Mafia!Romano x Tomboy!Reader. Only one. Ch 2.

    "I thought that this was a fight crub?" Kiku asked. 

    "It was renovated to look like a club but its also operates as a street fighting club." You explained. "When the police come around, they hang up the cages and go back to having a party. It's worked so far or they either paid off the cops."

    You were about to get out of the car when one of the security guards stopped you. 

    "Guest or fighter?" The man asked in a heavy Russian accent.  

    "You don't have to ask, Dimitrov." You said with a smile. 
    Ah, yes. Dimitrov. A nice young man who allowed you into the club because you kicked his @$$ in a fight. You both had some mutual respect for one another.

    "Just use the backdoor. You shouldn't be here anyway. You're lucky I'm covering for you." He waved you off and went back to the entrance

    "Thanks." Kiku drove the car around to the back entrance. He parked the car next to line of fancy sports cars. No doubt, belonged to the rest of the fighters or mafia.

    "Sharr I wait here, my rady?" Kiku opened the door for you. 

    "No. I want you to accompany me in." You got out and walked to the club. "You may want to lose the tailcoat." You said without turning back. 

    "With arr due respect. I wirr keep it. I'm your butrer and sharr wear it because its is my duty to be your butrer." He bowed.  

    "Fine but if you get beaten up.  Don't blame me." You knocked on the door. 

    "Whats the password?" A German accented voice asked. 

    "Your awesome-" you began.

    "That's right!" he cheered. 

    "- Awesomely Stupid." You finished. 

    "Harsh Frau." The door opened to revel one of you friends, Gilbert. He flashed you a smile. "Up for a fight?"

    "What do you think?" You walked into the main club. The club was arranged with the three fighting cages in the center of the warehouse. Surrounding that was the dance floor, the DJ was above the cages in a suspended type of anoncers box. Lining one side of the warehouse was a bar and over looking that was the second floor which covered 1/3 of the warehouse. It was the VIP area. It's wear the owner of the club, Ivan Brandiski and his 'affiliates' usually come to. 

    "So what is that you want to hear?" He leaned against the bar. "One beer, my friend." A mug was pushed his way. "Want some?"

    "No thanks. What makes you think I need information?" 

    "You came here right after your sister was announced the new heir."

    "That and that don't connect."

    "Maybe your family?"

    "Maybe I'm here to watch a match?"

    "I taught you self defense years ago. Why come back here?"  That's right. Gil was the one who had saved you from the bullies when you were a freshman in high school. He was a senior then. After saving your sorry butt, he introduced you to this club. It's where he taught you self defense. You had your first actual match when you were 16. You lost of course but by your senior year, you kicked a** and we pretty much a pro in martial arts and kickboxing. 

    "This place is....informative." You starred at one of the cage matches. Some sorry rookie was being beaten to pulp. 

    "Seriously (Name.) What do you want?" His usually carefree self was replaced with something serious. 

    "You know more about the underworld. So do you know anything that's going on that might concern my sister or my family?"

    "I'll tell you what. You take up fighting again and I'll tell you everything about the underworld and your family." you had stopped fighting last year. You came here frequently to talk to Gilbert or get information. 

    "Why?" You looked at him suspiciously. 

    "(Name)  My deal is if you fight then I will tell you more information. Deal?" He held out his hand. 

    "Deal." You shook his hand. 

    "Your a good friend but if you keep coming here, your gonna go down the road I'm going. A bright girl like you shouldn't be here. You can step out anytime you want." 

    "You know me better than that." You playfully smacked his arm. "What else am I dressed for?"

    "Miss (Name.) I berieve that those 'gentremen' are carring you to fight." Kiku appeared holding a card in hand. 

    You took the card and read it:

    You crumpled the paper.

    "I accept." You shrugged off your jacket. "Here." You threw it at him and he caught it. You made your way to cage number three. You saw that your opponent was already there.

