Mafia!Romano X Tomboy!Reader. Only One. Ch 8.

   "The Van, my lady?" Kiku held out your coat. You shrugged into it and tossed him the keys. "Understood."

   You walked out through the front door and waited at the bottom of the steps. A minute later, Kiku parked in front of you and got out to hold the door open to you. "Your destination, my lady?"

   "The Spitfire Club and Bar." You said. 

   "The Chinese mafia district this time?" He asked nervously. 

   "Yes." You raised an eyebrow at the tone of his voice. He's usually so emotionless. "Don't worry, Kiku. Yao won't see you."

   "That's not it. It's what happens if he see me with you. No disrespect, my lady."

    "I understand. If only my situation was more like yours." You crossed your arms behind your head and propped your legs in the dashboard. 

    "Shall I assist you, my lady?" 

    "Yes. I might need to call somebody who knows their way around clubs." You pull out your phone and dialed a number, listening to the rings. If its one person who knows clubs like it was the back of her mind, it would her. 

     She picked up on the third ring. "'Allo?"

     "Hey. I need some info. What so you know about the Spitfire Club?" 

     "Just the fact I'm partying there. It's a Friday after all."

     "Great. Can you get me in?"

     "Um. I'm performing here actually so I can't unless you would be willing to sing. My lead is sick."

     "Who else is with you?

     "The frog on drums and the 'hero' on DJ." 

     "Cool. You just got yourself a lead singer. Where do I meet you?"

     "The back entrance. I'm sending you the address."

     "Thanks." You phone buzzed, indicating a new text message. 

     "No problem." You ended the call and showed Kiku the address. "Know where it is?"

     "Yes, my lady." He said. 

     "Good. Get us there in the next five minutes." You sat back as Kiku pressed the accelerator. 

     You two finally arrived in exactly five minutes by a ally that was dimly lit by the streetlights. A red door in the corner said, 'Singers and Staff only.'

     "Shall I watch the van, my lady?" 

     "Yeah. Be ready to leave." You knocked the door and waited a few minutes. 

     Two fluffs of blonde and green tied in ribbons stuck its head out. "Hello, dear. Don't stand. Get in!" Victoria grabbed you and pulled you inside. 

     "Thanks, Vic." You shrugged of your jacket and scarf, reveling your black top and ripped jeans. Victoria led you to the lounge where Amelia, Francine, and Maddie were chilling. 

     "What's up?" You jumped into a chair. Your legs were hanging off the arm while the other supported your head. 

     "We should be asking you that question." Amelia said. She was decked out in fancy flapper outfit that twinkled as she moved. Star sunglasses covered her eyes. 

      "What's with the outfits?" You just noticed what they were wearing.     Maddie was in a purple dress, stockings that came up to her knees, tiny sheer wings and a mask that was in the shape of a leaf. A cute little fairy.

     Francine was wearing a blue and silver Lolita dress with a blue half faced mask that was shaped like the moon. Obviously the moon. 

    Victoria had a tailcoat over a puffy skirt, boots, green highlights, a top hat in her hair and a neon green mask that covered only her right eye. A mad hatter. 

      "Our costumes." She threw you a bag. "Change. We go on soon." 

      You pulled out the costume. "Oh hell no." You looked at the cloth. 

      "It's the only way to get into the basement. That's where 'business' is conducted." 

      "Fine." You groaned. Finish the mission or be done for. You got up and headed to the nearest bathroom, avoiding the perverted girls who thought your were a boy.  Another reason you don't go to clubs. 

      You changed in a bathroom stall and came out. 

      The (f/c) Kimono came down mid thigh, enough to cover your butt. To make up for the cleavage you had knee high boots that you had to manually lace up. The skirt of the Kimono was a (2nd f/c) pleated skirt. The top of the dress was off the shoulder and the sleeves went all the way down to your wrists. It was tight until your forearm and the rest was just hanging.  You had your hair hung loose and a small bow in it. A red mask with Chinese dragons covered your eyes. The kimono made you look even more like a kawaii little girl.

     "You look so adorable!" Francine squealed as you came out. 

     "This is so stupid!" You growl. 

     "Rant another time. We're on!" Victoria pushed you guys up the steps. 

