BANG!! BANG!!

Two gunshots were heard, and everything turned chaotic.

"We should leave," Kageyama kept his composure, offering his hand to the woman (whom he found was taking her heels off). She shook her head and stared at him with determination, which he found admirable at time's like this.

"I'm a doctor and someone just get shot. I can't leave yet."

Kageyama huffed. "Fine, if that's what you want. Come on, let's make it quick."

The two made their way through the panicking crowd, finally reaching the 'crime scene'. Oikawa could be seen crouching near a middle-aged man who was lying on the floor, unconscious. The victim, definitely.

"Makki, how is it?"

"There's no signal. I can't contact the cops or the ambulance," a man replied, still holding his phone beside his ear.

"Keep trying," Oikawa commanded, before he spotted Kageyama and his acquaintance, "Tobio! Why do you come-... Wait. You're the lady from before!"

The woman, Natsu, nodded her head. "Let me take a look at him."

"But-..."

"She said she's a doctor," Kageyama added, receiving a whistle from Bokuto who stood behind him.

"Oya oya? What a coincidence! Alright, Ma'am, just do your job," the owl-like man stated, and Natsu did as what she was told to, crouching in front of her new patient and started checking his vitals.

"Kageyama, can you go and help with the evacuation? Make sure everyone leaves, even the staff." The ravenette did as what he was told to, running off towards the backdoor.

It was a mess, just as bad as everything outside. Some staff were getting yelled at, others were panicking over how they'll lose their job. Useless, if he may say.

What a challenge.

"Well, better to start working now..."

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Natsu was panicking. Not because she was left alone with a group of strangers whom she was supposed to 'interrogate', but because of what happened in the last five minutes.

And moreover, this. Whoever the shooter is, it wasn't necessary for them to shoot twice. Both the bullets hit the chest in same locations, just a few milimeters away from each other. Even with one shot, the victim could die.

Natsu bit her lip. The patient wasn't breathing, there's a pulse, but so weak. It's disappearing.

"This is bad," she muttered, more to herself. Her breath hitched as she felt the pulse finally disappeared. She immediately raised to her knees, placing her right hand on the top of her left one and positioned them above the man's chest, and began to do the CPR. Counting in whispers with fear in her voice.

She hated this more than anything. It felt kinda hopeless, trying to bring people back to life. There's no way the man will survive, but she's not allowed to say that. Not yet.

At that moment, another woman ran towards the group. Unlike Natsu, she was wearing matching jacket and trackpants, sport shoes, her hair tied into a ponytail, with her make up wiped off sloppily.

"Bokuto-san!" she called, stopping in front of the owl-like man, "Here's my report: Tadashi's currently in the control room with Hitoka-chan, Sawamura-san and Kageyama-san are handling the evacuation, while Azumane-san is guarding the gate."

Bokuto only gaped at her outfit. "And you still have time to change your clothes, Suzumeda?" he asked, his voice had threats in its tone.

"My dress is restricting my movements!" she stated, before groaning in frustration, "Can that wait? And what do I have to do now?"

Bokuto huffed, "Tell Yamaguchi to help Azumane, and you stay with Yachi. We're  still trying to contact the cops, but someone jammed the signal here. If everyone else had left, I'll give further instructions. Now, go!"

Suuzumeda gave a salute once again, before she ran off towards the stairs.

Natsu gritted her teeth, as she once again checked for the man's pulse. Still none.

"Damn it..." she whispered, the stress beginning to take its toll on her. Her arms were starting to hurt, but she didn't want to give up. She couldn't let someone die tonight, even if it's just a stranger.

But just as she was about to start another CPR, a hand grabbed her wrists and stopped her.

"Enough." Natsu turned, and released the breath she didn't realize she was holding. It was Oikawa. His gaze held sympathy in them, and he gave her a bitter smile. "It's not your fault. We can't bring him back."

"I know," she replied weakly, "I know." She took a deep breath, and slowly rose back to her feet, "He's gone."