    "Good luck!" Gil said with a smirk. 

    "You put me up against him you a-hole!"

    "Sorry!" He made his way to enjoy the fight. 

    "Yo! Yo! Yo! Look who we have back. Its Spina di Rosa. Long time no see." The DJ announced. Spina di Rose was a nickname they had named you. It meant rose of thorns. Surprisingly it fit you.

     "And her challenger is Ludwig." You looked at the tall German. 

    "(Name.)" he said formally

    "Luddy. " you teased. It only pissed him off. 

    "Okay. You guys know the rules. So one the count of three, fight." He turned on Greyhound by Swedish house Mafia. Ironic choice of music. 

    "One!" The crowd chanted. 

    "Two!" Gil cheered holding up a sigh that said 'Go Luddy!' While Kiku held up one that said 'Go (Name!).   His faced remained expressionless. 

    "Three!" The crowd cheered. 

    Ludwig charged at you. He aimed right for your face. Knowing him you dodge and grabbed his hand. You stopped him and punched him in the gut. It didn't affect him a bit. Gosh! His abs were like steel. He grabbed your hair and pushed you into the fence. You fingers curled onto the fence as you felt your anger boil. You bounced back and kicked him in the leg. He was off balanced and fell. He tried to grabbed you but failed because you moved away. He jumped back up and tried to punch  you. He aimed for your face and gut. He threw slow but powerful punches. You dodged them by moving out of the way while aiming a few kicks here and there. He eventually got tired of throwing punches that you reeled back to punch him. He grabbed your fist and punched you in the gut. You stumbled backwards and held your stomach. You recovered and threw Anther punch at his neck. He caught it. He put his other hand around your neck and lifted you up. Your feet were dangling in the air as you stuggled to breathe. You reeled your foot back and kicked in him in the place that the sun never shines. He let you go and grabbed the area and fell to his knees. 

    You grabbed his hair and said "Who sent the note?" You looked strait into his eyes.

    "What note?" he asked groggily. He obviously knew nothing so you knocked him out by punching him in the face. He fell to the ground as the crowd cheered your name. You lightly kicked his stomach as you walked away.

    You scanned the crowd. Nothing looked odd but it felt that way.

    "And the victor is Spina di Rosa in record of three minutes and thirty two seconds. Nice!" The crowd cheered your name as you stepped out. Kiku held you jacket out for you. You slipped into the arms and zipped it up. 

    "An exerrant match as usuar, miss (Name.) You have a cut on your arm, sharr I treat it?" Kiku gave you a hot towel. 

    "No Thanks. Just a scratch. Do you know where Gil is?" you looked at the cut on your arm. It would heal by morning.

    "Mister Gilbert said to meet you outside. He said it wasn't safe to talk here.  I shall escort you there, my lady." He offered his arm to you. You looped it around his loosely and walked out of the busy club. 

    Cool midnight hit your face as the door opened. 

    "Hey, Frau! Over here!" Gilbert was sitting on the hood of his Mercedes Benz.

    "About that information..?"

    "Right. What do you know about the underworld?"

    "That there's the Vargas, Brandsiki and Wang family. The Vargas and Braginsky have the bloodiest feud and the Wangs profit from that. That's it. I think." 

    "That's right Frau. Your family has three factories in this city right? One is in Braginsky territory and the other in Vargas. The latest one is in the Wang territory. Because your parents are pretty rich, they want to make them their associates. But your family doesn't want to comply. So now all three families are after you family. Specifically your sister."

    "What or who should I watch out for?"

    "The Braginsky and Vargas. Now, the Braginsky will assassinate someone to have others to cooperate. The Vargas will kidnap someone and demand something. Finally the Wang's will just run you into debt. So what I suggest you do is be on guard during your sisters party. That's the perfect time to strike." Gil leaned back on his car. "Anything else?" 

    "No. Thank you, Gil." You walked to your Chevy Camero. "Wait." you turned around and faced him. "How do you know all this?" 