     "Are you lost?" A man asked. He grabbed the back of your hair and pulled you out. "Hey, guys! Look! A present from the boss!" He smiled wickedly. 

     "Ohhh! She looks cute! Maybe I can have a little 'fun'?" The guard threw you to the floor. You were backed into a corner. 

     "Who's first?" You growled. You held the knife behind you back.

     "Me." One leaned close to your face. You lunged and scratched the blade against his cheek. He stepped back, holding his face. You jumped up and kicked him in the face. He went flying. You got in a defense position. 

      "Who's next?" You said with a evil smirk. 

    "Well. This is just f*cking great! Just wonderful!" I kicked the door. "F*ck!"

    "Calm down, boss. Lets just find a way out." Antonio was looking up and down on the walls for a magical secret escape.

    "We get our weapons f*cking confiscated, captured by that firecracker bastard, get put in here and we didn't even get what we came here for!" I kicked the wall this time. Leg shot up my leg only making mutter out more curses. 

    "Seriously, boss. We should make a plan." Adamo said. He laid his head against the wall and smoked another cigarette.

    "Oh gee. Let's see. There's a steel door thats a foot thick, solid concrete walls and cameras. Any ideas?"

    "Way to be optimistic." Romeo sat down in the middle of the room, moping. "I can't die! I didn't even ask (Name) out on a date!" 

    "Why the hell do we need to talk about her?" My face made contact with the wall.

    "You still need to woo her." Ferro said. "We have a lot of money pending."

    "It's hopeless." Jose said. "She's a tough cookie." 

    "A very delcious-" Romeo started. A bang against the steel door cut him off. 

    "When the bastard comes through that door, I'll tackle him. The rest of you guys fight the other guys." 

    "Yes, boss." they said. 

    "Benne." I positioned myself by the door.  After a minute the door swung open. "Now!"

    I knocked the knife out of the persons hand and pinned their wrist to the wall. 

    "Let go of me!" A feminine voice yelled. I had pinned down a girl in a Chinese red dress. A mask covered her eyes, making it impossible to know who she was.

    "Just who are you, bella ragazza?" 

    "Don't ' bella ragazza' me, you bastard." she growled. I smirked. How cute. 

    "What are you going to do about it, bella?" I tightened my hold on her tiny wrists. She seemed to flinch, it was hard to tell with the mask. 

    "You have five seconds to unhand me or I'll-"

    "Oh. Well, miss. We now have one of Yao's girls in our possession so I suggest you don't-" she lifted her knee up and kicked me in the place where the sun doesn't rise. "Son of a b*tch!" I growled as I sank to my knees.

    "You had it coming, sir bastard." I snapped my head up to look at the b*tch. She pulled of the mask and threw it away. "You should be a little more smarter next time." (Name) tossed me a gun. "Hurry up. The faster we get out, the less chance of getting killed." 

    She kicked one of the many guards who were passed out on the floor. Ten to be exact. All taken down by the petite girl. 

    "Hello, beautiful~!" Romeo said. He looked like a lost puppy looking at it's owner. Maybe a little more perverted than that. "Your looking fine." He drooled at her appearance. 

    I just noticed how short the dress was on her. It was off the shoulder, reached mid thigh, Accented with black gloves and she had laced up boots that came to her knees to make up for the cleavage. He hair had a bow in it that tied her hair back elegantly.  

    What was more odd was the amount of skin shown from the bottom of the dress to the top of the boots. Of course if she was any other girl she would admire the attention. Only she glared at the men who were looking at her up and down.

    "What?" she snapped. 

    "Nothin'" Jose said. He snuffed out his cigarette. "Why are you in these clothes?"

    "Only way to get in." she shrugged. 

    "Okay. which way out?" I asked.

    "Go strait then take a right. Just follow the stair case. It will lead you to the backstage. Get to the backdoor. Kiku already has a van waiting for you." 

    "What about you?" I asked. 

    "I need to check something out." she started to leave. I reached out and grabbed her wrist.

    "No. Your coming with us." She gave me a cold glare which I returned. "You can't just wander off into some nightclub like you own the place."

   "Fine." She reached down and grabbed a gun. I raised an eyebrow. "What? Just in case. You don't know what's gonna happen."  

