I’llhaveyouwhetheryouwantmeornot!

Yandere!Mikey x Draken’s younger sister

Wc: 838

“ Mikey… you and I can’t be together. Draken will. . he doesn’t want us together.”

Rejection. Something Manjiro Sano hated. Especially when it’s something that he really wants. He wished that you weren’t Draken’s sister, he wished that you had no relation to his best friend. Why did it have to be you, huh? Why couldn’t he have you? 

“Ken-chin, I promise I won’t hurt her. Just let me-”

Draken’s raised hand stops fifteen-year-old Mikey from continuing his sentence. The slight gesture made the shorter boy pull back in anticipation awaiting the older brother’s blessing or a curse.

“ I can’t let you go near her anymore. I’m sorry.” 

Mikey felt his entire world shattered into pieces with those few words, eyebrows creased, and hands. Mikey walked away, ignoring the desperate pleas of his best friend. He knew that he had to have you, one way or another.

“ Jiro, wake up.” 

Raven-colored eyes fluttered open at the sound of your honey-like voice. Pulling himself up to scan his room, only to see that he was hallucinating once again. Rubbing the exhaustion out of his eyes, Mikey grabbed the photograph with the two of you, off the top of his drawers. Slowly brushing his fingertips across your smile before laying a kiss onto the picture and setting it aside once again. 

10 years later

The same picture that had been on his drawer from the festival that it was taken had now been placed on his office table. Never forgetting to give the picture a kiss before heading out to work. The same calloused fingers that would brush the hair out of your face many years ago, were now blistered and bruised after landing blow after blow on a man who thought it was okay to hit on you.

“Stupid fucker. Think it’s okay to hurt my Y/n?!”

With every blow landed, another bone broke, another cry rang out but the same tar-filled eyes stayed vivid and insane. All the other Bonten members watched as their boss single-handedly break almost every part of the man’s body, to say that they were somewhat scared of the way Mikey acted but said nothing.

Wiping his hands clean of the blood, Mikey made his way over to his office, not sparing a second glance at the mess behind him. Dropping himself in his office chair, picking up the picture once again, lightly caressing the picture as he laid his head on the table. 

‘Miss you, Y/n. Need you.’

The next few days at Bonten were filled with serious planning and determination to bring Y/n back to Mikey. Everyone was tasked with either the how, when, or where of obtaining you. Mikey watched from his office above, the people carrying on with their daily lives, unaware of who was above them. 

“Sir, we have made a schedule about how Y/n’s week will go.”

Pushing himself up from the rails, he made his way over to Kakucho, skimming over the paper, Mikey nodded and told him to send it over to everyone else before they made the move.

**

“Have a nice day.” 

Your mellow tone called out to the last customers that were leaving. Grabbing the cloth, walking over to the tables, wiping the excessive food and dirt that had been left on the tables after customers had left. Sweeping the floors as the sun began to go down, ignoring the bustling that happened in the streets.

Hearing the bell ring, you unconsciously answered whoever was there without looking up.

“ I am sorry but we are closed.” 

“ The sign says that you are still open. I hope that I wasn’t interrupting anything, Y/n.”

The sweeping stopped abruptly, turning to the harsh voice, You scanned the men that were now in her shop. Stricken by the man that just called your name, you gently placed the wooden broom against the counter top before taking small, slow steps towards the men. Not taking your eyes off of them, you walked towards the man in the middle. A small smile etched onto his face. 

“Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my shop?”

Rejected yet again. Did Draken instill in you to hate him so much that you forgot?

His smile faltered, now that you spoke. Once again, his pain turned into anger. Grabbing your wrists, pulling you flush against his chest. Pulling your head closer to him while stroking your hair, kissing your hair tenderly. A bit shaken by the sudden gesture, you tried to pull away but the iron hold that he had on you led to much expected failure. 

“Draken may have kept you away from me but I always find a way to get what I want.”

Your eyes widen at the sound of your brother’s name, only to realize the one she was being held by. Whispering his name in fear, she held onto him, tightly, tears fleshing from her eyes. 

“ I told you Y/n. I’ll have you whether you want me or not.”

— pairing; bonten! sano manjirou x reader  

— summary; in which you mistake the leader of bonten for a homeless man, and offer him money

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❋ Of course, it would rain on the day of your job interview.

