The Immortal Yakuza
-I own nothing-
Fully dressed and armed, Keitaro sat down at the head of the table and listened to Haruka talk.
"So let me get this straight," he said getting the attention of everyone, "That old bag wants me to take over the Urashima family inn and everything that comes with it?" He asked slowly.
Haruka took a puff of her smoke and nodded, "Yes, she thought that it would make up for what happened,"
Keitaro scoffed, "You act like it was some little incident that can just be swept under the carpet, but here's a news flash. You all abandoned me... I'm a nameless ronin now."
Haruka sighed, "Keitaro we're all sorry for that, but you are the only one who can become the manager."
Naru banged her hand on the table, "Haruka?!" she cried, "This guy can't be the manager, he'll molest the children."
Keitaro grit his teeth, "You shut the fuck up whore, I have a good mind to close this place down and sell it so don't fucking push me or you'll all be out on the streets faster than you can yell pervert,"
Surprisingly, Naru sat down quickly but had a pissed off expression on her face.
"Ah, excuse me, Manager-san what are you taking about, how did Haruka and Hina abandon you," Shinobu asked.
"It's nothing Shinobu-chan" Haruka tried to say only for Keitaro to cut her off.
"Nothing my ass. Listen kid I'll tell you the truth" he said turning to face her, "Three years ago I was walking home when two groups of yakuza started fighting. I didn't know what was going on and ended up being stabbed, when the police showed up they blamed me for murder and my oh so loving family disowned me the vary same day for being a yakuza. They finally found the real killer and released me so I've been on my own the whole time... that's the short and quick version, maybe I'll tell you the long one later."
No one really knew how to respond or even had anything to say after that. "I'll think about it," Keitaro said breaking the silence, "I'm going to bed, so if you know what's good for you you wont mess with me unless it's important."
Standing up he walked out of the room and closed the door.
With the door to his temporary room shut, he grabbed his bag and locked the door before opening the window and moving over the he desk. Finding his headphones and Ipod he turned it on and began listening to a random song before pulling out a taped cigar box with a grin.
"Pa-pass me the dutchie witcha left hand, I got the whole club nodding like the 'yes man'-" Keitaro sung to himself after stumbling from his room with a half smoked and unlit joint hanging from his lips. It was around eleven in the morning so he didn't worry with being seen. Dressed in a tee shirt and a pair of sweat pants he made it to the stairs and slid down the rail.
"I'm in my polo tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants, she on a Jubilee, call me the X-man..." He trailed of as a small yellow turtle flew in front of him and waved.
Taking the joint from his mouth he stared at it then at the turtle, "I am tripping out," he muttered sliding it on top his ear. "Pa-pa-pass me the dutchie -thunk-"
He fell on his back as the turtle flew above him, "Myu?"
Having thought it was a hallucination he tried to walk through it only to find, "Holy fuck! Your real!?" he yelled pulling his pistol, "Die demon spawn of Satan,"
-Ten minutes later-
"Ah... sorry about that" he trailed off looking at the turtle.
"Myu,"
"We cool?"
It nodded and floated to the top of his head where it rested, tired from having to dodge bullets.
Keitaro sighed and walked to the kitchen hungry as hell.
Shinobu walked into the kitchen a few hours later with Su, both wanting to get an after school snack. Walking in she gasped as all the cabinets were open and all the food was eaten. "Oh my god" she exclaimed.
Su found the remains of her bananas and cried, "Who would've done such a thing"
Kitsune walked in and shared the monkeys pain when she found her sake bottles empty, "Ok now what monster drunk my weeks worth of sake."
"Weeks worth?" Keitaro's asked walking in, "All that didn't last two hours" he said holding his head.
Shinobu turned around, "Keitaro-san this had to last us all week, what are we going to eat?"
Keitaro looked at the three, Shinobu looked worried, Su was crying, holding the banana peels, and Kitsune gave him a sad glare. Sighing he scratched his head, "I guess you'll just have to go shopping,"
"But we're broke," she told him.
"How much did all this cost?" he asked crossing his arms while the little girl dug around a drawer to pull out a huge receipt which she unfolded multiple times.
"98,739 yen," she stated.
Keitaro raised a brow and sighed before reaching into his back pocket, he did eat all the food so he would be a good manager and replace it. Opening his fat wallet, he counted out 100,000 yen and handed it to the young girl. "Here, use that to replace it all,"
From where Kitsune was standing, she saw the stack of cash he had and was planning on borrowing some, after all, who could resist her flirtatious ways.
