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Previously on Match Point: 8man and Yukino finish up their preparations in Switzerland, while Rorona and Shizuka head out to a bar - followed by Detective Touma.
Saturday - Darabont Manor – 21:59
A white van with musical notes painted on the side pulls up to the gate of the mansion. In the front of the van is Hikigaya and Yukinoshita, while in the back are a bunch of cases for musical instruments.
"Sign here." One of the security guards says, as he walks up to the driver's side window. "You're the entertainment, right?"
Hachiman nods, taking the pen and signing his name. After that he hands the guard a piece of paper, confirming their identities.
The sky is dark, with barely a half moon showing. Most people are out or have gone to bed by now, leaving everything on the street quiet. The two guards by the gate are wearing a black suit and tie combination, and each have a white ear piece connected to the right side of their heads.
After taking the document, the guard dealing with the van steps back and clicks a button on a small remote he keeps in his pocket.
A moment later the gate begins to electronically slide to the right, clearing the way into the manor. Hikigaya gently presses his foot against one of the pedals, driving the vehicle inside.
Now through the gate, they head down the concrete pathway towards the actual house. The drive is short, and soon Hikigaya and Yukinoshita come across two cars parked next to a fountain: A silver Porsche and red Ferrari.
After parking the van behind the Ferrari, the two of them get out and head to the vehicles back doors. They promptly open them, then grab a case each. Yukino takes a violin case, while Hachiman grabs the one and only saxophone case. They quickly sling the case straps over their shoulders, then head toward the brightly lit mansion.
As they come up on the door step, they each take a balaclava out their pockets, before sliding the masks over their heads, hiding their true faces.
"Alright, follow the plan." The wealthy-girl says, looking at her partner.
Hikigaya nods, then pulls out a small rectangular black device with a button at the top and some wires coming out of the side.
KNOCK
KNOCK
Following the knocks, the front door opens and a guard walks out into the doorway, looking at the two masked people on the porch.
"What the he-"
Before he can react, Yukino takes the violin case and swings it at his head, knocking the man out. She proceeds to step over his unconscious body and into the mansion. Without hesitating, Hachiman clicks the button on the device. All the lights on the property to turn off for a few seconds, before flickering, then coming back on.
As he does this, Yukinoshita unzips the case while walking towards the large staircase in the middle of the interior. After opening it up, she pulls out a silenced submachine gun, then throws the case to the side. From another room, a guard walks in and sees her. He quickly fumbles for his gun, prompting Yukino to fire several shots at his legs, incapacitating him.
"We've got intruders in the house!" The guard says, pressing the button on his earpiece. "Hello? Can anyone here me?"
Just then, Hikigaya walks in holding a silenced M16.
"The communications jammer is working." Yukinoshita says, looking over at him.
"We need to hurry." He responds, jogging up to her.
"Let's head to the master bedroom, Darabont should be there."
The two of them quickly make their way through the mansion, dealing with whatever guards they find. After a short search, they arrive outside the doors of their desired room. The assassin gives it a hard kick, breaking the lock. He then pushes the door open and walks in. Yukino follows behind him, with her gun raised.
"Oh my god!" A woman looking about forty to fifty yells out, raising her hands.
The woman is sitting in the large bed, wearing a nightgown.
"Please don't hurt me!"
"Where is Gabriel Darabont?" Yukinoshita asks angrily, as she closes the distance between them.
"Please I'm begging you! Just take what you want!"
"The only thing I want is your husband, so tell me: Where is he?!"
With that, she grabs the woman by the hair and pulls her out of the bed, holding the gun up with her other hand.
Mayoi Bar – 17:05
Hiratsuka opens up the front doors and strolls happily into the bar. Rorona follows behind her, looking around warily. It doesn't take long for the two of them to find a seat, and they are soon sitting right at the bar counter, near the wall.
The bar is quite nice, with a dark interior lit up only by a few yellow and green lamps placed on the tables and walls. It's not too full of people either, offering a nice calm atmosphere.
"Can I get a Dry Martini?" Shizuka requests, waving her hand at the bartender.
"I'll have a Rum with Coke…" Rorona adds with a frown.
The teacher laughs loudly and turns to him.
"Rum with a Coke? What are you? Some kind of lightweight? Get a real drink."
"I can't drink too much. I'm the designated driver, so to speak."
"But we came here in a taxi…"
Rorona sighs.
"I mean I need to stay focused."
"Oh yeah… Because everyone in the world wants me dead or something, right?"
The bartender places their drinks in front of them, then walks away to serve another patron by the counter.
"Blame Hachiman, not me."
As he finishes his sentence, Hiratsuka grabs her Martini and downs it in one gulp.
"Screw Hachiman." She says bitterly, before wiping her mouth with her wrist.
"Well, you say that... But he's doing his best."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that while you complain about everything, he's trying to save your life."
