The Host Mafia

Chapter 1

Kyoya sighed as he entered the meeting room, as usual the Hitachiin twins had depressed their leader in some way, Hunny was stuffing too many sweets into his mouth, Mori was watching over his cousin, and everything was in chaos. Shaking his head, he waved slightly to Mori and moved to his own desk, setting up his laptop and entered his password. As the system started to load, he glanced over at the twins.

"Could you manage to leave him alone for today. There is a couple who are three months behind on their payments, and need to be talked to." He stated, and just like that the twins backed off and Tamaki was back in his usual mode.

"Which family is trying to cheat us?" He asked, and Kyoya opened the file as Tamaki stepped around the desk, leaning down to stare at the screen.

"The Fujiaki's hmm. Hikaru. Kaoru. Why don't you two come along with me on this one?" Tamaki asked, and the smile that the twins gave nearly sent a chill down Kyoya's back as they stood and followed their boss out the door. He shook his head, and started to look through other files, when a bong from his computer alerted him to an incoming message.

"Who is it Kyoya?" Hunny asked, as Kyoya clicked on the message. He skimmed it briefly, and frowned.

"From our private detective. It seems that he was alerted to the late fees of the Fujiaki's and looked into it. He says that there is a very important matter that we need to know about." He answered, typing on his keyboard for a moment, and then glanced up at the two men across from him.

"Wonder what it could be?" Hunny stated, and Kyoya shrugged. Glancing down as his computer binged again, and clicked on the message, giving an impatient sigh as he saw that the man had given his report in an attachment. Shrugging, he clicked on the icon, and started to read over the report. Growing slightly irritated that there were two more segments of the report. The first two seemed normal enough, saying that the Fujiaki's had been dismissed from their jobs, and that itself explained the late fees, but he was stumped for a second at the end of the second segment. It stated that the Fujiaki's had lost their jobs two years ago, but had found a different 'method' of paying back their debt. Frowning, he clicked on the final segment, and froze as he read through it the first time.

"Surely not." He whispered, causing the men to glance at him in confusion. Shaking his head, he carefully re-read the report and felt sick to his stomach. He surged to his feet, with every intention to destroy something, but carefully maintained his control.

"Those sick bastards." He growled, glaring up at Mori and Hunny.

"After I get done calling the bank, I want one of you to call Tamaki, and the other to call one of the twins." He growled, grabbing his phone and punching in the numbers that he needed. Vaguly seeing them reach for their phones.

"Why are you calling the bank, Kyoya?" Hunny asked, and his hand gripped harder on his phone.

"To tell them to burn the last two years worth of payments by the Fujiaki's. It's nothing but dirty money." He growled, and turned away as their personal banker finally answered the phone. He knew, that when his boss and the twins found all this out, they would be changing a few things around.

Kaoru glanced around at the large house, it's perfect lawn, neatly trimmed hedges, and perfectly placed rose garden. Everything was perfect, and he didn't like it one bit, because he knew that it all had to be fake. Mostly because, the members of this house had no gardner, and he knew that they weren't the kind of people to do this themselves. He glanced back toward the gate, blinking as he saw a man dressed in jeans, a large denim shirt, big sunglasses, and a baseball cap walk by. He barely registered the horrible outfit before facing forward again as his boss knocked on the door, and heard the sound of hurried footsteps toward the door.

"Well, when you say...Oh! Mr. Tamaki! Wh-what are you doing here?" Mr. Fujiaki asked, his red face paling quickly and his dark eyes darted around nervously, causing Kaoru's hand to twitch toward the gun that rested on his hip. He didn't like the looks of this, the guy was already shady enough without adding this kind of nervousness to him.

"I'm here on business, Mr. Fujiaki. You and your wife are three months behind on payments." Tamaki stated, his voice frigid and his eyes as cold as ice. The man swallowed and moved back to allow them in. Kaoru waited until his twin and Tamaki were through the door, and then followed, making sure to keep Mr. Fujiaki in his line of vision.

"Well...You see...Uh...A business partner is coming by soon, and hopefully he'll be interested in my new method of income. I promise you that if this goes down right, then we'll be caught up." The man stated, and something about the way he worded it caused Kaoru to glance toward the boss. Watching as he sighed and started to rub his neck while shaking his head.

"Well, until we have the money, I'm going to have to find something as compensation. Kaoru, search the house for anything that holds great value. Or at least look like it does." Tamaki stated, he nodded and started into the house, heading for the nearest hallway with doors, and glared at Mrs. Fujiaki when she tried to stop him. Knowing that she had heard everything from the start.

"Surely we can work something else out, Mr. Tamaki?" She asked, and he watched as she paled and stepped aside, no doubt because of the fierce look that his boss probably gave her. He huffed and moved around the woman, deciding that he would find out why she didn't want him going down this hall in the first place.

He huffed as he closed the next to last door, not seeing as to why the woman was so worried about him finding anything of value in the guest rooms. That was all the doors had lead to so far, and he figured that it would be the same with the last one as well, and he quickly opened the door. He stilled as he stared into blackness, then blinked and glanced down as he noticing steps. It was an odd place to build anything underground, and he quickly figured that whatever was at the bottom of the steps, was what the Fujiaki's didn't want them knowing about. Smiling to himself, he eased down the steps, and stepped onto hard concrete at the bottom and glanced around. Blinking as he noticed floor board lights leading to a slightly ajared door at the end of a small hallway, and with a shrug he followed them toward it, thinking that it was slightly cliche.

Once he pushed open the door he froze, the room was designed for erotic things only. With red and white trimmed walls, erotic posters, plush carpeting, and a huge king sized bed in the center of the room, complete with red silk sheets and even a built on canvas for privacy. Yet, the thing that held his attention the most, was the young woman shackled to the bed, wearing a too thin, and too short, gown, looking at him with wide fearful brown eyes. She was trembling, and looking at him as if she was expecting him to do her harm, and for some reason it broke his heart to see her like that, not to mention it looked obvious that she had been through rough treatment before with the scars and butchered hair.

"What...the...hell." He heard himself whisper, and then blinked as the faint sound of cell phones ringing reached them through the still opened door.