Crimes of passion -Yaoi- Open and FULL again!

[SikFox]

Ѵѐҟȶɵɍ Ƀɍɵѵɬɵѵȿҟɨ ☭

Vektor raised a brow as he looked over to Toshizo as he holstered his gun. So he had startled Yuran into crying out for help. Why was he in here? Because he heard a noise? Vektor didn't like people snooping around in his business, even if one was a friend of some-sort, these rooms were off limits unless advised otherwise. Vektor watched the curious cop play dumb in an attempt to draw the attention away from him. It seemed to work when he mentioned Yuran's phone and the name Christopher Sting. The Russian absolutely bristled at the utterance of the other Gang's leader's name in his home. His eyes shot over to the hiding boy under the covers with something of a burning look of betrayal in his eyes. Why was Yuran in contact with Sting? A brief flash of Jack went through his mind ot that night when he told him that he had been the Leader of the Angels. Vektor stayed in his spot, absolutely frozen to the spot at the mere thought of Yuran selling him out to someone else, especially to someone as crazy as Chris. No. No, Yuran wouldn't do that. But what was stopping the boy from doing so? Toshizo had revealed that Yuran had been in the care of Angels' for most of his life. What else was the boy hiding that could initially cost the Russian his safety, as well as his life?

A tapping at the window brought the gun out once more. Vektor was feeling extra twitchy tonight, his finger on the trigger but not pulling. His eyes went through the frosted glass and he blinked to make sure he wasn't just seeing things. Was that- "Ryan?" 'Chto za huy?' This was just a little too much on his heart at the moment. Too much too fast. Why was Ryan-? At the window? He had come back. After everything that had happened, he thought he'd never see the assassin again. Depending on seeing Ryan again was a good thing or a bad thing was still in decision, but Vektor backed up slowly, lowering his weapon to the floor. Could he not trust anyone in this room? Or was he being overly paranoid thanks to recent events. Taking no chances, Vektor's gun was up once more, pointed at Toshizo who was letting Ryan in. "Let ze man in." He backed up until he was out in the hall. "Let him in and zen you and him come out into ze hallvay. Ze boy stays in ze room. Now. Do it now." He had to separate his problems so he could deal with this all in a calm and precise manner.
☠

Ϣϵɑҏɵɴȿ ∂ϵɑʅϵɍ // Ȼɦɑɨɴϵɗ Ƚϵɑɗϵɍ
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

[princess_gone_dark]

Ryan
Never a dull moment

Ryan watched as the others moved around in the room, until the window was open. He then looked down at Yueen lying in the bed, he seemed frail, what had happened since he had been away. “Hey Kiddo, I heard that lost puppy joke.” This was said to the whole of the room. Leaning down his face close to the young child’s ear he gently whispered “If I’m the puppy what’s Vektor then hey ?” Not paying any real attention to the other man Ryan walked past him until he reached the door, although he was actually watching him, no one would be able to see this though. Before reaching the hall and as he passed the unknown male he spoke under his breath. “See a new plaything’s been brought in, wonder if he bit you too.” After being out of the public eye for long Ryan had started to speak his thoughts, of course this may prove hazardous now, since he kind of recognised the male. Pushing this to the back of his mind he walked all the way into the hall. Raising a hand he looked over at Vektor, a shy smile playing at the corner of his dirty face. “Hey, so I actually come in peace, heard a scream. Actually I thought it might be one of your friends screaming. I guess I was wrong, Yueen what happened to him? Although I guess that is none of my business. Well seeing as no one is in danger of being hurt tonight then I should go. Great seeing you again, Sir you look great.” Emphasis was placed on the words friends and tonight. Ryan looked down at his feet, his hands coming up to feel his neck. The scar was still there puckering as it tried to heal itself. Ryan then waited for the Russian crime boss to either throw him out, or just to kill him.

Jumpstart myheart, burn on through the dark poison in my blood.I will come undone.

[Paranoid Doll]

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「Toshizo glanced at the look on Vektor's face and flipped the window open effortlessly. He laughed at Ryan's comment. "Unfortunately no, not yet." he chuckled in response. Before he stepped out, Toshizo patted Yuuen's head. He needed to exchange a few words with him... but how? Toshizo sighed. It was worth a try.

"大丈夫ですか？" The blanket fell from his face. Yuuen's eyes were widened in shock again, but this time less scared. "それはあなたの名前だった。." Yuuen stared at him for a split second. "あなたが正しいです。なぜあなたは私にはこのように話すのですか？" Toshizo smiled. Good, their dialects weren't too far off, sounding from about the same region. "あなたのお名前は何ですか？ あなたの家族の名前。いいえ俗語名。" Yuuen looked up at him and made contact. His red eyes were so farmiliar. "私の名前はスキテキ ユラんです。" the boy replied rapidly. "私もあなたの名前を知っていると思う。あい俊郎、右か？" It was time for Toshi to looked shocked. "どのように知りましたか？" he stammered. The boy had a quicker tongue for Japanese than he did. He felt a bit out of league. "。。。スティング私を殺すために送信されます。" With that, the boy pulled the blanket over his head. "ごめんな、トシ。" He said in a defeated whisper. Toshizo stared down at the boy. He didn't know whether he should kill him now, or save his a** from Vektor for being his best friend's son. It took a lot from him to pull it out, but as he turned to go out into the hall. "優心配しないでください。私は今は何もしません。それは私達の両方の背後にある。。。笑み" with that he smiled over his shoulder and flipped his purple hair over to his back and sailed out into the hall, closing the door. "Now, where were we?" his words didn't sound as sharp as before. Toshi needed to get his tongue into the right mode again. "Sorry about that, couldn't help myself."」

If the world were p e r f e c t, we wouldn't be alive, now would we?

