Thinking about being bad - 2

Kakucho Hitto placed two photos down on the restaurant table for the other executives to get one more look at their targets. He made sure to give direct eye contact to each one of his accomplices ensuring that they were in fact paying attention before continuing "Jay Kimura and Ken Mori have been selling information about Bonten to the Okami gang. Everything from where our fight club takes place to who we've been doing business with has been compromised because of them. They are unaware that we are aware of their betrayal." He paused as the waiter knocked and was let in to refill the men's glasses of bourbon.

After filling Akashi, Kakucho, and Kokonoi's cups the waiter was about to pour into Ran Haitani's when his brother grabbed the whole bottle. Rindou gave the staff member a blank stare full of boredom as if to say why are you still standing there. The waiter quickly took the hint, apologized, and left the room. Kakucho took a sip of his drink, cleared his throat and continued, "Our plan goes as followed: both Jay and Ken are going to be in Club Zero tonight. We are going to invite the two to share our section with us, drink with us, party with us. None of you are to compromise this job by getting shitfaced and sloppy. We will then be moving the party to the mansion and they're coming with us. I don't care if you must bribe them with drugs or woman; the goal is to get them in the van. Once we have them in the house..." he turned his attention towards Haruchiyo Sanzu who grabbed the bourbon with a smile.

Taking a long swig from the bottle he slammed it down on the table looking right back at Kakucho "Death to the traitors ♥" his belly laugh was anything but comical however it got all the men at the table stirring with adrenaline and ready to set the plan in motion. Pushing in their chairs, checking their watches, making sure they had no food or ashes on their clothes the men began to exit the restaurant from the back.

The exit door led to a small staircase on the outside of the building into an alleyway where the group's white moving van was parked. The door had no light overhead so anyone looking would only see the reflection of the van's headlights and the cherries of the cigarettes being smoked. The conversation was casual but scarce, mostly that of the Haitani brothers insulting each other's wardrobe choices of the night. Hajime Kokonoi's laugh cut short as he noticed movement towards the street just in the mouth of the alleyway....and now he was really laughing.

"Looks like Akashi's sister is going to be joining the party tonight too." He directed his gaze to the others, and they couldn't help but be confused. "Very funny Koko," Akashi said with a chuckle as his focus was on making sure he had the van keys in his suit pocket, "but Senju's sleeping over a friend's house tonight so it's not going to work this time."

Plenty of times before the others had fooled the overprotective brother into thinking he would be running into his sister in a public setting. "I've got proof; no fooling me." Akashi held up his phone for the others to see. The screen displayed the three girls very much indoors. Koko grabbed the phone, held it up at eye level, and turned it in the direction of the movement in the alley. Now under a dim light further down the alley closer to the street, two girls were taking off their coats and throwing them into a duffel bag on the cement.

The others all shifted their attention as well and Koko clicked his tongue, "Yup that is most definitely your sister, and there's that friend.....now where's the nerd?" With a lopsided grin he tilted his head back to look at Akashi while pointing at the girl in the picture with the glasses. Dumbfounded and pissed off Takeomi threw his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it. The brats must've ditched Y/n and went out to party instead of study. Good fucking luck Senju – getting into the club and getting any money from me the rest of the goddamn month!

"They must've bailed out on the dork as soon as she fell asleep! Haha!" Ran couldn't suppress his laugh.

Senju and Nami had gotten their coats off quickly. They were simply put on to avoid any unwanted stares and attention at the station and walking the streets to the club. Senju was clad in a shimmery silver two-piece, skirt and crop top with spaghetti straps. The color and shine reflected off her eyes and hair in an ethereal way. Nami had chosen a satin red dress, its straps crossing in the back and a slit running up one thigh. Both girls admired how the other looked as they disposed of the coats into Senju's duffel bag; they would leave it in the alley and retrieve their coats when they left the club later.

They made quick eye contact and the same thought hit them at once, "Where's Y/n?!" they both said out loud.

Rindou's eyebrow raised at their loud statement, "Seems to me like they all decided to sneak out tonight." The young men were all amused at how this would play out. If Takeomi was not standing there they would've started taking bets on the outcome. Akashi was about to step down the exit door's staircase and drag his sister by her ear when a voice called out. He stopped himself, a sick part of him wanted to see how this would play out too.

"You bitches fucking ditched me!"

Every pair of eyes in the alley, hidden in the dark or under the light, turned towards the voice. Y/N catwalked into the alley from the street, chin up and each step deliberate. She shrugged her shoulders; her coat came down and off revealing a black leather two-piece set. The tight top could've been mistaken for a bikini or sports bra, but it covered what it needed to. The pants were also skintight until the knee flaring out slightly to cover her short chunky heels. She couldn't wear the stiletto type Senju seemed to love to clubs or parties- it would be like asking the pair to break all on their own. On the outer part of the leg, the pants were held together by leather strings that settled on the hips in small bows, creating skinny x's down the leg. With one hand holding the coat she spread both arms out in a ta-da pose each step towards her friends was accentuated by the rock of her hips. Nights like this and Y/n was in her element.

Senju and Nami hollered, flooding the alleyway with compliments. "Sexy lady!!!" Nami yelled. Once Y/n was close enough though Senju's smile dropped and she smacked her flashy friend's head "Where the hell were you?! You need to stay with us!" Y/n's high quickly crashed with her friend's protective side showing. "I'm sorry Senju! For a second on the street I thought I was the one carrying the IDs and I stopped to check. I had my eye on you two I promise. For the rest of the night it won't happen again."

Clinging onto Senju's arm and over doing the puppy dog eyes Y/n got her friend to crack and smile, pushing Y/n off of her. "IDs are in the duffel bag stupid." Y/n stepped over to the bag, bending down to put in her coat and take out the three fake IDs the girls would need to get into the club.

As she handed the cards to each respected owner her signature troublemaking grin spread on her face "let's fucking do this!" "hellyeah!" "let'sgooooo" the girls amped themselves up and heading into the direction of Club Zero.

The Bonten executives were left behind in the alley unknown to the trio. Kakucho could've caught flies with the way his mouth hung open. Koko was still grinning and staring at Akashi to see what sort of dumb expression would be on the advisor's face. Ran and Rindou exchanged glances and smirked; their night just got that much more interesting. Takeomi was meticulously planning how the night's events would unfold as he headed over to the duffel bag the girls left behind. He picked it up, unlocked the van, and threw the belongings into the front seat. He already had a fucking headache and the night just started. Finally, Sanzu Haruchiyo was left awestruck, eyes sparkling, heart thumping. He felt as if he had just snorted a thin line of coke. His gaze still following the girls. He watched them give their cards to the bouncer and then they were out of sight and inside the building. He snapped out of his daze and thought to himself, Y/N, huh, well if I have ever dreamed of the perfect woman it would've been her.