"Today? You want her today?" Daro asks his master who has an exciting smile spread across his face. "Tonight. I'll meet her tonight. After all..." He holds out the dull stone in front of him, having the orange sunset shine through it, "They are going to go on a travel. Might as well strike." Daro takes a deep breath, "B-But they are the Phantom Troupe." Genko lowers the crystal, "Are you underestimating me, Daro?" The glint in his eyes holds dangerous fury, staring Daro down with vicious intent. Daro steps back with his hand raised in defense, "Of course not, master! I just hear-" "I know they are strong, but that doesn't mean we can't make up a plan. It's not exactly a full proof plan... But I guess iy will have to do." Genko starts laughing with a deep tone, it starts becoming more crazy as it echos through the breezy evening. All Daro could do is stare in silence and hope nothing goes wrong.

"And done!" (Y/n) adds the last detail to Feitan's eyes in her sketchbook. She smiles to herself proudly as she holds to sketchbook up high, seeing it from a different angle. She nods in agreement with herself. She settles the book down and grab her pack up things, heading down to the dark lobby. She looks at the old hotel room with the orange sun coloring everything. The window was right in front of the door, perfect for sunset watchers. It may have cobwebs and probably a couple of critters sneaking around in the corners, but it was one of the best places (y/n) has ever slept, ever since she joined the Phantom Troupe.

Speaking of the Phantom Troupe... (Y/n) shuts the door, letting go of the knob. She stares at it like it has never been touched. She strolls down the dark hallways, shadowing over everything. It was hard to see, but thanks to some windows and the dimmest light on the planet, she managed.

"Feiiittannn." (Y/n) drags his name the first thing when she bursts through the lobby doors. Feitan couldn't help but rolls his eyes for who knows how much now. She slides next to him, holding out her sketchbook that she has been clutching to her chest. Feitan eyes softens a bit as he looks over the sketch (y/n) has drawn. "Do you like it?" It was a sketch of (y/n) and him. It was evident that he was annoyed in the drawing as (y/n) was hugging him. "Sure... Good job..." (Y/n) gasps and hides her blush behind her sketchbook. Stepping away from Feitan with sparkles in her eyes, "R-Really?"

"Feitan never compliments (y/n). EVER." Phinks mentions. Then he chuckles with a huge smirk plaster on his face, "Guess you can say his cold heart is finally warming up." Uvogin laughs, "If he has a heart." Feitan scoffs, "I just said good job. It doesn't mean anything." "Sureeeeee" Shalnarks teases him, "Hey (y/n), can I see?" (Y/n) walks over to Shalnark, "Here." Shalnark takes the sketchbook and gaze is over. "I see talent in this." "Oh, thank you." "Guess it's not the same reaction she gave to Feitan earlier." Machi points out with a sly smile on her face. "Can I have a hug as a reward, hu hu." (Y/n) wiggles her eyebrows, nudging Feitan's side.

Feitan steps to the side, having (y/n) nudging the air instead. "Fine." Everyone was shocked with their eyes wide open, their mouth agape. Their ears were playing tricks on them, right? They all thought in their minds. "I-I am hearing this right, right?" Uvogin whispers to Phinks. "R-really!? Yayyyy!" (Y/n) opens her arms wide, hugging Feitan with her head rubbing into his. "Thank you, god. For blessing me with this moment." She whispers to herself with a blushy smile. Her heart run around in joy, dancing with the butterflies in her stomach. "Ok, enough." Feitan pushes her off and stuff his hand into his pocket. "Now you don't ask me anything else while we are traveling." (Y/n) couldn't care less, "You never let me give you affection!" She looks at her hands, "I'm so happy," She sniffs with marble eyes. "Yea because I never get any... this is the first affection I receive..." "What was that?" (Y/n) turns to him, walking closer. "Nothing." She puts, "But I heard something, say it again!" Feitan starts walking towards the exits, "Too bad." "Feeiiii-"

The Phantom Troupe hears the door creak open with an eery sound. The boss himself walks through it with a serious expression. "Let's go." That was all he said, but it was enough to make the Phantom Troupe get serious, standing up with obligation. The night just started and so was the group's long journey to the next location. Shalnark gives back (y/n) the sketchbook which she stuffs in her bag and grab Fei, holding it in her arms as it meows in confusion.

Chrollo was the first one to step outside in the cold wind. The moon was near and bright tonight. Illuminating everything it touches. Chrollo starts walking through the empty and abandoned streets with his fellow, loyal members following him. The wind howls as the stars look down upon them. The sound of multiple feet smacking the pavement rings through the city. It was quiet. Everything was serious.

Fei swings its tail side to side as (y/n) pets its head all the way to its back. She takes a look at Feitan who was walking a few steps in front of her. She smiles as she remembers her hands wrap around his body. He seems more ready. More comfortable. (Y/n)'s smiles widen as she remember what Phinks said. "Guess you can say his cold heart is finally warming up." Maybe it's not impossible to open his heart. That's all she wants. To make him warm-up and it's happening, but the problem is, she probably has to be separated from Feitan and be with the boss instead. He was apart of the attacking group along with Frank, Nobunaga, and Machi. (Y/n) sighs, but then stop, noticing the Phantom Troupe has suddenly halted on high alert.

