~'Till Death Do Us Part.~

~~Chapter 2~~

DISCLAIMER!
From Chapter 2 of 'Till Death Do Us Part' onward, some sensitive topics will be included, such as: Violence/abuse, drugs (marijuana, cocaine?, pills), alcohol. Thank you, enjoy reading!

Haruto POV:

I lower the pistol into my blazer pocket.

"You're lucky, Suzuki. This doesn't mean you're safe, however." I snarl before pacing off into the shadows, back to HQ.

Time skip (3 hours later, 11pm).~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm sat down in my Boss's office, Kcal. He sits straight up in his brown leather office chair, his desk covered in files of future/former victims of the mafia. The smell of cigarettes fill my nostrils as Kcal pulls out his lighter and lights a cigarette. He takes a moment to eye me up and down, analysing my every movement. He takes one, long drag of the cigarette before sighing, one big smoke cloud drifting towards my face.

"So, you and Sora? What's happening between you two?" He says, crossing his legs and leaning back in his seat as he puts the cigarette into the small, floral designed ashtray next to him. I swallow and sit up straight, folding my arms.
"What do you mean?" I play dumb.

"Don't be daft, Haruto." He rolls his eyes. "You know what I mean." Kcal's eyebrows furrowed, creating a slight eerie tension in the room. I sigh.
"I-uhm." I stutter. Get yourself together, Haruto. "I...I couldn't finish her off."

Kcal's eyes widened, I could almost smell his rage. He puts his cigarette out and gets up out of his seat, walking towards me, slowly. My muscles tense up, and I feel Kcal's presence behind me. He slowly bends down, his mouth mere inches away from my ear. I can smell the alcohol and marijuana on his breath when he whispers into my ear, his big hands clenching on my shoulders.

"Couldn't?" Oh, the anger in his voice...I swallowed nervously. "You....couldn't?" He repeats.

"W-well...Sora is the--the highest ranking assassin in our mafia, s-sir.." I stutter my words. He grips me by my throat, staring into my eyes, his grip tightening little by little.

"Yes? And? She's trouble. I can't have someone like her in my organisation. She's a ticking time bomb ready to explode." He growls. "You need to have her sorted by the end of the week, or..." He makes the shape of a gun with his free hand against the side of my head. "You know the rest." He whispers, before letting go. I sigh in relief and ease up a little as he walks back to take a seat. Suddenly, an idea crosses my mind. I perk up and make a suggestion.
"What if I just...persuade her to go back on medication?" Kcal raises his head slowly and folds his arms. He tilts his head to the side a couple times, thinking about my suggestion before nodding.
"Fine. But you have until the end of the week." He replies coldly. "I'll be assigning you two to share a dorm, just to...ease the tension between you two a little. Get her a bit more comfortable around you, y'know?" A small smirk appears across his lips.

I nod, and wait to be dismissed. I really hate this idea, but the Boss says so. Guess I'll be living with a borderline sociopathic freak who eats crayons as a hobby.

Just great.

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AUTHORS NOTE!

HORRAY!! CHAPTER 2 OF 'TILL DEATH DO US PART' IS OUT!! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING, AND MORE DISCLAIMERS WILL BE ANNOUNCED AT THE START OF CHAPTERS WITH CERTAIN TOPICS INVOLVED!

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CHAPTER 3 TBC...