Chaos |TR X Reader|

16

TW: slight mention of being burned/harmed
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The air was thick, the silence unbearable.
Fuck, I think I'd die with how much I've been holding my breath in. No one dared to speak though. Mikey paced back and forth Infront of us all.

"So you've all failed." The silence finally broke, but his voice was as death like than ever.

"And no one answers?!" Anger evident on his face.

"Boss..we can't find her, we've all spent days looking...can we not just stop?" Kokonoi answered, clearly being the only one brave enough to.

Mikey's eyes fell to Koko, glaring at him.

"You dare question my choices?"

Kokonoi gulped thickly, his Adams apple bobbing as he done so.

"No but it's not healthy, although I too took liking to her..who knows if she's even alive right now? For all we know she could be dead, and we're searching for a passed life"

A vien ticked in Mikey's head. His eyes fell to me

"Shuji, any luck?"

Even though I was meant to be sad..I couldn't help but hold back my smile.

"Nope♡"

Boss' eyes darkened before turning away.

"Meeting dissmised"

And with that everyone left the room. I rushed out of the house, heading to the parking lot, stuffing my hands in my pockets before pulling out my gold leopard print keys.
Approaching my bike, I quickly hopped on, pushing my key into the throttle and starting the engine before zooming out and onto the main road.

It took a while but I finally left the city, driving off into the woods. Pulling on the lever I stopped my bike, jumping off.

The past smile I had only grew wider as I approached a floor cabbin, opening the door and walking inside the wooden lodge.

"Kisaki" my arms opened as I pulled the shorter male Into a side hug, squeezing him for the sake of annoying him.

"Hanma, get off me" he hissed, to which I did. My arms fell to my sides.

"Does anyone else know?" He asked, fixing his glasses back onto his nose.

"Not a single clue"

We both had sinister smirks on our faces now. The thoughts alone were like a shared one.

"Ah..no one said you'd be coming Hanma" a voice said from the couch.

My eyes drifted to the man.

"Takeomi" My voice bubbly as I stuck my hand out for him.

He took my hand and shook it.

"Im surprised you've not been suspected, especially with your daily leaves"

With those words I averted his gaze, clearing my throat before speaking.

"Actually..Sanzu has been suspecting me, not enough to follow me or anything but enough to start not trusting me with intel"

The mention of Sanzu made the older males face drop, his hand painfully sqeezing mine making me whince.

"Dare to mention Him again and I'll cut this off" he scoffed before dropping my hand and leaving the room.

"We can't have that" kisaki started.

I nodded in agreement. He was right, out off all the members Sanzu was one of them that I had to be careful of.

"So where is she?" I asked, changing the subject.

"Shinichiro's dealing with her" Kisaki answered, his lips curling into a smirk that made the hairs on my neck stand.

Before I could speak Kisaki walked away. I quickly rushed after him, tailing behind as he got to a metal door.

My face dropped upon the noises coming from within the room, screams and cries echoing.

"What's he doing?" My voice almost a whisper

"Hardly anything"

Although I had done sinister stuff before even smiling while doing so..hearing Y/n be in pain made my body shudder. I wasn't meant to feel for her this way..so why do I?

The urge to just walk in and free her from her misery was nothing but a mind pester but I knew I couldn't, not when I had already betrayed Mikey. Saving Y/n would just make me betray Kisaki and Shinichiro aswell so I have no choice but to just sit back for now..

Inside the room:

My body burns, everywhere hurts. Tears ran down my cheeks.

"You should have never interfered with Manjiro" Shinichiro said, squatting Infront of me.

My back was pressed against the wall, I held my head in my hands, protecting my face from the water.

"Ya know..it's a shame I have to do this, your rather pretty" Shinichiro spoke while pouring kettle water onto my leg.

I screamed out in pain, trying to move my leg away but his hand gripped onto my ankle holding me in place.

This has went on for awhile, it's only been on my lower leg but it hurts badly.

My skins gone a bright red from what I could see through my tear filled eyes.

And finally the older male stood up to leave, leaving me here in pain.

It wasn't my fault..I knew that.

Shortly after he left I stayed pressing my palms onto my burned skin trying to keep the pain steady but it didn't help.

The door opened again but I didn't move to see who was there.

"Y/n.." a voice spoke but i just wanted to cancel it out, fall asleep and wake up back at my house like these few months of knowing everyone were just a long nightmare.

But I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts when arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me closer against a warm heat that I couldn't help but lean against.

Hanma's Pov:

Y/n felt too light, I know she's been eating..I made sure wakasa fed her these past days.

I felt my heart tug painfully in my chest as I stared down at her in my arms, she didn't even look at me and that shattered me more.

My eyes drifted off to her leg, the skin on her leg had peeled being a bright red.

And there it was, her cries. She quietly cried into my sleeve, sobbing. Her tears not stopping.

My hand reached out to her leg but before I could even touch it she jumped, quickly moving her leg away.

"D.. don't" she pleaded quietly.

My heart broke. I took off my jumper, the cold air hitting my skin almost painfully but I ignored it, my hands reached for the baggy shirt she had on, I looked away before pulling it over her head. Y/n didn't even protest, clearly too pained to care. I slipped my jumper over her head, before wrapping her shirt around her leg.

I sighed before standing up, pulling my jacket over my shoulders and zipping it up before making my way to the door.

I stood still, looking back at her wanting nothing more than just a quick side glance from her..even if it was full of hate

Yet not even that.

I left the room, laughing to myself at how I acted towards her, she was just a mere woman and yet she seemed to bring calmness   and sympathy out of me.

I knew her for years, shed been my neighbour for however long. No matter the glances I gave her they were never like this..never heartfelt, never truly having a real emotion of the such towards her before. Fuck..even when I did see her I never genuinely seen her as I did now..

What had gotten into me