PREVIOUSLY:
"Fuck! That mother fucker! Where are they? Take me to the kid NOW. I am no longer a threat to Kim Mitzuki but I can promise you that that's not BamBam. Kim will be worse than dead if we don't get to him right now." I'm pretty sure they heard my voice quiver, with anger or fear, even I wasn't one hundred percent sure. Aware I would probably shock them, I pulled the gun from my shoulder holster, loaded bullets into the chamber and clicked one into the barrel. "Take me to him NOW."
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Kim Mitzuki's P.O.V.
I can't believe that BamBam accepts me with all my scars and is willing to wait for me to be ready. I feel... I don't know. It's a little uncomfortable being so close to another person for so long but I like it. I want this to be real.
"Hey, BB?" I mused, thinking aloud,
"Hey Zuuki," came a teasing reply from the pinkette next to me. A shuffle on the bed and I was facing him, I studied his face carefully unsure about my memory.
"Didn't your eyes used to be a darker blue? Like a sapphires or topaz?" I was truly curious. He smirked at me, his lips curling up at one side.
"I started wearing contacts so I couldn't be found if Yang came looking for me and I thought why not go the complete opposite? That's why I changed my hair as well, I mean it was so long back then and I guess it was time for a change anyway, you know?"
'Yang? Since when did BamBam call Him just Yang? Wasn't it always Boss?'
I brushed the thought away but I felt a familiar tendril of uneasiness curl in the pit of my stomach.
"So, why didn't you cut your hair earlier or colour it like I always bugged you to? I still think you would've looked gorgeous with your long hair in emerald! Not that you don't look hot now,"
I ruffled my fingers through his soft pink hair laughing, partially at the broken memories I had and partially at my own embarrassment. I tried to find whatever it was bugging me, sure I was missing something, and he laughed with me.
"Sure, I'll go green for my hair and wear the sapphire contacts and you can go black and wear red contacts - it'll be perfect for halloween!" I kept laughing though it now sounded artificial to me. He would wear sapphire coloured contacts..? Huh? What the hell? I tapered off my laughter and started to get off the bed, BamBam wrapped his long fingers around my wrist, a concerned look on his face.
"Hey, where ya going?" he asked, I adjusted my pants a little, hoping he'd get the unspoken mesage. He continued to look at me questioningly.
"Uh, I gotta pee, I've drunk so much water because of talking and crying so much today. Or do you want to come and hold it for me too?" I winked and BamBam flushed bright red when he realized what I'd said, he released my wrist putting his hands over his face. Laughing lightly I jigged up and down on the spot.
"Yah! Don't worry babe, I won't fall in!" I joked. The pinkette on my bed covered groaned exaggeratedly before slapping my ass half-heartedly with one hand then waving me away.
"Just go, baby."
*****
I tried to steady myself while I was in the bathroom. Something didn't feel right. BamBam's comment that it was 'about time' to cut his hair? The BB I knew would NEVER have cut or coloured his hair for anything, ever. I would know because I'd offered to give him four million dollars if he'd get highlights in it - just a couple of streaks! I'd've paid for everything from pre-treatemnt to aftercare. He had declined more than once.
I have to admit I wasn't entirely coherent for probably the last year that I was with Izuka, but BamBam had told me he'd been gone long before I was. Also, I remember his eyes as being a darker blue, a proper bright sapphire blue; though the last few months I'd been so fucked up by everything Izuka and his crew had done to me. I shuddered while I had memories come into my mind of the abuse.
"Not now. Not now... I don't need another panic attack!"
My thoughts spiralled as my heart rate increased, my breathing became more rapid as my panic attack began to set in. A loud hammering on the door echoed and was competing with the sound of my heart in my ears. I thought I heard shouting from the room as I shivered and shook against the bathroom door; the nightmare was so vivid and real I could almost touch them, I could feel again the knives, the fists, the leather whips and the 'toys' they had used to torture me.
