Shadow Boys 2: Part 4 Chapter 2
Title: Shadow Boys 2 : Midnight Mercury
Part Four: Quicksilver
Genre: Angst, Supernatural, Brotherhood, slight!Romance
Rating: PG - PG 15 (violence)
Fandom: Hey!Say!Jump with some others
Disclaimer: I own the plot, the OCs and the idea...ON
Summary:
They risked their lives to save him. Now, to save them, he has to risk everything else. Bonds are tested and the stakes are raised.
They brought him home from hell, now….to protect them…he has to go back….
Part Four
Trust, betrayal...the limits of friendship and love...an amalgamation of different feelings...strength isn't always solid, but sometimes vulnerable...like quicksilver.
Chapter Two: Direct Assault
“Why did you ask me to take this road?” Yuya asked, looking beyond the windscreen at the road stretching on by, with the sea on the right and forest on the left. Daiki, whose head had taken Hikaru’s usual place between the two front seats, sighed.
“We’re being followed,” he murmured. Yuya gulped audibly, grip tightening around the steering wheel. Sakura squinted through the dimness of the evening to notice headlights in the distance through her side mirror.
“By whom? Can you tell?” she asked Daiki who nodded in return.
“A man from the police, he was there when Yuto was taken for questioning,”
“How long?”
“Ever since we left the jimoshu,”
“Just one man?”
“Yeah, I thought if we took a less crowded route, it would be easier for us to use our abilities to fool him, Kei is working on it at the moment,”
Sakura turned to see the mentioned young man next to Daiki seated next to Daiki, head against the window, eyes shut. It took a couple of seconds in which the whole bus watched the boy in silence before Daiki jumped slightly in his seat.
“My turn,” he sighed. He leaned against the back rest and closing his own eyes, linked arms with Kei.
“What are they doing?” Yuya asked anxiously, pushing down the temptation to turn in his seat and peek.
~*~
“Nakamura, don’t lose sight of them!”
“Yes sir,”
The man sighed deeply, grumbling about his superior’s insecurity.
“That man, ‘This is my case!’ he says, they’re just a bunch of kids probably wound up in some random celebrity scandals, but labeling them a nationwide threat? That’s ridiculous. I mean seriously, for the past six months, a crime wave has taken over all time and manpower of the Japan police, I mean 10 major banks all over the country have been robbed in broad daylight with no trace left by the culprits, and what does Tanaka-Keiji does to his deputy? He sends me off on a wild goose chase!”
He frowned as the van he had been trailing for the last 15 minutes turned at the intersection, heading for the coastal highway.
“Kind of late for a walk at the beach,” he mused aloud, allowing the van to catch some speed as they cruised down the road. The traffic was mild, probably because a storm had been forecasted later tonight.
“Are they leaving the city now? Why not just take the train?” he wondered as the van’s indicator light started blinking. The upcoming left turn would lead them further down the highway.
Just then, his headlights caught sights of a large…pink…antelope in the middle of the road. Cursing himself for not keeping his eyes on the road he stepped onto the brakes and turned with all his might.
Hikaru had been bold enough to slide open the door of the van just to see the young officer’s car going around in circles like a spinning top before coming to a stop, displacing a cloud of dust. He steadied himself as they turned sharply.
“Wow,”
“Hikaru get in!” Yuya yelled.
“Ouch Dai-chan!”
Sakura held back a giggle as she watched Daiki whack Kei’s head.
“Pink Kei? PINK?”
“Um…evolution?” Kei grinned sheepishly.
“What did you guys do?” Yuri asked surprised as Ryutaro was leaning over his seat, tugging at Hikaru’s arms to get the older boy back into the van. He was met with quite a bit of resistance as Hikaru was literally dangling out of the moving car in an obvious attempt to aggravate the younger.
“I connected Kei to the officer and he made the man see an illusion…a pink antelope in the middle of the road,” Daiki explained rubbing his temples as Kei gave an over exaggerated pout.
“Oh Hikaru-kun get in!” Ryutaro yelled over the gush of the wind. Hikaru smiled cheekily before looking up to the sky as he caught the loud sound of an approaching plane. Ryutaro followed his gaze and frowned.
“Isn’t that plane flying a little too low?” he mused. His eyes widened as he realized the plane was flying towards them…and it somehow seemed like a fighter plane.
~*~
“What do you mean you’re too far behind?”
“They’ve turned at the intersection, I might still be able to catch up but if I do it too quickly they might get suspicious,”
“Of course, after the stunt you just pulled,”
“I haven’t slept in two days okay, so what if I’m seeing things?”
“Tanaka Keiji will have your head,”
“You don’t have to remind me, ju-,”
Nakamura’s eyes widened as in complete disbelief he watched a fighter jet fly over the area and release two flaming missiles somewhere beyond the trees. He covered his ears as a massive blast tore through the air, sending a violent tremor that shook his car and cracked his windscreen.
