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Boboiboy couldn't believe the unsettling face he is making because of the thought of Yaya bailing him away again.

For the 2nd time, Boboiboy feels upset and angry at the same time. He was now returning to the City while Yaya stayed at the island.

Always leaving me behind.

Boboiboy thought while watching the sea view, he was currently staying outside with the wind brushing against his skin giving him the chill vibes. The cold breeze and the sound of the waving sea was vibing his unsettling feeling.

"Boboiboy?"

Boboiboy turns his head to see Sai.

He averted his eyes and ignore him.

"I know we're not in good terms but I just want to say I'm sorry for behaving like a douche to you back in the Alcatraz." He sincerely apologize while Boboiboy stayed silent listening to whatever hes saying, he wasn't on the mood to talk, so Sai figured its best if he doesn't hear something from him for the meantime. He understood.

They stayed there for a meantime not minding the chilly breeze.

"Sai." Finally Boboiboy spoke.

"What is it." he responded

"Can you tell me something."

"Like what?"

"What it's like to be in the Mafia."

1 Week Later

Back in the Island, Yaya was still there completing her mission. She was happy but feeling low at the same time because for the first time she felt lonely, there was no one to bother her like Boboiboy who usually being troublesome around her.

She chuckles at it as she remembers the funny moments she had with him, so that's why she is determined to finished this mission and see him again.

It got cut off when an explosion took place, Yaya closes her laptop and takes out the gun from her drawer she loaded her gun. She took the laptop hiding it somewhere in her room. Sounds of Heavy footsteps started in all over the place, Yaya figured she has to leave. She took the laptop and didn't hesitate to jump to the window, landing safely in the ground she fastly started running away from the house abandoning her other things.

While running some of them were chasing after her, shooting her down but for Yaya fortunately she was lucky enough to avoid the incoming bullets thanks to the streets shes running at saving her.

"Find her! And if she resists finish her!"

Yaya didn't stop and kept running away.

As she ran out from the urban houses she kept dodging the incoming bullets in every corner she enters, she felt exhausted but she had to run away inorder to not get captured she stop in a big three peaking for the enemies she could sight. She pointed her gun and shooted one of them.

Then hurriedly left her spot, from the mangroves she found herself entering the beach area. Citizens in the beach started panicking after hearing gun shots from her enemies.

"YAYA YAH! SURRENDER NOW!"

Yaya's POV

I kept ignoring them and stayed running despite the exhaustion atleast I need to get away before i get myself abducted or worst get killed. This time they were persistent, the Outside Organization must be running out of patience after their failed attempt to kidnap Boboiboy.

This time I won't let myself captured.

I was hiding here behind a group of thicl mangroves hoping the enemies won't found me here. I was nervous yes but I need to be tougher and stronger than this.

I loaded my last gun, my instincts tell me it was all clear but unsettling.

As I got out a gunshot took place and my arm was hit, I groan in utter pain. It was hurting but I can't stop here now. I stood up and run for my life not until I reach the back to the City.

Still being chased down, I tried everything I hid but they found me, I fought back but they outnumbered me. I was getting a little tired.

Then suddenly in the middle of the road a car went straight at me, losing my focus.

×××

6 Months later, At the City. Boboiboy was being trained and is now running the city in his hands. Governors or even the president weren't touching him.

Everyone in the whole country knew Boboiboy already had the weapon that threatens the city if someone were against the Mafia.

Attacks and Ambushes were all stopped as he step up to the position in the Mafia.

"Are we shipping the weapons? The American Mafias are not patient about it." Fang informs as he enters the dark room of Boboiboy's office.

"The Weapons are shipped already a weeks ago, how are they still meddling about this!?" Boboiboy angrily says.

Fang disagrees with him. "They sent a message, the weapon never reach America."

"Do something about it, there could be a snitch or someone stole it." Boboiboy said as his assumption has a possibility about it which Fang thought the same thing.

"I'm on it." Fang said and left from his office. Ever since Boboiboy took the job, he never felt comfortable about it. Many Mafia Men were coming ti him asking him permissions about weapons, tasks or mobs doing something in the City, underground fights. Since he's the one running the City under his name.

He didn't heard of Yaya anymore six months later, her name wasn't on the news or in talks of the Mafia. The Pink Assassin was nowhere to be found or heard any longer.

As he walk in the Mansion, he stop when he remembers her fetching him from the prison.

"Boboiboy?" he turn to his side to see his Grandfather Aba.

"Grandad." Boboiboy called.

"You've been busy my grandson? Are you alright?" he ask, Boboiboy smiles at his grandad making it easy but it wasn't. He turns to his grandad.

"Yeah its been awhile grandad, I just miss home." he excuse hoping to escape his Grandfather's suspicious on him which didn't go well.

"You can't fool me Grandson I know something is bothering you." Boboiboy averted his gaze he couldn't face his grandfather and just stayed quiet. He doesn't want to talk about it. His Grandfather sighs and starts to walk away giving him the space he needed.

Boboiboy puts both of his hands in his pockets and then stares at the sky, he was currently standing in a balcony gazing at the blue sky tainted with orange and pink colors with the sun setting sooner.

With his mind thinking at it.

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