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Bonten!Sanzu be like:
Tokyo revengers spoilers 255.
Lol sanzu removing the katana like raiden shogun.
I can finally rest in peace.
Edit : RINDOU'S HAIR LOOKS SO OFFFFFFF. I'll just fix it when I have the energy to do so
Second edit : uhh, here
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Sanzu x gn!reader
Sanzu and Y/N are 17-18 here.
Warning!! Y/N is a drug dealer. So drugs, guns, fights bc it’s a manga about gangs. Weed. Y/N was running away from the cops. MANGA SPOILERS. LIKE LITERALLY THE NEWEST CHAPTERS. DONT READ IF YOU HAVENT CAUGHT UP WITH THE MANGA. Also swear words.
Uhh like 1.3k words
Sanzu’s life never really had peace in it. Even when he was a child. And now all he could ever think about were blood, death, adrenaline, cigarettes and drugs. But there was you. There was always you he could find peace in.
Wind caresses your face as you look at the tall abandoned building in front of you. Sanzu always called you at the most awkward and worst moments. Just twenty minutes ago you were running away from the police, the cops tailing right behind you. Luckily you knew your way around, spending your time in the streets of Tokyo more than your own home. So it was easy to outsmart the cops and get back to your small and lonely apartment. But before you could close your eyes and calm down from all of the adrenaline, maybe even smoke a blunt, your phone vibrated informing you about a message.
Sighing, you put your car keys into your pocket and enter the building. It was eerily quiet, but Sanzu was never a loud person. He was a trouble maker, that’s for sure, but with you he could chill out and relax for a minute. He never said it out loud, but you were his safe space. You climb the cement stairs and reach the roof. Sanzu was laying on the floor, looking up to the stars. There was a blanket put on the floor and you noticed his hair was all messy and not tied up. Without saying a word you lie down next to him and also take a look at the sky. The stars were shining brightly and it was a full moon.
“Rough day?” You ask and sit up, stretching your arms. Sanzu had a couple of bruises on his face, you noticed. A frown forms on your face as you try to identify what caused them. It didn’t look like they were formed because of a fist.
“Yeah. The battle of the Three Deities happened today.” He takes a puff from the cigarette, laying between two of his long fingers which were littered with little scars.
“Hm..” you nod. “Man, that’s fucked up. Wasn’t it supposed to happen later on?” You shake your head and take out a blunt out of your pocket and put it in your mouth. “How was it?”
“We won.” He smirks. “South is dead. Fucker got killed by Mikey.” A quiet ‘ah’ leaves your mouth and you let out a content sigh after finding the black lighter you carried around in the pocket of your jacket. “Rokuhara Tandai belongs to Mikey now. Brahman lost to South and then disbanded in the end to make Mikey spare Takemitchy.” He stops looking at the stars and glances at your now sitting figure. “How have you been? Haven’t seen you in a while.”
“The usual. Selling drugs, tryin’ to make money.” You take a hit from the blut and look at Sanzu’s eyes. “I like your eyes.” You squint a bit. “They’re a pretty colour. ‘M jealous.”
The first time you met Sanzu was a complete accident. You were walking back home after a “meeting” with a client. He bought a lot of your shit and you were glad. You finally had the money for the car you wanted to buy for a while now. Though your peaceful walk was interrupted soon. Yelling could be heard from around the corner. You were never the one to think too much about the consequences of your actions and lived in the moment. So without even thinking you took a peek at what was happening. A tall guy with pink hair was backed into a wall and there was a knife pressed to his neck. The guy holding the knife looked pretty beat up. The tall dude could easily kick him away,but the knife was too close to his throat and it would leave a serious cut. One thing lead to another and your gun was pressed to the man’s head, making him drop the knife. Sanzu beat up the man and then introduced himself to you. And that was the start of your friendship.
“Whatever.” Sanzu let’s out a quiet noise of dissaproval and looks back at the sky. Though his ears were now a burning red colour. He was glad it was dark, otherwise you would’ve noticed how your comment made him feel. He was beating himself up for letting himself fall for you. Neither of you lived safe lives, putting yourselves in danger every day. And not only that, you were like a distraction for him. Always on his mind. He couldn’t disappoint Mikey by not concentrating on his work. People were also getting curious on why he spent so much time with you. He didn’t want to put you in more danger, the fear of other gangs attacking you clouded his mind. So he used the only excuse he could ever think of. You were a drug dealer and he was a drug addict. He needed you to provide him with drugs and you needed him for money.
“You okay?” You tilt your head to the side, while blowing out pretty white smoke out of your parted lips. And Sanzu swears he never wanted anything more than to grab your face and kiss you. Buy instead he just let’s out a quiet hum and nods. “Can I ask you a personal question, Haru?” His heart starts beating faster when he hears the nickname. He sits up and throws away the butt of the cigarette.
“Sure. What is it?”
“How did you get those scars?” You take another hit from the blunt and move closer to Sanzu. When your shoulders touch, you lower your body slightly and put your head on his shoulder. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t wanna. I respect you and care about you. I don’t wanna be the reason why you’re uncomfortable.”
If it were anybody else, Sanzu would’ve beaten them up until they were unconscious for asking that question. No one, other than the three people that were there with him on that terrible day, knew how or why he had those scars on his face. Sometimes he wondered if taking off the mask Mucho gave him was a mistake. It did hide them and less people stared at him whenever he would try to do normal daily tasks.
“You’re tense. ‘M sorry, Haru. It’s my fault.” With your free hand you start playing with his hair. Sanzu hesitantly raises his own hand and slowly takes the blunt from between your lips and brings it near his mouth. He inhaled the smoke and you couldn’t do anything else other than stare at his pretty face, while he was exhaling it.
“Mikey.” He whispers. You raise a brow and move your head away from his shoulder. Sanzu let’s out a disappointed whine as you do that. “All I can and want to say, is that it was Mikey.” He can see the confusion paint your face. Then shock. Hurt. And lastly anger. Though you understand that it’s not your place to tell Sanzu to leave that son of a bitch named Mikey and run away with you. “I regret a lot of things in life y’know?” He slightly changes the topic of the conversation.
“Yeah?” You look back at the stars. “Like what?” You hear a sigh leave his lips.
“A lot of things I can’t even talk about. My family. Mikey. Mucho. You.” He let’s out a shaky breath and looks at you. He was looking at you like he was trying to remember every single detail about you and your body.
“Mucho?” You let out a surprised squeal. “Man I don’t remember the last time I heard his name.. It’s sad. He was a great guy. I wonder who did that to him.” You tilt your head to the side and look back at Sanzu. “Also me? What do you regret about me?”
“Meeting you.” His answer made your heart hurt. “You.. Shit. You do things to me. I hate it.” He throws the blunt he was holding to the side and grabs your face. “Fuck you, (Y/N).” He brings your face closer to him and his lips meet yours.