She too stops, looking around. Her eyes caught multiple dark figures pass through the shadowing buildings looming over them. They were quick with trails of their clear after image. (Y/n) steps closer to Feitan, clutching the cat close to her chest. "What's going on...?" She whispers out loud. Nobunaga rests his hand on the hilt of his katana, "We have followers." His face was concentrated and completely serious. Everyone's was. Chrollo's stays the same, but he was on high alert.

"Now?" Machi asks the boss in a low voice. Chrollo stays quiet, until one of the figure stops and landing right in front of them. The rest of them stop too, gripping onto the small ridges of the crumbling building. "Hm... I guess the Phantom Troupe isn't that bad." The voice echos through the streets. Their form was hidden within in the shadows was now shown in the bright moonlight. A malicious grin was wide across his face, staring at Chrollo's stoic one. (Y/n) steps a little closer to Feitan, looking around the buildings. She needs to be ready.

"What do you want?" Chrollo simply asks. The man chuckles. His hair was snowy white. His body was lean and bony, dressed up in a long, thin light blue coat and long white pants. His eyes were gray, but it was filled up with dangerous intent. "I want that girl. (Y/n) is her name, yea? Giver her to us. Do just that and we won't have a problem." Everybody gather closer around (y/n). "M-me? Why me?" (Y/) thought to herself.

"What do you want with her?" Chrollo questions with a serious voice. "Don't worry. I will take good care of her. Promise." Chrollo wasn't amused. "No. (Y/n) will not be going anywhere. It should be clear enough for you to understand. Get out of the way." The boss was oozing a dangerous aura. "You probably know who I am." The man chuckles as he places a hand on his chest. "Genko..." Pakunoda breathes out with her finger closing in on the trigger. "Hmmm, I'll give you one more chance. Give me the girl." Genko puts out his hand, demanding it. Chrollo sighs, "Guess I didn't make it clear enough." He cracks open the book with a dull look. Genko smiles, "Now!" He orders.

The black figures hanging onto the building circle around them, targeting each member, but (y/n). Several men gangs up on the stronger members, like Uvogin and Phinks. Genko was immediately placed with another mysterious figure who was already running at Chrollo. Each member was hauled away, fighting the Phantom Troupe, leaving (y/n) in the middle and vulnerable. She hugs Fei to her chest as she looks for a path to find a way out among swinging swords and flying bullets. From what she can tell, these guys were strong, giving each of them a rough time.

(Y/n) gasps, her eyes catching Genko right beside her, looking over her with a smile. "Wa-!" The height difference wasn't making it any better. She backs away, tripping over a crack in the pavement. Fei jumps out of her arms and stands right in front of her, hissing and bringing its tail up. "Oh, kitty. You weak little thing." Genko kicks it away. "No!" Fei's body roll across the battle field. (Y/n) was about to dart to the poor cat, but instantly pull back by her backpack. "Oh, don't worry. It's fine." His voice was filled with venom. She looks at Genko's grey eyes. "What do you want?! Let me go!" She tries to pull the backpack back to no avail. "Stay still... will you... you have one tough soul as well, eh?" Genko holds up the same dull crystal in front of her.

(Y/n) didn't waste a second as she slips off the bag and runs towards Fei. It was breathing heavily, eyes closed. "Fei..." She places a hand on its side and starts mending the bruise. Fei slowly regains its strength, shakily standing back up. Genko watches with amusement. (Y/) picks the cat back up and looks back at Genko who already has the dull crystal pointed at her.

Phinks was about to jump from behind until another man grabs him, pulling him down. The crystal starts shining brightly. (Y/n) panics as sweat rolls down her forehead. "(Y/n), get out of here!" Phinks calls out as another mysterious man pulls him down. "Damn it, if you lay one finger on her, I'll rip you to pieces. You hear me!" Uvogin calls out despite being occupied by countless of man, trying to haul down his body. "Get off of me!" He throws one of them, stomping on his head mercilessly. Pakunoda aims her gun at Genko's head. Before it went off, another one appears and pulls their arm up, making her shoot at the sky instead. Nobody what each member did, they were cut off my another enemy. Who were these men? Why the hell were they so strong? Why are there so many of them?

Feitan kills the last of his enemy and looks back at the scared girl. "(Y/n)!" He calls out her name. He rarely ever say her name, but it doesn't matter. As long as she lives, he can call her name as much as he wants. He took it all for granted... but he doesn't know that.

(Y/n)'s eyes darts over to Feitan as her feet start running towards him. (Y/n)'s hand reaches out towards him. Time slowed down again. Genko's eyes were filled with glee, seeing her struggle, but it was inevitable. Feitan reaches out his arm.

Their fingers barely graze each other.

The light from the stone shot towards straight at (y/n), hitting her back with much force it made her forgot reality. A scream was heard through the cracks of the city. It echos as the night seem to get darker. Her eyes flash as her face becomes pale. Her hand drops Fei. Her body fell forward. The mission was complete and the Phantom Troupe lost a valuable member.

I won't be posting next week because it's my exam week. *cries* Thank you for reading and voting. I really appreciate it! <3 I'll see you guys next time... if I survive my exams.