Bokutachi wa Akuma; Chapter Six (Katori, Yuki, Yutaro)

In the streets of Harajuku, carrying an iced coffee beverage skipped a platinum blond male wearing dark black shades that covered his eyes. Despite his obvious male appearance, this man was very feminine looking. The male’s bright red lips, which contrasted against his pale ivory skin, wrapped around the clear cylindrical straw and inhaled slowly. Under the mound of whipped cream and chocolate sauce lowered the blended coffee beverage. Emitting from his baggy pant’s pocket came a happy, bright tune about a girl with Sakura blossoms.

“Hello?” placing his cell phone to his ear, his sweet, cheerful tone rang softly to the other person that called from the other side. “Oh, Yuki. What is it?” he stopped in his tracks, making the people behind him have to walk around him.

Yuki sat at a bench on the side of the road, waiting for a bus. He had a vehicle, but in order not to draw attention to oneself, he normally took public transit. His short, textured, black hair layered around his ears, almost blending with his large, black sunglasses. Though no one could see, he looked over all the pedestrians, studying all of them to the bone.

“Yutaro what are you doing?” He spoke quietly, questioning him. His deep tone was making this like an interrogation. “You're what? Shopping?” He sighed, sinking into the parallel beams of wood.

“Yutaro, I need to talk to you.” He stopped, staring at the pedestrians on the street. He squinted in attempts to heighten his vision. The pseudo better vision answered the question in his head. “Stay there, I see you.” He sat up, leaning his back against the wood boards. With little patience, he hung up the phone and rose to his feet. Looking back and forth down the busy streets, he started off; he interrupted the traffic, moving through the vehicles much like the old video game, Frogger.

Yutaro had lowered his cell phone from his ear, holding it innocently at his side before sliding it back into his pocket. He looked up and around, slowly raising his straw to his lips again. His bright eyes behind the dark shades lit up once he saw a familiar face.

“Yuki da!” he hopped up, spinning in the air. His arms were stretched out, running towards Yuki, ready to hug him. When a hand rose, keeping him at a distance from Yuki, he pouted and slowed his step to a slow puppy walk. “You wanted to talk?” He spoke sadly; he was only being cheerful before.

Yuki stopped, removing his shades by one arm of the metal frame. Giving his lips a quick lick, he reached out and stole Yutaro’s beverage, taking a sip. Licking his lips clean, he handed it back to Yutaro.

“Yeah you and Katori need to go meet Akira. Apparently aside from what you and Raike are doing already, he wants you to do more.” Yuki folded his sunglasses, clipping them over the button of his collar. “Its not just you don't worry.” Yuki had noticed Yutaro looked nervous, worried even.

“You, Katori, Raike and Kyoukei have some projects to do that he has in mind.” Yuki had once been one of six in a group, yet once him and Akira left for different reasons, it was up to Kyoukei to take care of the group. Being the nosy, control freaks they were, both Yuki and Akira did not trust that Kyoukei could handle the job.

Yuki looked down at Yutaro's hand again, Yuki took his drink again as he walked by him. Yutaro stood with a tilted head, thinking about what it could possibly be that Akira would want to discuss when he realized that Yuki started walking again.  For what reason did he steal his drink again, he wondered.

“Akira? Isn’t that Kyoukei's responsibility now, not his?” He questioned, he didn't like how Akira was taking over again. “Kyoukei is in charge now, not Akira.” Childishly he tried snatching his beverage back from Yuki, feeling smaller next to him. Yuki was older than Yutaro, he was also more mature and noticeably taller, and it was unfair to Yutaro.

Taking the final sips of Yutaro's beverage, Yuki handed back to him, empty. A bright smile appeared on Yutaro's lips, until he tried to take a sip out of it. Looking at the empty cup, he pouted looking back up at Yuki, wanting to throw it at him.

“It’s just a follow up project to see if Kyou can handle all of this.” He looked down at Yutaro again, placing his shades back over his dark eyes. “Just do it so Akira doesn't get up set again. You know what happened last time.” He flicked his hair, looking off to the side.  

Yutaro froze up, standing stiff as a board. The last time someone didn't listen to him, he freaked out, throwing things around, and even giving their friend Haikara a bleeding nose. It took Akira hours to calm down, and a ‘special treat’ that Kyoukei gave him. They were gone for hours that night; to Yutaro, only one thing came to mind, and that was not something he wanted to think about. When Akira and Kyoukei had returned, they were both overly relaxed and laid back, almost satisfied. Yutaro thought they had left to do sexual things be it with a random person or each other. With that thought left in his mind, Yutaro shuttered, shivering to himself. Little did he know, Akira and Kyoukei satisfied themselves in another, darker manner. That was when they had begun the long chain series of murders that had started up in the city of Tokyo. Kyoukei had started an addiction in Akira that, low and behold, he could not control. The addiction was something he had never experienced before; he had control over himself for years to prevent the addiction.

Yuki and Yutaro silently made their way to Akira’s meeting place. Yutaro wanted to ask more questions about this project that Yuki had mentioned, but he knew that it would just upset him more. Down the road, in matching dark shades as Yuki and Yutaro's, came a man walking in their direction. He held a certain strut, making himself seem bigger then he actually was. This shorter man, stopped in his tracks, slipping a hand in his dress pant’s pockets.

Parting his lips, Yutaro looked up at Yuki after noticing the man standing there, staring at them.

“Eh, Yuki.” Yutaro tugged on Yuki’s sleeve like a child. “It’s Katori.” he stopped for a moment before darting off to Katori, shouting his name out repeatedly.

He stopped inches from Katori, their toes almost touching. He looked straight across into the reflection of himself in the dark sunglasses. He was blank, holding the same look as Katori did, trying to intimidate him. Staring at each other blankly for a moment, Katori had burst out in laughter.

“Ah Katori, I thought you would be meeting us there.” He paused a moment before looking back at Yuki. “He made it sound like you were going to meet us with Akira.” Looking around, Yutaro and Katori stared blankly at Yuki.

He folded his arms across his chest, narrowing his eyes from behind his dark shades.

“Akira said this was your idea.” He became suspicious. Out of all of them who associated with Akira, Kyoukei was his absolute favorite. “You are jealous again aren’t you?” Katori and Kyoukei were close, so this did not fly passed him so easily. With being replied to with silence, Katori rolled his eyes, and turned around quickly, almost stepping on Yutaro's foot. Yuki was up to something again, trying to get Kyoukei in trouble again, and Katori was going to get to the bottom of this.

All three had left for their meeting in silence. In order to not cause a commotion amongst each other, silence was their best option. Yuki was not a fan of Katori, nor he of Yuki, and poor Yutaro was always stuck in the middle of their arguments. It was always him and Raike stuck in the middle, like the children of a custody agreement. Katori walked in front, trying to assert his dominance over the man with a huge ego, Yuki. For the most part it worked, except at every stoplight, Yuki walk ahead of him.