Author's Notes: God, I just love Framing Hanley and their lead singer. *drools* He's just so fine. Anyway… *clears throat*I know this is a random one-shot, but like I was listening to a song by Framing Hanley and it just inspired me to write this. Enjoy.
Song: You Stupid Girl- Framing Hanley
Information:
Title: Got Me Right Where You Want Me
Rated T
Genre: Romance/Suspense
Pairing: 100You
Summary:
100You; you had him right where you want him. And you two were going to be the death of each other.
The hotel lobby is eerily silent, but your heels clack against the gray tiles, the sound bouncing off of the walls. You smile politely at the receptionist who greets you, and you enter the elevator, staring down at the bottle of champagne with dark eyes. You close your eyes, imagining the situation you were putting yourself in. If feels like the walls are closing in on you, and it bothers you.
You, Masa Kirie, from the Vongola Familiga are in love with the Tenth Generation Millefiore Boss, Byakuran.
It had been pure chance that you two met during the meeting last year, and you were pulled in by his enticing eyes of lilac and his (too) sweet smile. You simply smiled back and refocused on Tsunayoshi's words, but his smile was forever implanted in your memory. You couldn't stop dreaming about him, thinking about him, and yearning for him.
However, Fate decided to fuck you in the end, and you were hired to assassinate him. You were stumped as to why, and Gokudera said that it was because he was getting too strong and it was for best that he died. You decided against your conscience that you wouldn't kill him because you love him and accepted the mission without protest.
The elevator door dings open, and you step out, walking down the hallway until you stop in front of Suite 100. Your eyes lose their bright shine as you mourn about his future death, and you put on a strained smile when he opens the door, his lips already in a sweet smile.
"Hello," he purrs seductively," Why don't you come in, Kirie-chan?"
You flush and nod in response. With his hand on the small of your back, he guides you in, his smile unchanging.
"Champagne?" You inquire, smiling slightly. He returns the smile with a nod.
He brings two glasses, and you pour half into each of them. You two cheer, and you watch anxiously as he downs it in one gulp. He sighs, lilac eyes watching you like a hawk. You fidget, sipping on your champagne, before it slides from your grasp. Your eyes widen, and you meet his maddening gaze as an insane, dangerous smirk slivers onto his face.
You fall to your knees, shuddering and gasping. Your hand reaches out and grab his pants leg. You look up at him, eyes wide and teary. Your body just freezes, and you fall to your left, life leaving your bright eyes. But, much to Byakuran's surprise, there was a smirk on your lips.
"Victory... is mine..." you whisper.
Byakuran ignores this, humming a tune before he, too, falls to his knees beside your lifeless body. He gazes, shocked and stumped, and your smirk remains taunting him as his life drains from him, second-by-second.