AN!

This will only take a moment!

But I would like to say that I re-touched and re-edited these first two chapters (yay me) now for all you first time readers, you don't have to suffer like the previous had to (ell oh ell)

This was also my very first Legal Drug fic

and still, a special thank you to Marchgirl, who inspired me to get back into fanfiction :)

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Chapter one: Girly Men

Dear diary…

Wait! This is not a diary!

Okay… screw that... Um… ah, oh jeez, I'll just start.

After another 'side job' offered by Kakei, he suddenly gave me this dia- eh, journal. Why would I need a journal?! Dammit I am not a girl!

"But you certainly have the face of one."

The husky voice came from behind Kazahaya's shoulder, so close that he felt the hot air of Rikuo's breath when he spoke.

"GYAA! What the hell are you doing reading over my shoulder??" Kazahaya snapped the book shut and stood up, off his bed. When he turned around, there was Rikuo, grinning an evil grin. How can something so big creep up so silently?

The stare-down begins.

"What?!" Kazahaya demanded, seeing as how Rikuo hadn't moved from his position, or fixed that stupid smile on his face.

"Nothing." Rikuo turned to head towards the door "You may continue writing in your diary." He side-stepped to avoid a flying pillow aimed at his head. After the door was closed, Kazahaya sighed, quickly checking to see if Rikuo had installed any hidden camera's, then sat back down to continue the writing.

Damn him, Rikuo. I will get my revenge some day!

Wow, that sounds stupid, argh. Oh well.

Kakei explained that having a journal to write in weekly is actually healthy, how I'm still don't understand why. But he wants me to keep a record of the 'jobs' that me and Rikuo do. Ahhh but why did it have to be in the form of a diary?

… ah! Journal, I meant!

… The last job was boring, and once again, Rikuo found the object of Kakei's desire first… a flag. Flag?! What? I don't get it. Why does Kakei send us out to find such ridiculous things? Ah, and he doesn't even tell me why, or what special purpose the item posses. Sheesh… well, now I'm out of things to say, soooo… eh, how do I close this? Um…

Bye.

Kazahaya took a swift glance over his shoulder, closed the journal, and stuck the pen between its bindings. Now to endure the days shift. Kazahaya put the book away, under his mattress, and departed, out the door.

Today would consist of, first, Kazahaya looking for his apron, for it was not on the employee rack. Then dealing with Saiga, who held the boys uniform hostage for being late. After ten minutes of 'fooling around' Kazahaya had to stack vitamin pills. Though sounding easy enough, the job required unintentional embarrassment, second. While standing on a stool, arranging vitamin pills in separate spaces, Kazahaya suddenly felt a single finger stroke down his back, from his neck to the knot of the apron on his tail bone. Perhaps not a violent gesture, but certainly enough to send the boy two feet in the air, thus enabling the spillage of a box of Viagra bottles all over the floor. Oh, the cruel irony, figuring out the culprit was easy enough for him. Rikuo, of course, cause there he was, 'helping' him pick up the bottles that was entirely Kazahaya's fault.

"Jerk." Kazahaya muttered while placing another bottle of the forbidden pills in the box.

"Yes?" He heard the playful tone in Rikuo's voice.

"Why are you such a douche head?!" The anger in his voice quickly rising.

"'Douche head'? That's a new one."

Kazahaya shot his head up to glare at Rikuo, who was grinning and keeping his attention on the mess.

"Hmph!" Kazahaya sped up the cleaning to get away from Rikuo.

"Bet this one will be a full pager for your diary huh?"

Past his limit now, Kazahaya lifted his head up ready to tell off the jerk, when he was suddenly flicked in the nose.

Rikuo had on the stupidest smile Kazahaya had ever seen, exposing all his teeth, and yet it still seemed like he was grinning. The fiend!

A growl escaped Kazahahaya's lips as he gathered a few more bottles to finish the job.

"The kitty growls." Rikuo stood up, staring down at the shaking boy. Shaking with anger that is.

"That's it!" Kazahaya stood up and lunged for Rikuo, who simply took a step out of the way. Before He could crash into a stand of lip ointment, Rikuo grabbed him by the wrist and pulled Kazahaya to a tight embrace.

"Let go of me you bulgy freak!" Kazahaya's struggles were useless against Rikuo's bear hug… If you could call it a hug.

"Not a chance. Do you realize that I just saved you from even more time consuming work?"

Silence.

"Ungrateful brat." Rikuo finished.

"What did you say?!" This time Rikuo let him go, and received an unfriendly glare.

Rikuo sighed, "We should get back to work." He flicked Kazhaya's nose again, and walked off.

"Closing time! Oh yeah!" Kazahaya did a little dance as he switched the OPEN sign to CLOSED

Rikuo frowned as he took off his apron. What a little kid. He glanced over to see Kazahaya doing a shuffle over to lock the doors.

"It's good to know your in a pleasant mood." Kakei appeared from behind the cash register, with a mischievous smile playing his lips.

The two teenagers stopped what they were doing.

"Haha! Guess what time it is?!" Saiga made a choke hold around Rikuo's neck, who remained indifferent to the embrace.

Kazahaya cocked his head to the side "10:30?"

Rikuo felt like slapping his forehead, but decided just to sigh while rolling his eyes.

"I have a job for you two, do you accept?" Kakei gently clasped his hands together.

"Of course we except!" Kazahaya punched his fist into the air.

Saiga grinned, and Rikuo sighed, again.

"Why do you always do that?" Rikuo stooped down to glare at the smaller boy.

"… Do what?" Kazahaya asked innocently.

"Take on a job before knowing what it is."

"… Is it really that bad? After all, I need the money."

"Har har! That's right! You should be more like Kaza-chan here!" Saiga smacked Kazahaya's back, causing him to stumble.

"…Chan?" Kazahaya mumbled.

"Okay boys, what you will be looking for tonight is a mirror. In the abandoned factory a couple miles away." Kakei smiled his all-to-kind smiles, which made him look like he was secretly plotting something.

"Right! We will be on our way!" Before Kazahaya had a chance to unlock the door to run out, Kakei's calm voice emerged.

"Just a small bit of advise, don't look at your reflection." Kakei, with that, turned and gracefully walked into his office, followed by a snickering Saiga.

"…Does he mean on the mirror?" Kazahaya asked Rikuo.

"Obviously dumb ass. Your lucky I'm here or else you would do the exact opposite of what Kakei wanted you to do." Rikuo strode past Kazahaya, who had a clear vein popping out of his forehead.

"Why you!-"

"Lets go, your voice is giving me a headache." Without a backword glance, Rikuo stepped outside.

"I'll give you a headache all right…" Kazahaya mumbled as he followed Rikuo.