Japaneese Lesson:
Hai - Yes
Iie - No
Imoutosan - Younger sister (honor)
Otousan - Father
Okaasan - Mother
Arigatou gozaimazu - Thank you very much
Itoko - Cousin
Now you are asking why I put this here instead of the end. Read and find out!
Vengence
Chapter 4
Cain arrived at the site and looked up his eyes searching for something. There she was, as usual watching the men or more likely him. He smiled at the confusion she must be feeling. She was wondering why he hadn't insisted on her coming home with him. Not that four hours of push-ups would have stopped him had she been anyone other than who she was. That was just a little to sick to even consider. His shoulders still ached, even though he had spent the night having one of his uncles servants massage his shoulders. He wondered how her shoulders felt.
"Yo, Cain." The foreman's voice interrupted his train of thought. Turning he saw the man motioning for him to come to the trailer. "Phone call, seems important."
Cain walked towards the trailer wondering who would call him here. Stepping inside the site secretary smiled at him. He appraised her, blond hair, blue eyes and a nice figure. Taking a deep breath he almost choked on the perfume she was wearing. He didn't understand why human women insisted on covering their wonderful scent with that stuff. Winking at her he thought 'I'll ask her out this weekend.' He picked up the phone. "Yea, this is Cain."
"Oh Young Master Cain, I'm so glad I reached you."
Inwardly he groaned, he hated the toad. "Hai, Jaken." He switched easily back into Japanese, not wanting the two in the office to understand the conversation. He listened to the high pitched groveling voice he hated. "Imoutosan? .... Iie......IIE!..... Otousan?.... Okaasan? .... Hai... Hai.... Arigatou gozaimazu Jaken-san." Hanging up the phone he didn't notice the blood dripping from the fist of his clinched left hand. Barely able to keep control of the illusion hiding his ears, the illusion hiding his claws was gone, he turned and faced the man and woman in the trailer. "Leave. Ask Amanda to come here now." His voice was raw, he was loosing the battle to keep his Youkai under control, something he had not lost control of since he was fourteen. The humans left puzzled, but relieved to be away from the rising threat they sensed in the trailer. As the door closed behind them, Cain slammed his right fist through the office safe sitting behind the secretaries desk, tears streamed down his face.
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Leena didn't understand why Cain wanted to see her in the trailer, but the fear she had scented on the foreman made her hurry. As she entered the trailer she was overwhelmed with the smell of blood and hanyou. Following the scent she cautiously made her way towards it's origin. Her illusion dropped, her ears twitched searching out any sounds, her fingers curled preparing her claws to slash. True she didn't have Desu with her, but she was still predator enough to handle anything. She didn't really like Cain West, but she didn't want to see the human hurt. He might be a snotty, and a cock-sure bastard but he didn't deserve to be harmed. A loud crash brought her attention to the door before her. Kicking it in she prepared to do battle.
The sight before froze her in the door. Cain, his eyes red with blue specks near the pupil, snarled at her from his position on the floor. Recognition flooded her, Cain, not Cain West but Cain Yasha her cousin. She watched as his claws dug into his arms, pass after pass. His blood saturated the carpet and his clothes, he rocked back and forth. She knew what he was doing, she flinched as a clawed hand crashed through the floor in front of him. She had only seen him this way once before. That horrible year that his parents had separated. The night his mother had miscarried. She'd found the six year old boy in the well house turning the emotional pain into a physical one. She knelt before him and softly called to him, "Itoko." She held out her hand to him, letting his Youkai scent she was no threat. "Shhh. Cain, itoko." She knelt before him speaking to him as she had that night long ago. "Shhhh, itoko shhhhh. What has happened?" Watching his eyes she saw the red begin to retreat.
His voice was harsh, "Imoutosan."
"Keiko? What has happened to her Cain?" She moved closer to him. He met her gaze, his tears still streaming down his face, but he was beginning to gain control, there was now more blue than red in his eyes.
"She was found outside the University Library. She had been beaten and sexually assaulted. Isn't that a pretty way to say it. She wasn't violated or raped or degraded. Sexually assaulted so nice and neat." His laughter was harsh. Seeming to realize something he dropped into a formal bow. "Amatsuotome, return with me to Japan to seek vengeance."
"Cain, I can't." she wanted nothing more, but she was afraid. She fully admitted it to herself now, she was afraid. Afraid to see his grave, the places they had laughed, loved and planned in; to see the hatred her children must feel for her in their eyes.
"Then I require payment for the debt you owe me. I challenged you last night and fairly beat you by your own rules. You must come home with me. That was the bet, was it not?" This was not what he had planned but what ever worked. He needed her to help him find who ever had done this and exact his vengeance. His father and uncle were to well tied to society in Japan, they could never seek the justice that their Youkai hearts must be demanding. Leena and he were the only two who could extract the families revenge.
