The Sunrise and Your Sins

Chapter 2

You stared at yourself in the mirror, trying to get your head together before the job. 'What does a person bring to a drug smuggling? What does someone wear? Fucking jeans?'

'No.' you thought to yourself, grabbing a pair of leggings. What if you needed to run? Well then you need sneakers too. And a warm jacket, just in case. Do you bring a phone charger? Would it be weird to ask Kuroo to plug your phone in while you're smuggling drugs together?

"What the fuck am I doing." You say out loud to yourself, beginning to question your own sanity. You let out a deep sigh, trying to clear your head.

You eventually decide on leggings, sneakers, and a cross body fanny pack to hold your phone and smaller things. Before exiting your room, you hesitate.

You make your way to your bedside table, opening the drawer and reaching to the back, pulling out a small handgun. You take it out, along with a note that was tucked underneath it.

'Stay safe. -Keishin'

This was a gift from your brother, before he passed. You kept it close by, both as protection and a heavy reminder. Your family name carried a lot of weight, which the both of you felt smothered by. You both understood the dark side of the luxury you lived with, saw the blood that stained your family's money. But now, with him gone, it all fell on you. Everything depended on you.

You make the decision to take it along with you, holstering it to your thigh. 'Better safe than sorry', you thought to yourself. A regular night could turn deadly in an instant, something that you were very familiar with given the way your brother passed.

You exit your room and descend down the stairs, walking out the front door to where everyone was waiting with their cars. Oikawa was busy on his phone, and Kita was further away smoking a cigarette. Your father stood with Kuroo, most likely discussing the job.

"Where's Kenma?" You question, walking up to stand with Kuroo and your dad.

"He's back at the garage. Don't worry, he has eyes and ears at us at all times." Kuroo says, pointing at the earpiece he wore. "Here, one for you as well." He hands you an ear piece, which you put in, immediately hearing the sounds of a video game, most likely from Kenma.

"Are you ready?" Your father asks, turning towards you. You nod in response, and he looks over you, stopping and furrowing his eyebrows when he sees your gun. "Is a gun really necessary?"

"Keishin would have wanted me to bring it. Better safe than sorry, like he used to say." You say, knowing that bringing up your brother was the easiest way to get your father to comply with whatever it was that you were doing.

He nods, giving you a sad smile. "You're right. He was always the cautious one."

"The smart one too." You say, smiling nostalgically. "Are we all ready to go?" You ask, turning to Kuroo.

"Yup, all set." He replies, swinging the passenger car door open for you. "I'll have Snake Eyes let you know when we reach the ports, and again at the warehouse." He says, turning to your father.

"Perfect." Your father says. He turns to look at you once more, then back at Kuroo. "Bring her back in one piece." He says, holding out his hand.

"You can count on me, sir." He says, giving your father a firm handshake. You couldn't help but roll your eyes, the business your family was involved in was always so masculine, so formal. It was something you would have to adjust to when you begin taking part in it.

Kuroo closed your car door and nodded to the other two racers, who immediately got into their cars, turning their engines one. He climbs into the driver's seat of his car, turning the key in the ignition, the loud roar of the engine startling you. He chuckles, realizing he made you jump.