Chapter 2.
A/N: Wow! Such 8 reviews in such a short times. Thanks for the support you guys give to this story. Just for you to know, "futari" has nothing to do with futanari, actually it means "couple". The title of this story is "Forbidden Couple" when translated to English. If you care enough, google "Kinjirareta Futari" and listen to it. That song inspires this story.
Also, the Q & A will be available since this chapter. If you have any question, post your questions in the review, and I'll try my best to answer all of them.
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After the whole ruckus at the engagement party, nobody had the mood: most of them were terrified and insulted by the rude intrusion of the host's half-sister; Kanzaki Tetsujin was furious about the black sheep that was his daughter and ordered Reito to personally bring Shizuru back to the Kanzaki mansion. He always knew that the disgrace would be up to something, but never expected her to strike right in his face. Furthermore, Natsuki got the favor of notoriously hard-to-please Grandpa Kanzaki for some reason; not even his perfect son could gain his father's approval that easily.
Anyway, that was why Shizuru was seated right next to Reito in his luxurious sedan.
"Uhm, Reito-kun, can I ask you something?"
"Sure thing, baby."
"Who was that girl? The one to disrupt the party."
They fell into silence. It took a while before Reito opened his mouth, carefully choosing his words.
"That was Kuga Natsuki, my half-sister."
"Your father wasn't entirely too happy to speak about her. In fact, I think he had never mentioned her at all." It baffled Shizuru. She had spent nearly half of her life near the Kanzaki, but had never seen or heard of this girl. And her presence at the party only triggered Shizuru's curiosity.
"She was the daughter of my father and his secretary. My father would have thrown her into the streets if Grandpa hadn't found out and forced him to keep her. But for most of her life, Natsuki was forbidden to join us. Maybe it's because she doesn't look like anyone in the Kanzaki family at all. And she also didn't want to join us. The Kuga family lived in the slums of the city, and she made her close friends there. Not until her mother died of disease did my father took her in. But Natsuki had already sworn her hatred against him, and always tried to rebel."
"She has her reasons, I guess."
"I can't blame her for what had happened, so I try to sympathize with her as much as possible. Ironically, Grandpa also does. He even taught her his way of success."
"What does she even do? She looks like a mob boss."
"She is not just any mob boss. Her faction rules over the city of Fuuka in the north, and she is the shateigashira* of a very influential yakuza in Tokyo. It is rumored that once he retires, she will be the next in line. I don't want to admit this, but I think she will be more successful than Father in the future."
"Indeed. She has some of the Kanzaki traits in her blood." Shizuru mused "How interesting."
"Why the sudden interest, Shizuru? Don't tell me you have fallen for her already?" Reito teased his fiancée.
"Shut up, Reito! You're being disgusting. I'm just being curious. Besides, if she is going to be one the in-laws, then I should at least know some basic information."
[Meanwhile]
At an abandoned construction site in Fuuka, a showdown between two gangs was going down.
"Kimura, you have guts to beat our men to hospital."
"Shut it, punks. You Sato fuckers should have been wiped out long ago, like the rats you are."
"You shut it!"
"You shut it!"
As both gang leaders were shouting at each other, telling the other to shut up, a third gang appear. The third leader, a female one, ordered in ice-cold tone: "Both of you shut up!"
"Well, well, isn't it the famous Kuga of the Duran faction?"
"Kimura, I'll deal with you later. For now let's get rid of Kuga and her dogs."
"You're right, Sato. Tonight the Duran clan will go down. They have ruled this city for far too long."
Kuga Natsuki just smirked mysteriously: "You think you can beat the Duran clan? Ah well, bring it on."
A young woman with short red hair and bright green eyes appeared to Natsuki's right from the shadow. She wore a pair of metal gloves with deadly retractable claws and even licked the claw like a cat: "Tsk, I had expected a warmer welcome with a larger crowd and more fireworks… I mean firearms."
From Natsuki's left, another person, with short lead-colored hair and spectacles, dressed in a purely black traditional male kimono and had two swords at side appeared. It took one quite a few minutes to see that this handsome samurai was actually a woman.
"I agree with Nao. It'll be more fun that way." The dark-haired samurai said.
"Don't worry Chie, we'll get loads of fun when we wipe the Kimura and the Sato off the map." Natsuki assured her comrades. "Tomorrow we'll do that, I swear."
"Enough chit-chat." The leader of the Kimura clan said. "Let's the shit get real!"
