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I'm literally on the brink of insanity.

A week is too long to wait in every instance.

Every breath this week felt like it was being held and kept in my body for the entire week. I'm about to suffocate.

I was currently walking to the street I was to meet the blond on. Two days ago a message was left on my voicemail to walk here instead of driving because it made for a smoother transaction. I feel more like it's easier for me to get screwed over and possibly mugged but I wasn't too worried. If anyone touched me right now I'm sure they would just die instantly from the extreme eagerness I felt right now. Or the sudden loss of sanity I was about to experience. That could be more deadly.

I looked up at the dingy coffee shop and felt apathetic. I didn't care anymore about where. Right now all I cared about when. That when should be right now.

I caught sight of a group of people with the familiar face of the blond I knew in the middle of them. Only he wasn't so familiar. Something was different. He met eyes with me and the chatter of the group stopped dead. It made me feel awkward and slightly like I didn't belong here.

He continued to sit, arms crossed as the silver haired boy stood up and nodded at me. Then he proceeded to shake my hand, welcome me and sit me down in the chair they saved across the table for me. He then sat back down on the left side of Jounochi.

I absorbed in the people surrounding the blond. There was an extremely tanned boy with a innocent looking face, purple eyes, gold earrings, platinum blonde hair and a midriff cutoff shirt; a silver haired boy clad in extremely casual clothes except for the solid gold expensive looking necklace around his neck and a boy I felt like I recognized with brown hair shaped to a point. I really couldn't understand the look any of them were going for.

Then I focused on the blond. He was staring at me with cool brown eyes. They were a color unique just to him. I couldn't come up with anything to compare them to and it might be the years of life and experience I could see reflected in them.

"You had a proposition?" Jounochi questioned raising a brow.

"You're already aware of what I'm here for. In case you forgot, I informed you before that I was looking for a fresh look to advertise my company." I responded.

"How much per hour?" Jounochi questioned.

"How good a job will you do?" I responded back.

"Depends on the assignment and payment type and amount." Jounochi replied.

"So are you saying you'll do it?" I questioned back slightly excited.

"No, I'm saying there's a chance if I think it's worth consideration." Jounochi said like a snob looking at his fingernails. I felt like I was bothering him because I asked him to work for me. That is not how I work.

"Money's not the issue but if that's your view, I can find a fresh view anywhere." I replied, pride taking control. I stood up and his hand grabbed my wrist. I glared coldly down at him in complete fear if I didn't I'd do something stupid that I'd regret.

"Alright then we're good for the job." He said quickly. I sat back down almost grateful for his quick reconsideration because I knew I wouldn't of reconsidered so easily. I pulled my glasses from my pocket and put them on and then pulled a folder out of my briefcase.

"Alright, I require to see a portfolio of your work. Twelve works at least. I also need you to review this information so you understand the target population you're shooting for and the products purpose. However, I'm not willing to let you do this contract free, since I'll be paying you up front." I said in my cold business tone. I may be taking a big risk but I'm not stupid.

"Yeah I understand. Where do I need to sign?" Jounochi questioned.

I pulled out a single paper with very few words typed on it and a line at the bottom. All I required of him was his agreement to not betray me and to complete his job. Simple enough. Not a lot of reading, I spent a lot of time considering this contract. It didn't have fine print, stupidity on my part, but I wanted to believe I could trust him.

"Sign in blood." I ordered. I was curious if he would do it. I always wanted the opportunity to make someone sign in blood and what better chance than with part of the underground.

Jounochi's brown eyes looked sharply up at me and narrowed. He eyed me for a moment before looking down at the paper and extending his hand out to the tanned boy on the right side of him who handed him a switch blade. With no fear and little hesitation the contract was signed and tucked safely back in my briefcase. I felt slightly worried at this point. If he could sign so easily in blood like that how many contracts had he signed like this before and also, what kind of life style did he have?

"When is the portfolio due?" He questioned bringing his hands to fold and become a resting area for his chin. He looked perplexed and was extremely difficult to read. I took in his attire finally noticing a few piercing in his ears, artsy looking dressing style and a scar on his collar bone.

"Three days. Considering it is your occupation, I assume you already have quite a few examples laying around" I said plainly letting my eyes flicker over to the tanned boy again. He made me feel uncomfortable.

"Anything goes? Film and everything?" Jounochi said with an amused smile.

"Of course, I want to see your work in it's truest form." I said snidely.

"Alright, in that case, I'll have it hand delivered in three days by him." Jounochi said motioning towards the tanned boy. My eyes glanced at him once more.

"What's his name?" I questioned slightly concerned for people to see that around my mansion.

"Malik Ishtar. He's a good friend of mine." Jounochi smiled playfully. I knew he probably knew what I was thinking. It bothered me that he knew that but what else could I be thinking!? I nodded.

"Alright. I will see you in three days Ishtar." I said before rising from my seat.

Almost immediately the brown haired boy pushed me back down in it. I looked at the blond with a questioning look.

"I have a contract for you to sign too." Jounochi said seriously looking towards the silver haired boy now.

I raised a brow as the silver-haired boy pulled out another elegant looking paper with gorgeous calligraphy on it. I stared at the line at the bottom then my eyes made my way to the words written carefully above. It read: I swear not to betray Jounochi Katsuya or his crew under any circumstance for any reason, pay up front and also allow temporary housing for anyone Jounochi Katsuya sees fit to provide for during the business session with me. I was slightly amused and slightly appalled. Stay at my house?

I took out a pen and he smirked extending his hand to me, switchblade loosely held in it.

"Sign in blood." He ordered. I stared at the switchblade momentarily. How many people had been cut with that knife? It wasn't cleaned since it's last use…Jounochi's use…and I didn't trust his health at this very moment. Was it laced with poison?

I took it apathetically. I slit the tip of my finger and signed my name. In blood.

I dreaded what could be coming next.

I felt this was the stupidest decision I've ever made.

Luckily it needs to have both Kaiba's signatures to be legit to the court of law…however I'm not so sure to the court of the underworld.