I heard someone screaming, it felt surreal and distant and until the door burst open I didn't know it was me. I'm sure I was hallucinating again, I must be. I was seeing the image of a dark silouette that had... light green hair? They were brawling with a pink haired figure.
As I felt a familiar warmth wrap around me I sank into the arms that secured me, anchored me to this place I wasn't sure I wanted to be; with wet eyes and a painful sob stuck in my throat choking me, I welcomed the darkness that dragged me under. I cried a name that tasted unfamiliar in my mouth, it hadn't passed them for a very long time.
"Suga!"
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Jinhong Eijirou's P.O.V.
"Take me to him NOW." The green haired guy demanded as he pulled out a gun from his shirt. I wasn't paying attention earlier so I didn't catch the guys name. When he pulled the gun from his jacket I'm pretty sure I didn't care - the tremble in the greenette's voice had me jumping to my feet immediately. If my best friend's in danger like this guy said he was then I'm gonna to take him to help Mitzu - if he's right and BamBam isn't BamBam, I'll be taking him to save Mitzuki!
I grabbed his wrist and yanked his free hand and began running to the stairs.
"First floor, third door on the left. Go!" I shouted at him, pushing him up the steps in the direction of Mitzuki's room. The words I spoke hit me hard as I'd spoken them to BamBam only days earlier when my friend was having a panic attack. Pausing in my steps I released him and looked back to see if Lan Yibo and Lan Wuxian were following, then began chasing after green haired guy like my ass was on fire.
He was banging on the door by the time I reached Kim Mitzuki's door though before he could break it down I fumbled for my keys and unlocked his door. Mitzuki rarely locked his door, saying a locked door only kept out the honest bastards. He'd been recovering from one of his panic attacks at the time he'd told me.
Not long after that he'd given me a key to his room, he'd trusted me with his privacy and his sanity. Until I sent the silver tongued devil to his door I'd felt I was worthy of the trust he'd given me...
Shit. Lan Wuxian's prophecy.
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Min Suga's P.O.V.
"Take me to him NOW."
I demanded as I unholstered and checked my gun. The barely concealed fury in my voice startled the brunette to his feet, his long fingers wrapped my smaller wrist (of the hand that wasn't holding my weapon) and dragged me towards the stairs semi-hidden by the back corner of the bistro.
"First floor, third door on the left. Go!" He shouted at me, shoving me in the direction of the stairs and what I'm assuming will be the kids room. I don't look back as I bolt towards my destination, taking the steps two at a time because if it really was Trancy Alois then the kid was fucked beyond reason. I'm not particularly religious but right then I prayed that I was wrong. I knocked and called out but nobody answered.
Pressing my ear against the door I heard movement and then someone screaming, the sound muffled by the doors. Frustrated at my lack of... something... I banged my fist against the door loudly again shouting for the people to let me in. Before I could break the door down the brunette who had caught up to me fumbled for his keys and unlocked the door. Shoving the door open too hard it slammed on the wall behind me making a few items on the desk rattle with the impact.
What I saw frightened me. Trancy Alois was in the room, unfortunately for me I saw him too late. Right before his fist connected with the side of my face, which caused me to drop my gun to drop on the floor. I heard screaming from the bathroom, motioning for the dark brunette to go find the person I focused on my fight with Alois.
Swinging my own fists I returned the favour and landed a punch to his temple, we fought hand to hand for a few long minutes before I managed to pick up my gun, then I landed a hit with the butt of my gun again to his temple, unbalancing him long enough for Lan Yibo to come and pin him to the ground.
"You bastard! How long have you known he was alive?" I spat at him, wiping the blood from a cut above my eye. He laughed, taunting me.
"Wouldn't you like to know? You and my brother are just jealous of Yang since he had this piece of ass and neither of you did!" Cruel laughter oozed from his mouth, bringing the chill racing up my spine with it.
"Why did you come after Kim yourself? You knew Izuka would send someone to check your story. What's your play here Trancy?"
