A/N: This actually started out as a random fic. I attempted to end it in oneshot but failed miserably XD It's heavily inspired by the tragic tale Romeo & Juliet, but the setting is switched to modern Mafia AU. The song lyrics in this story are translated from the Japanese song Ice Chain by Rurutia.

It would be nice if anyone who reads this tells me how this is going. There will probably be several chapters, not many XD Hopefully, no hearts are broken :3


(1)

Your hands are always cold just like the snowflakes.

It looks like they would melt tenderly, if I ever attempted to touch them.

Even if no one forgives us, and even if we lose it all.

Even so, I want to see you so much.

It doesn't matter if there's no turning back.

He looks up at the spiral of stairs that stretch up to the sky.

She wraps his arm around her shoulder and they hobble towards the stairs.

He clamps one hand over the wound on his chest and pants. She glimpses him nervously. He returns a reassuring smile and drags himself to the first step.

She swallows her tears. They start making their way up the building.

They keep sprinting upstairs. Their breaths echo with each other.

He groans and trips. She falls with him. She keeps his arm around her and pulls him up.

Her feet are sore. She doesn't know how long she can keep this up.

Because there you are, shining until the end of the world.

I wouldn't ask for more than this.

So please, God, turn a blind eye for once,

To the sin we have committed.


(2)

The first time he saw her, she was like an explosion of colours herself.

She did it like a dance. She leapt into the air and swung her body. She dodged the blades and flew across the room. Her kick was powerful. She never missed a shot. She always landed steadily on the ground.

She would never contaminate herself with blood. She did it so rigorously she never left a single trace.

He bumped into her in his first mission. They were both going after the same set of documents.

He was sent there by his brother, Lukas Bondevik. He never wanted to be there in the first place.

She was sent there to substitute her cousin, Mei Wang. She never wanted to be there either.

He didn't realise she was there until she jumped down from the ceiling and snatched the documents from him. Soundless. Cautious. He whipped around and raised his pistol. She kicked it off him without much ado. It swept across the room and spun in one corner. He stared at her. She stared back.

Her dark brown eyes sparkled in the night. She wore her long, black hair in a bun. Her skin-tight outfit revealed her slender curves.

An angel in the dark.

He stomped towards her and their fight began.

He grasped her by the arm and flung her across the room. She retaliated with a forcible kick. He staggered and they started delivering blows to each other.

He was a novice.

So was she.

He faltered. She pinned him against the wall. The papers went flying in the air. They could care less.

There he was, slammed against the hard concrete by a girl of his age. She stood a few inches shorter than him, but hell was she strong. She squinted at him. He wondered why she wouldn't just shoot him on the spot.

She faltered too. She had never seen someone with violet eyes and white hair. His skin was so pale it was almost translucent. Like one of those vampires in her novels.

He wasn't giving his best shot. She wouldn't blame him.

For a mini-second, she loosened her grip. He shoved her down to the floor and straddled her. She flailed her arms. He clasped her wrists and pinned them above her head.

Damn it.

He leant in and stole her kiss.

Her first kiss.


(3)

He didn't return with the documents that night.

Lukas didn't yell at him. It was rather expected the boy couldn't achieve much. He had sent him off to a mission to test his capability. And it was only his first time.

"I'm sorry, Lukas," he said. Not guilty at all. He came back with perfectly clean clothes. His lips were tainted scarlet.

"Oh no, you mean you failed?" Mathias exclaimed. His drooping blue eyes widened. "Those documents are super important. They reveal the Kirklands' secrets and-"

Lukas shot him a glare. The blond immediately sealed his lips.

"Emil." Lukas stood up from his chair and walked towards his younger brother. He traced his fingers along his slightly wrinkled collar and dishevelled jacket. "Did you get attacked?"

"Lukas!" The door swung open. In walked a young man with short blond hair, a rather round face and a white hat. He was followed by a taller man with glasses.

"What's it, Tino?"

"I know where the documents went," Tino said. "The Wangs. They were probably helping the Kirklands."

Lukas nodded and stared back at his brother.

"So you bumped into one of their people?" asked Lukas.

Emil looked down at the ground and fidgeted. Her face flashed across his mind.

"Who was it?"

Emil didn't want to say it.

"Emil," growled Lukas, "who got the documents from you?"

"I…don't know," Emil stuttered. "It's a girl."

The four men exchanged some glances.

"Ice, don't tell me you got defeated by a freaking girl," Mathias resisted the urge to laugh. Lukas smacked him upside the head.

