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"Is everyone in position?"
"All set here, Boss. Two, Six, and Twelve are all in position."
"Good. Ground team, how's it looking?"
"Three, Four, and Five are ready to move in. "
"Recovery team?"
" All set. Seven's behind the wheel and Eight's in the back."
"And back home? The coast clear, Eleven?"
"Everything seems to be looking fine. No signs of danger. You should be good to go."
"Alright, Crows…let's fly."
A soft click was heard from the other side of the warehouse, barely audible to Daichi, who was waiting in the rafters.
"You're so dramatic, you know that?"
"Says our finest sharpshooter with a flair for killing."
"Mom and Dad are fighting again!"
"Shut up, Tanaka. You're on the ground, you shouldn't be so loud."
"What have I told you all about code names? Anyone could be listening. But if you want to be loud, Five, then go ahead and move in. How's our hostage situation looking?"
"Still haven't been able to locate them."
"Well keep looking. Two…let's see that flair of yours."
"Roger that, Boss."
After a few more seconds, one of the men hit the floor. The others on the floor looked around as two more fell in quick succession. Only after that did the door open and three men charged in, firing from their pistols.
The men in the warehouse quickly fired back, but they were no match for the onslaught of bullets.
Barely a minute had passed before Daichi heard something through his earpiece. "Looks good down here, Captain."
Daichi chuckled, unrolling the rope beside him. "For the last time, Noya, stop calling me captain. Boss is already bad enough." He began his descent.
"But Captain sounds so badass and official!"
Daichi laughed again as he landed. "Nice work, you three. That raid took less than a minute. I'd say that's a new record."
"You three? I'm offended, Daichi."
The man in question sighed as he felt fingers running down his arm. He grabbed the fingers, kissing them softly. "It should be illegal to sneak up on me like that."
"It should be illegal to undermine your consigliere's work." Suga wrapped his arms around Daichi's neck.
"Where would we be without the Crows' finest sharpshooter and the rest of his squadron?"
"That's more like it."
Daichi wrapped his arms around Suga's waist, pulling him into a kiss.
"You two are disgusting."
They parted, turning to an unamused Ennoshita. Suga smirked. "Like we don't know what the rest of you do behind closed doors."
"Exactly… closed doors . Not our in front of the entire gang."
"And if you two are done sucking face, I've located the hostages."
Daichi backed away. "Where are they?"
"Back of the warehouse. Probably behind some sort of locked door. Not sensing any movement but I can't tell who's back there. Be careful."
"Alright, guys. Guns up and eyes open. Let's move."
The group nodded, each of them drawing a pistol. Daichi led them to the back of the warehouse. He pressed his ear to the door. "I don't hear anything. Tanaka, do your thing."
"Alright! Let's do this!"
If there was one other thing that Tanaka was known for besides his energy, it was his strength. Even without a key, it didn't take him long to get the somewhat rusted lock off the door.
Daichi quickly slammed it open, gun at the ready. He looked around as Suga walked up next to him.
"They're all…dead."
"Well, this was supposed to be a recon mission-"
"But still!" Suga dropped his gun, looking around. "They said hostages, not dead people! So how did this many people end up dead so fast?!" He looked around, stilling for a moment. He tugged Daichi's sleeve. "You see that?"
"See what?"
"Towards the back. It took like…two children?" He stepped over the bodies.
Daichi was quick to stop him. "And where do you think you're going?"
"They might still be alive. We have to help them-"
"It could be a trap. What's the likelihood that two children would be left alive in a room full of people?"
"They could’ve hidden themselves." He sighed, turning to face his boyfriend. "I can't leave anyone behind in good conscience knowing that some of them might still be alive."
"Suga…"
"We took in Tadashi and Tsukishima a few years ago, so why not them? I'll even take it up with Ukai myself."
"I can't let you face Ukai by yourself."
"Oh, please…I have my ways." He gestured for both Asahi and Daichi to follow, knowing that he probably couldn't pick up either boy by himself.
He placed one hand on each of the boy's necks. "They're both breathing. A bit shallow, but alive." He spoke into his earpiece. "Seven, Eight, get the van ready…we have two more people coming with us."
"How'd it go?"
"He's not mad, so that's a start. I told him that we couldn't identify the kids but that we'd ask around the other gangs to see if reports for missing kids have come up anywhere."
