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A/N: bold= bullhorn.
Chapter 3
"Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" Ryuchiro paced back and forth, eyes on the ground and hand to his lips. "Okay, think. What do we do and where do we go?"
Korosu just stood by the large marble staircase with a bore expression. He looked over to Sora and Tsuko and saw them looking worried. He rolled his eyes.
"You two, go check the back." The two nodded and ran off to the back of the large estate.
"You do know if we don't find a way out, we're fucked, right?"
"I am aware of the situation, yes." Korosu responded, waiting.
"Jesus, sometimes it just creeps me the hell out on how calm you are."
"Yes, well, inside I'm screaming like a little girl."
"Really?"
"No."
Ryuchiro rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, seeing the two goons run back towards them. "So, it it clear?" Ryuchiro asked. Sora looked at him with a worried face Tsuko spoke.
"Not even. There's just as many fuzz in back as there is out front."
"Damn it!" Ryuchiro slammed a fist against the wall. "What about the roof? Do you think we'd be able to get out up there?"
"No. We think there's already a helicopter landed on it." Sora said, looking over towards a still calm looking Korosu. "What do you think we should do, boss?"
Korosu looked at the three, confusion spread across their faces on what to do. The youngest faced the large from doors and put up the hood of his black jacket. "The only thing we can do," He started his way toward said doors, but was stopped by Ryuchiro two steps later.
"Are you insane?" He explained and Korosu just started at him. "Don't answer that. I mean,what in the world are you doing?"
"Do you trust me?" Taken back by the question, Ryuchiro let go of the brunette's arm and blinked.
"Uh, well, honestly... I'd find it hard." Korosu just stared back at the man, a little hurt, but no one noticed. "Well, it looked like you're gonna' have to. After all. you don't have much of a choice."
It was true. They were in a tight situation now, and he'd just have to go on with his young partner. As if Korosu read his mind, he faced back towards the door. "Come on and follow my lead." Ryuchiro nodded over to Sora and Tsuko who walked behind them. Before Korosu opened the door, he took out the contract from his jacket and handed it to Ryuchiro. "Just in case this turns into a chase, I'll trust you with this."
Ryuchiro nodded and took the paper, staring back in front. Korosu put both his hands on each handle and pulled them open easily, revealing blinding light from police cars and spotlights. Korosu had taken the cop's attention, making them all face the front. As they saw the four, they all positioned their guns at the group.
Silence.
Soon there was a loud voice on a bullhorn. Korosu looked over to the loud sound of the voice and saw a man in a brown suit.
"As you can see, we have you all surrounded. So, put your hands up where we can see them and don't move." No one moved. "I'll ask one more time. Put your hands up where we can see them and don't move."
Ryuchiro looked over at Korosu for instructions and was surprised when he saw he younger boy start to slowly raise his hands up. His eyes fell to the brunettes back and realization hit him. He had a plan. Following the boy's movements, Ryuchiro put his hands up in the air, Sora and Tsuko did the same.
The man with the bullhorn, officer Fujihara, looked surprised but the expression soon disappeared as a smirk replaced it. "Good, you're cooperating. How relieving. Now hat we've gotten this far, I have another request. Would the man who has been the one we've been after for over seven years. The man who has killed over a thousand men and woman. The man who has destroyed families of all those deceased. The mass murderer of this world. Anatsu Korosu, step forward."
There was no movement, not a sound. Everyone on the opposite side were waiting with anticipation to see who it as that Fujihara had just described. Infact, even Ryuchiro, Sora, and Tsuko were waiting on Korosu's next move. Not seeing any movement, Fujihara spoke again, "Come on. Don't be shy."
Not having much of a choice, Korosu's legs gave in and they stepped forward once. Fujihara smiled. "Well, this day just keeps getting better and better. Not only have I just captured the infamous Anatsu Korosu, but I have figured out that he is what seems to be the youngest of the group; a mere boy. Who knew someone so young could get so far."
"You'd be surprised." Korosu said, earning gasps from several people in the large crowd. It wasn't hard to figure out that Korosu was indeed young. Although they couldn't see his face, he was still shorter and slim.
"I am, in fact, yes. But that doesn't matter. Now, if you would be so kind as to remove that hood of yours so everyone can see the face of our murderer." He didn't moved. "You more quieter than I would've expected. So calm."
"I was told never to talk with strangers." Korosu smirked and Fujihara laughed.
"Make your jokes. Hide the fact that you've been caught."
Korosu's smirk dropped to a frown. "Who said it was staying that way?"
"What-"
Hands still raised in the air, they lowwered to his back where two holstered guns sit, grabbing them quickly and pulling them out, aiming. Gun do come in handy, in some situations.
"Get down!" An officer yelled into the large crowd. Korosu shot three spotlights and some squad car head lights.
"Go!" He yelled at the three behind him, running to the right. They didn't hesitate and followed after the boy.
"Damn it!" Fujihara yelled. "After them! Make sure Korosu does NOT escape! I've gotten this far already, I will not let him disappear again!" Every officer started running after the group of crinimals.
Meanwhile, Korosu, Ryuchiro, Sora, and Tsuko reached their cars. Ryuchiro was about to get in with Korosu but Korosu stopped him. "No, don't."
"What?"
"You heard him, they're trying to get me. It's be worse if they got the both of us. I gave you the contract for a reason. Now go," Ryuchiro hesitated. "I'll be fine. Get out of here!"
He finally nodded, running over towards Sora and Tsuko who were climbing into their black Toyota, "If you get caught, Hitoshi will have my head! Just sayin'," He took one last glance at Korosu getting in the silver GT, and then started the car.
Korosu started the ignition, hearing the sirens of numerous squad cars. Driving up to a street and turning a different direction than the others. Just as hr expected, most, if not all, police cars near them turned to go after the brunette. Not that he was worried, no. His experience has dealt with this before. Besides, his car was way faster.
He smirked as he switched the gears already getting quickly ahead. Then, out of no where, a black sports car drives right in front of Korosu, forcing him to make a sharp turn, spinning a full three hundred sixty degrees. He halted for a moment to catch his stolen breath. Taking this moment, he looked at his rear-view mirror, seeing the black sports car right behind him. Loking through the windshield, Korosu saw the man who he almost rammed into. He had silvery blonde hair and a smirk played in his lips.
With dark sunglasses covering his face, he was unable to see the man's eyes. But he assumed they had the same expression as his lips; amused. The brunette growled and glared at the silver haired man and apparently, he saw his annoyance because his smirk widened more.
With the bearing of his white teeth, Korosu quickly switched his gears and hit the gas pedal, smoke coming from the back wheels. If it was possible, the man's smirk widened even more as he realized this wasn't over. Pushing on the gas, he went after the younger man.
And so, the race is on.
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