Ferociousness

11:02 AM February 5 Division of Intelligence Agency

"You sure we're still safe while he's still here, blending with other people and working normally? Shouldn't we just do a raid, capture and then interrogate him after?" Tsukishima protested while making coffee for both him and Sugawara on the kitchenette.

"That guy?" Sugawara asked, staring through the glass wall at Kuroo who is now talking to Oikawa.

"Do you know how did he ended up in our agency? He was already working in here before I got in." Tsukishima handed the black coffee to Sugawara and pulled the chair out to sit. 

"He was hired three years ago. A year after, Kenma was recruited. Both of them were from the National Police Agency and the Prime Minister was the one who recommended them to us. They were the ones who replaced the agents who died two years ago. That time, when Atsumu's twin, Osamu, five of them died during a war involving the Sakusa clan."

"That was when Sakusa's father is still the oyabun (leader) of the clan, right?"

"Yep. The Sakusa clan, Kita clan and the Shibayama clan were the most popular families during that time. There was something unexpected happened during his father's era that made them a target of multiple yakuza clans."

Tsukishima took a sip of his coffee and turned his head to him, saying, "Data Breaching."

 Sugawara walked towards the sink and said, "No one knows the real identity or what does Sakusa's father looks like. All of the data that was stolen that time has all of the identity and account information of the clans. It caused dispute within the yakuza families as they saw an unnamed organization who was selling the information on the private data marketplace."

"How much was it sold?"

"A starting bid of $100M dollars was suggested and all of them, not just the minor yakuza gangs but also the three major families, were eager to get that data." Sugawara grabbed his handkerchief on his pocket, wiping his hands dry after washing his mug.

"$100M just for a data?!" Tsukishima doubted.

"I already told you, right? It comes with their account information. No one knows, not even our government, how much money  the three major families have. There are no records of their net worth or the extent of their assets including cash, investments, houses, real estates, cars and companies they own. That just means, if you have their account information, the data brokers can alter the documents and name it all after you."

"Then how much was it sold?"

"One billion US Dollars. The Sakusa clan won the bidding and they bought their own information, preventing other clans from having a look at it." 

"One billion?! That's a large sum of money." Tsukishima shockingly said.

"There's no way they can file a case for it cause even the government doesn't have any records about it." Sugawara added.

Tsukishima stood up and walked towards the sink, preparing to wash his mug too. "I wonder what happened to those data brokers after that bidding."

"They were all massacred and the Sakusa clan got their money back."

"W-what...?" Tsukishima stammered.

"Osamu told me about it. He was there with Sakusa's father on the day of the auction and for safety measures of not wanting the data breach to happen again, he ordered all of his men to kill everyone who attended. When the police officers arrived, the place was filled with blood and dismembered body parts. They were all murdered brutally and the CCTV footages were all corrupted so there was no one who can report or have an evidence of that incident."

"Then how did the Data Breaching caused the death of Osamu and the others?"

"The data brokers offered a new information to spare for their lives. That data contains the real identity of all the spy agents that was sent that time to spy on the three major yakuza clans. But after getting the records, without fulfilling their promise, Sakusa's men brutally killed all of them. With that enough information, Sakusa's father executed the five agents after knowing their real purpose of serving the clan."

"It pisses me how smart they can pull off everything." Tsukishima said as he grabs a hand tissue out of the box on the table to wipe his hands.

"Oiwake Takurou. You should be afraid of him. He's the saiko-komon (senior adviser) and wakagashira (second in command) of the three major yakuza families. Without him, those clans would have been gone for ages. He's a strategist and tactician that can respond to any situations and quickly develops an innovative plan that is useful on the long run." 

"He's the guy who has a lot of connections, right?"

"Yeah." He clicked his tongue in annoyance. "And I wonder how many people does he have connections inside this agency..." 

"You also don't think he is not alone, right?" Tsukishima said, looking at Sugawara. He followed Sugawara's gaze and saw Kuroo and Oikawa coming in at the kitchenette.

"Yoohoo! Suga-chan, can we join you for a coffee? Oh..." Oikawa looked over at Tsukishima and Sugawara and saw them already done with their coffee. 

"Kuroo, you bitch. I should have persisted on inviting Iwa-chan to drink with me instead of inviting you. You kept blabbering non-sense to me and now that Tsukki and Suga-chan are done, I'm here, alone, drinking my coffee while staring outside the window, think-----"

"We don't have a window here in the kitchenette, flatass." Iwaizumi cutted off Oikawa as he slides the door open. 

"Iwa-chan! I knew you can't resist me." Oikawa said as he runs over to Iwaizumi with his arms spread out, trying to give him a tight hug.

"Don't you fucking dare!" Iwaizumi raged, grabbing Oikawa's cheeks with one hand.

"Our break time is nearly over so we need to head back already." Sugawara smiled and waved them a goodbye.

"Sugawara!" Kuroo called out.

Tsukishima flinched upon hearing Kuroo's voice that made Sugawara felt like his blood had run cold.

"Tsukki, is there a problem?" Kuroo asked as he also saw Tsukishima flinched. 

