10.14.02

DISCLAIMER: Sesshoumaru, Kagome and the world of Inuyasha are the creations of Takahashi Rumiko and are not owned by me.

WARNING: This fic is rated R for obvious reasons: sexual reference and provocative scenes. If you feel offended by materials as such, or you are underage or watever...PLEASE STOP HERE. Of course i'm still testing the waters at this stage, tell me what you think about so far, ne?? I want to portray Sesshoumaru as a highly sensual character, often using sexuality as a tool to get what he wants. Some of you might not be used to that in Sesshoumaru, (I'm thoroughly enjoying this 'horny bastard' however =D) so you have been warned ^_________^ On the same note, if you feel that you will not enjoy reading Sesshoumaru who's like this, PLEASE STOP HERE AS WELL. As much as i enjoy reading constructive criticisms, I do not like it much when people tell me to change a very major part of my story to suit their own likings. This is my story afterall, so please respect that = )

**This is short isn't it =_=;;

Note to atashi: sorry bout the mistake. I was writing this at 3-4am in the morning and i wasn't thinking properly. neway i changed it from oniichan to oneechan, and yes, it is necessary because i want to show the close relationship that Souta still shares with Kagome and how he still respects her as an elder sister even though he's changed ^___^ Thanks for pointing that out to me!!**


Hakuyoukai - white demon aka Sesshoumaru. This is his Yakuza nickname, in case i haven't made it clear enough =

Yakuza - literally, ya=8 ku=9 za=3. The Japanese mafia.

Oyabun - 'Father' of a Yakuza clan. The highest in command second to none.

Shinjuku - a large city in Japan which is famous for its shopping and business district.

Kabukicho - located on the north eastern part of Shinjuku, the 'red-light district' of the area where the crime rate is one of the highest.

YAKUZA
By: cacat-angel

The three letters stood tall above the compact building, simple yet intimidating. It loomed overhead and she had to shield her eyes from its bright neon light. The doorway was a massive gaping hole, beckoning

"Kagome you twit...what have you gotten yourself into this time..."


***


Chapter 2: ICE

He stared down intently at his hand, thumb pressed over the top as he slid the covering card slowly to the right. The suspense was killing him. As if the stakes weren't enough to in the first place.

Slowly does it...come on its gotta be an ace...oh please let it be an ace...

"Kuso!" Souta hissed in dismay. Ten hearts. He was so, dead. He shot a quick glance at the other players sitting around the table. They didn't seem to take notice of him, yet. Then he looked towards the banker. A cold, chilly smile met his gaze. The bastard knew. Forcing a grin, Souta cursed himself mentally for his rashness. He had probably just announced his lousy hand unwittingly, and of all people, the goddamned son-of-a-bitch HAD to notice his reaction. But of course. Afterall, he did bet a hefty fifty thousand yen, didn't he? And of course the banker would pay special attention to him!

Oh to hell with it...What was fifty thousand yen compared to the eight hundred thousand he had to raise within three fucking days. He had no choice. It was either fifty thousand more, or fifty thousand less. He had to take a risk.

Sweatdrops trickled down his back despite the icy cold air-conditioning, like the cold fingers of death.

***

If sin was personified, this must surely be hell.

Kagome stared in open-eyed apprehension. For the first time in her twenty-one years, she was actually at a night-club such as this.

The first thing that caught her eyes were the pole dancers, flitting in and out of the shadows.

Weaving their sinewy length around tall, metallic poles, tempting and teasing the anxious men before them. Like...queens of the underworld. Their sleek bodies moved seductively to the pounding rhythm in the background, sometimes so near the men could almost touch them as they wriggled their full breasts provocatively. Then they would slide out of reach with a toss of their wild mane, returning to their poles, caressing and gyrating against them as if they were their lovers.

A furious blush crept onto Kagome's face as she watched frozen at the doorway, unable to drag her eyes away from this...display.

"Oof!"

"Watch it, bitch!" A sharp, female voice spat, even as Kagome was pushed violently aside. The offender, a voluptuous woman with carefully permed hair and the highest heels you could find teetered out of the night club and into the sidewalk, blending in almost immediately with the other women in the crowd. The same warm, brown hair, twirling and spiralling down the back, expensive, branded clothes which was plastered on like a second skin. Tiny gucci bags. You get the picture.

Kagome rubbed her arm slightly harder than necessary and glared at general direction of the woman, indignant at being called the 'b' word. Souta had better realise what a selfless older sister he had!

