Bsd: One Time Sanity
Chapter-2:
THERES TWO OF THEM NOW-
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A.n: The chapters might come early or very late than what it planned sometimes but normally I try to post a single chapter two one fic. I felt like I should explain the schedule so this is it. Some weeks might not even have a chalet posted cause of many things (holidays, birthdays, some rest days, exams or etc) but I'll try to be active on Tumblr and AO3. Also I didnt know how a mafia would break in a house, so it turn out like a little bit of police breaking in a house.. sorry in advance there.
Warnings: Swears (both in English and Spanish), Mentions of blood and stitches, guns, beaten up coffee machine-
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At the midnight of the day, while the earth was ready to turn for another day, the port mafia executive was roaming in a back alley with a irritated look and three paper reports in his hand.
'Im roaming all the city for the past two days... Those troublemakers better be one of these three buildings or I might fucking lose it' he thinks as he grith his teeth, making his way towards the one of the tallest skyscraper's back door.
The backdoor was oddly empty, which caused a slight uncertainty place in Chuuya's mind yet he didn't have that much of time now. He just wanted to finish this mission and forget about all of this even happened in first place.
The back door was connected to the storage room for the employees and kitchen tools.
As Chuuya examine the room, he spotted a box, which looked out of the place with how damaged it looked. He made his way towards the box carefully and lift the box's lid. Only to find a coffee machine with a broom stabbed through it.
'Why there's a broken coffee machine down here?..' He questioned 'and why there's chilli and milk on it-?'
He looked at the machine again before closing the lid and leaving, hoping to forget what he just saw.
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The way to the room, number 99 was a bit more messy than he thought it would be.
First the employees and cleaners were all around the main hall, he almost trip and fell and reveal his identity in his disguise.
Then there was a pair of old couple and three body guards in the elevator, the whole elevator ride was not soo much stressing but he had to answer soo many questions from the elderly couple and the guards keep staring at him.
Yet it was over now..! Hopefully...
As he walk in the halls of the 50th floor with careful and silent steps he was on alert for anyone might be in the hall or the same floor. But maybe for his fortune it was all empty. And the room he needed to go was in
He finally stood near the front door of the room 99 and leaned his ear close the door before start listening.
'...Seems like they are in the room.' Chuuya thought before waiting some more minutes before finding the perfect time to break the door with his pistol in his hands.
—Drop everything you have and raise your hands!
He speak firmly before a head peek from one of the rooms he guess was living room.
—Oh, You were right, they sent a executive here!
The man with black short hair speak in the flat before another voice spoke with annoyance and irritation.
—So? GET RID OF IT THEN.
The man turned to Chuuya before the ginger could even utter another word and cough on his tea so hard that it come from his nose.
—Da Fuck-!?
Chuuya grimaced his face with annoyance, how can this man could have made fun of his height while he point a gun at hi-
—... Just one question, what's your name-?
The man finally speak between his coughs and the paper towel he is pressing his nose to wipe the tea.
—It doesn't concerns you.
Chuuya replied with annoyance, irritation and seriousness before tightening his grip on the gun once again.
—So you two were the ones who mess with the Port Mafi-
—Yeah, yeah. Can you wait a second, you'll understand why I asked that soon.
The man stuffed Chuuya's words in his mouth, taking him back of how casual and calm he sounded despite BEING FUCKING THREATENED BY A GUN.
—ANDRES GET YOUR ASS HERE!!!
He shouted towards other hall which replied with a loud chair throwing and soon a door opening.
—¡¿Qué carajo quieres?!
A boy get out from the room with an annoyed and mad face before completely freezing (like a computer-) as soon as Chuuya and his eyes met. Same ginger hair, same blue eyes and the fucking short height-
Chuuya was no different than him too... Did he just found his lost twin??? 'No it can't be, he is way younger than me... Than can he be a cl-. NO. There should be a proper explanation to this.. this.. this fucking coincidence'
The man looked at the both before rubbing his templates with an "I'm not getting enough money to deal with this" expression. 'THERES TWO OF THEM NOW.. MY WALLET CANT HANDLE THIS ANYMORE'
The other young ginger sip his coffee before suddenly turning away and walking back into the room he just get out and close his door with a loud crash
—Thats too fucking early to deal with this now-
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After some minutes in the silence, the short black haired man turns to Chuuya with a nervous and yet somehow fatherly smile-
—Do... you want to drink tea?
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H—So you are a Mafia Executive?
It been an hour since that.. "coincidence". The young ginger boy, who Chuuya learn was Andres still haven't get out of that room since than and he was sitting in the living room with a tea cup in his hands with Haruto.