    "I lived this life long enough to know the in's and out's." you walked away with Kiku in tow.

    "Hey (Name!) Be careful kid." You stopped and then continued walking. Kiku opened the door as you got in. 

    "Take me home, Kiku." You said.  

    "Yes, my rady." He shifted the car to drive and sped off to the bridge. "If I may ask. What are you going to do?" 

    "I'll protect her. There not getting my sister or the company." You said bitterly. 

    "Sharr I assist?" 

    "You are my butler.  You don't have to ask." 

    "Yes, my rady." he stayed silent for a minute. "Is it because of the incident?" 
    "Yes." You said.
    "Then I shall be glad to assist you with your plan, milady." You raised an eyebrow at the 'milady' part.

    "Kiku sometimes you seem to have different side of your personality," you said.

    "My rady, I am your butrer."

    "Indeed you are."

    "Mr. Feliciano. Mr. Lovino and Mr. Roma. Welcome to my club." Ivan Braginsky  finally appeared with his sisters in tow. Natalia glared at us while Yekaterina smiled at us. 

    "Thank you for inviting us here." My grandfather got up and shook his hand. He seemed jolly while me and Feliciano were tense. "Where's Yao and his 'friends?'" 

    "Right here, aru. We're not late are we?" Yao walked in with his family in. It was just six of them operating their mafia. Apparently the sixth one was nowhere to be seen. 

    "No. Not at all." He sat down on the sofas. It was In a circle and over looked the entire club. He put his gun in the table.              
    "Weapons on the table, da?" Everyone put their knifes, guns and bombs on the table. 

    "Now down to business." He got up and went over to the window. "I want to address Star industries. The (l/n's) don't seem to understand that a major company like that can't go unnoticed in the underworld. I know that their factories are in all of our territories but a challenge has came in for all of us from NC Corp."

    "What challenge?" I asked warily. 

    "A challenge involving the heir to the company. Haley (l/n). She is to inherit it in a months time. So their challenge is that who ever kills her in the next month shall get a reward from Nord Corporation's." 

    Of course, Nord corp. The stupid company that's huge and has a hand in the underworld. They always wanted the (l/n) and their little company gone. Star Industries dealed in technology and Military while the Nord Corp dealed in chemicals and shady business.

    "We accept." Grandfather said. He didn't ever ask our consent. That bastard. "Maybe we can add a company to our collection while we're at it." He smirked. 

    "So shall I, aru." Yao got up and picked up his gun. "May the best mafia win." 

    "We will." I said with a smirk on my face. 

    "Watch your words boy." I stretched my legs out as Yao 'coincidently' walked in front of me. He stumbled and one of his lackeys caught him. 

    "Watch your step, old man." I retorted. 

    He growled and walked away. 

    "Nice one, fratello." Feliciano whispered. 

    "Thanks." I whispered back. 

    "So then. We'll be leaving." Grandfather took his gun and a bottle of wine. We got up and followed him. We went through the crowd of dancers and made our way to the entrance. Our limo was waiting for us as we walked out. 

    I waited until the doors closed and-

    "What the hell?! You can't just make a deal like that! We have more on the line here than some stupid girl and her company." I growled. 

    "Lovino. My boy. We should accept challenges because we don't even know what we can do. We have money, land and woman."

    "Then why accept this?" I asked.  

    "Because what we need is to prove to the Braginsky's that they don't owe everything." He poured himself a glass of wine. 

    "Who's gonna do it?" I asked annoyed. 

    "You." I smiled at that response. "Hope you have a good plan." 

    "I do." Feliciano and I exchanged glances. 

    "Good." He leaned back and admired the city lights of New York. 

    I leaned back and put my head in my hands. What a stupid thing to prove. We did have the money, the land and woman. What else do we need? Oh that's right. Power. 

    Apparently he thinks the only way to take down the Braginsky's we should just show them up with power. I disagree. We should take them down for the inside. 