    "Whatever. Just don't get your self killed." I picked up a gun as well. The guards would be coming any moment.

    "Since when did you agree I was a member of your branch?" She asked. 

    I ignored the question. Really I was thinking about it. 

    I guess she had earned my....respect. 

    You quickly walked ahead of the boys, making to the staircase in a few minutes. You scrambled up the stairs and out the dor as Lovino followed. 

    You didn't waste time and ran to the back door. The place was seemingly empty. You opened the door to find your self face to face with ten Chinese triads. 

    "Hands in the air and we won't shoot." 

    "Screw this." You held your gun up in the air. 

    Lovino, Adamo, Ferro and Romeo stood behind you. Lovino raised his gun and glared at them. 

     "What the f*ck do you think your doing?" He growled. "That's one of our members your pointing a gun at." You turned your head, surprise written all over it. The other three looked at Lovino in shock as well. 

     "She infiltrated our club!" One of the Triads growled. 

     "I don't give a f*ck! You bastards captured us and tried to kill us." Lovino yelled and brought out his gun and shot the first Triad in the head. 

    A shoot out ensued quickly.

    "Well. That escalated quickly."  You ran behind a dumpster. 

    "Shut up and shoot, ragazza." Lovino said. He sat next to you. "Get down!" He pulled you behind him and shot a Traid who was about to shoot you. 

    "Thanks. Here." you tossed him your gun. "I need to make a call." You dialed a number in.

    "Herro?" 

    "Kiku! I need you to get your Japanese butt over here! Make it fast!"

    "Yes, my lady! Wait! What about-"

    "Nevermind that. Just hurry!" You tucked your phone away. You grabbed a knife and threw it at a Triad who had a gun on Romeo. It hit him in the throat.

    "Thanks. (Name.)" Romeo scrambled up and grabbed the gun that had been knocked from his hand. 

    "Shut up and shoot!" Lovino yelled. 

    "I don't have a gun, you bastard!"

    "Then sit still and don't get in my way." 

    "Fine." you huffed and sat down. You would love to kick the Triad's @$$e$ but fists were nothing in a shootout. "At least aim right." 

    "Oh. And you can do better?" 

    "B*tch please." You grabbed his gun and shot three Triads in the chest accurately. "Four down. Six more to go." You handed him the gun. 

    He smirked at you direction. You rolled your eyes and leaned your back agaisnt the wall. "Five, four, three, two and-"

    A van crashed into one of the Triads and made the rest back off. "Herro, my lady. Am I late?" Kiku poked his head out the window.

    "Nope. Good timing." You dashed into the van with the rest behind you. 

    Lovino got was the last one but before he could get in, a bullet came from nowhere and hit is arm. Another grazed his side. 

     "Get in!" You and Romeo pulled him in. "Let's go!" You yelled at Kiku. You braced yourself as you guys sped away. 

     After driving at a safer speed you leaned your back against a seat. You were in the back of the van with Lovino. Romeo climbed into shotgun , Adamo was to busy loading bullets up and Jose was smoking. No surprise there. He did know that he was going to loose him lungs at that rate, right?

     "Damn...stupid mother-" Lovino moaned. He was on his back clutching his arm and side in pain. 

     "What's the matter, big boy? Can't take a bullet?" You said in mocking tone. 

    "Shut up, ragazza. You've never been shot before." He opened his hazel eyes and glared at you. 

     "And I'll never be." You grabbed a first aid kit. 

     "What the hell are you doing?" 

     "Uh...I don't know, maybe patching you up so you don't lose blood." You tugged at the button on his suit. 

     "W-what the hell?!" Lovino screeched and pushed your hand away, only to wince at his arm that was causing him so much pain. His cheeks burning. 

     "Shut up, you bastard." You grabbed a bandage and held your hand out. "Okay. Shirt. Off. Now." 

     "Jeez Lovebirds. If your sexual tensions are that much that much that you want to do it in the back of a van then wait till we get home." Jose rolled his eyes. 

     "Shut the f*ck up!" You both yelled at him. You trew a bandage at his head while he rolled his eyes again. 

     "Fine, ragazza. If that's what you want....." He smirked and took off his suit, suspenders and then his shirt. He took it off slowly and slid it off. "Like what you see?"

