Yellow Diamonds [AkaKuro Fanfiction]

Chapter 5

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Warning: Grammatical errors, limited vocabulary, unbetaed. :3

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[22:31]

Akashi swiped the display of his smartphone, and waited for its screen to automatically sleep. He slipped it back to his right pocket, before resuming his late night walk. It was already past a normal person's bedtime, but Akashi knew that it was the best time to carry out his stakeout mission. He may have decided to do it so early in the game, but he would rather accomplish things– no matter how small its relevance is to the case he was given– than dawdle about, and wait for a new victim to appear outside his apartment's door. He can always connect the dots from the gathered information, and easily come to an apposite conclusion. He does everything impeccably, and he will finish this case in the same faultless way.

Five more minutes passed, before he arrived to his destination.

Akashi was now standing outside the nightclub of interest. The white lights were beaming in front of his eyes as he slowly treaded the way, inspecting every corner of the club's façade. He discreetly glowered at the pulsing flicker of the bar's neon signage.

Kamiwaza (神業)

Such atrocity. It doesn't even appear heavenly, at all.

The massive structure may have been one of the most simplistic architectural styles he had ever laid his eyes upon. It was formal than what he had originally imagined it would appear to be in person, but he did expect something orthodox like this. He had seen the photographed profile of the club, but the picture was taken during the daytime, so he thought it will be more "posh" at night.

How wrong he was.

It would appear dull, barring the monstrosity of lights blinking excessively, which was very annoying to the redhead's eyes.

Akashi adjusted his phony glasses as he made his way to the entrance where a burly man was standing.

The man extended his left arm, blocking Akashi's way, before looking down at the redhead with his ebony irises. "Wait," the man spoke, his voice was low and husky, seemly for his muscular frame.

Akashi stopped just in front of the man, and tilted his head upwards. The man was too tall for his liking, but he has to act calm and collected, and not let any sort of unnecessary emotions slip in his face. "What?" Akashi asked. His face was relaxed, and his expression was able and cool.

"Ever drifting down the stream, lingering in the golden gleam," the man recited like a poem, his voice a bit pitched, slightly unbefitting of his outer appearance.

Akashi inwardly smirked. He had already seen this coming.

VIP members were privately given a loyalty card which will serve as their entrance pass to the club. Normal club-goers like Akashi, if you could call him that, were given a code to solve. As to what its purpose was, Akashi still isn't sure.

Akashi smugly raised his eyebrow inside his mind. Too easy for a password. No wonder, people easily get inside even without a pass. With an eased smile, he replied. "Life what is but a dream?" His voice was so smooth, and the way those words escaped his lips were filled with emotion that even the man remained staring at him in awe for a handful of seconds.