***

"No!! Hakuyoukai-sama! I beg you! Another chance, alright? Two days more, that's all I need!" Souta cried wildly, his face bloodied almost beyond recognition. Large bruises already forming around his eyes and cheeks, a horrendous purplish blue swell. Scrambling to his knees, he slapped his palms against the floor and bowed, almost violently. Two men in black suits stepped by his side immediatly.

Hakuyoukai remained unmovingly at his desk, tapping a finger against his lip. He cocked his head slightly as he considered the fearful boy in front of him.

"A week? And by what means do you intend to gather this sum of money? Gambling what little that you have accumulated away at my place once again, only to increase your debt even further?"

Souta paled immediately. "No, no sir. I - "

"SOUTA!!!"

They were suddenly interrupted by a loud cry at the door, followed by a petite woman who burst into the room, gasping loudly for breath as she clutched the collar of her pink nightgown. And were those...actually bunnies?

Sesshoumaru blinked, his composure dropped for a split second.

Then, "Jaken. You didn't organise any entertainment program for pedophiles did you?"

***

Pe...pedophiles!

Kagome snapped her gaze to the speaker who had succeded in adding to her initial irk, her mission momentarily forgotten. It was a big mistake.

The instant she connected with those deep, golden eyes of his, she felt something click inside of her. Her anger dissipated almost immediately. Was this really the owner of the nightclub? How could it be? As his white hair floated like silver gossamer strands around him and his beautiful face stared serenely back, it suddenly occured to her. He seemed...angelic...and his eyes. They were gold, a startling, clear gold.

She didn't have further time to consider because a slimy, cold hand had wrapped itself around her neck. It was...disgusting, so to speak.

"You have no reason to be here, girly." A rather squeaky voice trying to be menancing, hissed behind her, the fingers tightening as if to emphasize the words.

Kagome balked, and not from the grip around her neck. Rather, it was because of a certain pair of amber-gold eyes that were directed straight at her.

"I'm here to look for my brother, mister..." Cough. "I believe...he's the one on the floor..." Cough cough. She shifter her gaze towards the man behind the desk furtively. The one who looked like an angel and the wonderful gold eyes. He seemed like a reasonable enough person, perhaps she could get through to him?? Unlike this...utterly rude henchman of his who was probably contemplating murder at this moment.

"Let go of her, Jaken."

She was right! Sparing Jaken a glare as he released her grudgingly, she turned a meek smile at the man. Maybe things would get better afterall. Well yes, he did mistake her for being an entertainment for pedophiles...a child...watever you call it. Lolita. Or something. But that was purely a mistake on his part. Afterall they were into...this line. And especially with her dressed up in this ridiculous outfit. Who wouldn't be mistaken? Right?

"My brother here...Souta. I...I don't know what kind of trouble he's gotten himself into..."

"Stay OUT of this oneechan!" Recovering from his initial shock of seeing his sister, he growled fiercely but remained in position, back facing her, his palms never leaving the floor once. He had a goddamned idiot for an older sister!

"No, Souta. These people here run a business. I'm sure they would be willing to compromise as long as we talk to them properly..."

Souta shook his head and stared grimly at the floor, squeezing his eyes shut painfully. The cuts hurt real bad, but if he concentrated on the nine hundred and fifty thousand fucking yen that he now owed, he felt somehow immune. It was too late to dissuade her anyway. He could only pray that she could leave this place alive, even if he couldn't. Deep inside of him, a sharp pain tugged at his chest, something that wasn't at all physical. Oneechan, please be alright you baka. You have no idea what this place is like, not even the slightest...

-end chapter 2-

-Reviews Corner-

[Kikyou] - its YOUR update that i cant wait for my dear =D i do try not to make it too angsty .;;

[Bast] - i was kinda surprised myself. not that i find it good or nething, just dat its not really similar to the stories i've written so far. its much more..open ^____^

[Byakkononiko] - d'u find it dark? hmm i suppose it is..tho its probably gonna get darker o____o

[JustAnotherPerson] - it is? i find it pretty common personally =p let me noe if there r more yakuza sess/kag fics out there i would love to read them ^.^

[Alina] - i will if ppl like it =!!

[SinfulBlack] - aacckk those two words have a whole lot of responsibiliy crammed within!! i'll try my beesstt!

[kaoru] - pant pant i'm trying! *wreaks brain furiously*

[Dark Star] - lol i suppose it is angsty, tho i never really did think of it that way when i first started off! and no don't worry i'm not that dark myelf =_______=;;

[blank] - *blinks* the woman wasn't raped actually, she was rather enjoying it =p i suppose i didn't do a clear job explaining that sobz