Chapter 33

Faline

Faline shot the person one more time, the gun jerking back for a moment, making his arm do the same. He sighed, sliding his pink and black gun back into the holster. "See children-" 

"I'm a month older than you." Faline turned to Gucci, flipping him off before going back to the dead body. "See, children." He voiced harshly, glaring at Gucci before looking back at both of the men In front of him. "This is why you don't cross people like me." Dargan looked bored, he always looked bored! Faline wanted to shoot him next. 

"Ok, so we get it. You can shoot a person that is at like a five-meter distance from you, good job. Also, you are seriously the youngest." Ok, yep he was going to kill both of them. He huffed, walking out of the alleyway. Why did his friends have to be such assholes?

"Hey, did you know it's rude in America to leave a dead body somewhere!" Leo said, huffing and rolling his eyes. He leaned up from the wall. He was waiting on the three from outside the alley. Dargan looked at him, annoyed. "Isn't it rude everywhere?" 

Faline shrugged. He brushed his hands off. "Well, it's not here. At least not anymore. Since I'm doing it and I'm not rude." All three of the other boys, looking at him with a face that told him to shut up. "Didn't like, last week you seriously flipped off someone who complimented you on your hair." Ok, he was going to kill Leo too. 

"You three, are the literal worst." Faline huffed, going up to their motorcycles. Almost a year ago when Dargan and Faline first became allies to beat the police, Gucci and Faline somewhat forced Dargan to get a motorcycle. He had to be a part of their friend group, which meant motorcycles.

"Can we go get lunch? I'm hungry!" Gucci whined. Faline looked up to him, with an eyebrow raised. His bright blue hair had just dyed, the roots still neon. "I mean, yeah. We can." He said with a shrug. 

Faline and Dargan still had some unfinished business, since they might have made up, but the gang members might have not. So now and then, someone from one of their gangs might try to mess with something, which will end in them either dying or being kicked out. However, Gucci and Leo wanted to come, so they made it a fun day. 

"Oh my god, I heard about this new place. It's supposed to be good. It's a rice cake shop, can we go?" Leo asked, suddenly excited. Faline raised an eyebrow. "Are we gang leaders or kindergarteners…" Faline said, before laughing. Leo rolled his eyes.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I heard it's really good, so I want to go." Dargan shrugged, getting on his red bike. "We can go, I like mochi, so it might be good." He hummed, turning his head so he was facing the others. 

Faline revved his bike. "Ok Gucci lead the way since you wanna go eat." He said, causing Gucci to ride his bike out first, the other three followings. 

Apollo

Apollo silently watched as Kiyon battled a bear. Not a real one, absolutely not, but a mascot bear. They were at a fair, for paroling and car safety purposes. However, that was the exact opposite of what they were doing.

"Kiyon! That bear is just trying to live its life. Let it live!" He yelled, which made Kiyon turn to him. He walked over to Apollo, practically stomping on the lush grass. "Did you see how he was staring! He wanted to fight, Apollo! You could tell! He must not remember I'm in a-"

Apollo kicked his shoe, giving him the knowing look Kiyon once gave him. Apollo, after a little deliberation, joined the Kitty Gang, since Faline wanted him to, and it would make things a lot simpler for the both of them. 

"That fucking bear, Apollo! I will kill it with my pistol!" He said, raising a finger gun to the air. Apollo pulled his hand down. "No, you will not. That would be embarrassing. Or murder." Kiyon scoffed and bucked towards the mascot. He huffed, raising his hands and walking away. 

Jeez, what's gotten into him. He heard the voice of Monique coming from the speaker. They haven't talked since he told her that Tori and he got a divorce, which they did. He still keeps in touch with the other, but they don't talk much either. 

"0304 Officer Apollo, scheduled for patrolling around Kumamoto City." He sighed. Patrolling was his least favorite thing. He grabbed his things, before leaving the popular attraction.

Faline

They had split up after mochi. Faline could still taste the sweet and chewy food in his mouth. He sighed, waving at the guys once more before driving off. He had to go home and get clothes ready for tomorrow. He wanted to talk to another gang that they had recently discovered. 

Faline turned lanes illegally all the time, yet this time, an officer seemed to notice. Red and blue lights flashed behind him, making him groan. Just great, the one time that he wants to be alone. He drives forward, moving lanes legally and driving his motorcycle onto the side of the road. He looked down at the handlebars This sucks. 

"License and registration." A voice said, he looked up and the first thing he noticed, was childlike eyes. They were filled with innocents and hopefulness. Like those eyes were ready for whatever the word had to throw at them.  Hair fell over the man's face, barely covering his hazel eyes. His police hat leaned back to give the bangs room to move. His jaw was sharp, and his muscles were str g Yet those eyes were what pulled Faline in the first time, and they were pulling him in again. 

"Hi, baby," Apollo said happily. Faline smiled back. "Hi." 

Apollo leaned down to give Faline a long kiss, soft and delicate. A kiss without intent was always a kiss someone needed. Apollo broke away from the kiss, causing Faline to pout. Now that was rude. 

Now that Faline thinks about it, breaking into stores and burning things was fun. But this, now this was better.