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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

He wailed in pain, stumbling backwards and falling on his ass.
"Oh, Jesus. Ok, get Sarutobi up." The other said, "It's his turn."

"I should say so." Kojurou agreed, "Don't let it happen again." He stated firmly.
"I'm still your superior, whether you like it or not."
 
Amaya lurched forward in her chair, eyes wide with anger. “You aren’t done with me yet- don’t you touch him!” She spat.

She bit her tongue, letting Kojurou scold her. “Sorry, it won’t happen again.” She said, keeping her eyes down.
 
They hauled Sasuke up, who thrashed in their grasp to try and get free.
"We are done with you. You're boring, and your only reactions are to get rowdy. We don't have time for that."

Kojurou gave a firm nod before moving to let her pass, "Get back to work." He ordered.
 
Amaya glanced to the couch where she had stashed her gun, looking back to Sasuke with panic in her eyes. She was completely cornered, and her hands were literally tied, along with her ankles. “Fuck you! You didn’t come here for him! Finish what you started with me you assholes!”

“Yes sir.” Megohime nodded and headed out right away, not wanting anymore scolding than she had already gotten. Heading back to her patrol route, she opened up the pack of cigarettes she had picked up, lighting it and smoking it to help pass the time before she could privately take her TB.
 
"We want to send you to hell miserable, that's all." He replied before they forced Sasuke into a chair across from her. Sasuke tried not to look scared, smiling at Amaya.
"It'll be ok, I'll figure out how to get us out of this."

It was quiet, thankfully. There was never usually any trouble around Masamune's estate, but one could never be too careful.
 
“Like hell!” Amaya argued with Sasuke, looking rough.
“God, shut the hell up already..!” The familiar rattle of Amaya’s downers sounded as one of the men dropped the bottle- carrying a handful of pills to Amaya’s mouth before forcing them in and pinching her nose shut. She struggled eyes wide as she fought to not swallow the mouthful of pills, eyes watering at the bitter taste of the pills on her tongue. When she finally swallowed she nearly choked on all the pills, a pit forming in her stomach.

Once finished with her patrol, she headed in for the night, finding nothing wrong with the perimeter of the estate. Megohime got undressed from her uniform, showering, then headed to bed. With the lights off and no one else in sight, Megohime took out her TB, taking one dose and laying back to relax.
 
"The whole bottle?! You son of a bitch, she could die!!" Sasuke snapped.
"Uh, yeah. That's kind of the fucking point." The one who had been torturing Amaya moved to Sasuke, pliers in hand, and Sasuke glared hate and death at him.

Euphoria washed over her like warm honey, clouding her mind just enough.
 
Amaya coughed once most of the pills where down, almost immediately feeling the effects. It was like hitting a brick wall, limbs growing heavy.
The man moved away from Amaya, letting her slump in her chair, fighting to keep her eyes on Sasuke.

Megohime let out a soft sigh, rolling onto her stomach and holding her pillow close, closing her eyes as the euphoria slowly got stronger.
 
They had to hold Sasuke down, the ginger thrashing and struggling much too much for their liking. They held his mouth open while the first pushed the pliers into Sasuke's mouth, gripping a tooth and ready to really tug. Only it came out pretty clean, and the man stumbled.
"What the fuck?"
"Sorry, Otani beat you to that one." Sasuke said.

There was a soft knock on her door and a moment's pause.
"Mego?" It was Masamune.
 
Amaya couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, eyes heavy with fatigue, obvious she was slipping away.
“See if she’s got any uppers around here, I wanna see what happens when you mix them.” The gangster grinned, a wicked look on his face.

Megohime shifted a bit, looking to the door. “Come in..” She called back to him.
 
The other moved to rigle around through the cabinets and their belongings, almost determined to find some uppers.

The door opened and Masamune stepped in, giving a small smile.
"Hey. Just wanted to say good night and good job."
 
Inside one of the cabinets was a box of upper injectables, six in total. Amaya was completely out of it now, head drooping forward, unable to move at all as she barely clung to consciousness.

She smiled back, rolling onto her side to make room as she patted the bed. “Stay with me for a while..”
 
"Wakey wakey~" He said as he moved to Amaya, injecting her with one needle to start.
"Leave her alone, you're focusing on me now, remember?!"
"Pipe down." They hissed at Sasuke, "I wanna see what happens."

Masamune fought the soft furrow of his eyebrows before he moved into her room, shutting the door behind him before he climbed into bed.
"You ok?"
 
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