Chapter.25. The Forbidden Rose Of Tokyo Pt.2
Warning: This chapter has a lot more swearing in it than usual, so just be prepared for that
Tokyo Rose.
We stare at our Masters in utter shock.
"M-Master I-can Ex-explain!" I stutter nervously, as i quickly look down at my shell-shocked girlfriend.
"How long has this been going on for?!" Kojima-sama demands, clenching his fists in rage until they are nearly white as bone.
"T-two months!" I spit out, quickly getting up and hastily putting my dress on.
"Minoru-sama..."Yuzuki says, as she tries to explain everything to her Master. Me on the other hand, I have made my Master furious. And when hes furious, things get ugly with the flick of your wrist.
"TWO MONTHS! TWO FUCKING MONTHS AND I NEVER KNEW?!" He shouts. I flutter my eyes in embarrassment.
"It's because we-" I begin to say, but he cuts me off entirely.
"Wow! You've really become naive haven't you?" Kojima retorts, turning towards the door like hes gonna leave, but stops, "Pfft, you really did in fact..."
"In fact what...?" I ask. He immediately whips around, his eyes flaring fire, and his voice as low and as loud as a Bass guitar and a bass nearly breaking under their strain of heavy use.
"DAMN IT TOKYO ROSE! YOU REALLY ARE A RISK-TAKING ROBOTIC LITTLE BITCH!" His words cut through the air, as easy would eight Samurai swords cut through someones throat.
"WELL MAYBE IF YOU WEREN'T SO ARROGANT AND TSUNDERE MAYBE I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU! I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE FEELINGS FOR ANNAI, YOU KNOW ITS WRONG SO WHY CAN'T I DO THE SAME THING!?" I snap, knowing full well that what I said, no, this entire argument is getting on his sensitive, not-so Kojima-like side. Now you know... He blushes furiously for what seems to be a millisecond, but then turns white almost as if that blush was just my optical receptors malfunctioning.
"I don't love her," He denies, breathing so shakily it's as if he couldn't possibly get any madder. Oh you Tsundere! I think, as he stiffly walks closer and closer to me.
"I swear Tokyo Rose if-" He begins to threat, when he is interrupted by a huge BANG! Followed by four dozen screams.
"What the hell...?" Kojima ponders, squinting his eyes as he wonders out of the hallway and into the main gala.
Third Person View.
What Greets Kojima when he walks in is utter chaos. Persocoms, programmers, CEOS scrambling to the ground, covering their ears in fear, as a laugh, a devilishly evil laugh, rings out across the fancy ballroom reaching each corner in perfection.
Kojima's eyes went from barely visible, confused slits, to as big as black marbles shocked and obliterated in a matter if milliseconds as he witnesses his greatest fear up on the Italian black and white marble stage, covered in a black cloak and hood so strategically placed so it shadows off his face.
"K-Kyono M-Matsuki!?" He stutters, his voice barely audible.
"Master," soon, a small red figure bumps against his left side with their forearms across their chest defensively.
"Who is that?" Annai whispers softly, whilst ever-so-slightly shaking his extended left arm, frozen in shock.
"That man," Yoshiyuki begins shakily, "Is my dads murderer."
"Now that you whiny people have finally shut up!" The hooded figure spits dropping his midnight black cloak, and pulling out a gold and silver 45 caliber pistol and pointing it straight up to the ceiling threatening to pull the gold-plated trigger, "I'm looking for the guy who nearly killed me four years ago!" Kyono rips the fabric around his neck, revealing a scar so highly visible, it looks like he got it tattooed on. But that is far from the truth.
"C'mon R D," He taunts, snapping three bullets out of the pistols sliver barrel into the ceiling, causing pieces to crumble down on the already petrified crowd like stale cake, "I know you're here so just show your goddamn face already."
"Who is "R D"?" Annai asks, looking up at her Masters shocked face.
"Alright, I guess I have to say goodbye for you," Almost as soon as Kyono lowers the pistol and points it towards the crowd of cowering people, Kojima rips free of Annai's grip and runs onto the stage, tackling the assassin off of the stage and onto the floor made of pure cobblestone.
"EVERYONE LEAVE!" He yells, choking Kyono with his jet-black tie. Both humans and persocoms alike burst out of the room like its on fire. Everyone but Annai, Yuzuki, and Tokyo Rose.
Kojima.
"I have every right to kill you you know," I inform unnecessarily, as I tighten the tie around the murderer's neck.
"Get, off of me you dick with Daddy Issues!" Kyono spits, struggling hopelessly against the straining black piece of fabric.
"Oh, so now you insult me?" I retort, enjoying this guy struggle so much, "How so cli-" Almost as soon as I finish my sentence, Kyono manages to throw me across the room with the swing of his right hand, although it is pretty weak and the only real damage it could have done was simply leave me winded for a moment.
"Ha, now who is the winner now?" He yells, laughing a laugh so cruel and bloodthirsty it nearly made my ears bleed. I run towards him. Before aiming a flying air kick directly on his face, knocking him down.
"You know, I could do much, much worse than that, considering that I've broken countless arms, and therefore a black belt," I inform, as I throw off my jacket and I go into a fighting stance.
"Too bad Karate Kid, I already know your weak point just by looking at you," Kyono snares, assuming a fighting stance of his own.
"If you think your so right then why don't you try me? You already hate me so fucking much you want me dead, so why Don't you Son Of A Bitch?" I prompt.
"Trust me, we better start off easy," He says, lunging himself towards me. I quickly dodge, and I land my fist into his back.
