Kirushima: A Tokyo Nights Novella: Tokyo Nights Novellas, #2

By Naomi Aoki

Kirushima joined the Tokyo Metro Police Force twelve years ago with a purpose, and it wasn't cleaning the city's streets of organised crime. Would've been a little hypocritical when he was in line to take over the leadership of the Yoong—the Korean group that controlled the port at Odaiba—one day. In the far future, once his current assignment was finished: rooting out the traitor within their organisation.

 

He knew it was never going to be that easy.

 

One assignment for the Metro and Kirushima's world tilted as Sagaki Jun strode into his life, dragging him back into the shadows and putting his job at the Metro at risk. Put their fledgling relationship at risk too… Sagaki didn't know Kirushima wasn't an ordinary corrupt cop.

 

But now his secrets out.

 

A target is on his back and Sagaki's as tensions within Tokyo grow.

Kirushima needs to uncover who the traitor is before time runs out.

 

The Tokyo Nights Novellas are a companion series to Tokyo Nights and can be read standalone but there will be references to events that happen in the main series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: NaomiAoki
• Release date: Jan 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393744559

Naomi Aoki

Naomi is a Kiwi born girl who spends a lot of time laughing at the antics of her kids who are all growing up way too fast, and trying to convince the cat that her lap isn't always a suitable bed. She alos loves to spend time listening to music, watching anime, C-Dramas, and disappearing into worlds created by other author. To keep up to date the latest news, sneak peeks at upcoming WIPs, and exclusive excerpts make sure to follow her on all the socials... https://linktr.ee/naomiaoki_mandygreenwood

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Content Warnings

CONTAINS SCENES/REFERENCES to: Violence/Sex Trade/Crime Scenes/Voyeurism/Light Dom/sub

Author Note

THE TOKYO NIGHTS NOVELLAS are a companion series to the Tokyo Nights series. They can be read independently of the main series, but if you’re curious as to where they fit into the timeline then... Sagaki’s book takes place after Deadly Game, Kirushima’s takes place after Deadly Gamble... and Hiroshi’s takes place after Deadly Gifts.

Prologue

ODAIBA, SIXTEEN YEARS ago

Kirushima crouched behind the shipping containers, peered around the corner and stared at the three men patrolling the area. Not port workers with their black suits, dangerous grins and the weapons concealed under their jackets, but they weren’t familiar either. None of them had any business being here in the middle of Yoong territory, yet before he could inform Mansook Kwoong, head of the Yoong organisation, Kirushima needed to get closer and discover just who they were.

He snickered softly, sneaking up in the strange men wouldn’t be hard, not when the port had been his playground since Kirushima, and his mother had come under Kwoong’s protection eight years ago. Happily, spent hours ducking between the containers, clambering over them and slipping through the cracks which only a small boy could squeeze through as he played hide-and-seek with Kwoong’s men. He’d quickly became adept at moving around the place silently; knew which containers were empty and those that hid secrets the police would love to find by listening to the creak of metal as it shifted under the hot Tokyo sun.

Fully aware of who Kwoong was, Kirushima wasn’t a stranger to the danger that surrounded him. By the age of ten he’d witnessed Kwoong kill. Listened to the panicked cries of men who had nothing left to lose but their lives. Grinned at the fear in their eyes as they realised nothing could stop the knife being dragged across their throats. And those were the ones who got off easily. At thirteen, Kirushima made his first kill, working swiftly to take out targets Kwoong identified as threats to the Yoong—no one ever suspected the small teenager approaching them with a tear-stained face in a dark alley was there to steal more than their wallet. But in the last three years, it had been numbers and computers that had captured Kirushima’s attention. Falsifying financial records and laying down paper trails that would lead the police wherever he wanted to send them, gave Kirushima as much of a thrill as killing did.

He moved carefully, not wanting to alert the intruders to his presence. Stuck to the shadows as he skirted around the back of the shipping containers and circled behind them. Crept closer, squeezed into a narrow gap and listened to the men speak, but the snatches of conversation he caught confused Kirushima. These men weren’t from a rival organisation trying to takeover Yoong territory, yet they still spoke of destroying the organisation from the inside... Kirushima gritted his teeth, dug fingernails into his palms as he fought against the urge to confront them.

These men... they were all cops.

