Vengeance
Chapter One
-An Additional Player-
The rain outside was heavy, and could be heard even from the inside of the dark room. There was a lone lamp on, set on the corner of a large wooden desk and positioned to keep the person sitting at it hidden in shadow. Lightning flashed outside the windows behind the desk, illuminating the steely grey eyes of the man who had been summoned for reasons unknown. His white spiky hair hung down into his eyes a bit, the black undertones short, just barely touching the nape of his neck. He was dressed in a black Armani suit, the perfect image of a wealthy businessman, all the way down to his Italian shoes. His hands were in his pockets, and despite the somewhat tense atmosphere, he was relaxed, as if he didn't seem to care.
"You called?" he asked the back of the tall chair behind the desk.
"Yes." A soft voice replied, the chair swiveling around, though the occupant remained hidden. Sitting in their lap was a fluffy white cat, its intense yellow eyes staring right at him.
The man arched a brow. "When did you get a cat?"
"This morning." The woman chuckled, scratching the cat behind its ears, though its gaze only seemed to narrow at the new intruder.
"…why?"
She chuckled, letting out a sigh soon after. "I feel as though it adds to my image. Don't you think?"
He shook his head, a small smile coming to his face. "It does…although it's giving me the creeps. Its eyes are staring into my soul."
"Then it's working." She smirked, picking up the cat and tossing it off as it scurried away. "Now…I need you to take care of some business for me Kai. We got word of a shipment of arms from that Uchiha company. I would like those for us instead. For the next few weeks I will be deep underground and trying to get some more information from the inside out, so you will be acting as full lead."
Kai nodded. "Of course. I will do my job perfectly." He assured her. "But I'm not going to use the cat. They make my nose itchy."
"Just don't forget to feed it." she said, waving her hand to dismiss him. "I will keep in contact with you."
"I'll keep an ear out for your calls." He said, bowing slightly. "Until next time."
"Until next time." She repeated, watching him leave. The woman let out a sigh, turning in her chair to face the window. "Everything is about to be set in motion." She smirked, leaning back and enjoying the sound of the rain.
A dark haired man sat outside, the clean afternoon air pleasant and breezy. He flipped through the paper, since he was sitting at a nice patio table on the terrace of his house. He leaned forward, reading an article about a new heist group that appeared to be just another small gang. He sighed, picking up his coffee and sipping at the bold beverage. His phone started to ring, so he pushed the news away and fished the device from his pocket.
"Hello?" he answered, leaning back in his chair as he listened to the voice. "No…" he sighed, appearing a bit angry. "I told you last night that that is unacceptable Donté. You better find that stupid kid and put a bullet between his eyes." He snapped.
The voice on the other line began to talk once more, only making the ebony haired man seem more irritated. "Donté!" he stood, running his hand through his dark locks. "No!" he glared, his light jade depths showing his aggravation. "You better take care of this in the next few hours or I will do it myself, and if that happens that damn kid won't be the only one in a body bag, do you understand?" he hissed, pulling the phone away from his ear and yelling into the mouth piece. "So get it done!"
He hung up then, shoving his phone in his pocket as he walked over to the ledge of the deck, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Goddamn morons." He grumbled. Noriaki was a tall, slender man. He was wearing black jeans and an un-tucked black button up shirt. His features were sharp, almost dangerous looking, though it only suited him, considering he was the current head of the mob.
He leaned against the railing, taking in his backyard until he was suddenly on alert. He reached back and pulled out a silver automatic, turning and pointing it at the intruder in his house. His eyes widened a fraction before it turned into a glare once more. "What have I told you about just letting yourself into my house?" He grumbled, lowering the weapon and replacing it pack in his pants, since the one who'd broken in was none other than his brother.
The younger man smirked, continuing out onto the deck. He looked similar to his elder, though he had a pair of dark green eyes, and his ebony hair was straight in the front, and spiked up in the back, similar to their grandfather, Uchiha Sasuke's. "If you didn't want me coming in whenever I wanted, you shouldn't have given me a key."
"Well it's easier than you whining when I'm running late." Noriaki huffed, walking over to his brother. "So, shall we?" he asked, gesturing to the table that was set for them.
