I promise to get this shit over with xD I have an amazing story once I'm done with this.

Chapter 11: Usurp

"Hey, Youichi," Ryosuke said.

"What?" Kuramochi answered, unbuttoning his shirt. They had gone to his own home for some rest after a long day of organizing deaths.

"Do you think there's a reason as to why Miyuki's been stalling with Sawamura's death?"

The green haired male chuckled. "Now that you mention it, that bastard is really getting under my skin."

"Perhaps… he's fallen for Sawamura?"

Kuramochi's smile fell, a sudden dark aura surrounding him. He turned around and glared at his partner, his eyebrows furrowed. "Excuse me? Please tell me you're fucking joking."

Ryosuke simply hummed as he wrapped a towel around his waist and sauntered towards the bathroom. He looked back, his lips curling upward. "It's all up to you to find out for yourself." He left the room.

Kuramochi registered those words in his brain before shaking his head. He stared out the glass window of his flat, his eyes set on the full moon that was sitting high in the sky. "Oh, Miyuki… you sure fucked up now."

Furuya Satoru possessed an expression of boredom as he backed up against the side of a brick apartment. A hand slammed the brick near his face. "What do you want?"

Miyuki wore his infamous shit-eating grin. "Oi, oi. You're the boyfriend of Kominato Haruichi, right?"

"Looks like I'm popular now. That's a problem. Yes, I'm his boyfriend."

"Why Kominato-kun of all people?"

"If I ever told anyone the real reason, I have a feeling the world would probably hate me. Therefore, it's none of your concern."

The hitman scoffed. He was impressed at how the younger male kept his calm around someone as dangerous as himself. "Alrighty," he said. "Anyway, can you do me a favor?"

Furuya rose a brow. "I don't even know you."

"But I know you. I also know that only you can help me get what I want. What do you say?"

"You could have scheduled an appointment."

"I do whatever the hell I please. I'll pay double."

The raven haired male let his shoulders relax. "Go ahead," he mumbled.

Miyuki grinned evilly, peering into the eyes of his new alibi. 'Good, good.'

Haruichi beamed in delight as he saw Furuya walk through the door of his apartment. He ran up to him and hugged him tightly. "Satoru!" he cried. It'd been a while since he'd seen his boyfriend, and upon being discharged from the hospital earlier, he was the first person he wanted to meet.

Furuya simply smiled, rubbing the pinkette's back comfortingly. "How have you been?"

The shorter male pulled away from the hug. "I've been better. Just a little woozy. I don't regret using my gloves, though. That guy seriously deserved it… wait, why are we talking about this? Do you want something to drink?"

Furuya followed his boyfriend to the kitchen area and grabbed a can of green tea from the fridge. "This'll do." He snapped open the can and chugged down the entire thing in one go. He crushed the can and tossed it into the trash bin behind him with precise aim. "How's working for that millionaire?" he asked.

Haruichi went to lay on the couch in the living room. "He has a name, Satoru. It's awesome working with my best friend. Like… I get to protect him with my bare fists and everything is so realistic. I'm glad I chose him instead of following Aniki."

The latter sat on the floor facing him, several thoughts running through his head. 'Hmm, so that's how he feels? So childish I could die.' He cleared his throat and ran his hand through the pinkette's hair. "Best friend, huh? Aren't you afraid that he'll betray you or–"

The maid felt slightly insulted. "Sawamura-san? Betray me? Wow, why would he ever do that? We've been together for so many years that we're practically siblings."

"You can't trust people, even those you hold close. Very close." 'Like me, for example.'

"What are you implying? That I should've stuck with Aniki and be his bitch again?"

"Whoa there, language."

"Don't care. I'm grown now." Haruichi extended his hand and caressed the raven haired male's cheek, licking his lip seductively. "When's the last time we did it? I'm embarrassed to say this but… I'm horny."

Furuya's eyes twinkled. "I forgot. That's the only reason why I came here."

The pinkette gawked as he found himself being dragged by the arm to his bedroom. 'E-Eh?! Only reason?!'

The next morning…

Furuya yawned as he accepted a call from Miyuki, swinging his legs over his side of the bed. He covered his lower body with a blanket. "Hello? It's pretty early, if you couldn't tell."

"How was last night?" Miyuki questioned, highly intrigued.

