A/N: My heartfelt thank to everyone who reviewed, favorited and followed this story. This chapter is longer, so I hope you like it. Happy reading!

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to Yamane Ayano Sensei. I'm just borrowing them for my story.

Chapter 9

Detective Yamazaki was in a good mood today. His morning went by perfectly, another case solved, putting another accomplishment on his belt; his superiors were happy with him. He made a shit load of cash after a deal, spent some of it on high priced girls with killer bodies and excellent skills. And the press was giving him no trouble. That was always a plus point.

But these were not what put him in such a good mood today. He was about to catch a fish that their department was after for a long time. And when he succeeds, and he will succeed, he was up for a promotion, hell a double or a triple promotion; that was how big a deal it was.

He looked at the file in his hand. A photo of a blond haired guy with a childish face smiled at him, and he sent a devious grin back. He was going to be his hook to catch the big fish he was after. He looked at the details written below.

Name: Takaba Akihito

Age: 25 years

Sister: Seiko Yamamoto

Family: unknown

Occupation: student at Caltech University; works at INV Softwares.

'Caltech huh? Must be a nerd then.' He sneered. He remembered the nerds at his college. He had had a lot of fun at their expense, bullying them into doing his work. 'This was going to be easy as a pie.' He sneered again at the photo. This was going to be a good day indeed.

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Meanwhile, in Sion headquarters.

Kirishima entered Ryuichi's office in a hurried manner and called to his attention.

"Ryuichi sama, Akihito was contacted by detective Yamazaki. He was asked to meet him at the Ohayo café at noon."

Ryuichi leaned back on his chair and brought a Dunhill to his lips. Kirishima, the ever dutiful secretary, lit it and stood back, waiting for his orders.

Detective Yamazaki was a thorn on their side, always trying to drag them down using any method possible, no matter what dirty tricks he had to use. He failed every time, obviously. He had some connections to the higher ups in the police department, so it would take some effort to get him out of their way. But Yamazaki had enough sense to not approach any of the members directly, that is, until now.

"Hack into the cameras of the café and get me the live feed. Also tell someone to place microphones on every table. Place two at the corner ones." He told his secretary.

Kirishima looked at him with a shocked expression. He clearly had not been expecting this.

"I want to know what they talk about. Knowing Yamazaki, he will try to threaten Akihito into giving him information about us. Or maybe threaten him about his sister. I want to know how Akihito reacts."

Kirishima blinked, and then nodded as he realized the whole purpose of this. He needed to know if Akihito was trustworthy or will he rat them out at the smallest pressure. They had a lot of people who wanted to bring them down, and Yamazaki was only a small fry in that group.

"It will be done, Ryuichi sama." He bowed and left the room, shutting the door quietly behind him.

Ryuichi crushed his Dunhill in the ashtray, watching the embers die out.

"Let's see what you do now, Akihito." He whispered to no one in particular.

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Akihito looked out of the glass window and wondered why he was here. He had received a call yesterday from a Yamazaki, a police detective, who asked to meet him at this café at noon. Alone. He stressed that word many times in their conversation. Apparently, what he wanted to talk about was meant only for his ears, and it was very important that he met him. So here he was, sitting in one of the secluded corner seats with a clear view of the door. He had looked where the cameras were out of habit and could see two of them trained at his table. Hmm..

He watched as a man in odd combination of clothes entered the café. He was wearing a pair of ripped jeans with a formal shirt and a bomber jacket on top of it. He was also carrying a neon sling bag. 'Is he trying to copy a rock band?' Akihito thought to himself. The man looked around the shop, searching for someone, and Akihito had a distinct feeling that he was the one the man was looking for. The man's eyes landed on him and with an expression which Akihito could only describe a sneer, he walked towards him.

Akihito stood up and extended his hand. "Detective Yamazaki, I presume?" he said as he shook his hand with both of his.

"Yes, you are right. Thank you for agreeing to meet me on such a short notice, Takaba san." He said as he shook his hand. Akihito gestured for him to take a seat.

