Author's notes: after staring at the empty page of Word Document half a day and deciding what the hell is going to happen, the light bulb directly above my head flicker's (literally) and I finally got it!
…I are am…grrrr…not myself this moment…
HACKZ!
Last Chapter:
"Speaking of the youngest." Gwedel sarcastically replies. And as soon as he finished his statement a boy with blonde hair entered with a scowl.
'Wow. bishounen.'
"So this is the wimp they all have been talking about."
Chapter Two:
"Wimp!" Yuuri repeats. 'Excuse me but you don't know me enough to be calling me that."
"I don't need to know you. Your stupid face says it all." The blond countered. "Ah. Kumichou…" Conrad stands behind the young blond and holds his shoulder. "Allow me to introduce my younger brother, Wolfram." The said blond immediately retaliates by slapping Conrad's hand away from his shoulder. "I don't have a brother like you." He counters.
"Of course." Conrad replies in an amused tone although it was quite odd to be feeling that when your young brother denied the fact that you are related by blood.
"What does he mean Conrad?" Yuuri got curiosity get the best of him. "Ah, you see unlike my brother's my father is not from our Yakuza he isn't even one and the only thing I can take pride of is his honour."
"That's right." Cecilie interrupts. She walks towards the group sexily? O.o "His father is a great man who loves fencing and other swordsmanship he knew a very honest businessman too. It's hard to find those qualities now days especially in the world we live in."
"Fencing?" Conrad could literally see stars in Yuuri's eyes. "Neh, Conrad do you fence?" Conrad nods and Yuuri's excitement grew and the young looking mother could not help but notice. She grabs Yuuri and engulfs her again in a hug. "You're excited. You should come see him when he practices."
"Really? I can do that?" Yuuri looks at Cecilie's face for any sign that she was joking forgetting the fact that half of his face is still buried in her chest.
"Of Course." She enthusiastically replies.
"Thank You Cecilie-san."
"Goodness Cheri is just fine."
"Well enough of that shall we the first course is here." Günter interrupts. Everyone takes a seat as the meal is served.
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'No matter how I look at it, it feels like I'm in a war meeting than a dinner restaurant.' Yuuri sighs and looks at each of the individuals eating at the table. Gwendal can rival a stiff board, Cheri is licking the cherry from her spike drink in a very uncomfortable way, Wolfram is chewing his food although Yuuri got the feeling that somehow he was transferring his frustrations at it and what the heck is Günter thinking? Why is he staring at hi like that?
Yuuri grabs the silverware and absentmindedly admires it. "Are you uncomfortable?" The only lady of the groups asks.
"No not really. It's actually the first time I've been to this kind of dinner so I am at lost of what to do." Yuuri places the fork down and grabs another smaller looking one. "I have three sets of forks on the table and I honestly don't know what to do with them. Haha."
Resting her head on her hand on the table she took her time to take a good look at this soon to be Kumichou should the boy decides to take it. Yes Shinou-sama strictly said that if the boy refuses they will not force him too. Shinou-sama sure is acting pretty strange. To give such a light request is not very common of a head. Cheri shift a little from her position. Yuuri is definitely too young to take such responsibility. Wolfram is probably three or four years older than him and more so he was already exposed this world since his been born Yuuri from the looks of it haven't even tried to steal a cookie form a jar when his mother's not looking. She wonders how he could lead the family.
"AH!" glasses, expensive china and silverwares shakes from the impact of Wolfram's hands slamming on the dinner table. "Why is he our Kumichou? Look at him! What does he know about the Yakuza?"
"Would you rather be Shin Makoku's Kumichou?" Gwendal suddenly speaks.
"Well, no. Aniue is a much better candidate." He reasons.
"Do not complain about things you are not willing to solve yourself, Wolfram." The eldest reprimands but being the stubborn person the blond is he steers his attention to Yuuri.
"You are not fit to be qualified even as the lowest rank of our Yakuza group! I bet your mother is just the kind of lady who sits around the house doing nothing all day and still dreams of ponies with wings."
