The air swirled around them as they snuck up through the courtyard and into the inner part of the castle. Shutting the door quietly Aomine glared back at his two men, they got the message and knocked out the guard just inside. He glanced around and found a small room nearby, so they dragged the unconcious body there.

"From what the guy said, his room should be off one of the main hallways on this floor. Well know which one it is by the guards stationed outside the door. Once we find out which room we'll give him a nice greeting," white teeth flashed in the dark hall as Aomine snickered. Wakamatsu huffed but nodded as Sakurai gave a simple 'Aye Cap'n', with a bunch of hushed apologies afterwards of course. Aomine sighed, the boy needed to stop doing that.

It didnt take long to find it, at least the guy didnt lie about where to find him. That would have made it twice as difficult. Just as he had said, two guards stood outside the door. He peaked around the corner to get a better look. There were columns all the way down the hall, so when they werent looking he swiftly moved behind one of them. Every few minutes he would switch to the next one, getting closer slowly but surely. Wakamatsu followed behind him.

When he was at the closest one Aomine signalled to Sakurai who was looking meekly out from behind the corner. He nodded but fear flashed across his face as he stepped out to walk towards the guards. They immediately stopped talking and faced Sakurai. He smiled weakly, " E-excuse me... I seem to be lost."

The two guards shared a look then looked back at the mousy, brownhaired boy. One shrugged, "you shouldnt be in this area, royal blood only. Guests are to be seen in the main hall, its back where you came from."

"T-thank y-you. Sorry to bother you. Im sorry." He bowed and Aomine took that opportunity to slam the base of his pistol against one of their heads. Before the other could shout to alarm others Sakurai came up from his bow to slam a palm into his solar plexus. Air rushed out of him instantly and Wakamatsu grabbed him around the neck and cut off any more air. The man quickly passed out and slumped against the blonde.

"Idiots." Aomine sneered scathingly. "They always underestimate people. Good work Ryou. Wakamatsu," the man was dragging the bodies of the guards behind the pillars. When he heard his name called he paused and looked up. "Youre slow to react. Work on it."

The said man scowled at him. He was about to protest when Aomine brought a finger up to his smirking lips, "Shh. Dont want to wake the sleeping Prince now do we?" Wakamatsu growled and muttered curses under his breath as he returned to his task. "Im going in alone. Sakurai youre on look out duty. Should be able to carry him out myself."

They nodded and Aomine tried twisting the handle. To his annoyance it was locked. Sighing he crouched down and slipped his hand in his coat to pull out a set of lockpicks. No lock had ever held up against Aomines nimble fingers. He inserted the tension wrench and then the pick at the top. Scrubbing the pick around he grinned when he heard the click. One of the pins were set. Repeating this process he felt the familiar sense of satisfaction opening locks always gave him. It took only twelve seconds for the lock to give way.

He glanced back before turning the knob quietly. The room was pitch black except for the streams of moonlight that shone through the windows on the far end. Aomine guessed the prince would be some wimp that probably never got out of the castle and used his own guards to protect him. A solid image of what to expect was already formed in his mind. Aomine crept up to the bed and blinked. A muscled back shone in the dark, and his eyes dragged down further. He couldnt repress from licking his lips at the sight of beautifully sunkissed skin and bare hips that led to strong thighs. The Prince's body was barely covered with the sheets. Wind blew through the open window and the man shivered and turned around, grumbling in his sleep.

Aomine drew closer, his knees brushed against the silky sheets at the edge of the bed as his eyes roamed over the prince's face. Crimson locks contrasted against the white pillow. His cheekbones were high and his lips were turned down in a frown. They were plump and very inviting looking. Aomine wanted to devour those lips. He wondered what they would look like half parted and gasping for breath.

Scowling he shook his head to clear those thoughts. That was not what he was there for. Reminding himself that gold was on the line here he chanted to himself. One million gold pieces, one million gold pieces, one million gold pieces. Once his decision was reinforced he wondered how he was going to get him out of the castle. The man was huge! He should have brought a damn wheel barrel. Aomine frowned and leaned over the man.

