Hello again! Wow, can you believe it? I'm starting another multi-chapter AU story for KagePro! This will be my third story of this type, following Blindfold Gang and Da Capo Al Fine. This story is a mafia AU, which means it's closer to Blindfold Gang than Da Capo Al Fine, but way darker. I guess I had fun writing the darker bits of Blindfold Gang XD I definitely think my writing has improved, however, so this should definitely be better. I hope you enjoy!

What I thought would be just another walk home turned out to be the turning point of my life.

No pun intended, really. I was never the joking type anyways. Hiyori wasn't, either. Despite us being childhood friends, she always seemed mad at me, and she yelled at me constantly. Her loud voice could be heard all the time around school, and that was one of her most prominent traits. It wasn't a bad thing; her loud voice was living proof that she wasn't afraid to say anything.

But when that truck slammed into her petite figure, she did not make a single sound.

A fountain of red spurted from the impact, staining the road and my face. Her delicate body flew across the road, hitting the ground with a thud. It fell limp and did not move ever again. My outstretched hand that had been millimeters away from hers before the impact grabbed only the air, and my anguish-filled eyes contrasted greatly with her blank ones.

The truck that had stopped meters away now started its engine once again. With one swift movement, it ran over the spot it was in just seconds ago, trampling Hiyori under its wheels for the second time. It then left into the depths of the night without another sound.

All of it just happened out of nowhere and so, so fast.

I slowly turned my head to look at Hiyori, or rather, what was left of her. As soon as I saw her, my eyes widened in terror. My breathing increased with rapidity, and a wave of nausea hit me.

Blood. There was blood everywhere. What was left in Hiyori's place was no longer human. Bits and pieces of flesh were mashed together with blood, creating the perfect scene in a horror movie. Her limbs were torn away from her body, and her facial features were almost unrecognizable.

I fell to my knees, and the dinner I had with Hiyori made its way back up my throat and onto the ground. I looked around for any witnesses, but nobody was out at three in the morning. Tears spilled out of my eyes, creating a revolting taste with the aftertaste of the vomit.

But I haven't even told you that I loved you yet…!

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two people run up to the crime scene. One of them was a tall, lean man with white hair and the other was a shorter man with cat-like eyes. The shorter man clicked his tongue as he saw the remains of Hiyori.

"Shit," he said. "We were too late. Konoha, call Kido." The taller man nodded and dialed a number swiftly on his phone. The shorter man took the phone and ran a hand through his hair as he waited for the call to connect.

"Kido?" he asked. "We were too late. I'm sorry." He paused, listening to the speaker on the other end. "Yeah. We'll take care of it. Later." He hung up and handed the phone back to the taller man. "I can't believe it…" The shorter man muttered under his breath. He looked towards my direction again and seemed to notice my existence for the first time. He walked over to me, and the taller man followed.

"Hey, you." he said. I looked up at him, my mind completely blank. The two of them didn't look terrified at all at the sight of… Well, Hiyori. If blood and gore didn't scare or disgust them, then what did? Who in the world are these people? "Are you Hiyori Asahina friend?"

"…How do you know Hiyori's name?" I managed to force out when I finally found my voice again.

"We have our ways. That is not of your concern. Right now, all you have to do is answer the question." said the shorter man. I looked at Hiyori, then down at my hands.

"Yes. We were- are- childhood friends. We came to the city together from the countryside." I said.

"Could you tell us what happened?" asked the taller man.

"We were walking home… And then… This huge truck came out of nowhere and… It just slammed into Hiyori… Andtherewasbloodeverywhereand-" My outburst was cut short by a fit of coughing. The two men looked at each other and nodded in understanding.

"My condolences, kid. Thanks." said the shorter man to me. To the taller man, he said: "Of course. Sounds like something he would do." I looked up at those words.

"What's that…? You're talking like you know who k-killed Hiyori." I said. The shorter man looked me in the eye, his expression dead serious.

"That is not of your concern-" He started to say, but I cut him off.

"That's bullshit!" I yelled. "Are you saying that's none of my business?! Hiyori was- is- my friend! She's… She's precious to me! I need to know who killed her!"

"And what are you going to do with that information?" asked the shorter man. I glared at him, my gaze not wavering in the slightest.

"I'll kill him."

My words startled the both of them. The shorter man replaced his surprised look with a look of seriousness in seconds.

"The world isn't that simple. To obtain information, you must offer something to trade." he said.

"What do you want?" I asked. "Money?"

