Freedom in a Cage
by: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)

Chapter Ten

"Are you sure of this?" A person sat in a sleek black car, driving through the rain while the other passanger crossed his arms, choosing to look out the window instead of looking at his partner in crime.

"Hn," The person grunted in reply while closing eyes to block out the world. "We're getting paid good money for this. And would you turn down a dying man for his last requests?" His partner was silent.

"But," the passanger snapped his eyes open and looked sharply at the driver, "I just don't think that it's right…doing that to a girl that's innocent."

Sighing heavily, the other man ran a hand through his brunette hair, looking at the driver with piercing green eyes that glittered coldly and held suspisious thoughts well hid. "And you didn't voice your opinion when we did that to the kid?" He grumbled, crossing his legs by his ankles.

The driver glanced at the brunette, blonde hair tickling his nose a little bit before he turned his attention back to driving. His bit his lower lip and swallowed the lump growing in his throat, "But…" he began to protest before a harsh growl from his "boss" was heard and he snapped his mouth quickly.

Silence fell over the car. The passanger sunk into the hard leather seat, closing his eyes to remember the pact he had made with something that could be considered evil itself.

A young boy, or what it looked like at least, looked up with cold eyes that glittered icy in the dim daylight that managed to creak through the window. Black hair that fell about to his shoulder blew lightly in the breeze that fluttered in through the window like a butterfly.

"You called for us?" Shioshi's boss questioned, raising an eyebrow to peer at the youth lying sickly on the futon near to them. His green eyes were piercing, daring the kid to say that he didn't have the money. They were, after all, the best and the best required the best…money of course.

Money could buy everything…even death.

"I need someone to be taught a lesson." The voice was cold and smooth, a dealy hint to it like a switch blade or a gun.

"We don't teach people lessons unless the price is right." Shioshi replied just as smoothly. It was part of the business, something that you picked up on or died for your weakness.

"Do you have the money?" Kakui questioned with crossed arms, leaning more on one of his legs than the other.

"Yes." The boy, Akito, replied as he looked at them, waiting for their response to his request. If they agreed, they would go into the detail of who the person was. If they backed out of the deal…they would have to be disposed of.

"Well?" Kakui questioned, looking at Shioshi who nodded a little bit to show his agreement to accepting the mission for the two of them.

"We agree." And those words sealed their fate.

Akito grinned icily, "Good…" He slyly replied as he narrowed his eyes with mirth. Revenge would be his.

"Then here is the target…or two." He flipped out a picture, one of an orange haired youth with strangely colored irises—crimson? Kakui wondered with they were colored contacts.

The second was of a smiling, and innocent looking girl with brown hair and pretty big eyes, laughing with happiness sparkling in her eyes. Her outfit was that of a school uniform, the one nearby from what he knew from other target's children that he had…disposed of one might say.

How could one so innocenct be their target…?

He shook the thought away quickly. He had learned over the years that even the most innocent of looking people could be the most dangerous.

"Their names?" Shioshi questioned with a raised eyebrow as he looked over his boss's shoulder to look at the targets.

"Tohru Honda and Kyou Sohma."

"Sohma…?" Kakui looked up, lowering his hand from observing the pictures. "Is he part of your family?"

"In distant blood lines." Was the sharp reply, "I'm sure that this isn't the first case where this has happened?"

Kakui nodded, "There are a lot of jobs where we get rid of family members standing in people's ways." Shioshi replied.

"Is that all we need?"

"Fifty grand for each of them." Shioshi looked back at Kakui and nodded his head a seeing the serious look on his face.

Akito raised an eyebrow, "So much?" He narrowed his eyes.

"We do have conscience." Shiosh replied smoothly, looking at the sickly teen lying on the bd.

"Fine." Akito snapped argrily. "Do the job right, or else it'll be cut inhalf to fifty for both of them." He looked at his new associates sharply, "And make sure that they are kept alive."

"Why would that be?" Curiosity killed the cat and well, satisfaction brought it back. News could be considered satisfaction.

"I want to see the look on their faces when I see them." Kakui shivered despite himself, "I want to see that haunted look in their eyes…"

And that was the end of it.

"Kakui?" The man opened his eyes to look at the blue-eyed blonde.

"What?" He snapped, not yet quite awake. His settings of where he was weren't booted up yet like a computer slowly restarting. All he had to do was feel his gun and remember that in his dreams there were no weapons and the world was a little kinder to them.

His voice was guilty, as if he didn't want to go through the rest of the deal. Kakui would be damned if he didn't get his one-hundred grand. Shioshi sighed heavily, "We're here."

TBC

Author's note: Heachan requested this and here is the chapter! I tried to make it a little longer than I usually do since I hadn't updated because of a writers block.

Thanks for the reviews everyone! Woo! Over 50 reviews! Yeah:Glomps: Thanks you all everyone! What did you think of this chapter? Anyone have any suggestions on how I should torture Tohru:Snickers evilly:

Love, Red Tail