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Chapter Summary- The identity of the traitor will be revealed and the trap for Yami is set. Old friends show themselves and the hunt is on. Its kill or be killed. Its gun battles, explosions and a whole lot of nastiness.
Chapter 6- The lost boys
'Their going to catch you. You do know what, don't you.'? The greasy young man said dryly to his companion, sitting to his left. He flipped the page of his magazine and said with disinterest. 'They always do.'
'That's what I'm counting on.' Yami's smooth, silky voice responded and shot a cold look over his shoulder. A look, that normally frozen even the hardest of men, but for some reason, this man didn't seem even the slightest bit affected by it. It was quite amusing in Yami's book
'What will you do then.'?
'I will know when the time comes.' Yami flicked his platinum blonde hair and inspected his nails. He had been waiting a long time for this. Waiting to end this game of cat and mouse between him and the Kyoushu. It all started that night…
'How do you know that they aren't coming for you right now.'?
'Oh, they're coming. If Shuichi has anything to say about it.' Yami said calmly.
'Then hurry and do something. You being here is bad for business.' The associate said dryly. He heard a slight click and glanced over to see glinting steel being pointed at his head.
'And you ask too many questions. Don't forget; I am the one that is paying you. I will deal with the Kyoushu in my own way. And I am in no doubt that you will betray me when they come for you.' Yami's voice dropped a few degrees and his deep-green eyes turned pale. His associate glanced at the intimidating peace of weaponry for a moment then went back to reading as if nothing ever happened. He knew that it was dangerous, not to mention suicidal to push Yami any further. He was a killer through and through. A killer that showed no mercy.
A small noise caused both heads to look up and Yami smirked. The other man almost shuddered. 'Their here.' Yami said playfully and slipped out the back.
Let the chase begin
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'Are you sure this is the place. Isn't this..'
'Yeah, it is.' Shuichi said levelly as Mitsudo quietly pulled up onto the sidewalk and turned off the engine. He looked over and eyed the seedy looking shop with confusion and doubt.
'Are you certain. I hear he hasn't been in business for a long time.'
'Yeah, but any man would do anything when money is involved. That's just the way it is.' A loud deep groan came from the back seat and Mitsudo and Shuichi looked back to see Jack's eyes flutter and another painful groan reached their ears.
'What the fuck happened to me. I feel like I have just been fucked over twice.' Jack said groggery and his face retorted in pain before he reach up and placed a hand over his eyes, trying to block out his pounding headache.
'Not to mention you look like shit too.' Mitsudo pointed out. Jack lifted his head just enough to glare at the dark-haired man.
'Shut up. When I see that long-haired freak again I am going to make him pay.'
'You can worry about that later but first we have something else to deal with first.' Shuichi said and eyed the tiny building with sharp amethyst eyes. Jack sat up and looked out the window.
'Where are we.'? Jack asked.
'A little problem we need to take care of.'
' But isn't this…' Jack looked skeptical and turned to the two. ' Are you sure. From what I hear he left the business a long time ago.'
'Yeah. Are you ready for this'? The others nodded and Shuichi loaded his magazine and pulled back the hammer. They stepped out of the sleek black vehicle and with measured steps, quietly walked up to the door. Shuichi and Jack positioned themselves on either side of the door and Mitsudo stood in front of it with his gun raised. After a moment Shuichi nodded and Mitsudo understood the silent command. He lifted his leg up and kicked the door open with a loud thud.
Suddenly a loud bang came from inside and Mitsudo moved away just in time to miss the bullet flying towards him. 'Shit.' Mitsudo swore and ducked behind Jack.
'I think someone knew we where coming.' The blonde bit back sarcastically. 'What are we going to do now'?
'What we always do. When I give the signal' Shuichi smiled calculatingly that sent shivers down the others spines and stood up. He unloaded his gun and dropped it on the ground. He ignored the expressions on his colleagues' faces and stepped forward. He began to walk inside when he spotted a figure behind the counter holding a Springfield M1903 rifle, its long barrel pointed towards him.
'Long time no see, Ryou.' Shuichi said and took another step forward, as if the weapon before him, capable of blasting his head from his shoulders didn't seem to faze him. Cold eyes regarded the thin, oily man with cool indifference and knew he couldn't let his guard down. Ryou may look like your typical greasy-haired, second-rate con man but in a sense, he was quite cunning and scheming. It was no wonder Jin kept him around.