Yamazaki sat down, placing his bag on the table. A waitress came to take their order and his gaze lingered on her legs and chest for too long to be appropriate and gave his order of coffee and some pastry with a slimy sneer on his face. Akihito just ordered a black coffee.

"So, Yamazaki san, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Akihito asked, turning his attention from the retreating back of the waitress to him.

Yamazaki composed himself, showing a serious detective face. "Akihito san, I heard your sister got engaged to Renjiro Asami san?" he began. At Akihito's nod, he continued, "have you met his family then?" Another nod. "Then you are aware of what their family business is, right?"

In the Sion headquarters' control room, Ryuichi, Renjiro, Kirishima and Suoh were watching the live feeds from the café, listening to their conversation.

"Of course I do. They do trades in real estate and many other businesses. Ryuichi owns many of the clubs in the areas. Renjiro manages the trading company, which mainly deals with real estate and high priced items." they heard Akihito's innocent reply.

"Ah, those are just their legal businesses, Takaba san." A smirk started to form in Yamazaki's face. "You clearly don't know of their underworld dealings."

"I have met the Asami family personally, Yamazaki san, and I assure you, theirs is a very respectful family. Anyway, if it was so, my sister would have told me." Akihito frowned.

"Then I'm afraid that your sister is hiding it from you. She is in love, and you know love blinds a person to another's faults."

"How dare you say that about my sister?" Akihito was outraged. "Don't speak of things you know nothing about." He moved to get up, but rough hands caught his arm and made him sit back down.

"What if I have proof?" Yamazaki said.

This caught his attention and that of everyone in the Sion control room. They peered at the screen, wanting to see what this so called proof was.

Akihito was about to ask about the proof when a waiter brought their ordered dishes. The waitress must have been creeped out from the stares she was receiving from the detective. After the waiter left, the detective first bit into his food and moaned. If Akihito was disgusted at his actions, he didn't let it show on his face, but the ones in the control room did.

Yamazaki opened the neon bag and took a file from it. He put it in front of Akihito. "You'll find your proof in that." he said as he gestured for him to open it.

Ryuichi watched closely as Akihito opened the file and read through its contents. He watched as the horror on Akihito's face grew as he turned each page. There were pictures of him taken during his illegal dealings. There were also a few that showed him torturing or killing someone. They were all taken in the dark and weren't clear so they couldn't be taken as concrete evidence. But they were clear enough to convince a person of their crime. Ryuichi and Renjiro glowered as they watched Yamazaki smirking; he had messed with people who should be messed with and this was going to be his last mistake.

They tore their eyes as Akihito gasped, his right hand covering his mouth as his eyes teared up. They looked at what he was seeing and couldn't believe their eyes. It was a picture of Renjiro shooting a young boy, barely five, with a cold expression. They knew it was fake, but it looked so real that they were shocked beyond anything. They looked at Akihito, who seemed to be fuming in silent fury. They couldn't blame him; after all, to kill a child in cold blood was unforgivable, even in their standards.

Yamazaki smirked at the horrified expression on Akihito's face when he saw the last picture. He paid a lot of money to get an expert to photo shop the picture, but it was worth it. No one would side with the people who mercilessly killed innocent kids. So grabbing his chance, he started speaking.

"You see, they are not the kind of people you think they are. They are ruthless killers who will not hesitate to remove anyone who stands in their way." He paused, looking sympathetic, or at least trying to. "You need to open your eyes to that fact."

'Good, that's good. Just a little more.' He thought as Akihito raised his eyes, fear and anger written on them.

"You need to get your sister away from them, Takaba san. Her future would be destroyed if this continues. She would be kicked out of university if they come to know that she has affiliations with the yakuza. Their enemies would target her and she would be in constant danger for her entire life, which may be cut short without any notice." He internally smirked as the fear and anger in his eyes intensified. 'Now, for the final push.'

"I don't think your university would take it well that their student is connected to someone in the underworld. So it's not just your sister's life, but yours too that would be destroyed." He paused and took Akihito's hand in his. "But Takaba san, they would not let your sister go so easily."

