Requested by YumeAira hope it was fluffy.

You watched from afar as Akutagawa slaughtered some more men, who were apparently working for the "Guild," with his ability Rashomon. Ever since this war started it has been nothing but chaos for the Mafia. You joined the organization when they founded you, close to dying after an accident that you barely remember. The only reason they had any interest in you was because of your ability, Vertical Timline. You have the ability to predict future events accurately, like some sort of clairvoyance, and even project it for people to see.

There are some catches though, your mind has to be void of any thought, so you usually meditate before you project the vision. Also it's hard to determine the time the event will happen, it could be 10 minutes, 20 minutes, or even an hour before it actually happens. The vision usually lasts for a minute before you have to stop, otherwise you would end up with a large migraine. But that doesn't stop the Mafia from pushing you until your limits, you once ended up unconscious at one time. One person acknowledged your special ability, and has kept you as an assistant of some sorts to this day. That man was the notorious, frightening man Akutagawa Ryunnosuke.

You had mixed feelings about him. He was a cruel man, who would always take care of his jobs in the most grotesque way possible. Also he would always yell at you or your senior  Higuchi with this look in his eyes that you just couldn't understand. But the more you worked for him, the more you felt the need to please him, protect him, and something more. He definitely felt like a black hole for you.

"(L/n)." He called you making you stand firm.
"We're done here. You should contact back to Higuchi, and head back to the Mafia for the time being." He said.

"Are you coming back too?" You asked. His back was towards you as he remained quiet at your question.

"There's something else I need to take care of." He said before sprinting off in another direction. You wanted to call to him, but your voice caught in your throat. You got your earpiece to contact Higuchi.
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You were waiting around for Akutagawa while you typed on one of the available computers. It was late, and your anxiety increased as the time ticked by. You could've used you ability to predict when he would come back, but that would seem like a waste. Akutagawa always told you to not use your ability for trivial things, and you always obeyed his command. You finally felt a drowsy feeling take over you as you finally fell into a deep sleep on the desk.

Akutagawa walked into the office way more frustrated than usual. His past kept haunting him, those words said by that man. They keep echoing in his brain like an annoying soundtrack. He wanted to prove him wrong, to show he was stronger than HIM. As Akutagawa walked into the office he caught sight of your figure fast asleep on the desk. He gave a hard gaze as he walked up close to your sleeping form.

"Akutagawa-san..." You mumbled. His eyes widened as his ears caught his name resonating from your voice.
"Idiot...Akutagawa-san...come back safely." You continued to prattle in your sleep. Akutagawa felt this foreign feeling invade him as he heard your concern. For the first time his blank, hardened gaze softened into something more...human and innocent. Very rare amongst one of the most powerful members of the Mafia. This clashed with all the darkness he held within him, although it only lasted for a second.

He threw away the feeling in an instant as his gaze hardened once more, no, it was too late he already gave himself to the darkness. But that didn't mean he wanted to leave you there, the darkness said to leave you there, but the tiny light beckoned to take you in his embrace. For once he actually listened to the tiny light. He carefully picked you up in his arms, being wary of waking you up, and carried you out of the office. You shuffled in his arms as you fixed yourself unconsciously, a minuscule smile appeared on your face as somehow, you felt a familiar presence.
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The next day, the Mafia had gotten orders from the head of a wide scale mission. To kidnap the person by the name of Nakajima Atsushi, the one who held the ability Beast Underneath the Moon, and worked with the Armed Detective Agency. You didn't know much about the Armed Detective Agency, but you knew they were a force against the Mafia so you took it upon yourself to fight against them. You and Akutagawa remained hidden in an alleyway

"Now (L/n) use your ability." Akutagawa ordered.

"Yes sir." You said. You sat on the concrete, in a meditation position. You took a deep breath closing your eyes, in an attempt to clear your mind. Your mind turned into a field of white, and you activated your ability with your eyes glowing a bright white light. You predicted that two figures, a woman and also a boy near the port area. Then you saw how they engaged in combat, the woman using a big saw and the boy morphing into a tiger.

"That's him, the tiger." Akutagawa said.
Finally you saw another figure...a man, in a trench coat. Akutagawa glared at the projection as his past was starting to creep on him again. You finally felt the toll of your ability creep up on you as you felt nauseous. The projection stopped as you collapsed on the ground.

