Warnings: Deaths and a little bit of drunk sex in the end. And I'm sorry, but this will be the only sex scene in this book. And with two more chapter, I will end it.

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# Third night

## Akihabara

Victor finds himself really scared by what he sees around him. Several people walking from one side to the other, most dressed up and carrying various bags of anime stores, manga, games and even music. Other people handing out flyers and items from stores of dubious origin and also posing for photos with other people. He's in the midst of total chaos, and worst of all? He lost Yuuri by sight.

Shit, whose idea was it to come here?

The right answer is ... You, Victor.

With a long sigh, Victor begins to look for a high place so he can try to find Yuuri or find him first, when suddenly someone grabs him by the back of his jacket, something that leaves him on alert.

"I found you." Yuuri's hoarse, gasping voice makes him turn around immediately and wrap him in a strong hug.

"Yuuri! I was so worried! "Victor exclaims, lifting him off the floor.

"Well, it was your fault for walking out without me. "Yuuri responds, laughing and cheeks flushed.

Instinctively, Victor releases him and takes his right hand to his chest, feeling his heart beat hard. What's happening to him?

"Victor?" Yuuri asks, looking at him with concern. "Are you alright?"

The Russian agent lowers his hand and smiles back at him.

"Of course I'm fine!" He replies. "Let's continue?"

He lifts the camera around his neck, swallowing hard as he notices Yuuri's brow furrowed, closing his eyes and sighing.

"OK. Let's continue."

Through the viewfinder, Victor realizes that they are being followed by 3 guys wearing sunglasses and tattoos on their arms.

"Hey Yuuri," he says, looking at the boy next to him.

"Hm?" Yuuri asks, looking at him in surprise.

"Why do not you give me your phone so I can get my number? So you can call me in case it happens again from us to separate, "Victor says, biting his lower lip shortly.

How can he feel so different in front of that boy he barely knows?

"Of course! You can put your number here and then I'll send you a message to save mine, "Yuuri says, holding out a cell phone with a blue cover and brown poodle sketches scattered across it.

"Oh my God, so cute! It reminds me a lot of my poodle that's in Russia! "Victor exclaims, picking up his phone and admiring the cape.

"Do you have a poodle? I have a Mini Poodle in my house called Nobunaga. Everyone calls him Nobuchan, "Yuuri says, turning red.

"Nobunaga?" The agent asks curiously.

"It's based on Oda Nobunaga, an important figure in the history of Japan." Yuuri says, putting his hands to his face. "Oh my God, I look like an otaku."

"Where did you get this cover?" Victor asks, laughing and watching the men approaching.

"Oh, actually we're pretty close to the store. Oh, I've got an idea! Your cell phone is an iPhone, right? Okay, I'll buy it for you. Wait for me here, okay? "And Yuuri walks away from him, leaving the agent there, surprised.

Again he takes his right hand to his chest, finding himself completely different when it comes to Yuuri. With a long sigh, he turns and faces the men who were following them.

" Hi !" He exclaims in English. " Can you take some pictures for me ?"

The three of them looked at each other, surprised to see him.

"Crazy man?" One of them says, grinning.

"Easy prey that way. Alien, chic clothes and a camera. Surely you must have enough money in your pockets. "Another says, laughing.

" Hm? What? "Victor pretends to be naive as he is pushed by the 3 to a dark alley.

"Pass the camera and all of it's worth, old man." The three raise penknives, pointing the blades at the Russian agent who opens his eyes.

"This is bullying, you know?" He says, cocking and scaring them for speaking Japanese this time around.

The agent immediately kicks the leg of the nearest one, stepping on his knee until he crackles and the boy screams in pain. The other two try to hit him, but Victor deflects and breaks their arms.

"Gaaah! Who the hell are you? "One of them asks if scared to see Victor pick up one of the pocketknives and start playing with it between his fingers.

"I am ..." And with three precise movements, he cuts off their necks at the height of the artery, watching him suffocate and die. "... No one important."

Victor cleans his pocketknife and puts it in one of them before returning to the street that Yuuri left. But to his surprise, he sees the boy at the entrance of the alley, looking at him in surprise.

"Victor! There you are! "He exclaimed, letting out a sigh. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I am. I just walked away a little to rest. "The agent responds, taking him by the arm and pulling him out of the alley so he will not see the bodies on the ground.

Not knowing that he saw everything, yes.

"Yuuri! I want to eat Kit-Kats! "Victor exclaims, as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, okay. I have one here, "Yuuri says, pulling the bag from his shoulder and opening it up on a bench, where he takes out the chocolate and also a shopping bag from a store. "I don't really like that taste, but maybe you like it. And I bought a purple cell phone case with poodles for you. "

Victor eats the chocolate, not liking the taste much. But when he sees the new phone cover, he falls in love with it.

"Thank you very much, Yuuri. I loved the cover! "He says, finishing his piece of chocolate.

"Did you like the chocolate?" Yuuri asks, eating his part and grimacing.