Sanosuke nodded and took a seat, as did his brother. "You will be pleased to know that the new shipment will be arriving soon. I've already arranged for a case to go to you and your people. Test them out and see if you like them, and if so I will acquire some more for you."
"Sounds good." Noriaki nodded. "How about this new little gang that seems to be rising up?" he asked, pushing the paper towards his brother.
He picked it up and scanned its contents. "Are they a potential threat?"
"Not sure yet…you heard anything?"
"Not anything big." He replied, looking up at his elder. "Just a few small gigs they've done. But it doesn't seem to be anything like the Viper situation grandpa had to deal with. They're too organized."
Noriaki let out a sigh and leaned back as a butler came out and served them their brunch. "I just don't get it. You know, usually the punks try to come after us to prove their worth. These guys haven't yet."
"Perhaps they haven't yet worked up the nerve." Sanosuke chuckled, picking up his glass of iced tea and taking a drink.
The elder nodded and ate a strip of bacon. "So has mom been on your ass about finding a woman yet? She won't leave me alone about it and it's starting to get annoying. Saying I need to get a family started and stop being so involved with the family business."
He sighed, cutting into his waffle. "Yeah. But I told her I'm perfectly content to run the company, and that I don't need a woman in my life to be happy. But she just went on about how she doesn't want me to wind up like grandfather and have a stress-induced heart attack when I'm in my forties. As if." He scoffed, rolling his eyes and grabbing the syrup.
"I think I have enough sex for the both of us, so I'm good." Noriaki smirked.
"But sex isn't enough. We have to fall in love." Sanosuke snickered, mimicking their mother.
"And getting someone knocked up and marrying them is not the way to do it." The other man chuckled. "God…sometimes…that woman drives me crazy."
"We're also not allowed to blackmail them into dating us." He added, taking a bite of his brunch. "She wants us to do it a normal way. Like regular people. What does that even mean?"
Noriaki shrugged. "Who knows. Is there a normal way to fall in love?"
"Doubtful."
"Well, anyways. Why don't we finish up lunch and we can talk about the shipment later. Hm?" the Uchiha spoke up, lifting his glass to his lips.
Sanosuke raised his as well. "Good thinking. It's not often we get to relax and just enjoy the weather." He said.
The elder nodded and the two enjoyed a lunch together before they had to get back to their dark business.
"Daddy." A dark haired girl whined as she sat at the bar stool to the island in the kitchen. "I don't know why you're so mad…it was just one hit. Why do you always have to get so weird when I go and kill someone." She pouted. She had long, ebony locks and light jade depths. She looked like absolute perfection and happened to be watching her father move around the kitchen.
Akito let out a sigh as he put away the dishes. "You know how I feel about you being a part of that business Izayoi." He said, turning to face her. Over the years he'd aged a bit, though not in a bad way. Instead of looking like the boy he'd been when he had first impregnated Natsumi, he looked like a man. "I don't like the thought of you doing such a dangerous job, nor do I appreciate how good you are at it."
"But daddy, that means I'm safe cause I am good." She smiled. "Besides…it's kinda like art what I do."
"Well I'd rather you have taken after me than your mother." He grumbled, shutting the dishwasher. "But no, you all just had to go off and be mobsters." He waved, crossing his arms in a huff"
"Dad." She blinked. "Kanamé became a lawyer and Hayate went to med school."
He just seemed to pout even more. "Yeah but they work for the mob on the side." He reminded her. "All I wanted was one little rock star. One child to pass on the legacy of my awesomeness. But no, apparently that was too much to ask."
"But shouldn't you be glad your name will be the only one left? And you won't be eclipsed." She pointed out.
He still didn't seem pleased. "I'm just saying. Neither your mother or uncle went into that business, no reason why all of my children had to."
"Because we're amazing." Izayoi giggled.
"I would just feel more comfortable if you had a nice day job. Something else to do besides killing people." The raven haired man said.
The dark haired woman blinked, looking somewhat horrified. "You mean like…a second job?" she gasped. "But daddy that's so much work!"
"Just how many people do you kill every day that it would be that much work?" Akito asked, beginning to freak out.
Izayoi went a bit wide eyed, getting up from her seat and trying to calm her father. "Not that many daddy! Not that many!" she assured him.