'I thought you bastards would show up eventually.' Ryou kept his rifle steady as the approaching pink-haired man drew dangerously closer, amethyst eyes gleaming with each calculated step. A sly, cunning smile spread across the young man's face and Ryou's eyes narrowed in suspicion 'just what is he up to'
'I have been hearing some disturbing rumours about you, Ryou.' Shuichi said calmly. 'Rumours that I am afraid must be dealt with at before I leave here today. So I would appreciate it if you lowered your gun.'
A tangy, fresh aroma drifted over Shuichi's senses and he breathed in the familiar scent. He opened his eyes and said quite slyly. 'He was here wasn't he. Must have just missed him. Tell me what I want to know and I will let you live till the end of the day.'
'Oh would you now. Newsflash; I am the one with the gun. Yami came to me wanting information and as a former intelligence office, I was obligated to give it to him.'
'Obligated! To me it sounds like a man trying to justify himself. How pitiful.' Shuichi said coldly.
'Shut up, you fucking asshole. You may be Jin's top cold-blooded killer but I won't hesitate to blow your fuckin' head off.' Ryou shouted and pulled the trigger in blind rage. Shuichi moved his head slightly to the left as the bullet flew past his ear, slightly grazing his cheek. The bullet hit the large glass cabinet behind him and shattered it, sending bits of wood and glass all over the place.
Blood seeped out from the red tinged gash on Shuichi's pale skin and he reached up wipe it away, his emotionless eyes never leaving Ryou's face. Ryou could feel himself being pulled in by the look of pure rage and bottomless anger that was directed at him. It was like being sucked into a vortex when looking into those violet eyes clouded by bloodlust; just like when he looked into his eyes.
'I hate having to repeat myself, especially to low earth scum like you so I will ask you again.' Shuichi breathed and said calmly. 'Drop the gun.'
'Make me.'
'Ok, Mitsudo.' Shuichi called out and before Ryou had time to react, a grenade was thrown into the room and smoke quickly filled the room, which shrouded Shuichi from his sight. Ryou coughed repeatedly as smoke infiltrated his lungs and his blurred vision tried to see around the smoke-induced room. He saw movements within the cloud of mist but the effect of the smoke was making his eyes burn and water. And when he went to reach out for his gun, he screamed in pain when his hand was stepped on.
'Don't move.' A cold, lifeless voice said over him and he heard the distinctive click of a gun. 'Or expect to be eliminated.'
He heard multiple footsteps coming towards him and as the smoke cleared he looked up and his blurred vision could just make out three shadows standing over him. He blinked a few times and when his sight returned to normal he found himself on the receiving end of three mini UZI's.
'Well isn't this cosy.' Ryou said sarcastically and glanced up at the two newcomers. 'Mitsudo, Jack how nice of you to join our little party.'
'Shut up, you sack of shit. Tell me why I shouldn't put a bullet threw your head for selling us out.' Jack's sharp blue eyes glinted with anger.
Ryou regarded the blonde with a shrugged. 'Well you could but that wouldn't be very logical, would it. Considering….' Ryou smirked when he spotted their skeptical looks.
'Considering what'?
'…That I know where Yami is going to show up next.' A hard kick to the face sent Ryou flying backwards into a shelf. He laughed insanely as he sat up and was grabbed by the collar of his shirt, total ignoring the stabbing pain coming from his head.
'I expect that if you don't want a sever beating, you'll tell us.' Mitsudo warned.
'You can beat me all you want. Torture me for all I care. But you fucking sadistic bastards won't get a word out of me.' Ryou said and spat in Mitsudo's face. He knew how a pawn of Jin's worked. They were more like his lapdogs then actually employees. They were all puppets and he, the puppet master.
'Is that so, ok' Mitsudo wiped the saliva from his face and smirked cruelly. 'Have it you way. Shuichi would you do the honours.' Mitsudo turned to the quite pink-haired man behind him. Shuichi nodded, his face remaining emotionless and dipped into his pocket to pull out knuckle-dusters and a stun gun. Ryou's eyes widened.