"(L/n)?" Akutagawa saw you on the ground in a panting mess. He looked at you slightly concerned, but shook it off once he remembered the vision. He forced you stand up, and gripped your shoulders hard.

"(L/n), I need you to activate it again." He said sternly.

"B-But..why? I might pass out if I use it again." You said a little weak.

"I don't care just do it again!" He shouted at you. He looked so angry that it frightened you. But you didn't want to dishearten him so you mustered all of your strength, and protected the future vision. For a minute it showed the man in the trench coat walking around the area near the Mafia, and then Akutagawa appeared in the picture as they engaged in combat. Your body could take no more as you fell to the ground unconscious.

Akutagawa sense of self snapped away from the darkness as he saw your unconscious form on the ground. He didn't know why he was so concerned. He could just call Higuchi to come get you. He needed to complete this job, and he needed to meet with HIM again. But the sight of you in pain caused this unknown feeling to swirl within him again. The light flickered within the darkness fighting against the black hole of his heart. He grit his teeth as he searched for his phone, he called up Higuchi.

"Higuchi, I need your help here. (L/n) passed out again." He said. He ended the call as he looked upon your form again. He waited with you until Higuchi came up until he finally headed off with his one goal in mind.
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You groaned as a bright light invaded your vision, blinding you.
"W-Wha?" You mumbled. Your eyes darted in each direction as a familiar set of white walls appeared.

"I'm in the medical ward again. It's been a while." You mumbled. The door to your room opened as Higuchi stepped in.

"Higuchi-senpai." You said nodding your head.

"(L/n), how're you feeling?" She asked.

"Like crap, my headache is back." You said rubbing your temple.
"It makes sense, you pushed yourself using your ability again." Higuchi said. You faced down as you gripped the blankets.

"Where's Akutagawa-san?" You asked.

"He's still out fulfilling the mission, we don't know when he'll come back." Higuchi explained. She saw your disheartened expression as she sighed as pat your head.

"You should rest for now, you won't know when the Mafia will need you again." She said.
You smiled at her, "Thank you Higuchi-senpai." You laid down on the bed as your thoughts lulled you to sleep.
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A few hours later, you were lying in bed as you already awoken from sleep. You heard the door open again, and thought Higuchi had come to see you again.
"Higuchi-senpai wh-" Your breath hitched when you saw who it was.

"Akutagawa-san?" You mumbled. He gave you one or his blank looks again, but this one felt different.

"How're you feeling?" He asked as he took a seat next to your bed.
"U-Uh I'm much better than I was before." You said with a familiar feeling of heat rushing to your head. He just kept staring at you with blank eyes.

"Akutagawa-san, are you ok? How'd the mission go?" You asked.

"Mission failed." He said simply as he glared out the window. There was a certain emotion that radiated off of him often. Whenever the Armed Detective Agency was involved he had an angry passion, you never asked why though.

"Um, Akutagawa-san not to be rude but why are you here?" You asked. His whole process of thinking stopped at this question. Why was he here? He never cared about his subordinates to come and visit them in a medical ward whenever they got injured. But you were a special exception, for some reason he wanted to see you. The little speck of light flickered again in the surrounding darkness as he peered at you confused face.

"I...don't know." He said. Your eyes widened slightly at his confused tone, usually he was always so monotone.

"I...wanted to visit you for some odd reason, it makes me confused." He admitted.

You smiled as you gazed down, "I'm happy to hear that. Because guess what Akutagawa-san?" You asked. He slowly faced you, but you decided to perform a bold move as you pressed your lips firmly against his.

His whole world froze at this action. It felt wrong yet it felt right. He was supposed to drown in the darkness, become a servant to it until his entire mind was shrouded. But somehow this tiny flicker of light, you, created something much more enlightening than the darkness. To his surprise he was starting to like it. He kissed back at full force, confusing himself more and more, and he took a step further as he shoved his tongue in his mouth. The two of you melded together in one action of passion.

You two parted panting slightly as a gaze filled with mixed emotions stayed between you two.

"I love you, Akutagawa-san. Ever since you took me in. Even if it's wrong I love you." You confessed.

Love? What was that? He thought to himself. That old trivial feeling people felt when they find a significant other? He didn't need some nonsense like that, and yet he felt himself slowly but surely accepting that gesture of love. Something that went against his own goals, way of thinking, his darkeness.

You hugged him, "Even if you push me away. I'll come back because I love you, because you're like a black hole after all." You said softly.