An offer he can't.well you know the rest.
Jonouchi is drafted into the yakuza (Japanese mob) and turns into someone the gang no longer recognizes. If you want to see Jonouchi be the bad ass he is capable of being (but hasn't been since he's with nice little Yugi all the time) this fic is for you. Possible Seto/Jonouchi pairing in later chapters.
Notes: I apologize if I get any Yakuza related info wrong, I'm not a part of the group and thus not very knowledgeable about what is going on. I noticed that a lot of Jonouchi stories involve him being beaten by his dad and getting help from Kaiba. This is a good plot but I love Jonouchi and I don't want any relationship formed when he is all emotionally vulnerable and beaten for once.
Jonouchi ran his fingers desperately through his hair as he leaned precariously forward in the chair he was provided. "Come on brain, " he cursed silently in his thoughts, "Wake up! Tell me I'm dreaming! Tell me I'm delusional! In a coma! Anything.just please don't let this be happening."
The click-clack of a Zippo lighting a cigarette in the far corner of the room echoed to the blonds' ears telling his brain had failed him in his prior request. "Alright then, if it is really happening, come up with a solution! A way out!" He admonished himself.
He had been walking to meet Yugi before school, a car pulled beside him and told him to get in. Of course he was going to refuse the sickos until he saw they had guns discretely out and pointed in his direction and repeated themselves very politely. Now he was sitting in an uncomfortable chair in an all too conveniently remote warehouse.
"You are very lucky, Jonouchi, the Domino yakuza wants you. I've seen where you live, believe me, it is the best thing that could have happened to you." The cool as a cucumber, 20-something year old, leader said with a warm smile. His black hair was shoulder length but fashionably so, making no mistake that he was a man, and judging from the suit he was wearing a pretty powerful one. He had been introduced to Jonouchi in the car as Lyric. Yup, just like a goddamn poem or song. His name given when his work in the field was praised by some higher ups as "epic and inspiring like a poem from the masters". Lyric had told him this as modestly as he could, but the looks on his companions' faces told the teen that the compliment had been well earned.
Jonouchi had figured right off when he saw the guns that it was the yakuza, although why they would have interest in him he had no clue. It spelled misery no matter how he looked at it and while the thought to just walk out and let them try to shoot him did occur to him, there were more important things than his life that they could take and he had heard stories.
"What could the yakuza want me for? I'm just a young nobody." Jonouchi responded looking up at last facing whatever was to come next. While his question wasn't the most pressing one he had, it was the one that kept getting in the way of him thinking about the rest of them.
Lyric snapped his fingers and a nameless lackey brought forth a chair. Lyric thanked the man and sat right across from the boy.
"A while ago, I was on the street too, not around here of course, but even at my distance from this place I heard talk of a street kid named Katsuya Jonouchi. The list of deeds impressed me and I even saw some of your fights first hand. You and me are the same. No head for books, but smart with people. I saw potential then and now that I have gained some strength I require a number two. Sure you're young but that just means you'll learn faster. I like you Jonouchi.and soon I think you'll like me too. After all, your position wouldn't be thankless. You could afford a nice place for you and your sister. You could go to college even. Hell you could send her to college too."
Jonouchis' mind started to spin at the possibilities but knew this was not what he wanted from his life right now. He was fine hanging out with his friends thank you very much and he got enough violence at home why seek out that kind of trouble. Sure, in his heart he missed fighting a little. He was good at it and could see the difference he made with each action. When he was with Yugi he felt a little restricted and maybe a little of a hindrance toward his friend. The blond brushed those thoughts away, he was happy though and the world seemed full of possibilities. Sure he was being offered a way of life with the same amount of possibilities but he saw a cloud of pain in that direction.
"Can't you promote one of those guys?" Jonouchi asked waving his hand at the group of men scattered about the room waiting for orders. "I'm a has been, anyway."
