Akihito could not shake the fact that this Kazekage character rubbed him the wrong way.
Even still, he silently admitted to himself that there were some qualities he found interesting. He was thoroughly shocked at how she matched up to Kamikaze's personality.
For one thing, the teen did not like to stay rooted in one place for too long. Yet, she managed to follow his directions...well when he yelled at her to sit down and not move an inch.
An image passed through the back of his head as he viewed her picked up a fashion magazine in her hands.
"I have a feeling that you like my older sister more than you let on but you chose to be friends with her since that was what she valued the most. After all, you felt some type of value for her."
'What does she know about me?!' The purple haired male was irritably grumbling while cleaning his metal Tri-fang spear with a dampened rag of cleaning solution.
'I should've killed you too and left you downstairs.' He inwardly considered.
"We both know that you wouldn't do it. You really don't like to kill unless someone has a gun to your head."
"That's when the thought of "Is it my life or yours". If you did harm people then you probably would've never been able to look Kamikaze in the eyes again." Her words were annoyingly cycling in his head.
'I wonder if she really is Kamikaze's sister? If she is then she would know about my past…' the thought ran through his mind until the night of what happened when he was younger vividly resurfaced.
A younger version of Akihito dutifully finished up some errands for his mother since she was bed ridden from a previous illness.
Meanwhile his father was tightly locked away in his room with piles of work to complete so he could maintain his job.
It was during the afternoon borderline evening hours when Akihito was strongly toting bags from the grocery store and local pharmacy in his arms.
The young boy leisurely traveled down familiar streets that would led him back to his home.
"Ah Akihito-kun, how's your mother doing?" One of his many neighbors inquistively probes as he strolls along the sidewalk right outside of his house.
The purple haired male obediently paused out of politeness to answer her question.
"She's doing fine. The doctor says if she continues to take her medicine daily then she should be back on her two feet soon." He repeated verbatim what he overheard the doctor told his father on his daily in home check-up on his mother.
"That's good to hear. Oh and tell your father, I said hello will you." The woman kindly requests a favor from him.
The young boy then nods his head to agree with his neighbor's request before he proceeds to walk until he was at the entrance of his apartment building.
The walk from the entrance to his home was not too far away and only consists of two flights of stairs.
The purple haired boy steadily scales up then bypasses three doors that were on his right and he was finally home.
'I wonder if mommy is still sleeping?' He wondere to himself after he reached underneath the WELCOME mat to produce a key, which he used to unlock the door.
"I'm home!" Akihito loudly yelled after he closed and locked the door back.
His gray eyes were noticing that the hallway light was no longer casting an eerie feeling through the room.
The little boy swiftly removed his shoes from his feet and neatly placed them at the entrance way.
'It's too quiet in here,' He absentmindedly conceives after he creeps around at a stealthily pace.
The child then made his way to the kitchen where he heard his father angrily argue with someone.
Akihito curiously peaks his head around the living room wall and until he sees the kitchen. He was witnessing his ill mother trying to calm his father down while a man was pointing a gun at him.
It was as if the assailant was deeply contemplating whether or not to shot him.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself! You've been sleeping around with one of my women and not paying up while your wife is in your bed sick as a dog." The man never raised his voice and spoke in a rather eerie yet calm tone towards his father.
It was at that moment did he suddenly recalled what the lady from earlier told him.
The little boy was faintly recalling seeing that man occasionally in and out of her apartment whenever he was going out to play or running errands.
His gray eyes beholds his mother's facial expression of utter disbelief on her face as she slowly inches away from her husband's side. "How long?"
His father did not immediately answer her question which cemented his mother belief in what the stranger just revealed to her as true, "For how long?"
"He's been with her ever since the week after you were diagnosis with your illness, ma'am." The man with the gun eventually divulges for his father instead of him.
Akihito witnessed his mother roughly slapped his father across his face right before she abruptly coughed up blood since she overworked her frail body because she walked around.
She was forced to take a seat on the couch.
"Now that the cat is out of the bag, if I don't get my money by tomorrow then you and your wife here, will no longer see the light of day. Do I make myself clear?" The man with the gun firmly stated his demand.
The young boy silently noticed that the assaliant casually maneuvered his way over to the door so he decided to stay out of sight.
'How could my father do that to my mother?' A younger Akihito was confusingly reckoning when the sound of a chair scrapping along the floor was surfacing him out of his stupor.
His gray eyes then peeps up to see that Kazekage had yet to move from the location he orders her to stay in.
"You're no fun, Akihito?" Kaze was playfully scoffing once she was settling in her seat again.
The teen then crosses her arms and pouts like a child would if they were accuse of doing something wrong.
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Rex asks the driver for directions to Neo Central Hospital. His mind was presently filled with dozens of questions yet no answer was in sight to bring relief to what felt like a headache.
'How does Jaegar know about Nova? Where did he hear that information when I haven't told anybody, except for Kami?' The silver haired male was mulling after parking his car somewhere where no noisy reporters or fans would be able to easily spot it.
'She collapsed from fatigue in the backseat of a taxi cab…' The nurse's voice inwardly repeated over and over again as if he tried to figure out what was wrong with Nova.
Once the older man finally entered through a side entrance of the hospital, a sort of ease washed over him.
Rex believed that the hospital was better than her dead body somewhere in an morgue or an alley where someone would have taken advantage of her.
"I'm here to discharge Nova Fujita." He was informing the nurse, who was organizing the paperwork of the patients that were entering and exiting out of the hospital.