Eyes snapped open and Aomines blue eyes locked with red ones. Aomine inhaled quickly at the sight, they were absolutely mesmorizing. That fact was the only reason the Prince had time to punch him in the stomach. Grunting he retaliated. His fist hit soft sheets as the redhead rolled to dodge his attack. Aomine was a little surprised he managed to evade him, his speed wasnt something to laugh about. Perhaps this will be more interesting than he thought.

Aomine suppressed the disappointment that shot through him once he noticed the prince had shorts on under the sheets. The prince didnt give him much time to think about it, he leaned so the fist brushed past his face. Aomine's hand pushed his arm away and he stepped inside his reach. Fast as lightning his arm struck out, slamming hard into the mans shoulder. He grunted and kneed Aomine in the gut before throwing another shot a his face.

He tried to back away but the redhead wrapped his free arm around his waist practically drawing him into his waiting fist. Pain shot through his jaw, blood dripped down from his busted lip. Aomine couldnt contain the grin that came to his face at the excitement thrumming through his body, but he knew he couldnt waste time. Smirking he drawled out, "this was fun and all, really. But I have things to do and people to fuck." Confusion shot over the redheads face then realization when Aomine pulled his pistol from his hip. Since he was already close to him he used it to his advantage. When the prince tried to step away it was his turn to grab him and pull him closer, restricting all his movement as he placed the gun to his head.

"Move and I shoot. He never said you had to be alive." Aomine of course wasnt going to actually kill such a fine specimen, especially since he was worth one million.

Most people give up after having been put in this situation, thats why when the redhead growled and fought harder he was surprised. "Fuck you! Come into my room and my country? I'll fuckin get you for this!"

Chuckling he purred, "Fiesty, I guess what they say about redheads are true." Aomine whispered it into his ear and dug the pistols nozzel further into his head just to remind him who was in charge. And he felt when the prince shivered at the tone.

"Screw you asshole! Let go of me!"

"Tch. As if. You're coming with me darlin."

The man froze in his arms and started shaking with barely supressed anger. Aomine smiled smugly and watched those eyes burn bright. When the prince smirked he blinked. Suddenly he pushed forward quicker than Aomine thought him capable of and places his lips over his. His eyes widened in shock, a roaring fire swirled in his stomach and goosebumps rose on his skin at the feel of his smooth lips sliding over his.

Eyes slid to half-mast and he leaned forward a bit more, plundering that sweet, hot mouth when the redhead gasped. Aomine pulled him closer so their bodies shared heat, his hand trailing over his back leaving tingles in its wake. The princes tongue twirled with his own, dragging it back into his mouth to suck on it harshly, pulling a moan from the bluenette. He could taste blood from his split lip and the redhead licked at it, nibbling on the bottom lip. The slight pain only caused him to groan appreciatively, panting into the others mouth.

Hands slid from his grasp and wrapped around him. Aomine felt like his long fingers were burning through his clothes it was that warm. The effect this guy had on him was insane, his head was already swirling and his dick was hard, pressing into the mans hip. The other was fairing no better than he.

His hand with the gun drew the other even closer, pressing hot kisses against the succulent lips. When a hand trailed down his chest, scratching him lightly through fabric to brush against the bulge he thought that this was turning out better than he could have imagined. Blue eyes shot open when a strong grip slithered into his pants to grip him tightly, and not in the good way.

Fire gleaned in those red orbs as Aomine scowled, wincing in pain. "Throw the gun over there."

He just glared. "You'll regret this."

Those swollen, pretty lips twisted into a half-amused, half-annoyed grin. "I'm sure that you're the one who'll regret it. How dare you break into my room?!" He gave another squeeze and Aomine yelped in pain and did as he said. The pistol clattered to the floor a few feet away, making a loud noise. The bluenetted grumbled, aggravated.

"Now, tell me why you're trying to kill me?"

Aomine snorted, "Baka. I wasnt trying to kill you, I wanted to kidnap you. Obviously."

The man tilted his head, "huh? Whyd you wanna do that?"

He raised an eyebrow, was he an idiot? Aomine spoke slowly, as if explaining to a child. "For money? You know, ransom and all that good stuff? Duhh."

