Just Passing By (Soukoku)

III

Ocean blue eyes glanced through the whole market. He sighed as he did the same old trick on any easy looking target.

As the ginger's eyes locked into a white haired man, he smirked before starting to run towards the man who looked oblivious to his surroundings.

However, before he could even reach the man and his wallet, he was suddenly pulled back.

Chuuya felt his vein snap as he swiftly turned around to glare at whoever who had the nerve to do that. His eyes widened slightly when he saw the same brunette from yesterday.

Chuuya yanked his hand from the taller as he raised a brow. He turned, wanting to leave but the other stopped him.

"Still stealing?"

The ginger rolled his eyes, "None of your business."

Chuuya turned on his heels, about to leave but he didn't expect the brunette to follow him. It'll be bad if he follows all the way back to the building. All types of secrets would unfold.

So, he turned to face the brunette fully, "Can you not follow me?"

"Why not?"

"Or I'll sue you as a stalker."

"Believe me, its not that easy. I'm following you so that you don't steal anymore."

The ginger felt cold sweat trickled down his forehead. If he can't steal, he'll starve the night again.

Chuuya grit his teeth, "I have to steal, or else..." he trailed off butbit was inaudible for the brunette.

The brunette's brow raised, "Or else what?"

"You son of a bitc-" Chuuya cut himself off as he gave a final glare to the brunette before he continued to walk.

The brunette didn't follow this time and Chuuya was about to jump up in triumph.

"I rather you not use that privilege either..."

The ginger felt his heart drop, "W-what?"

The brunette smirked, "Do you really want to go back to that living hell where you don't get any contributions to the money?"

"You followed me that day?" Chuuya finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"Well, my subordinates did and I took over from there. Let's just say I might know your boss."

"Mori-sama?"

The brunette grimaced at the name before nodding. Chuuya raised a brow, "It doesn't matter. Just don't follow me."

With that,  Chuuya gave a last glare at the other and left. The brunette's smirk disappeared as he glanced at two townspeople who were also glancing at him. The brunette merely gave a signal and the two townspeople nodded and followed after the ginger.

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"If it isn't Mori-sama's favourite." Chuuya ignored the statement. He continued walking, making sure to keep his hand in his pockets.

He really doesn't want Shirace and his gang taking his, since they couldn't steal on their own.

Noticing the ginger totally ignoring them, the silver haired boy clicked his tongue in  annoyance and attempted to get the other's attention.

Shirace's elbow jerked back and his fist plummeted forward, instead of hitting the shorter, the ginger dodged the attack with ease. The silver haired man's eyes widened as he tried to attack once again.

Thankfully, Chuuya was saved by the line slowly getting longer. The ginger hastily joined the line and the gang behind him followed suit.

The same routine every evening. It was soon Chuuya's turn. Dropping the brown leather wallet into the raven's outstretched hand.

Mori smiled, "It seems yesterday was just a flaw. Keep up the good work, Chuuya." The ginger merely nodded and walked away.

Like always, Mori would stop him by grabbing the ginger's arm. "Stay at the side."

Chuuya could do nothing but groan in reluctance and follow the instruction he was given and he moved to the side, not blocking the other teenagers. He did not miss the glare and teasing face of Shirace and Yuan's group. He ignored and glanced away. That angered the gang even more but they couldn't do much since Mori kept a watchful eye on Chuuya.

It was just a few more minutes of wallets getting dropped into a box behind the raven haired before Mori was done. He put up a smile, walking over to Chuuya as he said, "Your friends didn't steal what you've stolen today?"

The ginger just nodded.

"That's good to know. Have you thought about the privilege?"

Chuuya felt the intense glance from the other and he bit his lip nervously. Mori noticed and smiled.

His hand reached out for the ginger but Chuuya coughed awkwardly. "I think I'm good. I'll be heading to my room now. I don't want to make you stay back."

A frown appeared on Mori's forehead as he stopped the ginger from proceeding to his room. Chuuya's eyes widened and his survival instincts kicked in. He struggled to get his arm out of the tight grasp Mori held him in.

The raven's frown became bigger as he dug his nails into the ginger's arm. Chuuya winced as he looked down at his own feet not daring to look at the other's gaze.

Mori glanced at the ginger in confidence.

"Hands off Mori-san."