Until Death Do Us Part (SakuAtsu Mafia/Assassin AU)

Infiltration Requires Stealth

Phase two of the plan was carried out perfectly. They got into the club using the employees only door, and got into position.

The place was crawling with security, but they all carried fake ID cards just in case they were questioned.

Atsumu and Oikawa went to the backstage dressing room, while Osamu went to the bar with Suna and Komori.

Akagi went to the door as an usher, and Kuroo took his place at the DJ booth.

Iwaizumi and Bokuto stood in the hallway connecting to all the private rooms.

The club wasn't too big, but it had a lounge-type vibe with a circular stage in the middle with a pole rising from stage to ceiling, and a long elevated stage way that led to the black curtains covering backstage. The lights were still quite bright for a strip club and the music was slow, as if waiting for something.

"Everyone in position?" Komori asked into his communicator, and a series of affirmative answers came in reply, "Good. Now, we just wait until Kiyo arrives," he said before he checked his watch, "Ten minutes until eleven. Get ready."

As if on cue, the tall, muscular figure of Kiyoomi walked through the door, his curly mop of inky black hair slightly messier than it usually was. He wore something casual, but dressed-up enough to not draw too much attention at the same time.

"And just like that, the weasel has stepped into the field," Komori said, earning snickers from the other members, "He is moving to the bar. Phase three is a go."

At the command, Suna rolled up his sleeve and typed something onto the keypad screen on his wrist before he looked over at Komori, "Cameras in private room eight looped," he confirmed.

Komori nodded and they picked up their trays and smoothly made their way through the crowd, passing Kiyoomi along the way without him noticing them.

Kiyoomi took a seat by the bar and Osamu moved over to him, a facial mask covering the lower half of both of their faces.

"What can I get ya?" Osamu asked.

Kiyoomi's head snapped upwards, recognizing the voice, and his eyes widened briefly as he recognized Osamu before he quickly regained his composure, "Uh, I'll have a cider, please," he answered.

"Flavour?" Osamu asked.

Kiyoomi blinked, "Uh... Cherry, please."

Osamu nodded and went to the fridge to grab a cherry Hooch cider.

He placed it in front of Kiyoomi, "Rough day?" He asked, and Kiyoomi huffed a laugh a nodded.

Osamu leaned down onto the counter, "Well, we got a new dancer tonight," he said, seeing the opportunity to make their plan more natural-sounding to whoever was listening to Kiyoomi, "Heard he's real good. Maybe ya should book a private dance?"

Kiyoomi raised an eyebrow, "I can't just do that without seeing the guy perform first," he said.

Osamu chuckled, "He's on in a few minutes, I can get one of my colleagues to move ya to a real good seat," he said.

Kiyoomi furrowed his eyebrows, realizing that Osamu was up to something, "Alright..." His eyes dipped to the name tag on Osamu's uniform, "...Oscar, I'll take you up on that offer," he agreed.

Osamu nodded, grinning as he waved down Akagi, who walked over almost immediately.

"Hey, Michael, can ya take this guy to the front row before Vixen comes on?" He asked, "He's havin' a pretty bad day."

Akagi nodded, "Sure," he agreed before turning to Kiyoomi, who looked at him with a baffled expression, "Right this way, sir."

As Akagi directed Kiyoomi to the front row of seats, right in front of the steps that led up onto stage, Osamu signaled the next part of the plan.

"Weasel has entered the forest. Phase four is a go," he said, continuing the weasel codes.

There was a snicker on the other line and Komori's voice came through, "Nice going," he said, "Operation Faraday will begin as soon as Teagan–" He paused to snicker at Kuroo's code name, "–announces Vixen's arrival. For now, everyone in standby and in positions."

Suna and Komori entered private room eight while Bokuto and Iwaizumi stood outside as security.

Osamu watched the club like a hawk from his vantage point at the bar.

Akagi began ushering people into seats with a simple, "Come on, take your seat before the show starts," before he made his way to the bar and sat down to keep watch.

Atsumu was backstage with Oikawa, who was hyping him up before he left to go keep watch with Osamu and Akagi. Atsumu took a deep breath, readying himself to walk up the steps and through the curtains when the cue came. It was time to act like he wasn't a complete shy mess once again.

Oikawa had fitted him with a black cropped zip-up jacket that wasn't much longer than the crop top, and pulled the hood up carefully over his hair and low over his face.

Before he left, Oikawa had said to, "Take the jacket off and throw it at Saku-chan," before he started his performance.

Taking a deep breath, he psyched himself up with all of the false confidence he could muster as he heard Kuroo's voice over the communicator.

"You ready, Vulpes?" Kuroo asked.

Atsumu grinned, pushing down his fears, "It's Vixen tonight."

Kuroo chuckled, "Good to know."

It was then that Kuroo's voice came over the loud speaker in the main room of the club.

"Can all of our lovely dancers please report backstage?" He asked over the microphone, "We have a special guest dancer tonight who deserves his very own spotlight," he explained with a tinge of mischief.

The group of girls and guys that made up the club's usual dancers moved off the stage without complaint and went backstage, wishing Atsumu good luck as they moved past him to their dressing rooms.

Meanwhile, Suna and Komori began rigging private room eight into a massive Faraday cage.

The stage lights darkened to low glows of red and purple as all of the dancers exited the stage.

"And now," Kuroo began, "All of you bitches and bros, and non-binary hoes, I want you to know that this dancer is only here for one night and one night only," he said mysteriously, "So count yourself as lucky you decided to stop by tonight."

Murmurs erupted throughout the crowd and Kiyoomi furrowed his eyebrows, trying to figure out what his team was planning. He recognized Kuroo's voice over the mic.

"Get ready, because if looks could kill, this boy is drop-dead gorgeous," Kuroo bit back a laugh, knowing that he was going to piss of Kiyoomi, "Now presenting: Vixen."

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