Transformations and resurrections

Unbreakable Sequel

Disclaimers: I don't own Slam Dunk. I don't own any crime organizations as well.

Author: Darkhooded-angel

Warning/s:

Aside from the disclaimers, the fanfic contains foul languages and
yaoi, boy to boy love. It will not be lemon. All the groups and
stealing here are not true, but truth be told, I do not know. There
are different pairings, but of course, Senru is the main pairing.
Hehehehe... there's only one thing that should really be kept in mind:
The story is fictional. Be warned as well that this is not a happy-ending fanfic.

Updated after centuries...

Summary:

Eight years before, when Rukawa Kaede and Akira Sendoh were still high school students, a forbidden love grew between them. However, Rukawa is the head of the Triad, which is the rival of another crime
organization, which happened to be owned by Sendoh Akira's father.
After a very bitter incident, this is what happened...

Note: Rukawa will use the name 'Cedric Dennis Errol'.

Unbreakable sequel part one:

(After eight years of the first part...)

(Tokyo, Japan)

The alleyways of Tokyo are dark as usual, and there were people there. It had provided a home for a group of people who had been staying there every night the last eight years, seeking a place to stay with their loved ones without the peculiar looks people will give them once they are seen.

The cold wind blew all over the city, sending chills to the spines of every citizen staying at the streets. However, the occupants of the alleyways did not move a single muscle. They had the warmth they needed, except one of them.

Kiminobou cuddled closer to the person beside him. Hisashi smiled as he embraced Kiminobou. "Are you cold?" He asked. Kogure shook his head. "No, Hisashi. I feel very comfortable."

Hanamichi taunted the two. "Hey, you two stop all the mushiness, will you? It's drowning us all here." Hanamichi said with a casual wave of the hand. It earned him his friends' snickers.

Maki entered the scene. "You know what, Sakuragi? If only that was you with Kiyota, you would not be irritated a single bit." He said, and added. "You're just angry because he had to stay in his job a little longer than usual."

"What did you say, senior!" Hanamichi asked Maki, his face redder than beat red. "HEY! Shin is older than you; you better not talk to him like that!" Kenji answered Hanamichi for Maki.

Akira sighed. This was the usual scenario. There were noises heard from the background. As the others bickered with each other, the lost boy wandered off.

He cannot remember a single detail of his life since he was sixteen. Now a grown up, twenty-four years old to be exact, owning a café and volunteering as a nurse in the largest hospital of Tokyo and the whole country, he had always been feeling something is wrong.

People around him had always been telling him that he is a very jolly person since he woke up at the hospital room when he was sixteen. Since then, he tried to be one. Sometimes, though, the emptiness of not knowing who you really are is very strong.

Ever since whatever incident happened when he was a teenager, he continued his life: a jolly person with a cute irresistible smile. They said that he was a basketball player. To show his respect to them, he continued the said career until he finished his high school years and, surprisingly for him, he won as the MVP. His friends said that they were really expecting for that. However, even with the success of being the Japan MVP, he left the basketball league.

Up to until now, he cannot remember how his friends were like before he woke up in that hospital room when he was sixteen. However, they had been friends long enough for him to know who they are.

Regardless of the long eight years, he had always felt lost every time these people stay with him. They are fifteen people, aging from twenty- three to twenty- five. Ten of them are gays, being yaoi couples and all. There is Uozumi-san and Akagi-san; they have been together since high school like most of the other people there: Ryota with Ayako, Hisashi with Kiminobou, Hanamichi with Kiyota and Kenji with Shin-ichi.

However, on their way to college, Jin and Hiroaki broke up. Jin found a girl named Shauna and they became mates. Hiroaki found Fukuda and they became partners. Even though, the two of them remained friends, and Fukuda and Shauna joined the group. In fact, now that Shauna and Jin are arranging their wedding, Jin is actually planning to take Koshino as his own best man at the wedding.

As seen, the group is paired into lovers, and the poor one with amnesia was the odd one out.

