❝ 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳 ❞
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it's been about a week and a half since you've been here. at first, you had a feeling that issei and the others would come for you, but now you've lost all the hope you had.
you hate to admit this, but you missed issei, like crazy. even though he's a cold hearted piece of shit, being around him brought a sense of security and safety. you missed being there with him and the others.
the only good thing about being here is finally getting to see your son again. all you want to do is, leave- leave with your son and find issei, or go someplace far. though, being here brought out the few skills you do have, such as, your manipulative ways. when dealing with kentarō, you knew just what to do and, or, say so he wouldn't get too angry with you, at times.
honestly, this type of lifestyle is something you'd kill to get rid of. being placed in a environment like this, is slowly draining you and you're starting to fall back down into that low state of mind you were in, a few years ago, before you got pregnant.
right now, you're laying in bed beside kyo. he was up for just about the entire night, so you didn't get as much sleep as you needed.
as you decide to go back to sleep, the door opens and kentarō is standing in the doorway. "the hell?" you say while frowning your face at him. "i need a favor-" his voice booms.
"so you don't see your son, asleep right here? i swear to god i'll hurt you if he wakes up. you aren't the one staying up late nights with him so, humble yourself big guy" you say while looking at him. his eyes shift over to kyo and then back at you. "i need a favor" he repeats.
"no. fuck no, get the fuck out" you say while shaking your head
"don't go thinking i need you, i just want you to meet up with some guys for me" he says. "it clearly sounds like you need me. besides, it depends; who am i meeting up with, and why?" you ask him. "daichi sawamura. go get dressed, it's one in the afternoon" kentarō speaks. "who the fuck is that? what're you doing, prostituting me or something?" you ask while looking him up and down, still laying in the bed.
"leader of the crows. i need you ready by three. you're meeting him at a bar"
"a bar? at three in the afternoon? who the fuck-"
"it's a business meeting y/n-" you cut him off.
"okay so if it's a business meeting then why am i going to meet him? i have no parts in any of your shit" you ask. "because what's mine is yours and what's yours, is mine" he pauses. "my business is your business baby" he finishes.
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