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Pairings/Warnings: SouMako, m/m sex, light angst, violence, bodyguard!AU, bad language

A/N: I have been posting this over on AO3 and so am now starting to post here as I got a lot of comments regarding my SouMako fics! So enjoy!

Chapter One

Extraction

Makoto Tachibana had lived a very average life. He worked in a cubicle at Iwatobi Corp. – a large multi-national company that traded in metals and commodities. His role was in the IT department, his job dull and uninspiring but well-paid and respectable. He owned a small apartment, room just enough for him and his cat, and his daily life consisted of a regular routine.

He'd get up early, eat breakfast, feed his cat and then shower awkwardly, him being too tall for it, and then he'd dress in his suit. Once in his suit, Makoto would make his way to the train station and commute to Iwatobi Corp. where on the journey he'd read the news on his tablet before he arrived at work, clocking in and getting to his desk to begin his days' work.

His life was boring. Average. For fun, Makoto swam and jogged, occasionally saw some fellow work colleagues but his life was generally mundane and boring. Makoto liked his life – he didn't want fast cars or women – especially not women – and he was quite happy with his cycle of work and home and back to work.

Yet that all changed. The routine blown out of the water. As one day he met Sousuke Yamazaki and his world turned upside down.

Sousuke hadn't expected this assignment. He was in the protection business and he worked for an elite organisation, employed to protect those who needed protecting from the worst and most dangerous kind of people. He was highly paid, tended to bodyguard the wealthy and beautiful, the powerful and not some cubicle working lackey who had accidentally seen the wrong file.

He'd received his assignment at a coffee shop, a man in a trench coat and hat leaving it as he walked by and Sousuke had snorted. Always so damn melodramatic. Guess that's what you got working for an organisation that didn't exist. Smirking, he'd picked up the information on his new "charge", his brows furrowing and Sousuke knew this was going to be unlike anything he'd had before.

As Makoto Tachibana was unlike so many he'd worked with before. And Sousuke knew that it was going to be a pain of an assignment the moment he walked into Iwatobi Corp. – flirting with an receptionist to get to the floor where the IT department was situated and walking towards it with a spring in his step, his impeccable suit making him look like he belonged in that environment, he even grabbed an errant pass to put around his neck in disguise.

When he got to that floor, Sousuke looked for Tachibana, seeing the light brown hair and the slumped back, his body too large for the small cubicle in which he worked. Sousuke approached the cubicle, noting a few cat posters to brighten it up and almost wanted to shake his head. Tachibana was so damn boring in comparison to his usual jobs that he almost wanted to walk away, refuse the money and wait for the next superstar or CEO's wife but then Sousuke knew he couldn't refuse a job. So he approached, walking towards the partition.

"Tachibana?" he asked softly, leaning against the thin wall and almost feeling it buckle due to his weight so Sousuke lifted off it, looking down at the guy who was looking at him through black rimmed glasses.

"Can I help you?"

Sousuke usually had two options for instances like this. This was an extraction and Sousuke's job was to get Tachibana out of the building without raising too many alarm bells. Usually during an extraction, his extractee was aware what was happening but Sousuke was looking into deep green eyes through glasses lenses looking at him with curiosity, clearly puzzled at this new guy leaning on the side of his partition.

"I'm from a different branch," Sousuke started, standing straight so as not to break anything, "and I was told by your supervisor to talk to you about your systems. I want to implement something similar in my own."

Tachibana raised an eyebrow. "Really? Though I'm sure Nanase would be a better option that myself… he's a much better technician than me…"

"No, it's you I want… if you wouldn't mind, we could go and get coffee and discuss."

There was a shift in Tachibana's posture and suspicion came in. His eyes narrowed at the pass around Sousuke's neck and he almost cursed himself for not checking it. As Sousuke had picked up an errant pass that seemed to have no owner. But the pass had a picture on it and the picture was clearly female. No one needed to look closer than that and Tachibana's green eyes met Sousuke's own.

"You… you don't work for Iwatobi…"

Sousuke looked around the cubicles, a few people were watching the exchange with curiosity. He imagined that little of interest happened in the IT department so his arrival was of interest. Which was not good. They had to get out as soon as they possibly could as creating suspicion was what he did not want.

He put his hand on Tachibana's broad shoulder, feeling the strength hidden underneath a pressed white cotton shirt and he leant forward, whispering into his ear.

"You saw something about Iwatobi's dealing with Samezuka Inc., didn't you?"

"I… didn't mean to…"

"You've seen something you shouldn't, Tachibana and some people would like you dead."

The jerk of Tachibana's body was felt under Sousuke's palm and he smiled softly.

"I've been employed to keep you alive. Now come with me… act naturally and pretend we're just going to share a nice coffee, okay? Nod if you understand me."

Sousuke's mouth was a mere inches away from Tachibana's ear and he felt the shiver that seemed to run through his body from the base of his spine to the back of his neck and then he nodded. Slowly.

Backing away, Sousuke turned his pass away subtly and then put his hands in the pocket of his black suit, rocking back on his heels casually as Tachibana closed down his programmes on his computer and collected his belongings. He was being awkward, Sousuke noticed and he almost cursed under his breath as it was clear something was wrong. He knocked a pen holder and had to pick it up. Sousuke watched him collect them as they rolled over the floor and then helped, trying to speed up the process. Finally, he grabbed his suit jacket from the back of his chair and nodded towards an employee in the cubicle over.

"I'm just going for coffee, Haru."

The man opposite looked up, nodded and murmured "uh" and then went back to typing, and Tachibana then indicated towards Sousuke.

"Let's go."

It was going to be easy now, Sousuke thought, he'd acquired his target and now all he needed to do was get to the safe house, babysit Tachibana for a few days while the hit was neutralised by other members of his team and then go back to his normal life.

However, as they approached the elevator, the doors opened and suddenly Sousuke was faced with an automatic machine gun. A moment later it burst into life, Sousuke grabbing for Makoto, rolling them both to the floor.

And Sousuke thought this was going to be simple…