"Ah, but when I heard it was YOU he was sending - his sweet Suga, the Mechanik who would do any job no matter how dirty - I knew you couldn't do it - you wouldn't kill this kid so I decided to do it for you. As far as I'm concerned, you and my dearest brother can go fuck yourselves since I know that you in particular have a soft spot for this pussy."
"How do you not know your precious Izuka Yang put two bullets in your brothers skull? Exactly thirteen days, seven hours and nineteen minutes after your brother let Kim get away. How do you, with all your knowledge, not know that BamBam is dead? He did for this kid what he couldn't do for you. He believed that once, JUST ONCE, you might be fucking proud of him for doing the right thing! Your brother paid the ultimate price for his actions. One of the last things we talked about was that his only two regrets in life were that he didn't get the kid out sooner and that he couldn't help you when you needed him the most!"
"You're lying! Yang said he'd sent BB overseas to Seoul, he wouldn't lie to ME!" Trancy's voice was defiant. He was one hundred percent positive that the Boss wouldn't lie to him. Especially when he'd worked so hard to track this bug down from two days after it had escaped so it could be squashed, he'd been promised he could join his brother in South Korea afterwards.
"SUGA!" A blood-curdling scream bounced around the bathroom and out to the main room. Frowning, I noticed everyone looking toward the door, still slightly ajar from the brunette. A dull ache began in my chest. I ignored it and continued,
"Are you really that fucking stupid? You'll believe what the Boss tells you but not the truth you feel in your bones, that something is missing, a part of you... You know what, it doesn't matter because I know the truth. I watched BamBam get shot and there wasn't a fucking thing I could do to save him - not one single fucking thing! So don't you dare make a joke of his death you worthless piece of shit!"
I could feel the rage and despair building, the tears burned behind my dark orbs as I became ever more furious with Trancy. What the hell is his game?
I handcuffed Trancy, put duct tape over his mouth and tied him to the iron bedframe with cable-ties I kept in my jacket. I watched as Jinhong carried a deathly pale, light brunette haired male out of the bathroom. Was this Kim Mitzuki? His shirt had ridden up and I could see some of the scars on his side, flinching at the sight I averted my gaze.
There was a place in my chest that began burning and aching at the thought he might be dead, I made eye contact with the dark brunette, Jinhong, carrying him and he gave a small pained smile.
"He's out of it. Dunno what happened but I'm guessing he had another panic attack by the way he fell out of it when I went in and tried to calm him. You're the Suga he called to, yeah?" He half shrugged when I nodded, as if this were a normal occurrence. 'The hell?' I thought, this isn't good.
"Can we take him to another room? Somewhere safer, away from this fucker." I asked, frustrated at my lack of control in the situation. I saw the Lan's look at each other, the one in white nodding at the one in black. A private smile passed between them and I felt like a thjird wheel.
"Take him to Sizhui's room. He's away for a while yet so it's empty right now." Lan Wuxian spoke up, motioning for Jinhong to carry the unconcious male to the other room.
"Whose room is empty now?" asked a new voice, the head poking in around the door had deep purple eyes that widened on seeing the cocked gun aimed at his face. Upon seeing the white headband that matched Lan Yibo's I lowered the weapon, disarming it.
"Whoops! Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to intrude, you're busy," The young man entered the room after passing a set of keys to the brunette, who took his charge swiftly out of the negatively emotion-charged room. He bowed properly to the two Lans, then to me as well. Why was he bowing to me? Regardless of the odd situation I holstered my gun and bowed back.
"Hello, I am Lan Sizhui. Father. Papa. I'm sorry I came early."
"Hello, I am Min Suga. That tied up is Trancy Alois, the twin brother of Kaard BamBam, who he was impersonating for at least three years."
This young man was their son? He looked so much like them, there's no way he isn't biologically theirs, but... No. I shook my head slightly and chased those thoughts away. I replied to him once he was finished, respecting the custom of Gusu. He looked a little surprised and mildly amused I had responded in kind. Even his smile looks like Lan Wuxian's.