Dangerous Love
Day Thirteen: Hope
Kasamatsu awoke the next day to Aomine pacing around the room.
The assassin wore a conflicted look. However, when Aomine noticed that Kasamatsu was now awake and staring at him, his expression changed. Aomine's lips parted, as if he was about to tell the steel-blue eyed teen something, but nothing came out. Aomine approached Kasamatsu, staring down at him. He pursed his lips and turned around, walking to his bed. Kasamatsu frowned.
"What is it?" The raven head asked.
The assassin shook his head. "It's nothing important, Yukio." He ran his hand through his short blue hair, taking a seat on his bed.
"Are you sure?" Kasamatsu pressed. The same uneasy feeling he felt last night came flooding back, making him shift awkwardly on his bed. The teenager eyed Aomine, asking quietly, "What aren't you telling?"
Aomine turned his attention to Kasamatsu, staring into his steel-blue eyes. The man smiled. "Don't worry so much, Yukio. It's nothing bad." The young assassin got up so he could ruffle Kasamatsu's hair in a comforting manner.
"Then why can't you tell me?" Kasamatsu asked softly.
Aomine turned away. "Because it requires me to think carefully on our next move."
Kasamatsu nodded slowly, "Fine." He said. "But when you make up your mind, you have to tell me." The raven head told the older man, arms crossed. "Promise me."
"I promise." Aomine vowed after he gave Kasamatsu's head one last pat. The blue eyed man turned away and grabbed a towel, slinging it over his shoulder, deciding to shower. "I'll be out in a few." He told Kasamatsu, before disappearing into the bathroom.
Kasamatsu stared at the bathroom door as he thought of what to do. He eventually decided to start on breakfast since his stomach was grumbling. He glanced at the clock and found that it would be a late breakfast, since it was nearly noon. Kasamatsu got up and headed for the mini-fridge, only to pause when he saw movement on the laptop from his peripheral vision.
The teen approached the laptop, staring at the screen intently. A tall man in a dark suit appeared to be shifting around the lobby. Kasamatsu watched the man go to someone's door, knocking on it. When someone opened it, the man started talking to them. Although despite being able to see them, Kasamatsu could not hear them because the audio was not connected. Kasamatsu used that moment to glance over to their door. He bit his lip, wondering if he should disturb Aomine's shower or just wait for him to come out. After all, the man did say that he would be out in a few minutes. The teen sighed.
Kasamatsu went back to watching the man. Watching him knock on people's doors, talking to them for a minute before moving onto the next room. After a few more doors, the man walked away, disappearing from the camera's view. Kasamatsu tensed but relaxed slightly when he noticed the man appear back in the motel's lobby. He released a breath and stood up straight.
Instantly, he felt a presence directly behind him and it startled him. Kasamatsu yelped and spun around swiftly, his foot getting caught on part of the carpet which stuck up. The teen flailed as he lost balance, falling backwards. The one behind him, which only turned out to be Aomine, managed to outstretch his arm in order to help the teenager. However, without much thought, Aomine used his injured arm.
It was a mistake; the two ended up falling back onto Aomine's bed. The older man at least managed to turn them around so Kasamatsu landed on top of him, instead of the other way around. Kasamatsu blinked when he processed what had just happened. He looked at Aomine who had a towel wrapped around his waist. Kasamatsu flushed and was about to push himself off of Aomine but the man suddenly used his good arm to wrap around Kasamatsu's waist, flipping them.
The raven head was both confused and stunned for a good few seconds until he realized that Aomine had him pinned. He sputtered out, "Wh- What are you doing?" His face burned scarlet.
Aomine stared down at the younger man, his royal blue orbs unreadable. His stare made Kasamatsu shiver slightly, causing the teen to remember the same unreadable look in his eyes days prior. After a couple more seconds, Aomine told Kasamatsu, "I've made up my mind."
Kasamatsu faltered. He stared at Aomine, his memory flashing back to what he said earlier and instantly he knew what Aomine meant. Kasamatsu waited for Aomine to continue talking. He wanted to know what was happening. What the information was and what they were going to do about it.
"Tomorrow we are going to head back to Japan. It was brought to my attention that if we stay here any longer, the enemy will find us." Aomine informed Kasamatsu, holding true to his promise.
Kasamatsu furrowed his eyebrows as the information sunk in. He thought about another thing. "What about my family?" He asked.
Aomine finally pushed himself up off of Kasamatsu. "Nothing bad. They are fine, Yukio." Aomine replied. He fished clean clothes from his bag and put them on, leaving Kasamatsu to sort out his thoughts.
Kasamatsu glanced at the laptop, wondering if he should mention the man who was knocking on people's doors to Aomine. However, when he looked back at the part of the screen which showed the lobby, the man was gone. He looked at all the other areas and saw no sight of him.
The teenager pushed the thought of the man in the back of his mind, the sudden happiness of being able to go home filling his thoughts. Kasamatsu smiled, thinking that he would be able to see his family again soon. He was beginning to feel hopeful – something he had not felt in quite a while.
xXx
The next day, Kasamatsu was the first to wake up.
