Viewfinder/Love Prize GW fusion fic

Notes and partial chaps -

It was supposed to be a simple job – get in, get the picture of the corrupt official taking a bribe, get out and make enough money off the prints to pay his rent for the next year. He was even using two of his precious hidden cameras to catch the money shot. One was strapped to the under side of his wrist, hidden by the cuff of his sleeve, and the other more cleverly disguised in the shirt pocket button of his waiter’s uniform. All that was needed was a bit of patience and luck. But all of Duo’s careful planning was for nothing when *he* showed up.

Duo had already taken several pictures of the official, but nothing yet incriminating; nothing that couldn’t be easily explained away as perfectly legitimate. The deal, however, was about to take place. It was evident in the sudden shift of posture, the tensing and hunching closer of shoulders lending a conspiratorial air to the two occupants of the booth.

*end*

The tall, green-eyed bodyguard approached Duo and began to rip the button camera from his pocket. Duo could only stare in shock, as if he were a spectator outside of his body witnessing the assault on his person. After the camera and wires were yanked from the shirt, the bodyguard brought forward something from his own pocket and pinned it to cover the gaping hole in the boy’s shirt. “A gift from the boss. Wear it with pride.” He grinned before spinning on his heal and walking away.

Duo watched in stunned silence, his mouth hanging open, as the man moved away from him. Despite the uni-banged ogre’s best efforts, Duo could hear the man snickering. He looked down at his breast pocket, where his camera had been and stared at the object that had been put in place. “what…..” he reached with two fingers and tilted the circular button upwards so that he could read what it said. “What….” An advertisement for Club Sion, in big neon lettering, winked back at him. His face turned several shades of red and there was the fire of anger in his eyes as he flashed them at the retreating back of the bodyguard. “WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!?!?!”