"That sounds appealing, but I believe that's not our current top priority. Let's see…" The man smiled at me. "Your service."

"…And what does that mean?" I asked.

"I see we have forgotten to introduce ourselves." said the man. "My name is Shuuya Kano, and this is Konoha. We're part of the Blindfold Gang."

My eyes widened. The Blindfold Gang. There wasn't anyone living in this city that didn't know about them. They were the secret mafia, ruthless and keen on getting what they wanted. They killed anyone standing in their way, and their hands were already dirty with the blood of thousands.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "What could the Blindfold Gang ask of me?"

"It goes hand in hand with your wishes, really." said Kano. "Our main goal is to kill the man that killed Hiyori-chan, which is what brought us together, and that's what you want as well. Our goals are identical, so it would be more efficient for the both of us if we work together. So I propose that you join us."

I stared at him. Join the Blindfold Gang? The mafia that has been feared by everyone? Me? But what Kano said was right. I was absolutely serious about killing that man. I wanted to be the one to bring down the last blow onto that murderer. But that path would be dangerous. I could get killed easily. Just like Hiyori was. Kano must have noticed my inner struggle. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at my forehead, startling me.

"Don't forget that we are the mafia." he said, a fake, dangerous smile tugging at his lips. "I'm being generous offering you this position. There wasn't another option other than joining us once you uttered those words. Either you come with us, or you die here. There's no out. We can't have you blabbing your mouth around town. Information comes with a price, after all." I clenched my fists and looked at Kano straight in the eye.

"I would have made up my mind even if you didn't threaten me like that." I said. "I'm joining you guys. I want to make that monster pay for what he's done. I will kill him." Kano nodded approvingly and put away his gun.

"Good. Follow us, Hibiya-kun." he said. Without another word, he turned around and started walking away. Both Konoha and I followed him.

I couldn't believe it. Everything changed so fast, and the world I thought I knew seemed to crumble down into pieces right before my eyes. Blood. Crime Scenes. Murderers. Secret mafias. The Blindfold Gang. All of that was so far away from my daily life just minutes ago. My mind reeled as I tried to accept all of this new information.

I was led down a few roads and around a few corners. The surroundings soon became unfamiliar, and I didn't know where I was. However, I simply followed Kano, partly believing in him and partly scared of what he — they — could do to me.

We stopped before a single building that completely blended into its surroundings, but perhaps that was only because it was nighttime. There were no lights shining in the windows, and there was no sign of life whatsoever. It gave me the chills, but I was sure that it looked simply like a normal house to anyone that didn't know what went on inside.

Kano pressed his finger against the surface of the lock and I heard a click. He opened the door and stepped in swiftly with Konoha trailing after him. I took a deep breath and entered the house.

That was the moment my life changed.

It wasn't a surprise that the house was dark. The lights were extremely dim, giving off an eerie aura and reminding me that I was in a mafia's base. The corridor was painfully long, and the silence dragged on. I was terrified of Kano (I mean, he did point a gun to my head) and Konoha didn't seem like much of a talker, so our whole journey was absolutely silent. I was usually fine with silence, but it didn't help my pounding heart at all.

We stopped in front of a room and Kano knocked three times against the door. I heard a quiet "come in" from the other side of the door. The voice sounded oddly masculine, despite it being blatantly obvious that it was of a woman's once I thought about it. My thoughts were interrupted as Kano opened the door, and I was faced with the most terrifying gang in the entire city.

The room itself was not much noteworthy, as the people in the room caught my immediate attention. There were seven people, two men and five women, gathered in the room, all sitting in couches that were arranged in a half-circle. The moment their eyes rested on me, their gazes darkened. In one swift movement, they pulled out their guns and pointed them towards my direction. I gasped and took an involuntary step back.

"Who are you," asked one of the women, who I identified to be the one that had answered the door. "And what are you doing here?"

I fought to reply, but my throat was clogged with terror. I couldn't get a single word or sound out.

"I'll ask you one more time. Who are you?" The woman spoke again, her eyes growing more and more murderous by the second. At this point, I started to panic. Just as I was about to lose it, Kano clapped his hands together, destroying the tense atmosphere that had been created by my entrance.

"That's it, everyone, drop your weapons." he said calmly as he stepped in front of me. The group did not comply; in fact, their grips on their weapons tightened.

"Drop our weapons?" echoed another woman. She was sitting in a wheelchair instead of on a couch, and her glare was one of the fiercest. "Are you insane, Kano? Don't tell me you didn't even know you were being followed."

