It's been a while since I was last here huh?
But anyway! Did any one miss me?! I sure missed everyone! I'm back with another story too!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone but the plot! Which I'm all too happy to claim! and I do disclaim that I'm just making these Yakuza laws as I go, since I'm not sure how they really are but please bear with me and just go with it! Please enjoy!
This time its an AU!
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A man wounded and bleeding lays, his un-touched dagger in his hand unused.
A tiny shadow appears quietly from the shadows of the old dojo, while a clapping slowly resounds from afar.
"That was perfect Akaya, you killed him without any trouble yes?"
"No problems at all grandfather"
"That's my little boy" a smile widened on the old man's wrinkled face, turning to command a servant of the family to clean the body, the old man misses a gleam of red on dark emerald orbs, the smell of fresh blood on the young child's face, the sword of his family line in both little hands dripping to his bare feet.
This is what it means to be the heir of the highest branch of Japan's Yakuza, to be the only born of the next generation. Even in these modern times filled with companies of business, international trade, advances in medical and economical fields; it's all meaningless to the Yakuza. Hidden in the shadows of modern life, the dark secrets of the past, beings that were never meant to be bred, live and thrive. It's only a matter of time before the world falls under them, under The Kirihara Yakuza.
"How are you today Akaya?" a bald dark skinned middle teenage boy asked walking behind a tiny child of only the age of four. His grey-blue eyes sharp and focused, rarely showing the kindness they present now only in the presence of the child and another.
"Too bored as always, Jackal-san" the young boy answered pouting, walking back to his room his little footsteps sounding on the hard tatami floor.
"That's not a good response Akaya, you're the heir to your family's line" another boy smiled, the same age as his partner his eyes ever closed dark hair hiding most of what would be called a face.
"I know that Yanagi-san gees" a tiny lisp forming with every other syllable, didn't take any thing from the seriousness of the voice behind the words.
"Just facts on my observations"
"Like that's any better Renji"
Giving only a smile in response Yanagi and Jackal continued to follow the young heir to his room on the far side of the mansion. When suddenly out of no where a rain of daggers fell from the sky aimed at the young boy.
"Akaya!" the two older boys reacted instantly both pulled out their weapons nullifying each dagger from reaching its target as they ricocheted off and onto the ground with a dull sound. A sudden shadow flew from the trees heading once again at the young boy, the men saw this but the shadow moved as if on the wind inching its blade at the heirs open neck, when….
"That's enough" a soft voice called for automatic attention from the end of the open walkway, everything froze in place. The blade centimeters to the child's neck pressing against his pale skin, when a smile appeared on his face.
"You've gotten weaker Sanada-san"
"Indeed you have Sanada, we'll have to do something about that won't we Akaya?" the soft male voice teased his right hand man, as he retrieved his blade just as Akaya pulled back his knife from the man's chest mere centimeters from his heart.
"Forgive me Yukimura-sama" returning to his master's side the young man of early twenties looked from Akaya to his bodyguards, quite unhappy.
"Why is it that you two were not beside Akaya?"
"We…"
"Had I not taught him all he knew, he would have been dead now and it would have been your faults!"
"Forgive us Yukimura-dono" both the young boys bowed towards the blue haired man
"Forgiveness has nothing on Akaya's life! Do not make the same mistake again!" the gentle voice of the soft spoken man instantly turned dark and murderous, worthy of his title "Child of God" as well as being the best assassin on the dark market; curtsy to his angelic face.
"SIR" the two teens regained their composure returning their individual weapons back into stand by form, when the sound of foot steps resounded all four men turning their attentions to the child heir.
"Can I get changed now?" taking notice of Akaya's messy hair and muddy smudged face, Yukimura smiled
"Of course, Sanada train a bit with Yanagi and Jackal, I'll take care of Akaya" the blue haired man simply stated as he lead Akaya towards his room
"Sir" the tall late twenties mid built man stood drawing his katana from his waist just as Yanagi took his yari from his back while Jackal took his identical bisento from the pouch on his lower back.
"Looks like we really pissed Yukimura-dono off Renji" Jackal smirked against his current position
"Yes, but after this session the three of us we be able to recollect won't we, Genichiroh-san?" a rare gleam of light brown shone under bangs of black towards the older man, who in turn smirked
"It's good to see you both again, Jackal, Renji"
"You went outside to play in the mud again didn't you Akaya?" the soft whisper of a male voice sounded across a vast room fit for a prince, surrounded by furniture from across the sea, paintings sought after by many merchants, vases and statues only kings and queens look to purchase.
"I'm sorry Seii-nii I got bored, Jackal-san and Yanagi-san are so boring!"
"They are your bodyguards Akaya not your playmates"
"But then who do I hang out with all day every day? You don't visit me all the time anymore" making sure to pout his lips to the blue haired young man as he put the boys summer yukata on, a sweet smile appeared on the man only shown to Akaya.
"I'm sorry Akaya, I've been…busy" the child was still too young to know he was more than just his trainer, but an assassin as well; who was quite busy with all the corporations booming.
"And mommy and daddy haven't been home lately" looking towards his feet shuffling them with would be tears reaching the edges of his large bright peridot orbs, Akaya felt a pair of arms wrapping around him onto a hard chest.
"They'll be back soon Akaya, be patient"
"I don't want to be!" lightly releasing his hold on the boy but not enough for him to leave his grasp, from his kneeling position Yukimura looked into those green orbs
"Be patient Akaya, for me?"
"…Fine but only for you Seii-nii" pouting his baby lips, Akaya hugged his mentor. He was the only one he had that made him feel not so alone, his mother and father were almost always gone, no one in his family were nice or showed any form of kindness; only with Seii-nii did he feel like a human. At least with him he didn't have to feel as if the world was the big and lonely place it was.
"That's a good boy!" seeing the little boy grin up at him only made his heart burst with happiness he had forgotten long ago.
"But what are we going to do today Seii-nii?"
"Hmm lets see how your bodyguards are doing compared to old Sanada"
"Okay!" and so the two left Akaya's room hand in hand closing the shoji door behind them.
Surrounded by darkness and death only by the light of a handful of candles; to show the dead this plane was no longer where they stood, a group of men converse.
"Why?"
"Substitution"
"For him?"
No need for words, everyone could easily tell by the way they were killed it was for him, it was for them.
"The fools" two bodies cold and limp lay untouched on the floor, deep cuts to the throat drenching their pure blood over their bodies, they remain bound by the hands never to let their partner go, they remain strong even in death.
They remain Heads of the family line.
They remain dead to let live their son, through him will they be avenged.
Through him will they remain on top.
Me- how was it? hmm! hmm! please tell me who you feel about this! I always love to hear what you lot have to say! even you all without an account! it's cool I've done it before when I didn't have an account! I love those kinds of reviews!
DO NOT ask me any questions cause I'm not going to answer! also DO NOT go telling me who to pair Akaya up with! I'm the kind of girl who will get tempted to change my whole plot just to satisfy you and if that happens I will stop this story where it stands! I will not continue a story that's no longer mine.