He talked to Sakuragi one time when he was very drunk, while they were at a club, without the presence of Kiyota. He can still remember what the redheaded monkey told him:

0000

"Hey, baka smiley, you feel pretty lost there, ne?"

"Uh... Yeah, I guess."

"Too bad for you. If only that stupid fox was here. You make a very good combination; he will keep you good company. Or maybe YOU keep him company. The two of you are the mushiest couple in the group, next to Kogure and Mitsui. Ouch, my head is aching already! But of course this genius will not collapse! (hiccups)"

"Uh... Sakuragi? Who is /that stupid fox?"

"You do not remember him? Are you sure? (gulps another glass of sake). You know us but you don't know him?"

"I do not remember him... Who is he?"

"Ah! Stupid you! (holds his head) Argh! (passes out)"

000

After Sakuragi passed out that time, Kenji arrived at the table. When Akira asked Kenji who is 'stupid fox', Kenji's face paled. He told Akira to forget it, 'the stupid monkey is too drunk again'.

Frankly, he thinks they are hiding something from him. That is what he wanted to know.

000

Hanamichi stopped arguing with Kenji when he saw one of his friends lost once more. "Hey, look at baka smiley, getting lost once more. That was the fifth time this day, right?" He asked, pointing to the lone sitting figure near the end of the alleyway, watching the cars passing by.

Miyagi stopped eating his ramen and looked at the boy as well. "Well, you know what, Sakuragi; you can not blame the guy. He feels left out. You will feel like that, too, if you don't have some one to love. Am I right, Ayako?" Miyagi nudged the girl beside him. Ayako gave him a whack in his head with her legendary paper fan.

Hanamichi pouted and sat down on the bin beside him. "Everything is the fox's fault. If only he did not disappear like a bubble after that weird incident, maybe Akira will be happier. Why did he just leave his boy friend, anyway?"

Kenji bowed his head; he never wanted to discuss what happened.

This group was established when the six yaoi couples spied on Akira and Kaede. Seriously. Then, they started hanging out with each other. After that week, they were very surprised when they heard the main news of Kanagawa.

Sendoh Akira was found unconscious in the middle of a supposed-to-be hideout of a crime organization. The place was a mess: There are many dead bodies surrounding him, blood painted the walls and the floors. There are bullets all over the place, and many bottles, which seem to be containers of different chemicals, are scattered all over the place.

Most of the bodies were recognized as big time criminals. The police officers and investigators have no idea how they are connected, since the people there have different nationalities, and most have been in and out of different countries in the last five years.

Since then, they will always visit Sendoh in the hospital. They tried to help him remember things so he can help the police officers, but Sendoh never recovered from his amnesia.

Weirdly enough, Rukawa never showed up. Wanting to help their newfound friend, they got the address of the boy. Do you know what greeted them? A big mansion-slash-palace owned by an English businessman named Rudolph Errol.

Everyone was very outraged at that. Rukawa Kaede disappeared just like a bubble, leaving Akira alone. Not wanting to break his heart, they decided not to tell him about Rukawa.

Their friend had always tried to act happy: doing stupid things to make them laugh whenever they are feeling down. But there was something missing in the current Sendoh Akira that the Sendoh Akira of the past has. That can be proven by the number of times he went to his dreamland. You just have to look in his eyes deeply.

Kenji sighed.

000

(Rome, Italy)

Everyone has their winter coats on. It is winter season once more, and the Yuletide season is just at the corner. All people are excited, despite the coldness of the place. Most people there are Christians, so it is not surprising that they are behaving like that. Besides, the Vatican City is located at Rome.

Truth be told, he is a Christian himself. However, he does not feel the energy to celebrate. His birthday is even fast approaching, but this certain twenty-two year old is too busy with his job.

The young man beside him stared at his master. Cedric had been facing his laptop for three hours straight. He is very hotheaded. Despite the fact that he is just twenty two, he is a very deadly person. He is a young person, alright, but he is already considered a veteran in the field of the said... ahem... jobs.

