The Mafia [Haikyuu]

Hide and seek extreme

Hi, my name is Chelsey, what's your favorite dinner food?

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Seriously, what did Zion expect? For it to be easy to outrun a mafia? 

One, he didn't even know why they were after him. Kind of. Was the dealer he killed part of the mafia? Itsuoka hadn't said anything about Akari being part of the mafia, but then again, he didn't even say he was associated with them, so he's not very reliable. 

Zion had barely managed to avoid people he assumed were from Fukurodani, but finding people wasn't their specialty. They mainly dealt with prostitution and drugs, and from what Zion heard they were very protective of both. 

Nekoma was the other half of the equation, dealing with protection, gathering information, and coincidently, finding people. 

Then Karasuno comes in, what was first called a novice gang quickly became a growing powerhouse. Not for women, not for drugs, not for gathering information, but their vast weaponry. They were small, but for an unknown reason, they had anything from knives to swords, sniper rifles to shotguns to semi-automatic guns. Gear galore, they were basically their own fire arm company. 

With those three working together? Anyone in their way was royally fucked. Including people against them. 

Nekoma can find anyone they want to, and Zion had no doubt he would be found soon. If he wasn't already found already, that is. 

Zion paced back and forth, very obviously stressed. Running a hand through his curly black hair, his eyes flickered to his cheap little TV in his rented apartment. The news was playing, it was a simple weather report. 

Zion just wanted his gun, being separated felt like the end of the world. 

He had multiple other guns, but fighting back against the mafia was sure to get him looking identical to a beehive. 

"This is why you do background research on clients, why didn't I do background research?!" Zion flopped onto the couch, groaning at he covered his eyes with his forearm.

The sound of someone cocking a gun cut through the air. "I'd suggest you make this peaceful, wouldn't want you getting hurt now." A short man with light brown, practically blond, hair and matching eyes. 

Avoiding eye contact, Zion sighed as he sat up. "..Yeah, uh, that's fair." He said awkwardly, because this man had zero social skills. Hard to talk to people when you're supposed to be killing them. 

"..Oh, that was a lot more simple then I expected, uh.." said male with the gun awkwardly scratched the back of his head with his free hand. 

"If I try to run I'd just be shot down." Zion didn't expect to have a conversation with who he assumed was going to be his kidnapper. 

Maybe, if Zion was compliant enough, he'd walk out of this alive. 

He was knocked out shortly after that. 

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"So Yaku, hard mission?" a man with black hair and severe bed head asked humorously, obviously expecting the answer to be 'yes'.

Yaku, the man who kidnapped Zion, paused before shaking his head. "Actually, he was quite accepting. Didn't even put up a fight."

The other man hummed, and that was practically the end of the conversation. 

"Sugawara, we got him. If Bokuto or Akaashi are with you, let them know as well."

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Even though Zion expected this, it is still a lot scarier going through it in person then imagination. 

Waking up on the cold, concrete ground was shock enough. His ankles and wrists bound, and a raging headache only worsened his panic before he processed what was happening. 

His head felt like it was expanding, or as if there was an echo bouncing back and forth and all around his head. The handcuffs on his wrists were way too tight, and his shoulder and neck hurt from sleeping in a weird position. 

Forcing his body to lean against the wall, he groaned. Running his hand through hair, he found that expertly hidden bobby pin. Picking the lock on the cuffs, Zion sighed in relief as the fell. His wrists were bruised, small cuts around where the cuffs were. 

Zion didn't know what to do from there, so he just sat there and tried to think as little as possible. Thinking hurt to do, hell, so did moving. Whoever had handled Zion obviously weren't very careful. 

Zion wasn't sure how much time had passed, he might've dosed off, but he couldn't tell. All he knew was that someone had opened the door. 

There was two different sounds of footsteps, so two people. Or maybe a person and two people with only one leg? You never know. 

Pealing an eye open, Zion could confirm there was only two people. 

"For a hitman, he's rather small, don't you think?" 

"You said the same thing about Hinata, and then lost to him." whoever spoke snorted. 

Zion looked up, which were then blessed by the godly hotness of the leaders of Fukurodani and Nekoma. 

God damn it, Zion was way too fucking gay to deal with any of this. 

Any playfulness in the mans golden eyes evaporated, staring at Zion with a kind of intensity that could have killed. 

Crouching down to Zion's level, he yanked him forward by his sweatshirt. "Tell me, were you there to kill Akaashi?" 

In came Zion's inability to converse like a normal person. "If I had wanted him dead, he wouldn't be waking though?" he was genuinely confused at the question. 

He promptly got punched in the stomach. 

"Bokuto, no need for violence just yet." the second male called. 

Gasping, Zion dry coughed for a second, before his chin was grabbed and he was forced to look a the man with bad bed hair. 

"Tell me, did you know Akari was our supplier?" He was much more calm, less violent. 

Zion coughed, unable to move his face from the iron grip. "If I had, you really think I would have shot him?" he winced at his tone, he really didn't mean for it to come out so defiant. 

He hummed. 

"Kuroo, bro-" Bokuto was cut off, "Yes, I know."

Kuroo's eyes practically glowed under the lighting. "Tell me, for your freedom, will you do me a favor? You'll be compensated." 

Zion hoped to god, if they were real, that he was going to ask for a blowjob. 

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Yes this will be extremely gay and far from innocent ;)