Shibuya Inferno: The Haitanis
"Don't mind my friend here. He's drunk."
They have one simple job: kidnap Detective Chifuyu.
(700 words, Unlimited event inspired)
"This sucks ass." Rindou leans back against the brick building, hidden in the shade and shadow. "Tell me again why I'm doing this."
"Because your eyesight is better than mine," Ran answers. "You'll see him before I would."
He scoffs at his brother. Of course Ran would sidestep the question. Avoid the answer they both already knew.
Rindou peers around the corner, taking care to remain out of sight. He scans up and down the street, eyes narrowing when he spots the detective approaching. "Alright, here he comes. Get ready."
Chifuyu turns down the side street, hands in his coat pockets and a bag swinging from his arm. Any other time, Baji failing to take out the trash would annoy him to no end. Leaving several days of garbage in the can is a fantastic way to invite bugs and other critters into the office. And that's the last thing they need.
This time, though, it was a miracle in disguise. The receipt— just laying there right on the top. Pristine and untouched by the remnants of yesterday's lunch. No fishing through the trash or dumpster diving involved.
"Stupid dress," he grumbles. Of course Baji's idea was pure genius. Although it could come in handy in the future, this outfit has to go back. He can't justify the cost into the office budget. Chifuyu can only pray that the store has a gracious return policy.
And then, it all goes dark.
"Hurry up," Ran hisses. "Before someone sees."
"You could try giving me a hand, you know." Rindou lifted the downed detective underneath his arms and dragged him towards the narrow passage between two shops.
"You're doing a fantastic job, otouto." Ran chuckles over the sound of his baton collapsing before he stows it in the inside pocket of his coat. "My part is done."
It's at that point a wrinkly face and a fluffy face round the corner. The fluffy face barks and Rindou freezes. What was he supposed to say? 'Pay no attention to the unconscious man I'm dragging off the street'?
He goes with the first idea that comes to his mind. He gives the elderly woman a disarming smile. "Don't mind my friend here. He's drunk."
Rindou and Ran both wave politely as the lady walks past with a look of utter disapproval on her face.
"That was close," Rindou mutters, snatching the rope from his brother's hands. "Let's tie him up and get the hell out of here."
Chifuyu's eyes slowly blink open. The back of his head aches and he lets out a low groan. Rope digs into his wrists. Somewhere, an overhead pipe drips. The sound echoes in the darkened corridor.
"Our guest is awake," a smooth and smug, yet familiar, voice says just before its owner steps into the dim light.
Chifuyu's bleary eyes focus on the silhouette that blooms into a tall, lanky figure. "Haitani."
"He remembers us, aniki." Rindou says in mock nostalgia. "We oughta buy him a drink when this all over."
"When all what is over?" Chifuyu asks, his wrists twisting and straining against the rope.
Ran ignores the detective's question. "He'll certainly need one. That's for sure."
Chifuyu glances around at the unfamiliar scenery. He must be somewhere in Under Shibuya. Which means Baji and the others might be close by. Possibly closer than he imagines.
Smoke stings his eyes and obscures his captors. His wrists are freed and he's yanked to his feet. Before he even gets his bearings, the smoke begins to clear. And the sound of Ran's baton extending cuts through the air.
"Well, that went well." Rindou's remark drips with sarcasm. He pushes himself up off the floor with a slight grunt. "That little bastard bit me."
"Then I hope he's had his rabies shot." Ran rises to his feet none too gracefully, his tall frame unfolding like a rusty lawn chair. "At least the mission was accomplished."
"Sure we do," Ran replies, brushing the dust off of his coat sleeve. "Our instructions were to grab the detective, which we did. Whatever happens after that isn't our problem, otouto."
"Kisaki might see it differently," Rindou fires back. "As much as I can't stand the guy, he's kind of our best option in getting Roppongi back."
Ran's expression turns sour. "Don't remind me."
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