C—Yeah...
And for the past hour he was there even though Haruto tried to make things less awkward with a conversation but it wasnt exactly helping with how everything was mixed and tied to every other thing was now more getting complex by every minute.
H—You should drink your tea... It's.. getting cold, you know..? Don't worry I didn't put any poison or anything in it, you watched me pour mine and yours an hour ago.
Haruto mumble calmly with a small hint of a little sadness and disappointment yet still calm and firm as a stone like an hour ago.
Chuuya nod as a reply yet couldn't bring himself to drink more than a small sip.
H—Confusing and... A little scary, right?
C—Hm..?
The ginger executive turns to short black haired man with a confused and curious look as Haruto just smiled with a understanding and fatherly expression as he glance back at Chuuya with a smile.
H—Hearing you might have sibling, after so long by all yourself. You current job doesn't helps at all too...
C—You sound like a very experienced man with your words now.
H—Heh, I might not look like it, but I am very experienced with gangs and mafias. Like you.
Haruto laughed loudly before putting his tea on the table.
H—All of my body was covered in scars and stitches!
C—What-?!
Chuuya speak loudly back at him with the same loud voice Haruto spoke just then.
H—Yeah! I was sent to hospital took much that the old lady once didn't let me get in the shop!
C—What-!?
Haruto was laughing while Chuuya was just all confused and shocked yet he couldn't lie that Haruto's this acts were helping feel less awkward and less serious than an hour ago.
Yet like every good thing, this comes to an end as well.. With a loud door opening Andres get inside the living room with a small box in his hands
A—Okay, you two stop now. I could hear you two laugh even in the office.
Haruto sigh before speaking calmly, somehow this man got a stone's patient and can put up with this.. gremlin.
'I despise you, Haruto.. how can you just not get irritated with this child' Chuuya thought as he look at Andres with confusion, he was slightly scared and worried about the small box in his hands, yet he won't ever admit this out loud.
H—What are you holding, Andres?
A—I found one of the DNA tests we sneak out from mom's office. I didn't know there was one left but I managed to find one.
C—A.. DNA test? For what..?
Young ginger turned to Chuuya before speaking in a casual yet still distant tone, he acted like he was speaking about a casual day of school.
A—For you, dumbass.
Chuuya raise one of his eye brows yet before he say anything, Haruto was first to reply to young creature.
H—This is the worst way possible to inform someone that they might have meet with their siblings.
C—A WHAT-??!
A—Well i wasn't planning on saying him anything if he wasn't but you just revealed everything so I'm just leaving every fucking explanation from this point to your hands, my dear brother.
Haruto looked at Andres before Chuuya's wide and just shocked, questining life face before slapping his forehead with a small curse under his breath.
Andres just stayed calm even though how much he looked like he wants to kick Haruto and just slap his mistake to his face over and over again for the next few years. He then clear his throat and turned to Chuuya with a firm and serious look.
A—Anyways, give me your arm so I could get blood from you.
C—wait-. WHAT-?!
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"Why are you doing this to yourself, Hirotsu?" Short blond haired man spoke with a sigh as he continues to bandage the teen on the chair with a calm yet worried look.
"But I win the fight.." Hirotsu try to protest as he keep his gaze on the floor of the small bar.
It wasn't much to be corcerned about, it was yet another fight the two boys encountered. Like every other fight they keep getting in their still short lives.
Hirotsu hissed at the burning of the medical alcohol that Lupin pour on the towel he is using to clean Hirotsu's cuts.
Lewis was in Lupin's position at front of the bar, getting the orders and helping Lupin to worry less about the work and focus on Hirotsu.
"You two... Hirotsu, just remember, you can't win every fight! Even if you are stronger than your opponents, there always will be a chance and there be a time when you lose to someone that is weaker than you. Your ability isn't the only thing that makes you stronger." Lupin spoke under his breath with barely audible voice, only enough for Hirotsu to hear him.
Hirotsu in the other hand, turned to Lupin before looking away slowly with a sad and guilty face. "Sorry.."
"Don't be sorry, just don't die. I don't think neither you or Lewis can go on without neither of you."
"You think so?"
"I don't think so, I know it. You two aren't just called double black for nothing. I even thought you two were twins when I first met you two.."
Hirotsu smirked before hitting Lupin's arm with a playful gesture "Don't mess with me! You knows I thought you were 40 years old when we first met!"
"HEY! IM NOT THAT OLD"
"YOU ARE-!"
Lupin hit Hirotsu with a newspaper he rolled with a angry and offended look
"IM NOT OLD"
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