Ambition: A BIGBANG Fanfiction

Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Are Those Hoop Earrings?

A gentle snore escaped Daesung, causing Youngbae's eyes to fly open. He blinked harshly, before wiping the sleep that had crept into the corners of his eyes away. He allowed himself a gentle stretch, cautious to make sure he wasn't seen over the wall. The rest of his group was also asleep. Checking his watch, he realized almost four and a half hours had passed. He awkwardly tried to adjust his seating when a gravelly voiced resounded over a crackly intercom.

"Welcome Youngbae, Daesung, and Bobby's soldiers."

Daesung awoke with a start, his frantic eyes darting around, while Bobby and his men were quick to set their guns in various directions. Youngbae remained still.

"Have no fear, your beloved TOP will be joining you shortly. All I wanted was to welcome you, and to ask that you come out from behind that wall. The rats are upset that their home has been taken over."

Youngbae always had had a good reaction time, however, nothing could have gotten him moving faster than the idea of sitting on some nasty-ass, furry piece of shit's home. He was up and around the small brick wall before anyone else had a chance to move from their positions. Unlike Youngbae, Daesung and the soldiers calmly rose, hesitantly stepping forward so that they were visible.

After a moment, the now-familiar noises of the door's inner workings unlatched and the door was swung wide open. TOP emerged, straightening himself and smiling towards his members. Youngbae went to close the distance between them, but was cut off by a rapidly approaching Daesung, who quickly went to bring TOP into a hug before a sharp look in TOP's eyes and a slight shake of his head stopped him in his tracks. A pang of hurt flashed across Daesung's face, before it clouded over quickly with a dark emotion. He hung his head, trying to hide his feelings.

Youngbae tried to ignore the awkward interaction, focusing on how the "meeting" went down with M. He looked at TOP searchingly, but TOP's face only showed masked enthusiasm.

Youngbae raised an eyebrow. "So?"

TOP plastered a practiced smile on his face. "M has agreed to offer his services to us."

The intercom crackled to life once again. "Yes, indeed I have. Your Seunghyun was very....convincing in his arguments for me to aid your cause. Therefore, my men are at your disposal, and in addition, I myself will be joining you."

Youngbae's brow furrowed, studying TOP as the intercom droned on. As far as outcomes went, this was the best that they could have hoped for, but worry still lingered in Youngbae when he imagined TOP having to execute his 'convincing arguments' with this weird masked man.

"I have given Seunghyun a cell phone I will use to be in contact with you in the morning. That is all."

As the fuzziness of the rudimentary system tapered off, Youngbae noticed TOP's eyes shut as he let out a shaky breath.

"Let's go home."

[09.20.2015 - Present Day. Unknown location within the confines of the RMA HQ. ]

GD's body felt cold. He moved to put his hands between his knees, but found his body frustratingly limp.

"...And the backpack left in Seunghyun's room..."

Seungri? What backpack?

GD's head pounded.

"Oh for fuck's sake-- We need to talk to M about..."

He wanted to open his eyes to see who was talking, but his eyes just weren't listening. Maybe it was better to sleep anyways.

[09.21.2015 - The Next Morning. Conference Room at Compound 10 ]