"Some of these guys are on loan and the ones who are with me are on a different path. You see, we help our people succeed and then ask for favors later. A full time doctor or lawyer doesn't have time to be a second. Besides, I see potential in you. You disappeared from the scene so your reputation went away.but your ability didn't go anywhere. Am I wrong?"
"No."
"Good."
"Listen I am really honored you acknowledge my potential and I admit I find your offer to be slightly tempting but I like how my life is going right now, thank you. I'm not in the mood to make some big commitment. So if you could just drop me off at school, there is test I should be taking right now." He couldn't believe he actually said that but a test would have been bliss instead of this complication.
"You are wrong in thinking you have a choice. We didn't bring you here to proposition you. We brought you here to initiate you."
"What?" Jonouchi growled nervously. He had heard stories about this too. His eyes darted around expectantly.
"Think of it this way.we are saving you from making the wrong choice. Friends, neighbors, everyone gets hurt when the wrong choices are made. Plus this little initiation will start you off on the right kind of living right away." As the blonds eyes continued to dart around, they twitched as Lyric had spoke the thinly veiled threat. Lyric reached next to his and opened an expensive looking briefcase. Inside Jonouchis' eyes flashed upon a deed and stacks of money. "Here is a deed to a really nice apartment and enough money for you to buy food and clothes for you and your sister for several months. I can't give it too you of course. You can't start being paid until you have joined my legitimate business, taxes you know. Here in lies the dilemma. You're school will only allow you to work with special permission right? Such permission takes time and dire circumstances. While you wait for permission, how will you live? (He nudges the briefcase) Conveniently for you, I have thought about this. You're dire circumstances will be what provides you with the means to survive in your new life. "
Jonouchi understood what was going on fairly well. He was about to do something for the yakuza; the result would be him being bonded to them as he could be turned in at any time for what he had done. This thing with the money was a genius twist.whatever it was he was to do would play him right into their service with a better lifestyle while gaining approval from the outside world. What he was to do was still a mystery, though. Then he saw it. At the bottom of the deed in the briefcase, ownership was in the name of Tetsei Jonouchi, Katsuyas' abusive father.
Jonouchi is drafted into the yakuza (Japanese mob) and turns into someone the gang no longer recognizes. If you want to see Jonouchi be the bad ass he is capable of being (but hasn't been since he's with nice little Yugi all the time) this fic is for you. Possible Seto/Jonouchi pairing in later chapters.
Notes: I apologize if I get any Yakuza related info wrong, I'm not a part of the group and thus not very knowledgeable about what is going on. I noticed that a lot of Jonouchi stories involve him being beaten by his dad and getting help from Kaiba. This is a good plot but I love Jonouchi and I don't want any relationship formed when he is all emotionally vulnerable and beaten for once.
Jonouchi ran his fingers desperately through his hair as he leaned precariously forward in the chair he was provided. "Come on brain, " he cursed silently in his thoughts, "Wake up! Tell me I'm dreaming! Tell me I'm delusional! In a coma! Anything.just please don't let this be happening."
The click-clack of a Zippo lighting a cigarette in the far corner of the room echoed to the blonds' ears telling his brain had failed him in his prior request. "Alright then, if it is really happening, come up with a solution! A way out!" He admonished himself.
He had been walking to meet Yugi before school, a car pulled beside him and told him to get in. Of course he was going to refuse the sickos until he saw they had guns discretely out and pointed in his direction and repeated themselves very politely. Now he was sitting in an uncomfortable chair in an all too conveniently remote warehouse.
"You are very lucky, Jonouchi, the Domino yakuza wants you. I've seen where you live, believe me, it is the best thing that could have happened to you." The cool as a cucumber, 20-something year old, leader said with a warm smile. His black hair was shoulder length but fashionably so, making no mistake that he was a man, and judging from the suit he was wearing a pretty powerful one. He had been introduced to Jonouchi in the car as Lyric. Yup, just like a goddamn poem or song. His name given when his work in the field was praised by some higher ups as "epic and inspiring like a poem from the masters". Lyric had told him this as modestly as he could, but the looks on his companions' faces told the teen that the compliment had been well earned.
