AN: Very different fic here and complete alternate universe however I hope that you still enjoy, I hope to include flashbacks as well just to strengthen their stories. Hope you enjoy 😊 Also, for this one, no chapter titles, let's see how that works out 😉
For A Living
Chapter One
Kyoko Mogami hated this life but she didn't have a choice. She was a hitman…well maybe hitwoman. She had been trained in martial arts, acrobatics, and a method of killing techniques starting from when she was six years old and her mother had given her to a gang leader who had lost a daughter of his own. From that time she had been raised to be a spy, a hitwoman, an undercover agent and she hated this position.
Being a hitwoman was not a position of power. It was not a respectful position and she was constantly having to run for her life. However, one thing that nobody knew about her was that she only pretended to kill. She would lead a person to being unconscious and then get them into victim protection with their entire identity being changed.
She had caused people to lose their precious lives but in not a way she was contracted to do. Her current target was an ambassador from Enfaeland, a smaller island nation situated between the Americas and Japan with a patriarchy. The ambassador was one of the head in their country and he would be traveling with the prince as he tried to establish positive diplomacy between countries. By no means was it someone that she wanted to kill or to target but this was her job, it was what she had been trained to do.
Polishing her gun, she looked around her as she sat in the café. Nobody could see the gun but she had ways of scaring them off if they did. She didn't care that guns were illegal in Japan for civilian use, they allowed her to get out of hand to hand combat easily and it wasn't as if she often used them. She also knew the difference between the fatal areas of the body and those that would just require a hospital visit.
"Hello, young lady," a man said as he approached her and Kyoko looked up, raising her eyebrow. She sized him up, quite tall, well-built body, probably some athletic skill though she didn't know how much. He was wearing designer clothes and was well groomed. His brown hair was pushed back adding to his attractiveness and he had deep brown eyes. Gorgeous. Maybe he was unintelligent, one of those guys who cared more about his appearance than his intelligence.
"What the hell do you want?" Kyoko asked as she had a spark in her amber eyes. Soon she would be wearing her color contacts and wig but that was only when she was in the middle of her job, this was just a prep until she got the coordinates of her location.
"I'd like to buy you a drink," he said and Kyoko watched him, "Name is Tsuruga Ren, I'm a business man," he said and Kyoko laughed.
"Sure, a business man," she said before shrugging, "I'm a business woman and definitely not interested in a pretty boy like you. I'm sure if you stuck around the station, you could pick up one of those…dolls," Kyoko looked away and stuffed the gun in her bag. She saw him smiling at her and glared darkly at him.
"You're really cute," he told her and Kyoko paused. She would want to decapitate this guy and she had only ever pretended to do that. She stood up before looking at him, "I guess you're not interested," he commented.
"Definitely not interested," Kyoko said before she turned away. She shot him another look and he laughed at her, standing up and following her. Without her knowing, he slipped the gun out of her bag and put it in his before changing direction. As he did, Kyoko felt something had gone wrong.
Men were way too much of a distraction.
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Kyoko was wearing a white wig that was in a bob, she had dark sunglasses on and dark blue contacts. She was in one of the gang locations, a rooftop hideout in one of the tall Tokyo office buildings. She lined up the target on her gun, she needed to make one shot that missed before using the stun gun so that she didn't completely kill the ambassador. She hadn't seen the prince yet but she needed to take out his second in command for this trip.
Kyoko was slowing her breathing before she felt something behind her and turned around to see that the door was open. She heard someone moving in the shadows and she looked around trying to figure out who was there with her. One of the rival gang members possibly.
"Whoever you are you asshole…" she said before feeling herself being pushed down. She rolled to the side but the man had too much weight on her. She tried to knee him in his groin but felt there to be a cup over it.
She paused, the man was dressed completely in black with a black mask on that a robber might use. Was this actually an honest to god ninja!? She paused before feeling a gun at the side of her head and tried again to kick him, she managed to roll to the side but the man grabbed her wrist, breaking it before placing his hand over her neck, spreading his fingers, Kyoko looked into his deep brown eyes. Was this the same jerk who had been following her before!?
"I'm not aiming to kill them!" Kyoko yelled out and the man paused, still making sure she couldn't get up.
"Explain," he said and she looked at him. She turned her head to the side and nodded.
"Fine, I'll explain," she said as he glared at her again. "I'll tell you, Tsuruga Ren," she smirked and he laughed as if hiding a secret from her. That wasn't his real name…was it?