Haikyuu Smuts

mafia osamu🌫

dont know what happened to the first part, but this is a reupload.

The room went quiet as Osamu Miya, the leader of every meeting, finally walked into the boardroom. Hushed whispers ceased in fear of an out lash by him. Everybody feared his reckless twin Atsumu, but they should really fear the twin who kept himself quiet in times of rage.

"Listen up, we have a serious issue with a rat," hushed rage echoed in the spacious room. "It's somebody in this room, and my darling is going to find out through a series of 'tasks' I set her up to complete." Everybody jumped from their seats and rushed to the door like a pack of rabid wolves trying to escape.

Osamu smirked at the scene in front of him. He noticed his phone buzzing in his pocket so he pulled it out, the caller- his darling. Sliding his thumb across the screen he accepted the call. "Hey, princess, doing what I asked you to?" The chaos hushed at his answer. He put the phone on speaker so everyone could hear her next words.

"Yeah, but this fucker is a weasel by any standards we've encountered thus far, babe. When do I get to have fun with them?" Her huffing was heard as silence fell upon the room.

"Soon, just get here and make sure you have the team with you, got it?" A hum of agreement was heard from her side of the call. He hung up while holding eye contact with the rat. A drop of sweat rolled down their back in fear.

They knew that they had been found out, now it was only a matter of time before Osamu's beloved got here. The grey-haired Miya watched with wicked glee at the slightly trembling form of Kageyama Tobio.

"Come here for a shot of whiskey, you look stressed my friend." Osamu chuckled darkly while gesturing at Kageyama. Eyes watched him suspiciously, while two sets of eyes watched him sadly.

"Kageyama, please tell me it wasn't you," A fluffy head of orange hair muttered painfully. Kageyama was his closest friend, his companion.

Another voice chimed in, "What is the meaning of this? Why are we here instead of, oh I don't know? Actually, discussing politics amongst the territories?" Sugawara hissed as he grasped onto Kageyama's arm.

The Miya in question coughed to cover up his snickers. "This was set up as a way to diminish the threat of our information being leaked, Sugawara. Not to protect you from us. Your group may be new, but you won't be getting any leniency from us that have been doing this job forever."

A knock on the doors signaled that his darling was here. "Come in, my darling. Door's open for you!" Osamu Miya called out as a tiny figure walked into the room gracefully. She had a thigh strap that held a handgun on the outside of her thigh and a knife on the inside of her thigh. A smirk danced across her face as she made eye contact with Kageyama.

Her two guards, Kita Shinsuke and Suna Rintaro watched her like hawks as her presence flittered around the room like a butterfly. Graceful, beautiful, and untouchable. "Reader, please get this over with, I would like to get back to mon petit chou," Kita grumbled agitatedly while holding a serrated knife in his hand.

Suna chuckled softly at Kita's misfortune, "Don't worry, we'll get back to our lovely ladies soon enough. I've been craving some special time alone with my baby girl, Elysa," His laughter was light and airy like his cares for the world. In Suna's arms lay a box of documented sightings.

"Ah~ Tobio-chan! My favorite weasel. How's the information market? I heard from a little birdy that Sugawara is weak with patrols and smuggles females out to the human auctions! Isn't that just hilarious of a conversation starter?" She asked while strutting over to her lover's embrace.

She swooped in to grab on to a whiskey tumbler and held her arm out for Osamu to pour in the right amount. She held another tumbler in her other hand, "Pour it up my darling. We don't want our weasel to get antsy, do we?" A sardonic chuckle roused from her painted lips as she stalked over to Kageyama.

He shakily took the tumbler from her hands while taking a shy glance down the front of her blouse. She cleared her throat as a warning, "Eyes up here rat, you don't get to look at anything on a female anymore. Capiche?" Tobio nodded as he quickly downed the contents of the glass.