Was born

Haruchiyo's heart stopped the moment her eyes met his; it was quick but impactful. Her hand had rubbed his knuckles briefly as she walked by and he swore he could feel heat rising off the spot. She didn't even look my way earlier. Do I really need to be the one to make a move? He felt the itch on the back of his neck again and anxiety crawl under his skin. Just keep doing what I normally do, yeah, it'll get to her eventually. Unless of course one of the other guys get to her first, of course they would. Idiot just talk to her. The only person on this planet that intimidates you is Manjiro Sano; you can handle one woman. His internal dialogue argued with him back and forth. No one could notice. He masked those thoughts. Just kept on drinking and laughing with his colleagues.

As Y/n descended the stairs, three women in mini dresses and high heels climbed up. I would break my ankle in those, good for them.

Senju and Nami had been pouting, arms crossed, defeated. In their booth was silence, hoping their plan would work. They both perked up when three women approached the guys' section. "Finally, took you long enough Sapphire." Ran went up to the woman in the center of this new trio and kissed her cheek. "Hi boys, who's hired us tonight?" she raised an eyebrow. "They're not here yet, we have some friends who deserve some extra attention tonight." Ran explained. "Alright just give us the word." The women all started to settle into the booth.

Nami looked at Senju in baffle, "Strippers." Senju mouthed to her confused companion. "Ahhhhh" Nami nodded wide eyed. "So why the fuck did we just send Y/n down there?!" she hissed a whisper across the table. Both girls swung their heads to see how things were progressing. Y/n had in fact made it to the bar. She was next to the two men Akashi had pointed out. Talking to the bartender not paying them any mind until one of them struck up conversation.

Senju headed towards her older brother, "Y/n's got their attention, so only a matter of time before they notice you. They need a direct invitation from you, it would be sketchy coming from one of us. When they notice you make sure you wave them over." The executives snuck glances; Y/n was laughing with the traitors while the bartender made her drink. She clasped onto it when done, and before walking away she gave the two a flirty wave. Sneaking one more peak over her shoulder. The traitors followed the path she took, and finally noticed the Bonten hotshots on the second tier. The duo picked up their drinks in a cheers salute to the executives, the gesture was returned, and Bonten's advisor waved them over.

"This is our chance Ken, if we can find a way to bring the party to their place, we can give the location to Okami." Jay Kimura said to his partner. Ken looked apprehensive as they began to walk towards Bonten's table. "Regardless," he whispered back to Jay, "I'll let Okami know where we're at." He pulled out his cellphone. Typed out the message, keeping his head up and eyes forward to not raise suspicion.

M: Bonten club zero update soon

Before Y/n could make it back Sanzu grabbed a hold of one of the dancers' arms. He leaned in next to her head and whispered in her ear, "Diamond you got any xans on you?" She pulled back and nodded, "Yeah I do," she began searching her clutch. "You got any party favors yourself?" Her eyes pleading hopeful. "I do back at the house, I'll hook you up if this all works out." She pulled out a cellophane wrap that had several small orange pills and larger white ones. "Do you want fives or tens?" "Tens, just one, quick." He rubbed his nose, sliding his hand down his face. He didn't want Y/n to notice the transaction or his ingestion of the drug. You won't right? I mean I'm doing this so I can talk to you. You make me so fucking nervous. And I'm not used to it. I got a lot on my plate tonight and I got to calm down before I pop off, so you won't mind right? He took the pill from Diamond and bounced it into his mouth, chewing it to feel the effects faster, and chased it with a sip of Hennessey. Ack, disgusting, no time to snort tonight though.

Based on the relieved look of her friends' faces, Y/n assumed their plan had worked. She took in the next door scene: three women had entered the picture and the two men from the bar had just arrived. They shook hands, respectfully greeting the guys at Omi's table. Looks like they're important to Bonten. She didn't realize they were the structure Bonten was based on, the foundation of the organization. She didn't sit down but instead turned to her friends with a shrug, "If you can't beat em, join em? Might as well enjoy the rest of our night ladies." She had a point. They had been caught and punished for their deception and successfully gave Omi what he asked for. They deserved a portion of what they came out to do tonight.

Y/n made her way over to Koko and raised her glass. "Thanks again for the drink." He clinked cups with her and whispered, "It was worth more just to see Aka...Omi's expression." He laughed and she joined him. They sipped their drinks and nodded to each other. She slipped away to join her friends. Nami had struck up conversation with the other women present but Senju was distant. Y/n could visibly see the hidden discomfort in her friend's body language. She rubbed her friends back with the hand not holding her cup, "What's wrong?" "I'm worried," Senju whispered, "I don't know what we just set up but its nothing good Y/n."