A Dance With The Reaper

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Holy fuck, it worked, and it worked way too well.

I was so high strung and alert that when he randomly threw a kick at me I narrowly missed it. I only barely noticed him take a step back and move like he was turning before he actually tried to kick me. It was so fast that I probably would have missed it if I wasnt paying attention. My fist was about an inch away from his face before I realized I probably shouldn't try to hit the leader of Bonten.

Apparently, he liked that I was able to think on my feet like that and stop myself before making a stupid mistake like that. Now all I have to worry about is hazing, if this gang even does that for someone in my rank. I didn't have to worry about it in Valhalla, since I technically was a founding member, but it was brutal in Tenjiku, and im sure it'll be no different with Izana 2.0. Yay.

During the meeting, Mikey and Hanma discussed my being the number two in his unit, at Hanma's insistence. That means most of my life for the foreseeable future will be spent with him. Great. Can't wait.

But I didn't decline. In fact, I subtly encourage it. It would be stupid not to. Finding out more about this gang, even if it meant being around Hanma all the time, is the most important thing to me at the moment and will be well worth the torture.

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I fell asleep as Hanma drove me to what I figured would be my house. The sudden drop in adrenaline and my exhausting day finally caught up to me.

Instead of waking up in my bed, though, or even my couch or driveway, I woke up in a dark room with blackout curtains. A soft purple glow from LEDs illuminated the room. As I sat up, I could make out three black walls with a purple, zebra print accent wall, which the fancy headboard was pressed against. As I woke up more, I realized that zebra and cheetah print EVERYWHERE- the pillows, the blankets, lamp shades, rugs- basically everything. Like the fuck? Did I fall asleep and wake up in the 80s?

Amongst all of the animal print, there were also skulls and roses. There had to be just as much of those as the animal prints. Its like a goth and scene kid had to decorate a room together.

While I was still waking up and looking at the room, I felt something move in the bed beside me and froze. How could I have possibly not noticed that he was sleeping next to me???

I jump out of the bed like its on fire, finally realizing where it was. Im in Hanma's room.

Sure, I know him, but not NEARLY enough to be sleeping in bed with him!! Thats way too intimate!

I look at his broad back, which is currently facing me, my eyes trailing over every muscle and settling on his right shoulder.

Right there on his shoulder blade is Bonten's tattoo, as if branded by a pimp. I had to hold in a laugh, not wanting to wake him up, which I did accidentally while getting out of bed.

"Mmm... where do you think you're rushing off to?" he said, not even bothering to open his eyes. His voice is very deep.

I froze for a moment before answering him. "Home..." which finally made him open his eyes and look at me with those damn violet eyes of his.

"Nah." He said, making my eyes narrow as he sat up. "Nah? Fuck you mean 'nah'??"

He yawned and stretched, clearly in no rush for anything. Suddenly, his arm shot out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me back into the bed, wrapping his arms around me like we were fucking married or something. "The hell are you doing??" I snapped, trying to get free. Hes way too damn strong.

"Stop squirming." He huffed, pouting into my neck like a child. "Im not trying to fuck you, relax. Can't cant a guy just want to cuddle?"

I could feel my blood getting hot. "No. Get off me."

"Make me." He huffed again, his grip on my waist tightening.

Fucking brat.

I eventually stopped struggling because I knew he wasn't gonna let me go. He pisses me off. I sat there steaming, and it only added to his amusement. His hand slid trom my stomach down to my inner thigh, like hes trying to tease me.

"Hanma." I warned. He better not unless he want his nose busted. He smirked against my shoulder.

"What? Im not doing anything." He said, his voice dripping with mock innocence, making me groan. This man is gonna be the death of me in the worst way possible.