Incognito (SingXReader//A Banana Fish Fanfic)

11. Abducted Somewhere

Sing opened his eyes to find himself inside an empty box of room. His head was cloudy but he had consciously observed his surroundings, finding the girl with him earlier was lying on the end corner. Hands tied behind her while she slept sideways. He was at the same situation too whild he noticed something cold metal attached to his neck.

"What the hell is this?" He hissed. "Y/n! Hey!" He went near her. Leaning closer to shove her shoulder with his to wake her up, responding to a painful groan while her body twitching to hardly set herself awake. "Wake up, y/n! We're in trouble!" He called.

She opened her eyes after hearing him say that. Planning to wake on her hands but soon realized that it was tied behind her making her unconsciously cursed. She pushed herself up to sit, navigating her surroundings too before she looked at sing solemnly.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"Any injuries you can feel?"

"Nothing at all, how about you?" He asked back.

"Just got my shoulder dislocated. Everything's fine otherwise we're poisoned." She tried wriggling her shoulder to fix the dislocation but the ropes were keeping her less effective. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't even have entered that place."

"What are you talking about?" Sing raised an eyebrow.

"The moment we entered, we're drugged. I never though it would work that strong even sniffing it for a short time." She said. "And fragment of that smell is here to probably keep us less active."

"How do you feel then?" Sing still asked trying to assure.

"I'm not a fan of this smell so it's pretty hard for me to adjust. I'm a bit dizzy, but I can manage."

As both tried to reassure one another, they heard a noise, a creaking sound of a rusted door. Screeching irritatingly that their heads turned to face the person who entered. The same mask and attire made both feel annoyed.

"What the hell is it you want, bastard!" Sing spat aggressively.

The man simply chuckled. "Relax boy, don't be harsh now, it doesn't face your face." He said.

"Seriously. This is getting bothersome." Y/n sighed calmly.

Watching her brave demeanor, the masked clapped his hands in praise. "How delicately brave. I love how you look." He smirked, taking his phone out of his pocket. "Don't mind me taking a little video, right?" Few more men came out of the door expected to come near Sing and pulled him back while she cautiously watched them hold him aside.

The masked watched as Sing got dragged on the corner, he turned to the girl who was staring at his 'assumed' boyfriend. "Hey sassy girl." He pushed his heel down to her shoulder that made her squeal involuntarily falling on the floor with her back. "Oh, I love that sound just now." He laughed playing his shoe on her dislocated shoulder.

"Bastard!" Sing hardly tried to struggle that uselessly pinned down on the floor as he glared at him.

"Slow down little man. We're not going to hurt you. Just behave and we'll all be in good business." He said.

She hissed. "You're such a bull of crap. Do you have any idea who you're messing with?"

"And who would that be?" He laughed mockingly.

"Someone your filthy ear should never hear." She smirked, scrambling her free feet, and then abruptly kicking him to his crotch.

He grunted, stepping back holding his groin in unbearable pain. She abruptly stood up, flashing towards Sing's captors swiftly landing a kick on the first one who was holding the Chinese boy's head down and the landing on the floor with a full arched knee towards the other's jaw. It was so quick that Sing himself didn't realize that their captors were already down on the floor.

"Sing!" She called that was only when he was able to get back to his senses. He looked up at her while she kicked a swiss knife from a man's pocket. She was so calm and collected that he was more than amaze to watch her untie her ropes the she circled around him to help out, freeing both hands were they able to move even better.

They both stood up, only a matter of second when reinforcements blocked the room door. Gun pointed to the two of them helplessly. "Fuck this bitches." Sing cursed under his breath. His weapon were out of his hands which made him felt more than useless in this case and time. With the swiss knife only as her weapon she lay low. Pretending to give up she sighed backing away, softening her raised shoulders.

"You naughty kids. Behave if you still want your head attached to your neck." That warning threatened the two of them. She looked around the room for the seconds time while the men entered confidently with their gun still in her point of distance. And when they thought it's already over, she had a plan in store.

"My guitar." She said.

"What was that lady?"

"My guitar? Where is it?"

"Don't worry about trivial matters. It's your life you should be thinking about."

"That's important to me!" Sing noticed her sudden childish attitude. "My boyfriend gifted it to me!"

That taunt made the people laughed. Even Sing gave her a questioning look. "How sentimental can you be, woman?" One teased.

"I'd do anything just to get it back. Please!" She said, crocodile tears protruding, making the villains smirked from her 'anything' taunt.

"Come with us then. We'll show you your guitar." One of the men said observing her from head to toe. "Get those losers out. Those useless punks." 

She inhaled sharply, stepping forward to the exit but Sing pulled him by the arm. Forcing her to face him. "What the hell!  You know they won't take that seriously!" He whispered. "Forget about that stupid guitar."

She shook her head. "No I want it!" She complained to him.

"More than your decency?" Sing frowned in disbelief.

She made a straight face. "Sing. Trust me." She said.

That moment gave the boy something else. But she's just a girl. He can't let her go alone with these thirsty men and more importantly, what will she even do. "Please y/n. Don't. I have a bad feeling about them." He said holding tight to her arms.

She smiled. The men took the people the girl kicked out. Giving them a moment of privacy. "If that ever happens... I'll make sure you're going out safe."

"You don't have to protect me. I can take care of myself." The boy hissed.

Y/n sighed. Leaned forward to his ear that made him felt her breath brushing passed his earlobe. "Trust me on this. I've called reinforcements." she whispered putting her lips into his lower neck. That made the boy blushed.

When she loosed away Sing looked at her. "Be careful... please." He said.

"I'll be." She smiled.

"Hey angel, come on now!" The men called out the open door.

The pair nodded at one another before the girl had parted away. When she got out, the door behind her closed.

"I wonder if you'll be able to dance for us prettyling." One teased.

"Where's my guitar then?" She asked back seriously.

"Taken by the garbage truck. Nothing but a stupid trash anyway."

She took that call as an insult. "You really don't know who you're messing up with." She platonically said. With that, she smiled. A smile she never wanted Sing to see the most. Cold and heartless monster residing inside her body. A bloodthirsty girl nobody would align themselves with. "Then you wouldn't mind... dying in someone's hand you know not of? Correct?" She smiled.