Note: Unedited. No Beta. Crossover. Mentions (implied or direct) of Slash. Slow update.
Secrets of the Phantom
02:
Kuroko wasn't normally an impatient sort of guy.
This might just be the exception.
"Kagami-kun, please. I cannot oversee training today. I have prior commitment," Kuroko said, voice sounding impatient even though his expression still remained the same.
But if Kagami's expression was anything to go by, this change of tone was quite rare.
"Is something wrong Kuroko?" Kagami asked uncertainty. Unlike other people, even though he was angry, he usually only spoke in his usual neutral yet deadpanned tone. Even at Kirisaki Daichii match while they were still freshmen, his voice didn't change, so was his expression. You could only determine his anger through the intense aura he was quietly releasing.
In that instant, you would never doubt that he was part of the Generation of Miracles in his middle school.
His aura was that intense and potent, just like all of his teammates.
Kuroko looked like he was about to say something in negative but he stopped, looked around in the basketball clubroom they were using - which was empty aside from them. The others were already inside the gym waiting for them to arrive - before he spoke once again.
"I just have some problems with my work Kagami-kun. Do not worry," Kagami sighed at those words. Problems in his work?
That sentence was wrong, or lacking. Or misleading. Because the very nature of Kuroko's work was wrong. If people knew about it, they would label it as criminal in nature along with his friend.
Especially when the one his best friend frequently breaks into were normally controlled by government, private organization protected by people in high positions or shady businesses.
But then again, he could understand why Kuroko did it continuously. It paid great amounts of money that he would need for everything. Especially with the treatment of his sick mother with his father already dead. He was the only one who could raise himself and help his mother after all.
And he didn't allow him to tell the others or even his help.
He only even knew about it since he was a nosy guy and broke into his best friend's stuff.
He remembered Kuroko's reaction seeing him looking through his laptop. If looks could kill, he would have been dead that time.
"Of course I'll worry, idiot. This work of yours could be the one that would do you in," he said solemnly.
"Your imagination is going too far as usual Kagami-kun. Nothing bad will happen," Kagami-kun's eyes narrowed as he stared at the slight man doubtfully. Kuroko sighed. "If something happens, I'll be sure to tell you,"
"Of course you should! You're not about to get entangled in the mess all on your own!" he adamantly responded. Just thinking about it happening is making his worry skyrocket.
"Of course I won't. This is your jinx after all. Nothing bad would have happened if you didn't say anything about it," Kuroko deadpanned. Kagami gaped at that. Was... was Kuroko blaming him for anything bad that would happen concerning his work?
He opened his mouth, but closed it again seeing the gleam on Kuroko's eyes. He huffed at that and punched the other's shoulder lightly, minding his light frame. But still, Kuroko was pushed back looking pained.
"Kagami-kun," he took a step back at the warning in his best friend's voice.
"Okay, okay. Calm down Kuroko," said teen huffed quietly, giving him an almost, but not quite there smile.
"I was usually the one who tells you that Kagami-kun. You're maturing. The captaincy position suits you," Kuroko complimented him, making him flush deep red in embarrassment.
"Stop all this talking at once and get out already! But you will train the others tomorrow alright?" Kuroko nodded. He took his bag, hung it on his shoulder and stood up.
"Alright Kagami-kun,"
"Get back safely!" he couldn't help but say worriedly. Kuroko didn't do it but he swore that if he did, he would have rolled his eyes at him.
"Do not worry Kagami-kun," Kuroko walked out of the room as he looked on, hoping that his friend really wouldn't get entangled in any more mess. He was curious though when the other stopped before closing the door.
"And watch out for Nigou please,"
It took a few precious seconds, in which Kuroko already got out and closed the door before he managed to speak.
Or more like shouted.
"What?!"
. . . . .
"Are we even sure about this person?" she asked, looking at the man in front of her in the car mirror as he was the one driving the car she was in.
"Everyone knows that this person gives out valid information for a price Vermouth. All you had to do is keep your mouth shut and just look. Do not disturb our work," he said sharply, eyes looking directly at the woman sitting on the back of the car.
"You are too tense Gin," she said as she looked out of the car. She heard a grunt that she knew only belonged to Gin's assistant, Vodka. She rolled her eyes at the other's less than intelligent response.
