#eisukefanfic

To Be Continued......

Eisuke glares at Baba as soon as he chimes in with his arms spread into the air. “No!! But you can be first since you feel at liberty to interrupt my solo. This is NOT a duet!”

“Cut it out! You’re ALL behaving like toddlers.” “Kisaki started it!” Ota tried to run but was tackled and slammed into the ground by Soryu as Ichinomiya childishly pointed blame at the youngest. “No NOT the face Sor! And NO I DIDN’T! YOU did Ichinomiya, for always disappearing like that! You’re such an inconsiderate ass***e!” After finally understanding, Sor got off him and back on his feet, holding his hand out to Ota and helped him up. “WE’RE ALL sick and tired of it. We’re beginning to suspect that you have seduced Baba into being your seme!” As if those words had cast an enchantment over the group, everyone froze in their place and silence was the only thing filling the room. “What are you babbling about!? Don`t be ridiculous!” “Wait, wait, wait one minute! Why do you ALL assume that Eisuke would be the uke in this situation!? Is that really what you all think of me?!” “BUT it’s true! Every time you disappear, Baba is the only one allowed to go get you.” “Or the only one who conveniently knows where you are.” Kishi rubbed the back of his neck as he finished Otas’ sentence and looked away from the the two accused. “It’s true.” Oh followed by scratching the side of his head with the barrel of the gun. “You think so too Sor?” Eisuke released Baba and stepped closer to Soryu. “Tcht.” Sor lowered his eyes to the ground before finally speaking, “Every single time the two of you come back it’s one excuse after another, and now your little tryst is beginning to cost the rest of us money and even get in the way of the auctions.” “Don’t get us wrong...we’re glad that Baba finally has someone that can make him... happy?” “Or whatever THIS is.” “We just want the lying to stop and that the two of you can hopefully take this elsewhere.” Eisuk’s jaw had dropped, realizing that their imaginations were damaging his image even more than it already was. “You guys CAN’T be serious?” “We are dead serious. So much so that we even installed extra cameras in the storage room, the last time you decided to play Houdini, so that we could finally see for ourselves what is REALLY happening.” “So...you’ve seen the footage?” “No we all decided to give you both a chance to come clean once and for all.” “Well?” “Well what?! Are you all insane? I wouldn’t touch this one with a ten foot pole! Even during my most desperate of times.” “Well excuse me for not having the face of an ‘Angelic Artist’ like Kisaki over here, but at least I don’t have goat hair on my chin!” “Hey!” Kishi took a step towards Baba. “Hold on, hold on Kishi. Mitsunari?! Are you stupid?” Baba looked at Eisuke after being snapped at. “Oh...right. Sorry, I just got caught up with all the....anyway there’s nothing going on between the boss and I.” “Fine if that’s the way his is gonna be, Ota?” Ota grabbed the remote and clicked the screen on. Displayed was the dark and empty storage room.

“Move it old man, I swear I will shoot, regardless of your presence.” “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let`s all just calm down here.” “Shoot him Sor! I’ll give you his share if you pull that trigger right here and right now.” Eisuke began to shout out commands at Soryu as his cool exterior became broken by his shill cries. Baba began to scroll down Ota’s page. “WTF is wrong with you man? I`ve seen oranges with more personality. The ID`s would be better off replacing you with a bag of rocks. #TheJuiceAintWorthTheSqeeze.” “Do you wish to die bristle head?” The usually calm and collection Soryu had completely snapped. The darkness brooding in his eyes confirmed that he was a single syllable away from putting a bullet through Otas’s head. “Calm down, the kid was only having fun.” “I don’t even know why you’re even defending him Mamo. He Twittered about you as well.” “The word is TWEETED you bag of rocks!” “Ota!” Baba tried to hold back Sor soon after Ota stupidly opened his big fat mouth. “Zip it Kisaki, you’re only making things worse than they need to be.” Soryu continued to struggled against him, attempting to run over Baba. “Let me at em! Since he f***ing loves painting so damn much why don’t we just drain the little punk? Sell his blood at the auction as a water color kit!”   Sor pushed as hard as he could against Baba, but couln’t surpass the sudden strength his adrenaline had caused. As if to make matters worst Eisuke grabbed a hold of Baba’s arm, prying it away with every bit of strength he could muster, releasing Oh from his hold.

“Where were you? I was forced to cancel the meeting 30 minutes after our scheduled time  since you couldn’t even bother to show up. The Vice President is not happy.” Eisuke walked past him and headed upstairs like he had no other care in the world. “What are we going to do about this?” “He does this all the time.” “And the problem seems to be getting worst.” Baba sat on the couch and sprawled his arms over the backrest as he listened to everyone’s complaints. He knew they were right and it was only a matter of time before he could no longer keep Eisuke’s secret. “By the way, on our way back we stopped by the storage room and it seems that the Nefertiti piece will also have to be replaced.” He ignored the expected groans and complaints from the other auction managers. Even though he couldn’t really blame them for becoming frustrated with the situation, it wasn’t as if it was any of their problem in the first place. The only ones who ever really did any work around there were him and Soryu. He clicked his tongue in disgust as his eyes met with Mamoru who was at his usual spot by the window with that filthy cigarette glued to his lips. Once again the lazy cop had hit a new low by not even bothering to communicate or attempt to deliver one single reaction in return. “Enough! If you really feel a certain way about it, then why don’t you try helping or contributing for once in your life. You know, instead of b****ing  and complaining. Ota...you’re an artist for crying out loud! Go pick up a f***ing paint brush, and I swear to God... if you come back here with another painting of Koro...I will put you and that mangy mutt up for auction instead.” Everyone’s eyes widened at Baba’s outburst, even Mamoru flicked his cigarette into a nearby plant and joined everyone in the lounge area. “Baba is right. I don’t know what’s going on with Eisuke, but it seems like he’s becoming more and more useless as the time goes by. Complaining and talking about it won’t solve the issue at hand if no one even bothers to offer any solutions in return.” Soryu angrily snatched the phone out of Ota’s hand as he ignored everyone and clicked away at the screen like the problem would eventually solve itself. “Hey!! Give it back, I wasn’t even done with that!” Soryu held he phone over Ota’s head where he wouldn’t be able to reach it. They all began tossing it around to each other like a bunch of children until Baba decided to intervene and dropped the phone inside a glass of water sitting on the table in front of him. “Where the f**k are you, you little s**t?!” They were all immediately startled by the sound of Eisuke’s deafening shouts and his heavy stomping down the stairs. Baba acted quickly and blocked Eisuke before he was able to reach the group of confused men. Ota jumped beside Mamoru and hid behind his tall frame. “Calm down Eisuke. Don’t act rashly or make any hasty decision, just tell us what’s going on first.” “Did you guys see this little s**t`s Twitter feed?” “What?” One after the other pulled out their phones and began scrolling and clicking away. Baba took the phone Eisuke had been shoving in his face and began to read the text out loud. “Screw you ‘King’ I`m so sick and tired of you walking around here like you’re the Big Mac in charge. Just STFU, step aside and sit your happy meal ass down somewhere. #YouAintS**t.” Baba tried to hold back his laughter, but failed as soon as Mamoru began to snicker behind him. Before everyone knew what was even happening, Sor had already cocked back his gun and pointed it in Ota`s direction.