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The Kill
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Smudged red lips, cigarette smoke and regret between her thighs. Sakura waves away the boy from her candlelit bedroom, the scent of sex lingering on his skin and her body still buzzing in the afterglow.
He breathes her name, hope lacing each letter.
Let me stay.
"Don't," she slurs, vodka low in her voice. "Jus' go, Kiba."
He listens.
Because she is the child of a Yakuza king with bloodied fists and gold-capped teeth. Denied nothing and loved in fear.
The door clicks close and she feels nothing.
I let men use my body as a tool for their desire, and I feel nothing.
I drink myself near death and feel nothing.
Cigarettes and opioids stain my tongue and yet I still feel nothing.
She has a hole in her chest where she thinks her heart should have been. But at seventeen years, she can't remember the last time she ever felt it beat. Felt it ache. Felt it break. Felt something. So, she self-destructs, chasing something she's not even sure exists.
Sakura slides from the Egyptian sheets, silk dress slithering back down around her thighs. Her cigarette hangs from her lips as she throws open her balcony doors and climbs, balancing precariously on the ledge. A forest of pine 100 feet below and the city of Tokyo alight in the distance.
One slip, one breath, and she could fly.
But the triple ping of her phone saves her one more time.
Ino, are you psychic?
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Brass knuckles.
Dislocated jaw.
Half-dozen teeth spit to the ground.
The man grins a broken smile and slurs, "Uchiha bitches," before his jaw is kicked shut again and a bullet is put between his eyes.
Two fingers of bright amber whiskey swirled around a crystal glass and downed by dry lips.
Itachi Uchiha leaves destruction and death in his wake as the stone-faced son of a Yakuza King. With more power and influence at his fingertips than a man should have. He commands armies of warriors to fight his battles, but still finds the feeling of a face breaking underneath his fists pleasing.
"Anything?" His cousin drawls, cigarette hanging loosely from his lips, handing off a clean cloth to him.
He slips the brass into his pockets, wiping the blood and flesh from his skin. "The Haruno clan raises unbreakable warriors."
"An admirable quality to have," Shisui Uchiha bares his teeth, gold cap on his canine.
A quick glance back at the bloodied thing that was once called a human, Itachi Uchiha lights a cigarette. "Or stupid."
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A/N: No one asked for this, but I couldn't get it out of my head.
High-school Yakuza, starcrossed lovers AU?
IDK?
Is that a thing?
