Heat Guy J Fan Fiction ❯ In A Different Light ❯ Chapter 17

TITLE: In a Different Light

AUTHOR: Tal & Thorn (evilninja1979@yahoo.com)

FANDOM: Heat Guy J

RATING: NC-17

WARNINGS: Yaoi, BDSM, some Non-con in later chapters, Blatant Drug use, violence (both sexual and non-sexual)

SUMMARY: Clair Leonelli is targeted by a sniper & Daisuke is called in to act a bodyguard for him. Main Pairing Clair X Daisuke. Some others implied.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:  This takes place after Dais and Clair face off on top of the Vita building, but before Episode #16 (Target). Liberties were taken with characters’ pasts but with only 26 episodes total we believe there is room for that. Reviews are greatly appreciated.

DISCLAIMER: Don’t own them, not making any money off them.   

Chapter 17

          “So, anyways, that’s the honest truth Boss. But Raymund here showed us a few things and I can honestly say ain’t no one EVER gonna find Aurora’s body.” Tony spoke from where he stood staring out on of the grimy windows of Arrion’s office.

          “Raymund?” Arrion turned his head slowly to face the photographer.

          “Isn’t that exactly what I told you when I called? He took every drop of what you gave him after those idiots you had transport him gave him God knows what. I’ve tried to warn you about that lot,” Raymund barely looked up from where he was filing his nails. “Now, can I get on with my day? I have to sift through the film I have to see if we can piece together a video worth paying for. Wouldn’t want you to go totally broke over this, do we?”

          “Fine,” Arrion waved Raymund away. He fixed his eyes on Tony and Charlie. “As for you two…”

          He was interrupted by an insistent knock. Then his curvy secretary entered and moved quickly to whisper something urgently in his ear.

          “He’s gonna erase us,” Charlie said quietly, looking up at Tony from where he was trying to hid in the shadows.

          “Just relax. I’ll think of something.” Tony took a quick sip from the flask he was barely holding on to before handing it off to Charlie. “Something’s going down. Maybe we can work it to our advantage.”

          Arrion nodded and said something quietly back to the woman. He turned back to Tony, looking thoughtful. “Relax, Charlie.” He smiled and gestured to the bottle of booze on his desk. “Pour yourselves a real drink. The two of you are too damned useful to be erased.” Arrion lit a cigar and leaned back. “You will, of course, lose a significant cut of our agreed payment. Good news is, I have another job all lined up for you already.”

          Tony almost choked on his last swallow. “Did I hear you right? That’s mighty generous of you, boss. That you’re gonna pay us at all. Did one of your race horses win or something?”

          Romeo felt silly. He’d discarded his fine silk shirt in favor of a tight fitting tank top, a few gold chains and instant sleazy ‘guido’. He carried a duffel bag, presumably to fill with the money they’d get for Clair though it actually housed what the Vampire had termed “necessities.”

       &nb sp;  Clair had come in trussed up and thrown over Boma’s shoulder. Now he sat on the floor, waiting for the man in charge to arrive. “Don’t look so nervous,” Clair snarled quietly at Romeo. He’d spit out the gag and was giving the detective an annoyed look. “Are you sure you got me plenty of spare clips?” He nodded towards the duffel bag. “That doesn’t look very full.”

          “It’s practically an arsenal, sir,” Romeo explained politely. “Especially with the contents of the big box. Plus, I’ve fitted myself with three clips. If you want to grab one…” He showed Claire the contents of what at first glance appeared to be an empty gun holster. “It will only take a second to get this from me.” He gingerly lifted the bag. “And the zipper’s broke. No time wasted getting into this.”

          Clair grinned. “You’re a good boy.” He gave Romeo an appraising look. “You sure you want to stay with the cops? I’m always looking for reliable bodyguards.”

          ; “I’m flattered, but I’ve got something to protect at the precinct.” Romeo’s light blush was thankfully hidden by his darker skin tone. “Besides, more often than not, I think a good Vampire and a working police force is the only way the city of Judoh can survive. If you don’t mind me saying, I have great hope that you’re nothing like your father.”

          “You can put money on it,” Clair muttered, his face darkening for a minute. Then he gave Romeo a leering grin as his purple-pink eyes slowly moved over him. “That’s too bad, though. I pay well and the men who work under me get great benefits.”