Oikawa patted her shoulder, "You should leave, too. We don't know if the killer's still here, it's dangerous," he told her,  watching as a man made their way towards them, "Yamaguchi!"

The said man, Natsu noted, seemed more 'harmless' than the rest. He gave her an awkward smile as his greeting while Oikawa said, "You're going outside, right? Take this lady with you."

Yamaguchi nodded, and offered his hand to her. After she took it and bid her goodbyes to everyone else, he led her outside.

"Will you be alright alone?"

Natsu gave him a reassuring smile, "Don't worry. My car will be here soon, I'll be alright."

"Is that..." Yamaguchi trailed off, watching as a black car drove through the gates.

"Yes." The car stopped in front of them, and Semi walked out of it, opening the passenger door for her.

"Take care," Yamaguchi told her, as she entered the car while Semi closed the door and walked back in.

"I will."

As soon as they drove off, Natsu quickly took a look of everyone else inside the car. A blonde woman was driving next to Semi, and beside Natsu herself, sat a very familiar man. Terushima, who was talking through his phone.

"I know, I know. I'm so sorry, babe, but something happened here. Yes, an emergency. Of course, I'll make it up for you. Don't stay up too late. See you at home. Love you too." Terushima stated, before he hung up and turned at Natsu. "Yo. I'm glad you're alright."

Natsu had to hold herself back from yelling, "Semi-san. Explain?"

"Nope, I can't." The car stopped once again, but this time, in front of the small backdoor of the building. Semi put on a pair of gloves as he spoke, "I need to go. Still have job to do. Good work today, Hinata-san."

He left, and Natsu sighed, turning her attention back at Terushima. "Teru-san?"

"... Before I start, let me remind you that it's not my idea, Natsu." Natsu huffed at his statement, crossing her arms.

"I'll put that into consideration."

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Oikawa bit his lip and watched as the officers took the body away for further investigation. Makki was talking to the cops, explaining every detail that he knew as his effort to avoid interrogation for the two of them (Oikawa and Hanamaki himself), while Bokuto somehow had to return to his office to write his own report for the case.

How? How could this turn into hell? Everything was ruined, someone was killed. What else will happen? Another crazy event? His Iwa-chan appeared out of nowhere?

Fucking impossible.

With a groan, Oikawa ran his fingers through his brown hair, taking off his glasses and closed his eyes. Sawamura and Azumane had left earlier, before Yamaguchi dragged Suzumeda out of the place as well (she insisted that the food would be gone in vain if she didn't eat it, and that includes the drinks, despite her low alcohol tolerance), with the woman pouting and whining "Tadashi, you're so mean! I can't leave those foods! We can't waste them!"

Oikawa had to agree, Suzumeda already sounded drunk even when she's not.

"Oikawa-san, we'll take our leave," Oikawa turned, to see Kageyama with Yachi beside him.

"Okay! Be careful on your way! Take care of Yachi-chan, Tobio-chan!"

Kageyama nodded, while Yachi waved a goodbye as she followed the ravenette outside.

Another sigh escaped the CEO's lips. Who started this whole thing, anyways?! He just wanted catch up with his old friends and talk with his business partners (especially the 'Queen', Shimizu Kiyoko), but now he only got more paperworks. Not to mention the risk of people deciding to cut their ties with him.

"Grand King, it's done. The cops are going to investigate this area, but we are free to leave."

Oikawa nodded at Makki's words, "Thanks Makki," he said shortly, before he looked around and spotted his dog. He whistled, calling the Border Collie,  who immediately ran towards him.

Oikawa patted the dog's head, "Good girl, Tofu. Now let's get home, shall we?"

A bark of agreement, and the three walked out of the dance hall. But just as they reached, the parking lot, Tofu started barking continuosly. This surprised both men, but what they saw was far morw strange.

A man in all-black outfit was turning on his motorcycle. He was carrying a large backpack, but somehow his figure seemed familiar. Just before he put on his helmet, Oikawa saw a glimpse of his spiky dark hair. He drove off a few seconds later, and Tofu instantly ran to chase him.

