Hey they're everyone. Well here we are again ready for a new story. Don't ask me how I came up with this one it sort of just popped up. I have read many fics where Shuichi is the cute, innocent boy that we love (no hard feelings anyone for that comment cause I love those fics) but I want to write a fic where Shuichi is kicking ass and saving the people he loves so I thought what would it be like if Shuichi had a job, other then singing as being a highly skilled assassin and nobody found out until Eiri and the others were kidnapped making Shuichi reveal his double life.

Summary: If Eiri Yuki thought his past was bad, he is in for a shock when he finds out Shuichi's other occupation: an assassin working for one of the most powerful underground organization in the world called Kyoushu and is apart of a deadly assassin squad called the 'Death Vipers' and its goal is to put an end to corruption and injustice But it is not until Eiri and the others are kidnapped, will Shuichi reveal the killer inside him.

Enjoy

Prologue

'Do you see the target' A fuzzy voice could be heard over the darkness of the night. A shadowed figure sat on the rooftop of a tall building looking directly into the room across the building, a sniper rifle lodged securely in his hands.

'Affirmative' the cold monotonous voice said over his headset. He positioned his rifle to the right angle and watched the target move around the apartment.

'Is he alone'

'Negative. It seems the whole gang has gathered'

'Take out the big man first then the rest. Leave no one alive. We can't have these kind of people running around causing trouble. It is for the good of this country and the people in it. The Kyoushu can't aford any mistakes' the voice on the other line said firmly.

'Affirmative'

The dark figure crouched down and brought up his rifle so it was pointed directly at the opposite building and looked into the eyeglass, waiting for the right moment to fire. He scanned the room and watched every move his target was making with anticipated moves, the whole scene already played out. Beginning so high up the assassin could feel the light but cool wind blow around him, causing his black coat to flow and sliver around him, his strange coloured hair blowing around his pale features…

BANG

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'What a great day it has been boys' a finely dressed man said to the men around the room. Bottles of wine and saki were distributed around the room and drunken men were singing and laughing. 'We managed to collect all this fine money and even caught us a even greater prize' the man said looking lustfully over to the corner where a girl was huddled there, shaking like a leave.

'What do you plan to do with her boss. If you don't want her I will be glad to take her off your hands' one of the drunken man slurred as he walked up to the shaking girl and roughly cupped her chin.

'No.. Please' the girl pleaded, tears gathering in her eyes and tried to back away from those cruel evil hands.

'Sorry but she is mine. And after I have finished with you maybe I will go after that shelter you love so much' the man said cruelly.

'No you mustn't. If you do all those kids will starve and will have nowhere to…' the girl was silenced by a hard painful slap across the face which sent her crashing into the wall.

'Who do you think you are you little bitch. It is because of me that shelter is still running' the man walked over with evil intent and picked the girl up by her hair making her cry out in pain.

'Maybe it was a mistake to keep you alive. Maybe when I have my way with you I will…'

BANG

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The bullet could be felt leaving the barrel even before it was shot. The Assassin could feel it as he closed his finger over the trigger, the smell of gunfire in the air. The bullet slid clean out and flew towards its target with ease. Through a trained eye you could see the path the bullet was going to take.

The bullet hit the target square in the head and was dead before he hit the ground.

'Huh what was that' one of the men put down his drink and walked over to were the boss was lying in his own pool of blood and almost vomited.

'His dead. The boss has been shot' the men screamed alerting the others around him.

'What. How can that be' guns were taken out of their holsters and were frantically waved around in every direction trying to determine where the next bullet is going to be coming from.

The assassin smiled and watched the commotion unfold. He reached into his coat and pulled out a long bow. He pointed it towards the target and shot the arrow, which was connected to a rope. He slid down and jumped into the room, alerting everyone around him.

'What the hell. Who the fuck are you'

'Your death' and without so much as a flinch the assassin pulled out his gun and shot in every direction, killing three in a slit second. The others looked around in horror at their fallen commrades

'Kill him' they screamed

Suddenly shots were fired in every direction and the assassin managed to dodge every single one with ease as if they were only leaves in the breeze. The assassin was tired of playing around so he closed his eyes and brought up his gun.

