DC; .. Well, what can I say? I don't own Ouran. Bisco Hatori does. :3 All good? Kay.

AN: Before we get onto the story, Hide and Seek, and JcBB are on hiatus, I simply have no muse, since this little dust bunny has been floating about in my head for a while...


"Is that him?" a shadow in an alley whispered to his friend. The two were on a mission. They watched a grubby man walk out of the store with bags in his hands. The blond looked at the paper he was given from the boss.

"That should be him, let's follow." he ordered. The dark male nodded, walking out of the alley, keeping an eye on the man a few meters away from the two. The two knew not to do anything in public eye. They followed, acting casual and talking to each other in a friendly manner. There were other people around, watching the scene silently, waiting if something went wrong, they would take action.

A small brunette was buying flowers, smiling at the florist before walking off in the same direction. Her name was Haruhi Fujioka. She waited silently, bringing the flowers to an older woman, who played as her sick mother in a wheel chair. Many people who weren't involved with them were cooing at the sight.

"Come on. He's getting into a car." Kyoya muttered, walking past the car which was just revving up. Tamaki nodded, pulling out a cell phone to call for watched the car drive down and turn the third street. A car pulled up to them. Both got into the car, sighing.

One of their group members was the driver, with Haruhi in the passenger seat.

"Step on it, Mori." Tamaki ordered. The tall silent male nodded, following the cars trail. "We shouldn't be too far behind him, or too close." the blond hit man said. The car sped up, turning the third street. The three flinched at the hard turn.

"Mori, might want to not do that, there's many police cruisers in this area." Kyoya said, looking out the window.

"Ah." the tanned male hummed. Haruhi set her head on her hand, looking bored out the window. She watched the boring life of poor people go by. Children were either in clothes, or no clothes, with a diaper. It was just so hot out, some children were soaking each other with water guns. She smiled.

"Remember when we used water guns?" She asked. She smiled fondly at the memory. Half the people in their group were life-long friends. Including the person who was in charge of the group. "Now we're using real guns." She sighed, dull eyes staring down the street.

"There's his car. We're not too far behind." Tamaki pointed to a small red car that was turning another corner into a neighbourhood. Kyoya brought out his desert eagle, checking to see if it's loaded. The blond brought out his pocket knife, playing with it to see if it's in tact. The sound of metal sliding against metal were heard in the silent car.

The car slowed down a hundred feet away, stopping across a pale yellow two story house. The four stayed in the car, watching their victim, Jun Yumiko, walk up their driveway and into his house.

"Mori, stay here, keep the car running if something happens." Kyoya said, getting out of the vehicle with Tamaki and Haruhi.

"Haruhi, stay behind me, kay? It will be much safer for you." Tamaki smiled, bringing her behind him in a defensive manner.

"I can take care of myself," she rolled her eyes, flipping her bangs out of her face.

"Still, I don't want you to hurt yourself." the blond retorted, walking up the sidewalk to Jun's door.

"Haruhi, stay out here. If something were to happen, I want you to run back to Mori and get him." Kyoya said, smirking, knowing fully well that it wouldn't come to that. She nodded and stood by the fence, leaning against it. Her small frame barely moving the fence.

The two knocked at the door, standing there, arms at their backs, ready to pull out a gun. In Tamaki's case, a pocket knife. The duo waited patiently at the door, hearing some thumps and curses on the other side. They both looked at each other skeptically. The door opened to reveal a lady, in her mid 40's. She had a smoke in her hand, and her face was caked with make up.

"Yeah?" she leaned against the door, examining the two men. She whistled and smirked at the two.

"Is Jun home?" the blond smiled genuinely at the lady. She blushed and opened the door wider, allowing the two to come in. That was easy. They both thought. The walked into the house, it reeked of body odour, pot, and sex. They walked into the living room, upon seeing Jun, they got into position. Tamaki held the lady against him, his knife at her throat. Kyoya's gun was cocked at Jun's head.

"You're two months late." Kyoya said darkly. The man pleaded pleaded to be spared. "Pay up. Now." Kyoya said again, pressing the gun harder into the mans temple.

"I don't have it right now! I'll pay you next week! Please!" his cried weren't heard, Tamaki pressed the knife into the woman harder, who was hyperventilating. "Kill her! I don't need her. Kill her and that will pay off my debt, won't it?" he cried out, trembling. The woman screamed at him.

"It doesn't work that way." the blond muttered, smiling into the womans ear. He gripped her hair, she trembled, her knees were about to give out. A small child walked into the room, rubber her eyes and holding a teddy bear. Tamaki smirked. He let go of the lady and grabbed the child in his arms.

"Please! Not her! She means the world to me!" The man said, in tears. Tamaki looked over. He put the child down and crouched down to her level. She looked at him with big brown eyes. He blushed slightly at the sight. She was so cute. He hugged the small figure, and looking at her bear.

"I have a bear just like you." he smiled at her. She smiled back, showing him her bear. "What's it's name?" The woman was now screaming.

"Tamaki. There is no time, now, Jun. Pay up now, or we'll take her, and use her to our advantages." Kyoya threatened. Tamaki brought the child back into his arms. He traced her features with his knife, frightening the father even more.

"Fine! Fine! The money is in the safe! All of it! Please! Just don't take her away from me!" the man shouted, giving in. He looked down, tears streaking down his cheek and onto the floor. Tamaki out the girl down and walked to the victim.

"Where is the safe?" He asked. Jun looked up, eyes watered in tears. Red and puffy. Kyoya clicked the gun.