"Not much. I prefer the green tea of yesterday. "He says, watching the boy next to him smile and nod.

Soon, they finish the tour and return to the hotel. Yuuri touches his arm lightly.

"Thank you so much for today, Victor," he says, looking at him seriously.

"Hm?" The agent asks, getting confused.

"Nothing." Yuuri responds, saying goodbye and entering his room.

Victor, entering his room, goes straight to the bathroom, where he bathes and dresses in black boots and puts a holster with one of his pistols loaded on his chest and covers them with a jacket. From a distance, Victor follows Yuuri to the Ninomiya mansion, using his pistol with a muffler and killing armed people who were following him.

# Fourth Night

## Teioh Hotel - Ground Floor

As he headed to the restaurant that morning, Victor freezes to see Yuuri sitting at a table, and sees himself filled with anger because his super cute face is swollen on the left side and his lip has a slight cut.

"Yuuri, are you okay?" He asks, sitting in front of him and touching his face. "What happened?"

"I fell ..." Yuuri lies, and the agent notices his lip tremble. "I ... I fell ..."

"Do you want to rest? I understand perfectly ... "Victor begins, but is interrupted by the boy.

"No!" Yuuri screams, startling he's other people on the scene. "I really like our tours. I have a lot of fun with you. "

The Russian agent feels his face heat up, which makes Yuuri look at him in surprise.

"Okay then." Victor says before he can comment on it. "I was wondering if we could visit the Tokyo Tower and Shinjuku today."

"Hm. No problem, but Shinjuku is a neighborhood to be enjoyed better at night. "Yuuri comments, smiling at him. "How about we go to the Tower in the morning and Shinjuku at night?"

"Are you sure?" Victor asks, getting worried about him.

"Yes, I do," Yuuri nods decisively.

The tour of Tokyo Tower was quiet, but the Russian agent is on full alert, because Yuuri is still in danger. Or rather, he tries to be alert, but soon realizes that Yuuri is able to distract him several times.

"I'm going to spend the afternoon in my room, back at the hotel." Yuuri comments, as they begin to return to the hotel. "I need to send e-mails, make phone calls and study more about the objects that Minister Ninomiya wants to auction."

"I understand." Victor responds, seriously. "I'm going to communicate with my boss to get some questions that come up."

"Okay," Yuuri says, lowering his face and biting his lower lip. "See you later then."

"You too." The agent nods, struggling not to be defeated by his cuteness.

## Hotel Teioh - Room 1303

Victor returns to his room and prepares to perform the mission now that Yuuri is not in the mansion. He pulls out another suitcase from the first suitcase and opens it, beginning to mount the rifle he will use to kill the minister. Soon, he has his gun ready, leaning against the hotel table, and he opens the window a little, enough to let the bullet pass. He reloads the rifle and adjusts the scope, waiting for the target to sit on the chair next to a huge tea-drinking window. With a single shot, it hits the head of the minister who falls to the ground already dead.

Quickly he dismounts and holds the rifle, putting it back in the briefcase and hiding it inside his suitcase. He closes the window and notices on the laptop that the minister's body remains on the ground and other people are approaching, frightened. Victor bathes and changes clothes, getting ready to meet Yuuri and go to Shinjuku. The only problem is that Victor pulls Yuuri into a bar called Crossroads, where they drink and dance ...

## Hotel Teioh - Room ?

One door closes with the force of two bodies, which kiss each other ardently and drop several objects on the floor of the dark room. One pair of hands shyly touches the other's shoulders as his hands slide down his face, neck, chest, waist, hips and legs, pulling them hard and feeling them cross at his waist.

"Bed?" The one standing asks, biting the other on the neck shortly after.

"Please," the other whispered, moaning and wiggling his hips.

Lying in bed, they begin to undress, between kisses. Soon, one of them is completely naked while the other is still wearing his jeans and his body is partially illuminated by a light being reflected in the window. Body full of scars and old and recent marks ..

"Touch me, please." What's naked says, lying in bed, with scars on his body as well. "I want you."

"Of course."

The other obeys, sliding his hands down her waist, rising toward his chest and squeezing both nipples at the same time, making him moan softly. Deciding it is not enough, he decides to use his mouth instead of one of his hands, licking it, sucking and biting it, and being pleased to see that it increases the volume of his groans.

"Oh! Give me more! "

The hand that is now free slides down, approaching and touching his erect penis.

"Shit…"

They return to kiss and the one who is naked leaves marks on the neck of the other, who moves his hand faster and faster.

"This ... like this ... I'm going to cum ..."

And he does, leaving the other's hand a mess. To the surprise of the other, he falls asleep because of the amount of drink he has ingested.

"Oyasumi." What is awake says, getting up and going to the bathroom grab a towel to wipe him clean.

When he finishes, he goes to the bathroom to take a shower and lies down on his bed, looking at the silver-haired man who is sleeping soundly there before closing his eyes and sleeping as well.