Turtle Pear Hotel
tinyangl, 435 words
Akanishi Jin/Yamashita Tomohisa, Nishikido Ryo, Tegoshi Yuya.
A/N: AU snippet meme: "Yamapi and Jin as leaders of rival gangs. Genre doesn't really matter :D" for
kuroiusagi93 (Originally posted
here.)
"Fuck!" Yamapi curses, slamming a fist against his table. Papers teeter close to the edge of the desk before spilling over. Ryo only watches silently. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!"
"I rarely kid," Ryo says dryly. Off Yamapi's dirty look, he continues, "I don't care if that was rhetorical. I answered."
Yamapi's glare hardens and he slams his fist against the table again. "Call Tegoshi in here." Ryo nods, walking out, slamming the door behind him. Yamapi flinches.
Tegoshi walks in only a few seconds later, blinking up at Yamapi - not looking at all like a member of the gang who'd just killed two people the week before. "What's wrong, Yamashita-kun?"
"You know someone from the Reds, right?" Yamapi asks.
Tegoshi blinks, looking obviously stunned. "I-" he starts. "Look, I know that we're not supposed-"
Yamapi waves him off. "It's fine, whatever. Just tell him to get Akanishi to meet me at the Turtle Pear hotel."
Tegoshi's eyebrows meet the top of his bangs. "At the Turtle Pear hotel?"
Yamapi's eyes narrow. "Just pass the message, Tegoshi."
Tegoshi nods, slowly slipping out of the room. "Yes, Yamashita-kun."
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"What was that all about?" Ryo asks Tegoshi.
The younger boy turns to him, eyebrows furrowed. "He wants me to arrange for a meeting between him and Akanishi."
"That's nothing new," Ryo snorts. "Sounds like normal to me."
"At the Turtle Pear Hotel?" Tegoshi adds.
Ryo blinks at him. "That's a little different."
"Is there even such a place?"
Ryo keeps quiet, not really knowing the answer to that. Tegoshi shrugs before walking away, dialing Shige's number on his phone. Yamapi asked, after all. He wasn't about to disobey orders.
"Shige, how close are you to Akanishi?"
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Yamapi arrives at his house, his hand on the front door before he realizes someone'd snuck in. Slowly turning the doorknob, Yamapi enters, hand hovering around the gun he keeps hidden behind his back. Just in case.
Inside his living room, a figure stands, touching the turtle figurine at the top of his mantle. "Turtle Pear Hotel?" Jin asks, scoffing as he turns to look at Yamapi. In the dark of the room, Yamapi can barely see anything, but a car passes and the light hits Jin just right that Yamapi can see the flare in his eyes.
"Didn't have to break in, idiot." Yamapi snorts, throwing his stuff in a nearby chair.
Jin grins. "But then where's the challenge in sneaking around?"
Yamapi pauses, before crossing the room and grabbing Jin forward by the sides of his face, smashing their lips together. Jin pulls back lightly, grinning cheekily. "Now if our gangs could see us now."
"Shut up," Yamapi hisses, tugging Jin towards him again. "That doesn't matter, right now."
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