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A Game of Tag

Warnings: Mature Writing

The cool Tokyo breeze hit your face as you walked casually to the area that had just lit up mere seconds ago, signaling a new game was ready to be played.

Your visa was far from expiring, in fact you had just played a game yesterday, but you grew bored and made up your mind to come here.

When you approached the arena it seemed to be a building of some sort. You took a deep breath before walking through the zone and heard it chime.

You picked up a phone and held it in your hand as you carefully made your way over to the waiting area.

Scanning the room, you could see there were already a few people there waiting to play. Some looked scared others were anticipating the thrill of it all. You didn't know which category you exactly fit in out of the two.

Most times you were excited to play, after all these games made you feel more alive than you ever did back home, but the fear lingered in the deepest pit of your stomach. You could die at any given time here. Life didn't matter.

You snapped out of your thoughts when the woman over the intercom began to speak. "The game you will be playing tonight is..." The lifeless voiced paused. "A Game of Tag"

"Difficulty is five of Spades."

You smiled slightly as memories of your childhood began to flood your mind. The good times when you would run around with your friends all day without a care in the world. Playing children's games until your parents would call you inside for dinner time.

"Rule"

You sighed.

"Avoid the tagger, and find the safe zone within the apartment building."

You heard laughter infront of you. Looking up you noticed it was two men. One whispering in the others ear as he grinned widely.

"You will have twenty minutes to complete this."

The countdown began, it was six o clock on the dot and you had five minutes to prepare yourself. You sighed as you bent over to tie your shoe that had somehow came undone.

"Pretty easy right?" A voice spoke out from behind you. You jumped up startled.

Turning around, you were met with a man. His eyes were dark and slim, lips were thin, and he had medium length blonde hair.

You looked at him as if he was crazy.

"Oh sorry.." He paused before a grin spread across his face.

"Didn't mean to scare you."

You raised a brow skeptical. Why was he talking to you out of everyone here?

"No, it's fine." You said nonchalantly, almost as nonchalant as the way he held his hands in his pockets and leaned on his heels ever so slightly.

It was silent for a moment before he spoke again.

"What do you say we help eachother out on this game?"

Your breath hitched.

Was this some sort of set up?

"Sorry but i work alone." You responded calmly.

You shrugged him off as you began to walk towards the steps of the building. If you were gonna win this you had to get this mystery man out of your mind.

He was intoxicating for some weird reason, like a drug you had an addiction to.

As you thought about that your mind wandered to his features. That handsome face with the dark eyes. His lips that were slightly chapped but not enough to be unattractive.

Then your mind began to drift other places. You thought about how his slender fingers might feel inside of you or even how he might taste below the belt.

Quickly the timer ended and you snapped back into reality.

You cleared your mind of the sinful thoughts and replaced them with chants of,

"Get your head in the game Y/n."

3...2...1

"Goodluck !" The womans voice chimed out and with that the game commenced.

You couldn't help but to steal a few glances at the man behind you before running up the stairs of the apartment building.

Secretly you hoped he would be okay.

~ Fast Forward ~

You were running through the halls swiftly dodging any bullets that came your way. What felt like forever had really only been about a couple minutes at most.

As you pulled on each door none of them would budge. You were beginning to lose hope, most had already died from the shooter.

He was ruthless, wearing a horse mask to shield his identity. Anyone who crossed paths with him would be gunned down instantly.

You tried to devise a plan. Maybe you could sneak up tackle him steal the gun? No to risky to do alone. You would just have to complete the game somehow.

Lost in thought, you hadn't realized the gunman walking out infront of you. He appeared ever so menacingly. As he raised his gun you audibly gasped, ducking just in time for the bullet to miss your skull.

He charged towards you. Thinking quick on your feet, you jumped off the side of the walkway and grabbed onto the railing. You were on the 8th floor and as you dangled the adrenaline began to kick in.

"Fuck."

He tried to shoot but you dodged it again hanging onto the railing with one hand. You carefully pulled yourself up with all the strength you had, latching yourself onto the drain pipe and began to climb. Suddenly someone else caught his attention on the previous floor and he gunned them down, immediately forgetting about you.

When you reached the ninth floor you began to tug on doors again hoping and praying any of them would open. Slowly you put your hands on the railing and hung your head low. The sound of screams and gunshots filled your ears.

You felt eyes on you from somewhere, burning into your shut ones. Lifting your head and opening your eyes you realized it was the boy from the waiting area. He smiled and waved to you in a funny way but somehow it was cute.

How could someone possibly be happy in a time like this.

He was standing at the edge of the building, arms leaning over the rail. A smug look was wiped across his face as if he was taunting you. Daring you to come closer.

Suddenly you felt an urge. It was irresistible. It's like your feet began to move before your brain could process what you were really doing. You would never ask anyone for help in a game or go to anyone for comfort but for some reason that was all you wanted from him right now.

