Hello! Guess what!? I've updated?! What is this?

So yeah i feel bad for not updating in such a long time, but hey life always knows when to kick you when your down :) . Anyways enough about my silly problems, this update is kind short, cause it was the best that I could do for at the moment.

oh and you know i said its rated-M, I've come to realize that i went ahead of myself by doing that, so i will change it to rated-T for language (but later their will/might be M-rated material)

Also thanks to those who reviewed, and I decided to do option 3 but mixing in some vital facts/events along the way.

so enjoy, disclaimer-I own

nothing but this plot

(not-fully edit)

Silence, and tension was fresh in the air as Razor's eyes raked over the pathetic piece of trash in his office. He told them to take out the little, pink haired doctor, but no they got too happy and cost him an easy target. That little, pink haired bitch messed with him and his money and for that she needed to pay the ultimate price for her actions. But that can't happen if happen if his men start to act up. If his men act up then his money income will eventually start acting up and thats something he NOT will tolerate.

So, leaning back in his expensive leather chair he pulled his custom made gun. It was blood red stained and had black letters that formed the phrase 'ONLY THE WEAK FEAR DEATH' in Russian. He absentmindedly play with it listening tentatively to the weaklings story-which he just about heard about enough of.

"So let me get this straight, you guys" he said gesturing to the, so called men before him. "You found the girl, followed -chased- her until you were able to corner her... then took a notice to her nice physique-"

"Boss I-"

Razor sent a hard glare effectively shutting him up.

"As I was saying, you saw how nice she looked and got greedy, right? I mean she -I'm not going to lie- she an attractive and exoctic looking women. So, while you three were in heat of the moment you failed to notice a fucking cop trailing you, right?... Then you made things more fucked up by shooting him and -but shooting for the kill- then ran."

Razor stopped for a moment and ran a hand through his hair "You see where the problem is, you didn't F*CKING KILL HER like I ordered you to do.

The three nodded their heads slowly as they saw their bosses rage in his eyes.

"So, who shot the cop?"

the frighten men looked at each other, silently fighting who should take the fall this, because they know that one) they would be tortured or two) be killed with no mercy. Razor sat there patiently waiting for them to come to an agreement, not that he really cared because he knew one of them were going to die. So he began to count and because he was feeling generous.

"20...14"

they paled.

"...12...10"

"wait boss!.."

"9...7...5"

"It was Daisuke! Kill him, not me!"

"Eito, you little shit!" Daisuke cried out.

As the two began to shout at each other, Razor removed the safety off his gun and attached a silencer on the barrel. He stood up straightening his suit, and in one swift movement he aimed and pulled the the trigger. It was the perfect clean shot, right in between the eyes.

Razor showed no remorse for ending Eito life. It was quick and painless. Also to be truthful it made him feel really better.

The two men were shocked and dazed with fear as they glanced down at their dead partner.

"Gentleman, I think we're done here," Razor walked passed them to door.

"Oh and please stay out trouble, you're in a enough deep water."

Oh and if anyone has ideas for a name change in the story please pm me or leave a review.