Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

book 2 chp: 39

(M/N)'s fingers tapped the steering wheel of his car, his eyes never straying from the road in front. No music played, no ac/heater, not even a cigarette was adorned in his lips. It was just utter silence with his thoughts.

He saw this coming, could've easily taken every single one of their lives, the ones who still followed Alizer. Yet, he let Jay and Koda have their fun, which he'll still allow them to do when he gets back. It should be way easier when he gets back.

When he drags Alizer back himself.

Fifteen hours and (M/N) parked his car, he didn't make stops unless it was to fill up his tank. No food, no water, no rest, no bathroom break. He drove through the night into mid day. It was a straight drive to the edge of Tokyo, to a specific location that belonged to (M/N).

No one else was allowed there without permission. They would be shot on sight, and then their life would be cleaned up without a hitch. The innocent have no idea about this part of Tokyo, it was too dangerous and there are many warning signs. If someone goes to his dock, then they're not innocent and they want something.

(M/N) couldn't be bothered with trivial things so he gave the order to kill on sight. Whatever happened after wasn't his problem, he had too much on his plate anyways.

(M/N) got out of his car, locking it and keeping it covered and hidden. If he came back with his car having even a single scratch, the man will not be happy and he won't be so forgiving. He's been way too forgiving lately.

Suna had made him soft, he couldn't have that. He was a stone cold killer, blood made him ecstatic, having someone die by his hands was so thrilling and it made him feel fulfilled. Despite his past self feeling sick, he's learned to love it.

He needs to remember his roots anyways, and not just the ones Alizer planted. The ones he was born with, his parents were also killers and quite strong. His roots lie with them, not the man he wanted dead by each second passing.

"Welcome back sir, it's been awhile." A female greeted, bowing as far as she could.

"Yes, it has." (M/N) drawled, looking around to make sure everything was in order. Once he was satisfied he looked back at the bowing woman, "At ease. Is my plane ready?"

"Yes sir. The pilot is ready for take off. Everything you need is already there, we enjoyed getting an order from you after so long." She smiled.

"That's good. You have my appreciation." (M/N) patted her shoulder and she seemed delighted.

He walked off, his hands clasped behind his back and his bag hitting him lightly with every step. He walked up the stairs, each person he walked by there would bow and make no eye contact. Which was appreciated, he really didn't feel like looking at anyone in this moment.

He sat down, his bag next to him. He leaned back a bit and closed his eyes, humming softly as he heard soft pattering of feet heading towards him. He didn't bother to open his eyes, the only indication that he was awake was the soft tap of his index finger.

"Good afternoon sir, would you like a hot towel? Your lunch is being prepared as we speak."

(M/N) hummed, "A hot towel would be nice." He said, lifting one hand up as a hot towel was put into it.

He rested the hot towel over his eyes, that eased his tired body a bit as he slowly unwound. It was nice being alone for a bit, away from the responsibility and stress, but he wished Suna was here.

It's hard enough sleeping as it is, but without Suna to ground him and bring him back out of his nightmares, he can't sleep at all. These next few days are going to be quite long for (M/N), he hopes to get this done quickly before he feels like dropping and never getting up.