The silver haired male patiently waits as the woman presses a number on the phone, chats for a brief second and then places the phone back on the receiver.
"Sir, she will be down shortly."
A couple of seconds later, he was viewing Nova with her hands covering her face as if embarrassed by her current state.
The nurse dutifully pushes her closer and closer to the older man while in the wheelchair.
"Do you have your car?" The nurse asked him before Rex nodded his head when he dropped his head down.
"Alright Miss Nova, make sure you get plenty of rest and drink a lot water so you won't have to see me anymore."
"I will do that." She agreed since she hated being in the presence of a hospital.
The red head was given the go ahead to leave the wheelchair, which she did with no hesitation whatsoever.
The older woman seems a little weak but manages to remove all doubt when she begins to walk as if she feels better.
"Thanks for coming to get me, Rex. I thought they were going to make me stay the night until someone could get me in the morning." Nova cheerfully thanked him after she strapped herself in the seat.
"It's no problem. You're lucky that whoever found you didn't do anything crazy to you while in their cab." Rex commented after he started the car up then checked his blind spots to see if it was okay to back out.
"I should send that man something for helping me out. I was coming back from Kami's house…and it all happened to fast." She responded as she adjusted her seat so she would not sit directly straight up.
"What were you doing there?" He curiously needled about her late night visit to their daughter's house.
"Ugh…I went to tell Kamikaze something that was very important to her." The red head replies to his question in a roundabout fashion, which was something typical for her to do.
Her eyes peeked over at the male, who briefly glimpsed at her face when she realized that they stopped at a traffic stop with questioning look etched into his feature.
"What secret did you pull out of your treasure chest, this time?" The silver haired male was teasingly quipping since Nova is the Queen of Holding Secrets, which tend to have a devastating effect on her relationship with others.
"It isn't just Kamikaze who it affects, it affects you too. After all...you're the father of two girls." Nova ultimately confesses to him as the light finally flashes green.
Rex was suddenly driving off from the stop as his speed was rapidly increasing.
"Rex, slow down, I don't want to die now…" She piercingly shouted, which instantly snapped him out of his trance when the car returned to the enforced speed limit.
"So you're telling me that I have two daughters?" He astonishingly challenged to make sure that he heard her correctly.
"Yes Rex, you are the father of two girls." The red head sincerely reassured him.
The older woman was secretly praying he would stick to his usually calm manner rather than booting her out of the vehicle.
Through the duration of their car ride, Nova remained mute since she predicted that this would be the outcome once she revealed to Rex about Kazekage and their relationship with one another.
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"Did you have any luck on your end?" Yusei's voice rings via a communication link.
Kamikaze knew she was on the right street to reach Lord Tamaki, who she affectionately addressed as Tama-chan.
The building has three levels like any potential thriving business in the making. Not to mention, it was a legitimate business owned by an entrepreneur that knew the ins and outs. And Tama-chan fit that bill.
Tamaki roughly stood about six foot one, which was relatively tall compared to girls that were her height and were able to at least keep him in their line of vision when he was close to them.
He had short brown hair that was nicely kept, chocolate brown eyes and always wore suits tailored to his shape.
When you hear successful businessmen say never mix business with pleasure, Tama-chan abided by that rule for the longest and never broke it for any girl that worked for him.
The man was relatively young when she remembered about his inheritance.
Once he reached the tender age of twenty years old, he inherited from his uncle that later retired from the day-to-day operations of a ring. However, his uncle made damn sure that he retired on a largepile of money.
Kamikaze recalled how she met Tama-chan before he even ran his now famous ring in the underground district and the black market.
While in Neo Domino, she was homeless and often pick pocketed people to gain a couple of bills so she buy her next meal.
Somewhere in the mysterious universe, it was destined for her to meet Tamaki.
The red head easily managed to pickpocket him only to discover a piece of paper with a smiley face and a tongue poked out from its mouth with a "Gotcha you!"
"Um, excuse me, sir. You dropped this…" Kamikaze easily lied after she approached a man in a tailored light brown suit and tapped him on his shoulder to catch his attention.
"Oh thank you, and you are?" He was cordially asking her after retrieving the piece of paper sticking out from her hand.
After that, it was all just a matter of time for them to grow close as friends. Then there was Akihito, who serves as her bodyguard from time to time.
The young woman vividly remembered his face from her studies with Sage-sensei since he frequently worked as a bodyguard and was at the time the only sole confidante to Tama-chan.
The three were naturally bonding as if they were family and all that they were missing was for Kamikaze to complete their family.
Tamaki was the one that introduced her to the business aspect of a prostitue, or the life of a Geisha, as he would often time refer to her.
Deep down somewhere, he felt that he could truly trust her with her own image and direction.
The red head was treated well unlike the other women that were brought in and kept on a short leash. Even her best friend, Stacy Slupopper, endured the strict brunette's hands-on-approach method.
No matter where she was or where she went, Tama-chan always sent Akihito with her to make sure that she would be all right and that none of the clients would try anything fun.
The heavy security was reasonable since the young man was somewhat unaware that she was more than able to take care of herself.
Yet, she continuously brought him along just to Tama-chan's qualms and allowed Akihtio to have some fun.
A smile temporarily materializes on her face until since she could not help but to fondly reminisce about all the fun during work and outside of work.
'I need to know exactly why he decided to hire my mother for a job and kept it a secret from me.' Kamikaze thought.
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Author's Note:
Major editing revisions 06.17.17
Major editing revisions 12.07.18