Chapter 29

Apollo

Apollo and Kiyon got out of the car, having changed into their police outfits. They had to go to Koshi and noticed the different police cars. Apollo walked up to the building, opening the glass door. It seemed everyone was doing different things, and everything seemed hectic. 

Apollo stepped inside, ready to go in a certain direction, before Kiyon pulled his arm, nodding his head towards a door. Apollo nodded towards him, walking to the wooden door and opening the room. 

There were two people, sitting at a table, with at least 30 officers behind them. Monique looks up and guides the two over to her. "What's happening?" Kiyon whispered from behind him. Monique sighed. "What happened to you?! I texted you guys at least an hour ago!" Kiyon looked at her bored. 

"We were both tired from the hell hole this morning. It's called sleep. What's happening?" Wow, Kiyon was way better of a liar than Apollo had previously thought. It was late though, almost eleven pm.

Monique looked at the two skeptically for a moment, before waving her hand and sighing. "We found out where the Kitty Gang is. One of the idiotic gang members left a sim card. Was able to boot it back up, a low and behold an address. At first, we just thought it was going to be only one arrest, but when we scanned the area, we saw a certain pink motorcycle in the back." She shrugged. 

"Alright! Let's head out!" The chief yelled to the group. He didn't know who the person was, so he assumed it was the Koshi chief of police. Apollo, Kiyon, and Monique all walked out of the building, and towards different cars. Kiyon looked at Apollo, before nodding his head and walking off. 

Everything seemed so stressful. 

Apollo slid into the passenger seat, grabbing his phone. He went to Faline's number. Be there in 30 min. At least 15 officers coming

He slid his phone back into his pocket. "So, you haven't told me about Tori recently." Ugh conversation, he didn't need that. He sighed, combing a hand through his brown and white-streaked hair. "Yeah, I don't think it's going to work," Apollo said. 

Monique hummed softly, though Apollo could tell that she was disappointed. Monique had always shipped the two, so whenever he argued with the other, Monique would always yell at him, though he tends to be in the right. 

`" What do you mean, 'not going to work out?" She asked, confused. Distraction time. Apollo turned on his phone, typing in his password and scrolling through Instagram. "I cheated on her." He said calmly as if it wasn't serious. 

Monique coughed, Apollo having to look over at her before back at his phone, she'll be fine. "I- what the hell do you mean you cheated on her?!" She asked, looking over at him. He snapped his fingers. "Look back at the road please." He warned. 

"I did. On purpose. And it was amazing. Now is the time when you say I'm a terrible husband because I cheated on my wife with a guy that was fucking amazing." He snapped back harshly. He didn't like the fact that she was getting in his business. She stayed silent, only the sound of the car gracing their ears. 

"A guy? Are you gay or something?" He shakes his head, scrolling through his phone. "So…." She circled her hands as if wanting him to go on. There was nothing left to say. "I don't know what I am, but that's not my focus right now." She nods slowly. He started to recognize some streets, they were back in Kumamoto. 

"Does she.."

"Know? Yes, she does."

"And what was her reaction?"

"Eyes on the road or else we'll crash."

"Sorry."

"She's ok, shockingly. I think we learned some things about each other."

"So no more Hitori and Apollo?"

"No more Hitori and Apollo."

She hums. "So what's the plan?" He asked, looking up at her for the first time in a solid ten minutes. She thinks for a moment, the car going silent once again. "Ask for them to come out slowly, if they don't we have to do a forced entry." She explains, slowing down at a street light. They were close, Apollo could tell. 

He saw a pink paw print graffitied in an alleyway, next to it was a gun with flowers on it. Apollo smiled softly. He remembered that night, and what they say to each other. He sighed, combing a hand through his hair as the car started to speed off once again. He grabbed his phone. Testing Faline once again.

Hey, we're almost here, get ready. 

Faline

Faline felt his phone buzz once more. He looked toward the other three. He can look at that in a second. "So, you guys know the plan right?"

There were three guns on the old wooden table, all facing towards their owner, almost like synchronized swimmers. One was blue, with the side of the gun having gold and black glitter, almost flaring out. The GBR name was carved into the side, a cursive look to it. There was a black and red gun, with perfectly straight lines dividing the two colors. It looked organized and detailed. On the side was a painted name, DBB. And lastly, a pink and black gun, with flowers on the top and down the side, almost the design of black ink coloring the bright pink. On the bottom were carved the letters FKG. 

Three polar opposite groups, coming together to fight for the same thing, it was incredible.