The Fox and the Raven

Old Habits

The day passed. Toshio got out of bed and took a shower. After he was done, he went into his closet for at least an hour. He came out and Akimi almost died in his chair.

Toshio was wearing a stripping outfit. I was made entirely of leather garters and chains. They wrapped tightly around his waist and thighs and over his chest. Chains draped around the waist section and over his thighs a bit. He had a spiked collar around his neck that had a thick chain attached to it. His platform heels were at least 7 inches tall and reached his just below his knees. He had big winged eye liner on with a smoky eye, black painted nails, and lip gloss.

You could tell his figure was much more feminine than he cared to show anyone and he looked amazing. Akimi couldn't stop starring, eye widened through the lens. Then he got angry thinking about why the raven would dress up so much like this if he himself "was in Japan".

Toshio looked in the mirror and turned a bit before putting on a black leather trench coat. After that he placed a few knives inside his boots, as well as a small Smith & Weston hand gun. He eventually left his house which Akimi got a notification for.

Akimi ordered Nao to stay where she was, she complied. Akimi was wearing black dress pants, a black turtle neck, formal dress shoes and a Gucci belt. He wrapped his hair to the top of his head so it looked kind of short before putting a black suit hat and a black wool trench coat on. He carried a pack of Toshio's cigarettes even though he hated smoking. There was also two hand guns strapped to his waist already equipt with silencers and of course, a set of knives.

Akimi needed to blend in to the crowd and remain unnoticed in order to pull this off so he did just that. He look like an average, buff, mafioso. He looked in the mirror before leaving and gagged. "Ew- Men-"

Akimi followed Toshio but remembered to keep his distance. Toshio ended up parking behind a huge black building with flashing colored lighting inside. He opened his door and walked in through the back. Akimi climbed the metal staircase outside before cracking a window and entering above him. He hovered in the shadows.

A man with a military black haircut and grey snowy eyes lit a cigarette in his mouth and approached Toshio, looking him up and down. He stopped within a few inches and blew the cigarette smoke in Toshio's face.

"С возрастом ты стал сексуальнее, тигренок ... (You became sexier with age, tiger cub...)" The man said, hovering over Toshio's lips and holding his chin. He was a few inches taller than the raven.

"Не опекайте меня. (Don't patronize me.)" Toshio threatened, turning his face away.

"I'm glad you came willingly. I would have had to retrieve you myself and that... *The man traced Toshio's jawline*...that could have been messy. You know I am even more relentless than my sister." Alexander said with a smile.

"I should have killed you myself all those years ago..." Toshio said quiety, looking into Alex's eyes.

"Quite right..." Alex said with a smirk.

Alexander grabbed the back of Toshio's neck and kissed him hard. Toshio stayed perfectly still, not moving an inch. Alex got frustrated with the sudden statue and wrapped his arm around Toshio's waist, pulling him in roughly and kissing him again. Toshio whimpered. He looked scared. Like meek little bunny.

Akimi was ready to slice this fucker's neck open and watch his blood paint the walls but...He was here for a reason. He clenched his jaw extremely hard to keep calm.

Alexander let Toshio walk out of the room, slapping his ass as he left. Akimi was absolutely fuming as he waited for Alex to leave so he could follow Toshio. Eventually that happened and Toshio made his way into a room in the back of the club, placed his jacket inside, and walked back out in his new outfit.