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He drove me into a corner.

Against the odds, I tried to reach for the gun which was concealed by his jacket. I got it! I backed away from him, put some distance between us and pointed the gun towards him, as if the tables have turned.

"As expected of you, Scotch.." he said. His expression did not show any dismay. He held both of his arms up, gesturing that he was no longer armed. "Pretending to be beaten by me, and taking the chance to steal my gun."

I paid attention to his movements, wary if he would try to do something to counter-attack. I was tense as hell. I couldn't let them find out about my identity. I must erase all my traces of the PSB. And it seemed that the afterlife was the only way out.

"I won't be begging you for my life, but before you shoot, would you listen to what I have to say?" he added, his expression had changed into a serious one. But no, I had no time left. I needed to get the job done.

"You're wrong, I didn't steal your gun to shoot you. I stole it.. to do this!" I declared, as I quickly turned the gun towards my left chest. With this one shot, all my traces would be gone. They wouldn't be able to find my identity. It would delete my cellphone data. And my life.

Furuya woudn't be in danger.

I had no reason to hesitate.

I pressed my thumb towards the trigger. Yet, the trigger wouldn't budge. Only then, I realized that Rye had stopped me from doing so.

He was already in front of me, his left hand was gripping the cylinder of the gun.

"It's useless. If a gun's cylinder is tightly held, the trigger cannot be pulled with a human's strength." he said, as he maintained his seriousness.

I panicked. I struggled to pull the trigger to no avail. Did it mean that I got nowhere to run? That our doom was within the hands of the organization?! No. I refused to accept that.

"Give up on killing yourself, Scotch. You're not a man who deserves to die here."

"W-what?!". What the hell was he saying?

"I'm with the FBI. My name is Shuichi Akai, and I'm a spy. And just like you, I've wanted to take these guys down." Rye explained. I still couldn't believe my ears. Was I hallucinating? Though, by his sincere look, I could tell that we were on the same side. A true member of the organization would never have this expression in this situation. "So, if you understand let go of the gun and listen to me. For me, letting you go is very easy."

"A-as you say." rather relieved, I complied to Rye. I slowly handed him the gun as he slowly loosened his grip on the cylinder.

Furuya, I guess this is not farewell after all.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming closer. They must have tracked me! I could feel black vibes crawling up my spine. All hope was lost within a fraction of a second. We didn't have enough time. If we were found out, Rye would be deemed as a traitor too. The PSB and FBI would both lose leads and that would benefit the Organization! It would never perish. The best course of action was for me to die.

Without further ado, I pulled the trigger.

It seems that this is really farewell.. Zero.

I'm sorry. I guess you'll have to fight alone now.

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Wait, there's him too, right?

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I'm sorry that it's short? Because I always have troubles on what to write ._.

Aand since this is a threeshot, there will be 2 more coming. Anyways, thanksies!