KISEKI KAZOKU

Summary: Mafia AU. The Kiseki Kazoku is known as the most powerful and most feared mafia family in Japan, led by their boss Akashi Seijuurou. When their valued member, Kuroko Tetsuya gets kidnapped by a rival family the Kiseki will stop at nothing to rescue him. They have one rule. "Family is family. They may be the most annoying bunch of assholes you will ever meet, but at the end of the day they're with you until the end of the line." Rated for violence and swearing.

A/N: Hi minna of the KnB fandom! This is Skylark here bringing you my first multi chapter story for KnB. This story was inspired by the anime, Hitman Reborn and by a sniping game I play.

Disclaimer: I don't own KnB or its characters.

Chapter 1: Stakeout

KISEKI FAMILY HEADQUARTERS

Weapons Vault

Tuesday, 7:34 pm.

The rifle felt heavy in his hands as Midorima unloaded it from the rack. His hands swept over the long barrel, inspecting it for scratches. It was in its usual perfect condition. Nonetheless he pulled out a cleaning rag and began wiping every inch of it.

Takao stood in the doorway of the vault, watching Midorima worriedly. He was wiping his rifle roughly instead of the usual gentle motion he uses. Something was definitely wrong for him to treat his weapon carelessly. He treated his rifle like it was a vital part of him-cleaning it every available moment, maintaining its perfect condition and taking it out to the shooting range for practice. Takao once joked that he sleeps with the gun in his bed and got himself an annoyed glare in response.

It wasn't just Midorima, every one of them was frustrated these past days. Kagami and Aomine haven't argued at all, Kise spoke less than usual and Akashi's intimidating aura was even more palpable Takao was wondering why none of them was stabbed yet.

It was almost two weeks since one of their own was taken. Kuroko Tetsuya, the best spy in Kiseki and also one of its highly valued members, had been taken by Kirisaki Daiichi. They were founded just a year ago, but the brutality in their crimes had the best families on their guard. They have yet to be caught by the police and so far their boss had remained nameless.

Kiseki hadn't paid any attention to them until Kuroko had disappeared from his mission in Okinawa and Akashi had received a cryptic letter demanding him to hand over all the resources they had-clients, weapons, bases, everything. In exchange, Kuroko would be returned to them unharmed.

Akashi didn't trust Kirisaki if the way he had shredded the letter into pieces was anything to go by.

Now, the Kiseki Family was on the move, and they weren't stopping until they get Kuroko back.

"Shin-chan."

Midorima looked up, hands paused from their wiping. Takao was already prepared for their mission. He was dressed in black just like Midorima and his M-16 was slung over his shoulder.

"The others are waiting. Let's go."

Midorima slung his rifle over his shoulder and grabbed his lucky item-a Hibird keychain-and tucked it in his pants pocket.

Even in the mafia, Takao mused, Midorima still believed in Oha-asa.

Murasakibara and Himuro were waiting for them at the parking garage. Their ride for the mission was a work to behold. On the outside it was a regular, gray van with fake license plates, but on the inside it was a technical wonder. Computer screens lined one side of the van, displaying rows upon rows of data. On the other side hung their weapons-guns, knives, smoke bombs, you name it. The windows were tinted black so it was impossible to see the arsenal unless you were actually inside the van.

Midorima and Takao climbed in the back. Himuro was manning the computers, tapping away on the keyboard while fiddling with his headset. Murasakibara was the designated driver, despite having to hunch himself in the tiny seat.

"How soon until we leave?" Takao asked as he closed the door behind them. The van went dark, lit up only by the glow of the computer screens.

"We'll go once Kise and Kasamatsu get into position and when Aomine and Taiga are done scouting."

"Murasakibara, how many times have I told you not to eat in the van?" Midorima scolded Murasakibara who was eating umaibo at the front seat.

"Hmm, about twenty-three times for the month, I think. I lost count." The purple-haired giant kept eating.

Takao snickered, earning a glare from Midorima.

"Shin-chan is such a mother hen."

"Am not!"

"He has a point, Mido-chin."

"Shhh!" Himuro silenced them. "I'm getting a transmission." He twisted the knob on his headset and pressed a button. "This is Himuro."

"This is Kasamatsu. We're in position."

"We're on our way. Proceed as planned." Himuro cut off the transmission. "Atsushi?"

Murasakibara tossed his umaibo wrapper and turned on the ignition. The van gave shuddered and suddenly jolted forward, causing Takao and Midorima to slam against the doors.

"For someone who could afford a state of the art computer system, Akashi couldn't get a better van?"

"Shut up, Takao."

