Who gave Karamatsu a gun?

Alleyways aren't the best murder spots

The first one to find out his secret was surprisingly Ichimatsu

Karamatsu had not intended anyone to find out about his reputation as a part of the Yakuza, but he did knew that eventually his brothers would discover it, one way or another.

He just didn't expect this was one of the ways he'd be caught in the act.

Him having his gun pressed onto his target's head, while Ichimatsu stood across holding an armful of cat food.

They both stood in silence, ignoring the sound of cries and pleas that came from the person under Karamatsu's short moment of mercy.

"Shittymatsu what the hell-" Ichimatsu finally spoke, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the sound of a gunshot and blood splattering.

The smell of gunpowder hits him, and he could still feel the sound of gunshot ringing in his ears, prompting him to cover them and dropping the cat food in his arms.

Once it was over, he blinks. Completely taken aback, as he's suddenly greeted with the sight of his older brother covered in blood, while the unknown man that was alive and breathing moments ago, is dead.

Ichimatsu has seen movies, horror and slasher movies to be precise. But never had he expected to see something such as a person being shot right infront of him.The hole that had formed on the person's head had burn mark surrounding it's skin, and how the metallic scent of blood makes him want to hurl, as well as the fact that it's still pouring doesn't help.

He doesn't even get a moment to process what just happened before he's grabbed by the hand, and immediately pulled to who knows where. Ichimatsu tries to protest, by attempting to wriggle out his hand free of Karamatsu's grasp, but only to fail due to the iron grip the second born had on him.

Eyes now locked on Karamatsu, Ichimatsu couldn't help but feel frightened maybe even terrified of whatever the fuck Karamatsu has been doing without any of his brother's knowledge. Because Karamatsu, the one who's most emotional, the one who'd lend a hand for anyone's troubles, the second kindest of their family right before Jyushimatsu.

Had shot someone without even sparing a glance of remorse to the corpse.

And that sent a tremor down Ichimatsu's spine.

He just killed someone

He could kill you

He would kill you

As more and more intrusive thoughts filled Ichimatsu's head, Karamatsu looks back at him, trying to find any sign of someone else following them, luckily no one did and that left him and Ichimatsu. He lets out a sigh of relief, before going back to look what's infront of him. He knows this alley has a lot of twist and turns, maybe even several paths that would lead them out of it, though he chose to find a corner that was further in.

What felt like hours had only been minutes since they both delved further in the alley, before finally stopping as they both catch their breaths and recompose themselves from the adrenaline rush.

Exhausted for whatever reason, they both slumped down, as the faint sounds of sirens faded in the background.

Ichimatsu who had basically collapsed on his knees, turns to look at his brother who had an unreadable expression on his face, whilst his own wore a very concerned look.

"What the fuck was that" he mutters barely audible

Nothing, no answer. Ichimatsu nearly attempted to jump at Karamatsu and hold him by the collar so he could ask questions, only to come a halt when he sees his brother's menacing look.

And Karamatsu, with a gun in his hand along with blood splattered all over his clothes just says "Something you won't be telling the others" which Ichimatsu would've bit back with an aggressive comment, but the way Karamatsu's voice was laced with venom and held no room for arguments sent him quiet.

So Ichimatsu stares, hundreds of questions flooding his mind, but now..

Now all he can do is stay quiet.

"For now just keep your mouth shut, I wouldn't want anything you saw from today be known by our brothers"

He doesn't say anything but nods regardless.

After all he doesn't want to risk his life.