note from your lovely author: i wasn't really sure who to do the first x reader with, so i just went with fuyuhiko since i like him and i guess hes an over all 'okay' character for me to start as. i hope i stuck to a reasonable fuyuhiko for all you fuyuhiko fans, as i wasn't really sure how aggressive i should make him but without further ado, please enjoy!!

WARNINGS: other than cussing, there really isn't anything bad. there is a soft kiss at the end though uwu

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the last thing you wanted to do today was hang out with the ultimate yakuza, or the ultimate 'mafia boss meanie' as you decided to call him. he was always grumpy, rude to everyone, and only cared about that girl peko pekoyama, and it definitely didn't make you jealous. you didn't want to bump into him and find out an embarrassing secret of his, and then cooperate with him. and 100% you didn't want to end up hiding the whole day away like stupid kids while eating sweets. however, thats exactly what you did.

it all started when you were hungry. yep. hungry. most everyone offered you to join them for breakfast, cooked by the ultimate cook... or uh, chef. now you didn't want to pass up some good food cooked by the one and only, but you weren't looking for breakfast. you were looking for candy, something sweet. something that outta give you cavities but it doesn't for some reason. thats when you set out for the rocketpunch market. apparently that place had everything, and you trusted it!

you looked behind, kinda feeling guilty about leaving your friends behind, but you shook that thought away and licked the inside of your mouth. it tasted dry and unflavored, and just the thought of something sweet made your mouth water. you smiled, stuffing your hands in the pocket of your shorts and walking into the market. the doors automatically opened for you, the bright lights of the market greeted you. until you saw a familiar figure stepping on his toes trying to reach something.

"fuyuhiko?" you called out

the boy, fuyuhiko, jumped and turned to look at you. his eyes were wide and his face turned pale. "god damnit! don't fucking scare me like that!" he yelled, and awkwardly tried to play it off and look at other things. you couldn't help but laugh at the short boy.

"pfft, you need a step stool, little man?" you teased, walking into the isle he was in to see what he was reaching. your eyes landed on a bag that was almost off the top, about to fall. "dough cookies? you like these too?" you asked, turning to see fuyuhiko looking at bread. "wow that bread sure does look more appetizing than these dough cookies, i don't know about you but man i think i'm gonna take these all and hoard them in my room." you said sarcastically with full intent to make him mad.

"wait what you can't do that leave some for m-" he paused. "peko! peko likes those friend dough cookies and i need to get her some!" he tried to grab one of the bags out of your hands with one quick swipe. he failed.

with a stupid smirk on your face, you lifted up the bags and taunted him. "i'll let you have one if you can reach it, little mafia man!" you shook the bags and watched as his face turned red. the anger in his eyes was almost hilarious, and it almost made up for being a bitch all those other times.

"stop being such a cunt and give me one of the bags, (y/n)!" he yelled, still desperately trying to get one of the bags. "o-or i'll murder you!"

"fine. it's obvious you won't reach them." and then you lowered the bags like, 1cm down. "try it now!"

fuyuhiko sighed, and then unbuttoned his shirt. you were confused. he started digging in his shirt and with one swift move his hand launched at your neck. with a normal human instinct you dropped the bags and fell backwards, whining like a coward, which you were. even though you teased almost everyone, anything sharp wasn't good. you backed into a wall and pressed your knees to your chest, just waiting to feel a drip of warm blood trickle down your neck.

"woah woah woah.... hey (y/n) calm down!! i-i really don't have a knife.... it was fake!" he said with full worry. he actually meant it. you looked up, brushing a few strands of hair from your face to see fuyuhiko with a scared expression, hovering over you.

"you st-stupid idiot!! you don't do that, especially over some god damn cookies you dummy!" you yelled, tears starting to welp in your eyes. a small joke turned a bit too dark to your liking. you looked up to fuyuhiko's eyes to see them full of worry and fear.

