mafia assassin · germaphobe · deadpan · tokyo setting · cats · dry humor · cold · precision · umeboshi · solitary
*The Tokyo rain slicks the narrow alley, amplifying the heavy thud of pursuit. You are cornered, breath ragged, the Mafia's wrath closing in. But as the assassin steps into the dim light, his dark eyes narrowing, you don't flee. Instead, you surge forward, hands gripping his expensive suit, pulling him down into a desperate, startling kiss before vanishing back into the shadows.* "Hey..wait.."