In numbers, both of the lower gangs totally out numbered the Duran members around the area, 5 to 1. But as each member of the Duran clan was meticulously recruited and mercilessly trained, they should have no problem facing several enemies at once. Especially Natsuki, Nao and Chie. Watching them fight was like watching predators on the hunt – full of skills, power, and most of all, the intention to kill.
Natsuki used a pair of custom-made handguns with a pair of wolves carved on the barrel. It was lighter and recoiled less than normal guns, allowing deadly accuracy. Like a wolf, Natsuki took down enemies after enemies, using her guns as both ranged and melee weapon. Swiftly moving between attacks, she showed the prowess of the Alpha of Fuuka.
Nao was more stealthy than her leader, but not less powerful. The red-haired woman didn't actually want to kill, she want to disable her opponents and watch on as they writhed in pain and desperation. The tips of her claws were dipped in a special poison which paralyzed and cause severe hemorrhage on the target. Once contacted this poison, it would be a hell of pain ahead.
Natsuki and Nao maybe weren't picky about their opponent, but Chie was. Her prime targets were mainly melee fighters. Chie was the successor of the Harada, a long-standing samurai family, so she inherited thousand of years of experience ins sword-fighting. Wielding the Harada heirloom katana and wakizashi, Chie considered every fight to be a performance. That didn't mean she was merely showing off, it's just that she wanted to make sure that she looked good while decapitating someone.
After the last enemy had gone down, the Duran gang didn't suffer more than a few cuts and bruises. They then went to a frequent bar to take care of the wounds and to drink, for the sake of the victory. Leaving their merry underlings in the main lobby to party, the three leaders retreated to a VIP room – one of their privileges.
"Here, to another conquest." Natsuki popped a bottle of expensive champagne and poured it to her friends. "Though I'm a bit disappointed. I thought the Kimura and the Sato would be much stronger, but it turned out that they're all talks."
"You know what they say: 'empty vessels make the most noise'." Chie commented, sipping her drink and winked at one of the girls that were serving them for the night, making them blush. "Kimura and Sato have always claimed to be true yakuza, but they act like low-class thugs. They seem to think that yakuza always have to be all tough and aggressive or something."
"Let's not speak of it further." Nao said. "My head is gonna explode if you guys keep talking philosophy. Hey, mutt, I heard that your brother got engaged. Is it true?"
"What the fuck? How do you know?" Natsuki asked. Upon joining the underworld, she had always hidden the relations between her and the Kanzaki.
"Chie told me."
Natsuki shot her intelligence agent a death glare. Apart from being a seasoned sword fighter and womanizer, Harada Chie was also the Gossip Queen. It was no surprise that she could rise as high as she was now – it was worth all the years of blackmailing and extortion.
"It is." Natsuki sighed. She disliked talking about her 'family', but her friends kept teasing her about it, so she had no option but to let it go.
"Ha! I fucking told you Nao, I totally did!" Chie shouted in glee as Nao bitterly handed over a wad of cash. Both of them earned a smack in the head from Natsuki: "I can't believe you guys made a bet out of this."
"So who's the lucky girl?" Nao asked.
"Shizuru. Fujino Shizuru."
At this information, Nao and Chie gasped.
"Holy fuck! You don't mean the only daughter of the Fujino Zaibatsu?" Chie asked in disbelief.
"Of course I do. How many Fujino Shizuru do you think I know."
"Oh man, mutt. Your old man must be aiming for a supermassive business alliance or something. That's not something you see everyday."
Natsuki frowned. She knew better than that. Tetsujin had planned this all along: he wanted to show the world that despite the black sheep that was Natsuki herself, he still had another child to boast about to his fellows. And this was the perfect occasion: with the perfect son getting a perfect bride in an even more perfect wedding; and the disgrace was not invited. It would complete the front face of the ever respctable Kanzaki family. Ironically, she thought the same way about him. When she first joined the current oyabun** at the age of 15, she had cut off all of her ties with that 'social-elite' family except for Grandpa Kanzaki, who had always been there for her since ever and regarded the syndicate as her own family. If there was anything that reminded Natsuki of Kanzaki Tesujin, it was hatred. For him had abandoned Natsuki and her dearest mother when they needed his help.
The gang boss made up her mind and let it slide. Now was no time for such sorrows. She could always get back at him later, and she was in no haste to to do that. After all, revenge is a dish best served cold.
*shateigashira: a local gang boss. In a yakuza family, there are many clans, and the leader of all the gangs in one region is called shateigashira.
**oyabun: the head of a yakuza family.