Hello everyone! I am starting a new story (not that i have finished my previous one, but anyway) I suddenly got this idea, not even sure from where, but I hope you will enjoy it, so this is an AU story, and characters are quite different from what they are in manga and anime. I have written an account for each of them, if you feel that you don't understand what is happening, please say so ( review so ) and i will publish it as soon as somebody asks for it. Enjoy!) please R&R. I really want to know what you think about this (criticism welcomed) :)
It was a dark, quiet and empty street in a not so good neighborhood. People knew better then to go outside after the dusk. Too many wrongdoers roamed the streets. You would be lucky if they only robbed you. What was worse is that almost none of the criminals here were a part of an organized crime groups. Most of them were just junkies, robbing for a fix, raping for the fun of so and killing accidently out of fear and being unable to handle weapon properly. Police didn't want to intervene as most cases were going into nowhere. The culprit would often die soon enough on its own. Be it from an overdose or another Junkie killing for a fix.
Kyoko was sitting in the living room, waiting for Sho to turn up. She was his bodyguard for almost as long as she could remember but lately he has refused to go accompanied by her. He said he didn't want to put her in danger and that he could deal perfectly well on his own. So Kyoko stayed at the house, cooked, cleaned, washed and ironed the clothes – did all the house duties why Sho was out.
He had mentioned a few times, that he found a big group, who would take him in, if he wanted to join, and that he was currently working under them to prove that he - as an heir of Fuwa group was worth of a higher position, than just a henchman. Kyoko has supported him wholeheartedly. She praised his leadership skills, although to be fair they were not that good, though still better than his negotiating skills that obviously lacked. She had to deal with all of the angry men who were annoyed by him after the meetings. I guess he has his faults, but he is born to be a leader, it's probably just lack of experience not his skills. Kyoko has always believed in him, unlike his parents.
She remembered Shoutarou's parents. They were strong leaders. Fuwa group has reached its peak under their rule, they fully controlled Kyoto region. She was immensely grateful to them for taking her in after the death of her father and her mother's escape. She was left alone, but they raised her into a fine young lady, trained her into a strong member of a group, and would gladly accept her as their daughter in law in future. Kyoko loved them, but she also loved Sho. His parents didn't understand him at all. They were truly suffocating their son to the point where he had to run away. How could they tell their own son that he wasn't supposed to take part in the group's dealings? Why they didn't let him try himself out in real life? He is an heir after all! So she agreed to run away with him, to protect the future heir and to stay with her fiancée.
What Kyoko didn't know is that Fuwa came up with this sweet story of a poor son who wanted to work hard, but was stopped by his parents. In reality Shoutaro has started selling drugs on Fuwa's territory behind his parents' backs. When his dealings were found out, his parents were furious. They told him to stop, but their son would not listen. Sho ran away to Tokyo to continue his dealings there. After all his life principle was that money justified the means, so he wasn't bothered by leaving his home, possibly ruining Kyoko's future or selling the drugs and doing even worse things, but Kyoko didn't have to know that.
She heard the door opening and smiled. Sho is back! Kyoko hurried to welcome him back home. He came in throwing of his street shoes and putting his coat on a hook. His baggy jeans were torn in a few places, his shirt had bloodspots, but other than that he seemed to be unscratched.
"Hey, Kyoko, I'm back! Have you prepared the dinner?" He asked in a demanding way, not caring too greet her properly.
She gradually turned into a burden to him, over the past few months of their stay in Tokyo. It was getting harder to hide what he was doing from her, so she told her to stay at home. Unfortunately that meant that he had to stay home as well – at least for some nights. He didn't want to. Sho quickly earned respect from Akatoki group, and earned a higher position effortlessly. The women that worked under the group were always eager for him – young, handsome, with a good position and wealthy. They were beautiful, and what's more important – they never hesitated to give him what he wanted, when he wanted. In that sense Kyoko was absolutely useless. Too dull, too traditional, too difficult to bother with.
"Hello, Sho!" she replied enthusiastically "Of course I have, would you like to have a bath beforehand? Your day must have been tiring? Poor you, working so hard" she continued pestering him with questions. Although Sho saw her as a burden, he was still very much satisfied with such attention and a good service, she provided to him. After all it's been a damn good decision to take her with me. Now I have a personal maid, whom I don't have to pay. Damn convenient. He smiled smugly at his thoughts.
"Yeah, I'll go to bath first, the day has been tiring" he then put down his pistol, picked a change of clothes and went to the bathroom, putting his dirty clothes into laundry basket just outside the bathroom door.
Kyoko knew her drill, so she picked the basket, sorted the clothes and was going to throw them into washing machine, when she remembered that she hasn't checked the pockets. How silly of me! If I forgot the machine could have broken! She proceeded with looking through pockets, finding nothing, until she picked his jeans. She felt a small plastic bag inside and a piece of paper. He always stuffs bills and chocolate wrappings in his pockets. Kyoko smiled at this thought. Some things just never change, or so she thought. When she took out the supposed "rubbish" and looked at it she was confused. Pills? Why would he have pills in his pocket? Is he ill? Is he trying to hide it from me? What if he is slowly dying?! Kyoko was panicking; horrifying thought flew through her head. Wait there is a paper; maybe it's his prescription. She unfolded the piece of paper and stared at it, greedily reading into the words scribbled onto it. When she realized what it was Kyoko was horrified, hurt, not believing, feeling betrayed, angry, and furious. How could he!? She crumpled and dropped the piece of paper onto the floor and ran into her room to quickly pack her things. While throwing in anything and everything she could find, Kyoko made sure to carefully wrap corn and put him safely in a special zip pocket of the bag. While doing all of this she hadn't heard Sho coming out of the bathroom.
