Senea: A new story, a plot, exciting! This came out of one of those chibi 4 komas Gora released. Basically it's the aftermath of the chapter and I decided to write the before part and then the after...and then created this whole story based off of that one reaction. So yeah. I'm hoping this will be a weekly release but we will see, I have most of it in my head the problem is typing it out in a way people will get.

Like I said in the intro it is Homra Alphabet boy centric with appearances of the others of course but they have more minor parts (Roles reversed!)

Welcome to the new story and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of K or it's characters.

Prologue

Shouhei couldn't remember the last time he moved his left leg.

Not that he really minded not moving it, but when one was staying in the exact same spot they have been in for the past four hours, the mind liked to travel. Mainly it was traveling to his left leg that had yet to move since he got here.

After checking his phone once again, he swore that time was moving slowly just to tease him. Having enough of this waiting in one spot, Shouhei finally relieved his leg of its cramped position. Shuffling a bit, he began supporting it on one of the many crates the brunet has had the pleasure of getting to know throughout this reconnaissance mission. His leg was now on the splintered, but not as splintered box that his hand had been placed on a half hour ago. That one was to the side of the fishy, but also somehow fruit rotting, smelling crate. His hand still hurt from the splinters and his pants felt quite strangely sticky from sitting on that one.

He reminded himself to take a nice couple of showers when this was all over.

Comfortable at last, he turned his attention back towards his target. A delivery had come by around twenty minutes ago and no one had come by to claim it yet. Even after the driver had gone into the warehouse there was still silence. Shouhei was convinced they weren't coming out right away just to make him wait even longer. This was getting to be torture.

Light appeared down near the doors and Shouhei perked his head up from his hiding place to spot a few thugs walking over to the cargo truck. Finally something he could do, luck was on his side.

Normally Homra wasn't too interested finding out what small fry gangs like Yamato-kai were doing, but Kusanagi had said some of their behaviour was far from their norm and needed to be checked out. And that was why Shouhei was making friends with all these crates and his left leg was acting up. They weren't up for territory expansion, and to be honest this was the first time he had even heard of these people.

It wasn't as bright as it had been when he or the truck had gotten there, but the young man could still see the silhouettes of two or three gang members carrying boxes inside to their base. It wasn't until one of them came into the light of the entrance way that Shouhei nearly jumped out of his hiding place. One after another were going into the warehouse, all the same type. That was certainly far from the norm for these guys.

The brunet tightened his hat on his head and began to shuffle through his temporary area, glad he could finally say goodbye to the fishy and splintery crates, patting himself off from all the dust that had managed to accumulate on his clothes. Add laundry to the list of things he needed to do after this was all over and he went home. Maybe after all of this was over he could treat himself to a bath house. Right now, though, he had a job to do. Nodding to himself, Shouhei began to walk over to the warehouse.

He paused, however, remembering he had to do something before he jumped in so carelessly. First thing was first, rules and all. Bringing his phone out, Shouhei took a couple of steps back to hide in the shadows better and brought up a name on his phone. He tapped the screen lightly and brought it up to his ear, hearing a ring.

It wasn't long before it stopped. "Idiot, you're scouting! You shouldn't be calling me!"

Shouhei merely laughed "But if I found something then how would I be able to tell you, San-chan?"

"You ever heard of texting!? Or talking to Kusanagi-san?"

"Haha, sorry, sorry. But this way would be faster." He explained, his voice turning a bit more serious. "I'm heading to the hideout, looks like Kusanagi-san was right about them. I'll take care of it immediately so there won't be anything to worry about in the future. You mind telling him for me?"

There was a couple of seconds of what Shouhei believed was Bandou choking on a drink. He then began to sputter out some words. "Wha—H-hey! Wait a second Shouhei! Don't just go on your own—"

The young man continued to smile, ignoring the warning. "Thanks, San-chan. I'll see you in just a while."

"HEY LISTEN TO WHAT I'M SA-"

Shouhei hanged up, grabbing the bat he had brought with him and slinging it over his shoulder. It's always good to be prepared.

Yamato-kai was known for some small illegal gambling with a side of weak drug dealing. Nothing major and really nothing worth mentioning or paying attention to for Homra, the cops could take care of those small crimes any day. These kinds of gang lasted for a few months, died off then brought up differently all over Shizume just with a different name and some different members. And since that was the case for this one...would they need that many weapons for the measly fifty members they had?

Bandou and the rest of Homra will just have to understand getting them now was better than later.

At least his left leg had something to do now as he started to head toward the gang's hideout. He felt the quiet thrumming inside of his chest as it began to grow, warming him up inside, and smiled. His flames would enjoy the exercise as much as his body would.

Senea: Annnd there's the beginning! Let me know what you think and leave a review! See you in the next chapter!