Kano laughed. "Of course not, Ene-chan. Don't underestimate me. I just don't want you guys to terrify our new member." At these words, all of the members stared at me, and the bloodlust from their eyes vanished.

"New member? I didn't hear about this, Kano." said the first woman.

"Sorry, sorry, Leader. But everything happened so sudden! I didn't have time to make another report."

"My question still stands. Who are you?" This time, her words were directed towards me.

"This is—"

The woman cut off Kano with a glance. "Let him speak for himself."

I gulped as Kano stepped behind me, revealing me to the entire gang. "My name is Hibiya Amamiya." I said. "I'm seventeen."

"Why do you want to join us?" The woman's question did not catch me by surprise; in fact, I was prepared for this one.

"Just around thirty minutes ago, I witnessed a crime scene. A truck ruthlessly crashed into my best friend, whom you all know. Her name is Hiyori Asahina." The entire gang seemed to focus more as I uttered her name. A woman that wore two red clips in her brown hair and had a striking resemblance to Hiyori gasped, and tears swam in her eyes. "I was told by Kano-san that a certain someone killed her, someone that you are chasing after. That's when I thought that I wanted to be a part of that, too. I want to make that monster pay for what he has done to my precious Hiyori."

A silence followed my speech, and I relaxed the fist I had involuntarily clenched at my sides. The gang members looked at each other, and they lowered their weapons.

"You're sure about this, Kano?" asked the leader.

"Of course," said Kano, nodding. "After all… He's got those eyes too."

The leader gave an approving smile and stood up. She walked over to me and held out her hand. "Welcome to the Blindfold Gang, Hibiya. I am Tsubomi Kido, the leader of the gang. Your service is greatly appreciated."

I took her hand and shook it firmly. "Hibiya Amamiya, at your service."

"Now that that's out of the way," said Kano. "Why don't we get our newbie situated? We've got to plan our next step, too."

"That's right." said Kido. She looked around the room at the members before her gazed stopped upon one. "Momo, you'll handle his schooling."

A woman stood up and walked over to us. She had medium-length orange hair, a part of which she tied to the side of her head in a ponytail. Her black eyes shone with energy, and so did her dazzling smile. She was incredibly beautiful, and I've definitely seen her before somewhere. I tried not to stare at her chest, which was harder than I thought it would be.

"Roger, Leader!" she said, smiling.

Kido nodded. "Then I'll leave it to you." She turned to the rest of the gang. "We're having our next meeting. We don't want to make the same mistakes again. Kano, Shintaro, Ene, gather in the monitor room. Everyone else, make yourselves useful. That's it for now." Without another word, everyone left to their positions.

I still couldn't believe it. Just like that, I was admitted to the Blindfold Gang. From today onwards, my path will be stained with blood and violence.

But if it's for Hiyori, I don't mind.

"Mind-boggling, isn't it?" Momo's melodic voice called me back to reality. "I remember when I first joined. It's not easy to accept, is it?"

"Not at all."

"I'm Momo Kisaragi. I'll be your mentor from now on. You can just call me Momo! Feel free to ask me anything!"

"Hibiya Amamiya. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too! Now, I guess we'll start with the basics. You must be wondering about the identity of the person we're chasing after." My gaze sharpened at Momo's words. The identity of Hiyori's murderer. That monster.

"Of course." I said.

"We call him Kuroha," said Momo, sitting down on the couch. I took a seat across from her. "We don't his real name. That codename comes from his criminal number when he was thrown in jail once years ago, which is 968. We don't even know what he really looks like. To put it simply, he's after all of us and everyone that's connected to us."

"Why?"

"It's a long story. Do you remember Marry Kozakura? She's the one with long, light blonde hair. She was sitting beside me when you guys came in."

"Yes." I said. I remembered that girl. Her expression was not as fierce as the others' when everyone pointed their guns towards me, and she seemed like a kind and quiet person.

"Kuroha's main goal is to kill everyone that is connected to her grandmother. It doesn't matter if the relationship is family, friendship, romantic, or even acquaintances. He aims to kill everyone. He's a rather corrupt person, too, so he does murder people for the fun of it, too. But his main focus is people connected to Marry's grandmother, and we're all connected to her somehow."

"How would that be?"

"Everyone will probably share their stories with you when they meet you themselves, so I won't speak for them. For me, it's because of my father. Marry's grandmother, Azami, was the boss of a rather large and wealthy corporation, and my father worked in that company. That made my whole family a target, especially after his first attempt to kill all the workers failed against only us.