Ryuichi watched as Akihito's eyes flashed with something he couldn't identify, but it settled on determination as he looked at Yamazaki and said, "What do I need to do?"

"You need to help the police. Get them any information on them, their deals, anything that can help us put them behind bars." Before Akihito could protest, he continued. "Please don't worry, Takaba san, we wouldn't let anything happen to you or your sister. As soon as you get the evidence, both of you will be placed under police protection. We will make sure that they won't be able to harm you in any way." He patted his hand to assure him.

Akihito raised his eyes to meet his, as if trying to see if could be trusted. He tried to keep his expression sympathetic and eyes unwavering. He must have been satisfied with whatever he saw, as Akihito sighed heavily and withdrew his hand from his.

"Actually," Akihito began, "I had hired an investigator and he had given me a very detailed report. I have brought it with me." He said as he pulled out a thick file from his bag. "Would you like to see it?"

Ryuichi felt a stab of betrayal in his heart when he heard this. He knew that Akihito was only being rational, that he was only trying to protect his sister and himself, but he could stop feeling betrayed. He watched, with hardened eyes and a heavy heart, as Akihito handed the file to Yamazaki, who took it with barely concealed glee and proceeded to read it.

Moments after he started reading it, the four men in the control room were confused as they noticed Yamazaki getting paler and paler, while Akihito looked at him, a smile threatening to break out on his face.

"Kirishima." Ryuichi ordered, the said man snapping to attention as his name was called, "get the camera to focus on that file."

"Yes sir." Kirishima replied as he maneuvered the camera in the café so that they could see what the file in Yamazaki's hands contained. They were stunned by what they saw. They were photos of Yamazaki in compromising positions, accepting bribes, screwing whores and even some girls and boys who were underaged. It also had bank statements.

"you son of bitch! How dare you-" Yamazaki shouted, furious.

"Don't forget we are in public now, Yamazaki san." Akihito interrupted him coolly. "Don't cause a commotion here or you'll be the one in trouble. Now, would you like to sit down and have a conversation like civil people?" he asked as he took a sip of coffee.

The detective looked around him. Akihito was right; his shouting had gained the attention of the people and they were all looking at him, whispering among themselves. He bowed his head in apology and took his seat. His face was now red and his entire body shook with silent fury.

"How did you get them?" he asked through clenched teeth.

"I told you, I hired an investigator." Akihito replied simply. Seeing the unbelieving expression on his face, he continued. "What? I never said I hired him to investigate the Asami family. I knew they were involved in crime long before I met them." He shrugged.

Thinking back, they realized that he had indeed never said so. They just came to that conclusion on their own. Ryuichi felt his heart soar at this. 'So he wasn't going to betray us.' He thought as a smile graced his lips.

"This isn't over. Everything you said has been recorded. I can start case against you easily with that." Yamazaki stated as he put his hands in his jacket pocket to retrieve said recorder. On finding it empty, he panicked and started searching his other pockets.

"Looking for this?" he looked up at Akihito's voice. He eyes widened and his face lost its color as he noticed his recorder in his hands.

"I took it when I shook your hands. You didn't notice, did you?" Akihito mocked him. "So what are you gonna do now?" he asked as he put the recorder in his bag.

Yamazaki couldn't believe his luck. What he thought was his trump card to his promotion turned out to be the noose on his neck. He was completely trapped!

"What do you want?" he asked, trying to calm his racing heart.

"Nothing. I just want you to remember something. That's all." Akihito said as he placed his empty coffee cup on the table. When he met his eyes, true fear ran through Yamazaki's body. "If you try, or even think of hurting my sister or her new family, I'll destroy you completely, leaving nothing of yours behind."

Yamazaki was now trembling, fearing for his life. Akihito's face and tone were kept neutral as he delivered his threat, but his eyes flashed dangerously, promising hellish tortures to those who stood against him. He couldn't believe that he thought this guy was harmless. He was a terrifying nightmare!

