Disclaimer: Suing me make Kumoguro cry. So please spare the cute bunny some grief by not suing me for something I don't own.
A.N: Welp boys and girls, yuris and yaois here it is Part 2 of Secret Musings. Sorry it took so long to get out but . computers are evil. Anyhoo on with the fic.
SECRET MUSINGS
Part II
So here I am facing off with the enemy. Yuki Eiri. It's the middle of the night and the wind is blowing. That look in his eyes. The one that so many claim is the look if a killer. It makes me want to laugh. He lights his cigarette and takes a drag, his eyes never leaving mine.
"So what do I owe the pleasure?" he asks me. "Did the baka send you? Or his junkie friend?" he asks sarcastically.
"Neither." I answer. "That baka as you refer to him is currently in the hospital. Attempted suicide." I elaborate at his grunt.
"Look if you're here to get me to take him back when he gets out of the hospital, don't waste your breath…"
"Oh trust me that's the last thing I'm here for." I cut him off. "I am here to tell you to stay away from Suhichi. Far far away."
"And if I don't?" he glowered at me.
I merely smirked back as I pulled my Winchester gun and shot at him the bullet barely missing him leaving a thin red bloodline. "Then I'll show you what a true killer is like." I chuckle darkly as his eyes register shock.
"Oh yes I know all about that Eiri Yuki-san" I sneered. "And let me tell you a scared 10 year old punk that kills in self-defense is not nor ever will be a killer."
I chuckle harder as he grabs my shirt collar ready to pummel me into the ground. He froze however when he felt the cool barrel of my gun pressed into his back all signs of amusement gone from my face like a ghost in the wind. We stood there in that position for a good ten minutes our blonde hair mingling, and electric blue clashing with molten gold.
"You would do wise to let me go Eiri Yuki." I say with a deadly calm.
The younger man lets me go and takes a few steps back but this time I keep my gun out and trained on him.
"Why?" he asks me with a frown. "If not for him or his junkie punk friend then why?"
I wanted to laugh out loud in fact I did. "Why?" I ask him between laughs before I calm down to regain the upper hand of the situation. "If you have to ask that Eiri Yuki then it's obvious that you have never truly been in love."
My eyes take a far away look as I see his pink haired face smiling looking so much like Ryuichi yet at the same time not. "Yes I admit, though I'm married and though I have a kid, I found myself falling in love with him. And I would do anything to keep him happy. Even if it means at the very least having your ass thrown in jail."
I fake pouted at yet another surprised look from him. "Aww come now Eiri-san. You have to give me more credit than that. The bruises may not be there anymore but the scars (I tap my head as I say this) will be there forever. And I hear that Japanese law doesn't take kindly to any abuse…especially the abuse of the public's favorite j-rock singer. So I suggest you watch you step dear Eiri Yuki-san. Because I have eyes and ears everywhere."
I turned and began to walk away from our little midnight rendezvous. I heard him say, "You can't do that." However, I didn't even stop as I said to him over my shoulder. "I'm Claude K Winchester, USA Secret Service, and Bad Luck's manager. I can do anything I want. And you know what there's not a damn thing you can do about it." With that said I continued to walk away leaving a dumb found and in my opinion fucking jerk-off Eiri Yuki in my wake.
THE END
Well there you have it. The mysterious person was indeed our favorite gun happy manager K. I dedicate this fic to all those who guessed K and Ryuichi rewards you with a big sloppy kawaii kiss Chakura Silverone, and Sakaki04, a half sloppy kiss to Flokie who kinda guessed right, and to my awesome muse-sama, Vera-sama, a extremely kawaii kiss from Kumoguro. Thanks again everyone and be sure to read some of my other fics also. Arigato this is Luna-sama aka unspoiledrini bouncing off with a big "PIKA NA NO DA!"