Keitaro turned away and left the kitchen before heading back to his room where he had lit a shit load of candles and opened the windows. Being nosey the night before, he had searched through Hina's stuff and while most of her personal things were missing, he had found a set of decorative katanas which he had messed with. Being the 'Immortal Dragon' yakuza, he had taken to using swords or knives from time to time. But seeing as carrying a Katana around was stupid, he mostly used the short ones that were around a foot or so long and were easily concealable.
Looking out the window he saw that it was starting to rain, he loved the rain. It was peaceful and helped him think, the soft piter patter of the raindrops hitting the window just seemed to calm him down, even when he was in a violent rage.
Getting dressed and taking the blade, he left the gun in the drawer on his desk and left his room. Finding an umbrella at the door he opened it and walked out the door.
Haruka sighed and looked out the window, rainy days were slow days for her tea shop. After all who wanted to walk through the rain for a cup of tea? Sitting at a window seat she absent-mindedly stirred the tea around. Keitaro was defiantly different than she had expected, Hina had told her that he would understand what happened but for the first time ever HIna was wrong. Keitaro held it against them and... hell it was probably safe to say he hated them.
She had always loved her little Kei-chan, she loved it when she would baby-sit him. She was slightly afraid that she loved him a bit too much. That was probably the reason she would playfully swat him every time he called her 'aunt', not wanting to be reminded that she was in fact blood related to him and thus, unable to be in a relationship.
When she had found out that he was supposedly a Yakuza she had cried but none the less accepted it. So when she found out that the charge of murder were dropped and he was proven to be innocent of everything, she felt like a bitch and that she had betrayed him. Didn't help when Kanako, Keitaros adopted sister and secret crush continued to remind them that they betrayed him and that it was their fault that he was now living on the streets.
"I shouldn't be surprised that my feelings would return," she muttered looking out the window, "What the?"
Speak of the devil, there was Keitaro... Sliding down the wide stone rails of the Hina inn like he was on a skateboard. The large toothy grin on his face as he slid at a moderate speed and balanced the open umbrella to keep him from going too fast made her heart ache. She half wanted to call out to him but knew that she would destroy his good mood. The way his leather coat flapped softly behind him made him look like the storybook hero coming to the rescue.
He didn't even glance at her as he landed on the soggy grass and moved onto the stone walkway.
Keitaro smiled slightly as he strolled into the city, ignoring the people rushing by cursing the rain and using anything they could to block the water droplets. Concentrating on the water dripping off the brim of the umbrella he almost missed the person trying to get his attention... almost.
"Hey man, aint you Keitar-?" the person called reaching out.
Spinning around Keitaro caught the offending hand and twisted it until the person cried out in pain.
Blinking he studied the person for a secound, "Shirai... Haitani? what are you doing here?" he asked slowly, letting the boys hand go.
"We could ask you the same question, what's it been, like three years since you left,"
"You know how things can go," Keitaro muttered, "But what are you doing here?"
"Oh," Shirai started, "We were planning on babe hunting when we saw you and decided to catch up, want about you,"
Keitaro shrugged, "I love the rain, helps me think," he answered.
"So anyway," Haitani picked up, "Want to roll with us? Who knows you just might get lucky and finally get a girl."
Keitaro's devilish grin was all the answer they needed.
Two hours later the two boys were bowing to Keitaro who showed off a hand full of papers with phone numbers on them. In all there was around ten from senior-class schoolgirls, three from middle-aged women, two from female teachers, and three from random women near main-street.
"So I have 18 numbers, what about you two." he asked stuffing them in his pocket.
The two boys stood back up showing off a collection of slap marks.
"Never mind, I guess i'm the only one here whose got what it takes to woo the fairer sex," he said in a dramatic voice. "You two will be destined to a life of paying for sex while I get it for free."
Not one to give up so easily Haitani proclaimed, "No this was only practice, I'll get... her number" he said pointing to a girl walking across a bridge with long dark hair and pale skin dressed in red and white swordsmen robes.
Neither of the two noticed Keitaro narrow his eyes, 'Shinmeiryuu' he thought with a frown. Who would've thought that there would be one of their swordsmen out of Kyoto and away form the school.
Long story short, Haitani and Shirai were knocked back by her umbrella and landed in a heap by his feet just as he stepped foot on the end of the bridge.
