Before we begin: This is another story I've adapted from a band fiction I've already written. I couldn't decide between the J-rock or Yu Yu fandoms so I thought it would be great to do both. This also means that the story is already complete. I just have to post the chapters so updates will be VERY frequent, like every 24 hours. Be sure to add this story to your alert list so you don't miss one ;)

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The speakeasy was always busy on Friday nights. Everyone knew the place was crawling with mobsters but none of them cared. This was the roaring 20's, a time to cast off centuries of restriction, a time to go wild. Karasu was no exception to this rule.

He was currently enjoying a cigarette and the music, or more specifically, the music performer. Sure, the singer was okay, but the beauty at the piano was the only one that mattered to Karasu. Only the Boss's inner circle knew that Kurama was really a man. That fact deterred most of them from pursuing the Boss's favored plaything, but not Karasu.

As he watched Kurama's graceful hands caress the piano keys, he imagined those long fingers wrapping around his member, or better yet, those soft lips. Kurama's lips were perfection. Kurama was perfection.

Just as the last chord of the song died away, the door to the Boss's office swung open and He made a brief appearance. Hiei looked as handsome as ever with his perfect hair and expensive suit. He tapped Kurama on the shoulder, making the beaded fringe on the lovely redhead's dress clack slightly as he jumped. Hiei's lips spread into a grin at this and he motioned Kurama into his office. His smile was returned and, as always, he got what he wanted.

With the object of his attention out of sight, Karasu resorted to another favorite pastime of his, brooding. Alas, it was not to be either. Karasu had not been brooding three minutes when Yusuke plopped gracelessly into the chair across from him, at which he rolled his eyes. He didn't see why this punk was Hiei's chosen successor. He was completely spastic and far too laid back to be a mob boss. Not to mention, he could never have Karasu's style and charisma. It was obvious who the rightful successor was.

"So, what have you been up to?" Karasu drawled before taking a long drag on his cigarette.

Yusuke flicked a wayward lock of hair back into place before answering, "Nothing special. I went to the picture show. That's about it. What about you? Have you been hanging around here all day?" Karasu knew this was as good a chance as any to put his sinister plan into action.

"Actually, I have been out most of today scouting out a new investment opportunity for the Family."

"What kind of investment?"

"It's an apartment complex on the south side. Hiei actually wanted me to tell you that he wants you to put an offer on it tomorrow. I told the building manager to expect you. I certainly hope you didn't have plans for tomorrow."

"No, I didn't. It would be no trouble."

"Excellent." Finished with his cigarette, Karasu snuffed it out in the ashtray. It was all too easy. Yusuke would soon be out of his way. The poor kid looked so unsuspecting. If Karasu still had a conscience, he might feel sorry for him.

But then, he noticed that Yusuke was grinning at him playfully. Did he know something? Not only that, the room seemed to have gotten darker and there was a nice smell in the air, a familiar smell. He twisted around in his chair cautiously. His nose almost touched a solid wall of purple, beaded fringe.

"Hello, Karasu."

"What do you want, Kurama?" Karasu snapped, craning his neck to look at him. The leggy beauty had mercy on him and knelt down on the floor, leaning leisurely against the table. Unfortunately, while this took the strain off Karasu's neck, having Kurama kneel in front of him was beginning to strain other areas of his anatomy.

"Hiei wants to talk to you. Karasu!"

Karasu snapped out of his fantasy to see that Kurama was scowling.

"What? I wasn't listening."

"That's obvious. You need to talk to Hiei. He's not happy with you."

All thoughts of pleasant things left Karasu's mind as he stomped off to Hiei's office, grumbling all the way.

Yusuke chuckled as Kurama immediately took Karasu's chair.

"You're looking pretty as usual. Now, are you sure you're a guy?"

"I'm not doing anything tonight. You could come over to my apartment and find out."

"No way! Hiei would have my head on a platter!"

Kurama laughed. "Relax. I'm only kidding."

"Don't scare me like that!" Yusuke grumbled. "Are you doing anything tomorrow? Hiei wants me to work out a purchase deal for an apartment complex and it would be nice to have the company."

Kurama took time to consider this one. He didn't usually participate in actual Family business.

"Alright. Give me a phone call when you're leaving and I'll go with you."

Relief flooded through Yusuke's mind. For some reason, this task made him nervous, but Kurama was reliable and smart in a pinch. Having him along made Yusuke feel better.

Karasu stormed into Hiei's office. It was bad enough that he had to come in here, but he didn't miss that Kurama struck up a conversation with Yusuke. It seemed like Yusuke was set to inherit Hiei's 'girl' along with his job.

Hiei looked up from a letter he was reading.

"Thank you for coming to see me, Karasu," he greeted, congenially. Karasu wasn't fooled.

"It's not like I have a choice. What do you want?"

Hiei got right to the point. "There was a Family meeting Wednesday. You weren't there. How can I trust you with your turf if you don't keep me informed?"

Hiei's tone was steely but Karasu wasn't bothered a bit. "There was nothing to report. Why should I go all the way across town when I have nothing to say? Because you say so?"

Hiei leapt to his feet, temper blazing, "Are you challenging my authority?"

Karasu just laughed, "Whoa, Boss. Calm down. I didn't know it meant that much to you."

Though he sat down, Hiei's anger still simmered. "Someone of your rank should want to know what's going on. Not only that, I have to be able to trust you and know you'll do as I ask. If you can't do such a simple thing as attend a meeting, I'll have you…taken care of. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal."

"Good. Get out of my sight."

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The stage is set. For those of you that are missing Kuwabara, don't worry. He'll show up eventually.