'I would hold still if I would you. If you move you could possibly suffer sever muscular contractions, as well as fatal Ventricular fibrillation and burns.' Shuichi said calmly and stepped forward, turning the stun gun on and off as he went. The light blue sparks lighting up the young man's face. Mitsudo and Jack grabbed the man and pulled him to his feet.
'Now where do you want it? I hear that if you stun a person, lets just say a male perhaps, near the genital area that are most like to become infertile or damaged in the process.' Shuichi slipped on the knuckle-dusters and clenched his hands. Ryou looked on with wide, terrified eyes. 'I also hear that if you hit a certain part of the head, you could render them paralysed or kill them instantly.'
Shuichi stepped forward and wiggled his hand in front of Ryou's face. 'So what will it be.'?
'Ok, ok all right I will tell you. Just let me go.' Ryou fought his bonds until Shuichi nodded and Mitsudo and Jack let him go but not before Jack grabbed him by the scruff of his neck.
'You better not be pulling us, you lying shit because if you are, I will have that stun-gun shoved up your ass.' Ryou shoved Jack off and straightened himself up.
'Threaten me all you want but I am the only one who can give you the information you need. You want Yami and I have the power to give him to you. Lay a finger on me and you won't get squat. Do we have a deal.' Ryou held out his hand and Shuichi looked down at it with dull eyes but grabbed it without hesitation.
'Deal.'
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'This is getting old fast.'
Jin thought tiredly as he rubbed his temples and listened to the old crone at the end of the long table blabber on about something about statistics and charts. After he had gotten back from his 'meeting' with Eiri Yuki, he was hoping to contact Shuichi and get a statist report on Yami's whereabouts and focusing his attention on capturing the dangerous son of a bitch. But, alas that was not the case.
The Shinjio board of directors had insisted that they call a meeting to discuss the organization's next big investment and the company's newest stocks. Even thought Shinjio was one of the wealthiest companies, they still liked to stay on top. Which was why Jin could help but smirk behind his folded hands.
'If only these old pathetic fools knew how small they were in this sad world..' He stifled a yawn and leant his head on his hand and listened to his financial advisor go on about their spending report and their shares and bonds, but his mind was elsewhere.
What would be Yami's motive for doing this? Revenge. Personal gain. Ever since he had known the handsome blonde, Jin had come to the conclusion that Yami never had a reason for anything. It was either kill or be killed with him and he would hate to be the latter in that little match. It was just like when they met for the first time.
'You work for me now.' A younger Jin said to the blonde-haired man sitting across from him. The handsome young man couldn't be any more the twenty years old but as he sat there, deep green eyes staring down dark marron, Jin could see timeless age written in those eyes. Eyes that had seen its share of what humans were truly capable of.
As eyes closed for a second, Jin was certain he saw a hint of a smile play on the man's defined features but before Jin had a chance to decipher what it meant, eye lids opened and a cold, distant voice came out from crafty lips.
'Then let us be done.'
No soon after that he had seen just how much of an effective assassin Yami was. He ruthless methods, cold disposition and lust for blood, as well as his sexy, exotic good looks made him a force to be reckoned with. And when he teamed up with Shuichi, the assassination specialist. One, who has been a long-standing member of the kyoushu, was a team that not even Ren would dare double cross.
But that all changed that night…
He was brought out of his thoughts when a sudden argument broke out between his executives and decided that he had listened to the dull talk long enough and thought it was about time to put these stuffy men in their places. 'Gentlemen why don't we try selling our stocks invested in the Yoshiba industries then using the profit to expand our global network.
'But sir that would be an insult to the Yoshiba corporation. We have been investing in them for years and could see this as a personal attack.' The executive to his left said in forward outrage.
Jin smiled knowingly and swung his chair around to face his colleagues 'Outrage, please.' He waved his hand. 'They will see this as an opportunity. Kill two birds with one stone. Yoshiba's sales go up and we can claim in all the rewards. Your seats on the board are still safe '
'That maybe true sir, but..'
' Do you think that wise. Think about the backlash of such a move. It could go either way.'
'It will give us an opportunity to grow, expand.' Jin stood up and walked around the room. 'As Shinjio stands now, we are one of the leading companies in the Asian pacific but we could do so much more. Take risks, take a leap of faith.'
