Kunai Beats Shuriken (K/DA Akali x Male Reader)

E17: Sorrow

Yasuo and I arrive outside the back of the hospital. As we were walking out of the door, I took my gun out of my jacket. He's fumbling with his cigarettes, with his back turned against me. Trust that we've built up back then, trust that we built up now, is all about to be broken.

Yasuo: <So, bro, what's new?>

I flip the safety off and hold it against the back of his head. When he gets no answer, he already assumes what I'm about to do, based on his instinct. He knows I have the upper hand, he knows any move that he tries will not end well for him, as my reaction time is faster than his, it's been proven.

Yasuo: <Can't even save it until after we had a smoke?>

Y/N: <I'm sorry, Yasuo.>

Yasuo: <What have they made you do this time?>

Y/N: <I have to kill you, and they'll know if I don't. If you don't die, then me, you, and everyone else will die. They know if I don't do it, they will do it for me, and they'll tie up all loose ends.>

Yasuo: <How do you know?>

Y/N: <They threatened me when other targets were not dealt with properly.>

Yasuo: <Sounds like you're just bad at your job...>

His coping method of trying to demoralize and put down has kicked in. He's getting desperate, and if the roles were reversed, I would be the same.

Y/N: <Cope all you want... if it makes you feel better...>

He turns around, which I can't fight. He knows it'll just make me weak, as I have to stare in the eyes of a close friend I'm going to put to rest. He's not scared anymore, actually he's downright terrified in his eyes. He lights a cigarette and continues to stare at the barrel of the gun.

Yasuo: <From friend to a friend... You will answer this question.>

Y/N: Anything...

Yasuo: Ahri?

Y/N: No.

Yasuo: <Good. Then you will keep her safe. I can't have an entire society die because of my selfish desires.>

Y/N: <Goodbye,> Yasuo-san.

Yasuo: <Promise me.>

Y/N: <I promise, I will keep her safe...>

Yasuo: <I-I'll... say hi to Yone from you... Just remember... If you're looking for blood, you're going to find it.>

My hand shakes, and I feel the weight of a thousand suns pulling my index finger away from the trigger. However, realizing what predicament I'm in, this is the only way. I push through the weight, and push down a breath as the shot is let off, the whisper of the integral suppressor could be mistaken for a truck's brake.

*TSSK! THUD!*

Upon doing that, I stuff my gun away and lift up his hood. I cover his face as the blood pours out, whilst dragging him to a trailer that looks like it's equipped for the morgue. Nobody's around, I wrap his body in a white bag, then muscle him into the truck. I was in the clear, and I could not have felt more guilt, more sorrow than I ever could now.

No cameras, nobody knew that it was me who had done this. I'm sure the police will question me, as people have seen me with Yasuo, but Caitlyn and Vi would be wise to not second guess. The head commissioner, Camille, should now know that the Kinkou of any stature are not to be messed with.

I can already feel what I have just done take hold of me, not even waiting until the following night. A close friend, brought to death by own hand. I walk past Ahri's room, where I have nothing to say, just watching her tails twitch. Rushing out, I make it to my bike, where I sit and ponder. I do not ponder, I feel weight, a form of panic, as this is nothing like any feeling I have felt. I have felt pain, have had rough nights before, but nothing is like this... I hold my head as I close my eyes, hoping to regain some form of composure.