Akito quickly pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her and holding her face into his chest. "My little angel has been tainted by her work!" he cried dramatically. A look of determination came to his face then. "You're going to get a second job. Yes," he nodded, looking somewhat crazed as he began to stroke her hair. "Where you can be normal, and sweet, and innocent. And not die killing people your brother wants taken out."
"Dad!" Izayoi tried to yell, though it was muffled. The door from the garage opened and Natsumi walked in, holding an armful of groceries. "Akito stop freaking out and help me unload that car." She said with a sigh as she placed the bags on the counter.
He huffed, allowing his daughter to pull away as he placed his hands on her upper arms. "Just be careful sweetie." He said, kissing her forehead before walking off to help his wife before she could yell at him.
She rolled her eyes and huffed, sitting back down. Natsumi looked over to her daughter. "What did I say about talking to your father about work? You know how he gets."
"I know." Izayoi huffed.
"Hey don't talk about me as if I can't hear you two!" Akito called from the garage, coming in shortly after with more bags of groceries. "Besides, there is nothing wrong with being a concerned parent." He informed them as he set down his load.
Natsumi shook her head. "Sweetie…only you're concerned."
He nodded. "Exactly. I have to be concerned enough for the both of us." He said before leaving to get what was left.
The pink haired woman rolled he eyes. "You're just being a pansy." She said, looking back at her daughter. "Are you staying for dinner?"
"Naw…I've got business to attend to." She smiled, walking over to her mother and kissing her cheek before heading out. "Bye dad! Love you!" she called before leaving the room.
"Wait!" Akito shouted, bursting through the back door and practically throwing the groceries on the counter and he ran after his daughter. He got in front of her, blocking the front door. "You're not going to go kill somebody else are you?" he asked, somewhat breathless from his actions.
Izayoi sighed, "Dad, it's what I do and yes in this particular case I am going to kill someone."
"Well…just be careful." He said, since he knew saying anything else would be pointless, as he had tried that dozens of times. "And remind your brothers about the family lunch next Sunday. Your grandparents will be there too."
"Of course daddy." She smiled, kissing his cheek. "I love you daddy."
He smiled and kissed her forehead, much like he had earlier. "I love you too Iza. And if you wouldn't mind, call me when you're done, so I know my little girl is safe."
The dark haired woman gave him a somewhat annoyed look. "Dad. I'm almost thirty years old…I don't need to check in."
"Maybe just a text message?" he asked, giving her a hopeful look.
They stared at one another for a while before Izayoi finally gave in. "Fine." She huffed, waving once more. "Alright, goodbye."
When she was gone Natsumi shook her head and began putting the groceries away. "You need to stop being such a spazz."
Akito pouted and walked back into the kitchen. "I'm not a spazz." He said, helping her with the groceries. "Well…not that much of a spazz."
She smiled and leaned over, giving him a sweet kiss. "I love you sweetie."
"I love you too baby." He said, returning the gesture. When they got all of the groceries out away he wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "What do you say we go in the other room where I can better express my love for you?" he smirked, kissing the side of her neck.
Natsumi glanced back at him, a smirk coming to her features. "But sweetness…I need to make dinner."
"The only way I'm gonna let you do that is if I can eat you for dessert. And yes, I will be using the can of whipped cream you bought in the process." He chuckled, rubbing her hips.
She smiled, rubbing against him. "Akito…" she moaned softly.
He slipped one of his hands into her pants and cupped her, feeling her heat through her panties. "You still get as excited now as you did that first night I took you." he chuckled, entering a finger into her. "Remember?"
Natsumi took in a sharp breath, gripping the counter as she let out small noise of pleasures. "How could I forget?" she asked, blushing a bit.
"You're still just as beautiful now as you were then. Maybe even more so." The Uchiha murmured in her ear, circling his finger around her clit before he withdrew his hand from her. Then he raised it and licked her juices off her finger. "My favorite flavor." He smiled, nuzzling her.
Her cheeks darkened. "Come on." She shivered, grabbing his hand and pulling him after her. "Show me how much I still love it."
"Oooh, dessert before dinner. I like it." he snickered, following after her. This was why he loved her though. Things between them never changed, and they never would. He would forever love her, and see her as the girl he met when his band was just getting started.
If only his children could find the happiness that he and Natsumi had. Then he wouldn't have to worry about them so much.