AN: So this fic will have three POV for each chapter but I really wanted to include Kuu's POV. This has similarities to a really old fic that I rewrote a couple of times but it's also a different story. I'm also starting to work on a system that will allow me to update all of my thirty? Forty? Skip Beat fics with special attention placed on 'No Loose Ends'. Anyway, hope you enjoy this.
Don't forget, i love you
Prologue: The Fight
Wow, this walk is a lot different than I remember but maybe that's the problem with spending so much time away from the country in which I was born and raised. I hate to admit it but I've become an old man. There are some benefits to that though. The man I'm walking with through these dark streets is the most famous actor in Japan and has been so for over eight years. He's also my son and a father of his own.
I am honored to be part of his family. I have a grandson that I adore, a granddaughter on the way, and a daughter in law that I love as if she were my own biological kin. I'm really very lucky to be able to spend some time with them. One thing that troubles me though is that I've noticed that at times, Kuon seems to sink into a depressive state. He tries to hide it but when it's prolonged, I want to spend some time together with him.
I move forward and tilt my head to the side as I watch him. "Kuon," I try to tell him and he nods, "We could go to one of the other restaurants that we pass. I know that I -"
"You said you had great memories of this place," Kuon tells me as he looks around and I feel guilty that the place I talked about was hidden away in this alley. It doesn't feel welcoming to me at this time. Julie and I are currently visiting for the holiday season. It's a tradition that Kuon set up that we celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve and celebrate Kyoko's birthday on Christmas Day. I have no problem with this.
"Is everything going okay with the family?" I have to ask him and he nods. Okay, so at least Kyoko and haruto are okay and the baby on the way. "Is this about not movi-"
"Kyoko's dreams are here," Kuon interrupts me and I nod. I know that it used to be Kuon's dream to work as an American actor in Hollywood but when he completely fell in love with Kyoko he did something that I should have done myself. He chose family over his career.
It doesn't take much to realize that we're not alone anymore and I see a group of men who don't look Japanese approaching the two of us. I stare at them annoyed. Either this is some kind of a hate group or I look at Kuon who seems shocked. Is there something going on that nobody know about?
"Dad, could you please phone me from the restaurant," Kuon says out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes never leaving the man in the middle of the pack who seems to be carrying a heavy iron ball on a chain. What kind of medieval weapon is that?
"Hello, Ryan" Kuon says and I stare at the gang. I'm not sure what this means but it feels like there's too many people for Kuon to take on by himself. "You finally decided to buy a plane ticket. Well done. How much did that cost you?"
"You talk a big game Kuon," this Ryan character says and I am struggling to follow this. Are these people from Los Angeles? Did they actually make a trip for some ninth grade revenge on my son, "but I'm here for what you owe me."
I see that Kuon is leading the gang away from me so as not to get me wrapped up in it but I still don't understand what's happening. I want to help. I'm not some bystander who doesn't know how to fight. I've trained for movies. I'm more than capable.
I see Kuon disarm three members of the gang with ease whilst also avoiding Ryan's attacks and then my eyes catch sight of something on the roof. Is that a…this is a trap and I can't believe that Kuon hasn't realized it yet. I make my way over to him, knocking out two of the guys and Kuon looks at me.
"Dad, this doesn't involve you," he says as finally he brings Ryan to the ground and I hear a click. I try to pull Kuon out of the way but the man on the roof has aim on him and I force my way in front of Kuon to block him.
The next ten seconds moves so fast and although I am preparing myself for death, preparing myself for this being the end and for my son being saved. Something or somebody knocks me out and I lose consciousness. This isn't a gun shot is it? Shouldn't the pain be more? Maybe it was so quick that now I'm in the afterlife. I'm really sorry Julie but at least Kuon's alive. He's alive, right?