The idea came from the 'Lucifer' TV show, but this is in no way a crossover or anything. I just wanted to use that hypnotism thing Lucifer does.

I honestly don't know what happened to the prompt this chapter, but by the time i realised it was far too late to turn back, oops…

Enjoy :)

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From an early age, Hajime had noticed a certain power.

He had the ability to hypnotise (for lack of a better word) anyone he wanted, to do anything he could possibly ask. That, and he could make anyone tell him the truth, no matter how innocent or dirty the question.

It all started when he was younger. He had been innocently waiting in line with his parents at the bank as a small child, when all of a sudden men dressed in black clothes and masks had burst in waving guns around, demanding money.

When one of them had approached Hajime and his parents to make them stand with the other hostages, being the innocent child he was, had talked to the masked robber.

'What do you want here, mister?'

'I… shut up kid!'

'But why are you taking everyone's money? They'll be sad.'

'I… i just, i just want to make enough money to disappear kid. Besides, the bank owners my brother, so i want to punish him before i go.'

At the time, Hajime didn't know what had happened. After the police had sorted everything out, and he and his parents had gotten home safely, his mother had asked him about it.

He didn't know what his mother was talking about, he didn't have some kind of psychic superpower… right?

The following years had proven him wrong on that point.

From the highest caliber celebrity, to the cashier at the local supermarket, he was able to 'hypnotise' anyone he wanted, to do anything he wanted. His father had skipped off somewhere in his early teens, apparently unable to handle his 'freak' son.

He'd only confided in his closest friends, the few people he knew he could trust to keep his secret.

His friend Kazuichi, he could be a bit of a dork, but was ultimately more loyal then those who knew his cowardly nature would give him credit for. He was a lot like a timid puppy. The amount of times he'd begged Hajime to make his crush Sonia go out with him was unbelievable. Now, Hajime knew the mechanic wouldn't just abuse his powers like that, he was actually very kind and supportive about it, but he could get a little desperate when it came to the blonde girl.

Chiaki was a childhood friend of his, and she had one of the most calm and comforting personalities he'd ever known. She was kind and sweet, a quiet recluse who absolutely treasured her collection of video games, but she reminded Hajime of his mother, warm and caring. She always gave advice and was always very supportive.

Lastly, was his friend Fuyuhiko. Now, you'd think telling the head of the Kuzuryu mafia you had hypnotism powers was a bad thing, and normally, you'd be right.

But Fuyuhiko was surprisingly honourable for a mafia head, him and Hajime had been blood brothers ever since high school, and the short blonde valued his friendships deeply. If you so much as scratched someone he valued enough to protect… well, Hajime honestly didn't want to know what happened to the poor soul who'd tried to kill him.

He honestly didn't mind doing the occasional favour, and using his powers to help out. Sometimes the Kuzuryu head need him to make someone confess when they were being particularly difficult. Though don't get him wrong, he wasn't just giving his powers away for every little thing. He'd made it clear that he wouldn't just mind-game people for every little thing, it had to be something important.

Fuyuhiko had made sure Hajime was both provided for and protected. He'd even helped the brunettes mother settle into a nice place of her own after her divorce from his father. No-one, not even higher-ups in the clan were told anything special about Hajime, he was simply a very close friend of Fuyuhiko's, who knew about the business but was not involved and was to be protected should anything happen. His companion Peko also knew, but Hajime accepted and understood that she was a special case.

He'd told the other he didn't have to do all this, but the blonde had simply shrugged and said.

'Even without all that mind shit, you're one of the best fuckers i've ever met. I'll be damned if i don't treat you as such.'

So now here he was, of legal age and a bartender in one of the many establishments that was owned by the Kuzuryu group (the blonde had be more then happy to set Hajime up when the brunette mentioned needing a job), and he was pretty content with his life at the moment.

He'd had this nagging feeling today, nothing major, just that subtle nagging feeling that something was either about to change, or go very wrong. It wasn't so pestering that he couldn't function, it was like a lingering thought in his mind that wouldn't go away. He'd tried to brush it off, so far with little success. However, he was still able to do his job as usual, none of his patrons -half or most of which were drunk- noticed a thing.

He was serving customers as usual, when a new stranger sat down at the bar. A cute albino male, about his age wearing a green coat, white shirt with a pattern, and black jeans with brown shoes.

"What can i get you?" He gave his usual polite customer service line.

The wobbly smile told Hajime straight away that he was probably already partially drunk, at least, he definitely didn't look sober.

From there on, between serving customers and making drinks, he made friendly conversation with the tipsy (and he'd bet his pay check the other was) young man, and so far it was just pleasant conversation.

It wasn't until later, several heavy drinks later, that Hajime decided to gently suggest the albino leave. The other didnt seem to fully understand -either that or he didnt want to- what he was saying. So with a sigh, he resigned himself to using the usual line.

"Nagito, was it?" He caught the other attention briefly, but it was long enough.

"What is it you desire most out of life?"

The other man paused, looking relaxed, the usual signs. Hajime had opened his mouth to instruct the other to return home, but was left gaping with the sentence that came out of the others lips.

"D-dont you… *hic* worry bout me… I'll home… get… somehow?"

Hajime didn't regain his senses until he fairly realised the other had stumbled out the bar door.

Hurriedly signalling his coworker to cover for him, a low level member of Fuyuhiko's group, and dashed out the back.

Immediately he was dialling Fuyuhiko's number.

"Hajime?" He was almost instantly greeted by his friends familiar voice. "Aren't you supposed to be at work right now?"

"Yeah, but…" He paused, trying to think of how to explain. "Something unusual happened."

"Some fucker didn't hurt you, did they? Cause i swear i'll-"

"No! No Fuyuhiko i'm not hurt. It's just… well… you know about my, uh, 'quirk', right?"

"Yeah… so? Did some fucker need to be put in his place?"

"Actually… the opposite, i'm not quite sure what happened."

"Hajime, you're like a brother to me… but you are making no fucking sense right now. You didn't get drugged, did you?"

"No, no i did not."

"Then what the hell happened?"

"Well, i was talking to this attractive young man my age, and we were making some nice conversation, right? At first, everything was normal. But then, later when he's drunk, i do my thing to make him go home… but it didn't work!"

"… didn't work? Did i just hear you right?"

"Yes, it didn't work, he just stumbles right on out of there like nothing ever happened. So i need a favour…"

"You want me to track this fucker, right?"

"Well yeah…"

To resist his abilities, this 'Nagito' had to be something special…

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I've noticed i seem to be spending more time on setting up the story in recent chapters. I don't think that's a bad thing, is it?

Also: i know, i know, all this waiting to not give you romance? Sorry about that, the word count was getting out of hand as it was. But trust me, we have plenty of chapters left for romance.

Cya next chapter :)

Tairulz