You bumped into a tall man in all black on the sidewalk and quickly apologized, but your sorry seemed to not affect him."Ugh, fool! Do you know how fast I could kill you?" His piercing eyes seem to look right through you, but a moment later you saw a mischievous grin on his face."Don't ever touch me again." And with that, he was gone, swept up by the wave of people.

You felt bad but decided to forget about the incident. But as you were about to leave, something on the ground caught your eye. It looked like that mysterious man had dropped his phone on impact. You wanted to leave but the good civilian in you decided to go return it. It was your fault anyway.  

As you reached down and picked up the phone, it was hard to ignore a sudden feeling of danger. A sense of dread, even. But too late. Your hand was already wrapped firmly around the phone and there was no going back.

You quickly made your way into the crowd, pushing and being pushed. But the man seemed to just disappear. Finally, you spotted a glimpse of black underneath the colorful chaos. You rushed toward it and saw the man walking. But run as you might the crowd was far too large to fight. Then he took a turn into an alley where no people dared to stray, and with a fog of stupidity clouding your eyes you made the same turn into the dark alley.

The street was even emptier than expected, and with nothing to illuminate the passageway, the shadows crept in around the bend ahead of you. Your heart was pounding and it felt like your throat had gone dry, but still you forced yourself to continue onwards. The narrow passageway opened up into a larger space, the sound of muffled footsteps echoing off the walls.

"Wait, sir! Come back." You cried out

But there was no response, just a faint creak from the other end of the hallway. As you got closer, you saw a tall shadow moving away from you. His coat flapped in the breeze, his hat casting a shadow over his face, masking his expression.

As you made your way to it the same man you had run into stood right before you, his eyes filled with hatred as he snatched the phone, not even the smallest thank-you crossed his lips.

He stared you in the eyes, his grip tightening on the phone so hard his knuckles had turned white."What were you thinking? Don't ever get in my way again.""I-I'm sorry I just wanted to return your-"

"That doesn't matter. I thought I'd never have to look at your ugly face again, now go! You can't be here." 

The man's harsh words stabbed at your already guilty heart like red-hot knives. It seemed that no matter what you did, you could never escape his hatred and contempt. You quickly turned away and ran as fast as you could back out of the alley, the tears threatening to spill over at any second.

Akutagawa watched as you left and then was soon confronted by Chuuya.

Chuuya was glaring at him, his expression unreadable."Looks like someone made a new friend~," He teased, "Did you scare that civilian off? How much does she know?" he asked.

"Don't worry." The two of them walked back to the base of The Port Mafia, but Akutagawa couldn't stop thinking about this random girl and her kind actions toward him.

Despite his best efforts to forget your encounter, he found himself searching the crowds in vain for your familiar face every time he went out. And the more he thought about you, the more he began to feel something he didn't recognize. A strange feeling, like his chest was tightening up and a wave of regret washing over him.

Chuuya noticed the strange change in the man but didn't mention anything, instead, he went out to find you himself.

There you sat, an empty park bench all to yourself when your heart skipped a beat as you noticed someone standing in front of you. The park was empty and the man seemed to have come out of nowhere. He was dressed in black with a hat covering his head. you could feel your heartbeat quicken as you sat up taller, his intense gaze boring into you.

"H-Hello?"

The man stood there silently for a moment longer before speaking. His voice was cold and sharp as if he was not used to conversing with people. "What is your name," he asks in a flat tone.

"I'm Y/N L/N! Nice meeting you." You flashed him your best smile.

Despite the harshness of his voice, you couldn't help but notice that your cheerful attitude did not seem to faze him in the slightest. Something about his stoic expression intrigued you."Come with me." The man took your arm, pulling you up.

You were stunned as the man's grip tightened around your arm. Something about the way he looked at you made you feel like you were in danger, but also like there was something beneath the surface you couldn't discern."Where are we going?" You asked, but he didn't answer. He just started dragging you somewhere and you got the feeling that you might not like where you were going.

"You can call me Chuuya." The man said after a while. 'Chuuya' you thought. The man pulled you into a very very familiar alleyway and you realized that just a week ago you had met yet another strange man here, was Chuuya somehow connected to him?

You felt a shiver run down your spine as your memories of your encounter with that mysterious man came flooding back. It was the same alleyway, the same ominous feeling of foreboding. And now here he was again, standing right in front of you with wide eyes, the same man you had bumped into.

"And this is Akutagawa, you met him a while ago."

"W-what is she  doing here, Chuuya?"

You felt trapped as the two of them stared at you, their eyes sharp and unreadable. You backed away against the wall, wondering how the situation had gotten so out of control."Admit it! You wanted to see her, right~!" Chuuya spoke up, but Akutagawa just sighed, and you wondered why the two of them were speaking as if you weren't right there.

"Maybe I did." There was that sharp-looking smirk back on his face and you couldn't tell if he was joking or not. He looked at you and suddenly his cold, distant demeanor changed. He stared at you with a new intensity and you felt a strange sensation rising up inside of you.

"Chuuya, you can leave now!" Chuuya merely chuckled as he made his way back from whence he came.

As Chuuya walked away, you realized that you were stuck here alone with this man. The atmosphere was suddenly heavy with tension as if something could happen at any moment. It was a mix of the anticipation of something unknown and the undeniable feeling that something was going to happen. And for the first time, you felt something deep inside of you begin to stir.

"Y/N?" His voice was a mix of embarrassment and hope.

"Y-Yeah?"

He stood there looking at you for a long moment, his intense gaze making you feel like a deer caught in headlights. You started to feel the familiar fluttering of nerves in your belly like a million butterflies were dancing around inside you. He took a step closer as he spoke.

"I... don't hate you."

"Oh.. gee thanks." You laughed

His words caught you off-guard, and you laughed nervously. Suddenly he stepped even closer until you could feel the heat from his body pressing against yours. His breath was shallow and quick and you felt the familiar rush of excitement rise up inside of you.

You couldn't stop wondering why this man made you feel so alive. He was so different from anyone you had ever met before, and for some reason you wanted to know more about him. The air was thick with tension and you couldn't help but feel a little intimidated. You took a deep breath and then broke the silence.

"So, uh can I help you?" His cheeks got hot with embarrassment but he didn't back down.

"No- wait, I mean..." He blushed softly, looking away briefly before returning his focus to your face."I'm sorry, I don't even know why I was so angry earlier. I think... I think I was just bored and wanted to cause a little trouble," his lips curled into that familiar lopsided smile and you couldn't help but think he looked cute when he did that.

He continued to stare at you with those piercing eyes as if he couldn't look away."But now that I've met you," he paused for a moment as if searching for the right words, "I don't think I hate you."The two of you stood there in an awkward silence, unsure of what to say next, until slowly, and without even realizing it, you found yourself leaning closer to him.

Your hearts were beating so fast you could practically hear them pounding in each other's chests, your breath catching in the back of your throat. The moment seemed to hang in the air, suspended between the two of you. You could feel the heat from his body, and your fingertips began to tingle as if the electricity between you would arc and spark at any moment.

You leaned closer and before you could even think about what you were doing, your lips were touching his. The feeling of his soft lips against yours caught you off guard, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through your body. You had never felt anything like this before, and it was more than just the physical sensation.

The feeling of his lips felt so familiar in an unexpected way, almost like you had known him all along. You couldn't help but wonder why you hadn't realized it sooner.

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