Then everything clicked.

Tofu was never that agressive. She's always calm and hardly ever barks at anyone unless the person was someone familiar or dangerous. But she wouldn't chase them without orders unless it was truly necessary. That only means one thing.

The man is someone she feared to lose. Her old owner. That spiky hair, that familiar figure and everything else, it was obvious.

The man is Oikawa Tooru's long lost Iwa-chan.

"Makki, let's go! Hurry, we need to hurry!" Oikawa immediately grabbed Hanamaki's arm and dragged him towards their car.

"What the hell?! What are you-..."

"I found Iwa-chan!"

Makki's eyes widened, and he stopped his complaints, entering their vehicle in a rush and slammed the door shut while turning on the engines.

A few seconds later, the car had left the building.

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The brunet entered the bar, his golden eyes scanned his surroundings before he finally took his seat at the corner of the room. It wasn't exactly crowded, ands he has yet to find what he has been looking for. Most people in the place are muggers or robbers, and he liked none of them (even if he was once a part of their kind).

The man put on his glasses and pulled out his phone, typing every so often, replying to the messages he kept on receiving. However, he stopped as soon as he heard a voice.

"May I sit here?" a young woman asked. She was holding two cups of drinks, while she looked at the man expectantly. For most people, her long brown hair and her sweet smile may be alluring, but he knew better than to blindly trust her.

"Go ahead," he replied calmly, before he went back typing on his phone. The woman sat in front of him, placing one of the cups on the table (she offered the drink to him, but the man gestured her to put it there. Not so politely, if she may add). The woman slowly drank from her cup, keeping her eyes on him with sceptical gaze.

After a short while, the man stopped typing and put his phone back in his pocket. He waited until she placed her now empty cup on wooden table.

Then, he lifted up his own full one and poured down all its contents into her cup.

The woman gasped and gave him an incredulous stare, "What-..."

"I don't exactly enjoy having drugs in my system. It would be a shame if I were to spill my own secrets unconsciously," he stated, a faint smile on his face, "Don't you agree, Nametsu-san?"

She clenched her fists.

"Nametsu Mai. Once a police investigator, but you quit after the case of a civillian's murder a year ago, in which you tried to convince your co-workers that the culprit wasn't alone, but to no avail," the man told her, "Now you're known as the Selfish Informant. You never trade your information only for money, you always ask for more; all just to ensure your safety, to ensure your status stayed at the top."

"You've done your research well," she admitted. The man didn't fail to notice the way she sneaked a glance at the three men who sat a few tables away from them. He had to hold back his amused smile as her attention returned to him.

"So, how about we talk outside, sir?"

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Woof-Woof:
Hello.

White_Rabbit:
Hello to you, too. And who might you be?

Woof-Woof:
Can't you guess? You usually are pretty good at that.

White_Rabbit:
Unfortunately, I can't get any clue from your name, which is quite smart for you. Can you tell me?

Woof-Woof:
Secrets stay as secrets, Usagi-san. You and I know that very well.

White_Rabbit:
Really? How much do you know about me?

Woof-Woof:
You're a gang leader, like I am. Let's not spill everything, but your full name consisted of ten letters. You're looking for your special someone, your family whom you've lost years ago. And unlike you, who will force anyone you want to join your 'Mad Alice' gang, I only adopt strays. 

White_Rabbit:
What are you trying to imply there?

Woof-Woof:
The two of us are true opposites. I don't think we will get along.

White_Rabbit:
Does it matters?

Woof-Woof:
Well, what do you think of me, Usagi-san?

White_Rabbit:
... Troublesome.

Woof-Woof:
Correct. I'll bring trouble. Be careful, Usagi-san, don't interfere with my business. I warned you.

White_Rabbit:
This rabbit isn't helpless, don't worry. Besides, if that ever happens, you can't destroy me.

Woof-Woof:
Really? Well, if you say so. I wish you the best of luck, Usagi-san. You'll need it.

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