"He's the reason my life is in danger in the first place... Anyway, I don't want to speak about it."
Rorona smiles and shakes his head.
"Yeah you've said that before; but maybe you should speak about it."
"Why?"
"Because whenever he comes up you act like a salty high school girl."
Shizuka scoffs and gazes up at the ceiling. A moment later she looks back at him, and grins.
"Okay, buy me a drink and I'll speak."
"Does it look like I've got cash to unload on you?" Rorona responds sarcastically.
"I'll pay you back... It's just that ordering drinks is undignified for a lady of my stature, so you can do it."
He looks at her then at her empty glass, before raising his hand and waving down the bartender.
"Get her another a Martini."
Darabont Manor – 22:11
"You should've told me you were just here for my husband, Doll." The lady says with a chuckle, as Yukinoshita holds the barrel of the submachine gun to her back.
The two of them are currently walking down one of the long-carpeted mansion hallways, with Hikigaya trailing close behind.
"You don't care if he dies?" Yukino responds with a confused expression on her masked face.
"Hell no, I'd pull the plug on him myself if I was able to collect."
The lady speaks with a New York accent, and has two clearly silicone breasts on her chest. Her face also appears to have gone through plastic surgery several times.
"What do you mean by pull the plug?"
Just then, she comes to a stop outside a door. The woman knocks twice, before someone on the other end opens it. A guard walks out, startling Yukino.
PSEW
Hachiman quickly sends a bullet flying into his leg, dropping the guard to ground as he yells in pain.
"What was that?" Yukinoshita asks angrily, pointing her gun at the lady's face.
"Calm down, Doll. My husbands in there."
Stepping over the man, Hikigaya walks into the room to check it out. As he does this, he sees something he was not expecting.
"Uhh… You should come in here."
Yukinoshita looks over at him through the doorway, before entering herself.
"Oh my god…"
Like the woman said, her husband is in the room. He is also lying in a hospital bed connected to life support, with a heart monitor to his left.
"Gabe got hit by a car a couple months ago. It was some freak accident. He's been like this ever since." The lady says, as she strolls in.
Yukino walks up to the side of the bed, and looks down at her uncle's killer.
"B-But… I need to speak to him."
"No chance." She responds laughing. "He's completely unresponsive. This guy made me get all this shit done to my body, then he just goes cold turkey. Now I have to wait for him to deteriorate so I can collect on the life insurance."
"He needs to know what he did to me… I-I… I can't just kill someone like this." Yukinoshita says, ignoring the wife.
The assassin sighs and stares at the comatose Gabriel.
"You need to make a decision quick, we can't wait around here too long." He states, walking up next to his partner.
There are a few seconds of silence, as Yukino looks down in disbelief.
"What am I supposed to do? I wanted to see him beg..."
Yukinoshita's eyes begin to get a wet, and a tear falls down her cheek. She feels a pit in her stomach and her mind goes blank.
"All this effort for n-nothing."
From down the hallway, the faint sound of yelling becomes more and more apparent.
"The intruders are down there! Block the exits."
"They're coming." Hikigaya warns again, before placing his hand on her shoulder. "I get that you're angry, but I doubt you have the resources to keep us out of jail. We need to move!"
She slaps his hand off her shoulder and takes a deep breath. Yukino clenches her fist, then slowly walks past the bed and towards the exit. As she stands in the doorway, she bangs her fist angrily against the wall, before looking over her shoulder at the assassin.
"Let's just go..." She says, as her voice cracks.
Mayoi Bar – 18:10
"And so I was pretty much freezing cold up in that Ferris wheel, but he didn't even show one ounce of sympathy! Can you believe that?"
Hiratsuka downs another drink and sways back and forth while chuckling. Next to her, Rorona takes a sip of beer, before laughing as well.
"Did you know that Hachiman actually shot me in my damn leg? That's how we met!" He explains, before taking another sip.
"He's insane!"
"You're right! Hachiman is insane."
The two of them lean in closer as they laugh, pressing their shoulders together and using each other as support so as to not fall off their respective stools.
"Say it with me!" The teacher yells out, trying to contain her giggles. "Hachiman is a crazy person!"
"Hachiman is a crazy person!"
From one of the tables, a patron gets sick of their yelling.
"Hey, shut the hell up!"
For the most part this works, and Rorona and Shizuka quiet down, finishing their drinks and taking a moment.
"He ruined my life…" She says after a brief silence, putting her empty glass down on the counter.
"Did he though? I mean you seem to be having a pretty good time right now." Rorona remarks, looking over at her.
Hiratsuka grins at him, then sighs.
"All day long, all I can think about is him, and how he played me for a fool."
"But surely all of your students lie to you about something."
"Well, that something usually isn't so important."
"Oh come on… You're telling me you've only ever taught one world class assassin? No way!"
After a few giggles, she puts her arm around Rorona, then rests her head on his shoulder.