Sugawara laughed it all off and gave a hard tap at Tsukishima's back. "He told me about the horror movie he watched last night and the ghost sounded really like you. He doesn't want to tell anybody but I think it's kinda rude if he keeps flinching whenever you talk."

"Is that so? Then I'll take note about that. I'll try to change my voice in a girly way so that you won't be afraid of me anymore." Kuroo said using a girlish voice but was still deep so it kinda creeps out people. 

Tsukishima frowned. "Stop it. It disgusts me a lot." 

"I was just joking. As I was saying..." He glanced back at Sugawara and said, "I laid out a plan in order for us to sneak in at Tokyo Medical Hospital and have in touch with Shibayama Yuuki. The documents are already in your desk and I want an answer from you this week about it."

"I'll look at it." Sugawara smiled and looked back at Tsukishima. "Let's go back to our office, shall we?"

As soon as they arrived back at their office, Sugawara sighed heavily. "That was really close."

"I-I'm sorry I just.... can't help it, knowing he's one of the traitors, I-I can't help... but feel scared of him some times." Tsukishima stammered.

"He'll be weirded out if you kept on flinching every time he talks."

Sugawara headed back to his desk and saw a black folder on top. "So what do we have here." He scanned through the pages and stopped at the third page. "Hmmmm..."

"What?" Tsukishima asked as he head backs to his own desk.

"I need to talk to the newbies." Holding the folder on his right hand, Sugawara walked towards the door and opened it with his left hand. To his surprise, someone was there, standing outside of their office.

"Why are you here?" Sugawara asked.

"I need to talk to you about something." The guy anxiously looked on his right and on his left before entering the Strategic Management office. 

"I was about to head on my way to your office so this is a perfect timing, Terushima."

Sugawara offered a seat for him but he refused. He roamed around, checking his surroundings if there were secret cameras or voice recording devices.

"If you're worried about that, I always check on those everyday before I start my work so everything's fine."  

Terushima sighed in relief. "I've been thinking a lot of things the moment I came in here in your agency."

"What are you talking about?" Tsukishima asked as he walks toward Terushima to hear him properly.

"It's Kuroo Tetsurou. He's the traitor, right? I know you already know about this, Sugawara-san." 

"H-how did you know about that?" Sugawara stuttered.

"All because of the profile he gave out during your meeting on our first day. Our agency has a separate database for every person here in Japan that can't be altered nor forged that's why I found out that Kuroo is one of them."

"What do you mean with 'one of them'?" Tsukishima froze, not realizing it's not just him and Sugawara who's thinking that Kuroo is not alone, but he's with his accomplices still inside the agency.

Terushima breathed deeply and gathered all of his courage to drop something that will affect not just him and his friends but also everyone involved in this case.

"One of them is the new head of the Kita clan."

12:06 PM February 5 Gangnam District Cheongdam 1 Neighborhood

Here comes a checkpoint wherein you'll be needing holy water brought to you by Akaashi. 

"You came again." A wicked laugh escaped Futakuchi's mouth as he stares at Atsumu's cum overflowing on top of his stomach.

With Atsumu's face all messed up, he's blindfolded and fully naked, his wrists and ankles are all tied up on all four corners of the bed and a vibrating dildo inserted inside him. He tried and forced himself to sit up but the rope tied around his wrists were tight. Futakuchi pushed him back onto the bed and started worshipping every inch of his skin and left marks wherever he could. 

He was writhing and whimpering under every touch Futakuchi has been giving. He started wanting for more. He wants something more other than the thing inside him. 

Futakuchi's nose and lips ran down Atsumu's neck and throat, kissing, nibbling and sucking, leaving hickeys to mark him. He soon trailed down to his nipples, his tongue swirling around one while his fingers relentlessly tease the other. 

"S-stop p-please...." Atsumu begged but Futakuchi doesn't even care and continued on what he was doing.

He grabbed Atsumu's hips with both his hands and ran his tongue around his navel before giving a nip on his hipbone. His hands slowly glided down Atsumu's backside to his thighs, leaning his nose up between his thighs.

"You smell good." He leans down and turns to Atsumu's knee and kisses his way up to his thighs, kissing, licking and sucking and then he's between Atsumu's legs, running his tongue up and down on his groin. He stopped and licked his lips, never breaking his gaze at Atsumu's face.

He gripped Atsumu's hard dick, giving it a slow teasing stroke and at the same time pushing the dildo deeper inside Atsumu that made him groan in pain. "You want something bigger than this inside you, right?" 

The blonde didn't answer. He was biting his lips hard as he tries to suppress his voice. Without receiving an answer, he forcibly pushed the dildo deeper making Atsumu's chest rose onto the bed. He leaned closer to his face, their lips almost touching. 

"You want it, right?"

Futakuchi was waiting. It's about time that the drugs take an effect on Atsumu's body. 

"Atsumu." The man placed the pill for ecstasy against Atsumu's lips and said, "Swallow this."

It didn't took him long when Atsumu slowly parted his lips just enough for Futakuchi to get the pill inside. He swallowed down his seventh pill making the effects on his body worsen as time pass on.

