Requested by: Miaxg2x0

A/N: I'm gonna make so many more Y/N simps with this chapter.

SMALL WARNING: There is a bit of grotesque imagery, but nothing too graphic as it's just stabbing and blood. If you are sensitive to that kind of content however, then this one-shot is not for you. Though, that would be strange. As you're reading fanfiction of Danganronpa. 

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"You seduced him?"

"I could seduce anyone, darling."

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"Huh, so that's the target..."

Maki squinted her eyes at the dimly lit screen of her phone. Staring at an ID photo of a tall, skinny-looking male with stupidly excited eyes. "David Isabitch huh? Sounds like an easy kill..." Turning her phone off, the assassin stealthily made her way to the window of apartment room 11037, where her supposed target lived. 

'Just a quick kill, and I'm off-duty,' she told herself, about to creep in through the window when she froze. Staring through the glass in disbelief. 'Wait...that doesn't seem right...'

Quietly prying open the window, Maki cautiously stepped inside and drew her blade. Taking a quick look at her surroundings. 'It's a mess in here...did something happen...?'

Growing more and more suspicious, Maki carefully crept through the dark room of the apartment. Taking note of all the scattered furniture and broken objects. 'A fight.' she concluded, gripping her knife tighter. 'I need to be on edge.'

She noticed that the door at the end of the hall was slightly open. With light spilling out from the crevice like a little slice of heaven. Or hell in her case. As she didn't know what could be behind that door.

'Fuck.' Maki carefully made her way towards the slightly open door and made sure that she was in a quick fighting stance. Creeping quietly towards the entrance and reaching out to go open it. 

"Huh?"

Maki flinched when a knife suddenly plunged itself into the door. Inches away from her fingertips as the brute force of the blade pushed the door completely open. 

"I wouldn't enter if I were you..." a giggle called out from the inside.

Maki felt a chill go down her spine as she stared at the knife lodged deep into the door. Gripping her own knife firmly before rushing in to go disable whoever was inside. 

"Woah!" Knocking down a rather feminine figure, Maki found herself pinning a young woman down with her body as a knife pressed down on her chin. A stern look in the assassin's eyes as she panted from the intense adrenaline. "Who are you, and what are you doing in my target's home?"

"Target?" the woman looked up at her in confusion rather than fear, and it was there that Maki had finally pieced the clues together. Taking in the woman's rather strange appearance, and reaction to a knife up her throat.

'Another assassin...' Maki noted, staring down at the speckles of fresh blood that dotted the young woman's dress. A black strap on her thigh holding pockets of beautifully decorated throwing knives that matched the one lodged in the door.

"My eyes are up here, darling," the woman giggled, pressing her thighs together in a teasing manner.

"Answer the question." Maki bluntly rebutted. Shooting her eyes forward and glaring at the woman below her. 

"So straight to the point, geez..." the woman tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled innocently. Almost like a wolf in sheep's clothing. "I'm just like you, darling. Just doing my job."

She gestured to the bed above them, and Maki finally looked up to see what she was referring to. Sure enough, her esteemed target was lying there, dead against the bed with multiple stab wounds inflicted upon his chest. The walls behind him coated in a sickly pink splatter of art as the artist laid just below her very body.

"Now..." a low and sultry voice purred out. Maki's eyes widening when she felt the woman flip her over into a lying position. Straddling her lap when she let her guard down and effectively pinning her down in the position she was just in. "What're you doing here?"

Despite the woman's rather weak-looking figure, she was actually quite strong. Managing to hold Maki down with just her legs alone as she seductively stared at Maki in a condescending yet cocky manner.

"...Same as you." Maki replied coldly, feeling uncomfortable in this position as she was now in the hands of this mysterious woman. "My target is him."

"Ohhh, Mr. Isabitch?" the woman smiled angelically, "Well, if he's got two assassins chasing after him, then he must be a pretty hated guy, right?"

She let out an innocent giggle that completely mismatched with her overall appearance. The woman slowly getting off of Maki and...surprisingly helping her up even after she pinned her down. 

"What...What are you doing?" Maki voiced aloud. Confused as to why this woman was letting her go. 

"Well, since I sniped your kill. I might as well make it up to you in the end." the woman sighed tiredly and massaged her shoulders in order to loosen them up more. "I already did the work for you. All you need to do is take a photo and send it to your boss."

