"You should learn to be more careful." Asami sighed when he saw how filthy Takaba was not to mention the few visible bruises on the other's face.
"Come on, nothing that major really happened, there weren't any gun shots even fired at me." Asami didn't seem that pleased by Takaba's words. "Beside this is my job and I already told you before that once I make it big it's going to then be up to me to take care of you." This granted Takaba a small smirk from Asami. What Takaba wasn't telling Asami though was that this was his only way of helping himself to get back up on his fee after the whole Hong Kong incident. Takaba didn't feel that it was right to rely on Asami all the time for support, he needed to learn to support himself again.
Takaba hadn't honestly thought that there'd come a time when he'd be keeping a gun on himself, more importantly being the one to put it on and load it. He did find it rather hard though to stop his hands from shaking as he slipped under his vest where Asami always kept the holster, two of them to exact, though Takaba doubted the fact that two guns would be necessary for what he was going, he even doubted that he'd need the one gun that was currently on him, but he wanted to be safe.
When the car stopped Takaba stepped out quick, adjusting his suit with Kirishima at his heels. The two doors were opened to him without hesitation by two guards who bowed deeply at him, he didn't even spare them a look as he quickly entered the building where he was escorted to a room by a female servant who kept her head bowed the entire time.
It took Takaba's eyes a few moments to adjust to the dimly light room and the fact that there was someone sitting at one end of the low table.
A man who looked to not be much older then thirty five was sitting at the table, a smile on his face which Takaba could tell was of pure malice, more then likely meaning he wasn't that found of Asami or there was something going on that was putting him in a bad mood at the current moment in time.
Sitting at the table Takaba crossed his legs before both men bowed their heads at each other in greeting, the other picked up his small glass that held sake in it, though Takaba didn't follow this action, not because he was suspicious of what could've been put in the glass, but rather because he wasn't in much of a mood to drink.
"It has been, what five years since the last time that we saw each other?"
"I do apologize for coming to see you so suddenly." Takaba replied with a low bow of his head.
"No need to apologize, I'm just well aware of the fact that you wouldn't just come to see an old friend like me unless you were in need of something important. Not to say that I mind that, but at the same I am also having some problems my self." Takaba raised his head and looked at the man with questioning eye, figuring this was better then right out asking the man what was wrong. The man sighed deeply before putting down his sake glass, hesitating a few seconds before speaking. "It has come to my attention that my son was recently taking by one of our side branches, to where I am not certain as all contact has been cut off, but from what I know and have been able to find out by searching, they're planning on killing him if he isn't already dead by this point in time."
"I'm terrible sorry to hear this news, I think that in this situation though that we'll easily be able to help each other." Takaba informed the man who seemed interested in his words.
"In what way if I may be so bold as to inquire, you're not the type of person to lose something so easily, is it possible that this side branch has also done something to you?" Takaba extracted a picture of himself, well Asami from his pocket and showed it to the other. The other carefully took the photo and looked it over.
"Have you seen him before?" Takaba asked when the man set the photo down, his eyes scanning back and forth as though thinking about this matter carefully.
"I can't say I have, I take it by the fact that you carry a photo of him on you that he must be someone very important to you." Takaba ignored this comment and continued speaking.
"He's a freelance photographer who works specifically in the line of criminals, he does stack outs and takes photos of meeting and deals that are going between the different groups in order to take them down."
"Are you saying that he got involved with the side branch?"
"I cannot be certain about that, all I know is that he was supposed to be doing a stack out tonight and has yet to return, and when questioning about the job that he was taking I found that the name of your group came up as being involved. It is possible that he just hasn't gotten in contact with me and is still busy, but I also fear that the worst has possible happened to him." Takaba replied, trying to keep his emotions to the side as he waited to hear what the other had to say to him.
"It is true that he might've gotten involved with them then it would be great benefit for us both to locate them, even if the worst has possible already happened to my son and your photographer. My men have already been sweeping the whole area carefully as they look for any clues or any members from that branch that they might be able to get information from."
"My men are currently doing the same, they've found the area where the deal was supposed to be taking place in, the only problem is find the entrance to get to that area, it seems as though it has been sealed off and is almost impossible to get into." Takaba replied,
"Depending on where this spot is and how many people are around the area my men should have no problem breaking into it, my men have yet to find a place that they can't get into, even if force is necessary."
"Then I'll be certain to contact my men right away and tell them not to shot anyone before having them identify themselves and letting them know what they are doing there." Takaba felt a slight amount of excitement building up inside of him from what appeared to be such good news, but he knew better then to get his hopes up too high because one in a million things could happen at this point in time that could end up making things more complicated.
Kirishima was quick to phone the men under his charge and ask them for the directions to the warehouse or at leas the nearby area and he also told them to stand by for further orders and to expect some help soon and he was very specific in telling them not to shoot anyone on sight.
"Kirishima, with all of the time that it has taken us thus far, what are the high chances that Asami is still alive?" Takaba asked once they were back inside of the limousine and he felt his emotions getting the better of himself again, mainly the dread thought that Asami might possible be dead setting in.
"If I know him well enough, then depending on how bad the injury is, the chances of him actually dying are very low, you should know that he is very resourceful even when he has hardly anything at his disposal. The extent of the injury is the only thing that we will have to worry about." This words didn't really help to easy Takaba that much and in fact they just caused him to worry about Asami that much more.