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"Oso, how slow can you fucking be? Wanna spend half a year in juvie?"

Light raindrops drizzled down from the dark sky, as the streetlights illuminated the empty roads and alleyways, including the one Osomatsu was running through with his friend. Sirens were blaring in the distance as Osomatsu's childhood friend managed to complain between huffs about how this wasn't the best way to earn a living, how they were still underage and whatnot, like he did every time after a petty theft like this. Oso didn't really mind it. Or care. It wasn't his job to please the guy anyway. He made his own conscious decision to join Oso on these trips. Besides Osomatsu had his own reasons to do what he did. He didn't feel the need to justify them right now, or ever. They were his business and his business alone. Telling his brothers wasn't remotely tempting either, because of their overall opinion on him anyway.Which simply spoken wasn't the best... Though in all honestly Osomatsu found it justified. He wasn't some golden boy. That was Jyushimatsu's and Choromatsu's job, hell even Kara's.

After a few minutes of running, they slowed to a mere haste walking speed. The rucksack on Oso's back was starting to hurt his shoulders from all the jumpiness in running anyway. They'd gone through their mapped alleyways by now and were on the edge of the industry and manufacturing part of their neighbouring city. As cold gusts of wind blew through Oso's scruffy hair, his heart settled down from the chase, and his body recovered to a semi-normal state. His mind was still racing, but that was for many reasons. Osomatsu turned to look at his friend.

"Chill- There's no hurry. The cops clearly have no idea where the hell we went. Just gotta get back to the car, ditch it somewhere and walk back to where the guy said we'd meet up. Easy." Osomatsu exclaimed, gaining a judgemental look from Taikichi (Just Taiki between the boys)

“Okay I understand you want acceptance and credit from this guy, what was his name? Like Katsuki or Katechi or whatever.. But this is the third fucking errand this week. He can go steal his own beers if he wants. He doesn’t look like some average go-getter. Oso think ahead for fucks sake-”

“Language! Geez you’re gonna end up teaching some fucking kids some real fucking bad words!” Oso interrupted, trying his hardest to look deeply offended. The atmosphere tensed up momentarily as a hard punch rammed Osomatsu in the shoulder, derailing his balance. A sheepish chuckle escaped him as a response.

“Maaan- Okay I deserved that..”

The piercing set of eyes finally stopped staring directly into Osomatsu’s soul, and after a few moments the atmosphere felt a whole lot lighter. A mental sigh escaped Oso. Okay, back to the situation at hand. Where the hell was the car-

"Uh Taiki, where did you park after I went ahead?"

Taiki looked around for a moment. "Oh yeah, I actually backed up a bit further, back to where the woods were. Because if you had actually thought with your brain instead of your ass, you would've known that there's an active police patrol area right over fucking there."

Osomatsu looked to where Taiki was pointing and huh, there indeed was a perfect place for a police car to be. Right next to the road behind a large tree. The exact kind of place you'd expect a police officer to watch over who's going too fast or clearly driving drunk (which was something Osomatsu pleaded guilty for more than once. Though he never got far, mainly because no one let him drive over 500 meters) Osomatsu felt a small jab in his chest. Did he seriously overlook this..? This was painfully obvious. He just let out a pained laugh of defeat.

"Haha, yeah.. Probably should've seen that.. But ah well good that one of us has a brain."

"Osomatsu, you have a brain. You just choose not to use it. Either under the influence of God knows what or just because why not."

"..."

Osomatsu wasn't quite sure what to answer, so he didn't. Only response he could bother with was a cheeky grin and rub beneath his nose.

Time passed and it wasn't too long until the duo reached their parked vehicle. A basic stolen car. There wasn't anything really special about it, which was probably for the better since they were trying to stay under the eyes of the law, or well, as best they could. The rainy drizzle had stopped by then and honestly the air almost felt warmer as well. They hopped in the car, chucking their loot-filled rucksack aside. Osomatsu pulled out a folded magazine from his back pocket.

Taikicchan~

“What--“

Osomatsu unfolded the magazine and threw it onto his lap. It had a large array of naked women in many clearly seductive poses.

“Osomatsu, what the fuck- You thirsty piece of shit. Where did you even find this? There weren’t any on the shelves.”