          Boma held up a hand for silence. “They’re coming.” He knelt and replaced Clair’s gag, cutting off the Vampire’s “just ask Boma” quip.

          “So, Tony,” Arrion was talking to the two men as they walked from his office to a holding area in the back of the building. “You’ve done some work for Clair Leonelli, right?”

          “A few small time things, boss. Not on his payroll if that’s what you mean.” Tony responded, wondering where the line of questioning was going. “He’s a crazy little fuck in my opinion. A real loose cannon.”

          “And a serious threat to my livelihood,” Arrion added, waving his cigar around dramatically. “But that’s not the point. You’ve met him, face to face, right? Could you pick him out in a crowd?” Arrion grinned. “Let me rephrase that. Were you in a room full of purple-haired, pierced little punks, would you know which one he was?”

          “Yeah.  I could ID him, I guess.” Tony shrugged.

          “It’d be real easy,” Charlie agreed. “The T-man here double crossed him, after all. You’d just have to find the one that looks at Tony with murderous intent.”

          Tony smacked Charlie in the back of the head. “Don’t help.”

          “Double crossing the Vampire and fucking up with me.”  Arrion shook his head.  “You’re really having a bad run of luck, huh Tony?”

          “Yeah, you could say that.”  Tony grunted suddenly cautious again.

          “Well, you can relax.”  Arrion dropped his cigar into an ashtray as they passed it.  “I’m not gonna ask you to take care of my Vampire problem.  Some one else seems to have done it for me.  I just need you to I.D. him and transport a few things for me.”

          “Some one took care of the Vampire?  You sure?  I can see why you might think it’s a fake.  You should be careful.  In fact, you might want my expertise in this area.”  Tony saw a way out.  Arrion would need his knowledge after all.  “He wouldn’t be that easy to get for one thing.  He’s got three devoted bodyguards.  You should find out what happened to them.”

          “See, that’s the weird thing.  The Vampire’s been a no-show since he got shot up a couple weeks ago and his three goons have been seen all over Judoh, no Vampire in sight.”  Arrion paused at the top of a narrow stairwell.   “According to my sources, the whole organization is buzzing with nasty rumors about the fate of their leader.”

          “I’m the one that shot the little bastard.  That’s what he paid me to do.  I did a nice job of it too.”  Tony declared proudly.  “If I’d known you were payin’ so well for him, I would have done a bit more damage.”

          “Just don’t fuck this up and you might make back what you lost,” Arrion said leading Tony and Charlie down the stairs.  “And out of curiosity, why the fuck would he pay you to shoot him?”

          “We were supposed to shoot him in the shoulder.  Make it look fairly serious then over the next few weeks shoot at him but not hit him.  Something about the only way he could get police protection.  And wouldn’t you know it, Blondie was made his babysitter.”

          ; “Police protection?”  Arrion paused at the foot of the stairs.  “Huh.”  He shrugged then pushed open a door.  “Through here.  Boma brought him here.  You boys know Boma?”

          “Only by rep,” Tony stated.  “Guess he’s a double crosser too.  Word had it, he was on Leonelli’s payroll.”  He stepped in the room and knew immediately who was on the floor.  Now should he I.D. him quickly and get the hell out.  Fuck, this was a new part of the warehouse compound.  He wouldn’t get too far too fast.  “Be careful with that one.  You have to do a lot more than you and I together to be made into one of those things.”

          Romeo, doing his best to play his part, turned to Boma.  “Can we get on with this, beast-head?  I want my cut and I want out of here.  I’m in the business of whacking piss-ant yakuza wannabes, not little boys.”

          “No ‘whacking’ necessary,” Arrion said, amused to Romeo.  “Unless you’re in need of some extra cash…”  He eyed up the young man, every muscled curve translating to dollar signs.

          Romeo wasn’t exactly certain what the guy meant but he tried to be cool.  “One thing at a time.”

          Tony and Charlie exchanged looks as well.  Was Arrion appraising the new guy for his usual business or considering hiring him for a hit?

          “Consider it.  Your friend Boma has been offered quite a bit for his- -“

          “I’m sorry,” Boma cut Arrion off.  “But we need to get this over with quickly.”  The Beat-head seemed a little more antisocial than usual.

          “Sure thing,” Arrion turned to Tony.  “Well, go on.  Inspect the merchandise.”