Growling he couldnt help the tinge of red from embarrassment. "Sh-shut up!"

"Oi. What's your name baka? The guy never gave me a name."

"I dont think youre in a position to ask questions! Aho!" The redheads lips tightened before he grumbled out, "Kagami Taiga."

Aomine grinned, dazzling the man for a second, "Aomine Daiki. And dont forget it, cause you'll be screaming it later."

His teeth barred in a snarl, "pervert! Like Id sleep with you!"

Though he couldnt move he glanced down at the bulge in Kagami's shorts, straining against the fabric. "Hmm. That so? Seems like your body is more honest."

"Fuck you. Tell me who sent you."

Spotting movement behind Kagami's back he kept his eyes on him. His tone was dripping with amusement, "Sorry, cant say. Though, you'll meet him very soon."

"Wha..." A pistol handle smashed him over the head, knocking Kagami out instantly. His body relaxed against Aomine, who grunted with the weight of him. Wakamatsu could be seen glaring at him.

"Captain, what the hell? Was this guy that much trouble?"

Aomine chuckled, looking down almost fondly at the man in his arms, "more than you know. I thought I told you to watch the door?"

Wakamatsu rolled his eyes, "I heard the ruckus so decided to check it out. Good thing I did."

He scowled, "Thats what you think. I had everything under control, the only one who can beat me is me."

The blonde scoffed. "Yeah, sure looked like it. We should hurry, we're not the only ones who probably heard you guys. Guards will be crawling all over this place in a couple minutes."

Hauling the redhead over his shoulder was harder than he thought. The prince was pure muscle, and was also around the same height as him, so carrying him was a challenge. Somehow they made it outside without alerting anyone. Once they got out to the small row boat that was up on the sand not far from the castle they heard shouting. They had been spotted.

Aomine pushed Kagami into the boat as Sakurai pulled out a long pistol and fired at the first guard that came out of the door. Two more came out and rushed at them. Sakurai was able to take another down with a well aimed shot to the chest. Wakamatsu drew his saber and slashed under the mans block. Blood splattered to the ground as he fell.

When he had pushed the boat all the way into the water he turned to them, "Get yer asses moving! Time to go!" Sakurai covered them as they got in, and Wakamatsu started rowing. Aomine in the meantime searched in his pockets for his stick of dynamite.

Grinning he gripped a match, lighting if off his cheek and lit the fuse. Shouts and commands came from the shore as they scrambled to put out boats after them. With practised aim he threw it, the dynamite shone in the night. It flew through the air before coming down in the middle of one of the three boats. A bang erupted immediately, echoing throughout the chilled air.

"Well," he leaned against the side of the boat leisurely, "that was fun."

Wakamatsu shot him a disbelieving look, "you've got to be joking. It would have went smoother if you werent dicking around in there!" He roared, picking up speed with the rowing from his anger.

He snickered, looking at their boat docked further out in the bay, hidden behind a rock formation. "Relax, we're alive arent we?"

"One of us could have easily died because of you! When are you going to start thinking of the crew?" The blonde snarled at him.

Aomine's face darkened and he leaned towards him, towering over him, "You forget who you're speaking to." His deep voice was calm, but deathly serious. "If you complain again how I run my crew I'll take it as an act of rebellion and fucking shoot you. Do you understand?"

Sakurai whimpered from next to them, and Wakamatsu gulped. Nodding he mutely went back to rowing. Aomine smirked, the blonde was always like that, all bark and no bite. That was why he wasnt the Captain, he was too ready to submit, just like everyone else. A bitter smile came to his face and he looked down at the redhead. Even now, crumpled against the bottom of the boat he still looked handsome. Aomine almost regretted dressing the prince, those delectable muscles were now covered.

He snorted at the stupid look on Kagami's face, though he was sleeping he managed to look pissed off. The man had fought back even when in a dire situation, and it intrigued Aomine. He couldnt wait to figure him out, which surprised himself. Aomine wasnt one to think much about others, but there was something about Kagami that was different than others. And he would figure that out before handing him over, that was a promise.


This is going to be a five part story, I originally posted it on AO3 as a short story for ChildOfTheStar~

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