"I guess we'll be making phone calls early in the morning, huh?" Suga checked his watch. "3:50 AM…earliest we've gone home in a while," he chuckled, leaning his head against Daichi's shoulder.
"You know the three of us are gonna have to report to Ukai before anything gets done, right?" Asahi asked, looking behind him. He had opted for one of the few seats that were in the van.
The silverette groaned. "Don't remind me. Between this and Shiratorizawa on our case, I've had it with this mafia stuff. Kiss my consigliere title goodbye. I don't want it, don't need it."
"You're just pouty cause you're tired, babe." Daichi kissed the top of his head if only to stop himself from laughing. "You love this job too much to quit."
"You're a borderline psychopath with a knack for killing, Sugawara," Ennoshita said from his seat in the front. "No way you'd ever give that up."
"I wouldn’t call myself a borderline psychopath. Borderline sociopath? Maybe."
"Put a gun in your hand and I disagree. You get real scary with one of those things."
"What can I say? It's an art."
"Enough about this." He turned to Asahi, motioning for Suga to sit up. "We need to start planning what we're gonna tell Ukai if we hope to get any sleep tonight."
"Abandoned warehouse right outside Miyagi, human trafficking cartel if you ask me," Suga replied offhandedly, already growing bored again.
"Each of the sharpshooters shot down one person," Asahi started. "I'd say we killed about…twelvish? Sound about right, Nishi?"
"I'd say so."
"Okay…so that's about fifteen people shot dead. Wasn't a known enemy or ally. Nothing signifying any of the major gangs so it had to have been a smaller, insignificant one," Daichi rattled off, crossing things off his mental list. "And the victims we found?"
"Probably just wanted to destroy the evidence," Tanaka said. "If it was human trafficking, then killing them would be kind of pointless."
"So did they know we were coming?"
"Beats me."
"With how loud you are, Ryū, it wouldn't surprise me."
"Mean, Chikara! And I trusted you."
"Sounds like a personal problem." He laughed as Tanaka kicked the back of his seat. "There were only about ten people. Eight dead plus these two. Six male, four female. Age seemed to vary from about teenager to young adult. These two looked like they were the youngest of the bunch."
"They don't look much younger than me and Tsukki," Yamaguchi added, looking at the two. "Younger than eighteen, but at least fifteen."
"And people say we're the bad guys," Noya sighed from his place next to Asahi.
"There are far worse people in the world than us," Daichi said. "Just 'cause we're a mafia group doesn't mean we're bad people."
"Don't need to tell us, Boss. We've all seen the cruel people of this world."
Tanaka had a point. Most of them were orphaned or just straight up abandoned. Daichi, Suga, and Asahi had each other growing up, but they still lived on the streets for about five years before Ukai took them all in.
Kinoshita sighed from behind the wheel. "Well, this just got depressing. But we're here."
They all got out of the van. "Alright. Get a good night's rest, all of you. Ennoshita, make sure they all make it to their rooms and bring someone to take these two to get checked out. Kiyoko should still be in there." Daichi was the first to get out. "And remember, no more than two or three of you at a time. Don't make a crowd."
"Yes sir!"
The three consiglieres were the first to walk in. They were instantly greeted by Takeda, who ran the hotel front that hid their base. "You're back! How'd it go?"
"Smoothly with no injuries on our part," Daichi replied, hitting the elevator button. "Ukai still waiting for us?"
"He came down here about half an hour ago but he should be in his office now."
"Thanks, Specs." The door opened and the three walked in. The hotel had six floors, but only buttons for the first four. The fifth was the offices (mainly Ukai's and the consigliere's, who shared one big office. Tsukishima had a mini room to himself towards the back) and the medical wing. The sixth was where they all slept if they didn't have a house in the surrounding area. There was also a basement level that served as a storage room to an outsider.
Asahi hit the first floor and the fourth floor buttons before scanning a card he kept in his pocket. The key card was what told the system to go to the fifth floor instead of the first then the fourth.
The door opened once they reached the fifth floor. It wasn't a long walk to Ukai's office, and Daichi knocked once they all got there.
" Come in ."
The ravenette opened the door, instantly greeted by cigarette smoke. "Do you have a suicide pact with yourself? You'll kill yourself with all this smoke." He coughed.
