Me and the Devil (Fyodor x reader)

𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗

I was wearing an oversized hoodie and had covered my face the best way I could. Walking alone in this area at night is not the most pleasant thing. I was super alert, flinching at any noise or sound.
Apparently this area is not as abandoned as I thought. Prostitutes, drug addicts and ponces lived here, and it's considered one of the worst neighbors of the whole Japan.
Damn, I didn't bring anything to protect myself.... Is Fyodor serious right now? Why this place? Is he trying to get me killed!?

I cursed under my breath as I moved faster feeling the paranoia rising in me. Finally I found the old garage and entered, hoping that there's no one living here. The smell of dust and mold hit my nose and I hold the urge to vomit.
"God... It is isolated but there's no way I'm gonna use this place"
I walked a bit more inside, checking the half destroyed bikes and broken car parts.
I guess those looked better some years ago... What a shame to end up in this situation...

The sound of something moving took my attention and I froze in place.
Is this a rat or a person... I can't believe that I'm saying this but I hope it's a rat
"W-who's there?" I asked not as calmly as I wanted to. Silence was the only answer I received and I exhaled when nothing else was heard
"it was probably a rat-" I said but then I felt something cold touching my throat
"move if you wish this delicate throat of yours to be teared apart" said a high pitch male voice, with a hint of sadistic joy
"I-I don't have any money with me" I said feeling his blade pressing more my neck
"Ha ha... Money? Oh, I couldn't care less for such trivial things... The only thing that matters in this world is my Master. For him I could cut not only your throat but mine as well."
This reminds me of something
"who is your master? What do you want from me"
"You stupid lamb! I would rather be skinned alive than betray my master!" he said in a state of madness and I felt blood running from my neck
"oh look at this... I pressed it more than what I wanted to. But it's okay. Nobody is gonna know..."
"Please don't kill me" I said squeezing my eyes tightly

"I'm not gonna kill... Or actually no. I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill you unless you reveal to me the organization you joined y/n l/n"
"What?" I asked surprised
"you heard me... Tell me what is the organization you joined and who is the leader!"
"I didn't join anyone. I don't know what you're talking about-" I said but he pressed more the knife and I felt weak as more blood escaped my neck
"Ah ah ah... Lying is very bad dear~"
"I'm not lying" I whispered faintly as I felt all the strength from my body abandoning me.
While I waited for him to end my life everything started shaking. He let go of me and dropped his blade. I fell to the ground and saw a tall, lean figure with long grey hair running away before everything turned to dark.
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Ahh... my throat feels so dry... Did I caught a cold?
I slowly opened my eyes and stood in bed. My vision was still blurry but I started to panic as I realised I wasn't in my room. I was in a rather large and luxurious bedroom laying in a king sized bed.
Where am I? What the hell?
"Yo, take it slow there. If you move too much you may open your wound again" said a ginger man with a black hat sitting in an armchair across the bed with a glass of wine in his left hand. My hand instinctively touched my throat and found the skin covered with bandages.
"You... You saved me?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper since talking felt a bit painful. He raised an eyebrow
"Well you seemed like you needed to be saved"
"How did you knew though? Why did you helped me? How did you saved me?" I bombed him with questions
"God, aren't you talking too much for someone who almost got killed?" He asked closing his eyes

"Isn't it normal to be curious when you wake up in an unknown place, with a stranger?" He looked at me being deep in thoughts and finally sighed
"Tch fine... I was in the area for businesses, dont ask me what kind , I'm not gonna reveal that and I saw you walking alone. The way you looked and moved was very out of place. I saw you entering that garage and I knew you would be in danger. Many psychos are going there and many others have being killed. I approached the garage and heard that bastard yapping about something and I used my ability to save your ass, princess" he said with a faint smirk. I listened carefully to his words and analysed him.

This man. Ginger, hat, short, wine... IT'S CHUUYA!!! He's with the port mafia... How can he not recognise me? They were also after me. There's no way he doesn't know my face...
I cleared my throat
"Well I own you my life, I guess. How can I make it up to you?"
He raised an eyebrow and sighed
"Tch... I don't want anything from you y/n. Just don't get yourself killed in a stupid way or something" he said as he stood up.
"There's a housemaid that will help you with whatever you need. She was the one who undressed you and treated your wound, just so you don't overthink it" he explained and left the room before I could say anything.
I was left there staring confused at the wall.
He knows my name? If he knows who I am then why didn't he caught me and gave me to his boss?

As those thoughts flooded my brain an elder woman entered the room. She was around her late 50s and had her hair in a tight braid. She bowed a bit at me and started organising things around the room. She opened the curtains and I was blinded by the light.
It's morning already?
"Excuse me but what time is it?" She turned to me with a small smile
"It's 8am my lady and it's the 6th of March"
"W-what? I was asleep for a whole day?"
"Yes my lady. You lost a lot of blood." I nodded absently while trying to proceed everything.
"I... I see... Thank you for your help" she smiled softly at me
"Don't thank me miss. I'm just doing my job. I'm glad that you look better today"
I smiled back
"By the way do you happen to know where my clothes are?"
"Yes. In the rubbish bin."
"Huh?"
"Yes, they were stained in blood and dirt, so mister Chuuya told me to throw them away"
"Ahh... And what will I wear now?"
She gave me some clothes from the wardrobe
"These. He brought them yesterday for you"
"Wait what? He really did that?"
She simply nodded. I stood up and looked at the clothes. They looked expensive (You can imagine whatever type of clothes you want. It's definitely not because I can't describe clothes:3 )
I put them on, feeling strangely comfortable in them and got ready to leave. The lady tried to convince me to eat but I didn't want to take advantage of his hospitality any longer. From the little I saw his apartment, it was pretty luxurious and it's obvious that he has a taste for the finest things.
I left his house and realised that it was in the centre of Yokohama, in a skyscraper, in one of the most expensive places in the city.
Huh...at night I'm in the worst neighborhood and in the morning I find myself in the Wall Street of Japan.... Great... Francis is gonna kill me. How will I explain my one entire day of absence?
I thought and walked back home trying to be as invisible as possible.
Plus I will have to find a way to thank Chuuya even though it's quite risky... This reality won't let me rest even for a minute...
I thought and let a small sigh

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Hey everyone! First of all I'd like to thank you for reading my story "Me and the Devil". Your support and patience means a lot to me and for the development of the story🙏... However if you're interested in supporting me more you could read my other, bungou stray dogs, related work "Bsd x Reader" which includes almost all the characters in oneshots and different scenarios <3