      You however were unfazed. You raised an eyebrow. What an idiot. You weren't like other girls. You didn't swoon so easily or stare at a hot guy for long periods at a time. 

      You would admit one thing. He had a nice body. A muscular but lean one. N-not that you would ever say that aloud. 

      "Give me your arm." You grabbed his arm and he hissed in pain. 

      "Dios Mios. Can't you just-"

      "Shut up and lay back down." You growled and gave him a glare the. Went back at patching his arm and side up. 

      He laid back down like you told him to. He stared up at you as you latched his arm up first. 

      The determination and fierceness on your face. How your eyebrows scrunched together in concentration. The determination in your (e/c) eyes. The scowl that didn't fit you. And of course lets not forget that you were hovering over him so he tried his best not to look at your cleavage of your legs and chest that showing due to the dress. 

      He felt a blush rise up. That's was odd. He never blushed for you. All you ever you got from him was rude comments and smirks. 

      "And done." You looked down at him and noticed the pink dusted over his cheeks. "You okay?" You felt his forehead. He couldn't get a fever or something that fast. He stiffened upon your touch.

      "Yeah." He got back up and tugged his shirt on. 

      You sighed and leaned back against the back of the seat. You crossed you hands over your chest to warm yourself from the autumn air. 

      "Kiku! How much time?" You called out. 

      "An hour, my lady. The main highway was blocked so I'm taking another way."

      "Okay." Pulled your knees closer. 

     The silence in the van was finally filled when Adamo and Romeo were chatting away in Italian and Kiku was playing Vocaloid. 

      You lifted your hand up to pulled your hair up in a ponytail. "You bleeding." Lovinos hand grabbed yours. 

      "Huh." You looked down to see the skin of your broken knuckles bleeding. "Oh. It's nothing." It was just something you got when you took down ten guards.

      "No it's not. It looks serious." He pulled out the first aid kit and found some iodine. He rubbed some on a cotton swab. "Hand." You raised an eyebrow but put your hand out. 

      He rubbed the iodine on your bloodied knuckles. You winced and bit your lips to ignore the pain. After that he started wrapping your hand. 

      The silence between you was awkward this time. Usually it was the I'm-going-to-kill-you or just plain out tense air. Now it was just....different, awkward. 

      "Thank you." He said, breaking the silence. 

      "For what?" 

      "For saving us." 

      "No probs."

      "You took out ten guards, dressed like a prostitute and saved us. You can't tell me that was just no problem." 

      "I just did what I was told." You shrugged. 

      He smirked and held his right hand up. "Congratulations for completing your first task." 

      "Thanks." You shook his hand and smirked back. 

     "Thank you for you know...patching me up. You now have my respect, (Name.)" you just realized that he called by your first name. 

     "It was nothing and you have mine as well, boss." Lovino tilted his head in confusion. You called him boss. 

     "You know. You can call me Mr. Lovino if you want." 

     "In your dreams, you bastard." 

     "Of course." He scowled and rolled his eyes. You were back to yourself. "By the way. Not a bad costume" He pointed at your dress. 

     "Um ok....ay?" You tugged down the skirt. "It's a bit too short for my liking." 

     "Uh huh." He nodded. His face turned red again as he tried not to stare at you outstretched legs. You had a beautiful body and he had seen it when you put on that red dress. It was odd. Why did he feel a sense of deja vu when he looks at you? Like he's met you somewhere? 

      "Quit staring. It's creepy." You said. You pulled your knees closer to yourself to keep yourself warm. You grabbed your black coat and drapped it over yourself. 

       Lovino looked away and let the silence settle again. You sat next to each other. 

       "You know, ragazza. Your different." Lovino turned to look at you. What? Somebody had to break the ice. 

       "Not the first time somebody's said that to me." You mumbled. 

       "You should really stop mumbling."

       "Don't give a damn." You said. 

       He smirked and leaned against the seat. "Your  such a tom." 

       "Bastard." You said with a scowl. 

       "Don't give a damn." He retorted. 

       "Neither do I." 

    "Home sweet home." Romeo pushed the double doors that led into the foyer. "It's good to be back."

    "Shut up." everyone chorused. 

