Haikyuu Mafia AU

Part 3

Akaashi stood outside the bar, mentally preparing himself for what he'd gotten himself into. He took a breath and entered the bar, not sure exactly what he was looking for. Immediately something caught his eye. A young man with grey-white hair sitting alone in a booth at the far corner of the bar. He followed his instincts and made his way to the back of the establishment. The man was staring at his drink, clearly deep in thought.

"Excuse me..." Akaashi interrupted his thoughts, putting an upset look on his face before he replaced it with a gentle smile.

"Hello there, I assume you're Keiji Akaashi?" He gestured to sit across from him. Akaashi nodded and sat down, "would you like anything to drink?" Akaashi shook his head. He reminded himself not to be distracted by this man's seemingly kind attitude. He was still dangerous. He was running one of the most dangerous organizations in Japan. He studied the man's expression carefully.

He just smiled warmly, "My name is Suga. You will call me that, boss, or sir and you will not ask my full name -ever- because it is just a waste of time. No one knows it but me," his smile didn't fade at all, but the way he said it made Akaashi want to listen. "Before I begin, I have a very important question," Suga's face dropped, Akaashi nodded, "you aren't wired are you? No hidden cameras or microphones? You aren't communicating with the authorities in anyway are you?" His face was serious, there was no hint at a smile anymore. Akaashi forced his face to remain the same.

"because, Keiji Akaashi, if you are, I will not hesitate on extreme measures to fix that."

Akaashi shook his head, "No sir," he lied.

Suga's smile returned, "manners, I like it," he sipped his drink. He began to explain his whole operation, obviously carful not to give any information away other than what he knew the police had already figured out. He didn't use names or say exactly what they were in the business of selling or buying. He explained in great detail though, despite seemingly leaving every detail out. Akaashi understood perfectly.

"And so," Suga stood up, "you will, for now, do what I say , you will learn from the people around you and you will follow instructions no matter who has given them. Because, Keiji Akaashi, you're at the bottom now," with one hand, he threw a long grey coat over his shoulder, "you understand?" Akaashi nodded, "good, follow me," Suga turned and walked out of a back exit to the bar. Akaashi did as instructed and followed right behind him. They made their way into an alleyway.

"Did you walk?" Suga glanced over his shoulder.

"Yes,"

"Good," He took out his phone, typed something, and put it away. Headlights turned into the alley, revealing a shiny, black car behind them. Suga opened the door and stepped aside, motioning for Akaashi to get in before him. They sat in the backseat next to each other.

"Home base boss?" The driver looked at Suga through the rear-view mirror.

"Yes please, thank you Iwaizumi," he smiled again. The driver, Iwaizumi, nodded.

The drive wasn't too long. Before Akaashi expected it, they were there. It was a small mansion — a mansion still, but not obnoxiously huge — with three cars parked next to each other in a wide driveway leading up to the front door. There was a tall, strong looking man standing at the front door... with a gun. Akaashi didn't expect not to see guns, but this reminded him of how dangerous these people actually were. Him being completely unarmed didn't settle his unease.

Iwaizumi got out of the car and held open the door for the other two men. He locked the car and walked inside, nodding to the man at the door on his way in. Akaashi follow Suga through the door.