BANG

BANG

BANG

Once the smoke cleared, bullet-ridden bodies lay sloan across the room in a bloodied heap. The dark assassin stood in the middle of the bloody room, devoid of any emotions or facial expressions, only death was written in those eyes. A small whimper could be heard and the assassin turned and walked towards the noise. He pulled back a damaged chair and found a girl huddled behind it. He crouched down and the girl looked up and seemed to look at him with frightful eyes.

'Please don't hurt me' she pleaded 'I will do anything you want' The young girl pulled up her skirt to reveal creamy legs. The assassin stood up and turned away.

'Leave, now'

She hesitated before she stood up and hurried to the door before a cold voice stopped her 'If you breath a word of this to anyone. I will not hesitate to kill you' the girl stood still for a moment before she threw open the door and ran away leaving the dark man in the room.

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A few miles away in a tall building a man sat behind a desk looking out into the night. His moonbeam hair shining like stars in the sky. Sharp, cunning eyes looked over the city below him with its neon lights and ignorant citizens. Through the darkness a cell phone could be heard. He picked it up and put it to his ear.

'It is done' a dark cold voice said on the other line. The man leaned back in his chair.

'Were there any survivors'?

'Just the slave girl. She got away'

'Oh well it can't be help. I will send Mitsuto and his crew to clean up the mess before the authorities arrive' the man pulled off his glasses revealing pools of maroon.

'Yes sir' the phone cut out and the man put it back in his pocket.

'Was he successful, Jin' a shrouded figure said in the darkness of the room. Jin turned his chair around but didn't bother searching for where the voice was because it would be no use.

'Yes. Why don't you come out of the shadows, Ren' Jin said staring into the darkness. Ren seemed to laugh at that.

'You know that I can't do that. Assassin of the night never real the night's secrets. If we did then the night would abandon us' and with that the figure retreated back into the safety of the darkness leaving Jin to stare into the empty room.

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'Wow you really messed up the place didn't you. I was told I would have a mess on my hands but I never thought it was like this' A young man stepped into the room. Mitsuto's sharp blue eyes surveyed the damaged room. He spotted the boss on the floor and walked over to look at the body. He whistled his amazement 'Man you really did a number of him didn't you. Shot straight through the head. No wonder they call you the Pink Shadow'

'That piece of filth deserved what ever death dealt him' the dark assassin said coldly and walked to the window before he heard a sickly chocking sound coming from the corner where a man on the brink of death sat, bleeding from the wounds on his chest.

'You think you have won. You bastards don't know who you are dealing with' the man laughed and spat blood on the floor. Mitsuto smiled and pulled out his gun and walked up to the bleeding man.

'I don't think you know who you are dealing with you sick fuck' Mitsuto pointed the gun directly to the man's temple and smiled.

'Meet the death vipers' Mitsuto pulled the trigger on his gun and the loud bang resonated around the room. When the noise died down the dark assassin turned towards the window again.

'Leaving already. But we didn't get a chance to chat' Mitsuto said with a pout on his face

'We never chat. If we did, we would end up killing each other' the assassin jumped onto the window ledge and out the window into the safety of the night.

'True but you know I have always enjoyed are little 'chats' Mitsuto said as people filed in to take the dead away.

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The dark figure walked down the streets with familiar footsteps and watched the lights of the houses around him burn bright with life and warmth. He stood in front of a tall white building with many floors and walked inside. He rode the elevator up and stepped out when it came to his stop. He walked down the long corridor until he came to a white door, no different from the others but different in so many ways. He pulled out a set of keys and pushed them inside the slot and turned to open the door.

'Yuki I'm home

To be continued

There you have it, the prologue to this unusual story that I just had to get out of my system and I guess you know who the dark assassin is If I get reviews for this I will continue with it but just to get your curiosity bubbling I will give you the preview of chapter 1- Shuichi's true profession is put in jeopardy when Eiri and the others are kidnapped forcing Shuichi to reveal the assassin inside him.