"The attic!" The man shut his eyes tightly, gripping onto his knees. "The combination is 3, 52, 16." He continued, voice shaking. Tamaki nodded, proceeding for the stairs that led to the second floor. He was met by another teen, who had pushed him back. He groaned as he fell back to the bottom of the stairs. He was in so much pain.

"The fuck.." Kyoya threw the man against the floor, walking to the stairs where Tamaki was laying, gripping his sides. He looked up the stairs to see a male teenager, looking like he had killed someone. Kyoya glared and started for the stairs, stomping his way up. He grabbed the teenager by the hair. He looked down to see Tamaki getting up. "How would you like it if someone did that to you?" he asked, throwing his down. The teenager screamed, the woman rushed to his side and glared up at him.

"You monster! Why my fucking family?" She leeched, looking over her sons wounds. Kyoya shrugged and went up to the attic.

Tamaki had recovered and was fuming.

"Wanna know why?" Tamaki asked, flinging his knife around like it was just a toy. To him it was, to others, it was a weapon. "Your husband had been taking money off us and never bothered to pay us back." He said nonchalantly. The woman gasped and glared at her husband. "We're only here to take back what he owes us."

"How much?" She asked, dreading the answer.

"5000." Tamaki folded the knife back in place and put it back in his pocket. The teenager groaned, coming back to his senses. The womans tears fell like a waterfall. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She didn't want to believe it.

"How much did he ask?" The blond man sighed, damn, she asks so many questions.

"Does it really matter now? We came for it, and we're gonna leave with it." The small child tugged on the blonds shirt. Tamaki looked down to see the little girl wanting attention.

"Don't touch her." The teenager spat out. Tamaki looked over at the boy.

"Or what?" he grabbed the child again and bounced slightly, rocking her. Her eyes were slowly drooping. Her head was against his shoulder. A blue teddy bear was in between the two. He looked over to the teenager again to see he was glaring at him. Tamaki patted the child's' small back gently, putting the child to a slumber. The blond walked over to a couch, where Jun was just getting up. He used his foot to press the man back down on his chest. He put the small girl on the couch, caressing her face, and tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear.

"It'll all be over soon," Tamaki whispered to the child.

Kyoya was unlocking the safe now. He smirked as he saw the bundles of cash in sight. There were twenties, fifties, even hundreds. No coin pieces. Just bills. He counted the desired amount. It looked like there were a few hundreds left in twenties. He brought those out, too, separating them from the 5000 collection. Looks like they could buy some stuff. He put the wads of money in his bag before climbing out of the attic.

Upon reaching the stairs, he saw that the woman was still holding her son in her arms. He scoffed at the scene, walking down the stairs. "Come on. I found some extra." Kyoya smirked. Tamaki stood up from the child.

"Tell anyone." Tamaki let the threat hang in the atmosphere, bringing out his knife. The family sobbed quietly.

"Then we'll have another unexpected visit. And maybe a little something.." the raven haired male said, opening the door. The two walked out, proud that they had finished. They heard screaming and thrashing after closing the door. Tamaki chuckled darkly, imaging what was going on in there.

Maybe the teenage snapped.

They heard a child's cry, next. Tamaki's eyes widened. He had gotten close to the child already. He couldn't help it, she was just too cute. Haruhi was still in her spot, she looked back and stared at the once empty now filled back pack. She smirked and walked back to the car.

"No one had been around much." She said. "The only people who walked by 'tsk'ed' at the noise coming from the house." She said, hands in her pockets, "By the looks of that sounded just normal to them, and maybe the neighbourhood." Both men smirked. It wasn't even one bit suspicious. It was a regular thing for the family to have arguments and fights. The car they were in sped up towards the three. They got in and left the area back to their hideout.

The car was filled with silence all the way there. No one was following their trails. They had checked multiple times. The car drove into a parkade, paying for the night. The four walked to a garage that connected to a house. If anyone was following, which they had proved not, they would set their cars in the parkade that was minutes walk from the place. It wasn't exactly the safe road, but they still rode the bumps.

Mori knocked on the door twice, paused, then knocked three times, paused, and once more. The knocking was a special knock, to alert the others in the house that other members were joining. Mori opened the door and was greeted with a hug from their higher up, Honey. He smiled brightly at the team.

"So, how did it go?" he asked, grinning. His younger brother scoffed at the sight of him. The two weren't on good terms, but they tolerated each other.

"Smoothly." Kyoya said, dropping the bag onto the floor. Honey looked into the bag before giving a thumbs up.

"I'll go take this to Mr. Suoh tomorrow, I'm exhausted!" He twirled into Mori's arms. He giggled happily, climbing onto Mori's back, who took him upstairs into bed. Chika glared at his older brother, envying him. He was another higher up. Same level as Honey. Still, he envied the boy, wishing to be more like him. Tamaki went for the fridge and pulled out a cola. Haruhi was sitting next to Mei Yasumura. Another female solider who was good with guns. Haruhi herself knew how to use guns, just wasn't exactly master of it. Next to her other side was Hikaru, another member of their own group.

There wasn't a hand full of people there, most of the soldiers were at another house in another part of the city. Mei wasn't supposed to be at this house, nor was Chika. There were six houses that belonged to the gang. Honey's group was; Haruhi, Hikaru, Kyoya, Tamaki, Kaoru, and Mori. He was there for half the time and trained the six, and at another house training another six of his group. Honey often gave the whole group missions. A different mission each time. Ranging from people who owe them their debts, to protecting a certain person from someone.

This was the life of the mafia soliders of; Hosuto.


How was it? Sorry if I made errors, and the such. I've been researching on how this kind of stuff goes, and I want your opinion on it. Should I go with it, or just leave it? I personally want to get this out of my skin, so leave reviews on what you think. See ya!