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Agent Dragon

Chapter One

"Agent Dragon, report."

The agitated man pressed his ear gadget and hissed, "Target in sight, now shut the fuck up and let me work."

He made his way causally through the crowed teen party before spinning around when a gun shot sounded. A familiar chuckle to his left had him turning back, "Hn."

"It's part of the song, Hiei," came from his intended target, "Mother sent you?"

"Tff, Master Minamino, you shouldn't have run off."

"Please, call me Kurama, you know I hate being called that." He tucked a stray strand of red behind his ear as he looked around at his still rowdy peers, "Shouldn't I be allowed some fun? I'm but a teen regardless of my mother's status–"

"We've been over this," the rather young looking man grumbled, his hand grabbing at his forearm, "Car's waiting outside."

"Oi! Kurama, been looking for you!"

The redhead jumped to attention and smiled at the brunet making his way through the crowd, "Yusuke, did you find her?"

"Nah, turns out that girl wasn't her..." he shrugged and glanced down, "This your boyfriend, Kurama?"

At the glare he received the boy winked, "Of course, this handsome little devil's always following me around. He's quite protective and to make it better, he's at my mother's beck and call. Yusuke, please meet Hiei. Hiei, this is Yusuke."

Hiei rolled his eyes at Kurama's antics, "Whatever, it's time to go."

"Aw, Kurama, you sure know how to pick out the party-poopers–"

"Cops!"

"Oh fuck," was all Agent Dragon got out before grabbing hold of his target and dragging him through the mess of teens.

"Have the engine going, we're going to need to get out of here quick."

"You fucked up big time, Agent Dragon. Get the Red Fox out before the pigs get here– you can already hear their damn squeals."

"Yes sir," he growled out, his hand tugging harder than necessary on his captive's hand.

"Hiei, must you pull so hard?! Pretty soon you're going to have yourself an arm with no one attached to it!"

The man kept his comments to himself less he wished to get fired and lessened his grip.

"Welcome back, Master Minamino," the driver said upon leaving the swarming house, "Agent Dragon."

"Thank you, Hibari, it's nice seeing you again too," was the young master's soft reply while his hand rubbed gentle circles over his previously held one.

"Let me see it."

His green eyes wearily looked up at the spoiler of his fun evening, "It's fine."

Despite the rather angry look he was given he lifted the hand up and sighed, "Wonderful, it's going to need to be friggin wrapped–"

"I'll be fine, Agent Dragon," Kurama firmly spoke.

Hiei released it and moved away, "Agent Dragon reporting, Red Fox is heading towards the nest–"

"Enough," was all the boy gave as his excuse once he pulled away his silencing, uninjured hand.

"Report confirmed."

"I'm going to have to tell them whether it's in your presence or not."

For the rest of the ride the two remained silent, it only being broken by that of the car's halting brakes in front of his family's mansion. "Do what you will, Hiei."

The door opened courtesy of the chauffeur, to which the redhead then exited and fled up the stairs.

"Agent Dragon, I trust you know to whom you must report back to this time?"

He nodded gruffly before opening up the door beside him and leaving to attend to his duties.

"I'm disappointed with you, agent."

"I realize this."

The tall man replaced the papers he had straightened in their original spot, "This isn't the first time you've nearly allowed Master Minamino to be in harms way–"

"I'm not a babysitter. I've not had to deal with teenagers since I was one myself. Not only that, I'm not cut out to be fair or to pretend I give a shit! I hurt that friggin idiot– sprained his damn wrist. Assign some other agent–"

"Agent Dragon, you're what, twenty? You were a teen yourself a few months ago, deal with it," his boss sighed out before picking up the phone, "However I suppose if you feel that way I'll just have to procure that–"

"Hang up that damn phone! I'm not going to go back to highschool, I graduated that damn place five years ago for a damn reason!"

"Hello, this is Toguro. I'm going to need to enroll an agent into your school– Yes, this is necessary and I expect it done by the end of this weekend. His name's Hiei, H-i-e-i..."

"Don't you dare."