"When I was eight, my whole family went out to the beach for vacation. We decided to go scuba diving, and since my mom was too scared and my brother was basically a shut-in, only my dad and I went. Everything was fine until our air tanks started malfunctioning. My dad sacrificed his own air tank to give me more oxygen, and when we were found, my dad was already dead and I was barely alive. I found out later on that Kuroha had toyed with the air tanks we were given. When I confronted him about that, he said he 'wanted to kill the kid first to cause the man despair and then kidnap the man to torment and kill him slowly, but never expected things to turn out this way, but that was even better'."

I was shocked by Momo's story. I couldn't believe it. It was made obvious that Kuroha was a terrifying psychopath that would do anything to reach his goals. Was I really able to fight with someone that powerful?

"Don't mind it, Hibiya-kun," said Momo, taking my hand. I looked up at her, and she smiled once again, but this time, there was a tinge of sadness to it. "My story isn't that saddest. The others have darker pasts, I swear. Don't feel sorry for me. Focus on what's ahead."

I nodded. "Of course." I said.

"Now, now! Let your older sister, me, show you around this base, kid!" said Momo, standing up.

"Who are you calling a kid, auntie?" I asked teasingly as I followed her.

Momo whirled around at the nickname. "A-Auntie?! I'm only twenty-one, you infant!"

"Stop now, you cow, you can't be twenty-one."

"C-Cow?!" Momo exclaimed. "I-I'm not f-fat or anything! I might have had too many packs of chips this week but I haven't gotten to that level yet!"

"That's not…" I trailed off. That's not what I meant was what I was about to say as I tried to keep my eyes level with hers and not at her well-developed upper body. My face was burning red.

"By the way, what do you plan on doing about school?" asked Momo after a moment of silence.

I stopped in my tracks. I was at a complete loss of words. School was the last thing on my mind. I didn't even bother thinking about it. "I'm… Not sure, I guess. I didn't think about it."

"Just as I guessed. Well, you definitely shouldn't stop going. At least not yet. You're expected here after school, though. Can you get past your parents without them suspecting anything?"

"I live by myself. My parents are still in the countryside."

"Oh! That makes things much simpler. You can just live here, just like us."

"I can?"

"Yeah, of course! This is your room." said Momo. We stopped in front of a door. "NO.8. That'll be your gang number, too. My brother and Konoha are on your left and right respectively, so you can ask them about anything, too."

"Your brother?" I asked as Momo opened the door to my new room and we stepped inside.

"Yeah. Shintaro Kisaragi. My pathetic excuse of a brother. He's absolutely hopeless at fighting or even going outside, but he's the smartest one out of all of us, which is what you would expect from a genius with a self-proclaimed IQ of 168, you know. He thinks of most of our next moves, as well as predicts what Kuroha will do next." said Momo, sitting down in a chair that accompanied a study table.

"That's… Impressive."

"I guess." said Momo, shrugging. "I wish he'd go out more, though. Basically all he does is sit in his room all day."

"What does the Blindfold Gang do mostly, anyways? Do you guys, uh, kill people? Deal drugs? It hasn't really been made clear." I said, unable to make eye contact with Momo.

"Oh yeah, I should explain that part, too." said Momo, laughing. "The Blindfold Gang has one main goal, and that is to kill Kuroha. But we have various small tasks to complete that lead up to that final moment.

"Kuroha is only one person, so he has many, many underlings who carry out tasks for him. Since we barely know anything about Kuroha, his underlings are our best chance to finding out more about him. We also eliminate people who try to stand in our way. Also, since our weapons and equipment cost money, we do our best to get as much money as possible. We do many deals, including drugs, but we ourselves do not get any of the products. That's not of our interest; it's just the money. We also gamble, since some of us are rather good at it."

"Surprisingly, that's not as bad as I thought it would be." I said. "So… Is everyone in charge of everything, or is it, like, split up?"

"I'll give you the names of all our other members and introduce them a bit. It'd be tiring if you didn't know anything about them or their specialties." said Momo.

"Please do." I said, sitting down on the bed.

"NO.1, our leader, Tsubomi Kido. You know who she is. She brought us together and she makes the decisions and orders regarding our missions and next moves. Her leadership skills are top notch. She may seem scary, but she's really not! She's kind and cares about everyone.

"NO.2, Kousuke Seto. He's the man wearing a green tie and has a yellow clip in his hair. He gets along with everyone really well, not just our gang members but normal people in the outside world, too. He's our spy, and he works at various places to get closer to our targets and gather information.

