A/N Hello again. Thank you all for taking the time to read my story again. The Kamoshida arc is heating up. I hope you all continue to enjoy part 1 of this arc.


Chapter 4

1 month ago, 1885

Ryuji woke up to the sun rays filtering in from the window. The beginning signs of Spring could be felt in the weather. Normally he doesn't get the greatest night's sleep, doing odd jobs during all hours of the day. A few hunt's here and there to pass the time. But none of that matters right now as he looks down at his companion. A young woman laid rested beside him, smooth skin and soft blonde hair. They're both naked as the day they were born.

Last night shouldn't have happened given the circumstances, especially with that bastard always around, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him Ryuji thought. With the morning arriving on the horizon, it would be best to leave soon before they are caught by his personal hired thugs.

"Ann…Ann." He tries to gently shake her awake. Waking up from her own sleep she turns to look at him. "I have to go soon, but I'll make sure to visit you and Shiho as soon as I can." With one last kiss goodbye, he attempts to sneak out of the building without alerting the other patrons. Coat in hand and shirt and pants dishevel he leaves through a side door.

It would've been one of the best nights of his life if only he saw the guard hiding behind the corner.

Back at the brothel, Ann was still resting in bed not really needing to get up till the afternoon. But three knocks on the door ruin that. "Ann are you up yet?" A soft voice asks, her best friend Shiho, "I wanted to make sure you were okay?" Ann wraps a robe around herself and opens the door to see a concern Shiho.

"I appreciate the concern Shiho, but I'm okay. What about you and your customers, nothing too bad I hope," she asked back.

"I'm fine I just didn't make much money back. I thought we were close but he keeps raising the money again," Shiho said. Kamoshida started this debt. They were just two young women trying to make a living in this town, what they thought was a simple comfort lounge providing drinks and cigar to guests turned out to be a brothel run by him. The first night they found out was awful. Whenever they would try to escape he would track them down like dogs. They were only there for one purpose, to make him money. They've seen other girls come and go some younger than it should be in this place.

"I know things are bad right now but Ryuji promised he would help us. We were talking about it last night a little before we got…distracted." Ann couldn't help but think of her evening with Ryuji, a boisterous young man but kind and compassionate. It's better than when she is "requested" to join Kamoshida for an evening.

Shiho looks at Ann glad to know she is able to find some form of happiness. "He snuck in here to visit you. I'm a little surprised about that, the last time you two talk you were bickering like cats and dogs." She said almost cracking a smile, "Wait Ryuji snuck in with Kamoshida around?"

"No, he went out on some business trip a few days ago. I probably won't be back till tomorrow or the day after. Thank goodness. I can't stand another minute around that creep." With Kamoshida taking an interest in Ann, no doubt he will request her again once he returns. Better her than Shiho she guesses. She doesn't want her to get hurt if she can help it. If only they can escape this life…..

With Ryuji performing various odd jobs around town the following few days, he had some money to spare to properly see Ann. Minus the climbing and sneaking into a window every so often. He just hopes that the bastard was still out of town.

When evening rolled around he walked through the front door and took a seat and order a drink. The woman would wander about the patrons, some picking and choosing. He waited for about an hour and still didn't see her. Not even Shiho. He leaves the main floor and exits out one of the back doors and attempts to climb in her window instead. "Ann are you-"

He feels a bottle break over the back of his head and falls to the ground; sore but not out. Ryuji looks up to see Ann and Shiho tied up on the floor with a piece of cloth wrapped around their mouths. Eyes widen with fear. A muscular man with wild hair and eyes standing in the corner glaring at him; Kamoshida.

His men roughly grab Ryuji up from the floor as he makes his way over. Ann and Shiho struggling to get out of their restraints, voices muffled. "I thought I told you not to mess with my property peasant. You don't think I have eyes around here. This is my DOMAIN!" He punches Ryuji in the stomach then throws a right hook at his face. He punches him some more until he spits out blood. Bruises start to form near his right eye.

Ryuji tries to stay focus as more blows hit him in the stomach and face. He is able to gather strength and swing back only to get hit in the face with a fist.

Kamoshida yanks his hair and forces Ryuji to look at him. He pulls out a pistol and points it at Ryuji's face. "Maybe I should put a bullet in you each time you been fucking her behind my back?" He aims the pistol at Ryuji's knee and pulls the trigger. "That's one."

"AAAAAAAHHHHH" Ryuji falls down grasping his bloody knee. Shiho has tears running down her faces as she is a force to witness the torture. Ann continues to attempt to break free from the ropes an almost removes the clothing from her mouth.