"The same thing as always. I wouldn't say the sex was good, but I wouldn't say it was bad either."

"I wasn't talking about that, idiot. I meant the pill."

"Oh… yeah, I gave it to him. I told him it was candy and he fell for it." 'Don't call me an idiot.'

"That's great. The pill will take effect as soon as he wakes up. Take that chance to–"

"I know what to do, okay? I do favors for a living. Don't treat like I'm a child."

"Someone's defensive."

"Bye." Irritated, Furuya ended the call and looked at Haruichi who was sleeping peacefully behind him. Dark red and almost purple hickeys trailed down from his neck to his collarbone. He knew there were a lot more on his thighs.

'I change my mind. Sex wasn't that bad.'

A few hours later…

Haruichi groaned softly as he got to his knees next to the wall, his hand on his forehead. "Satoru…for some reason… I feel so sleepy… I can't stand…"

Furuya slowly walked over to him and bent down, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Don't worry," he whispered as he took a mini microchip from his pocket and pulled the pinkette's body towards him. He brushed some hair out of the way and stabbed the chip into his neck. "You'll be just fine. I promise. You can trust me."

Haruichi twitched viciously as the sleepiness suddenly rushed out of him. His boyfriend lifted his bangs and tied them into a little ponytail. He hesitantly opened his eyes and twitched once more. He glanced at the mirror across the room and noticed that his eyes were now a dull, lifeless pink. He stood and made his way to the front door. "I'll accomplish my mission in two hours," he deadpanned, then left.

The raven haired male took a sip of his tea. "Don't get caught."

Eijun growled, crossing his legs. "No! I'm not doing this!"

Chris sweat-dropped. "We really need to go over the stocks for your companies, though."

"Can't you do that for me?! I'm not in a good mental state right now!"

"You said that last time and we didn't get anything done. Come on, you're smart enough to do this on your own."

"I don't care! I have to prepare for something in less than a week!"

"Huh? What's that?"

The brunette gasped, placing his hand on his chest. "Chris, you forgot?"

The business man blinked. "Forgot what?"

"I'm… graduating from university."

"Oh! Now I remember."

Eijun slapped him on the arm. "How could you forget?! How?! I told you numerous times before!"

"Sorry, sorry. I've had so much to think about lately that I couldn't–"

"EXCUSES, EXCUSES!" The mastermind huffed, glaring daggers at his manager. "You can suck a dick. I'm mad."

Chris sighed. "I'll make up for it by going to your graduation. You got chosen as valedictorian, right? I'll help you with your speech."

Eijun stuck up the middle finger as he snatched his purse from the glass table and put on his heels. "Ain't nobody need your help. It's my time to shine and I got this on my own, Mr. Smooth."

The older male laughed. "You're a complete diva. Get home safe now and don't stay up too late. If I see you post a revealing picture on Instagram past midnight, I'll punish you."

The latter blew him a kiss, winking. "What a buzz kill. Adios, amigo."

Reaching his mansion, Eijun strained his ears as he heard a loud ringing from within. "What the fuck–" Unlocking the door and stepping inside, his heart skipped a beat as he realized his entire house was flashing with red lights. The alarms and sirens increasingly got louder, almost deafening. "Vault has been breached! Vault has been breached! Vault has been breached!"

The brunette whimpered in disbelief as he dropped all his belongings and sprinted to his bedroom. Pulling on a switch under his bed, a part of the floor contracted and a set of stairs leading downward appeared. Rushing down the stairs, he jumped off the last few and stumbled to a large vault attached to a wall.

Not wasting a second, the cross-dresser inserted the code for the vault, grasped the handwheel and pulled it sideways as hard as he could.

Suddenly, Eijun fell to the ground in utter shock as gushes of tears flowed from his eyes. "Oh, my God! God, God, God, God! Nooooo! Fuck, my God!" He pulled at his hair in distress. His heartbeat was out of control. His entire body was trembling in fear. His worst nightmare had come true. A scenario he never wanted to occur had just took place. He nervously bit at his fingertips, sweat soaking his shirt. He gasped for air but it was slowly thinning. Goosebumps popped up on his arms and legs. He could feel his mascara and foundation slipping away due to his tears. He looked back inside the vault, eyes extremely wide.

It was empty.

"Oh, my God… it's not there…"