Slap* The sound echoed across the silent room, "really?" Yamanoi, stared intently at Yoshioka, who hand he had just slapped.

"Relax, it's just a horror story." Yoshioka flipped Yamanoi off.

"Yeah, right. Even if the possibility of an apocalypse arrived," Yamanoi paused to push his glasses up, "I would still live, unlike a monkey who only knows how to swing a little club around." he mocked.

"Please," Yoshioka folded his arms in disapproval, "between me and Iwakura, you two," he nudged to Maeda, "would be the first to go." He emphasized, as he horizontally moved his thumb across his neck.

"I stand corrected, sure Maeda would be the first to go, no brainer in that, but between you and me, I would help send you to hell as a commemoration of our friendship." Yamanoi lunged towards Yoshioka, but Yoshioka was ready for him. As they struggled within themselves, a silent figure kicked them off each other. "The hell are you doing here? Hitotsukabuto Kiyoharu?" Iwakura asked wearily, though being unsociable made his mood hard to follow.

"Just wanted to say hi." Hito answered mockingly.

"Hitotsukabuto-san." Maeda stood, but not to be courteous, as he and the other three guys of cell. 8 knew that the presence of this man in their cell meant trouble. "what can we do for you?"He questioned with caution.

"Maeda, you might not know, but I actually like horror stories. Right, Yoshioka?" He asked.

"I'll give you a horror story, right here." Yoshioka stuck out his tongue as well as his middle finger.

"Calm down, Yoshioka, I was just playing." Hito smiled from ear to ear, "I have business with that." He pointed to Maeda with his chin. "but I guess he forgot about it." He motioned to a contraband letter.

"Ah," Maeda exclaimed with joy. "Thank you, Hitotsukabuto-san." He ran towards the letter.

"Ah, not until we finish business transactions." Hito reminded.

"What business transaction?" Iwakura, the most protective off them asked Maeda.

"Calm down gorilla, I don't do guys." Hito mocked.

"Then?" Iwakura persued.

"I just have to do something for him." He answered. "No big deal." He waved his hands for reassurance.

"Bullshit, nothing small ever comes from a favor, especially from Hitotsukabuto." Yamanoi, butt in.

"Well, just this once, no big deal." Maeda tried to sway away from the question. "Just helping out a couple of instand in for the Nakazaki brothers." He scratched his cheek.

"He trust you?" Iwakura asked, but then paused.

"What? So that was it?" Yoshioka responded, folding his arms behind his head and turning around to stomp away.

Iwakura and Yamanoi stood around for a bit later but then as if satisfied turned around to leave.

'This is Maeda ofter all.' The three thought to each other.