Red As Wine (KageKao X Reader)

7.0) Apologies.

Despite being in your twenties, you still needed a significant amount of sleep in order to function throughout the day- so you typically tried sleeping before 11 PM; However, on this particular day, a repetitive (and quite annoying) sound woke you up from a quite restless slumber.

"Hello?" You answered without even taking a chance to look at the Caller ID.

"(Y/N)-chan~ No offense, but it's quite nice to hear your voice again~" Chills were sent down your stiff-spine as you heard an echo from your window. Hurriedly, you turned around to see KageKao resting on the windowsill you were sure you locked.

"H-Hey," stuttering, you couldn't help but draw parallels between him and the doctor. Perhaps they're brothers? Maybe they were born from the same mother but were raised by different families- that would definitely explain why they both find it normal to sneak into my bedroom. "No offense, but why are you even here? What's your obsession with me?"

"That's quite a harsh thing to say; To be frank, it's quite ijiwaru," (Bitchy) Kagekao turned his head towards the waning quarter-moon, "That definitely takes out some of the nonexistent guilt I've developed." Immediately, scenarios played themselves over in your head as the midnight air blew into your room. With the lack of contact you've had, you nearly forgotten what Kage was capable of and just how scary he could be. He's like a landmine.

"What do you mean?" It came out as a whisper, but you were sure he'd pick up on it nonetheless. What kind of villain would have bad hearing, afterall? A fly darted past your line of vision, though you could care less about a being as tiny as that when a much more dangerous one had made you his focus.

"Anata wa toroi desu ne?" You're slow to catch on, aren't you? He sighed, provoking you even more as you were incapable of speaking Japanese. "Hunter, you remember him? I'm pretty sure that's his name so you should be familiar with him. Well! According to my good friend, Dr.Smiley, he's been giving you quite the trouble lately. I must say though, dear (Y/N), when I first heard of your little conundrum, I was ecstatic!"

"But..?"

"But! Look at you now, you're obsessing quite too much over him- I wouldn't want him taking away all your attention, now would I?" The pieces started to fit themselves together as you stared blankly at the intruder within your room. You once read somewhere that the first stage of grief was denial, did that now mean you were in a state of denial? You couldn't help but wonder as the actions of the masked man became painfully clear to you. "Any-who, the main thing you need to know now is that you are free to focus on only me."

"You're going to be caught."

"Caught?" His laughter bounced off the walls of your bedroom and led to the night-sky only to be lost. "My dear, I do this for a living, it's nice for you to worry about me but I must assure you that I will be anything but caught."

Great going! You've caused your best friend to be killed, would you like to start over?