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Why not me?// Fuyuhiko

⚠️Spoilers⚠️

I know this is kinda long, and that the Yakuza doesn't normally use guns. Plus Peko's backstory isnt right :/

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Peko's the blackend? Why did it have to be like this?

"P-Peko... you should've let me do it" I cry out. Peko and me are both the same, we are meant to be our Master's tools. I was meant to look after Fuyuhiko if anything happened to Peko. "You were always more important then me! I should've done it!"

Peko always outshone me, in basically anything. I was no match for her in the art of swords, so I learned to use guns and eventually gained my title as the ultimate assassin. If we're speaking the truth here though... my title should be the ultimate sniper, but because of reasons they changed it to assassin.

Peko and me we're forced to compete but we remained still close friends. All these unofficial competitions were created by my family so they could show there worth. Except... I was never good enough. Peko took the spotlight. I was never angry with her but I felt... useless. Even though I wasn't the one protecting Fuyuhiko we became good friends, though my feelings for him went farther than just friendship. That was our downfall...

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"(Y/N), I did what I was told. I am only a tool" She looked to me with her classic poker face, but her eyes contradicted her expression. Fear... love... and sadness. Peko's eyes told what her face did not, they spoke from her heart.

"You might've been a tool, but you were a far better tool then me! I am just the backup, the crappy tool you keep just in case of emergencies! You were the perfect one, I should've done it!"

I should've killed Mahiru, Peko is needed by Fuyuhiko, not me. Damnit!

"(Y/N), I was only a to-"

"Just shut up already! Fuyuhiko already said you weren't a tool! Stop trying to act like you are, you're my friend. You were basically a sister to me." My face that once held a poker face close to Peko's started to transform into the feelings trapped in her heart.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry." Peko looked down to her feet, I know she couldn't face me. Everyone knew what was going to happen.

And Before I knew it my biggest fear became a reality. I looked up to only see her face one last time before she completely was out of my grasp.

I felt a hand wrap around my arm, I looked (down/up) to see Fuyuhiko with a small smile. "I'll bring her back to us, okay?" Before I could process what he said Fuyuhiko sprinted after Peko.

"No!" I tried to run after him, but my legs refused to move. I was going to lose the two most important people in my life in a period of only 5 minutes. Why does my body refuse to do something, start moving... start moving... start... moving... start... why!? I'm supposed to be Fuyuhiko protector now, and I'm already failing.

I fall to my knees, unable to look away from the scene in front of me. Peko... she is trying to protect Fuyuhiko... trying to get to him.

Once she reaches him she swings her sword to attack the warrior attacking her from the back, but accidentally hitting Fuyuhiko in the eye. She holds him close to her chest, before being stabbed in the back.

"P-Peko, F-Fuyuhiko, no! I-I-" What is my reason to live now... I don't know what to do. My closest friends, she who I would almost call a sister the other my long time crush. I was lost in thoughts until one sentence pulled me back to reality.

"He's...still alive!" Once hearing that statement my head whipped up automatically.

"He is!?" I yell, jumping to my feet.