Beneath The Sun (Risotto x reader x Abbacchio) Completed

Conversion

"Chery!" You hug her arm with tears streaming down your face. "Stop it!! Stop it!" 

Chery refused to acknowledge your emotions seeing them as a disturbance. Shoving you down to the marble floor almost broke your connection to Chery. Her actions were leading to your detachment but that would result in her fading away.

"Chery please!!" You hugged her leg in such a pathetic condition. You never found yourself to beg before your own will. To find yourself in such a pitiful state. 

"I don't want to go back! Why do you want them to hurt me!? Why do you want everyone to hurt me!? I lose everyone, everything, and" 

Chery stopped breathing hearing this form you. "Look at me Chery. Look at me!" You screamed with tears streaming down your face, boogers slimmed down. You exposed her to the most disturbing thing she could withhold. "I don't want to lose you!" 

A ringing silence repeated in Chery's ear. Her breathing seemed to be the only thing that echoed. All she saw was your pitiful state and those words, words that she could not hear but read from your lips.  

"You are pitiful.." the smooth feminine voice stated behind the gas mask. You stopped your squirming lost from the voice you heard from her. Chery leaned in removing her gloves to wipe your tears away with her thumbs. 

Her hands were warm like a mother's touch. They were surprisingly soft with no damages. 

The maintenance to her hands sparked your curiosity to know how the rest of Chery looked. 

As a human.

The only image that appeared in your mind was your mother's sweet smile. Just her lips that smiled upon you when you were born. The only woman who saw you as her gift to this cruel world.

The greatest form Chery can take when removing her mask is a ghoul. Her voice can be deformed and clogged with dark mucus.

But today she showed you who she is. She is merciful, carrying, brilliant, and more human than you thought. 

She is terrifying but she is yours.

Just as you are hers. 

Risotto held his sleeve over his mouth and nose but the miasma that was released was dark. Just as he embraced himself to enter a heavy hand landed on his shoulder. 

"Don't go in." 

Risotto turned to see the owner of the hand be in no shock to see Abbacchio. "What are you here for?" 

Abbacchio kept staring into the miasma. "Because," the hooded figure moved in the miasma like a shadow. "he is here." 

Risotto: WOKE!: 

His eyes widened as he shot his glare into the miasma. "He can't have her!" Abbacchio wrapped his arms on Risotto. "You idiot! You are walking straight into your grave! He seems to be wearing a mask! We are not! This was planned!" 

As you were still with Chery the masked figure rested his arm on your shoulder. "Come with me girl." Chery arose pulling you back as she landed a palm hit against the man's chest, or so she thought. 

"I didn't even-" Darkness devoured your mind. 

Risotto acted out of desperation as he grabbed hold of Abbacchio by the huge A on his belt. "What are you?" Risotto gripped tightly before managing to lift Abbacchio off his toes. "I'm being thrown?!" Abbachio was shocked by this. His weight felt nothing more like a stone being tossed into the lake.

"YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!" 

The force of Abbacchio being thrown within the miasma caused it to spread out.