๐™๐จ๐ฆ๐›๐ข๐ž ๐€๐ฉ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฉ...

By Quiet_kid28

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[Still being rewritten...] โ€Ÿ๐†๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ" โ€Ÿ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๏ฟฝ... More

โ€ผ๐–๐€๐‘๐๐ˆ๐๐†โ€ผ
๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ: ๐Œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘: ๐€๐ง๐ ๐’๐จ ๐–๐ž ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’: ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ซ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ“: ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ”: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ“ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ•: ๐…๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ–: ๐’๐ž๐ญ ๐”๐ฉ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ—: ๐๐จ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐…๐จ๐จ๐
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ: ๐’๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #1) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ฉ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐„๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐š
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘: ๐‚๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’: ๐‡๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐€๐ซ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“: ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ {๐•ฝ๐–†๐–“๐Ÿ”ž}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”: ๐‚๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•: ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐Ž๐ซ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—: ๐€๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ {๐•พ๐–†๐–“๐–Ÿ๐–šโ™ก}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ: ๐’๐ž๐ฑ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž {๐•พ๐–†๐–“๐–Ÿ๐–š๐Ÿ”ž}
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #2) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฒ'๐ซ๐ž ๐˜/๐ง'๐ฌ ๐’๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐’๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘: ๐†๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐‘๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐š๐ฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’: ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ž๐
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“: ๐‚๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ˆ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”: ๐’๐ž๐ง๐ ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–: ๐‘๐ž๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ 
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ: ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐“๐จ ๐‚๐ก๐ฎ๐จ {๐•ถ๐–†๐–๐–š๐–ˆ๐–๐–”๐Ÿ”ž}
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #3) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ: ๐๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ: ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐–๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง...
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘: ๐Š๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ฆ {๐•ถ๐–†๐–๐–š๐–ˆ๐–๐–”๐Ÿ”ž}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’: ๐Œ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’๐ž๐ฑ {๐•ถ๐–†๐–๐–š๐–ˆ๐–๐–”๐Ÿ”ž}
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“: ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข?
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ”: ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ #๐Ÿ)
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ•: ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ #๐Ÿ)
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ–: ๐๐š๐›๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ #๐Ÿ‘)
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ—: ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ญ๐œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŽ: ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐“๐š๐ฌ๐ค
แด„สœษชส™ษช ส€แด‡แด แด‡ษดษขแด‡ (ส™ส€แด‡แด€แด‹ #4) (ใฅโ‡€โ—ž โ†ผ)ใฅ
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ: ๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐
๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ: ๐’๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ #๐Ÿ

๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•: ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐’๐ก๐ž?

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By Quiet_kid28

Speeding down the road as fast as he could, Goro instantly pulled over and got off the motorcycle, just a few meters away from the doctor's house and told the woman to go back to the house before he dashed down the streets towards the school. Once arriving at the front gates, he was immediately greeted by guards asking him to stop and state his business.

"I'm here to see the higher ups, it's something urgent!" he stated before trying to make his way through.

"Woah, woah! Hold it right there!" one of the guards stopped him. "Is this involving a family member? Sir, you gotta have to go over to the council and complain there because you won't be allowed through here."

"I'm a guard too!" Goro stated.

"Oh, really? That's great! Where's your badge?" the other guard smiled sarcastically.

"Listen, now is really not the time to-"

"Beat it, kid! Just take a hint already, only higher ranked division members can enter through here. Go back to the 3rd zone or something..." one guard scoffed.

Goro could hear the other guard giggling after hearing his friend's last statement and rolled his eyes annoyingly before tapping both of them on the shoulder. 

As they turned around angrily to yell at him, he jabbed them both in the face before grabbing one of them in the arm and pulled him in before blootering his knee into the man's stomach, then kicked him towards the other guard forcing them both onto the ground. 

With no time to waste, he immediately rushed towards the closed gate and climbed over the bars. The two guards got back up angrily. One called for backup and the other chased after Goro. 


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"Oh, fuck me...!" Aito growled as he stared down at the wound on his leg.

Your eyes followed his as you scanned down his body from head to toe only to be left shocked once you've noticed bleeding bite mark on his left foot. He must've been bitten while climbing up the ladder.

"Z-ZOMBIE! THROW HIM OFF, HE'LL KILL US!" the doctor yelled.

"Ugh, fuck up for a second," you said glaring over at the man before heading over to Aito.

"Y/n, stay away. It might not be safe," Aito warned you worringly.

"I know."

Even while saying that, you crouched down and examined his wound. Aito tried to move away but you prevented him from doing it. 

"Stop moving," you growled.

He immediately paused but you could still tell that he didn't want you near Y/n.

"Y/n, please..." he muttered. "I've already hurt you enough... I don't wanna hurt you again..."

You blankly stared at him as he stared back with eyes full of regret. Granting his wish, you swept up his gun from his hand and stood up straight before pointing it at his head.

"Fine..." you respond, switching it in your grip before placing your index finger near the trigger, getting ready to pull it.

