this took a while *shrugs* anyway enjoy ch. 2 of this amazing fic I somehow pulled from my brain *shrugs again b/c how?* also a little bit of back story (but not much :D) and Tsukitachi and Hirato team up to be assholes ^-^ good cop bad cop style!

Yogi fidgeted slightly as Gareki stared at him, they'd only been on the ship and hour or 2 but Hirato had wanted to brief Gareki on the mission and had left to find Tsukitachi who would be helping the mission as well, though he wouldn't be undercover. Gareki was sitting... more like lying on the fluffy armchair across from Yogi (who knew from experiance how soft that chair was and didn't blame Gareki for taking advantage of it) and hadn't broken the silence once, until now

"You look different."

Yogi blinked "R-really?"

Gareki looked away "You look happier-" he trailed off, tone slightly bitter and, once again Yogi felt guilty.

He swallowed "You know Gareki... I'm really sorr-"

Gareki stood up, eyes flashing with an emotion Yogi couldn't place. "Sorry doesn't cut it Yogi!" He began to pace slightly "Do you know what my "Job" is now?"

Yogi shook his head, speechless and concerned

Gareki smirked "I'm a whore. I get paid to sleep with men. I just lost my side job so now it's the only thing I have to keep me going."

Yogi hung his head sadly but Gareki kept going

"It was your fault you know. I was 14 when it happened. Remember what we did? Then you left and I thought I had something to prove so I went out and took it but after that I couldn't stop. So for 4 years I bounced from man to man, keeping myself alive the only way I knew how. It's not a very nice job but it pays the bills."

Yogi blinked back tears "I know it's my fault Gareki. I- we... I shouldn't have left you like that, I should have come back, or at least contacted you..." Yogi trailed off and took a deep breath "I shouldn't have done that to you..."

Gareki sighed and flopped back into the chair "It's no use to apologize to somebody who won't forgive you."

Yogi smiled sadly "I know." and silence fell once more.

Hirato came back about ten minutes later with Tsukitachi in tow, taking in the rooms tense atmosphere Hirato smiled

"Sorry for the wait."

Tsukitachi walked over and sat next to Yogi on the couch, Hirato took the other chair.

After a brief silence Hirato cleared his throat "The mission is to attend a masquerade party as a boy named David Star, all party-goers are required to wear the costume that came with the invitation which is why we needed somebody of your size and stature. The man throwing the party, Jason Stone, is rumored to be a member of an organization called Kafka. There are also several... other rumors but they should be... nothing to worry about. Your objective is information, get as close to Stone as you can and try to confirm his relation to Kafka."

Gareki nodded then his brow furrowed "What does the costume look like?"

Tsukitachi beamed "I'm glad you asked!" and held out a medium sized black box.

Gareki rolled his eyes and opened it. He looked inside and blinked. Really? He held up the leather shorts and his eye twitched when he saw the fluffy black tail attached to the back and the shirt was a soft, black, button up vest. The black bunny ears attached to a thin headband was the last straw.

Gareki closed the box with a thud "I refuse."

he deadpanned. Hirato just smiled and Tsukitachi beamed "You can't do that Gareki-kun! We'll have you arrested for solicitation. Prostitution's illegal you know."

Hirato took in Gareki's now glaring face and continued where Tsukitachi left off "However. If you do this mission, and do it right. Even if we don't get the information we wanted we will pay you for your time and services. I will personally see to it that you receive payments for a month afterword as well."

Gareki stared at Hirato, mouth open slightly, before he swallowed "Fine" he said, reluctant he may be but even he couldn't turn down that offer.

Hirato smiled "Good. The party is in a week."

Tsukitachi smiled "You'll be able to practice!"

Gareki shot him a weary look "Practice what?"

Tuskitachi just held up a pair of thigh-high boots. Gareki hid his face in his hands and groaned. This was going to be a long week.