All the Small Things
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As silent as ever, the assassin dipped into the mansion of Takatori Masafumi. Long fiery red tresses were swept back, save a few chunks of bangs that dropped effortlessly into dark jade pools. With ease, the redhead slunk in and headed down to the laboratory in search of what he had been sent to retrieve. He really hated these sorts of go-boy missions Crawford liked to send him on, but Schuldig never could say no to the raven haired American. He could cause food fights with his other teammates, bother the American while he was working, or disappear for days on end; all because he knew it drove Brad Crawford mad. All this, yet the twenty-one year old German could not say no.
Sometimes I wonder about myself. Why the hell do I just go on these stupid missions for him? He cut a left down the dark, empty corridor and continued downward. Because Tot would distract Nagi and because Farfarello would probably end up just going on a killing spree all across Tokyo. The German sighed. You're going to owe me big for this one, Crawford. I hope you're hearing me. You're going to owe me. I'm missing a party downtown and those Weiß kittens were going to be there.
The German stopped in front of the door and pulled out an access key card, swiping it with ease and then dropping it back into the pocket of his coat. The heavy steel doors slid open and Schuldig went on in, sparing no time to look around, he went straight for the cabinets along the back wall, where the DNA samples he was sent to swipe would be. This is too easy. You'd think Masafumi would have some sort of security.
Perhaps the redhead had spoken too soon, or perhaps it was just his dumb luck to get caught right as he was almost out. The nasal voice that greeted him sent the hairs at the back of his neck on end. He could still get out with ease and grabbed what he needed, turning swiftly to greet Masafumi, dropping the test tubes into his coat pocket. Wearing that ever-present Cheshire grin, the redhead started to slink forward toward Masafumi and the exit.
"Schuldig! What are you doing here?" Masafumi inquired, eyes slowly narrowing to angry slits.
More than his father, Masafumi despised his bodyguards, and of the four members of Schwarz, Masafumi hated Schuldig the most. Of course, it would be fitting that of all the people Schuldig would have to butt heads with, it would be Masafumi.
"Why nothing at all… What makes you think I'm even really here?" The German smirked.
The scientist shook his head. "Don't try your bloody mind games with me!"
"Too late for that." Schuldig just continued further, dipping to the side and going for the door.
Even with the telepath's speed, the steel doors slid shut before he could get out. He glanced back at Masafumi with a snarl. Why did this have to get difficult? And he hadn't even bothered to bring his gun, or else he'd end the blasted scientist right there and then. He eyed the window wearily, easy to reach, easy to shatter, easy escape. He returned his attention to Masafumi.
"Really, don't you have anything better to do than bother a working assassin?" The telepath grinned, switching with ease to a mind link. I'd hate to have to kill you so early in your miserable existence.
Masafumi merely laughed. "Oh no, Schuldig. You see, this go around, I have the upper hand."
A slender brow rose curiously, but Schuldig didn't care to find out just what the Takatori had up his sleeve. As he started toward the window, Masafumi pulled out a large test tube from his lab coat. Glowing violet contents were opened and then thrown at the telepath as he moved. Schuldig growled, wiping the liquid from his face. He was drenched in the violet liquid. What the hell?!
Masafumi just grinned now, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched the German make way for the window, and shattering it with a kick, he disappeared into the dark night sky.
"I hope you learn your lesson, Schuldig. Never cross Takatori Masafumi."
