Trouble in paradise (official)

Chapter 49 "ashes to ashes."

Benkei and Wakasa walk in from a mission, followed by Ran and Rindou. Shion has his feet up on the table flipping through channels on the 80-inch. The members meet each other in the living room and settle in for the meeting. Takeomi stumbled in late and plopped down next to Koko. He doesn't look like he's recovered much from his nauseating experience. His complexion has faded from a sour apple green to a slate gray. Takeomi leaned over curiously.

"Are you ok? You look a little—." Takeomi started.

"I'm fine!" Koko insisted. "It's just a little hot in here. Aren't you hot?" Koko hooked his finger into his tie and slipped it off. Just as Takeomi was about to answer, Kaku walked in to announce the start of the meeting.

"All right, decorum, decorum. May I have your attention, please? Before we get started Tsuki wanted me to remind everyone that we all are due for our quarterly physicals. Health screenings, std testing, and general wellness exams need to be completed by the end of the week. There's no excuse so make an appointment with the doctors here."

Shion scoffed and crossed his heels.

"Get your fucking feet off the table!" He sneered and shoved Shion's foot to the ground. "Mikey is down the hall. Act like you've got some sense before he bans you from the house, permanently." Shion huffed and listlessly brought his other foot off the table. "Keep it that way. It's not like you clean up anything around here."

"Heh, like you do?" He snorted. "I thought that was what we had these sexy little maids for. I like the new uniforms." He caught sight of one of the women as she entered the room. His tongue flicked over his bottom lip, as she passed. He leaned his head back and watched her walk until she was completely out of view. "What you hire em' for if not to clean up after us when we make a mess. Heh. Unless they're cleaning up something else." He bites his lip, stretching out his neck to try and catch another glimpse.

"Yeah save that shit. That's not something you need to concern yourself with anyway. You don't live here." Kakucho snatches the remote from his hand and turns off the TV. "You would think you wouldn't be trying to draw attention to yourself. But I guess that's why nobody respects you now." He slams the remote on the table. "If you kept your tongue out the maid's asses long enough you'd probably get some actual work done."

"Tch, now why would I do that? Company man. What's up with you? You're even more uptight than usual." He folded his arms and slouched in his seat. "I'm not supposed to get my dick wet now because you keep the fresh hoes locked up in your room? Your bullshit is probably the reason those sadity bitches walk around with their noses so far in the air."

"The fuck did you just say?"

"You heard me! You're passing those hoes around anyway. Why can't I have a turn? I don't know why y'all are being stingy. Pussy probably slack by now anyway. Tired ass hoes."

"You watch your fucking mouth!" Rage rushed through him like a brush fire. All he could think of was how many ways he could snap his neck.

"Could you wipe the coochie crumbs off your lips before you start yelling in my face? Please. It's disrespectful."

"Bitch I'll feed you to my fucking dogs. Who are you talking to—."

Kakucho rushed Shion, snatching him off the couch by his collar. Shion tried to beat his fists against Kaku's forearms to free himself but Kaku's fists were already locked. Kakucho's grip was firm. His thumbs met beneath Shion's Adam's apple and wrung his neck like a wet towel. The room was silent, aside from the ragged gasps escaping Shion's neck.

"Easy, big fella." Ran smiled, hearing the guttural clicking coming from his throat. "I mean I'd be mad too if I knew I didn't have a shot with our girls."