Then It turns into an all out brawl.
"Come on Kyono is that all you got? Just a couple of punches and kicks? Just show me where you think my weak spot is now," I whine.
"Okay you fucking little punk, I will show you how to Fucking die right now if you really want that!" He snarks.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure I will show you how to fucking die first!" I respond.
Then, he thrusts his fist at me, punching me directly in the stomach.
I hit the ground face first, as Kyono begins kicking the shit out of my coiled figure. Wow! He really does know my weak spot...I think miserably, coughing up a bit of blood into the palm of my hand.
"You...Idiot," Is all I can manage, as he stops kicking me.
"I'm sorry I didn't quite catch that," He mocks deviously, as he lowers his cupped ear towards me. I've had this happen ten to many times in the past, I know this little trick of theirs, "tell me again."
"YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" A female voice yells, hitting Kyono's back to get his attention.
"Annai you really shouldn't right now..." I murmur.
"Oh, and what do we have here? Little Miss princess Peach eh? Coming to save your Mario huh?" Matsuki retorts, swinging around and slapping Annai directly across he cheek.
"Oh, and we have here Big Fat Wario trying to kill Mario eh? Is Daisy coming to kick your ass?" She asks, and immediately side kicks him right in his legs, knocking him to the ground, "'cause I ain't no Princess Peach you hear me Motherfucker?"
"You little bitch. You really think you can defeat me in one blow?" Matsuki laughs, as he gets up as if we wasn't hurt at all, "well think twice." Then he grabs Annai's waist and throws her across the room, ripping her entire made-of-pure-silk dress off in the process.
I immediately lift myself up off of the ground, and In one swoop I hook my leg softly onto his neck, threatening to crush it if I apply anymore pressure.
"As I told you, I have the right to just kill you right here and now," I threaten.
"Ha, that final blow to your internal component was so damaging, you don't even have the strength to hold it there for long," He immediately grabs my foot and swings it around, making me fall straight onto the floor so hard, that it shatters the left side of my glasses, leaving only the right side severely scratched up.
Matsuki goes over to a table, and breaks off a limb, so carnivorously its like hes breaking off a dying wolfs leg instead of helping it revive.
My eyes widen as he walks over to Annai, flinging the wooden stick nonchalantly like he was used it it.
Don't be an idiot Kojima, you're already beaten up so much you can barely stand up straight. But then again, if you truely love her you will die for her...Right? I rush over and I stand over Annai's limp figure, my arms stretched out in defendantance, just as the table leg hits my shoulder.
"How cute! Someone protecting their precious little bundle of plastic and metal!" Matsuki knocks me to the ground, in an attempt to throw me off. Until, my "good" eye focuses on a shiny, sliver and gold instrument lying obliviously on the middle of the deserted ballroom just waiting to be picked up and used.
I strech out my fingers, as I grip the freezing cold metal grip of the gun.
"Stop right there or I swear I will seriously shoot!" I yell, pointing the pistol directly at Kyono.
"Fine, shoot me, but just beware not to shoot your precious computer!" He warns, as He grabs Annai and rushes her in front of himself.
"Please, Master," She pleads. I stand up, my eyes heavily fixated on the psychopath embracing my new persocom.
"Oh, are you too scared to shoot?" Kyono taunts.
"You," I begin, "You killed , you shot and killed several surfers all over the world. But most importantly You killed my father! And now its your time to die!" And as I scream out that last statement, I fire a bullet at the murderer in front of me.
He drops Annai in a millisecond, as six bullets shoot through his shoulder, spraying blood everywhere in a perfect arching rainbow.
"Quick! Wrap this around yourself and lets go!" I order, as I hand my persocom the jacket I had thrown off when entering complete brawl mode.
"I can't walk! He completely smashed my ankle with that table leg," She explains, slipping the white piece of clothing on her shoulders and limply getting up with the support of a nearby wall.
"I'll carry you," I say, picking her up and carrying her bridal style.
"What about you? I mean you are completely beaten up?" She asks worriedly, as I push open the heavy white marble ballroom door open and stepping outside into the freezing cold Sapporo streets.
"I'm fine, I'll just hail A cab," I pass, wondering over to the edge hoping one of the drivers will notice.
Tokyo Rose gasps as she sees us walk into the hotel room.
"Kojima-sama are you okay?" She ponders. I give a weak little nod, "yeah I'm okay, but Annai's foot is smashed and I've gotta fix it." I lay Annai gently on the bed.
"No, Koj you are the one that needs to rest not me," She denies, "we've still got all day tomorrow to fix me and you." I look at her strangely before shrugging.
"I...guess." I sigh, flopping on my bed back first, "OW! Maybe I should think twice." I mumble kicking off my shoes, and diving underneath the dirty-as-all-hell hotel covers.
"Can't sleep Master?" I guess. He looks behind the couch he is sitting on.
"Yeah," He sighs.
"Mind if I join you?" I ask, limply walking overf in front of him
"Sure,"He allows, as he lays down, back against the back of the plush blue couch. I flops in front of him, as I wrap my arms around his chest.
As soon as I know he is sleeping, I quietly whisper in his ear, "Kokoro Kara Daisuki." Knowing full well he can't hear me.
Authors Side Note: Yes, yes I know, this chapter probably sucked. Due to the fact that its nearly 4 A.M and I've been hurrying to finish this chapter, so a lot of it probably made no sense.
Also, I don't know anything about Karate, so there is that too.
I have also rewritten Chapter.1. The reasons are explained there.