"It's more than that, you know. I thought Hachiman and I had some sort of… Connection."
"You thought you had a connection?" Rorona repeats, holding back drunken laughter.
"It just always felt like we were on the same wavelength. Like we could be friends – proper friends."
"But you can be friends! He and I are. Even if he is a dick occasionally."
"We don't even speak anymore… And I don't want to speak to him. Now he's off with Yukino doing god-knows-what… It's just a mess."
"If you want to speak to him, just do it! Let out all your inhibitions."
She looks at the empty glasses and smiles slightly, before biting her lip and nodding.
"Maybe it's time we head back." Hiratsuka suggests, as she hobbles off the stool.
"I'll call a taxi."
Sunday - Yukinoshita's Apartment – 15:07
Hiratsuka slowly wakes up, as she hears someone unlocking the door. Currently she is lying down on the couch, with a blanket over her body. She begins rubbing her eyes, while feeling a pounding headache - likely from all the alcohol she consumed. Shizuka sighs and pulls the blanket away.
When she does this, she notices Rorona asleep on the couch next to her with his head by her feet and his feet by her head.
"Ugh…" She groans, smelling the odour.
Just then, the door to the apartment opens and Yukinoshita walks in holding her luggage. With a blank expression, she looks at Hiratsuka then at Rorona. The teacher and student make eye contact, and an awkward tension fills the room. Without saying a word, Yukino walks past the couch and straight to her bedroom. Shizuka quickly gets up, and tries to straighten up her hair and clothes.
In doorway she notices Hachiman standing quietly, looking at the floor. It takes her a moment, but she musters up the courage to say something.
"So… Are you waiting for Rorona?"
The assassin looks over at her, then at his sleeping partner on the couch.
"Yes."
There is a brief silence, before she frowns and bites her bottom lip.
"Listen, I know we left things off on a not-so-positive note… But I've been thinking about everything and I've come to the conclusion that perhaps if we speak about it: Maybe we'll be better off."
Hikigaya raises an eyebrow.
"Speak about what?"
"Umm… You know… Like about how you lied to me for months about who you are and then just left."
"It's just business. It wasn't personal."
The teacher shakes her head, unsatisfied with that response.
"That's the problem Hachiman; it was personal, for me."
"Well… Sorry, I guess."
She chuckles and puts her head in her hands.
"Is Hachiman even your real name?"
"Yes."
"Well, that's one point for you."
There is another silence, as they stand there awkwardly.
"Do you even want to speak to me?" Shizuka asks candidly.
"I'm here for Rorona…"
Once again, she is unsatisfied with his response.
"You don't even care at all, do you? Do you even think about what you did?"
"I said I'm sorry."
"That's not good enough!" The teacher retorts, almost yelling. "You can't just come into someone's life and destroy everything, then leave like nothing happened."
He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.
"Hiratsuka, if it were anyone else - they'd have killed you by now. You're a witness. I let you live, I let you have a life."
She scoffs in disgust and shakes her head.
"Wow, you're a real hero."
Just then, Rorona's eyes open and he sits up looking around.
"Shit… What day is it?" He asks, rubbing his forehead.
In the other room, Yukinoshita lays on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. Her arms are spread out in a t-pose and her legs are hanging off the edge of the bed. She feels sick in her stomach, as her mind replays what happened the night before as if on a constant loop.
A moment later, Yukino reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone. She quickly dials a number, then brings the device up to her ear.
"Hello?" Yuigahama answers on the other end of the line.
"Yui… How are you?" Yukinoshita asks, as she curls up the bed.
"I'm great! My mom and I are having ice-cream at Mister Donut!"
The wealthy-girl begins to quietly cry, clutching her phone tightly.
"That's good…"
"I know right! Strawberry is my favourite…"
"Yeah, you told me a while ago."
Yuigahama chuckles.
"Well I can't speak long. Is everything okay?"
Yukinoshita sniffs and wipes her wet cheek against the blanket.
"Everything's fine…"
"Well that's good, can we speak later though?"
Not a second later, Yukino swipes the red button on her screen, abruptly ending the call. She then sit sup on her bed and takes a deep breath. After collecting her thoughts, she stands up and walks over to the bathroom connected to her room.
As she looks at herself in the mirror, she sees how the tears have affected her makeup. She quickly turns on the tap, then grabs a cloth, wets it, and wipes her face clean.
Back in the lounge, Rorona slips his arms through his jacket and walks over to Hikigaya by the doorway.
"Okay, I'm all set, let's get outta here."
Hiratsuka watches as the two of them stand in the hallway, then shut the door behind them. As the front door closes, Yukinoshita's opens, and the wealthy-girl walks out.
"How was your trip?" The teacher asks, as she sits down on the couch – still thinking about Hachiman.
"It was fine… Everything is fine."
Author's Notesssssssss: Match Point will be on hiatus for the next three weeks, then it will return. Thanks for reading!