“Nakamura…Nakamura-kun…Kenji?”
Ignoring Satomi’s voice through the crackling police radio he stared in horror at the roaring conflagration, somehow knowing exactly what the plane had hit.
~*~
Ryosuke sat up with a start, breathing deep and labored. He held himself in an attempt to quell the tremble in his body. He scanned the room he was in, taking a good 5 minutes to remember where he was. His eyes automatically fell on his room-mate’s bed and he frowned to find it empty.
He reached for the door and turned the knob only to find it locked.
“What the-,”
He heard some distant voices, low murmurs in the silence of his room. Closing his eyes he tried to concentrate and he gasped audibly as the voices became apparent to his sharp hearing.
“They’ve done it,”
“Already, wow,”
“You don’t sound too happy,”
“Were they really that much of a threat? I mean, they are just kids,”
“They were just kids before they became abominations, failed experiments! The professor knows what he’s doing; it is a small sacrifice for a greater good,”
“So, are those Idols really gone? All nine of them?”
“Of course, there is no way those boys could have survived a fighter plane’s direct assault,”
“What if Yamada finds out?”
“Who cares, the kid can’t hold his own against our Silver…and they already have his blood samples, not like he’s needed anymore,”
You know how sometimes you feel like you’ve missed a step on your way down and your heart begins to beat in your throat instead of your chest? Disbelief starts to eat you up from the inside…slowly. When you’re in that phase, yearning for it to be a bad dream and not the harsh reality, it feels like you might be somewhere between the two.
When the situation finally sunk in, Ryosuke gasped to recover from the few moments he had unconsciously been holding his breath. His mind, his heart…they were all a mess. He felt the strength leave his knees.
They weren’t talking about…no…they had a deal…how could…how could he be so stupid to leave his team so vulnerable?
The long white corridor was silent enough to let heavy steps of two men echo as they walked down it, talking about their organization’s latest project. Like a mini explosion, a door few feet from where they stood was blasted off its metallic hinges, slamming against the wall before falling flat onto the ground. It freaked them out of course, since the door was made of solid heavy timber and even more so at the aura around the young man that walked out of the room, looking back at them with nothing but murder in his eyes.
~*~
A/N: First and foremost, I'm so so sorry I took so long, this chapter took its time and I was very busy with studies. Feedback is loved and by next two updates related to this you will fully understand the drive and motive of this organization and its members!
Part Four: Quicksilver
Genre: Angst, Supernatural, Brotherhood, slight!Romance
Rating: PG - PG 15 (violence)
Fandom: Hey!Say!Jump with some others
Disclaimer: I own the plot, the OCs and the idea...ON
Summary:
They risked their lives to save him. Now, to save them, he has to risk everything else. Bonds are tested and the stakes are raised.
They brought him home from hell, now….to protect them…he has to go back….
Part Four
Trust, betrayal...the limits of friendship and love...an amalgamation of different feelings...strength isn't always solid, but sometimes vulnerable...like quicksilver.
Chapter Two: Direct Assault
“Why did you ask me to take this road?” Yuya asked, looking beyond the windscreen at the road stretching on by, with the sea on the right and forest on the left. Daiki, whose head had taken Hikaru’s usual place between the two front seats, sighed.
“We’re being followed,” he murmured. Yuya gulped audibly, grip tightening around the steering wheel. Sakura squinted through the dimness of the evening to notice headlights in the distance through her side mirror.
“By whom? Can you tell?” she asked Daiki who nodded in return.
“A man from the police, he was there when Yuto was taken for questioning,”
“How long?”
“Ever since we left the jimoshu,”
“Just one man?”
“Yeah, I thought if we took a less crowded route, it would be easier for us to use our abilities to fool him, Kei is working on it at the moment,”
Sakura turned to see the mentioned young man next to Daiki seated next to Daiki, head against the window, eyes shut. It took a couple of seconds in which the whole bus watched the boy in silence before Daiki jumped slightly in his seat.
“My turn,” he sighed. He leaned against the back rest and closing his own eyes, linked arms with Kei.
“What are they doing?” Yuya asked anxiously, pushing down the temptation to turn in his seat and peek.
~*~
“Nakamura, don’t lose sight of them!”
“Yes sir,”
The man sighed deeply, grumbling about his superior’s insecurity.
“That man, ‘This is my case!’ he says, they’re just a bunch of kids probably wound up in some random celebrity scandals, but labeling them a nationwide threat? That’s ridiculous. I mean seriously, for the past six months, a crime wave has taken over all time and manpower of the Japan police, I mean 10 major banks all over the country have been robbed in broad daylight with no trace left by the culprits, and what does Tanaka-Keiji does to his deputy? He sends me off on a wild goose chase!”
