(adj) (of a space) restricted in area or volume; cramped

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Crash! Clang!

Y/n's eyes snapped opened when the walls around him crashed into other cargo loudly and annoyingly. He took in his surroundings but was only met with a dark void. There was no light, not even a single crack to let in the light from the outside.

Y/n tried to yell out and move but he couldn't. He had a mouthguard on, restricting his speech, and when he looked down his hands were chained to the floor of the cargo, he was in. He was leaning on the wall of the cargo as he tried to think of a way to get out.

However, in the middle of his thoughts, Y/n heard static in front of him. He heaved as he sat up, glaring at a mysterious box that he could sense was in front of him. Suddenly, a screen flashed on. Y/n squinted his eyes at the sudden light as he came face to face with a static filled monitor.

"Hell... Hell...o? Hello, hello?" A distorted voice spoke from the other side.

Y/n narrowed his eyes as he lowered his chin in caution.

"Ah~ Seems like everything is working now." The voice's tone was pleased with the outcome. The screen finally cleared. "Hello, L/n Y/n," Mori said as his fingers were crossed under his chin as he stared right at the camera.

Y/n stared for a moment. He blinked then raised a brow at the man in the screen. With the amount of paperwork Y/n works with every day, he didn't have time to focus on only a certain handful of people. In fact, Y/n doesn't even recognize who or what type of person was being shown to him. He tilted his head slightly.

Mori gave Y/n a close eyed smile through the screen, being able to see every move that Y/n makes at the moment. "Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Ogai Mori, the leader of the Port Mafia, dear doll. How are you feeling right now? I'm sure being kidnapped and thrown into here wouldn't be comfortable. I apologize for such a forceful approach, but I had to take my chances as soon as I saw it.

"Oh wait, you cannot answer my questions. Here, doll, how about I get rid of that mouthguard for you." Mori's hand went off screen and it seems to press a button.

A hissing sound was heard and the mouthguard on Y/n's lower face huffed out puffs of air as it fell to the ground. Y/n was able to take in a deep breath as he hung his head low from the sudden freedom he was given. He panted lightly, taking in as much fresh air as possible since he was inhaling metal scent the whole time.

Mori's look softened at Y/n's state. "Oh~ Look at you," he cooed. "You will make a perfect subordinate, doll."

"So... what are you going to do with me, Mister Devil?" Y/n questioned as he looked up at the screen in front of him.

"'Mister Devil'?"

Y/n chuckled lightly. "You called me 'doll' I get to give you a nickname as well."

"Very well," Mori said with a smile of fondness. "As to your question... I want you to be my... 'acquaintance' for the Mafia. I have been monitoring you. For over the past few years you've been in Japan I have noticed your ongoing, and still rising, trend of your succussion. I want that. So, I want you to join that Mafia, especially because of your unique 'ability', if you can even call it that."

Y/n stares at Mori for a moment longer, letting Mori's words sink into his head. If he was to join the Mafia, he would be paid more, he would technically have more time to laze around if he wanted to, and he would be able to see a certain redhead again. Y/n has been wanting to thank him for trying to save him from the train bombing incident.

However, if Y/n were to stay with the Agency, he would still be paid the same with the same consequences, he would still be a target for many people, he would have to do all of the paperwork again, and he would have to work overtime once again.

For a moment... Y/n really thought about joining the Mafia. Until he didn't.

"Pfft~! Ahahaha~" Y/n laughed, tilting his head back as his shoulders shook. "Oh, that's hilarious, Mister Devil~ Hahaha!"

"You find humor in my invitation?" Mori questioned.

Y/n laughed as he looked at Mori with a tear pricking his eye. "Ahaha~ Mister Devil, you wouldn't even last thirty minutes with me."

Mori's smile dropped for a moment as he lifted his head up from the back of his hands. "Excuse me?" He had picked up on the suggestive joke but wasn't too sure on what to make of it.

