꧁ We Run The City ꧂ (DISCONTINUED AS OF NOVEMBER 2020)

You're Too Weak

Lev POV:

Shiratorizawa

        "Lev," I whipped around my head to a spiky red-head. He looks insane.

"Tendou," I addressed him. Tendou, the guess Monster. He goes by his instinct and has crazy skill. Him and Ushijima together were one of the most powerful duo's to exist.

"Ushijima wants to see you," His pupils kept dilated by just saying his name. Jeez, I knew he liked him but not that much.

"Right now?" I started walking towards the room.

"Yeah. He said it's...urgent?" Tendou responded, skipping away. "I'll leave you to it. Come out alive~"

Shiratorizawa was one of the most feared mafias out there. They were skilled and fierce. Ever since their last fight with AobaJoshai no one has dared mess with them or come close to. Ushijima was the under boss, but he did more action than the actual boss. He's never heard of anyone else really talk about their boss. It was pretty sad.

"Lev. You made it," Ushijima looked down at him.

"Make it sound as if I should've died," I mumbled silently. Letting out a small smirk he continued.

"Haibi Lev," I looked up at him silently. "I am hereby, the underboss of Shiratorizawa," Am I getting prompted? But to what? "Removing you from Shiratorizawa. Under orders of my boss," My heart sank. Everything in my head went blank. I was being removed?

"Why?" I asked sternly. Soon regretting my decision.

"You are weak. You hesitate to kill. You're hardly skilled for being in this mafia for a few years. Our second years are rising past you already. You're worthless to Shiratorizawa,"

"B-but," He growled. Some of the best skilled soldiers of the mafia swarmed in. Poising up their weapons and guns.

"I said, you are removed. Get out of my sight,"

Yaku POV:

Alleyway

    Crying. Someone was crying. Maybe that stupid Shittyizawa killed someone and they were crying over the dead lifeless body. No. The crying sounded like an older boy? In their early 20's? I turned the corner. Seeing a freakishly tall silver-headed boy crouching there, his head in his knees. Streams of tears going down his cheeks. He was wearing a REALLY expensive suit. A white shirt underneath the suit. His trousers were a type of gray. A diamond watch around his wrist. Long, dangling black pierces in his right ear. Only his right ear. His hair was slightly messy. Making him look cuter. A tattoo was going up on his back.

"Are you alright?" I dared to ask. What is this man doing crying on the streets with THAT on? The taller man looked up and quickly wiped away his tears with a handkerchief.

"Y-yes I'm quite alright," He turned his head away.

"What're you doing out here?" He stayed quiet. "Come on, you can tell me," I let out a soft smile. I was most often looked down on for being soft to anyone. Some of them were even spies. But this guy seemed different and I liked it.

"I was in Shiratorizawa," He finally choked out.

I backed up, shakily. Putting my hand near my gun in the holster. "You're...a part of the most powerful mafia-" My voice sounded shaky. He took notice of where my hand was.

"No. Not anymore. They removed me from their mafia," He wasn't taken aback from me almost withdrawing my gun on him. He simply answered the question.

"Then you must have information on them," My voice suddenly went from soft to startled to stern.

"You're coming with me to Nekoma," I watched him as he emptied his pockets of any weapons. I lifted his shirt to make sure he didn't have any more weapons. He's got...abs... I felt my hand slowly going to stroke them.

"Are we going?" I snapped back to my consciousness, embarrassed. I flinched and drew my hand back.

"Right, right," I took my gun from my side. "Sorry about this.." I waited for his name.

"Habai Lev. Call me Lev," he solemnly said.

"Sorry about this, Lev" I took the gun and smacked him hard enough in the head for him to collapse in front of me. "Kenma, bring me a van here. I got someone who can spill something about Shittyizawa," I spoke into my earpiece.

"Shiratorizawa," He corrected me.

"You get it. Send me a van already. I'd like to know what we can do to destroy the most powerful Mafia,"