Murasakibara dropped them off at an alleyway before driving away to their position. Midorima silently climbed up the fire escape of the building that will serve as their vantage point. Takao followed him, watching the back of Midorima's head. He could still feel the green head's tension rolling off him in palpable waves. He didn't voice it out loud, knowing Midorima would just get mad or brush it off as nothing.

That didn't stop Takao from worrying though.

The building they were in overlooked the bar across the street. It was after dinnertime so only a few people remained inside. A high school basketball game was playing on the TV behind the counter, but nobody paid attention to it, too busy with their own conversations.

Kasamatsu stood behind the counter dressed in the bar's red and black uniform. He was wiping a glass, but actually he was looking out the windows, waiting for their target to arrive.

"Kise, do you see anything yet?"

Kise was dressed in a similar uniform with a cap to cover his hair. He was going around tables and loading empty beer bottles on a tray. His position provided him a closer view of the windows and the streets outside.

"Nothing. Aominecchi? Kagamicchi?"

"There's nothing on my end."

"Same here."

"Then, we wait."

Kasamatsu went back to wiping glasses. Kise went around cleaning tables while keeping his eye on the basketball game on TV. Outside the bar, Aomine and Kagami were on opposite streets watching anyone entering or exiting the bar.

Aomine was jittery. He didn't have the patience for stakeout missions. Kise and Kasamatsu were undercover specialists; patience was a prerequisite for them. As for Kagami, he just happened to be less bored than Aomine.

"Oi, Kise. What are the scores? The screen is so far from my spot.

"Aomine!" Kagami's voice crackled through his earpiece. "Are you seriously trying to watch a basketball game?! We're on a mission!"

"Im not standing out here all night without some form of entertainment. Plus, I know you're watching too."

"Aho!"

"Baka!"

"83-87. In favor of Shuutoku," Kise's voice interrupted their bickering.

"Wait 'til Midorima hears about that."

"I can hear you, idiot," came Midorima's voice, accompanied by Takao's muffled laughter in the background. "Go back to lookout or else I'll shoot you."

"Pft. Like you'd actually get me."

"I never miss a shot."

"And I've never been shot. Wanna test that out?"

"Never been shot? As if, Aominecchi! Remember that mission we went to two months ago?"

"Hey! That sniper got a lucky hit. How was I supposed to know he was aiming for me?"

"You know better than to stand in an open spot when there's a sniper around. You're just lucky he was off by a few centimeters and got you in the leg instead of an organ."

"Bastard. I couldn't walk right for days."

"That...sounded so wrong, Aomine."

"I didn't mean like that, pervert!"

"Me? A pervert? Like a pot calling a kettle black."

"Why you piece of-"

"All of you shut up before I call Akashi!" Kasamatsu threatened.

Everyone fell silent. Aomine pretended to text someone while Kagami looked at a shop window displaying basketball shoes. Midorima and Takao adjusted their weapons silently. The tension was back in the air and thicker than ever as they waited for their target to arrive.

Takao saw it before anyone else did.

"I have a visual. Black van at eight o'clock. It's passing your way Kagami."

Kagami looked at the reflection of the car in the shop's window. "Got it. Kasamatsu, Kise, they're here."

Kasamatsu glanced at Kise who nodded and tugged down his cap. They saw the van stop in front of the bar and a man stepped out, his grey hair was prominent against the black suit he wore. From his position Aomine managed to get a glimpse of his face.

"Haizaki..." Aomine muttered darkly.

Haizaki Shougo, a former member of the Kiseki and their best undercover specialist prior to Kise. Before Kuroko's disappearance Haizaki had betrayed Kiseki and joined Kirisaki, something Akashi didn't take too lightly.

Haizaki looked around. Thankfully, his eyes passed over Kagami and Aomine. He gestured to someone in the van and men dressed in black suits stepped out. Haizaki gave them orders before they dispersed and went different directions. With one last sweep at the area, he entered the bar.

"Midorima, locations," Kagami asked.

"Three in the left alley, two at the other one next to a lamppost. One across the street from Aomine and one just below me. There's also the driver."

"Leave it to us. Let's go, Aomine."

"Finally," Aomine cracked his knuckles," I was getting bored."

While Aomine and Kagami took care of the bodyguards Kise and Kasamatsu focused on the target. Haizaki looked around, surveying the area. Kise turned his back so he wouldn't see his face while Kasamatsu busied himself with the taps. Kise waited until he was sure Haizaki was behind him before suddenly turning around and 'accidentally' spilling him with beer.

"Hey! Watch it!" he yelled as the beer soaked his suit.

"I am so sorry, sir!" Kise pretended to fuss over the state of Haizaki's suit, babbling apologies. Kasamatsu smirked. The kid was a damn good actor.

"This is all my fault. I am so sorry," Kise continued his act.