Noticing the look of his assistant to him, Cedric turned to Yokaze. "What do you want?" he asked, glaring at the poor man. Yokaze smiled as he shook his head, signaling no. He knew better than say what he has on mind to his short-tempered master. As Cedric went back to what he was reading on the net, Yokaze sighed.

After the encounter with the Black Hand, which had eventually ended the said organization, Rukawa Kaede disappeared: the indifferent but, deep inside, kind master of the Triad. The person beside him replaced Rukawa Kaede: Cedric Dennis Errol.

Cedric Dennis Errol is a very different person from Rukawa Kaede. Although Rukawa Kaede's eyes icy blue, Cedric Dennis Errol's eyes are freezing cold: colder than that of Antarctica. He saw Rukawa Kaede smile a couple of times before, but now, feeling had totally left Cedric's heart.

Only he and Norman (Maki) know why. Aside from them, the other members of the organization had always wondered what happened, although they have a clue that it was about the Black Hand.

He had remained loyal to his master, and continued to work for the Triad. Norman lived happily and peacefully in Japan. Norman still works for the Triad, but he is only needed rarely. In fact, that twenty-five year old only works every time there are very important people visiting Japan.

Business in Japan had grown weak, and the master of the Triad has no plans on settling the business there. Besides, the business in the west had blossomed to its peak.

Whatever anyone in the Triad might like to say, as long as the Triad organization is the best-known organization in the said field, his master seems contented.

0000

The screen is filled with yucky pictures, and for once he is stopping already. He means... what the fuck? What kind of sane person will look at the yucky pictures of drain canals in Italy just to accomplish a mission perfectly? Besides, he is the leader! He is not the one who's supposed to do all the researching! Alright, he did before, but the organization is already too big and had more members! Their operations had grown bigger, and are not just the usual museum stealing they did before.

He closed the damned laptop and stretched, just to see his assistant looking at him, concerned. He rolled his eyes at the man and went to his house-size bedroom to sleep. As he opened the window to let the winds inside the room, he sighed. Below the hotel are couples enjoying the snow.

His eyesight blurred as he felt hot liquid form in his eyes. He clenched his fists as he breathed hard enough to keep his tears at bay. He closed his eyes tight shut.

He thought that by staying this way, he might be able to help himself from forgetting Akira. But fucking hell, he did not forget Akira. He caught Yokaze staring at him for a long period of time. Maybe that was what he was thinking. Ah, hell.

He tried all he could do to forget Akira. Unfortunately, he cannot. No one caught his heart like how Akira did: the way he smiles, the way he had lifted up his spirit from the pits of the darkness of his past. Today, Akira is merely a part of the past.

'He is merely part of the past.'

'Just like Rudolph Errol and Audrey Bridgette Errol.'

He shrugged the thought off as he went to get his coat on the wall. There are really times when one has to unwind himself. As he got his coat, Yokaze entered, startling the 22 year old.

"Sir? You're going out?" Yokaze asked, smiling at his master, like he always did. However, there was worry in his eyes as he clutched the phone in his hands. As he saw a nod from his master, he bit his lower lip. "You see, there was a phone call from the Japanese branch, from Xing Ha to be exact. Maybe you can talk with him first before you go. He said that it's pretty important."

Cedric nodded as he got the phone.

00000

"Moshi moshi."

"Um... Sir Cedric, is that you?" The voice on the other line asked. It was nervous. "Yeah." Cedric affirmed him, all the while staring at the picture in front of him. This better be important, he thought inside his head, or I'm going to kill Yokaze.

"Quetzal:A/N#1:went undercover in the Japanese technology last week. He found out something that will be a great help to the next mission in US. It can also be a potential danger to us."

Now that got his attention. He got the phone off his left ear and arranged it to his right ear. "Are you calling for a meeting tonight?" He asked, although Xing Ha can catch the order in the voice of his master.

"Yes, Sir Cedric." Xing Ha kept a mental note to call all the top officers, counting up to twenty five. "Good. I'll be there in thirty minutes."

Xing ha gulped as he heard the phone click. That will mean calling all the officers in thirty minutes. Damn!

He started to call the officers, firstly digging through the large stacks of papers. 'Stupid Xing Ha,' he thought, 'you should have computerized these before.'