"That's pretty enough." Lukas turned back to his brother.

"I wonder who she is..." Tino mused.

"They do have some very capable female assassins," Lukas said nonchalantly and sat back down in his chair. "It could be Mei Wang or Lien Wang."

"Oh those two." Mathias rolled his eyes. "Both are pretty feisty and relentless chicks."

"At least you didn't get hurt," said Lukas.

"Did you fight back?" asked Mathias.

"Leave him alone for now." Lukas grunted and gestured for Emil to leave the room. "Take some rest."

"Yes." Emil nodded and left the office obediently.

He walked back into his room and sat down on the bed.

He didn't want to wash away the scent on his lips.


(4)

He lost his parents when he was ten. Lukas was twenty then.

His brother took over the entire mafia and assumed the underworld name of Norway.

He was taught to drive when he was twelve.

He was taught to fight when he was thirteen.

By the time he reached fourteen, he was trained to kill.

He had to follow his brother's province.

They had influences all across Northern Europe. They were notorious for assassination and extorting riches. In the underworld, their business covered a wide range of illegal dealings, trafficking, smuggling, loan sharking and frauds. They had various divisions, all controlled and dictated by Lukas and his underboss, Mathias.

They had retained a fairly friendly relationship with the Kirklands for years. They did trades occasionally and met up once in a while. Everything fell apart, however, once Lukas discovered that Kirklands were associated with their parents' death.

Betrayal. Apparently.

No one could be trusted. And it happened that the Kirklands had an inevitable tie with the Wangs.

"The Wangs are gaining immense power across the Asia," Tino reported. "They've recently started cooperating with the Braginskis. They're expending their influences towards Eastern Europe."

The man paused and looked up from his data.

"Go on," Lukas said.

"The Kirklands do not like the Braginskis but they cannot possibly start a conflict because of this. The Wangs have their own internal problems. It's heard that there have been disparities between Yao Wang and his half-brother, Kiku Honda. Nothing serious enough to tear them apart though. Two years ago, one of their family members, Hyung Soo, got murdered by Alfred's people in a mission. Since then, they have been on rather bad terms with the Jones. Currently, their aims are fixed on conquering the Eastern Europe territories."

"Wow, they're pretty aggressive, huh?" Mathias butted in.

"Yao Wang and Kiku Honda are but very ambitious people," Tino said, "and they have dominated most parts of the underworld in China and Japan, or so I've heard."

"This is not what I want to hear about," Lukas growled and tapped the desk. "Get me something useful so I can use it against the Kirklands."

"Actually, there's a secret between the Kirklands and the Wangs," Tino continued. "Arthur Kirkland has a daughter with Chun Yan Wang."

"Now, that's more interesting," Lukas smirked, propping his chin in one palm.

"That's what binds the two families together," Tino said. "This girl was kept under the roof of Kirklands for some years before she returned to the Wangs. They do not want her identity exposed, because they're planning to make her a potential heir to either one of the families."

"So you're saying this bitch is very precious to both of them, huh?" Mathias snickered.

"Apparently, yes." Tino nodded.

Emil frowned and shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Is something wrong?" Lukas narrowed his eyes.

Emil averted his gaze and shook his head. His cheeks burnt.

"I want to know more about this girl," Lukas said. "We'll wait for the right time to abduct her and blackmail them."

"And we will be the King of Europe!" Mathias shot his fist in the air.

"Quiet," Lukas growled.

"They will be holding a party tomorrow night," Tino said. "A joint gathering between the Kirklands and the Wangs."

"Good," Lukas nodded and suddenly turned to Emil. "Emil."

Emil blinked at his brother quizzically.

"I'm giving you a second chance," Lukas said. "I want you to attend the party tomorrow."

"What?" Emil's eyes widened.

"Infiltrate the party. Get to know this girl." Lukas frowned and looked back at Tino. "Wait, what's her name again?"

"Oh." Tino chuckled and checked the screen, "she has many names- Jia Ling, Little Plum, Bauhinia, Orchid…but the most common one is Leona Wang-Kirkland. She's also known as Hong Kong in the underworld. A very agile and skilled fighter."

"Okay." Lukas nodded and pointed at Emil. "Emil, I want you to get acquainted with that Leona girl. Do not let her know your identity. Gain her trust. And bring her back to us. Get it?"

Emil's face paled.

"Wait a minute, isn't that too challenging for him?" Mathias giggled, "He can't even flirt!"

"I agree," Tino said. "Infiltration might be too much for him. What if he gets caught?"