Hai - Yes
Iie - No
Imoutosan - Younger sister (honor)
Otousan - Father
Okaasan - Mother
Arigatou gozaimazu - Thank you very much
Itoko - Cousin
Now you are asking why I put this here instead of the end. Read and find out!
Chapter 4
Cain arrived at the site and looked up his eyes searching for something. There she was, as usual watching the men or more likely him. He smiled at the confusion she must be feeling. She was wondering why he hadn't insisted on her coming home with him. Not that four hours of push-ups would have stopped him had she been anyone other than who she was. That was just a little to sick to even consider. His shoulders still ached, even though he had spent the night having one of his uncles servants massage his shoulders. He wondered how her shoulders felt.
"Yo, Cain." The foreman's voice interrupted his train of thought. Turning he saw the man motioning for him to come to the trailer. "Phone call, seems important."
Cain walked towards the trailer wondering who would call him here. Stepping inside the site secretary smiled at him. He appraised her, blond hair, blue eyes and a nice figure. Taking a deep breath he almost choked on the perfume she was wearing. He didn't understand why human women insisted on covering their wonderful scent with that stuff. Winking at her he thought 'I'll ask her out this weekend.' He picked up the phone. "Yea, this is Cain."
"Oh Young Master Cain, I'm so glad I reached you."
Inwardly he groaned, he hated the toad. "Hai, Jaken." He switched easily back into Japanese, not wanting the two in the office to understand the conversation. He listened to the high pitched groveling voice he hated. "Imoutosan? .... Iie......IIE!..... Otousan?.... Okaasan? .... Hai... Hai.... Arigatou gozaimazu Jaken-san." Hanging up the phone he didn't notice the blood dripping from the fist of his clinched left hand. Barely able to keep control of the illusion hiding his ears, the illusion hiding his claws was gone, he turned and faced the man and woman in the trailer. "Leave. Ask Amanda to come here now." His voice was raw, he was loosing the battle to keep his Youkai under control, something he had not lost control of since he was fourteen. The humans left puzzled, but relieved to be away from the rising threat they sensed in the trailer. As the door closed behind them, Cain slammed his right fist through the office safe sitting behind the secretaries desk, tears streamed down his face.
Leena didn't understand why Cain wanted to see her in the trailer, but the fear she had scented on the foreman made her hurry. As she entered the trailer she was overwhelmed with the smell of blood and hanyou. Following the scent she cautiously made her way towards it's origin. Her illusion dropped, her ears twitched searching out any sounds, her fingers curled preparing her claws to slash. True she didn't have Desu with her, but she was still predator enough to handle anything. She didn't really like Cain West, but she didn't want to see the human hurt. He might be a snotty, and a cock-sure bastard but he didn't deserve to be harmed. A loud crash brought her attention to the door before her. Kicking it in she prepared to do battle.
The sight before froze her in the door. Cain, his eyes red with blue specks near the pupil, snarled at her from his position on the floor. Recognition flooded her, Cain, not Cain West but Cain Yasha her cousin. She watched as his claws dug into his arms, pass after pass. His blood saturated the carpet and his clothes, he rocked back and forth. She knew what he was doing, she flinched as a clawed hand crashed through the floor in front of him. She had only seen him this way once before. That horrible year that his parents had separated. The night his mother had miscarried. She'd found the six year old boy in the well house turning the emotional pain into a physical one. She knelt before him and softly called to him, "Itoko." She held out her hand to him, letting his Youkai scent she was no threat. "Shhh. Cain, itoko." She knelt before him speaking to him as she had that night long ago. "Shhhh, itoko shhhhh. What has happened?" Watching his eyes she saw the red begin to retreat.
His voice was harsh, "Imoutosan."
"Keiko? What has happened to her Cain?" She moved closer to him. He met her gaze, his tears still streaming down his face, but he was beginning to gain control, there was now more blue than red in his eyes.
"She was found outside the University Library. She had been beaten and sexually assaulted. Isn't that a pretty way to say it. She wasn't violated or raped or degraded. Sexually assaulted so nice and neat." His laughter was harsh. Seeming to realize something he dropped into a formal bow. "Amatsuotome, return with me to Japan to seek vengeance."
"Cain, I can't." she wanted nothing more, but she was afraid. She fully admitted it to herself now, she was afraid. Afraid to see his grave, the places they had laughed, loved and planned in; to see the hatred her children must feel for her in their eyes.
"Then I require payment for the debt you owe me. I challenged you last night and fairly beat you by your own rules. You must come home with me. That was the bet, was it not?" This was not what he had planned but what ever worked. He needed her to help him find who ever had done this and exact his vengeance. His father and uncle were to well tied to society in Japan, they could never seek the justice that their Youkai hearts must be demanding. Leena and he were the only two who could extract the families revenge.