The Gangster Had Fallen

Chapter 7

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"MAEHARA!!!" The red headed guy roared, opening the male's bedroom with a loud 'thud'.

The room isn't that bad. Wooden floor, huge bookshelves, walk-in closet, sofas, and a king sized bed were in there. And also a comfort room.

At the bed, Karma saw some movements. The thick comforter shuffling softly, when a tired Maehara sat up from his deep slumber.

Karma brought out his golden pistol and aimed it towards the new woken up guy. But as expected, Maehara didn't even care.

"Get up now!" He ordered, placing his finger at the trigger.

"H-haaaaaaa? But I still want to sleep, you fucker!" He pouted, diving back in his bed. Making Karma to click his tounge, angrily.

Surprisingly, gunshots were heard. The whole mansion was startled when they heard it. They thought that someone invaded their territory. But it's just a mad Karma. Immediately, men from Karma's godly gang came, widening their eyes when they saw their Boss shooting non-stop Maehara's bedroom.

Karma's face was full of veins, face was devilishly smiling like a maniac. His left hand holding the pistol, while the other hand was throwing lots of shurikens at Maehara.

"What the fuck, Boss Karma?! What are you doing?!" Tomohito Sugino, asked. Peeking inside the mess of a bedroom.

He gasped. "Is Maehara dead?!"

Karma ignored him, putting down his gun and stopped shooting shurikens. Everyone looked at the messy place, gasping when they can't even recognize their gangmate's room.

"I KNOW THAT YOU'RE HIDING UNDER THAT SHITTY BED, MAEHARA! COME OUT NOW OR I'LL BATH YOU WITH LOTS OF BULLETS IN THERE!" the devil warned, ready to attack again.

But halted when a voice spoke. It is Maehara hiding under the bed, his pajamas being ripped off because of the sharp shurikens.

"Fine! I'm up!!! Wait for me! We're going to school, goddamn it!"

Karma grinned. "You should have said that earlier. Now, your room is ruined."

"You bastard!"

The other gangmates' mouths were hung open.

Boss is crazy!

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"Good morning, Shiota." Asano greeted, as always, sipping his cup of coffee. He eyed the bluenette, still wearing a long sleeves. And wore some jeans at the lower part of his body. His bag, hanging in his shoulders.

Nagisa gave him a shy nod. "G-good... m-m-morning..."

"I made breakfast. Now, eat." The strawberry blonde said, gesturing Nagisa to sit down across him.

The smaller boy obeyed him.

"Itadakimasu!"

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"Have a good day, Shiota." Asano spoke, patting Nagisa's soft azure locks. With this action, the other guy seems to blush.

Nagisa looked away. "Y-you... t-t-too.."

The taller boy gave him a charming smile. "Oh, I will."

Then, Asano left, after giving Nagisa a wave.

Nagisa stared at the front of the school, inhaling deeply for another hell of a day. Some students glancing at him confusedly, because he's been at the entrance for a long time now. Nagisa tried taking a step forward, but he can't.