Jonouchi had figured right off when he saw the guns that it was the yakuza, although why they would have interest in him he had no clue. It spelled misery no matter how he looked at it and while the thought to just walk out and let them try to shoot him did occur to him, there were more important things than his life that they could take and he had heard stories.
"What could the yakuza want me for? I'm just a young nobody." Jonouchi responded looking up at last facing whatever was to come next. While his question wasn't the most pressing one he had, it was the one that kept getting in the way of him thinking about the rest of them.
Lyric snapped his fingers and a nameless lackey brought forth a chair. Lyric thanked the man and sat right across from the boy.
"A while ago, I was on the street too, not around here of course, but even at my distance from this place I heard talk of a street kid named Katsuya Jonouchi. The list of deeds impressed me and I even saw some of your fights first hand. You and me are the same. No head for books, but smart with people. I saw potential then and now that I have gained some strength I require a number two. Sure you're young but that just means you'll learn faster. I like you Jonouchi.and soon I think you'll like me too. After all, your position wouldn't be thankless. You could afford a nice place for you and your sister. You could go to college even. Hell you could send her to college too."
Jonouchis' mind started to spin at the possibilities but knew this was not what he wanted from his life right now. He was fine hanging out with his friends thank you very much and he got enough violence at home why seek out that kind of trouble. Sure, in his heart he missed fighting a little. He was good at it and could see the difference he made with each action. When he was with Yugi he felt a little restricted and maybe a little of a hindrance toward his friend. The blond brushed those thoughts away, he was happy though and the world seemed full of possibilities. Sure he was being offered a way of life with the same amount of possibilities but he saw a cloud of pain in that direction.
"Can't you promote one of those guys?" Jonouchi asked waving his hand at the group of men scattered about the room waiting for orders. "I'm a has been, anyway."
"Some of these guys are on loan and the ones who are with me are on a different path. You see, we help our people succeed and then ask for favors later. A full time doctor or lawyer doesn't have time to be a second. Besides, I see potential in you. You disappeared from the scene so your reputation went away.but your ability didn't go anywhere. Am I wrong?"
"No."
"Good."
"Listen I am really honored you acknowledge my potential and I admit I find your offer to be slightly tempting but I like how my life is going right now, thank you. I'm not in the mood to make some big commitment. So if you could just drop me off at school, there is test I should be taking right now." He couldn't believe he actually said that but a test would have been bliss instead of this complication.
"You are wrong in thinking you have a choice. We didn't bring you here to proposition you. We brought you here to initiate you."
"What?" Jonouchi growled nervously. He had heard stories about this too. His eyes darted around expectantly.
"Think of it this way.we are saving you from making the wrong choice. Friends, neighbors, everyone gets hurt when the wrong choices are made. Plus this little initiation will start you off on the right kind of living right away." As the blonds eyes continued to dart around, they twitched as Lyric had spoke the thinly veiled threat. Lyric reached next to his and opened an expensive looking briefcase. Inside Jonouchis' eyes flashed upon a deed and stacks of money. "Here is a deed to a really nice apartment and enough money for you to buy food and clothes for you and your sister for several months. I can't give it too you of course. You can't start being paid until you have joined my legitimate business, taxes you know. Here in lies the dilemma. You're school will only allow you to work with special permission right? Such permission takes time and dire circumstances. While you wait for permission, how will you live? (He nudges the briefcase) Conveniently for you, I have thought about this. You're dire circumstances will be what provides you with the means to survive in your new life. "
Jonouchi understood what was going on fairly well. He was about to do something for the yakuza; the result would be him being bonded to them as he could be turned in at any time for what he had done. This thing with the money was a genius twist.whatever it was he was to do would play him right into their service with a better lifestyle while gaining approval from the outside world. What he was to do was still a mystery, though. Then he saw it. At the bottom of the deed in the briefcase, ownership was in the name of Tetsei Jonouchi, Katsuyas' abusive father.