Sion's control room was draped in silence as they tried to equate the boy sitting in the café to the happy go lucky one they always see. Each one of them felt the fear after watching those murderous eyes, even though it was not directed at them. 'He is dangerous.' Was the only thought running on their mind.

Yamazaki nodded his head vigorously, trying to gather his file, but stopped when Akihito commanded to leave them there. He bowed low to him, apologizing and then thanking him and fled the café as soon as he was dismissed. He ran as fast as his feet could carry him and collapsed two blocks away from the café, his feet no longer able to hold him upright. He cursed the moment he thought it was a good idea to bully him into spying for him.

'I should just resign and move away from here, somewhere peaceful.' He thought as he sat there in the middle of the pavement. He couldn't get those eyes out of his mind. After some time passed, he got up slowly and walked back home, deciding to leave town by sunrise. But he knew that those eyes would haunt him forever, even if he escapes this place.

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Meanwhile, at the cafe, Akihito was smirking as he thought of the terrified face of the detective as he fled. On the other hand, the Asami group was trying to come in terms with the fact that Akihito was not what he seemed to be. They were all so lost in their thought that none of them noticed when Dave entered the café and headed to where Akihito was.

"That went well." He jokingly commented as he took the seat opposite to Akihito. His voice snapped everyone out of their musings.

"As well as I could have gone, I suppose." Akihito said in reply.

"You didn't kill him. I would say it went very well." Dave declared. "but I gotta say, you deserve an Oscar for that acting you just showed. Best actor as well as the best villain, both bagged by the same person!"

"Indeed." was the only response he got.

Dave gestured for a waiter, and placed his order. Akihito ordered another coffee and shortcake. After the waiter left, Dave opened the file Yamazaki had shown and whistled.

"Wow, these guys are one tough cookie, huh? They sure do some hardcore stuff." He said as he scanned through the photos. When he reached the one with Renji killing a child, he whistled again. "Whoa! That is some sick photo-shopping dude! That guy is skilled!"

"No he isn't. My guess is he paid someone to do it for him."

"Hmm, you may be right. He didn't look skilled enough to do such splendid work." Dave chuckled. "Well, last I saw was his ass as he ran from you, his tail between his legs. Oh man, that must have been so embarrassing for him." He laughed.

"He deserved it." Akihito claimed, as he shut the file and stuffed both of them into his bag.

"He sure did. Any threat to your sister meets with a deadly end." Dave remarked and Akihito smiled a sinister smile.

The waiter brought them their dishes and they dug in.

"Oh yeah, about the thing you asked about-" Dave began, but was cut off with a hand on his mouth. He playfully licked the hand covering his mouth and got a mock glare in return.

Ryuichi and his group watched as Akihito reached under his table and brought out the two microphones his people had fixed under it. He disconnected both of them and turned to the camera, putting his finger on his lips and winked. They could only catch a glimpse of him pushing a button on a black thing in his other hand before the screen blanked out. Kirishima immediately began to try to reestablish the connection, but failed.

"I'm sorry, Ryuichi Sama, but every camera of the café has been turned off." He bowed.

Ryuichi sighed, not knowing what happened, but he had a feeling that Akihito was behind it.

"Forget it Kirishima, we saw what we needed to see." He dismissed them and got up, heading towards his office. Renjiro followed him.

"It seems my brother-in-law is not who he seems to be." He observed casually. Ryuichi only hummed in response. "What do you suppose we should do, Ryu-nii?"

"Nothing. He is on our side. This just confirmed it. So let's just sit back and enjoy the show. There's nothing to worry about." Ryuichi asserted.

Renjiro nodded in affirmative and exited the room, and shut the door behind him with a soft click.

"Ryuichi poured a glass of his favorite whiskey and looked out into the skyline.

"What a mystery you are, Takaba Akihito. I can't wait to unravel you." He said out loud and took a sip of the whiskey, feeling the comforting burn down his throat.

A/N: And that's it folks! I can't believe I wrote such a long chapter. I hope you liked the badass Aki-chan!