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[Y/N] slowed her sprint into a lazy stroll, hands shoved deep into her pockets, her heartbeat finally settling after the adrenaline rush. The flames behind her danced wildly against the night sky, their orange glow flickering like a twisted show. Smoke curled upward, thick and heavy, as if the city itself was exhaling after the madness she'd left in her wake.

But the real thrill?

She was being followed.

A smirk played across her lips as she kept walking, deliberately slow now.  Whoever they were, they weren't even trying to be subtle, amateurs or assholes. The soft scuff of shoes quickened behind her, "Dumbasses." she whispered under her breath

In one motion, [Y/N] spun on her heel, pivoting with perfect control, and launched a kick directly toward the first figure on her tail. Her leg sliced through the air, but was met my a forearm, blocking her kick, "Well, well," she drawled, lips curling into a grin. "Didn't think you had that in you pretty boy."

"Not bad yourself," he replied. He was tall, with an air of arrogance, dressed in clothes that screamed expensive. "Let me introduce ourselves," he continued. "I'm Haitani Ran, and this is my little brother, Haitani Rindou."

[Y/N] blinked, then burst out laughing. "Oh my god—you guys actually do the whole dramatic intro thing? That's adorable." but before he could respond, [Y/n] cut him off. "Not gonna lie, you're hot as fuck."

Ran's smirk widened, and he tipped his head forward, clearly pleased with himself. "Why, thank y-"

"Not you, you deformed looking donkey," she deadpanned, waving a dismissive hand at his face as she leaned slightly to the side, locking eyes with the other brother. "Him. I'm talking about your brooding brother back there."

Rindou chuckled softly as his expression cracked just enough for a grin to twitch at the corner of his mouth. And, to her immense satisfaction, a faint flush dusted his cheeks.

Rindou tried to keep his stoic expression intact, but a small laugh slipped through his lips as he watched his brother's face fall. "How rude," Ran said, dramatically placing a hand over his heart. "And here I thought we were having a moment."

Rindou rolled his eyes, while [Y/N] cocked her head to the side, a manic grin spreading across her face. "Get over it, princess," she cocked her head, hands sliding back into her pockets, "Now, who the fuck sent the two clowns to find me?"

"Our boss wants to have a chat with you", Rindou explained as his gaze shifted to hers.

[Y/N]'s eyes narrowed, then dropped to the tattoos peeking out from under their sleeves. "Ohhh, shit," she drawled, clicking her tongue. "I know you guys. Bonten, right? Tokyo's most dangerous criminal organization?" 

Ran smirked "What a smart girl we have here"

[Y/N] rolled her eyes. "Flattery won't get you anywhere princess." she said. "So, what's your boss's name?" 

"Just call him Mikey," Ran said, circling around her. "We don't drop full names in the open, sweetheart. Security reasons. You get it."

[Y/N] let out a bark of laughter. "OHHHH," she drawled, eyes lighting up. "Your boss is that emo looking motherfucker? Pale as a ghost, dead in the eyes type vibes?" She wiped an imaginary tear from under her eye with a dramatic sniff. "Damn shame. He's hot as hell. I met him a few days ago."

Ran and Rindou's jaws dropped in perfect sync, "...Yeah. That's him alright," Rindou muttered. "You met Mikey and survived? What the actual fuck."

Ran blinked twice, his mouth hanging open. "So she thinks the emo bossman is hot," he muttered under his breath. "But not me? Not the tall,  hot, charismatic delight standing right here?" he sighed. "I moisturize. I wear designer. I condition. And for what?"

Then, like flicking a switch, his grin returned "So... are you gonna come with us nice and easy?" He leaned in slightly, voice lowering. "Or are we gonna have to drag you there? Because, personally, I love a good chase. Gets my blood going."

"Sure," [Y/N] said coolly, her hands still in her pockets.

"Eh?" Ran and Rindou blinked in unison, standing there like a pair of idiots

[Y/N] yawned, hands still tucked in her pockets. "I'm too lazy to fight. So yeah, I'll come willingly. Save me the cardio."

Ran's smirk faltered. "Well shit," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "That was... anti-climactic."

Rindou just shook his head, arms crossed, looking vaguely offended. "Honestly? I expected more resistance. Like, at least a little dramatic screaming? Maybe a punch or two?"

"She blew up a building ten minutes ago" Ran gestured wildly to the glowing inferno still burning in the distance. "And now she's like, 'nah I'm tired'? What the actual fuck?"

"Oh, and one more thing," [Y/N] said

Ran turned just in time to see her step forward, "What thi—ARGHHHHFUCK—!"

CRACK.

[Y/N]'s knee rocketed straight up into his groin. Ran's entire body spasmed. His arms flew down, hands cupping his jewels as he dropped to the pavement, "OH FUCK ME—OH MY BALLS—MY FUCKING BALLS," he collapsed, curling into a fetal ball on the cold asphalt as he wheezed through his teeth.

"PFFT—HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Rindou doubled over, clutching his stomach. "THAT—THAT WAS THE FUNNIEST FUCKING THING I'VE SEEN TODAY—MAYBE THIS YEAR!" He wheezed. "HOLY SHIT—YOUR FACE—"

Ran, meanwhile, was seeing stars. "I—" gasp "—I can't feel my—hnnngh—my fucking balls," he whimpered, forehead pressed against the concrete . "I think—fuck—I think one of them retreated into my stomach. It's gone, man. It's fucking GONE."

[Y/N] crouched down and gave him a sympathetic slap on the back, hard enough to make him wheeze. "You'll be fine, pretty boy. Walk it off."

"WALK IT OFF?! BITCH, I'M SEEING GOD RIGHT NOW!"

Ran rolled onto his back, eyes glazed and voice weak. "There go my plans for having kids...Rest in peace to my unborn children, man. They were gonna be little fashion icons..."

[Y/N] winked, cocking her head as she stood up, brushing dust off her clothing. "Eh," she said with a shrug. "They probably would've been ugly anyway." she said turning to Rindou, eyebrows raised. "You still wanna escort me to this 'boss meeting,' or do I have to dropkick your balls too?"

Rindou held up both hands. "Nope. Nah. I'm good. We're going. No sudden moves. I'll carry my brother's broken dignity."

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