0o0o0

Cedric sighed as he put the phone down. Damn. "And I thought that I will be able to unwind." He murmured as he got his wallet.

"Aren't you going to use the car, sir?" Yokaze asked as he noticed that his master was already leaving without the car keys. "I'm going to the subway." He murmured as he opened the library's door. Yokaze stared at him as if he was the world's most insane person. "Metropolitana? Are you going to Ciampino Airport using the enemy's territory?"

True, Triad is already the best-known organization, but there is still forbidden spots on the world for them. There are still aspiring organizations dreaming of their position and power. That would include Red thumb, an organization based in Italy.

"They do not know me."

With that, he turned around, closed the door and went to the subway.

0o0o0

December 23

Cedric rubbed his forehead as an intense headache came his way this very 'lovely' morning. The meeting was a real headache last night. Thirty minutes extended to three hours: thanks for being stuck in the subway and the delayed flight.

There was something that he learned last night that is very important, though. Japan had allied with USA when it comes to technology. They are now developing very sensitive radar that is designed for detecting aircrafts controlled by crime organizations to travel from one country to another.

That is really something.

Well, he should continue his distracted unwinding. Besides, he hadn't visited his homeland for eight years already. This place offers a great amount of memory and great deal of pain. But, there is no use in this bullshit, right?

He cannot forget if he will try to stay away from it and run away from the past.

Maybe he should start with going back to his house on Kanagawa. It had been a long time since he did not ride a bicycle. Is his mountain bike still working?

With the thought of renewing, he rode a cab.

0o0o0

Akira stared at the paper he was holding. "Business is good today, isn't it?" He asked Kenji, his business partner in the coffee shop.

Kenji nodded as he got the inventory from a waiter. Indeed, they earned 200 of their usual outcome. He was wondering why.

Just as if to answer him, a group of businessmen-like people laughed with Maki. They were chatting happily with each other, and called a waiter. The waiter seemed to have a hard time listing all their orders, which took four pages of listing.

'OK.' Kenji thought. 'I understand.'

0o0o0

Kaede lied on his bed. The mansion still looks like the same way that it was before, all thanks to Keiko. It's nice to have people he can rely on: but it's not good to always rely on them.

His cell phone rung. He stared at the screen, just to see Norman, or Maki, in the screen. He answered it.

"Master, we have a meeting today, all is set. We are at a coffee shop down the block of your late dad's house." Norman said as he seemed to have bumped someone.

"Yes, I am going." He told the speaker, although deep inside, he feels like something will go wrong. "Norman?" He asked the person on the other line. Maki responded. "Yes, master?"

"Who owns that shop?" He asked Maki. Norman seemed to stiffen at the question. "Master, please go here in disguise. This is Akira's café. Although he still has amnesia, Kenji is also here as he is Akira's business partner."

Kaede felt his throat tighten.

0o0o0

The coffee shop is now filled with people. Most of them looked like very rich people. This amazed Akira, but it amazed Kenji more. He didn't know that Maki knows a lot of people from the first class.

"Kenji-san? Can you please take over here first as I help the chef at the kitchen?" He heard a disgruntled shout from a side of the café. Shrugging, Kenji went to where Akira is. Shit.

"HEY! I don't know anything about machines!" he shouted as he turned pale at the sight of a broken machine. "I didn't study engineering like you." He added, although softer this time. Akira rushed to the chef, just to see him looking at recipe books over and over again. The pasta looks OK, but the sauce looks a bit, err, undercooked.

"What happened to the white sauce?" He asked to the indefinable white sauce lying limply at the edge of the table. After three years in this business, this is so far the busiest day in the shop.

But Akira will never know that how busy his shop is will be nothing compared to how restless he will be the next few days.

0o0o0

TBC

A/N:

Finally! I decided not to continue Unbreakable anymore: look at is and tell me that you'd gladly read it. Anyway, about A/N#1, I usually use animals as their code names.

I'm writing again. Just letting Ate Ingrid, Jam and Grace know.