Cursed (Chuuya Nakahara X Fem!Reader) {Hiatus}

Messengers of The Dead

Dishes clacked against each other in the stacked kitchen. Chefs and the like paced back and forth, checking the most simple to the most unique dishes you'd ever seen. Constantly they would turn it over or take the dish off, placing another on the grill. You oversaw everything, making sure it was practically perfect. 

If anyone was to get blamed for a bogus dinner, it would be you. Finding the kitchen to be perfect, you decided to check the security detail. Walking through the finely lit kitchen, you found yourself in another room, where many security guards, one ordering about the rest, were held. She looked over at you and smiled.

"Thank you once more for agreeing to detail this meeting. As I'm sure you know, it's very important." You thanked, smiling. She nodded, her black hair shining in the light.

"Of course, Miss L/n. It is part of our oath to make sure that all of the people, including the press, are safe." The woman answered. Her brilliant red eyes shown as she started to inform you of how the security was laid out. 

After she was finished, you nodded approvingly. "I'm sure that we will all be safe with you to protect us. I shall go welcome our guest." You informed with a wave of your hand. I know that everything will be fine, but still... That warning that Mori gave me. It just doesn't sit well with me for some reason. That building that disappeared... It's back now, but still. If the Guild can make a whole building go away, what does that mean for me?

Shaking your head, you dispelled the thoughts running amuck in your head. If they were to attack you, they would do it when you were alone. Which is why you were now carrying a knife on your person whenever you could. Sure, a switchblade was fine, but the memory of being overpowered by Chuuya made you shiver.

You weren't used to it. You weren't used to being wanted. Of course, you'd done your best to remove yourself from society, but there was no way to remove memories in a person's head. Shaking your head once more, you tried to remove the memory of how.... neatly Chuuya had made you do what he wanted.

"No. I'm not a part of them, and I never will be. I will never join any gifted organization." You promised yourself, closing your eyes momentarily. When you found the courage to go on, you walked towards the door, where a limo was pulling up just that moment. "Greetings, Mr. Inukai. I am L/n Y/n. We talked a couple of days ago on the phone." 

*--------*Time Skip*--------*

The dinner had gone swimmingly, with no interruptions to speak of. Now your boss and his new friend were laughing over a bottle of wine with mousse desserts. You sat at the table as well, but you did not have wine nor dessert. You found that you got drunk very easily. 

Listening to the two men chat, you looked outside, where the ever-beautiful city shone brightly. The Ferris wheel that was known as Cosmo Clock continued to spin gently, ever so beautiful and relaxing.

"What are you doing? This table is reserved." You looked over at your boss, Fukami, who spoke to two personages. One had short fennel-colored hair kept in place with a headband. The other was a tall gentleman with blond hair and wore a suit. The girl, of course, wore a skirt with a white blouse. Her shoulders had a cream poncho, or perhaps a blanket that draped over them.

You stood up as the gentleman sat down, smirking. "I'm sorry, sir, but this is a private dinner. You have to leave. Now." You told him, motioning to two of the guards in the room. He smiled confidently.

"I came here to discuss business with your boss." The person announced. "I am Francis Scott Key of America, and I want to buy something of yours." Francis went on, looking at Fukami. You snarled.

"I am sorry, but you will have to come at a later time after going through the proper channels to buy a property. I'm happy-"

"I want to buy your head assistant, Y/n L/n." The blond announced. As sound as you heard that, you remembered the warning from earlier. The Port Mafia was willing to wait for you to come to them, but not the Guild. No, you were sure of that.