger self from eight years ago that I shouldn't linger with anybody else aside from myself and that I should only rely on my own abilities. Other than that, I may as well entertain them for a bit just like how I was entertained in the past. I won't make a fool out of myself any longer.

"Hello, Mari?" I dial her number as I walk down a concealed back street with a dimly lit street lamp. "Don't expect me to come back this evening at the mansion. I'll be heading somewhere. I left some money on the drawer, so treat yourself!"

"Huh?! Y/n-" The call then abruptly ends. I place my phone back inside of one of the hand pockets of my leather jacket. A few walks later, I see a glimpse of a bouncer standing by the door to greet any guests to come by. I also hear a soothing sound of shouting and agonizing screams. It looks like the house is all riled up tonight.

As I get inside the house, I sit by the far back where seats are usually left untouched. The ring in the middle is always crowded with much reason and that is to watch the magic of the brawl. The heart of the house is the brightest spot of the building literally and figuratively. Up there I see two fighters going against each other's necks.

"Seems like the match has started." I utter quietly to myself. Drinks flying by offer to me and it all goes down to my stomach. Its sweet and bitter taste colliding with one another makes my skin crawl though I am just here to satisfy myself. To alleviate the exhaustion from work.

"Oh! Y/n is that you?"

"Huh..?" I swiftly turn my head to the voice's direction and immediately run to him. "Seishu!"

His warm touch contacts my arm, grasping it with his gentleness. "It's nice to see you again. Oh, I didn't know you were still into this. I thought you quit gangs and stuff a long time ago?"

"It's not like I'm fighting, right?" I chuckle softly. He does the same after hearing my response. "Well, why don't we catch up on each other's lives while we're at it?"

Before I realize, we have spent about two hours, almost three I think, taking turns as we narrate certain parts of our lives that are worth telling. I can't stop talking, laughing with him, and staring back into his eyes. How I miss this feeling of comfort of an old friend I knew so much back then. How I wish Yuzu is here to join us.

Seishu then glances at his phone and the tender smile on his face gradually fades. "Looks like I have to leave already, Y/n."

"What's with the frown? I can always see you again, right? Here," I hand him one of my supplied business cards. "If you want to see me, this is where I usually am. Don't worry, I can always make time for you, Inui Seishu."

He bursts out laughing with tears overflowing from his eye sockets. "You're still the same Y/n that I know! Thanks. I'll be going now. Take care, Y/n." Seishu got off the chair beside me and walked casually towards the exit. My smile sends him off until I can no longer see him.

I turn to face back and exhale a breath that I unintentionally held. Maybe I was pushing my emotions back so it wouldn't flood? Well, it's all swimming in the alcohol now. It won't be easily remembered no matter how much it calls for attention.

My interest goes back to the ring, the heart of the house. I watch from where I am and can't help but notice this one contestant who is flashy as ever. His hair's shaded purple with black streaks coming down from the top of his head. This reminds me of someone... hmm. No. It's not worth digging it out of the grave, Y/n.