“You checked for them on the shelves, eh?” This earned Osomatsu another hard smack. He whined in pain.

“Don’t hit the grand onii-chan! Okay but in all seriousness, it was just laying behind the counter. I think I stole the shopkeepers secret stash...”

“Oh-“

Taiki let out a shitty chuckle. Oso couldn’t help but giggle along. The idea of the old man merely wanting relief after another crappy day of working at a low-class convenience store for minimum wage, only to find that his single pride and joy has been snatched was somehow oddly funny to think about. Especially considering the guy was clearly in his 50’s, single and had absolutely no motivation for his job. He was already balding as well which just amplified his perverted old man look. Osomatsu's grin quickly turned into a grimace at the thought. It wasn't that pleasant to think about after all.

After a moment of silence and a few deep breaths Taiki sent a look at Osomatsu.

"You sure we got everything? Did everything on the checklist?"

The duo had made up a mental checklist long ago. It was one they made a habit to go through after doing an errand, just to make sure they didn't make any stupid mistakes. They had made some fatal ones before and had gotten out of those situations by sheer luck. Taiki for one had really taken it to heart and forced the checklist each and every time, sometimes so much as to a fault. On the other hand, Osomatsu had always been the one to take more risks and was generally better at making fast decisions. He was reckless, but he could be smart about it. Though, his plans were less thought out and he was far more prone to idiotic mistakes. The two boys balanced each other out well.

"Uh, yeah I think we did everything. We didn't leave any stupid trails or crap."

Taiki appeared to ponder for a while and nodded to confirm. He pulled out the stolen car key they had snatched earlier and started the car with a swift turn of his wrist. The car backed up and the duo started their oh-so eventful journey to the rendezvous point 20 minutes down the road.

 

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The car pulled up on the side of the road and up into a patch of forest. They had reached their destination. Osomatsu let out a loud yawn and stretched as far and wide as he possibly could.

"I just wanna get home already! My lil' bros can't sleep without their dearest big brother by their side!"

Taiki let out a grimacing scoff.

"Why are you like this?"

"Wel-"

"It was a rhetorical question. Come on now, ass up and out. Lets get this show on the road.. I fucking guess-" Taiki stepped out of the driver’s seat and slammed the door shut. There had been a hint of tremble in his voice. Could it be that he was nervous? Osomatsu got out of the car and leaned over the windshield.

"C'mon, dude relax. Nendo can smell your fear."

Taiki shot a pissed glance in Oso's direction.

"You're not any better, you asshat. You just have some inhuman way of concealing that you give a shit. Dunno what your secret is, but you ain't fooling me."

"I have 5 brothers! What do you think?" Osomatsu let out a shitty laugh.

Taiki wasn't exactly wrong. Osomatsu was nervous as well, nervous as hell honestly. Though, he had never been one to show it, in any healthy way at least. He was the eldest brother of 5. He couldn't afford to show weakness when his family name was at stake, along with the general safety of his brothers and himself. One of the only reasons he agreed to these shitty heists and errands was to protect his brothers from the larger “gang” activity. There were other reasons as well.. But he preferred to not think about them remotely out of shame and guilt. There was also the time he almost fucked Nendo’s sister, but that severely one backlashed on him via blackmail material. Nendo Katsuki was the son of a known Yakuza descendant. One that had apparently thought it was a great idea to revive and reconnect with the modern Yakuza members his family had known for years. God knows what his motivation was, but it clearly wasn't intended to be anything good.

The duo hiked a few hundred meters down the road and reached an old gas station. True to his name, Nendo was already standing by the bend of the L-shaped gas station along with a few of his.. Friends?  Osomatsu didn't actually know whether the guys that hanged around Nendo were there out of friendship, blackmail or personal profit. You'd think a guy that toxic would be an asshole magnet. Though, Oso was universally considered to be an asshole so maybe that was true. He was technically working for the guy anyway.

Nendo's head perked up at the sound of their footsteps. His expression turned somewhat foul. Wait, so was he happy to get his stuff or not? Oso had no idea.

“Heeeey Oso! How’s it hanging, my man?” Nendo let out a surprisingly real reaction of excitement. Though, Osomatsu knew it wasn’t genuine. Nendo nodded his head to the back of the gas station, Oso knew the drill.