    Tonight would just be another boring night. Perhaps Friday shall be more interesting. 

    I highly doubt that. 

    'Just wait you vodka drinking bastard.' I thought. 

    Kiku parked the car by the lower wall of the mansion. You looked at the dashboard. 12:00. Nobody would be awake. 

    "Park it in the shed. We have two days to plan." You grabbed the pole and prepared to jump. 

    "Shall i contact your friends, my lady?" 

    "I'll talk to them tomorrow." You said and jumped. 

    You landed in the tall grass. You set it against the wall and made your way over to the east end of the mansion. You scaled the wall carefully and jumped into your balcony. 

    You found the balcony door opened as you had left it. The odd thing was that your door was slightly ajar. You remembered closing it as you left. You looked around your room. Nothing seemed off. You turned on a lamp on the vanity. 

    "Five more minutes...." A sleepy voice said the went back to snoring. You looked closer to see Haley sleeping soundly in your bed. 

    She looked so peaceful. You wanted her to stay like that. You pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in. 

    "Sleep well sis. Have sweet dreams. I know I can't do much but at least protecting would mean a lot." You whispered. You kissed her forehead and left the room silently. 

    "Miss (Name.)" you jumped and reeled your fist to punch someone. Kiku caught you hand while holding a cup of milk for you. "Would you rike some?" 

    "Yeah." You took it and walked to the roof. "I'll be on the roof if you need me." You stopped. "Hey! How did you get here so fast?" 

    "I am simpry one herr of a butrer. If I can't get to things on time, what type of a butrer wourd I be?" He bowed. 

    "Don't go Sebastian on me." You walked on.

    "Good night my rady." He disappeared when you turned around. 

    You finally made your way to the attic door. You jumped and pulled down the stairs. 

    Bright orange light filled my eyes. I rolled over and moaned. 

    "Five more minutes....." I rolled ever and snuggled into my pillow. The light turned off. I felt a someone cover me with a blancket. 

    'Goodnight (Name.)'

    "Rise and shine, my rady." you rubbed your eyes and stretched as dull morning light filled the room. "Your rucky I woke you up so early. I have prepared breakfast. Come down when you change. Today its (Favorite muffin) with (favorite fruit) and (favorite juice.)" Kiku left you your backpack an retreated from the room.

    You looked at your clothes. You fell asleep in your clothes from last night. After cracking your back from sleeping in a chair you took a quick shower and got dressed. Today you wore a (f/c) sports shirt (xs guys to be exact), cargo pants that fitted to your form but weren't too saggy, (f/c) nikes and a (f/c) hoodie. As a final touch, you put your favorite headphones around your neck. You put your hair into a ponytail and grabbed your backpack. 

    You looked at yourself in the mirror, you saw light circles under your eyes. It wasn't noticeable but were you tired? Heck yes.

    You made your way down to the dinning room.  Haley was gone. Probably at her morning clases in Hetalia World Academy. You went to Hetalia World College. 

    Kiku had left you your packed lunch on the table and your breakfast. You grabbed a muffin and ate it. You ate the fruit and gulped down the juice. You grabbed another muffin and made your ways to the kitchen. From the kitchens, you walked out into you back yard to back roads. From there you made your way to the bridge. You decide mot to take the ferry. 

    You ate the muffin as you skated across the bridge. You grabbed your phone out of your back pocket. 

    'Meet me at the World bridge.' you texted to your four friends. World Bridge was a bridge that was right before the entrance to your collage. It was secluded and nobody uses it. They used the main road now. 

    Amelia: WTF! It's 6 in the morn!

    You raised a eyebrow at their response. 

    'It's an emergency. I'll explain.' you texted back.

    Victoria: I'll be there...... >:-C

    You finally arrived at the bridge where you saw the four of them waiting for you. 

    "Punk rock is perfectly fine!" Victoria exclaimed. 