SLAP!
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"Hey! I can take your bad mouthing about me to an extent but when you insult my mother…although the fantasy thing is true…is a whole different story! I won't allow it!"
"Kumichou." Both Conrad and Günter said in unision. "Why you wimp!" Wolfram holds his cheek. No one and he definitely meant no one was able to slap him before. Being born in a high rank family gave him all the respect and more.
Using both of his hands Wolfram fists Yuuri's School Jacket. "You have absolutely no breeding you mongrel." For a male that has such a lithe form Yuuri never would have guest that Wolfram carried such strength and so much hatred. Yuuri grabs one of Wolfram's hands and tries to pry the tight grip.
"Take back what you said about my mother."
"GO! Shibuya-kun." Murata cheers.
"No way. You spoiled brat! "
"You are both being childish." Gwendal says in a flat tone but the few wrinkles appearing on his forehead told otherwise.
"Mah, You gentlemen Should calm down" Conrad tried to coax
"Wolfram please don't hurt Yuuri-sama." Günter voice was not able to hide his anxiousness. "Don't interfere this wimp deserves a-"
CRASH
Wolfram did not know what hit him. One moment he was strangling the dark haired youth and the next thing he knew is his line of vision became the intricate designs painted on the ceiling.
Yuuri was not going to allow the blonde to bad mouth his mother like that although he finds it ironic for the other male to call him 'spoiled brat'. 'Look who's talking.' He thought. He hears Conrad trying to calmly make them settle down. Yuuri felt a little ashamed to be scolded by Conrad so he purposely went limp to allow whatever pain Wolfram wanted to inflict and stares at the window. Yuuri squints a faint Red light was flickering outside and is coming from the dark tinted van. Yuuri has a good guess on what it is. Since he is a baseball player he could pretty much judge where the pitcher throws the ball to and that laser is aiming right at him. A jolt from the male in front of him causes Yuuri to get startle. The Sniper gun is going to hit Wolfram first!
"Don't interfere this wimp deserves a-" With adrenaline kicking in Yuuri pushes Wolfram out of the way just in time before the attacker hits Wolfram leaving a heap of two young teens on the floor. Wolfram is Safe but Yuuri isn't so lucky. A large piece of glass manages to embed itself on Yuuri's right arm.
"Kumichou!" Günter rushes towards the fallen male. He pulls Yuuri towards himself, becoming a human shield for the youth and inspecting his wounds at the same time. Conrad and Gwendal wasted no time and immediately jump through the open window in attempt to follow the heavily tinted car.
"Shibuya-kun are you alright?" Murata kneels beside the wounded male. The cut was more or less half a centimetre deep and blood came gushing out. They need to stop the bleeding. Yuuri is holding his bloddied arm. His eyes are closed and it appeared he did not hear the other's question.
Conrad and Gwendal came rushing back in.
"What happened." The blonde woman frantically asks.
" We were not able to secure the assailants." Gwendal did not bother to hide his frustration. Conrad did not report at all he rushes towards his fallen liege.
"Yuuri…" he kneels beside Yuuri and calls his name gently, afraid that it might frighten the boy more. Yuuri this time responds to the man and stares at him.
"Are you alright? Shibuya-kun?" Murata attempts to as again.
"Hai. I'm fine." Yuuri stares at Günter's tear filled face to Murata's concerned one. He gives them a reassuring smile.
"Don't look at me like that. Actually a part of me became excited and that I could actually brag about a bullet wound and survive it would look cool right. AH but turns out to be a glass shard. Though it still hurts! It's not as cool as a bullet scar. Haha…Ouch."
The group stared at Yuuri as if he grew a second head. "AAAAH. Kumichou! Are you gong into shock! Why are you saying you wanted to get shot! This is my fault I was not able to protect you. Ah the shame!" Günter began to talk hysterically.
