A few days later.
20.00, Mikey's office.
"Kisaki, I trust that you've handled that matter?"
Mikey leaned back to his comfy leather sofa in his office as he question his captain. Though his eyes gleamed with interest, his body language was relaxed — a contrast to how Draken looked next to him: sat up straight with intensity in his expression.
"Of course," sat in the sofa opposite his boss, Kisaki answered with confidence. "The rats has been taken care of. Four of them, three students and one police officer."
"Police officer?" frown was clear in Mikey's face.
"Yes. A woman, an officer in the Organized Crime Department."
"That is..."
"The same division with Tachibana Naoto, then?" Draken suddenly joined the conversation.
"Yeah," Kisaki replied. "I've talked to Takemicchi about this. He said that Naoto will help us cover her disappearance. It will be easy since he is her superior at work."
"Hoo...," Mikey's lips curved into a smirk as he changed his seating position. "Then, how did she 'disappear'?"
"Hanma?" Kisaki glanced to his Vice Captain who stood behind him.
"Took her for an acid bath inside a barrel," Hanma answered in his Captain's stead. "Nobody will ever find her."
"Hmmm, good job." Mikey hummed. "I don't need any uncooperative officers around."
"And the three students?" Draken asked. "Did you take care of them as well, Hanma?"
"I did."
All eyes in the room turned to the voice that answered: a woman sat in the sofa next to Kisaki's.
"I took care of the three of them," Yuzuha repeated her answer, firm in her tone. "Bullets between their eyes."
"And the remains?"
"Inupi took care of 'em," Yuzuha turned into her subordinate standing behind her sofa.
"They are at the bottom of Tokyo Bay as we speak," Inui added.
"I see," Mikey let out a sigh. "Well, so it's settled then. No more rats?"
"No," Kisaki's answer firm. "We've made sure of it."
"Good! Well then, Ken-chin! Fetch me that box on my table, will you? My taiyaki will get cold!"
And just like that, Mikey returned to his childish behaviour. Draken stood up from his sofa, now with bored expression, and handed what his boss requested.
"Not too much, 'kay," the fearsome Vice President now sounded like a nagging mother — a warning that Mikey ignored now that his eyes were gleaming at the rows of anko-filled fish-shaped snack inside the said box.
"Itadakimasu!" the short Alpha took a big bite of his snack "You guys want some?"
"Nope," Draken refused.
"Too sweet. No thanks," Kisaki replied.
"Nah~," Hanma declined.
"Me please. And one for Inupi. Thanks Mikey," Yuzuha took a piece and passed it to Inui.
"Thanks," Inui accepted his snack.
"(y/n)! Come here and get them! You like sweet stuffs, right?"
All eyes now turned towards you who stood beside Hanma. You were never a fan of the spotlight, but since the President had called you specifically by name, you had no choice but to step forward and took a piece of his offer. It was never polite to refuse your savior's command, you thought. And as the Executive Secretary, you never made it an option to refuse requests from Mikey, Draken, or the other Captains.
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Match Made in Heaven
Fanfiction"A man who was looking for someone to love despite his trait, and a woman who was looking for someone to accept her as who she is. They finding each other felt like a match made in heaven." This series is set in an alternate universe of Tokyo Reven...