"Jagorime, J-a-g-o-r-i-m-e," he smirked as the young agent snapped up from his seat, "Yes, in all the same classes. That is all."

"I refuse," he snapped once the receiver was placed back on its cradle.

"I could always send you to work for my brother, it's no skin off my nose."

His skin paled at the threat made. Toguro's older brother was insane and loved to train with his new subjects until they were just as twisted...

"Is that all for tonight?"

"No, go check up on Master Minamino and take care of his wrist. Feel free to tell him your going to be his classmate for the rest of the year as well."

He gave a curt nod before going to take care of his last chore of the night.

"Master Minamino?" His knuckles rapped softly upon the oak door, waiting for the room's owner to open it.

Slowly the door drifted open revealing the redhead who held a rather blank look, "Yes, Hiei?"

He held up the wrap and gestured towards his arm.

"You mean to wrap this?" the red hair shook side to side before he moved to allow the other in, "Fine, come in."

The living space was separated into two rooms; a living room set up for guests and a bedroom. Hiei already knew as much so he lead the other to a couch and sat down.

"I don't understand why you told Toguro, it only served to get you in trouble."

The older one sighed and started the process of binding the injury, "Master–"

"Kurama," the other said with exasperation.

"Fine, Kurama, starting Monday I will be keeping track of you whenever you step off this estate."

"You must be joking. How do you plan on doing this? Are you going to put cameras around the school? Better yet become a teacher? For gods sake, I'm just the ambassador's son–"

"That is a big deal and you should be treating it as such," he tore and tied of the end before going onto say, "I will be attending your school as a student and will be in each of your classes."

The redhead snapped his arm away and glared, "Excuse me if I'm out spoken but this is bullshit. No one at school knows my mother and just the same wouldn't it look odd to have a new student at school so late in the year– one that follows me around and is my boyfriend."

"So that boy goes to your school?" at the raised eye brow the teen sheepishly nodded, "I'm guessing this school is not as private as you made us think– another thing we've overlooked?"

"Hiei, I swear–"

"I won't tell, that's your choice and action however is there anything else I should know?"

"Do I have your word?"

Hiei rolled his eyes and propped his arm upon the sofa's back, "Of course, Kurama."

He chuckled and ran to his room to only come back with his school case, "You're what, twenty-one? I trust you remember highschool enough to know the rules so I'm just going to tell you a bit about what's changed."

Red eyes widened as the black brief case contents spilled across the coffee table's glass top.

"Here are your emos– those are what your generation probably called goth," was all he explained while his hands shoved a bunch of photos into his hands, "You'll probably fit in pretty well with them... but that's not where you want to be. I hang out with these people."

The agent grunted at the side-comment before looking at the pictures piling up in his lap, "These people?"

"Yes," he sighed before throwing his bag to the side in a huff, "I can't find the rest but then there's the rockers, skaters, and so forth. Now let's see..."

A thin fingered hand plucked lightly at the plain black tee that the other wore, "I suggest you up your garb..."

"Tff, why should I?"

"To tail me you'll have to hang around with me. To hang around with me, you must dress as a teen and not some old fart. Oh, idea," a wicked grin took over that innocent-looking face before his hand clenched into the shirt's sleeve and tearing it from it's place, "Do that to the rest of your shirts and the girls will love it–"

"Don't you have to fucking wear a uniform?!" he growled out while snapping from his seat, "And what the fuck?! This was one of my good shirts!"

"It was just a black t-shirt, as for uniforms..." a soft smirk played on his lips as he tucked his legs under him, "Well, it's a public school and its one of the only ones in Tokyo that doesn't require school uniforms. However you must borrow one of my jackets to portray that it is, understood?"

"Anything else, Master Minamino?"

With a slight slouching of his shoulders he collected his photographs and placed them back in his bag, "Hiei, just act like you did when you were in highschool, please... I already have enough older men breathing down my back, the last I need is to have one around me in hours that I usually have a break from them."

His eyes shifted briefly to the boy before nodding his understanding and departing. On his way to his room for the night he couldn't help but wonder how the fuck he was going to accomplish that.

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