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Saving You (Hajime x Reader)

     It's a late winter night in Japan. The streets are empty and most people are in their beds asleep. Not you though, you were being chased by a crazy man in a black hoodie.

     You don't know how long it will be before you can get help, but if you stay here any longer, then maybe you won't make it at all. So you decide to go back home as fast as possible.

     The killer is still after you, so you need to get away from him as quickly as possible. Without thinking, you run straight into a cul-de-sac.

     You hide behind a dumpster while the killer continues his search for you. You hear footsteps approaching, but you try to keep quiet and place your hand over your mouth. Tears begin to silently fall down.

     Suddenly, the killer stops and turns around. He sees you and laughs hysterically. His laugh was wheezy and dry, it was enough to make you freeze up.

     When he stopped, he slowly approached you again. And as sick as it was, he was taking visual joy in your helpless panicked state.

     You scramble to your feet and scream loudly, hoping to scare him off or alert anyone nearby. To your dismay, he was not phased. He didn't even seem to notice! All he was doing was concentrating on you and your petite shaking form.

     You feel like you are going to pass out when the killer begins laughing hysterically. It feels like it could kill you, but somehow it doesn't.

     You refused to give this man the satisfaction of you screaming again. But you can tell that he is enjoying himself too much.

     Out of a moment of pure impulse, you attempt to run away again. The killer manages to grab your wrist and holds it tightly.

     You let out a yelp when you feel cold steel press against your cheek. He grins and you can smell his reeking breath as he mumbles very fake apologizes. He then removes his weapon from your face.

     In a false state of security, you let out a quiet sigh of relief. You squeaked in surprise as the killer grabs your shoulder pushes you into the brick wall behind you. He grinning like a madman.

    Your eyes widen in shock when you feel the blade press against your throat. You gasp for air, but the killer seems to enjoy this even more.

He leans forward and whispers in your ear, "You have such a pretty face." His voice was raspy and dry. It sounded almost as if he hadn't had water in days.

     He giggled when you whimpered.
"Why is this happening? What could I possibly done to deserve this?", you thought. Then he speaks again:

"I'm gonna have so much fun with you.... and when I'm done..... I'll cut you open and leave you here...."

You don't answer. Instead, you just begin to sob quietly. Then those silent sobs became cries, and those cries became screams.

"STOP IT PLEASE! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"

     You continue to cry for help and the  killer  starts laughing at you, but he soon stops. He notices that someone else has entered the scene.

     The killer shushes you and covers your mouth.

     You see a tall and toned figure sprint into the alley way. You knew he had heard your cries and rushed into see what's wrong.

     Now in a clear line of vision, you see the figure young man with short brown hair and a tall ahoge that rests right smack on the top of his head.

     It's Hajime the Ultimate Ultimate, your best friend (and crush)! You couldn't believe it, all you wanted was to cry out to him but you were afraid to do so.