Because I'm pretty sure I've [********] this w o r l d up and it's done the same to me.

Of course I can also do the same to you
❤

[Conversation Translation:
Are you okay? I knew to speak like this because your name.
You are correct... I am... why do you want to speak to me like this?
What's your name, kid? Your family name. Not your street name.
My name is Sukiteki Yuran... And I think I know yours. Aika Toshiro... Sting sent me to kill you... I... I'm sorry.
...don't worry. I won't do anything about it now. It's behind us... smile, okay?

EDIT: Edited their convo a bit so that it translates smoothly for you people who want to try and figure out what they're saying with a translator. XD Well, love you all and sorry if it's confusing to some. ^^]

[ll T h e o r e m ll]

xxxx

How much endless pain and sorrow,
Could I have saved you from? Oh...
Touch me harder with your hands, ever and never end.
Release it, so far away.

× × ×Қ ø и з ş қ į

His green eyes followed the man's movement, listening to him intensely. But, he only believed him partially. But, he slowly tilted his head when Koneski was told to disregard Chris's dealings. Truthfully, he wasn't so thrilled about the things he heard, but he still feared the silver-haired male. Sighing, Koneski knew his only choice was to side with the older male...even if he knew it was wrong. He didn't notice when Chris sat next to him, only to turn his head to look straight at him. His questions were stupid? Softly, the boy crossed his arms, offended just a bit. "Well, I only have one more. What do you plan to do with me?"

[Paranoid Doll]

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The Paranoid Gang Boss of the Bullets

➔He looked down at the boy. He had expected alot of other questions, but this he was prepared for the least. It caught him off his guard. "W-with you?" Chris fell down on the bed on his back and pulled Koneski down to lay beside him. He closed his eyes and rubbed his face with his hand. "...I'm not sure yet. No one must know you exist. If they did... well then, you'll be as unfortunate as my little Yuu is going to be." he opened his eyes and looked at Koneski. "Don't think wrong of me for what I'm doing. He's not an innocent little 15 year old... and it's his fault for letting himself be seen so easily." Sting's mounting guilty concious was clear in the way his voice seemed to jump, and the way his eyes flitted around.

"And besides that, why would you wonder what I would do with you? What other choice do I have than to keep you here?" Chris sat up again and rubbed his face with both hands this time. The room was getting too warm for his liking, but he'd have to bear with it for a few months. That's all this drug took, a few months. Three to four maximum. The drug was also a stimulant, which helps to explain a lot. Usually, the baby will only take characteristics from the father, as that's the only person whose really giving any parental dna whatsoever, but sometimes, the baby will have characteristics of both. Very rare though, but Chris suspected the same with Yuuen.

"It doesn't matter what I will do with you. As long as you stay loyal to me, you can continue to drift in the shelter of my harbor... although you're already in deep water because of your little, ah, incident," he said, patting Koneski's middle, "But for the sake of the child... and because you don't seem entirely worthless, I shall keep you." Chris looked into Koneski's green eyes with his own silver ones. "There still seems to be more on your mind.. .feel free to ask if you would like, I'd rather you ask me than snoop around and find out for yourself." which was true. If Koneski found out the wrong information... or too much information for that matter, Sting would have to dispose of the boy.. and the baby.

He didn't quite feel up to the thought of another murder. Chris quickly checked his phone. Still no call back from Ace.

His conscious was murkier than before.✖

Is it me who you're t r y i n g so hard to avoid?
Can I help it if I'm more than just a bit p a r a n o i d?

[ll T h e o r e m ll]

xxxx

And I....
Can't stop, want it all,
I'm sure before.
This love is all I need.
And I don't care about,
the price of company.
Love is all I need.
And I don't care about,
the price of company.

× × ×Қ ø и з ş қ į

Tilting his head, Koneski remained laying on the bed, watching the male still. He held in a soft chuckle from the pat to his stomach, being quite ticklish. Blinking, Koneski sighed softly, gazing at the ceiling. His fingers laced through his curling hair. Ah, what he hated the most. He knew by morning his hair would become the normal puff ball it always was. Besides that, more things floated around in Koneski's mind. Who exactly was this man? How could he speak hurting a young tennager and keeping another a secret in the same speech? "Well, I know I'm not worthless." His gaze remained on the ceiling. "I can help out before I get too big. I do own a gun." His eyes fickered over to Chris, who seemed uncomfortable by the heat.

