Loyalty: Chapter 2

[Alternative Universe.  Rated R: violence, drugs, sex, & language.]

Stealthily jumping from the balcony of the three-story mansion, Fuuko lightly tapped the branch of the willow tree, carefully clambering downwards where the Honda Civic waited.  She held her breath in case someone decided to take a random detour out of their routine.  Opening the door, she struck out a spare key she had found and plugged it in.  With a low growl, the car started up.  It had been barely two minutes that Kurei and Raiha's car pulled out of the driveway.  It was already 6:02 pm.  She revved up the car and sped out.  It sported a new engine that gave it 350 horsepower.  Using the stick shift, she weaved around other cars going towards the local airport. She had snuck out paperwork of his latest shipment of unknown products and memorized the coming and going of shipments.  Today, Kurei was to board a two-day ship, which will send him to port of Beijing, China.  She also had a copy of his paperwork—just in case.  She was going to travel to Beijing, China on an airplane, so she wouldn't get caught red-handed. 

            Grabbing one suitcase and a wallet filled with cash, she sleekly walked towards the private jet, wearing a sleek DKNY slacks and a matching black three-quartered shirt.  Sunglasses were still propped on her nose as the orange-dressed man carried her luggage off to the compartment. 

            "Where are we scheduled to go, Miss Kirisawa?"

            "Beijing Central Airport, China."  She was going to see Tokiya again.  Two years.  What has he been doing during that time in America?  Was he successful there?  She didn't know.  All she knew was that there was a possible chance of Tokiya being in the area.  She frowned.  If they met, how would it be?  She left him at the altar…  She hated herself for it.  She still did.  Closing her eyes, she remembered all his tender touches and his soft kisses, his dangerous streak, yet fragile demeanor.  She almost had everything.  Almost.  Right before she was going to walk down that fateful aisle, Kurei showed up with his deadly threat.  The worst part was that she couldn't refuse.  He had the power to destroy Tokiya, Yanagi, Rekka, Kaoru, and Ganko. 

            "You'd never forgive me huh, Iceboy…"

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            Sitting leisurely in the leather chair, Tokiya stared at the immense stack of paperwork that needed his famous signature.  He was bored out of his mind.  His entire office was mostly furnished with cold stainless steel.  It was tastefully decorated with a gray background.  Something he could relate to.  Turning his chair around, he faced the tall scrapers around his corporation.  However, his was the tallest.  He stared outside the glass window, the walking people in business attire, BMWs everywhere, small lunch shops, fancy restaurants, and ten taxicabs jammed in one parking lot.  Life was…boring.  For the past year and a half, he had plunged himself into work that it pulled him up the strings.  Now that he had all the riches he could ever think of, it seemed out of place.  It didn't seem…spontaneous.  In the back of his head, he remembered something almost forgotten.

            "Two more hours."  He ran his hand through his short unruly hair, smiling. 

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            "Kurei-sama?"

            "What?"

            "The products have been securely placed in the C-16 building," Raiha reported, "The port's closed." 

            "The trade?"

            "Mr. Shin suggested an appointment for tomorrow at 12:30 PM; he wanted to have lunch before the trade of products," Kurei cocked an eyebrow. 

            "I thought the contract said to be 'straight forward'," Kurei growled.

            "Apparently he wants to do business with you more often.  Our products' flourishing here obviously.  He wants to be on friendly terms."   Kurei secured the silencer on his gun. 

            "Oh really?"  Raiha watched him.  Five shots were heard.  It wasn't from Kurei's gun.

            Kurei growled, "What the fuck's going on?"  Raiha ran towards the shouts and gunshots. 

            Kurei thundered, "What's going on?"  He was faced with twenty dead security guards.  All slashed.

            Running as fast as he could, Tokiya chuckled in amusement when he saw Kurei's face contorted to anger.  With a flick of a 1-foot-lighter, Tokiya lit up all the boxes containing Kurei's valuables one by one.  They were all incased in wood, which made Tokiya's job much easier.  Last time he had to haul the small amount of products to burn them somewhere else.  Now that they were in his playground, he'd just burn them here.  The storage house would burn in a matter of minutes at the rate Tokiya was lighting. 

            "Tokiya?"  He let go of the lighter, turning around, he saw her.