“Heyooo! Nendo! Long time no see! Been doing pretty great.” Oso went along with it and exchanged a glance with Taiki who had decided to remain silent for the time being. They stepped to the side of the station and curved to the back. Nendo had found a blind spot from the cameras a few weeks ago and had been using it as an exchange point with Oso ever since, and most likely with other people as well. Though, Oso didn’t really know nor care about what other business Nendo had going on.

A few moments in silence went by. Nendo exchanged a few unintelligible words with his entourage and turned to Oso.

“So, I assume you got everything considering you bothered to show up this time?”

Osomatsu felt a stab to his pride. He’d forgotten half the stuff last time, and that had resulted in him getting real close to having his lovely blackmail material leaked out to the world. There was also talk of death threats from Nendo, but the guy was barely an adult. Oso didn’t think he was up to it. Or well, he was counting on that fact. Osomatsu shrugged.

“Yeah I got your shit. Alcohol, a couple of designer cloths and that weird-ass pink scaled pineapple looking thing. Dunno why you wanted it but eh, you’re the employer.”

That earned an unamused ‘hmm’ from Nendo and a sharp stare from Taiki.

“It’s called a pitaya, jackass.” Nendo spoke, monotone as ever. Osomatsu could also swear he heard Taiki whisper something about being more professional, but he didn’t quite catch it.

“Yeah yeah, potayto-potahto. Why did you even want it?” Osomatsu threw over the rucksack of goods. After a few moments of skimming through the items, Nendo nodded.

“I wanted to see whether you’d actually do it, or whether you take me as a joke. But alright. You’re good to go. Your timing was spot on for once as well, though, I assume you weren’t the one driving.”

Osomatsu could feel the smug accomplished aura of Taiki flowing in his direction.

“Ah yeaah, Taikichi here drove hahaha-“

 Nendo sent an approving nod to Taiki before handing over the rucksack to one of his so-called goons.

“We’ll be on our way. See you and your lovely brothers at school-” Nendo flashed a quick sickly sweet smile before turning 180 degrees and heading off in the other direction, along with his practically useless entourage. They were honestly likely for protection, but Nendo would never admit that. It would be horrible if he were to suddenly appear weak by himself.. Osomatsu snickered mentally before signaling their own departure to Taiki. Osomatsu took the first step before suddenly feeling someone grab his wrist.

“Taiki wh-“

Osomatsu turned his head just to be greeted with someone that indeed wasn’t Taiki. A metallic ring locked around his wrist.

“H-huh?”

“Sir. You are under arrest.”

Osomatsu’s heart dropped. His first reflex was to run. A cold sweat clung to him as the much larger police officer quickly and professionally grabbed his other hand, locking that one up with the handcuffs as well. He was rammed against the wall of the gas station as the officer pat-checked him over. Osomatsu was able to turn his head just enough to see that Taiki had been grabbed as well. He could hear the fast patter of running footsteps in the distance and only had time to see a flash of dark blue go after Nendo.

Osomatsu could feel his heart rate rising rapidly. This couldn’t be happening. No no no nononono.. He couldn’t be arrested now. He still had his whole life ahead of him! If they caught him now, they’d without a doubt be able to connect him to the other crimes in the area as well. He could get years in jail. He was already almost legally an adult. He’d be eighteen in merely half a month. This would be an absolutely shitty birthday present.

Osomatsu was shoved into a police car, and Taiki into another. Oso let out a loud panicked groan. “Nonono, sir! This is a misunderstanding. You can’t! For the love of fuck!”

The door slammed shut, leaving Osomatsu to suffer in his excuses and panic. His brothers.. What about his brothers? What would he do now? Could he be bailed? How disappointed would his parents be? Wait, was Taiki’s life ruined now as well? Osomatsu’s breath turned exceedingly shaky. Tears stung at the corners of his eyes. God. He was such a baby. But he was also such a failure as an elder brother. He buried his head in his hands. This had to be a shitty dream. He couldn’t take the pity, shame, disappointment from his parents, disappointment from his brothers. A warm wet stream flowed down his cheek.

“Please, god.. I can’t..