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Third person Pov:

Atsumu was following after Sakusa telling him left and right as to guide him towards his bedroom for a change of clothes.

They came to a section of the hall where it went three ways from the hall they walked from.

"Ok good! now straight forwards and then we'll be at my room!" Atsumu smiled, thinking he was going to start not putting up a fight and begin listening to him.

Oh how wrong he was. Sakusa took a left and sprinted down the hall, running while watching the halls pass by him. The assassin could hear footsteps close behind him along with static and mumbled talking - most likely a radio of some sort - he dashed in a room full of dusty old boxes and sofas, dipping behind a rusted piano.

"Guys come to the left wing basement room. It's urgent!" Atsumu said, looking around in a panic before releasing the 'speak' button, trying to search for where Sakusa hid.

While Atsumu was frantically running around the room looking for the loose criminal, Sakusa snuck behind him, forcing him into a headlock then dragging him to the ground. That's when Suna and Aran burst in with guns aimed straight at Sakusa's head.

"Let him go and come with us peacefully, we don't want any more trouble than what's already been done." Aran spoke clearly.

"Ugh!" Sakusa exclaimed as he let go of the blonde twin, standing from his knees when he let go.

"Just come with us, Kita wants to speak to you." Suna said as he walked towards the germaphobe, putting handcuffs on him, leading him to an office.

Sakusa had looked back to check what was happening and Atsumu had walked off to where assumed was Atsumu's bedroom. With the two men escorting Sakusa down the halls he took note of where they were going before his neck started to sting rather badly, it was the same feeling from the time he ran during the mission to kill suna.

They finally reached an office, at this point the two mafia members were holding him up as he walked. He got thrown inside, sat down on a chair and got his handcuffs tied to the seat.

He was biting his lip in pain, trying his best not to cry out a stream of curse words. He felt the same as to before he passed out during the mission but then it started to die down a bit, the pain gradually stopping, slowly coming to a halt as Atsumu walked in the door.

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