His eagerness to return home to Japan would not dissipate and he wanted to be on his way already. He thought about what would happen by going back to where this all apparently started and how hard it may get – but he decided he would help Aomine as best he could.
Kasamatsu glanced at said man, seeing that he was still fast asleep. Kasamatsu sighed lightly, just wanting to be on their way. He got up and poked the arm that was not injured. The man's reaction was to roll away from Kasamatsu. It made the teenager twitch. "Aomine, wake up!" He called.
"No..." Aomine murmured sleepily.
Kasamatsu pulled the covers away. "Come on, I don't want to miss the plane."
"Okay, okay," Aomine chided. He yawned loudly, stretching. "You don't need to yell at me."
"I wasn't yelling." Kasamatsu pinched the bridge of his nose. He turned around to let Aomine fully wake up, heading to the coffee maker. He made coffee and waited for it to brew.
When it finished, Kasamatsu brought the steaming hot coffee to Aomine, which the man accepted gratefully. Aomine took a sip of the dark liquid, humming in thought. Kasamatsu raised an eyebrow at him and Aomine just smirked. "I just find it funny that you know how I like my coffee." Aomine told the younger man.
"How's that funny?" Kasamatsu made a face. Aomine shrugged and the teenager rolled his eyes. Kasamatsu decided to change the subject. "So on another note, I have all my things packed and I'm ready to go." Kasamatsu even had his green contacts in, despite his hatred for them.
Truthfully, the teenager was awake in the early hours of the morning and decided to make sure everything was packed properly. That was when he also put his contacts in. However, due to being up so early, Kasamatsu had fallen asleep soon after. He was just glad that his contacts did not disappear into his head or something while he slept with them in.
Aomine had downed the last of his coffee and got up. He changed and made sure that he had all their belongings. It was yesterday that the assassin decided to leave the camera's set up. He did want to take his laptop though. He figured the motel owner would like the present, anyway. Aomine picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. He turned to Kasamatsu, "All right, let's go. I don't want to keep you waiting and get smacked by you or something."
"Don't make me." Kasamatsu said offhandedly. The teenager watched Aomine give the room one last once-over. "I already checked and double-checked everything, Aomine." Kasamatsu told the assassin.
"Well, I just need to triple-check. It helps to have another pair of eyes." Aomine said in his defence. After he finished, Aomine picked up the duffle bag that Kagami had brought him, as well as his other bag. Kasamatsu was holding his bag and already had his backpack on. "Okay, let's go." Aomine walked out the door, Kasamatsu following.
The pair checked out at the front desk in the lobby. Aomine gave the manager a glare for good measure, reminding Kasamatsu that the older man had given the manager 'hush money'. When they got outside, the car Aomine went to was completely different from the one the had before. Kasamatsu just assumed it had something to do with one of those 'connections' Aomine had.
xXx
By the time they arrived at the airport, the sun was high in the sky.
Kasamatsu breathed in the fresh air, glad to be out of that stuffy motel room for good. That room was beginning to smell like cigarette's. Kasamatsu adjusted his cap and decided to focus on the thought of returning to Japan after quite some time. It was going to be difficult but Kasamatsu found that he trusted and believed in Aomine. No matter how much of a jerk he could be.
They left the car in the underground parking lot and ventured into the airport. Aomine told Kasamatsu to keep close to him. The pair approached a short, chubby man. The teenager watched Aomine hand him some cash and soon they were in a restricted area, being lead down winding hallways.
When they exited, Kasamatsu was happy to see that they ended up in the waiting area for a flight that was heading to Tokyo. The short man who lead them here disappeared so the two went and sat down seeing as they still had some time before they boarded.
Aomine put all their luggage into a neat pile before he sat down. The assassin glanced at Kasamatsu before looking around. He noticed a sigh for the bathroom around the corner. He patted the teenager's leg, informing him that he needed the toilet. "I'll be right back, Yukio. I'll probably get a coffee, too."
Kasamatsu nodded mutely. The raven haired teen watched Aomine walk away before turning his attention to their bags. Kasamatsu still had the bag his father wanted him to have in his arms. His eyes flicked to the dark red one which Aomine's friend, Kagami, had brought him. Kasamatsu noticed a piece of crinkled paper sticking out of one of the side pockets of the duffle bag, appearing as if were on the verge of falling out.
The teenager grabbed it and was about to stick it in deeper so it would not fall out but he paused when he suddenly remembered what Kagami had said. 'I wonder if this has the information he wanted Aomine to see? Maybe it has something about my family in it...'
Kasamatsu knew he should not read it out because of privacy reasons but he was curious about his family. He needed to know. He needed to know if his younger brother's were safe with their mother. Kasamatsu opened the note and smoothed it out. The handwriting was neat.
He read it. "I regret to inform you that your job is now over. You are to return home immediately, and-" Kasamatsu fell silent. He felt as if his heart were in his stomach and he was suddenly confused. "Over?" He repeated, staring at his feet. "How could that be..."