"I c'n g' w'th h'm," the man next to Tino said solemnly.

"Good, Berwald." Lukas nodded. "I'm counting on you."

"Lukas..." Emil frowned. "I don't think-"

"Emil, what is this family to you?" Lukas interrogated. "Don't you want to achieve something Dad and Mum could be proud of?"

"I…" Emil lowered his head and stared at his own lap.

"I didn't raise you to stray from our family's morale. I believe in you, so you should at least prove to me that you're willing to endeavour."

"Yes." Emil nodded.

"I expect you not to fail this time," Lukas said and stood up. "Don't disappoint me, lil' brother."


(5)

"You look very beautiful, milady."

Mei giggled as she combed her cousin's wavy, long hair.

"Oh, like, drop it, Mei."

Leona rolled her eyes. She stared into the gigantic mirror. Her cheeks were pink from the rouge Mei had just applied on her. Her eyebrows were trimmed. Her bangs were clipped by a ruby orchid clip. The flowery patterns were sewn with golden threads. They glimmered on the exquisite sleeveless shangpao her uncle forced her to wear. She put on two fingerless, black gloves that reached up to her arms.

"So, how's it going da-ze!"

The door was booted open. A loud, handsome boy in his late teens bounced into the room. He had short, black-brown hair and a rather eye-catching curl that stuck out on the right side of his head. He wore a black suit and a dark purple tie.

"Yong Soo!" Mei growled, "I asked you to knock before you came in. This is absolutely rude!"

"I can't wait to see my beautiful orchid da-ze!" Yong Soo strutted towards the two girls. "And of course, everything beautiful originates in me!"

"Stop it!" Mei grumbled. "Privacy, Yong Soo. Ever heard of it?"

"Well, we're gonna get married soon anyway." Yong Soo pouted and shoved Mei out of the way. He bent down and wrapped his arms around Leona. "What's there to hide from me?"

Leona grunted and unwrapped Yong Soo's hands. She stood up and glared at him.

"Out," she demanded and pointed to the door. "Now."

"Playing difficult now, aren't you?" Yong Soo smirked and folded his arms.

"Get out!" Leona raised her voice.

"No."

The boy shook his head rather determinedly.

"Fine, I'll leave then." Leona snorted and attempted to strut past the tall boy. He clasped her wrist and yanked her back.

"Really, why do I always give in to you da-ze?" Yong Soo tilted his head and smiled.

She growled and raised her fist. He caught it and grinned wider.

"Get out, Mei," he commanded.

Mei frowned. Leona started struggling, but Yong Soo kept a firm grip on her.

"Now, before I get angry." Yong Soo lowered his voice.

"Just leave, Mei," Leona said, not wanting to drag her into trouble. "I can handle this."

Mei nodded uncertainly and left the room.

Leon punched Yong Soo in the face. The boy let go of her and winced. He rubbed his swollen cheek.

"That," Yong Soo growled, "is totally unacceptable."

Something gleamed in his eyes. She knew what was coming.

She braced herself for the slap. The moment she landed on the mattress, tears prickled the corners of her eyes. She didn't know why she still bothered to put up a fight. It was strenuous. That little beast inside him flicked on and off like a switch. He had never been like this when they were small. They used to play and spend lots of time together. All those years of rampages and suffering had sent him over the edge. When his twin brother perished in one of the missions Yao set up for them, he returned with a wholly different personality.

His childish smile had completely vanished. In replacement, there was a sickening laughter as his lips latched onto her shoulder. She squirmed and hit him. He grasped her wrists so hard it left two trails of bruises. She bit her tongue and stifled a cry. She didn't want anyone to storm in and see her like this. He smashed his lips against her and kissed her fiercely.

She wiggled underneath him. He stopped only when she begged with tears. He stared at her with cold, dark eyes.

"Please…stop it." She panted. Her lips were sore. Her rouge was probably messed up by her tears.

His eyes softened and in an instant, he returned to his usual self.

"Oh hi, Leona, why are you crying?" he asked worriedly and wiped her tears.

She sat back up on the bed. His eyes glinted with perplexity.

"Did I…flip out again?"

Leona shut her eyes and shook her head, still panting.

"I'm so sorry da-ze," Yong Soo apologised and kneeled down in front of her. He took both her hands and fondled them.

"It's, like, okay," she said.

"Well then, fix your make-up." Yong Soo smiled and walked to the door. "I'll meet you downstairs da-ze."

She sat in front of the mirror and looked at her own reflection.

How much she wanted to jump right out of that barred window.