If it weren't for the fact that he told her to follow the two and determine if the person only known to them and to everyone else who dealt with the person as BLANK would be a problem in the near future, she would have left them alone and would now be in America. She do have a drama she had to shoot soon.
And she had to delay it because of this.
She sighed as she looked around the place they were told to meet, seeing that it was quite a secluded place.
Hmm, so BLANK was also a secretive person, huh.
Well, she couldn't really fault that person. Being an informer as well-known as him was a hazard. That profession was dangerous. Everyone would want a piece of him.
Either to use him for his skills or kill him for knowing too much.
They didn't even know if BLANK was composed of one or more person.
This person is making me have an interest in him.
She looked around with renewed interest, trying to see if this person would show his face.
But not even a shadow was seen.
And it's already been almost an hour since they were parked there.
"Would he even come?" Gin only gave her a dark look in the mirror. She rolled her eyes again. "I'm only concerned. We've been here for-"
Knock! Knock!
She quieted and looked at the window on Gin's side, startled to see that a dark hooded person was there standing with his black gloved hand on the window, knocking.
"How did he get there without our notice aniki?" Vodka asked, voice alarmed as he looked at the window, his shoulder tensed along with Gin's.
She gave a light laugh.
"He took you by surprise?" She gave a delighted grin at the two's disgruntled expression. At seeing Gin's warning look, she waved her hand dismissively at them.
"Go on already and see if this person is BLANK. He's using a hood so he's trying to be inconspicuous. Just like BLANK. That might be him," He looked at his side with a dark look.
She laughed.
He's interesting.
. . . . .
Gin rolled down his window and gave the other a dark look. How did he even came within a feet of the car when I didn't even see a shadow of him?
The person didn't speak. It made him angry being ignored.
His phone then gave a single beep. He looked at it, back at the other before opening the message.
Gin?
He looked at the hooded man and gave a sharp nod.
The man nodded before giving him an envelope. He took it while giving the hooded man a narrowed stare.
Beep!
He opened and read the message on it that he was now sure was sent by this person.
Half the information you need is there. Give me my payment and I'll give you all.
He opened the envelope and read the contents. Just seeing how many of it was there made his eyes wide.
The information there was immense and valuable.
He reached his hand towards Vodka and he gave a suitcase. He took it and gave it to the other. Before the hooded figure could take it though, he demanded the other information.
Beep!
Give me all of my payment and were even.
He's sharp and smart.
"The other suitcase," Vodka passed him the other one and he gave all of it at the same time the other passed him another set of envelop.
The hooded man looked like he was having difficulty carrying all those money filled suitcase. Suggesting that the person didn't have much strength and enough build to carry them.
He looked at the remaining information, seeing them as valuable as the other one before giving the hooded person a nod.
Beep!
Pleasure doing business with you.
[ ]
He looked at where the person known as BLANK was but was surprised and suspicious to see him not there.
Along with the two suitcases.
His eyes narrowed. He had seen that the other couldn't even lift the two suitcase. He was having trouble carrying them. How could he have been able to walk away?
"Vodka, Vermouth. Where is he?"
"I didn't see him walk away aniki. He was just there, and then suddenly he disappeared!" Vodka grunted in surprise. He looked at Vermouth from the car mirror just to see her also looking at where this BLANK character was earlier with surprise on her face.
She didn't answer. She didn't need to though since her surprise interprets the same thing as what Vodka said.
"Disappeared?" he asked dangerously.
"I only glanced at your envelop for a second and when I looked back, he's gone,"
"Did he teleport?" Vermouth asked excitedly. He wanted to roll his eyes but refrained.
"We will need to investigate him it seems," he stated before hiding the envelop full of valuable information on his inside pocket and taking his phone. He paused though when he saw that the messages he received from BLANK were not there.
Erased or wiped out apparently.
His eyes narrowed dangerously before he revived the car and driven away from there.
Interesting, he couldn't help but think, glancing at his side mirror for a second, seeing the space still empty before watching the road in front of him once again.
And dangerous.
TBC.
A/N:
I'm so sorry for the late update. I didn't realize it's hard combining the two when I wrote it. Along with writer's block, I couldn't write. I decided to try writing this today though and I was pleasantly surprised to see my hand typing smoothly with the plot at the forefront of my mind.
So, what do you think? Worth the wait?
Review!