The young adult looked back down at the letter. His eyes widened at the rest of the news it had. Suddenly, it felt as if his heart stopped beating. His blood ran cold and the sounds of people's voices melted into white noise. Kasamatsu's vision swam with the tears that flooded his eyes, irritating his contacts. The moment Aomine returned with his coffee and touched his shoulder, all Kasamatsu felt was anger.
The steel-blue eyed teen shot up and punched Aomine on the face. The assassin stumbled back, a stunned look on his face. "Yukio-" He called.
"Don't fucking 'Yukio' me, you bastard! You lied to me!" Kasamatsu yelled as he shoved Aomine away from him. The crumbled paper now lay on the ground, forgotten. "You said my family was fine! You said the enemy was onto us which is why we were going back to Japan – but you're only going back so you can get rid of me...!" Hot tears streamed down Kasamatsu's pale cheeks. His vision blurred from his wet eyes and he could feel his fists shaking.
"My mother and brothers are in danger, and- and... my father..." Kasamatsu's shaky voice was just above a whisper. He wiped at his eyes with his balled up fists, angry at Aomine and himself. "You lied to me, you fucking bastard... You lied and gave me false hope, about everything." The shaky teen spun around, pacing back and forth as his mind raced a mile a minute. He did not even notice the few people that stopped to watch him.
Kasamatsu turned back to Aomine, arms hugging his bag tightly. "I'm going to the bathroom," He announced. "If you try to follow me, I'll run..." The raven head said stoically. Without waiting for a reply, the shaken young man stalked towards the bathroom. He tried to calm himself down, wanting to think straight. Kasamatsu wiped at his eyes again as he tried to think rationally.
"I knew I couldn't fucking trust that idiot..." Kasamatsu told himself. He sniffled and rubbed more at his irritated eyes. Now in the bathroom, Kasamatsu stared at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were red and puffy from his onslaught of tears earlier. He looked terrible. Kasamatsu took the contacts out and splashed his face with cold water. It helped somewhat but the teen was still reeling. The raven head stood straight and jumped when he saw that same short and chubby man who had helped them earlier.
"It's hard to find trust in a man involved in the underground world." The middle aged man commented. He broke eye contact with Kasamatsu, lowering his head. "I'm sorry, kid."
Kasamatsu frowned. "What do you-" Before he could finish, a few men dressed in black suits entered the bathroom. They blocked off the only exit, guns in the hands. Kasamatsu spun around and was about to swing at the closest one but another dove at him and held a cloth to his mouth. Kasamatsu inhaled sharply and in a matter of seconds his struggles ceased and soon he was out like a light.
Kasamatsu collapsed onto the ground. Another man walked up to Kasamatsu and picked him up. They group left the bathroom, taking the unconscious teen with them.
xXx
Aomine exhaled heavily as he ran a hand through his hair. He paced around their belongings and cursed under his breath. The assassin cast a glance in the direction of the bathrooms and shook his head. 'I shouldn't have let him go... I shouldn't have lied to him.'
After a few more minutes of waiting, Aomine decided to go get Kasamatsu. He figured the teen would fight him, wanting to be alone, but their plane was going to be boarding soon. Aomine knew Kasamatsu would be upset but Aomine still needed to tell him everything.
The dark blue haired man grabbed the red duffle bag and headed to the bathroom. He pushed the door open and rounded the corner, calling for the younger man. "Yukio, the plane will be boarding soon... Please, just come out. I'll tell you everything I know and... And I'll tell you my plan."
Silence greeted Aomine. He sighed. "Yukio, please... I know you're upset but you need to listen to me – I have a plan that could help." The blue eyed man shifted on his feet. The silence was almost deafening now. 'Now I'm beginning to get worried.' Aomine thought. He cursed under his breath.
The assassin ducked down, checking to see if he could see anyone in the stalls. At first he got nothing but at the last stall, Aomine saw a pair of legs. He narrowed his eyes, knowing that they did not belong to Kasamatsu. His heart skipped a beat as he realized who they belonged to. The man from earlier.
Aomine went to the last stall and kicked the door open. The lock broke and the door shot back, smacking the short and stocky man. "You." Aomine growled out.
The man jumped, his hands shaking in fear. "I- I'm sorry!" The man stuttered out, raising his arms as if to defend himself from Aomine. Sweat poured from his bald head as Aomine glared at the man, his eyes narrowed into tiny, dangerous slits.
"Listen to me, you traitorous scumbag." Aomine grabbed the man by his collar, hauling him to his feet. "You fucking tell me where they took the kid or I'll do much worse to you that death itself."
The man quivered violently at Aomine's threat. He shook his head swiftly, "I seriously do- don't know where they were ta- taking him! They pulled guns out a- and before I knew it, they chloroformed him!" The bald man sputtered out as Aomine tightened his grip on his collar.
Aomine cursed under his breath. He slammed the man against the stall, the tan colored wall denting from the force. He grabbed the bag and collected the rest of their luggage before rushing out of the airport. "I'm a fucking idiot." Aomine told himself.
"Hold on, Yukio. I'll find you."
Nooooo my precious senpaaaaai- TTuTT
~WinterAssassin~
