Colorful Talk (NijiEN fanfiction)

That feeling (Pt.2 for the last chapter)

———————— 3rd POV:

Mysta was getting ready for his trip. He got his gloves on and put on his hat. He put on his white jacket.

"Y/N, I'm going out!" He called from the doorstep. "Thank you again for telling my followers that I won't be streaming for 2 days!"

Mysta closed the door behind him and started walking to the bar where he and Mysty met up the other day. He started worrying about the case.

As he arrived, he saw Mysty waiting at the front door.

"Hey dear, you're finally here~" Mysty greeted.

Mysta still got flustered whenever Mysty called him "dear". But he was getting used to it.

"Yeah. So, we start now?" Mysta asked.

"Yep. Use your amazing sense of smell to track down the criminal."

Mysta took a deep breath and started to sniff.

"I don't think there is any obvious trace here... How about we go to the room first and then find our way out?

"Sure." Mysty agreed. She looked more serious than the moment when Mysta first met her.

The two headed towards the small room.

Mysta was about to sniff his way out of the bar but Mysty staid: "Do you know Sonny Brisko? The amazing commander. We will be working with him to find the criminal."

Mysta nodded and kept on sniffing.

"Wait. The thief did not go out through the front door. He..." Mysty also started sniffing. "Wait. He escaped through this window."

Mysty opened the only pair of curtains and exposed a medium-sized window.

The two clambered out of the window and landed in the abandoned "backyard" of the bar.

"Ah, my sniffing skills don't work so well out in the open space." Mysty rubbed her nose. She made a small sneeze.

Mysta smelled the odor of the criminal, then said: "This way."

They walked for a long time. "Are we there yet~" Mysty started yawning.

"Don't complain, b*tch." Mysta started getting impatient because Mysty had asked the same question for almost 5 times already.

"Young man, watch your language." A voice appeared out of nowhere.

"AH, F*CK, WHO IS IT!!!" Mysta, who usually swears out of anger or excitement, turned around.

He found a figure with bright yellow hair and eyes of a greyish-purple color. "Commander Sonny Brisko here. You're Mysta Rias, aren't you? And this decent lady's name is Mysty Rias, am I right?"

"Yes, honey." Mysty answered. Her voice was trembling a bit but she still sounded calm.

"Good. I will be working with you both for the rest of this case." Sonny nodded.

They continued.

"Oh! I know where the thief is! This way!" Somehow Mysty found the way.

A small alley lead their way to a convenient store. Mysta sniffed around the convenient store.

"It's here." Mysta stopped sniffing and stood upstraight.

"So the criminal is here?" Sonny asked.

Mysta nodded.

"But this is just a convenience store... how can this even affect our investigation?" Sonny doubted.

It was 5PM at that night. It was so quiet that Mysta's heart started pounding. The three hid in a bush near the store to spy on whoever was in the store.

"Oh nyooooo, I'm so sleepy... As there are no customers, I gotta go into my valuables storage room to count my golds!" The voice mumbled but loudly to himself.

Sonny's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the Rias' and turned his back towards them. He was covering his mouth with one of his hands.

"Officer, what's wrong?" Mysta asked.

"Nothing." Sonny replied.

"The 'oh nyo' sounded so familiar... could it be... no wait, but a lot of people would also say 'oh nyo' a lot too... it couldn't be him." Sonny thought to himself.

But he decided to take a look at what's inside.

"Come, dear detectives. Let's go inside the store and take a look."

"Hun, are you sure?" Mysty looked at Sonny with a concerned expression on her face.

"It's alright." Sonny nodded without hesitation.

So they entered the store...

"VSF FORCES! HANDS UP, YOU FILTHY SCUMS!" Sonny yelled as usual.

"Na... nan... ehhh??" The figure turned towards Sonny as he was about to unlock a door.

"I found you suspicious. Are you Alban Knox the phantom thief?" Sonny asked firmly.

"Wh-what do you mean? I'm not a thief, I'm the manager of this store!" The person protested.

"What's your name?" Sonny questioned.

"I'm A-Albanyan!" The so-called "Albanyan" answered.

"Please show your license for managing this store."

Albanyan looked calm, but his hands were shaking.

He went into the door and a few seconds later, came out with a paper signed with his name.

The signature read: Alban Knox.

Damn, Sonny thought, it was really him.

"O-Onii?" Alban asked.

"Otouto... I mean- Alban..." Sonny hang his head. He couldn't look straight in Alban's eyes, probably because he was disappointed. The entire time his grip was clinging to the gun tied to his waist, and now the grip loosened. Guess he couldn't punish Alban too hard after all. Their friendship lasted for so long that sometimes it was doubtable that they were more than friends.

"What the...?" Mysta interrupted the long silence between them.

"You two can go now, leave the rest to me. I promise I will give back the diamonds within the next day." Sonny turned to the Rias'.

After the two left? Sonny put Alban's gloved hand into his.

"Sonny onii-chan... are you gonna... p-put me..."

"It's okay Alban... I know how many times I have told you not to steal things from other people... I won't make you go to jail, but please stop and close this shop for several days, as we need to give the valuables back to their owners."

To Sonny's surprise, Alban's tears were streaming from his cheeks. "Sonny... I am sorry... I am sorry for all the trouble that I have caused... I haven't expressed a feeling that I have had for you for a long time... it's that..."

Sonny wrapped Alban in a big hug. "You already stole something away from me, that is my heart." Sonny moved closer to Alban's ear and whispered: "You like it here? I like you."

Alban said something but was muffled because he buried his head into Sonny.

"Now, let's get all your guilt cleaned up. Let's return those diamonds back to Mysta and Mysty, and we will return all the things you stole to their original places. Let's go."

Sonny picked up Alban's hand, and together, they went into the small room to get the diamonds.