A beeping sound came from a black intercom on the table and Jin pressed the button. 'Yes what is it.'
'I'm sorry to disturb you sir but you have a visitor. I tried explaining to him that you were in a meeting but he said he would rather wait for you. He is in your office.'
'Ok.' He switched off the intercom and turned to his board of directors. 'I am sorry to have to leave you gentlemen. But I have some business I need to attend to.' Jin walked over to the door, ignoring the quite mummers and whispers as he went and walked out.
Bunch of incompetent fools. Worried about nothing but gain and that their seats stay warm.
He took the elevator to the top floor and it opened to reveal a stunningly, spacious reception room. He walked out onto the marble flooring when his assistant spotted him and raced over. To your average person, he may look like one of those typical, timid assistants, with his combed black hair and dainty glasses, he had been working for Jin and the Kyoushu ever since Jin took head of the underground organization.
'I'm sorry I called you during your meeting, Sir but your guest said you would rather want to talk with him.'
'Its fine Ayase. It's a good thing you did. If I had to listen to one more statistic report, I think I was going to scream.' He said trying to calm down his young assistant, which seemed to work because his shoulders visibly relaxed.
'Thank you sir.' Jin nodded and walked away towards his office. His so-called 'visitor' was peeking his interest. Mainly because no one came to his office without a call ahead first or an invitation and Ren would never let a stranger in so lightly.
He opened the door and stopped when he spotted the long-dark haired man by the window. His tailored blue Armani suit blending in perfectly with his sharp body and cunning looks. That's a businessman for you and one Jin knew all too well.
'I'm surprised Ren let you pass, Jun Katsuragi.' The man, Jun turned around and regarded Jin with onyx eyes.
'I have my ways. That's the way of the Katsuragi organization. But its these little pleasures in life that make it worth all the wild.'
'Pleasures in life, huh.' Jin closed the door behind him and walked over to his desk, spotting Ren leaning against the far wall as he went, being quite and nonchalant as ever and sat in his chair. Jun remained standing and continued to stare out the window.
'Its funny. All those people down there and they look like nothing but ants from up here. Pathetic isn't it.'
'What do you want.'? Jin said dryly, trying not to show how much the man's presences annoyed him.
'I hear that one of your wayward assassins are running rampart around the city. Causing a lot of talk down in the underground. Is the Kyoushu loosing its touch.' Jun mocked and smiled, showing gleaming white teeth.
Nosey bastard. Jin thought and kept his voice calm. 'It has already been dealt with. I have Shuichi and the others on it. We should have him by this evening.' Then he said. 'And why it have anything to do with the Katsuragi organization. I thought you didn't deal with matters involving other companies.'
'We don't generally but when I heard that you were in a bit of a pinch. I thought I could see what I could do to help.' The smooth, velvety voice wash over Jin and it made his skin crawl.
'As I said we can handle it.'
Jun nodded 'well then I will take my leave.' He made his way to the door before stopping and turning around. 'If you should ever change your mind, my men are always on call.'
'I will keep that in mind. We may be old friends, but if I see any of your men tread on Kyoushu territory, I will not hesitate to show you no mercy.' Jin said from his chair, marron eyes gleaming in warning.
'As you wish.' And then he was gone. Jin visibly relaxed and slumped in his chair. He was getting too old for his. He pinched the bridge of his nose and heard a slight chuckle.
'And what is so funny.' Jin opened his eyes and glared over at his black- haired lover.
'He always seemed the only one who could rile you up.' Ren said and walked up to the desk as Jin's desk phone started ringing. A certain private number popped on the screen.
Gin picked it up with urgency. 'Yes'
'We have a location on where Yami's next target is. Apparently he is making his move tonight, so we are going to interceptive him then. I will send you the coordinates.' Shuichi said on the other line.
'Good work. Be ready to move.'
'Affirmative.' The line went dead and Jin hung up the phone. He pressed another button and spoke into it.
'Ayase.'
'Yes.' Ayase's young voice said over the intercom. Jin glanced up at Ren.
'Get the team together. We are going out for a little hunting.'
To be continued….
Oh Yeah. I have finally finished and I must say I thoroughly enjoyed writing that chapter. So much violence and torture, even for me. Anyway I hope you like and remember to review