The two jumped up, "I just remembered that I have something to do, you can handle this one right Keitaro-sama?" they both said at the same time before bolting away.
"Pussies," Keitaro muttered to himself stepping to the side as an umbrella came down on the area where he had just been standing.
"Vile lecherous male," the girl growled, "Sending your underlings to try and seduce us."
"You should be careful where you swing that thing, you almost hit me." he said ignoring what she had said making her twitch in annoyance and start to reach for the sword at her hip.
"Go on and reach for that blade Aoyama, reach for it and try to slay an innocent man. Tarnish the Shinmeiryuu name even further. Your school is already shamed for having a whole group of your best defeated at the hands of a single man."
His words made her hand freeze.
In a flash, his umbrella was closed and used to knock hers out of her hand and onto the ground where it landed in a puddle.
The girl looked held her hand where he had hit and stared him in the eyes where she saw the deadly glint of experienced fighter, the same glint that she had seen her sister possess. She expected him to say something... anything, but he just turned away and reopened his umbrella before walking away calmly.
Later that afternoon, Keitaro had decided that a two and a half hour walk around the town was good enough and besides, the rain was slowing down to a drizzle. Walking back to the Inn, he made the horrible climb back up and made his way to the laundry room and slid the door open just as he removed his coat, revealing the short blade at the small of his back.
Standing there with the top of her uniform nearly off was that Aoyama chick from earlier, showing off the wrappings around her breasts.
They noticed each other and froze.
"YOU," They screamed at each other making the whole inn rumble.
"VILE MALE" The girl screamed pulling a vary real, vary sharp blade from against the wall.
Keitaro had just enough time to leap away as the door he was standing by was cleaved in two. As luck would have it, Shinobu and the rest of the residents made their way up to see what was happening and were shocked to find, Motoko and Keitaro rolling around the hallway. Motoko trying to cut him with her sword, and Keitaro gripping the blade in one hand and her neck with the other. Each with murderous looks on their face.
Shinobu cried out for them to stop and explained that Keitaro was now the manager and Hina's one time grandson.
Motoko was unhappy but was forced to stop, seeing as he had snatched her sword away and the fact that he was about to choke her to death just moments before seemed to help.
Keitaro gave her a small smile and swung the sword and let it go in mid swing, causing it to stab into the floor between Motokos feet before walking away, knowing that the girls honor would not allow her to accept the defeat and that she would come after him once more.
'Better grab my pistol just in case,' he thought with a sigh.
"Naru, I do not accept this. How can that vile perverse male be the manager of an all-girl dorm?" Motoko asked her fellow man hater friend as they settled into Narus room.
Naru shrugged, "I don't like it either but we need a manager and since he now owns it, he is automatically the manager."
Motoko frowned and crossed her arms. "Well-"
A board on the floor started shaking then popped up. "Oi what the fuck is a hole doing in my ceiling,"
"You vile-"
Keitaro settled down on his bed and crossed his arms behind his head, "What the?" he muttered noticing a round hole in his ceiling.
Pulling his desk chair over, he stepped on it and pushed on the hole only to find that it moved.
"Oi what the fuck is a hole doing in my ceiling," he said loudly poking his head up and looking around to find himself in a girlie looking room.
"You vile-"
Hearing the voice he turned and frowned, "Oh not this shit again."
Motoko gripped her sword and looked to Naru. "Take a good look at your manager, Naru. He cuts peep hole in girl's floors just for cheap thrills. Do you really think you want some lecherous pervert managing our apartments?"
Keitaro blinked, "The fuck?" he said aloud, "What the hell do you mean 'your' apartments?"
"We've lived her longer than you so they belong to us more that a leach like you."
"Your about to be moving back to Kyoto wrapped in bandages for when I burn this shit to the ground with you in it," Keitaro snarled.
Naru quickly tried to stop them from fighting, "Wait! Motoko, the hole was already there. He wasn't using it to peep on me."
Motoko looked abashed, "Er... it was?"
Naru smiled slightly, "When Grandma Hina used to live downstairs she used it a lot," she said with a small giggle.
Using the destruction, Keitaro slowly lowered himself back into his own room and covered the hole, nether girl even noticed his stealthy exit.
Personally, I think chapter two is a little messed up so please forgive me if it's bad.
The reason Keitaro is more violent towards Motoko is because of his dislike for their arrogance. Also, he isn't a swordsmaster or anything, he just learned some cool shit on the streets. In a full on swordfight Motoko would win... Hint hint.