    "Yeah. If this was Britain!" Amelia retorted. She was wearing her favorite 'I'm a heroine!' tee shirt, jean shorts, and combat boots. Over her shoulders was  her boyfriend, Alfred's,  jacket. cocacola-hero.deviantart.com/a…

    Victoria wore here union jack shirt, ripped jeans, converse and her hair up in two ponytails. Perhaps I forgot to mention before, Victoria was known as the punk in your group. mylifemyanime.deviantart.com/a…

    "I must disagree with both of you. Punk rock and American style isn't anything compared to our french fashion." she struck a pose in her purple dress. It hugged tight to her body and showed off her curves. www.ohkarenmillen.com/Karen+Mi…

    "Hey guys!" you called out.

    "H-hello (Name.)" Maddie said quietly. The short petite girl was dressed in a sweater jacket, a red shirt, and a simple skirt. Her hair was tied into pony tails by ribbons and tucked away into a little red hat. She clutched onto her polar bear backback. She looked so cute! swiftninja91.deviantart.com/ar…

    "What up?" Amelia looked pissed.

    "We have a situation." you said. You pulled out a map of new york. There were different sections in different colors. "Each of you are from a different area's of the mafia in New York. So what have you heard regarding the company?"

    "If your referring to the fact that your sister has a huge price on her head then I believe you need help." Victoria bought out her phone. "According to Alistair, the Scottish and Irish mafia's are also in the in the game." Victoria's own brother were part of The Irish and Scottish mafia. So if you ever asked her about the streets, she would know.

    "So w-what's the plan?" Maddie asked.

    "Under no circumstances can they get her." you folded the map and put it in your back pack.

    "The most likely place they would attack is your sisters party-" Victoria started.

    "Oh! a party! A perfect place to dress up and-" Francine exclaimed.

    "Shut it frog!" 

    "Now that's over. Can we go to class?" Amelia groaned. 

    "Yes Amelia. We can." you and your friends made your way to the college. 

    You walked quietly while the others chatted. You felt odd. It was like somebody was watching you but you couldn't shake it. It was probably your mind playing tricks on you. Being paranoid and all. You stopped and scanned the trees. Nothing seemed odd but the feeling was still there. 

    "Coming (Name?)" Maddie stopped and waited for you.

    "Yeah." you ran to catch up to her.

    'Just paranoid that's all.' you thought.

    The person raised the sniper. They aimed it right for the boys head. 

    The young boy was surrounded by a bunch of girls but didn't make any moves.

    'Probably gay.' The person thought. He looked through the scope. The young boy was alone. He looked around as if there was something there. Finally the person looked through the scope as the boy looked strait at him. The person put down the gun. 

    The young boy turned and ran. 

    The person sat back. Something was off. This didn't look like the person that the Nonno wanted dead. 

    The person looked at the receding figure of the boy. 

    After thinking about it, the person jumped from the tree branch then followed the boy. 

    'This is going to be a long day.'

    'A little bit to the left and.....' The tiny fan started to spin. "Yes!" you exclaimed. The little model airplane turned on.

    "Ces't stupide!" Francine grabbed a hammer and hammered away at her project for Engineering. Her plane looked like a  crushed paper plane. 

    "It's could have been worse." you said. Francine shared Advanced Physics while Amelia and Victoria had Aerospace and Maddie had Computer networking.

    "Attention students. Professeur Horwatz will not be able to attend his electronics class. Students are excused from that class." the loudspeaker came on.

    "Freedom!" you whooped.

    "We still have-" the bell rang dismissing you two.

    "Let's find the others and go." you walked out nto the courtyard. There Amelia, Maddie and Victoria were waiting for you. 

    You guys made you way to a pub that Victoria's brother owned. You sat down in the farthest booth where you could see the entire restaurent. 