Your feet made quick work of walking around the bend of the hallway and over to him. Once you stood face to face he smiled knowingly.

"So let me guess" He paused. "You finally realized this game is about teamwork afterall and you want my help?"

You rolled your eyes suddenly as if snapping out of a trance.

"We have ten minutes to find this room without getting caught by the tagger." You cross your arms, sizing him up. "And from the looks of it, i don't think you're in a good position yourself."

It fell silent for a moment to long then gunshots rang out again causing you to jump.

He smirked.

"Don't be frightened, i've got you now."

You let out a shaky breath instinctively backing away from him a bit.

"What's your name?"

He filled in the gap, taking another step closer.

"Name's Chishiya, how bout you doll?"

Your mind was clouded as you stared down at the cement. How could being this close to him have such an effect on you.

He could sense your nervousness and it only made him enjoy messing with you more.

"My name is Y/n."

He smiled a real genuine one.

"Lovely name."

As he stood up straight you finally began to look up at him. He was gorgeous to say the least. You shouldn't have been thinking this way about someone you just met but it was so hard not to when he looked that damn good.

"You do know it's rude to stare, where are your manners Y/n?" He spoke in a playfully offended tone.

A small heat crept up inside, but you didn't let it show as you turned away from him.

"Sorry."

After a moment you shook it off and refocused your attention back on the game.

"Look, if were going to work together we need to focus on the game makers point of view somehow we need to outsmart the horse face guy."

He laughed at the name you had given the guman.

"Okay let's talk strategy then." He smirked.

You had a feeling this would not end well.

~ Fast Forward ~

Eventually you figured out that the safe zone was one of the rooms on the fourth floor. For some reason the tagger had not been guarding it.

As you opened the door there were two buttons a distance away that you noticed had to be pressed simultaneously. For what though?

Suddenly another tagger had jumped out infront you both. His friend arrived behind shortly after. They tried to shoot but you both dodged it and ran past making sure to kick one in the back.

You could think now seeing as Chishiya was buying some time with a handmade stun gun.

Looking down you noticed wires and cords strung together and suddenly it clicked.

It was a bomb.

Suddenly a girl was climbing through the window and you each gave eachother a knowing look.

Three men ran in after her and two of them slammed their hand down onto the buttons.

The game concluded with a second to spare.

"Congratulations, Game Cleared." The woman's monotone voice rang out from the phone.

Letting out a sigh of relief, you suddenly remembered Chishiya.

You looked all around the room but he was nowhere to be found. The only trace of him was the stun gun slung across the ground next to the now deceased taggers.

Running out the room you could see him sitting against the wall. He was hurt clearly.

His face was all bruised and he was holding onto his stomach tightly. You assumed they had beaten him up bad in an attempt to make him leave them be so they could finish off the game.

You sat next to him examining his wounds closely. As you touched his face he winced slightly in pain.

"I'm sorry are you okay?"

There goes that same stupid smirk of his.

"All good here don't worry about me." He winked as he tried to stand but fell backwards onto the wall and hit his head.

You couldn't help but giggle, quickly cupping a hand over your face to act shocked.

He looked fake hurt as he placed a hand over his heart.

"Wow so were making fun of the injured now?"

You paused for a moment.

"No i was just surprised, for such a tough front you're kinda weak."

He smiled.

"Oh just wait till i heal up."

You rolled your eyes playfully in return while wrapping his arms around you and lifting him up.

"Thanks for helping me Chishiya." You spoke calmly

He laughed. "I should be thanking you."

It was silent as you walked out of the arena with his arms thrown across your shoulders. A sudden wave of excitement washed over you.

Maybe this would be the start of something amazing here a new chapter to your life.

A reason to keep living even?

Your thoughts had stopped as you heard a car engine directly infront of you.

Headlights flashed into your eyes almost blinding, you hadn't seen an actual working car since you left the real world.

Knowing you couldn't leave and Chishiya was to weak to do anything panic set in. He looked less worried which maybe was a good sign?

Two men stepped out and Chishiya looked up to you grinning like the cheshire cat. The headlights on his face made his features look almost ethereal. If it hadn't been for this situation and the way he was oddly smiling, you would have thought he was hot.

"Chishiya what's going-"

Everything went dark as you felt something being tied over your head. The weight of Chishiya on your shoulder disappeared suddenly. You fought as hard as you possibly could to get away but it was no use someone was holding you.

"Please stop this !"

You begged.

"I'm sorry i'll give you whatever you want just let me go !"

You yelled.

"Someone help me please anyone !"

You screamed.

To your demise no one answered.

"No this isn't how I die." You thought to yourself.

Your vision began to get blurry as tears streamed down your face and suddenly you were falling.

Exhaustion had taken over your body finally and you gave in as everything went black.