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In which Sakusa Kiyoomi is raised to believe that gay people go to hell but then takes one look at Miya Atsumu and thinks, then why the hell did God make them so fucking hot?
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- Part 1 of Miya Four Vs. The World
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Atsumu has a long history of pissing people off, but this time he’s gone too far. Someone wants him dead, and although he doesn’t know who or why, it becomes clear very quickly that both he and Osamu are in danger. After a couple of close calls, Kita - the Kumicho of Inarizaki - decides it’s not safe for the two of them to stay in Hyogo; not until he finds out who placed the hit and eliminates them.
Atsumu reluctantly finds himself in Tokyo, taken in by a yakuza group that’s nothing like Inarizaki. The Black Jackals are a different breed, more lethal than he’s used to, and Sakusa Kiyoomi is the worst of them all. Of course that’s who Atsumu gets stuck with, and he and Sakusa are in constant competition for who hates each other more.
Tokyo should be a safe haven but between Atsumu’s bloody new assignments, the lingering threat on his life, and all the days trapped with Sakusa, Atsumu isn’t sure he’ll make it out of Tokyo alive.
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- Part 1 of Burden of Blame
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Atsumu is a famous singer. Sakusa is a bodyguard. They first meet when Kita, concerned about the number of death threats Atsumu has been receiving, hires Sakusa for him.
Naturally, it's hate at first sight.
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Miya Atsumu’s been sitting pretty as the top ranked Bounty Hunter in the city for years, but staunch rival Sakusa Kiyoomi has been steadily catching up to him as of late, making Atsumu’s life difficult in more ways than one.
With the city entering a state of turmoil, and a mastermind hellbent on wiping out the whole guild of Hunters, they’ll have to set aside their differences and work together if they want to make it out alive.
But that’s easier said than done, when neither wants to be the first to give ground.
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“Atsumu,” Sakusa utters, causing his gaze to snap up.
His pupils are so blown out that Atsumu can't see where they blend with his black iris. His look seems just as frustrated as Atsumu has felt all these last fucking days. The furrow between his brows reveals that he wants Atsumu at least as much and yet he’s still hesitant.
Atsumu frowns and inhales sharply.
“Ya really do want me,” he says. “And ya hate it.”
He changes the angle of his knife, so it’s against Sakusa’s neck. He doesn’t look nearly as alarmed by the cold metal pressed against his skin as Atsumu might expect. Not nearly as alarmed as when Atsumu brings his mouth to Kiyoomi’s.