"Kyoko, I'm done, where is the food?" His voice came from the kitchen. Food! She thought angrily. This bastard wants food! He will get it then. The angry girl stormed into the kitchen, ready to shove the fucking food straight up the bastard's ass.
"You, How could you do this!? Are you fucking out of your mind?!" she screamed at him, glaring daggers, looking ready to kill him.
"What the fuck are you talking about? I am hungry, Give me the damn food!" He demanded, sounding very annoyed. What the hell is wrong with her? Has she forgotten where her place is? He didn't even turn around to properly acknowledge her. And that was his mistake.
"Oh, you know fucking well what I am talking about. You are selling drugs! Drugs, Shoutaro!" Her voice was shaking from anger, her hands clenched in fists. "It's not a freaking game, how many lives do you think you are ruining!" she glared at the back of his head "And you know what's worse? You are working for the fucking bastards – Akatoki group! They killed my father, they tried to steal your family's territory, and you are fucking working for them!" She screamed at him accusingly, unable to control her anger at him, eyes tearing from disappointment in her best companion throughout her life. "You want your fucking food, well here it is!" She took out the bowl with salad and before he could turn she threw it at his head. It smashed into pieces, covering the man in the vegetables and knocking him out.
"Serves you right" Kyoko spat at him "Go to hell!" She said mercilessly, went to pick her previously packed bag and left into the night.
On the other side of the city two men were sitting in the comfortable leather armchairs, on the top floor of one of the skyscrapers that Takarada group owned. The view of night Tokyo was fantastic, the thought of how much money they were earning right now on the dark, dangerous streets even better. The room was luxurious. Dark green walls, oak laid floors, the exquisite chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. It all created a nice atmosphere for the relaxed discussion.
Tsuruga Ren set opposite his boss, sipping whiskey from crystal glass. It was one of the only few places where he could afford to let his guard down. He knew Lory Takarada probably for almost for the whole of his life, for the whole of his conscious life – for sure. The man was a bit eccentric, but nevertheless very professional when it came down to real business. Today though he came not to chat to his grandfather, but to obtain permission from the boss of the group to deal with the junkies in one of the parts of their territory. The damn bastards started distributing drugs for Akatoki group. He had to deal with it – the sooner the better, but as his boss didn't like violence, Ren had to confirm the plan with him directly, before acting.
"Ren, to what do I owe such a pleasure of seeing you again?" Takarada asked happily, knowing full well that this boy would almost never come to him without a good reason, especially on his own will.
"Akatoki group" He was brief in his reply. Young man sipped more whiskey and took out a cigarrete. "Do you mind?" Ren asked, ready to light it. Of course Takarada didn't mind, but manners and respect for a boss of the group prevailed.
"When I was your age, I didn't smoke" was his short reply, but he still nodded as if telling Ren to proceed. The small fire from a lighter glowed for a few seconds, and then the man opposite him exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"Nerves" was all he said to justify his addiction.
"Ah yes, the stress of working in a criminal world!" He exclaimed jokingly "But you know what?" He leaned in closer to whisper as if it was top-secret information "There are other ways to release some tension other than drinking and smoking." He grinned at his godson and continued "try having a woman, might help you" he winked at him and started laughing at the man across him, who was now looking quite annoyed.
"You know better than me, that for people in our position there is no problem with that, but if you would like to know, than I must say that I am fully satisfied" he answered glaring at the older companion and released more smoke into the air.
"I'm not talking about having a woman sexually," he said in a more serious voice.
"Huh" Ren was confused. How else can a woman help to relax? "What do you mean?"
"A permanent lover, a girlfriend, even better a wife" Lory said.
"Don't even start with me…" he tried to interrupt Lory, but unsuccessfully.
"Stupid boy! Don't underestimate the power of love!" Takarada exclaimed excitedly, almost angry. Ren recognized that he was going into his LoveRulesTheWorld mode. He ignored his long, boring, ridiculous speech. "Are you even listening to me?"
"No" another short reply followed.
"Ah" The older man sighed heavily "Ok, I can just hope that one day you will understand what I mean. Anyway, what's up with Akatoki group again?" He calmed down and got into his business mode.
"They are trying to spread pills, coke and heroin on our territory"
"And you need to talk to me because…" His godson was a fool in love matters, but one of the best when it came to business; he was surprised that he needed advise from anyone on anything.
"You hate it when we have to take serious action. As far as I plan there might be a few casualties tonight. Junkies. No families, no friends, nothing."
"You have my permission" Lory was always trying to put the deaths to minimum, but when it came to drugs and Akatoki he was merciless. "Do what you think is right" Takarada was sure that Ren knew what to do.
"Understood" He finished his whiskey, put out his cigarette and left into the night.