The look in your eyes seemed lifeless, as if you didn't give any fucks in the world what would happen to him. Aito was shocked though, he smiled and lowered his head, ready for you to pull the trigger. You could feel the sun slowly rising beside you as you quietly stood there, aiming the gun at his head.

"But before you pull the trigger... I wanna know something first," he murmured.

"What?"

"Do you..." he sighs, "...do you still love me?"

"After all I've been through? Why would I?" you scoffed.

Aito was quiet for a moment but he ended up laughing out of nowhere.

"I'm glad..." he smiled. "How could I die knowing the woman I betrayed still had feelings for me. I'd feel guilty about it that I'd ready live bearing that guilt."

"Are you done?" you questioned, raising a brow as you narrowed your eyes at him coldly.

"Thank you for everything, Y/n. Thank you for protecting me and my sister all these years. It's a bit embarrassing saying this since in the movies it's usually the men who protects the women," he chuckled.

You were you quiet, not knowing how to respond to his thank you.

"And please tell me sister that I love her... so much."

"Don't worry... I'll make sure she knows," you replied.

Pushing the gun closer towards him, you finally pulled a trigger and a loud BANG was heard echoing throughout the area, causing a flock of birds nearby to fly off into the morning sky, aware of the danger near them.


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Forced on his knees, Goro gasped for air once one of the guards pulled the bag off of his head. He was caught while trying to sneak into the school. The guards tried to kick him out quietly but surprisingly, they'd ran into Kakucho along the way and was ordered to bring the man into the training grounds. Goro flinched at the light being aimed at his eyes, they felt like flames burning him instead as he shut them up tightly while he listened to the faint footsteps from the distance slowly getting louder as they got closer and closer until they finally paused right infront of him.

"You said he was trepassing?" a low pitch voice spoke.

"Yes sir," one of the guards answered.

Remembering the familiar voice, Goro opened his eyes and lowered his head, as if bowing to the man infront of him.

"MR KAKUCHO SIR! IT'S ME GORO! I AM AWARE THAT YOU KNOW ME SINCE Y/N AND I ARE ACQUINTANCE!" he yelled.

"Hm? Goro?... Oh, yeah. Right... You're that guy who used to like the whore from the party," another voice interrupted as they made their way into the room.

Sanzu smirks as he stretches his hands a little seeming to have just woken up since he was still in his pajamas. He lets out a yawn before pausing right next to Kakucho and sneezes in his face right after yawning, not even bothering to say excuse me or apologize or even help wipe his saliva off the man's face. But instead, he turns to Goro with an anxious look as if he was curious about something.

"By the way, where is Y/n? She promised to have sex with me in the morning but I went into her room and she wasn't even there," he pouted while scratching his messy hair.

"THAT'S BECAUSE-"

"Did you really have to bring up such a personal subject," Kakucho glared, interrupting Goro.

"Y/N IS-"

"What? We really did have sex before, and she promised to fuck me again in the morning after that stupid party," Sanzu said rolling his eyes at Kakucho while cutting off Goro again.

"GUYS, Y/N-"

"You shouldn't talk so loudly about your dreams like that, Sanzu," Kakucho sighed, cutting off Goro for the second time.

"GUYS-"

"It wasn't a dream, you fucktard! You're just fucking jealous she's never paid attention to your ass!" Sanzu scoffed.

"HELLO?!?!?"

"Why would I even want her attention anyway?" Kakucho said, playing it off.

"WOULD YOU LISTEN TO M-"

"Don't fucking lie to yourself, I see the kind of puppy eyes you give her whenever she's near you. You might be smart but your acting fucking sucks!" Sanzu laughed.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH-"

"You're really childish, you know?" Kakucho said letting out a small laughed.

Goro's eyes twitched as he lowered his head, inhaling all the oxygen he could before finally he finally bursts, explaining everything without even taking a single breathe.

"YOU FUCKFACE! I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU THIS BUT YOU TWO ARE BUSY ARGUING ABOUT SEX WITH Y/N, SO GUESS WHAT?! IMMA MAKE ONE THING CLEAR! IF YOU TWO DON'T LISTEN TO ME NOW, YOU'LL NEVER GET TO FUCK THAT WOMAN ONCE SHE'S 6 FEET UNDER THE GROUND!" he screamed.

Sanzu and Kakucho were quiet as they stared over at him, watching him as he gasped for air.

"What is this dickhead rambling on about...?" Sanzu asked, narrowing his eyes at Goro while slowly tilting his head over to Kakucho.

"The guards must've hit his head on something..." Kakucho replied.

"Oi, what're you saying, dickhead?" Sanzu asked, demanding for an answer as he placed his barefoot on Goro's face.

"I'm saying Y/n's in danger, you asshole!" Goro snapped.

Kakucho's eyes widened and Sanzu immediately grabbed Goro by the collar before lifting him up closer to his face as he glared at him with a mencaing look.

"And you didn't even fucking bother to say that earlier...?" he glowered.

"I tried to but you ignored me...!" Goro gagged.

"Where is she now?" Kakucho questioned in a stern voice.

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