He frowned as the van he had been trailing for the last 15 minutes turned at the intersection, heading for the coastal highway.
“Kind of late for a walk at the beach,” he mused aloud, allowing the van to catch some speed as they cruised down the road. The traffic was mild, probably because a storm had been forecasted later tonight.
“Are they leaving the city now? Why not just take the train?” he wondered as the van’s indicator light started blinking. The upcoming left turn would lead them further down the highway.
Just then, his headlights caught sights of a large…pink…antelope in the middle of the road. Cursing himself for not keeping his eyes on the road he stepped onto the brakes and turned with all his might.
Hikaru had been bold enough to slide open the door of the van just to see the young officer’s car going around in circles like a spinning top before coming to a stop, displacing a cloud of dust. He steadied himself as they turned sharply.
“Wow,”
“Hikaru get in!” Yuya yelled.
“Ouch Dai-chan!”
Sakura held back a giggle as she watched Daiki whack Kei’s head.
“Pink Kei? PINK?”
“Um…evolution?” Kei grinned sheepishly.
“What did you guys do?” Yuri asked surprised as Ryutaro was leaning over his seat, tugging at Hikaru’s arms to get the older boy back into the van. He was met with quite a bit of resistance as Hikaru was literally dangling out of the moving car in an obvious attempt to aggravate the younger.
“I connected Kei to the officer and he made the man see an illusion…a pink antelope in the middle of the road,” Daiki explained rubbing his temples as Kei gave an over exaggerated pout.
“Oh Hikaru-kun get in!” Ryutaro yelled over the gush of the wind. Hikaru smiled cheekily before looking up to the sky as he caught the loud sound of an approaching plane. Ryutaro followed his gaze and frowned.
“Isn’t that plane flying a little too low?” he mused. His eyes widened as he realized the plane was flying towards them…and it somehow seemed like a fighter plane.
~*~
“What do you mean you’re too far behind?”
“They’ve turned at the intersection, I might still be able to catch up but if I do it too quickly they might get suspicious,”
“Of course, after the stunt you just pulled,”
“I haven’t slept in two days okay, so what if I’m seeing things?”
“Tanaka Keiji will have your head,”
“You don’t have to remind me, ju-,”
Nakamura’s eyes widened as in complete disbelief he watched a fighter jet fly over the area and release two flaming missiles somewhere beyond the trees. He covered his ears as a massive blast tore through the air, sending a violent tremor that shook his car and cracked his windscreen.
“Nakamura…Nakamura-kun…Kenji?”
Ignoring Satomi’s voice through the crackling police radio he stared in horror at the roaring conflagration, somehow knowing exactly what the plane had hit.
~*~
Ryosuke sat up with a start, breathing deep and labored. He held himself in an attempt to quell the tremble in his body. He scanned the room he was in, taking a good 5 minutes to remember where he was. His eyes automatically fell on his room-mate’s bed and he frowned to find it empty.
He reached for the door and turned the knob only to find it locked.
“What the-,”
He heard some distant voices, low murmurs in the silence of his room. Closing his eyes he tried to concentrate and he gasped audibly as the voices became apparent to his sharp hearing.
“They’ve done it,”
“Already, wow,”
“You don’t sound too happy,”
“Were they really that much of a threat? I mean, they are just kids,”
“They were just kids before they became abominations, failed experiments! The professor knows what he’s doing; it is a small sacrifice for a greater good,”
“So, are those Idols really gone? All nine of them?”
“Of course, there is no way those boys could have survived a fighter plane’s direct assault,”
“What if Yamada finds out?”
“Who cares, the kid can’t hold his own against our Silver…and they already have his blood samples, not like he’s needed anymore,”
You know how sometimes you feel like you’ve missed a step on your way down and your heart begins to beat in your throat instead of your chest? Disbelief starts to eat you up from the inside…slowly. When you’re in that phase, yearning for it to be a bad dream and not the harsh reality, it feels like you might be somewhere between the two.
When the situation finally sunk in, Ryosuke gasped to recover from the few moments he had unconsciously been holding his breath. His mind, his heart…they were all a mess. He felt the strength leave his knees.
They weren’t talking about…no…they had a deal…how could…how could he be so stupid to leave his team so vulnerable?
The long white corridor was silent enough to let heavy steps of two men echo as they walked down it, talking about their organization’s latest project. Like a mini explosion, a door few feet from where they stood was blasted off its metallic hinges, slamming against the wall before falling flat onto the ground. It freaked them out of course, since the door was made of solid heavy timber and even more so at the aura around the young man that walked out of the room, looking back at them with nothing but murder in his eyes.
~*~
A/N: First and foremost, I'm so so sorry I took so long, this chapter took its time and I was very busy with studies. Feedback is loved and by next two updates related to this you will fully understand the drive and motive of this organization and its members!