The blonde only laughed at him. "I keep the window cracked open and besides, I've been in the business about as long as you've been alive, Kid. Cigarette smoke won't kill me." He gestured for the three of them to sit. Asahi and Suga took the chairs with Daichi standing behind Suga's chair. "Specs Jr said that the mission was a success?"
"It was. Went off without a hitch."
"What'd the numbers look like?"
"Fifteen killed," Asahi replied. "Didn't seem like a big or recognizable gang. No tattoos or symbols or anything."
"Probably just some people hoping to get some money off a bunch of teens and young adults," Suga said, picking at his nails.
"But all of them were dead? Except those two you were telling me about."
"Eight dead by the time we got there."
"And where are they now?"
"Daichi had Ennoshita take them to the medical wing, assuming that Kiyoko and Yachi are still here. If not then I'm sure Narita can sort it out. Shouldn't be anything crazy medical."
Ukai sighed, blowing out another puff of air. "...So it wasn't Shiratorizawa."
"Not as far as I'm concerned," Daichi shifted on his feet, placing his hands on the back of the chair. "Could've been hired by them, but they don't seem like the gang to encourage human trafficking. That's even a little too morbid for them."
"I'm curious about those two kids that Sugawara found. No idea who they are?"
"Yamaguchi said they seemed to be younger than him and Tsukishima, but they aren't just young either."
"So we're looking at between fifteen and eighteen." Ukai paused for a moment. "I wanna talk to those two when they wake up."
"I'll talk to them," Suga interrupted.
Ukai smirked. "Ah, right. I forgot about our little Sweet Talker. Just don't go too hard on them, okay?"
"They're children, not wanted criminals. I know how to dial it back when I need to."
"Well, that's about all I have for you three. I'll call Nekomata and ask about any missing kids. You all do the same when you get the chance. Now go home. You all've had a long day."
Suga and Asahi stood before the three of them bowed, each saying good night before walking out the door. They saw Yamaguchi gently pulling a half-asleep Tsukishima from his room. Suga laughed. "Off to bed, you two. Tsukishima already looks like he could fall asleep standing up."
Yamaguchi chuckled. "Will do! Goodnight, guys!"
The three of them went back down to the first floor, where they were greeted by Noya, who had fallen asleep in one of the lobby chairs. Asahi laughed, picking him up. "Everyone seems more tuckered out than I thought."
"Get home safe, Asahi."
"Same to you two. See you later."
The drive back to their small, two story house wasn't a very long one. They had gotten it for a mission where they were "pose" as a couple, and Ukai had insisted that they just keep it. Everyone in their neighborhood was friendly enough, and no one bothered to ask what they did for a living, so that saved a lot of trouble as well.
Daichi had barely gotten the front door open before Suga groaned, falling into his back. "Carry me upstairs…"
"You have two working feet. Do it yourself."
"Please?"
"Your charms don't work on me. We've been dating too long for that."
"You're no fun."
"How about this? You go upstairs and start getting ready for bed while I put all your weapons away." He only got a tired nod in reply. "Are you going to shower?"
"...no blood on me. No need…"
"Alright. Give me like five minutes." He stripped Suga of his suit jacket as the silverette moved to grab the dagger in his ankle strap before removing his holster belt. He then began his slow trudge upstairs.
Daichi chuckled under his breath before going into their safe, unlocking it and placing all the weapons inside, making sure to unload them all before locking the safe back. He checked his watch. It was now 4:30 AM. He sighed as he walked up the stairs. He'd be lucky to get a solid four hours. Hopefully, no one would need him tomorrow.
When he got into his and his boyfriend's shared bedroom, the first thing he noticed was that his sweatshirt was gone from its place on the chair. The second was that Sugawara was fast asleep…in his sweatshirt. He laughed again, opting to go shirtless as he changed into a pair of shorts.
He nudged the sleeping adult gently. "What's wrong with your clothes?"
He didn't even open his eyes as he rested his head on Daichi's chest. "Yours are comfier. And they smell like you…"
"Alright, Kōshi. Go back to sleep." He couldn't hide the blush creeping up his neck. He thought he heard Suga say something, but he couldn't pick it up. He just kissed his boyfriend's head, closing his eyes.
They'd had a long day and hopefully, tomorrow wouldn't be another long day.