"NO.3, Shuuya Kano. You know who that is, too. He's usually not very serious, since he tries to lighten up the mood, but he can be very serious when things get hard. He's really good at sneaking into places and disguising himself, able to change his appearance into someone completely different. He's also rather good at flirting with the ladies, so that comes in handy sometimes.

"NO.4, Marry Kozakura. She's a soft and kind person, but if she gets mad, her ability is definitely in the top three. She is our strongest bait, as she's the only one directly related by blood to Azami who is still alive.

"NO.5, Momo Kisaragi, twenty-one years old, and I'm an idol! I'm in touch with various celebrities, and that comes in handy in some situations. Also, when the situation calls for it, I will, you know, use my appearance as a trap for men.

"NO.6, Ene. She's the one sitting in the wheelchair. Her story is one that nobody is allowed to talk about except herself, so you're going to have to ask her about it yourself. She's extremely skilled with computers and hacking, so all our technology work goes to her.

"NO.7, Shintaro Kisaragi. My older brother, and he's the man wearing a red tie. Like I said, he's the brain of our gang. He's pretty weak compared to others, and he's sometimes pretty apathetic. Even so, he's a nice guy.

"NO.9, Konoha. He's our main fighting force. He's skilled in all types of fighting, really, from hand-to-hand combat, which is his main focus, to guns and knives, he can do it all, as he's got his almost superhuman strength and speed. He's pretty quiet usually, but that's mostly because of his amnesia. That ties into Ene's story, so I can't say much.

"NO.0, Ayano Tateyama. She's the girl wearing the red scarf and two red hair clips. She's our medic and she can tend to basically anything. Even bullet wounds. That's why we don't have to go to the hospital unless it's absolutely necessary. She also doubles as a psychologist, so you should probably go see her later.

"And last but not least…" Momo paused, catching my attention. Her smile grew wide. "NO.8, Hibiya Amamiya. Tell me about you, Hibiya-kun."

"Me?" I was completely caught off-guard by this question. "Why?"

"Lesson number one of the world in general: information comes with a price." said Momo, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I've told you so much about this gang, and it's only fair if you tell me an equal amount about yourself."

"I'm not sure where to start, though." I said, looking down at my fingers.

"Tell me about Hiyori-chan." I looked up with a start at the mention of that name. A name that I wanted to forget. A name that I never wanted to forget. "Was that too soon? I'm sorry."

I shook my head. "I'm going to have to face it someday, anyways. Might as well be now." I took a deep breath, and let the memories speak for themselves.

"We're childhood friends, Hiyori and I. We grew up together, but our relationship would never even be classified as 'friends' by Hiyori. Being considered an 'acquaintance' of hers was the best I could do. But that was only when she was feeling happy. If she had a bad day, I would only be 'a convenient classmate that listens to what she says'.

"She's loud and careless, and she would never hold back what she wants to say. But that didn't make her less beautiful. Really, it was the exact opposite of that. I really… loved her…"

The teardrops that had started falling didn't land on the back of my hands; instead, they landed on Momo's, who had taken my hands in hers. I looked into her eyes, and she looked back into mine, a fierce confidence showing.

"It's alright." she said, her voice growing soft. "If you wish for it, you'll meet again!"

Despite those words being simply kind lies, they softened my heart and broke down the barrier that had kept my feelings inside me. The tears fell out nonstop, and Momo wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a hug. She didn't let go until I had stopped crying, and even for just a while, the warmth comforted me.

"Thank you," I said. "Momo."

"Any time, Hibiya-kun. We're together now. Everything's going to be alright." she said, smiling and squeezing my hand in reassurance.

"Thanks to you, I feel much better now." I said, smiling. "Even if you're just an auntie."

"I'm glad I was able to comfort you, kid." said Momo, laughing. "I guess Ayano has one less job to worry about now."

"Is there anything I can do now?" I asked. "Now that that's out of the way."

"I'm sure that meeting's over now. You should go to Ene. She can get you equipped."

"With what?"

"Weapons, of course." said Momo, a devilish grin on her face. "Welcome again, to the Blindfold Gang."

I did a little bit of research on the mafia and that kind of stuff but there wasn't a lot I could find, so I hope I was accurate enough. I haven't seen any mafia-themed movies, either, only like three spy movies. I hope you've enjoyed the first chapter! Please review, favorite, follow, and I'll see you in the next chapter!

~nxiro