    "Hmmft!" He turned to you and put an arm around your shoulders. "Now, (Name.) I want to ask you something."

    "What?"

    "How did you take down those ten guards?"

    

    Once (Name) was out of sight did Romeo started dancing. 

    "Hell Yeah! I know what to do"

    "What are you talking about?" 

    "A date with her. I know exactly where we should go."

    "Shut. The. F. Up." I said through gritted teeth. The stress of this night getting to me. 

    "Better hurry." Jose said as he left.

    "Your gonna have to win her over before someone else does." Adamo left with him.

    It was me and Romeo, who was still dancing like a moron. "Quit dancing and go to sleep."

    "Is somebody a little jealous?"

    "No." I flat out answered. I walked up the stairs and kept walking until I got up to the top floor. I pushed aside the double doors, not bothering to knock, and came to face my Nonno.

    "Hello, Lovino." he smiled. "How did she perform for her first job?"

    "Like any other rookie. She didn't partake in shooting and she didn't kill, just wound. She left a trail behind so it was easy for guards to follow her. She dressed up like a prostitute to slip in."

    "Oh. I'm saddened to hear that. I thought maybe she was ready." 

    "But," he raised an eyebrow for me to continue. "She took down ten guards, snuck in successfully and she made sure that we got away." 

    A knock interrupted us. 

    "Come in." Nonno called out. Kiku, her odd butler, poked his in. "What is it?"

    "My lady, wishes for me to give this to you." He brought out a duffel bag. "It was the trade that Yao's men and your were suppose to make. My lady sent me to pick it up for you." he set the bag on the desk. "Goodnight, sirs." he bowed and left.

    "And she also secured the shipment that we were suppose to get. Six million dollars on opium. She completed her task successfully." I finished.

    "Hmm." Nonno eyes fell upon the bag.

    "What?" I snapped, irritated.

    "This girl. We can't trust her yet. Let's see how loyal she is, si."

    "We're working on it." I knew what he was implying. "The files were useless."

    " This is no easy task, Lovino." I narrowed my eyes at him.

    "I know." I said though clenched teeth. There were only few things we found. A bar where she worked , a apartment number and a number plate. Nothing helpful. 

    "Good. I hope for results soon." He opened the door for me.  "Goodnight."

    I mumbled a goodnight and stepped out of his office. 

    Until the door closed and I was in my room did I finally feel my anger boiling over. I just wanted to scream, punch or haut something. 

    This girl. This stupid ragazza. Who is she? Where is she from? What is her background? These questions piled up every day she was here. 

     Why can't she just tell us?! 

     What secret could she hide?

     I clenched my hand not noticing the crescent marks left behind. I just had to dig farther. The truth has to come out. I won't stop till I know what (Name) hides. 

     Whatever it is. I will find it. At any cost. 

(Back to you) 

     The lukewarm water settled into your skin, washing away the stress of that day. The bubbles floated in the water, covering your body. 

     Another day of being a recruit for the Vargas mafia.

     You laid your head back letting your hair soak in the water as your head rested. A sigh escaped your lips. 

     Only a month more and it would be your birthday then you could leave this accursed mafia behind. 

     You looked over to the window. Only a blurred image remained over the clear glass that separated you from the world outside. Once upon a time, you dreamed of traveling it but then things changed. 

     "(Name?)" a soft knock echoed in the bathroom. It brought you half from your reminiscing. 

     "One minute, Iris." You got up out of the tub, pulled on your bathrobe and wrapped your hair up in a towel. You made sure the scars were hidden before you opened the door. "Hello?"

     "Congrats!" Iris squealed as soon as you got out. "Keep up the good work and you'll make it in." You face fell slightly at the mention of joining the mafia.  

     "Yeah. Great." You said. You laid down on your bed and looked at your ceiling. 

     "Do you not wish to be part of this mafia?"

     "You know the answer. If its one thing I despise, it's the mafia." 

     "You have to join against your will."

     "Sad but very true. Goodnight, Iris." You laid an arm over your eyes. Your frowning lips and nose showing. 

     "Goodnight." Iris turned and left you alone. 

     You got up and changed into your nightclothes before flopping onto the bed. The stress of the day taking full effect. 

     You only prayed for a dreamless sleep before your closed your eyes.