They had no reason to be here, standing in front of Kwoong’s latest shipment from China. Kwoong would have warned Kirushima to stay away from the port if a raid was going down, the police always giving plenty of notice before it happened. But even then, Kirushima doubted it was a raid. There weren’t enough officers to be effective... no dog handlers either, which begged the question: How had they found this shipping container out of the thousands in the port?

And how had they managed to make it this far in without their presence being noted by the men supposedly patrolling the area. Considering the risk, they were taking, the officers looked far too relaxed and then it dawned on Kirushima why.

Someone within the Yoong had betrayed them.

Chapter One

Chiyoda, Tokyo, present day

Kirushima gripped his coffee tight as he strode through the hallway to his second-floor office at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Headquarters, eager to read the message his lover Sagaki, had sent. His mind swirled with reasons as to why Sagaki would message him this early in the day, or at least it was early for his lover while Kirushima had started work five hours ago. He entered the office, locked the door behind him and dumped his coffee on the desk as his phone buzzed again.

He slipped his phone from his pocket as he sat down, keyed in the passcode and opened the encrypted messaging app he’d installed on his, Sagaki’s and Hiroshi’s phones. The content of their conversations was too risky to share over normal messaging services, ones he knew the police could gain easy access too. And it wasn’t only because of their lascivious content, not that Kirushima could see his bosses approving of that either. But when you were a cop tasked with maintaining law and order, dating a man whose name was high on the Most Wanted list for organised crime in Tokyo wasn’t the done thing.

Losing his job wasn’t an option, not when Kirushima was close to uncovering the mole within the Yoong organisation. But then, maybe his connection to the Yoong organisation was as dangerous to his future employment with the Tokyo Metro as his relationship with Jun Sagaki—Shinjuku Ward Boss for the Imaida Organisation, the second biggest yakuza group in the city.

He tapped the screen as it darkened, took a sip from his coffee and smirked at the image Sagaki sent. Cursed him too. He had four more hours of work to go before he could met up with Sagaki and taste the hard cock displayed on his phone. Teasing bastard. Of course, Sagaki didn’t stop at one image as several more flooded his inbox: Sagaki’s hand wrapped around his cock...moving higher with each picture sent...pre-cum collecting on his fingers.... Kirushima breathed out harshly, struggling to rein in the arousal flaring to life in his veins.

And Sagaki wasn’t the only one to blame for making Kirushima’s next few hours at work difficult. His lover wasn’t the one taking the pictures.

Hands off. That cock is mine.  He typed before exiting the app and ringing a number Kirushima was as familiar with as Sagaki’s.

Hiroshi, he growled. I thought your troublesome boss had a meeting this afternoon?

He did. It was cancelled.

And he has no other work to do? Kirushima rubbed his forehead and glanced at the still locked door. "Can’t he go annoy the staff at Quick Finance? Surely they have a defaulter in the backrooms who Sagaki could spend some quality time with." He looked back at his desk, at the stack of reports sitting on it that couldn’t be ignored.

Hiroshi chuckled. Probably.

Then take him there, he hissed, staring at the door as more footsteps echoed down the hallway as the rest of the department returned from lunch. It wouldn’t be long before someone stopped at his office. I’ll be at the Blue Butterfly around nine-ish... if he’s lucky.

You do realise why he’s like this? Who is to blame for his—

Attention seeking ways? He tipped his head back and huffed. Yeah, I know. Sorry. He wasn’t really, but Kirushima could never have imagined that this was where his power games with Sagaki would end up. It was supposed to be a little fun while he worked undercover in Sagaki’s host club investigating financial irregularities...and yet somehow, it had become so much more. Not that Kirushima would change any of it. And as much as he grumbled, Kirushima knew that Sagaki only acted up like this when the business of being a yakuza boss—one who’d fallen out of favour with the head of the Imaida—grew stressful.

You’re not really.

No, I am not. But I am sorry that you’re the one who has to wrangle your boss’s naked arse into the shower and convince him to get dressed.

Kirushima chuckled at the argument drifting through the phone, voices fading with distance as Hiroshi held the phone out of Sagaki’s reach. Hiroshi couldn’t lay the blame for Sagaki’s behaviour entirely at his feet, not when the bodyguard enabled his boss’s bratty ways for his own amusement. Surprised Kirushima at first too, a completely different side to Hiroshi than what he’d witnessed during his time undercover. The man was devoted to Sagaki, a loyalty that ran so deep it couldn’t be shaken by any of those trying to undermine Sagaki’s position. Considering how new his relationship with Sagaki