"yea well-!" he started to respond until he knew it was useless. there was a small bit of silence until you noticed fuyuhiko moving back. with a sigh you pressed your face against your knees and waited. a soft grunt came from beside you. "hey wuss, you want some?"

you looked over to fuyuhiko, who was holding one of the bags of cookies for the both of them. he looked sad. not even just scared or worried or full of fear. just sad and guilty. with a small smile, he looked to you with a face that could make anyone blush. "do you uh... want to eat them? i'm sorry for scaring you like that." he opened the bag and handed you one of the sweets. you didn't realize how hungry you were until you ate one of the cookies. you scarfed it down and sighed, "goshhhhhhhh that taste so good, no wonder even you like these fuyuhiko."

fuyuhiko blushed a bit. "yea i guess."

"shouldn't you save some for peko though?"

"peko? why?"

"you said you were here for peko earlier..."

"wha?? oh! yea... uh.... that was a lie, if your tiny brain didn't catch onto it."

you gasped and punched his arm playfully. "awe shut up stupid. it's odd to see a guy as 'mean' as you who likes sweets though."

"yea, thats why i tried to hide it, until you came along." he grabbed another handful of the cookies and gave them to you.

"eh, thats not that bad. especially compared to some of these other people." you smirked, thinking about some of what you found about the others. you couldn't help but snicker at the thought.

"yea, i guess. it just doesn't lead up to the huge group i'm apart. peko is the only other person who knows." and with the mention of peko in a decent way, your smile turned fake. you weren't..... jealous .... you just didn't like peko much. "whats the matter (y/n)?"

"oh! nothing! i was just thinking..." you sighed, feeling like a stupid anime character. "so uh, whats you relationship with peko?" wow that probably sounded rude.

fuyuhiko looked confused himself, until his face softened down a bit. he probably realized what you were thinking. "jealous huh?"

"okay i'm!! i'm not jealous. you just... talk about her. alot." you sighed, feeling embarassed. "anyway uh, do you know what time it is...?"

wow that basically fucked the mood am i right?

fuyuhiko sighed. "you are one odd person you know that (y/n)?" he said sternly, but his voice was shaking. you suddenly felt a warm touch on your hand. looking down you saw fuyuhiko's hand on yours. his head was turned away, but you could see the pink tint to his face. you didn't make any comments. you looked back down until fuyuhiko's other hand was pushing your face closer to his. "i'm not sorry."

and then you and him kissed. it was soft, no force or dominance. just... a kiss. you could taste the cookie on his lips, and you didn't even realize you were smiling just a little bit. he pulled away with a cute little smile. you couldn't help but just stare in awe. fuyuhiko started giggling a bit, and pressed his forehead to yours. "why am i doing this, (y/n)?" he said with a giggle.

you didn't even know. "i uh.... just... let it happen." you smiled back and pulled fuyuhiko into a hug. "this is a side of you i didn't expect to see fuyuhiko."

"i didn't even know i could even feel these feelings (y/n)." he pulled away and got up, grabbing your hand and helping you up. fuyuhiko held your hand tighter and then let it go. "it outta be pretty late in the morning you know, everyone might me worried, if they even care."

"well i'm sure they do care fuyuhiko." you elbowed him softly, wiping off your shorts and looking to the door. "maybe we should go see what their up to?"

"yea, come on." fuyuhiko nodded, rubbing his eyes and stretching. you and him both left the market, leaving your cookie mess on the floor, even though it might make usami mad.

while walking, fuyuhiko randomly asked, "so uh... are we a thing now?"

"i didn't even like you until earlier."

"same."

with a small pause, fuyuhiko stifled a laugh. "just don't tell peko-"

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HBDKSJAKHDB WOW IM ACTUALLY PROUD OF MYSELF!!! i wrote a decent fanfic for once, and it's not trashy!! i hope who ever reads this actually enjoyed it, i know i did while writing it. anything is appreciated, even your views! feel free to suggest characters also, i'll be happy to do anything for you all <3!