"Good boy." Futakuchi's voice sent shivers down his spine as he slowly moved between Atsumu's spread legs.

"I think it's time."

He grabbed his phone he had placed on his bedside table and started filming. He gripped Atsumu's dick with his free hand, gently blowing at the head and filming as more precum pearled onto Atsumu's stomach.

Atsumu squirmed and cried out calling someone's name. 

"S-sakusa..." 

Futakuchi clicked his tongue in annoyance and forcibly removed Atsumu's ties on his wrists and ankles and the dildo inside him. He gripped Atsumu's arm and pulled him closer to him, with his chest against his. 

"Sakusa..." He breathed as he rested his head against Futakuchi's shoulder, feeling himself becoming more and more needy.

He doesn't know what he's feeling anymore. All he knows right at that moment was the smell of cigarette was stronger than Sakusa's and every touch the man makes and kisses he gives are rougher unlike Sakusa's gentle touches and passionate kisses. 

They stayed like that for a long time until something finally clicked inside Atsumu and he lost all of his inhibitions. He lifted his face up and straddled Futakuchi onto the bed. He cupped Futakuchi's face up, tilting his face upwards, he slowly leaned closer to him for a sloppy and needy kiss.

A soft chuckle escaped Futakuchi's mouth. "I knew you'd give in." He cupped Atsumu's face and returned the kisses Atsumu was giving. 

"Touch me." Futakuchi ordered. Atsumu reached in between their bodies, gripping both of their erections in his hand.

He threw his head back as Futakuchi kissed his neck, roughly biting onto his clavicle. 

"M-more." He gently raised Futakuchi's chin, meeting his lips. 

Futakuchi breathed deeply as Atsumu's eyes closed before leaning down and giving him much more deeper kiss. 

Atsumu smirked against his lips and said, "You're gonna die today." 

As soon as he uttered those words, Futakuchi felt a sharp pain on his tongue. He pushed him hard out of the bed while holding his mouth and groaning in pain. 

Atsumu grabbed this opportunity to remove his blindfold and crawl away from Futakuchi, trying to look for his clothes and check if he still has the gun that Sakusa gave him but his vision was too blurry. He tried to use both of his hands and it didn't took long when he felt a piece of cloth on the floor. It was his pants where he hid his gun.  He hastily reached out for his holster but unluckily he found nothing.

"You're looking for this?" 

Atsumu slowly looked over his shoulder and saw Futakuchi holding a Tokyo Marui Desert Eagle .50 AE Hard Kick GBB Pistol. It was the gun that Sakusa gave him before he went out with Oiwake. 

"I've been being patient with you, Atsumu. You're really pissing me off right now."

He walked towards Atsumu and pulled his hair hard. "Your prince charming is a minute late now." He pointed the gun vertically upward his neck and said, "Any last words?"

 All finally sink in on Atsumu's mind. He's on the brink of death. What's worse is, he hoped that Sakusa will come to rescue him. Sakusa won't and will never come. He won't waste any time to rescue a guy he just met a month ago. He won't throw his life to someone he just slept with once and he won't even care if he dies right then and there. He felt delusional. All of his hope left, thinking that Sakusa really do cares for him, vanished into thin air. 

He felt disappointed at his self of not getting a revenge for his twin brother, a decision he made that cause death to his subordinate and having this weird feelings for a person he was suppose to kill. 

"Nothing? Well then..." Futakuchi placed his index finger on the trigger, preparing to shoot Atsumu.

"As if...."

"What?" He pulled Atsumu's hair harder. "You saying something?"

Atsumu glared back at him and screamed right into his face saying, "As if I'll die as a loser!" 

He grabbed the gun from Futakuchi and they fought over. He desperately fought the gun for control but the effects of the methamphetamine and ecstasy are getting worse. He tried to grip Futakuchi's hand, swinging it as hard as he can. 

"Fuck." 

Futakuchi quickly kicked the gun away at the other side of the room as he saw Atsumu, crawling his way to grab the gun. He took a grab of his left leg to stop him from moving but Atsumu used up all of his remaining energy by kicking the man's face. Futakuchi groaned in pain and blood started flowing through his nose. 

"You fucking slut I will kil---"

Futakuchi was cut off as he saw Atsumu holding the gun and it was pointed at his head.

"Goodbye, you fucking pervert." Atsumu was about to shoot him in the head but a wicked laugh echoed inside the room. 

"Do you think you can kill me that easily? Especially here in my territory?"

Atsumu frowned. "W-what are you talk----"

"Drop the gun now."

 Atsumu slowly turned around his head and saw five of Futakuchi's men surrounding him with their gun's pointed at him.

"I said drop the gun now." Aone commanded.

Aone watched as Atsumu slowly dropped his gun down to his side before finally raising both of his hands up. 

"Good timing, Aone." Futakuchi said as he grabs a tissue out of a box to wipe his bleeding nose.

"I'm glad I came here in time but we are all here to say that Sakusa has arrived."

Futakuchi smirked as he turns around saying, "Why don't we give him a show, Atsumu?"