    "Here's the plan. Keep a close eye on the Braginsky, Wang, and Vargas members at the party. I'll watch over Haley. At any sing of trouble you know what to do." you said after explaining your plan. They didn't even bat an eyelash. Not even Maddie. This isn't the first time that you asked something this odd.

    "How long do we have?" Francine asked.

    "Today and Tomorrow. The gala is tomorrow night." you confirmed. 

    "So i guess we have to dress up?" Victoria said. Gloom lines appeared around her. She hated to wear anything fancy. 

    "You guys will but I get to stay in comfy clothes."  you folded your arms behind your head and relaxed.

    "Yeah. I highly doubt that." Amelia said. Right on cue, your phone rang. You looked at the caller ID. 

    "What's up, Kiku?" 

    "Miss (Name.) I wourd rike for you to come home. There is something that is in need of attention."

    "I'll be there." You got up. "See you guys tomorrow. What time should I send Kiku to get you?" 

    "Five o'clock should be perfect." Victoria said.

    "I'll get our dresses by three so it's okay." Francine squealed.

    "See ya." they muttered their goodbyes as you made your way back to the ferry dock. You were about to skate to the shortcut when a black limo blocked your exit. 

    Two cliche guys in black cliche suits got out. 

    "Get in the car, boy." One said. He had a accent that was Russian.

    "Let me think about it." you put a finger to you lips. "Ah.....no."

    Two got his revolver. "Get in or else." his accent was distinctively Russian. 

    "Hell to the no." Two fired the gun, you used you skateboard to protect you. You dropped the board and punched One in the stomach then kneed him in face. One charged at you with a knife. You dodged his swift throws and flipped backward to avoid them. 

    You ran to the bridge. You took out your other skateboard and grabbed onto a car. You held on as you accelerated. You turned to look at the goons. They we now specs as you sped away.

    "By the way, @$$-holes! I'm a girl!" you called back. They didn't seem to hear you.

    You let go of the car as it turned. You sped to your street while it sped away. 

    You grabbed your backpack to call Kiku but found it with two knifes in it. You inspected the knife. They had only two initials, N.C. The same initials that you had seen last night. You made a mental note to show it to Kiku and Gilbert.

    After finally making it to your mansion. You saw the number of cars in your driveway. One word came into your mind, Press. You hated the media. Sure they gave you news and information but they were pesky when it came to your family.

    You turned and made your way to the lower wall. You climbed over it this time. You made your way to the kitchens instead of the back door you usually went to. 

    "Kiku!" you said in a hushed voice. "Where are-"

    "My lady." You jumped back. You saw Kiku holding two boxes in his hands. "A present for you." he handed you the box and picked up a tray of sweets. "Use the maids passage to get to your room." 

    You didn't hesitate. You went through the passages until you made it to your room. You looked to see if the coast was clear and entered your room.

    After finally calming down, you fell into your bed. 

    "Life sucks." you mumbled into your pillow. You lifted your head up to see the two boxes on your bed. You went over and opened the first box. Inside was velvet package and two notes.

    The first one read:

    Miss (Name,)

    Typically Kiku. So formal and polite.

    The second one read:

    Yo (Name!) The awesome me needs to talk to you at my fight club. Noon would be awesome. By the way bring something to protect yourself. Gun, knife, bat, NO BOMBS. Their unawesome. Just in case there may be a few unexpected drop ins. Come alone.

    That was expected from the 'awesome' Gilbert. You rolled your eyes and put the notes down. 

    You pulled aside the velvet. You eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you looked at the (f/c) material. You pulled it out more to see what it was.

    "Aw. Hell. No." you growled out through clenched teeth as you looked what you held in your hands.

    Not only did you have to worry about mafia (that were also 'allegedly' after you) crashing your family's party but you would have to wear a dress. A dress. 

    Fan-frickin-tastic.

    You fell back in your bed.

    "Could this get any worse?" you said to nobody. Your phone beeped.

    You looked at the screen. 

    Amelia: Your wearing a dress, right? '_'