A/N- Hey! Thank you all for reading and reviewing this story ^_^ I hope I find you well and happy. Here is the next update, it contains mature content and a dark lemon, so please be ware.

Enjoy.

Paper plans

The story of Aida Osamu

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"I was really surprised when you called, Isao, I mean why would a kid like you would be interested in ancient history? This generation is not like ours, you youngsters don't care about honor or family or anything but quick profit."

Masaki ended his short speech to relax on his office chair and sip on his tea; Isao had no idea how to reply him.

The man studied Isao with a cold smirk on his face "Answer my question, Isao-kun, why do you want to hear this sad story? I won't tell it to you without a good reason."

Ayase squirmed on his seat, it was his idea to come here, not Isao's, he should be the one to do the talking, but he remembered Isao's warning not to interfere.

"I'll pay you." Isao said "I'll give you my cut for the next half a year, how about that?"

Masaki just laughed, his round belly pouncing under his crossed arms. "Kids these days, "He repeated his complain, "I'm old school, chimpira, you cannot buy me with money. Why would I give you my knowledge? And in front of those two, huh? A girl that is related to the police and a boy that belongs to the infamous Kanou Somuku." Masaki stared right into Isao's disbelieving wide eyes, and he smirked. "Yes, chimpira, this old man has done his homework."

"Is that true?" Isao turned to Ayase and Mie. "You little shit! If I knew that before, I wouldn't play along with your stupid games! You can get us all killed, assholes!"

Ayase lowered his head; he could hardly hear Isao's reproach beyond the rumbling of his beating heart.

"Look at them." Masaki smiled mocking, "They don't even try to deny it."

"We are here on our own will." Mie broke her silence "We did not come here on the behalf of the police or Kanou-san. We just…."

"Shut up, you little slut! Was I talking to you?" Masaki screamed at her, slamming his hand on the already rickety table, threatening to break it down. "You will not speak to me, you police whore, so shut your filthy cunt already!"

Mie got pale as a ghost, as she finally realized where she was. No one had ever spoken to her in this manner. This was no game; those people here could kill her with a blink of an eye, if she breathes the wrong way. Isao was right when he told them to keep quiet.

"Nii-san, I beg your forgiveness. I had no idea they were related to the police and to Kanou-san." Isao bowed deeply, he was just as scared as the both of them were. "Please, let us go in peace and forget this meeting ever took place." He got up on his feet signaling the others to do the same. Ayase and Mie were very happy to comply.

"Sit down, you little prick!" Masaki roared at Isao "I'm not done with you!"

Isao sighed, not trying to hide his disappointment. He sat back down, looking like a man who came to terms with his death sentence.

Ayase and Mie sat down too, in times like this, Ayase yearned for Kanou-san to barge in and save him from his own stupidity, but Kanou did not know his whereabouts. He thought the boy spent a quiet night at Mie's place, not sneaking out on his bodyguard to venture into a Yakuza den.

"Masaki-san, please…" Isao begged, whispering, "I am to blame, at least let them go."

"You know what we do to traitors that bring enemies to our hideouts, ne, you small time fry!"

"I know but…"

"But you have more luck than good looks, boy!" Masaki chuckled.

Isao ogled him with dismay. "Nii-san, what…?"

"I'll tell you all you need to know, under one condition, kids."

"What? Why?" Isao gasped, still refusing to believe this change of attitude.

"I'll tell you what you came here to know, if you swear to me you'll never give me away as the informer."

"Why? Why would you do that?" Isao repeated the question.

"Because that Aida-shit could stat a war and Kanou-san might be the only one who can stop him, that is why."

"So… you want Kanou-san to know?" Ayase hissed timidly, ready to be lashed out.

"Yes, I want him to know." Masaki said, smirking "You really know nothing about your owner, do you, pet?"

Ayase did not argue with this statement, but he was not sure he wanted to know anything either.

"Did you know that Kanou is a descendant of a great Samurai family?"

Ayase nodded for 'no' but in a way it did made a lot of sense.