[Paranoid Doll]

ɣυυєɲ ♠ ʌƈє
+++++++++++ The Ƭɾυɱƥ Card ♠ The Ace of Sρα∂єѕ

→∂σηт.ℓσσк.αт.мє

❝Yuuen laid in his bed at a loss. What the hell just happened!? He wasn't scared of many things, but the look on Vektor's face as Toshizo brought up Sting was worse than murder... maybe even worse than mutany. He felt like he had a lot of explaining to do. Another thing that left him motionless was the conversation he just had. It was his first time in a while having to speak his native tongue. Toshizo now knew who attempted to kill him, as well as his name. It didn't matter though... if Toshiro kept to the ways of Japanese society... or the rules of the culture anyway.

In the Japanese culture, a person has four separate lives. Their day life, night life, home life, then their inner most self. What ever Toshi was, this was his night life, he was sure of it. Yuuen wasn't worried about being exposed to whatever Toshiro worked at, but more the shame that came along with almost murdering one of Vektor's associates. Yuuen pulled the comforter up over himself again. The window was closed, but the chilly wind had already crept into his room. He had a sinking feeling though that the coldness didn't have to do everything with the wind outside either. He had somehow managed to betray Vektor. The one thing he did want to do... but then again, hadn't he been doing it all along too? Not purposfully, not really knowing, but all the same. His red eyes clouded over and he pulled the blanket over his head again, this time in shame. How could he have let this happen again? Yuuen didn't want to loose Vektor too.

Because then, he'd really have no one.❞

Don't tell me all those pointless, e m p t y lies...
...that all others seem to have believed.
I do think that I'm much better than all of them...
...because I'll believe everything you tell me...
...as long as you won't leave me in the end...
...just like everyone else did.

.вє¢αυѕє.ι.∂σηт.ωαηт.уσυ.тσ.ѕєє.нσω.мυ¢н.ι.ηєє∂.уσυ←

❀❀❀✿わたしには、あなたが必要です。

[Paranoid Doll]

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The Paranoid Gang Boss of the Bullets

➔A weird look crossed his face. "You... want to help out?" Chris fell back beside the boy onto the bed and groaned. "No, no, no. That'd be the exact opposite of what I want to happen right now." he sighed, eyes closed again. "Not even my associates must know you exist. And once the child is born... I'll have to move you to a safe house." he patted Koneski's stomach again, corners of his mouth twitching at the boy's reaction. "And on that note as well, I smuggled you here to keep the baby... and you safe, so don't go waving a gun around claiming to be able to help when you can't even stand" Chris dragged Koneski closer to him and burried his face in the boy's hair. He smelt faintly of tobacco and alcohol, as well as a slight flowery kind of scent. Reminded him of a woman... or another man whose grace went unmatched by all he had ever encountered. Chris kept his eyes closed as a flash of purple flickered in his mind and the soft voice that he almost lived for.

Monsier Sting, it's been a while, I miss you.

The soft smile, the gentle voice, the crashing lies... which Chris knew nothing about of course, but perhaps it was all for the better. Really, what Christopher Sting would do if he ever found out who Aika really was, no one knows. No one wants to know.

But unfortunately, someone will.✖

Is it me who you're t r y i n g so hard to avoid?
Can I help it if I'm more than just a bit p a r a n o i d?

[ll T h e o r e m ll]

xxxx

And I....
Can't stop, want it all,
I'm sure before.
This love is all I need.
And I don't care about,
the price of company.

× × ×Қ ø и з ş қ į

Sighing, Koneski's arms wrapped around Chris, his head resting on his shoulder. So, he wouldn't be able to help at all? Sniffling, he felt as if Chris couldn't wait to get him out of the way. "Can I still keep my gun? For protection purposes." For some reason, he didn't want Chris to let go. Never had Koneski been held so close, nor for so long. But, he still felt hurt. It felt like Chris wanted nothing to do with Koneski, nor the child.

[Paranoid Doll]

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paranoid's current Crimes of Passion npcxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The Paranoid Gang Boss of the Bullets

➔Chris smiled. "I don't know why you'd need protection with me here, but, if it makes you feel better." He wrapped the boy up tighter in his arms. Many times he and Toshi had laid like this before, but this time was different. He couldn't tell if it was in a bad or good way. It made him smile at least. "and... I would be bringing you to a safe house so you and the child won't be hurt. If you and it stay here... this is my known residence, I can't have my kid living here, the whole world to see him from my windows... Of course I wouldn't strand you there." he began to stroke Koneski's dark hair. "I'd come everyday I could, just to hold you like this."✖

Is it me who you're t r y i n g so hard to avoid?
Can I help it if I'm more than just a bit p a r a n o i d?

[ll T h e o r e m ll]

xxxx

And I....
Can't stop, want it all,
I'm sure before.
This love is all I need.
And I don't care about,
the price of company.

× × ×Қ ø и з ş қ į

Blinking softly, Koneski tried his best to stay composed. He could feel tears welling up inside. Soflty, he buried his head into the male's chest. "I...I don't want to be abandoned...again." Before long, a droplet managed to run down Koneski's cheek. A rush of memories filled his already full mind. Everything he lost, only to lose more as the years went on. He didn't want to lose another thing he would come to love so dearly at his own fault.