❋ A loud retort of thunder brings the rain pouring down, sending people into a panic. Umbrellas go up in the crowd, and those without them hastily find shelter in shops or quicken their pace to get out of the rain.

❋ You have a pocket umbrella in your bag, but it’s completely forgotten in your panicked haste to escape the thunder and the drizzle.

❋ You end up taking shelter in an ornate parapet with a young man about your age, as you try to brush droplets of rain from your clothes and face. He spares you only an indifferent passing glance, but the bleakness in his eyes frightens you. You’ve never seen anyone look so desolate, so utterly broken. It’s almost if there’s no life in him. He looks as grey as death with deep shadows etched upon the angles and planes of his breath-taking face.

❋ You stand beside him in silence, sensing that he probably isn’t one for small talk. Instead, you check the weather reports on your phone, relieved to find out that this is just a passing shower. And indeed, the sudden downpour already seems to be lightening into a drizzle.

❋ “Here, take this.” You unzip your bag and push your umbrella towards him. And though he takes it from you, his eyes remain as blank as ever. “It’s fine, I’ll be out of the rain in a bit!”

❋ You fumble with your purse, and withdraw a thin fold of cash, which is also pressed into his hands. This time, his mask slips for just a second. But as soon as the dull surprise registers in his face, it’s gone, sealed away behind cold grey eyes and an expression carved from marble. “You should also probably buy something nice to eat or find a place to stay for the night.”

❋ It’s with a last smile and a quick wave that you’re on your way. The icy rain trickles down the back of your scarfless neck, but the discomfort lasts for only a short time. You soon duck into a twenty-story office building, a sleek spire of gleaming grey that pierces the clouds.

❋ The interior is just as awe-inspiring, with golden-veined marble floors and walls, and brushed aluminium security desk and turnstiles. A very pretty receptionist shows you into a spacious glass-walled meeting room furnished with a spacious table of dark wood table and at least twenty matching chairs.

❋ The meeting room boasts floor-to-ceiling views of the impressive Tokyo skyline, as you take a seat, you find yourself nearly wilting in relief that you’ve managed to arrive on time. You have no idea what Bonten will do to late-comers, but considering your first encounter with them … You have a vague inkling that it can’t be anything good.

❋ The man who enters the room introduces himself as Takeomi Akashi. He’s tall, and dressed in a fine grey suit, a pink shirt and a maroon tie. His hair is slicked back, away from his face, and his eyes almost seem to be assessing you with a shrewd gaze. An unlit cigarette dangles between his lips.

❋ He pages through your resume and must like what he sees, for he nods approvingly and almost smiles at you. “Ordinarily, you would be interviewed by someone else, but you came … Highly recommended from Ran and Rindou.”

❋ Ah. Right. How could you forget the day those two barged into your clinic at closing time, held you at gunpoint, and demanded that you treat a pink-haired co-worker of theirs? And then proceeded to offer you a job as Bonten’s doctor before the blood had so much as dried upon your latex gloves.

❋ You grimace. “Thanks?”    

❋ Akashi, thankfully, doesn’t comment on the expression on your face, but instead begins asking you questions, ones you’re sure would never be asked in a normal job interview. What benefits can you bring to the organization? Have you ever fired a gun? Have you ever thought about killing someone?

❋ And so it goes. You answer the questions as best as you can, and you think that you’ve been sitting with Akashi for about ten minutes when the door to the conference room opens, and the man from the bus stop strides into the room.

❋ You do a double take, but the man doesn’t even give you a second glance as he breezes by you and conducts a hushed conversation with Akashi. You hastily glance out the window and try to lose yourself in the stunning views, trying to give them some semblance of privacy. The conversation is brief, and is over as suddenly as it had begun. The man from the bus stop leaves, and it’s just you and Akashi once again.

❋ “Congratulations.” Akashi says, and the frown on his face smoothens out. “Welcome to Bonten.”

❋ You have no doubt in your mind that the man from the bus stop had come in to pull some strings, and you frown, still confused. You crane your neck, trying unsuccessfully to catch a last glimpse of the stranger. “Uh, can he do that?”

❋ “Hire you?” At your nod, Akashi says, “He’s our boss. Didn’t you know that?”

❋ Oh. Oh no.

❋ What have you done?

It’s Sano Manjirou’s Birthday!! Happy Mikey Day!! 20081990

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