"Wait I didn't mean it that way Günter! I'm sorry I made you worry. Ite. Please don't hug me so tightly." Yuuri tries to calm the frantic man. "I only wanted a cool looking battle scar I never wanted to get killed! AH Conrad help me!"
Both Murata and Conrad could not help but be relieved and both shook their heads while murmuring. "Yuuri…"
"Well first things first." Cecilie interrupts. "We have to get Yuuri-sama to a doctor or else he'll bleed to death." She adds.
"I'll Contact Gisela and tell her to get a room ready." Günter pulls out his cellphone carefully so as not to startle the boy in his arms.
"I'll go get the car ready." Gwendal dismisses himself wanting to move instead of just standing. "Yuuri…" steadily called out to the boy. He holds out a scarf borrowed from Cecilie. "I'm going to tie this around the wound to try and stop the bleeding temporarily ok?"
'Oh I'm bleeding…BLEEDING!' Yuuri turns to where his wound is located. It finally sinks in. He is bleeding! Panic starts to reel its way into his system and begins to struggle against the silver haired man's hold and he starts to panic as well.
"Prepare a…Kumichou!." Günter did not know which to put on top priority first sending instruction to the family Physician or restraining a panicking boy and preventing him from injuring his arm further. He was about to drop his phone but Conrad takes the ebony haired youth in his arms. He buries Yuuri's head gently against his chest and whispers soothing words next to the boy's ears.
"Shh. Everything is going to be alright. You'll be ok Yuuri. I promise." Conrad's voice was so relaxing that Yuuri could not help but believe him.
"Okay." He manages to reply before the blood loss finally kicking in causing him to loose consciousness.
Conrad carefully ties the scarf around his charge's arm. Staring at Yuuri's peaceful face Conrad had never been more thankful. If those men did manage do…no he did not want to think that or else he would have broken a promise before he even tried to fulfil. He brushes Yuuri's bangs away from his eyes and picks him up with little to no effort. "I'll carry him to the car." He announces.
"I'll come too." Murata stated.
Cheri looks at both of his sons. She has never seen them act so recklessly before especially Conrad. He was always planning and calculating his moves but just one shot causes them to jump out the window without even thinking that the snipers could target them. Cheri could not tell if that boy could restore the family to it's former glory but from what she saw today, she is sure that Yuuri could change the People in it.
"He saved my life." Wolfram. She did not notice that her youngest barely moved from his spot. She kneels down beside him.
"Are you hurt?" She asks. Wolfram sat still from his place on the floor and finds the carpeting very interesting.
"He saved my Life." He repeats as if not believing what actually happened before his eyes.
"Yes he did."
"Yuu-chan. Yuu-chan."
"Mom?" It is a little difficult to talk when your voice is hoarse from sleep
'What happened and how long was I out? Wait! MOM!' Yuuri opens his eyes and is greeted by his mother's face hovering above him.
"Ack! Mom, what are you doing here?" He tries to get up and uses his right hand as leverage but immediately notices it was tied in a sling and he looses balance.
"Yuu-chan, it's Mama. And what doing you mean what am I doing here? I'm always at home waiting for my cute children to come home." Yuuri glances at his surroundings and finds out that he was in his room.
"How did I get here?"
"A your classmate with glasses and a tall nice looking man came carrying you. Mama almost cried when she saw Yuu-chan's arm." Twirling the hem of her apron to release some of her anxiousness she continues. "Honestly Yuu-chan why could you not get a classmate to get the ball that broke the window you could have damage your arm more."
"Eh?"
"Murata-kun told me everything. You were trying to get the ball from the broken glass window."
TBC
Ah Now it's one and a half page short! Dang it!
But thank you for even reading it this far considering how I stink badly in English but trying hard to write in this language…Thank God for auto-spelling in WORD! Grammar check is useless though o.O
Please review. I really appreciate a review because it does help me write and I am always up for ideas and suggestions. It does boost my ability to write faster. Makes my attention span for the story longer…and…ok I'm going to shut up now.