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Miscalculation; When you're an assassin, you're not supposed to fall in love with your target. Izo learns this the hard way.
Topic Started: Mar 22 2018, 05:40 PM (4 Views)
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Izo, get out of here no--!!

My eyes open sharp and I stare at the ceiling for a few seconds. In theory, I shouldn't be sleeping with or next to my assassination target, much less having my guard down around him as he is a detective. Especially because one of the fancy new CODE assassins are coming for he and I. I should skip town, with or without Ryouta, the detective. Especially because I just watched my best friend get killed by the CODE assassin. CODE doesn't stand for anything, by the way. CODE just means they follow exactly that, a code. They're so-called honorable assassins, even though there's no honor in murdering people for money. The CODE assassins are much harder trained than RANK assassins, which is what I am. RANK doesn't really have rules other than get your job done and don't get arrested or give out information about the employer whatever whatever, usual stuff. RANK means we have different ranks, I'm currently the highest ranking RANK assassin. Not that it matters, anymore. Now I'm probably just a target.

My friend, Mamoru, was a TRADE spy. Who specialize in spying, of course, but they also have many other abilities. He was the best in his area, as well. Sure, spying was his specialty, including covert operations. But he also was an amazing fighter, his ability with a pistol or a sniper, a crossbow even; he was amazing and could've been recruited into a high level of any division. CODE killing him scares me. I couldn't have killed him, friends or not. I'm sure of it. I want to say the reason I started crying last night was because my best and only friend had been murdered right in front of me. But, while that is true, and it's true I feel guilt because it's my fault he's dead, I cried an awful lot because it scared me so much. I'd never beg for my life, I'd mock and sass the person to the very end, I'd dare them to kill me. But it's scary, thinking that someone I was almost positive was invincible...

But I don't run, because I'm an idiot. Because when I look to my left, it's the face of someone I've known for far too long. It's the face I should've killed a very long time ago. It's the face that I loved to watch get confused and vexed, because I caused those emotions, as well as excitement. Most recently, happiness and playfulness seem to be there as well, and his serious face at work is another one I know well. The plan was to make him fall in love with me, so I could get close enough to kill him and play with him at the same time. I think he had the same plan, perhaps. But I think we've both fallen for each other. It sounds like something out of a movie, but it's what happened. Running without him would be admitting defeat, and he wouldn't run with me if I asked. He has too much here, he often mentions it.

The CODE assassin coming after me is named Takuma. I teasingly called him Chibikuma when I first was introduced to him, he looked down at me with an unamused expression. His eyebrows so slightly furrowed, just enough to give him a slight appearance of an irritated person. But otherwise his expression was blank, like he was a robot. I hear that's what CODE agents are, but he was bleeding when I met him. He'd cut his hand on something during training, so he's neither perfect or a robot. Which shows promise for me, but that was sometime ago. He was, however, injured in the fight with Mamoru, so I had some time before he came after Ryouta and I. Maybe.


A few days passed, and the situation isn't much better. I do my own work, now, picking off my enemies that used to work with me. I've got enough to keep me busy, and it keeps Ryouta busy as well. He doesn't approve of my work, but he still wants to hold me by the end of the day, so. I tell him it's them or me, I warn him that there's a special assassin coming after us, but I don't think he believes me. That or he thinks we could take CODE, or maybe he likes the danger. But he won't run, so I stay with him. Because if we do get attacked, I want to be able to protect him when he's not around other people who will. Unsurprisingly, I can't find Takuma. He's still doing work, though. I know because I heard some dork outside Ryouta's apartment talking about him.

The assassin with the purple eyes. He was awful handsome and his eyes are rare, so even if he wore a mask, you'd know it was him. I have no idea how our employer keeps assassins out of jail most of the time, to be honest. Basically as long as we don't leave our prints everywhere and we're not handcuffed, we're ok. But, as I'm no longer part of the organization, I have to do only distance kills and be careful. My alibi was also killed a few days back, so I have to forge new ones. It's awful, but I guess it helps that I'm sleeping with the detective now, possibly. I'm really unsure of things lately, to the point it's annoying me. All because I went and fell in love with stupid Ryouta.

I can't count how many times we've whispered sweet things to each other now, confessions and jokes and even my snarky comments are well received. Today, I woke up alone. I showered alone. I got dressed alone, all in his apartment. Alone, I heard foot steps coming to the door. I, alone, hid in the closet. I wasn't supposed to be in here, technically. The door opened, closed. One set of footsteps. "Izo? It's just me." I keep my guns tucked into the back of my pants and knives strapped variously around my body. When most people get dressed, they don't usually load themselves up with bullets and knives, but I couldn't exactly not.

Pushing open the closet door, I carefully stepped out, one hand behind my back in case someone was hiding somewhere. He grabs me hard and the door opens and policemen file in. "I win~" I've been played. He twists my hands back and handcuffs me. I stomp my foot on the ground and then ram back spikes that came out of my shoe into his shin. The cops don't fire because I twist around Ryouta and get him as a heat shield before blessing my double jointed shoulders and jumping out the open window. Landing on the glass canopy hurts, because I break through it. But I scramble up to a stand as quick as possible, thanking things I don't believe in that I survived that.

But as I swing my wrists to be in front of me instead of behind me, and I start sprinting, I'm cut off by police cards and uniformed men. I turn around to try the other way, but it's impossible. As I'm forced to put my cuffed hands up and let them strip me of my safety. My weapons and my bullet proof vest, taking my shoes while they're at it and sitting me down in one of the cars while people stare. I steel myself and put on a mocking face, being a smart ass all the while. Until I'm put in the car and I see Ryouta. Both of us look hurt and angry. The door closes and we start driving. Takuma tips his hat to me as we pass him. I'm glad they took my gun, because for a moment, I want to kill myself so he can't have the pleasure.
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