Love At Gunpoint | Kurodachi

Thoughts

Published: 1.10.21

Trigger Warning: Mentions of Torture

  The moment they stepped into the building, Rokkaku and Kurosawa were led to a room hidden deep within. Their guide left and they knocked on the door, entering when a voice called them in.

Inside was Kurosawa Yuzuki, their leader and Kurosawa's older sister. She was pacing behind a desk with her arms crossed. Kurosawa eyed her movements for a bit before saying something.

"Aneki."

She looked up at him with clenched fists and her pacing slowed down, but it didn't stop.

Seeing how anxious she was, Kurosawa turned to Rokkaku and gave him a look. "Rokkaku, go find Minato and help him set up."

Rokkaku nodded and left.

Once he was gone, Yuzuki sighed. Before she started speaking, she rounded the desk and sat on it, softly tapping her fingers on it.

"We don't know how much dirt he has on us and he won't talk. Fix it."

Kurosawa nodded, holding back a sigh. "Anything else?"

"Find out what you can about his gang and deal with them once you get the information. We can't have anyone ruining us."

Kurosawa nodded and turned to leave, but his name was called just before he could open the door.

"Yuichi." Kurosawa turned with his hand still on the doorknob.

Yuzuki's expression was softer now. "Thank you."

Kurosawa nodded again and left, immediately heading towards their interrogation room, where he was met with his junior and his blonde friend. "Ah! Kurosawa-san!"

Rokkaku waved happily, as if oblivious to what Kurosawa was about to do, as Minato simply nodded in acknowledgement of his presence.

"Is everything ready?"

Before Rokkaku could yell it out, Minato spoke for him, "Mm."

Kurosawa nodded before heading into the room. Minato must've seen something in Kurosawa's expression that Rokkaku didn't [as] he urged the overly enthusiastic man with him elsewhere.

Kurosawa sighed as the door closed behind him, leaving him alone in a room with a man tied to a chair and blindfolded.

The man started squirming the moment he heard the door open.

Kurosawa ignored the man's struggling, far too used to this than he'd like, in favor of glancing at the many tools to the side.

They were placed on a [moving] table, just far enough from the man so he couldn't reach for it if he ever got the blindfold off or a hand free.

Kurosawa hated this job, but he was the best of the best and couldn't let everyone down.

On the table next to the varying tools was a phone and a set of bluetooth earbuds just for him. Kurosawa hated the sounds, the smell, and everything else that came with this job.

But he'll never turn down his family and push aside their safety.

After all, one misstep and everyone could be put on an immediate hitlist. And Kurosawa would never allow that to happen.

So, he walked over to the table with dread filling his stomach and picked up the earbuds.

He thanked whatever gods there were that he could read lips instead of having to endure the sounds as he put on the earbuds and connected them to the phone.