"He's even related to the bloody emperor, a fucking royalty, that bastard." Masaki laughed again. "Some piece of work, that guy is. A financial wizard, that walks down the fine line between the legit and the illegal. Only a genius like him can pull it off, having friends and enemies in the Yakuza and in the police. The guy should run for office, I tell you, he is a brilliant diplomat, but he is in love with money, ne? I hate him and admire him at the same time." Masaki sighed and let his nostalgic feeling take over. "I was once a big boss around here, you know? Back at the time Kanou-san was just a brat, now no one pisses at my direction! You see, this is my office!" He speared his hands in a dramatic gesture. "But I am still loyal, yeah? If I can prevent a war, I'll do my best."

"Why do you think that there is going to be a war?" Isao asked.

"Because Aida Osamu will compromise for nothing less. A war is easy to start, you know, ending it is a bitch."

"A war between whom?" Isao continued.

"Our group and the Chinese gangs around here, you see, Aida holds the match, but the explosives are already there."

"Can you tell us Aida's story, sir, please?" Ayase tried, trembling, but Masaki seemed to like his courage.

"Yes, kid, I'll tell it to you, for the chance of preventing a war. It all started about five years ago." Masaki relaxed against his office chair. "Aida Osamu was a new recruit for the Hana group, but that kid showed potential right from the start. Everyone around here expected him to have a bright future, some even though he will become the new Oyabun when time comes, even I thought so."

"O- Oyabun?" Ayase blushed, not knowing the term.

"The head of the family." Isao explained.

"Well, he was everything we needed, smart, fearless, loyal, reliable, clean… the whole nine yards. He was leading the group to high achievements, he was earning us heaps of money, and everything was good and smooth until she entered the picture. In fact I think I have her picture somewhere around here, please wait."

Masaki opened a drawer filled with warn out photos and after scooting his hand through them, he snatched one and tossed it across the table.

Mie picked it up first; she glared at the small Polaroid picture and smiled.

"Stunning, isn't she?" Masaki smiled again.

"Very much so." Mie agreed and passed the photo to Ayase.

Ayase peeked at the picture, and there was a young girl there, all dressed up in a beautiful blue kimono. She was pale and delicate as a porcelain doll. Ayase could not help but admire her black shiny hair, her heart shaped face and melancholic rosy lips.

"She looks like a princess." He said. "What is her name?"

"She went by the name 'Mizuumi', obviously not her true name, she was Chinese after all."

"Was Chinese?" Mie noted, "So she's like… dead now?"

"Clever, aren't we? Yes, she died a horrible death. Aida blames Kanou for it. That is why he hates him so much."

"Did… Did Kanou kill the poor girl?" Ayase asked, alarmed at the prospect.

"Will you let me tell the story or not, pet?" Masaki scolded him.

"Go on, please." Ayase winced under the scolding glare.

Masaki kept glaring at the beautiful boy in front of him, and he smiled his toothless smile. "She was like you, Aya-chan, you know what I mean? That girl was a pet. She started out at one of the brothels, around here, under the protection of a Chinese gang called "The fire snakes". She was very popular, very profitable. The first time she met Aida, was when he came to her as a client. He fell in love right away, the poor thing, and so did she. Thinking he was her fucking savior, he wanted to set her free, but he did not have the money the gang demanded for letting her go; and to make things worst, one day a Yakuza ringleader also fell in love with her and wanted to buy her. Now that guy did have some cash."

Ayase sat there captivated, he felt sorry for the girl, who was treated as a toy, as an object. The old man was right; he and the girl were the same.

"He was the son of a big hotshot boss of an enemy group, I cannot remember his name, an old ugly bugger, probably dead by now, but that old pervert had the doe, you know, and money is more powerful than love. Once Aida found out that the Chinese gang was going to sell his love to another, he totally freaked out and planed to snatch her from the brothel and run away with her, problem was…."

"Money." Ayase could not help but finish the sentence. "Always is…"

"And here comes Kanou-san into our story. The young lovers appeared at his office and begged him for a loan. They had to buy fake ID's and papers, tickets out of the country plus get some small fortune for a soft landing, if you get what I mean."

"Did Kanou help them?" Ayase asked.

"They could not go to the group for money, or they will be discovered. So they turned to loan sharks and many refuted them, pet, I mean who wants to help two lovers and get into troubles with both the Yakuza and the Chinese? Yet Kanou decided to loan Aida the money and he also helped him to plan his getaway."

