Ship: Hanamiya Makoto/Imayoshi Shouchi & Tanaka Ryuunosuke Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke & Haikyuu!! Major Tags: tags omitted Other Tags: tags omitted Word Count: 452 words
Serial killers AU where ImaHana hunt down Tanaka. Maybe I should stop writing crossovers. Tiny bit of sexual content.
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Tanaka looked from the man with the glasses to the man with the creepy grin, then spat at the dirt. The ropes bit deeply into his wrists, feeling so coarse and stiff that he was sure that they were poking into his skin. They’d taken no chance when they’d tied him up and Tanaka wasn’t sure his blood was even circulating properly anymore. His mouth tasted wrong, like a dead animal had been stuffed in there, and his head still hurt from where they’d hit him to knock him out.
He wasn’t even sure he’d understand all of what they’d been saying but he understood the gist of it: they kidnapped him so they could hunt him down and kill him.
"Well, I get targeted all the time. BRING IT ON!" He shouted defiantly.
Both of his captors simply looked amused at that.
“Excellent,” the one with the glasses said. “Now, my partner will untie you and we’ll give you a twenty minute head start to run anywhere into the forest that you want.”
He leveled a gun at Tanaka’s head, the implicit threat clear. “Don’t do anything stupid like try to attack us and get yourself killed before the hunt starts.”
Tanaka bared his teeth at them instead of answering as the other man came closer. He untied Tanaka’s feet first, then rolled Tanaka onto his stomach and untied his wrists. Tanaka didn’t spring for him, waiting for the noose around his throat to be removed; instead, the man cut it free of the pipe it had been attached to and jerked hard.
“Stand,” he commanded with a wide smile, the kind that clowns painted on so they could appear in everyone’s nightmares.
Choking, Tanaka did so - then promptly launched himself at the unarmed man. If he could take him captive, use him as a hostage against his partner--
So swiftly that he wasn’t sure how it had happened, he ended up face-down on the dirt, grunting for breath and trying to kick the man on top of him.
“Cute,” the man said, sounding almost fond. “It’s always more fun when they fight.”
“Stop playing with him and set him free,” Tanaka heard the glasses man order.
That wouldn’t have been enough to make Tanaka stop struggling but the hard press of an erection against his ass made him freeze. The sick fuck was getting off on this? He opened his mouth to take a deep breath, ready to shout at him but then the man climbed off.
This time, Tanaka didn’t waste time fighting. He set his gaze on the treeline and fled.
As he ran, he heard one of them shout, “30 MIN HEADSTART. Extra ten minutes for blowjob!”
FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, M
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke & Haikyuu!!
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 452 words
Serial killers AU where ImaHana hunt down Tanaka. Maybe I should stop writing crossovers. Tiny bit of sexual content.
***
Tanaka looked from the man with the glasses to the man with the creepy grin, then spat at the dirt. The ropes bit deeply into his wrists, feeling so coarse and stiff that he was sure that they were poking into his skin. They’d taken no chance when they’d tied him up and Tanaka wasn’t sure his blood was even circulating properly anymore. His mouth tasted wrong, like a dead animal had been stuffed in there, and his head still hurt from where they’d hit him to knock him out.
He wasn’t even sure he’d understand all of what they’d been saying but he understood the gist of it: they kidnapped him so they could hunt him down and kill him.
"Well, I get targeted all the time. BRING IT ON!" He shouted defiantly.
Both of his captors simply looked amused at that.
“Excellent,” the one with the glasses said. “Now, my partner will untie you and we’ll give you a twenty minute head start to run anywhere into the forest that you want.”
He leveled a gun at Tanaka’s head, the implicit threat clear. “Don’t do anything stupid like try to attack us and get yourself killed before the hunt starts.”
Tanaka bared his teeth at them instead of answering as the other man came closer. He untied Tanaka’s feet first, then rolled Tanaka onto his stomach and untied his wrists. Tanaka didn’t spring for him, waiting for the noose around his throat to be removed; instead, the man cut it free of the pipe it had been attached to and jerked hard.
“Stand,” he commanded with a wide smile, the kind that clowns painted on so they could appear in everyone’s nightmares.
Choking, Tanaka did so - then promptly launched himself at the unarmed man. If he could take him captive, use him as a hostage against his partner--
So swiftly that he wasn’t sure how it had happened, he ended up face-down on the dirt, grunting for breath and trying to kick the man on top of him.
“Cute,” the man said, sounding almost fond. “It’s always more fun when they fight.”
“Stop playing with him and set him free,” Tanaka heard the glasses man order.
That wouldn’t have been enough to make Tanaka stop struggling but the hard press of an erection against his ass made him freeze. The sick fuck was getting off on this? He opened his mouth to take a deep breath, ready to shout at him but then the man climbed off.
This time, Tanaka didn’t waste time fighting. He set his gaze on the treeline and fled.
As he ran, he heard one of them shout, “30 MIN HEADSTART. Extra ten minutes for blowjob!”