"Damn right it is! Do you have any fucking idea how much this suit costs?!"

"What's going on here?" Kasamtsu stepped in," Is everything alright, sir?"

"No it's not. This clumsy oaf here," Haizaki shoved Kise who resisted the urge to punch the ex-Kiseki member," ruined my new suit."

"Is that so?" Kasamatsu glared at Kise who flinched. "Get a towel from the back."

"Y-yes sir!"

Kise ran off.

"I am terribly sorry, sir," Kasamatsu gave a bow. "Let me help you with your shirt and how about a free drink for all the trouble?"

"As long as it's not beer."

Kasamatsu gave a polite laugh and led Haizaki to the backroom. Kise had his back turned to them and made a few sniffles. He pulled out a towel from one of the drawers, along with a needle filled with a paralysis potion.

"Where's that towel I asked for?" Kasamatsu moved so he was behind Haizaki.

"Right here, sir." Haizaki made a grab for it. "No. Allow me, Haizaki."

"Huh? How do you know my-" It dawned on him. "Shit."

Kasamatsu grabbed him from behind. Haizaki butted him with the back of his head. Kasamtsu groaned from the pain, but managed to catch the kick aimed for his gut. He pulled Haizaki's leg and they collapsed to the ground. "Kise, now."

Kise pulled out the needle and grabbed one of Haizaki's arms. Haizaki shook free from his grip and landed a punch on Kise's chest. He gave a gasp and the needle crashed to the floor. Haizaki tried punching him again, but Kasamatsu grabbed his head and slammed it against the floor. A cracking sound was heard and Haizaki stopped struggling.

"Kasamatsucchi!"

"Don't worry. That only knocked him out. And maybe broke his nose." Kasamatsu called the others through his earpiece. "We got him."

"We got him."

Kagami heard Kasamatsu's transmission just as took down the last bodyguard. He slumped to the floor along with the others. All of them were covered in bruises and stab wounds. One of them had a bullet hole in his shoulder.

"I'm done on my end. Aomine?"

He heard a grunt followed by a popping sound which could only be Aomine's silenced gun.

"I got the others. The driver got away though."

"As always I have to clean up your messes." Midorima adjusted his scope to follow the speeding van. "Takao."

"Wind speed is 5 mph. Distance adjustment 1200 meters. Van is going 45 mph. It's a long shot, Shin-chan."

"Not for me."

Seconds later the van crashed into a fire hydrant. The driver had a bullet hole right in the middle of his eyes.

"The police should take care of that. Let's go, Takao."

They packed up their equipment and silently went down. Takao was behind Midorima again, watching the back of his head.

"The mission is over, Takao. You can stop breathing down my neck."

"I'm your spotter, Shin-chan. It's my job to watch your back."

"Watch your own back."

"I don't have to. You already have my back, don't you Shin-chan?"

Midorima didn't acknowledge it, but he didn't deny it either.

Himuro opened up the van and helped Kasamatsu pull Haizaki inside. They removed his weapons and cuffed his hands.

Kise opened the door to the passenger seat and was about to climb in when a hand grabbed his collar and pulled him away.

"I'm riding shotgun."

"No fair, Aominecchi. I got here first."

"You rode shotgun last time."

"Show me pictures or it didn't happen."

"Why you-"

Kagami shoved past the bickering duo aside and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Bakagami!/Kagamicchi!"

Kagami flipped them off and put on his seatbelt

"Get in the back or we leave you behind. Your choice."

When the van pulled up to their spot, Takao opened the door to see Aomine squashed behind Kagami's seat and glaring at the back of Kagami's head. Kise sat across him with his feet dangerously close to Haizaki's head. Himuro sat on the chair in front of the computers with Kasamatsu sitting on the floor next to him. Takao would have laughed at the sight of grown men trying to fit in a tiny van if Midorima hadn't pushed him inside and closed the door behind him.

"Everyone all set?" Kagami called out.

Takao adjusted himself to a comfortable position. He kicked against Kasamatsu who glared and kicked him back. Takao stuck his tongue out at him.

"Children," Midorima muttered. He grabbed Takao by the shoulder and pulled him so that they were sitting next to each other with their backs against the van's doors.

Murasakibara looked at them in the mirror. "Next stop, Kiseki HQ."

Well that just happened. Tell me what you think of the story so far and drop in a review. Sorry if it's a bit disorganized. I'm new to making long plots. I'm thinking of getting a beta to help me so if you have any recommendations I will be grateful to hear them.

See you all in the next chapter!

Chapter 2: Interrogation

"Really Akashi? Slamming my head on the table? I thought that was a move for beginners."

"You seem eager for punishment, Shougo. Are you secretly masochistic?"

Haizaki spat at him.