Hey, this is Crazy. I looked over this chapter recently, and thought "Boy this is horrible." Soooo, I've redone this first chapter. I hope it is much better. And as usual, I do not own YYH. If I did would I really waste my time writing fanfics?

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The man walked into his superior’s office with all the grace of a deadly cat. His feet made less noise than a spider on the hardwood floors. Even so, his boss turned around in his chair the moment he came through the door. His boss was holding about three sheets of paper in his hand. The man’s next job.

His boss laid the papers on the top of his antique desk. “Here you are Gentleman. Your next assignment. She should be an easy one.” You wouldn’t guess by the man’s gentle tone of voice that he was talking about murder. “Her name is Mina Locker.” He held up a picture for the Gentleman to see.

The Gentleman’s green eyes remained devoid of emotion as he studied the picture of a pretty young girl with curly brown hair and glasses over her blue eyes. It was impossible to tell that the Gentleman knew her.

“She saw Rando when he took care of her father,” his boss continued. A flicker of annoyance crossed his face when he thought about his underling’s mistake. “So now I need you to clean this up for him. Death is absolutely necessary.” It usually was.

The Gentleman spoke for the first time. “I understand sir.” He turned away, his long red hair swishing behind him.

“Oh, and Gentleman.”

“Yes sir?”

“I don’t want anymore mistakes.”

The Gentleman glanced back. His eyes might as well have been made of the emeralds they so resembled. “I never make any.” He walked out of the room, and left the building to get started on his latest assignment.

No one could tell an emotional war was raging inside of him.