"What I'm saying..." Y/n calmed as he smiled. "...if you were watching me for so long..." He stuck out his tongue. "...you should've known to not put me in a dark room~"

Mori's eyes widened for a moment before the screen cut out. A loud crash was heard as the monitor was thrown to the side. Y/n smirked as he stood up, his hands free and the chains that once confined him were broken and shattered on the ground.

'Now...' Y/n thought to himself as (f/c) dark matter covered every corner of the cargo he was in. '...let's go make sure that Atsushi and Kyoka are alright.'

On the outside of the cargo, the walls of it began to expand. The poles and bolts holding the cargo together bent and popped until suddenly it couldn't contain anything anymore. The cargo exploded into (f/c) darkness, letting the surrounding cargo fly off. It sprouts up to the air, almost like a beacon of lightning.

'Much better. It was getting stuffy in there.'

Atsushi was crouching on the ground as he was holding a passed-out Kyoka delicately with his tiger claw-like hands. He glared at the dark figure in front of him. Akutagawa, the dark figure, puffed out his chest in pride as he too glared back at Atsushi.

A loud explosion was heard, shaking the boat they were on. At the sudden sound, both Atsushi and Akutagawa looked to where it was coming from. Their eyes widened seeing the (f/c) dark matter in the air before it turned into ashes and went away. They both knew who it belonged to; someone they didn't even know was on the same boat with them.

Both Akutagawa and Atsushi glanced at each other for a moment before they both started running towards where the (f/c) darkness was. However, Atsushi skidded to a stop for a moment, remembering that he has Kyoka to take care of. He rushed back to Kyoka and then went to the edge of the boat, seeing Kunikida not too far away on a much small boat.

"Mr. Kunikida!" Atsushi shouted as he held Kyoka in his arms.

"Atsushi!" Kunikida shouted back as he drove nearer to the edge where the tiger was. "Jump down when you still can!!"

Atsushi shook his head. "No, I can't!"

Kunikida suddenly irked for a moment. "What do you mean 'you can't'??" His eyes suddenly widened when Kyoka's limp body was suddenly thrown at him. "HOLY-?!" Kunikida caught Kyoka and held her close as he looked up at Atsushi in shock. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

"Y/n is still here, he's here on the ship!!" Atsushi yelled. "Akutagawa is after him I have to help! Take care of Kyoka for me!!" He gave Kunikida a rushed wave as he was sprinting to where Y/n would be, hoping to god that Akutagawa have not found him.

"What?! Atsu-!!" Kunikida was cut off by an explosion happening not too far away from the last.

"Y/N!" Atsushi shouted in fear as the explosion rocked the boat terribly. 'Please be okay!'

Meanwhile, Y/n was fine. In fact, he was completely unscathed. However, he stood still, very still as a sharp piece of black cloth was pointed right at his neck. He stared ahead of him as Akutagawa had got to him first.

Akutagawa glared heavily at Y/n as Rashomon was being used to stop the sharp metal embedded with (f/c) darkness from hitting his head. He stood still, very still as if one wrong move and both him and Y/n would die right here, because of their abilities pointed at a vital spot.

"Oh, Akutagawa, was it?" Y/n spoke finally. He smiled. "It's nice to see you again." He lowered the sharp metal as Akutagawa followed suit with Rashomon. "You were not going to kill me?"

"L/n...-"

"Please call me Y/n, I'm not one for formalities."

Akutagawa blinked for a moment before scoffing. "Y/n then... I have no need to kill you, nor am I obligated to. I do not want to fight you because you are a vital player for the Mafia, and having you die is not ideal."

"So, I have been told..." Y/n trailed off.

Y/n and Akutagawa stared at each other for a moment. However, when that moment went by, Y/n's stance seemed to relax. At the relaxed posture, Akutagawa was surprised as he narrowed his eyes at Y/n. Y/n's eyes were covered once again so Akutagawa couldn't tell what Y/n was feeling.

Y/n shifted his weight to one leg as he put his hands in his pockets. "You know, we're not that different from each other, Akutagawa."

Akutagawa's eyes widened for a moment. "What...?" He breathed out silently.

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