"Why?" Ayase asked.

Masaki laughed and shrugged at the same time "I don't know, pet. Maybe Kanou felt sorry for them, or he just want to challenge the Yakuza and the snakes, maybe he saw a chance for a profit or maybe he was just old plain romantic. You'll have to ask him yourself, pet, if you want to know."

"So did they get away?" Mie asked this time, although she knew this story had a tragic ending.

"I told you the girl died, didn't I?" Masaki chuckled "The end came on the night of their gateway. Kanou arranged them a passage on a ship leaving to Taiwan, where they were supposed to grab a flight to São Paulo, but when the young couple arrived to the bay, guess who were waiting for them?"

"The Yakuza." Isao said.

"The Yakuza, the snakes and the old bugger who wanted to buy her for the first place."

"Holy crap…" Mie sighed.

"Yup, and as you can imagine, they were all pretty pissed off." Masaki finished his tea and produced a grim smile. He eyes gazed at a far point on the wall as his mind recalled the events of that night at the harbor.

"What did the do?" Mie asked, whispering, trying to wake the old man from his thoughts.

"The wanted to punish the young lovers, of course." Masaki answered, "The big Yakuza boss was fuming over this, that a low ranked soldier from a rival group dared to put his hands on his property. The Snakes were freaking over it, because they lost money and our group was pissed off too, because his selfish actions were like a betrayal that could damage the group reputation or worst, start a war. Needless to say, they all wanted to punish Aida Osamu and they chose the most cruel way to do so, by raping and killing his beloved right in front of his eyes."

"They killed Mizuumi?" Ayase gasped, alerted. "But… but she did nothing to deserve that!"

"They raped her, a group of five men at a time, again and again, until her fragile body could not take it anymore and then she died."

"Oh my god…" Mie moaned, tears in her eyes.

Isao glanced at her and than looked away. "Some punishment…." he mumbled.

"Aida Osamu was watching, after they beat the shit out of him, he was tied up and guarded. I think that at this point the poor guy just lost his mind. He began to roar like crazy, cursing everyone, saying that he will kill each and every one of them, even if he has to come back from the dead to do so. And he was going to die, all right, the old Yakuza boss wanted to sink him, but then the police came and everyone had to run away. They only captured Aida because he was tied up. They arrested him and charged him for five years for an old, irrelevant felony. Now that he is out, he is like a ghost, trying to take his revenge. Word on the street says he already killed three men involved. The old Yakuza boss died a week ago, technically, he had a heart attack, but we all know that he was poisoned. Kenji Imai, one of the rapists, is also dead, shot like a dog in his shitty apartment. A gang member of the snakes was stabbed to death on the streets last night. The snakes blames our group but I bet that this was Aida's job too. I told you, the man wants a war, to finish both of the groups for his revenge."

"Masaki-san…" Ayase interrupted "Please, why Aida-san is mad at Kanou-san? I mean… Kanou-san only tried to help him, giving him money and…"

"Kanou-san changed his mind, you see. The Snakes got to him, they convinced him to rat out on Aida, they have ways, you know, Chinese gangs can be very persuasive."

"So this is way Aida hates Kanou-san?" Ayase asked.

"Yes, pet, that is why Kanou-san is on Aida's 'to do' list."

"But this is not fair! Poor Kanou-san, he would not rat on someone unless he was being tortured." Ayase could not dare to imagine what kind of torture they used on Kanou-san. The intensity needed to break a man as strong as his master was unthinkable. Ayase dreaded encountering any Snakes members. "Aida got it all wrong. I have to talk to him! I have to make him stop!"

This inflamed statement, coming out of the mouth of this tiny, naïve boy, only made Masaki and Isao laugh until they almost cry.

"Stupid pet." Masaki said as soon as he could control his laughter. "Meeting Aida, yes right… not a very bright idea. What do you think will happen once you meet Aida-san, huh? Once he learns you are Kanou's pet. He'll kill you in a heartbeat if you are lucky, or he'll rape you to death, if you're not! Such a stupid child, you are."

"So what can I do?" Ayase asked with despair.