"My what a lively slave you are. However, this wouldn't have happened if you've been a more willing participant with me," he says as he aims the gun at Ryuji head, "Maybe now you will change your mind."

"STOP!" Ann yelled finally able to shuffle the clothing away. "I'll do whatever you want, anything you ask! Just please don't kill him. PLEASE!" She continues to beg, eyes pleading him Kamoshida.

With the gun still aimed at the blonde hair young man, he puts on a slimy smug. "Anything at all then?" Ann nods her head in defeat, feeling the last of her strength wither away over her new fate. Shiho muffles her protest to Ann and tries to keep an eye on Ryuji who is slowly losing consciousness.

"Put this peasant in the trash." He orders. "And as for these two, take the black hair err… what's her face to my special chambers." He creeps down to Ann's face, eyes maddening. "I have a special place for you."


Present Day, 1885

Ann has been in an out of that cellar for a month. She and Shiho always wondered what happen to the other woman in the Brothel. They were under there the entire time, his playthings she soon found out. This stranger, however, found her and hope slowly eased in her fragile heart.

"You said your name was Ann right, I ran into your friend Shiho upstairs."

"Shiho!? Is she okay!" She asked.

"Ssshhh. Yeah so far. I'm gonna get you all out I swear. Is there a certain time Kamoshida comes down here? Or any other places he takes you?" Ren was trying to gather as much information as possible, running a brothel was one thing but entrapping people and possible kidnapping was something else entirely.

One of the other women spoke up, "That filthy man only shows up when he feels like it. His choices are random depending on his mood." Tears start to pour down her faces.

"Sometimes he takes us back to his special chamber, it's on the highest level in the building…..at the end of the hall," Ann explains.

"So he has two special rooms, upstairs and the entrance to this place. I know you all have suffered for who knows how long. But give me 2 days to gather the cavalry and your all getting out I swear." The woman look at Ren with small hope in their eye unsure if this is just another trick of Kamoshida or something better.

Ren gives them a glance back. 16 women, need to rescue and figure out where they all came from. Running low on time, he heads back in the office and closes the bookcase behind him and leaves just as quietly as he came.

Heading back to where he left Shiho, he finds her sitting on her bed knees to the chest in worry.

"Hey."

Shocked at his return she runs up to him seeing that he was in the same shape as when he left. "You didn't run into anybody, was Kamoshida there? What happen?" Shiho asks frantically.

Ren raises a hand to calm her down, looking through the crack in the door making sure no one was near or in listening distance. "I found your friend Ann, a bit worse for wear but she still alive. Along with other women I found. I promise I will be back in two days' time with some more help."

He goes to leave stopping around corners when he sees hired goons checking the area about. Safely exiting out of the way he enters he heads back to the hotel he shares with his brother and a new companion.

When Ren arrives, he was mentally thankful the two didn't kill each other while he was away. Morgana was cleaning his guns while Ryuji was napping off in a chair. Morgana punches Ryuji in the arm and startled him awake. "What the hell is your problem!"

That didn't last long the elder Amamiya thought. "We have a change in plans. I didn't find Kamoshida but I did find your friends; both of them. Shiho on the outside looked fine…..Ann thought we'll get her out Ryuji. She and 15 other women are trapped downstairs in a chamber underneath the main Brothel. I also was able to get a hold of these." Pulling out the financial files he found in the desk earlier.

"Something shady gotta be in those papers that we can use," Ryuji exclaims. He was still worried about Ann and Shiho and knows Ren must have left out a few details about what he really saw in the chamber. Looking down at his left leg, he was managing to walk now but he will most likely have a limp for the rest of his life. A limp was better than being 6 feet underground.

The three of them review the financial papers Ren found in the office, records of the incomes and how much was spent wasn't adding up to them. Shipments orders that contain a large amount of weight going in and out of that place. Weights that wouldn't equal up to alcohol crates.

"What the hell can you ship out of a brothel that would produce this amount of funds and shipment fees. I can understand the shipment coming in but his income for selling off these crates is more than he makes at the actual brothel." Morgana proclaims in frustration.

The older brother ponders off the information. By the law, a brothel was legal as long as a certain age was met, but some of the women he saw were fairly younger, almost a child. A child had no place to be anywhere near there unless they were a force to be there.

"I don't think its a what Mona but a who, that bastard must be running a sex ring of sorts. But where it goes who knows." He shuffles through some more papers when one signature catches his eye. Signed off on one of Kamoshida's records had a name, an alias. Asmodeus.


A/N Update, fixed some grammatical errors