She sent Maki a smile and walked over to the door to grab her lodged knife. Turning her back to the assassin and giving Maki an open opportunity to stab her in the back. But she didn't.

"You're not gonna kill me?" Maki scoffed, clenching her knife tighter. 

"Well, if you're not gonna kill me," she winked. Pulling the blade out from the door and spinning it around in her fingers. "I'm Y/N by the way. It's nice to see another attractive woman in the assassinating business."

She smiled at Maki and watched as her cheeks turned a bit pink. The crimson-eyed girl rolling her eyes before pulling out her phone camera. "You shouldn't be telling people your name if you're in the assassinating business." 

"Of course not. But I only make exceptions for pretty girls like you."

Maki flinched at the compliment and felt her heart pound a bit faster than normal. Her hands shaking as she photographed the grotesque body of her esteemed target as evidence for her "kill."

Y/N sighed at the sight. Fixing her disheveled hair in the vanity mirror as she re-applied her smeared up lipstick. "This poor fellow probably would've lived if he weren't such a simp for extremely attractive women."

"You seduced him?" Maki asked, snapping a few angle shots of David's lifeless body.

"I can seduce anyone, darling." Y/N smiled from the vanity mirror. "Poor guy straight up invited me right into his own home. Had to knock him out in the living room before I could even kill him."

With one final touch up, Y/N turned around and grinned deviously at Maki. Who was distracted by David's body to even pay attention to what she was doing. "Now, to make it up to you for sniping your target..."

Y/N hummed for a second in thought before concluding her reward. Her grin growing more Cheshire-like as a mischievous idea formed inside of her head.

Seductively making her way towards her, Maki began tensing up when she felt her body being pushed down onto the bed. Ignoring the body beside her as Y/N straddled her hips and pinned her down once more.

"I'm sorry for taking your kill." Y/N spoke in a baby voice, her eyes growing half-lidded with lust before leaning down to whisper in Maki's ear. "I hope this kiss will make up for it."

The assassin's eyes widened when she felt Y/N press a deep and passionate kiss against her own lips. The H/C haired girl clearly having lots of experience when it came to deep kisses and passionate touch.

'She's...She's...!'

Y/N wasn't even pinning her down hard. She was just sitting on her, having Maki obediently lay beneath her body in a breathtaking reward of serotonin. After a while, Y/N finally let go of her lips with a gasp, panting roughly while Maki did the same. 

"Wh...Why..." Maki was too shell-shocked to properly say anything. Her face beet red as the tingling sensation of Y/N's lips lingered against her own. 

"Tell me, darling," Y/N gently caressed the side of Maki's face, "What's your name?"

Maki knew that giving her name out to someone in the assassinating business was a death wish. But since she was so flustered, she just couldn't think straight. "It's...It's Maki..."

"Maki, huh?" the way Y/N spoke her name made Maki shiver with delight. "What a pretty name..."

Getting off of her, Y/N made her way over to the victim's bedroom window and slid it open. The dead of moonlight creeping through the bedroom floor as Y/N perched herself atop the windowsill. The late night winds making the ends of her dress flutter gracefully like the wings of a bird. 

"Well, Maki. I'd hate to cut this date short. But I don't think we should frolic among a crime scene any longer." she giggled, blowing a kiss to the shell-shocked assassin. 

"I hope I snipe your kill again." she grinned. Before climbing out the window in the dead of night. Leaving Maki alone with the dead body.

'Huh, again?' Maki felt her face flush a bit hotter. Her chest growing all tingly inside as she thought of meeting the beautiful seductress again. 'Does she really want to meet up again?'

She felt herself smile quietly at the thought. A rare occurrence that almost never occurred, due to the assassin's harsh upbringing of "no smiles."

"Alright then, Y/N. Let's meet up again..." she mumbled. Getting ready to climb out the window herself. "But this time, I'm sniping your kill."

And it was there that Maki had found herself a new target to chase.

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A/N: This one was so fun to write for! I really wanted to make a one-shot with a femme fatale Y/N, so this was the perfect opportunity to test that.

Also, I have like over 30+ requests left to do, so I've practically enslaved myself to becoming a writing servant. Expect some more interesting chapters to come in the near future.