Before Masaki answered, the door was opened and a man in a eyesore yellow tuxedo came in. "Masaki-san," He said, "Hayate-sama is here, and he is looking for you."

Masaki's body tensed up as that name was mentioned. "Thank you, little brother."

The intruder nodded and made his leave.

Ayase looked at Isao, who also showed signs of restlessness. "What is it?" he asked the young Yakuza.

Isao smiled anxiety "We should get the hell out of here. If I knew that Hayate-sama was coming here tonight, I would not have brought you here. We must leave now."

"You cannot use the backdoor, Isao-kun." Masaki said.

"Why not?"

"Because it is blocked with merchandise. You must leave through the main exit."

"Shit, what if…"

"Go quietly, he will not notice you."

"Who is Hayate-sama?" Ayase asked and that name was somewhat familiar to him.

"One of our big bosses." Isao said "And a very sadistic and dangerous man. Don't look at his direction, ok? Lay low, and we will be fine."

"I trust you." Ayase gave Isao his dazzling smile, which made Isao blush.

"Let's get out of here."

oOOo

Isao, Mie and Ayase left the maintenance room and headed back to the hall, were the music changed and became slow and seductive.

"Oh, hell…" Isao mumbled "Hurry up, people."

"Wait." Ayase stopped, he lingered at the hall's entrance, was it his imagination or did he hear somebody moaning and weeping at the same time?

"Some one is crying." Mie said, so Ayase knew he was right and his mind did not fool him.

"It's Hayate-sama's hobby." Isao whispered, "I told you already, He gets the kick out of picking up victims from the streets and raping them. There is nothing we can do about it, so come on, I promised to get you out of here!"

"But how can we just leave when…?" Ayase asked, tears filling his eyes.

"He's got a point." Mei said harshly "There's nothing we can do, let's just leave!"

"Keep your head down, don't look at anyone!" Isao ordered and grabbed them both by their hand.

When they got near the stage, Ayase could here the voice get stronger.

"Why are you doing this?" The victim screamed, "Please stop!"

Ayase realized that it was a boy, a young boy, probably younger than him. It all sent him back to the time he was naked, helpless and chained up, presented to an alienated audience as an object for sale.

He discarded Isao's command and dared looking up the stage. There were three frightening looking goons upstage, holding tightly their helpless naked victim, two were restraining his arms, the other pushed him down on his knees while a fourth man was behind the poor kid, pounding into him, using too much force to inflict as much pain as possible.

"Somebody help!" the young boy cried again.

Ayase felt as if somebody punched him in the guts when he recognized the raven-haired boy. It was Sen, the kid that helped him out when he was lost in a strange dark street, the boy who showed kindness to him, when he had absolutely no reason to do so.

'This can't be happening!' Ayase's mind screamed, he was paralyzed and could not move from this horrible sight.

"Come on!" Mie tried to pull him, she was shocked too, but she wanted to get the hell out of there.

"I… I know that boy, it's Sen!" Ayase whispered, still looking at the action on stage.

"We'll call the police." The girl said "But we have to run away from here, first."

"You don't understand!" Ayase glared at her, for the first time in his life, he was furious at his friend. "This kid is a street whore, Mie-chan, he has no one! Even if they kill him, nobody will ever come looking for him! We gotta do something, we have to…"

"Ayase!" Mie screamed.

"You want us all to die?" Isao roared as well.

But Ayase did not pay any attention. He's only concern was Sen, and he wanted to stop this torture. Ayase leaped upstage screaming, "Stop! Leave him alone!"

He maneuvered his way between the three men, who stood there stupefied at his action. He reached for Sen, and embraced the shivering boy in his arms, freeing him from the hold of his tormentors. For a second there, he savored the sweet taste of victory, with Sen safely in his arms, and all the Yakuza men frozen and gasping.

"Shush, Sen, it's me, Ayase…everything will be all right." but nothing was going to be right.

"How dare you?"

Ayase gazed out at the angry men hovering above him.

"How dare you spoil Hayate-sama's fun?"

Ayase tightened his grip on Sen and sent a defiant gaze at the Yakuza thugs, but he knew he was deep in troubles.

oOOo

Tbc

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A/N- well… until next time, see you ^_^