DISCLAIMER: Don't own squat. It's all Rumiko's. Yep. All hers.
CHAPTER 06: Warnings
The glossy surface of the photo reflects the light from the chandelier above as its slid across the table.
"Do you know her?" his calm voice slices through the silence of the house.
"Do you know her?" came the gruff response. He hated when this asshole came barging into their home and demanded things like if he was the ruling lord of this tiny place.
A chair grates across the floor. The seconds tick away. The dripping water from the faucet keeps in time with every strike of each second. "I do."
He picks up the photo, holding it between his index finger and thumb, taking in her sweet smile. A smile that reached into her stormy blue eyes and crinkled the edges around them. This side of hers; her smiling and looking like she had no care in the world, didn't look nothing like the girl that came into the cafe every single day just for a cup of hot chocolate. Yet it was her, the blue in the black of her long wavy hair gave it away.
"Get close to her." He demands in that smooth toneless voice that always grates on his nerves.
"What do I get out of it?" like hell he was going to do his brothers dirty work. He could care less what his brother was up to. He could even care less if he put his own life on the line, but now way in hell was he about to risk the safety of his own mother. Besides, whats the point of doing something when you don't get anything in return?
"Whatever it is you want from her. Fuck her if you have to. All I want is information." he says, as he opens the fridge door and takes out a water bottle.
"What kinduv of info you want?" His brother never asked him for help, and this is exactly what he was insinuating without directly asking for it.
"She's connected to the murderer of our father little brother." Now he understood.
It was the whole reason why he had abandoned his only family. For years, he had been trying to track down a ghost that had killed their father and now that he finally had the bastard within his reach, he was willing to do anything get him, even if it meant doing it by unethical means. Even if it meant putting the life of his little brother in danger after he had promised his own father that he would protect both his step brother and mother.
"Alright," was his answer as he set the picture on the flat surface of the table. For years he dreamt of revenging his father. He wanted to make the bastard pay for tearing his family apart; he was willing to break her in half. After all, she's just a girl, a fine piece of ass.
"I'll only warn you once. Dont. Fall. In love with her. Is it understood?"
"Yea, yea. I hear ya. You ain't gotta tell me twice bastard."