Maero talked to Jesica about her behaviour all throughout the night. In the middle of fucking her silly, he was literally driving home his displeasure.
"This shit is because of your parents. Stay with me, don't go back home."
"If they didn't pay for school, sure." Jessica whined.
"I got money coming. I'll convince her to deal with us. I figured it can't hurt to have a little more muscle on The Brotherhood's side. 20-80 is fair for a bunch of has-beens from the Row. They don't have that anymore. We are the strongest crew in the city. So what if they took the Samedi out? What do we have to fear from them? You will still need to apologize." Sliding himself once more into Jessica.
Her place atop her lover so he wouldn't crush her. "Ah… baby. A-anything yo- mm." Jessica was too drunk in love to have heard what Maero was saying.
Kyouki complained all of last night when she came in. Gat was ready to get his dagger wet by ripping Jessica's tongue out. It would be of little use to be the hostel party. Ky calmed him down enough to listen to what happened by how they knew Carlos, contacted him personally, which would not normally be an issue. If they met up through one of his crew. Gat agreed that Maero may have had people monitoring them. After some well deserved sleep part of the morning, she was still fuming.
Aisha knocked, poked her head in, saw Ky still asleep and crawled in the bed next to her, with Gat having his time in the kitchen to serve them breakfast.
Whisking eggs, slicing fruit, Gat was silently fixing a meal for his girls. Several times, he stopped and looked around, smiling to himself. Satisfied he had enough for the two of them, he carefully carried the tray up to the master bedroom. He nudged the door open to find Ky missing from the fluffy comforter. Aisha was sitting up, pointing to where Ky was already up, pulling clothes out.
"No. Get back in the bed." Johnny grumbled.
Ky turned from the large wardrobe closet, looking at Ish. "She is in bed." Ky went back to looking for the right dress.
"You. Bed. Now." Johnny's voice dropped an octave. He wanted to surprise her. Now staring at her, the nightgown she was in was giving him many arousing thoughts.
Admittedly, the way he just said that sent a shiver. "Oshiri. No." Stuffing that emotion back far away in mind, she would not cave.
Aisha watched as Ky rummaged, pulling out dress after dress. "Baby girl. He went through the trouble." Ish pleaded.
The look. Ky shot her a look that had Aisha batting her doe eyes, she jut her chin to look at Johnny. Drawing her knees to her chest, she buried her face to hide the smile she couldn't stop.
Johnny stood there patiently, waiting. Tousled hair. No glasses. Shirtless. Sleep pants. Barefoot. 'Fucking hell' She could not help but stare. He was carrying the full serving tray. "Fine." Leaving the closet ajar, she went to sit on the bed she had occupied. "So ya'll just plan to tag team me every opportunity?"
"No. This is just us appreciating you. We love you and we are thankful for you." Aisha leaned over and nudged her best friend gently.
Kyouki was not buying it. The rustling of fabrics she looked to see Johnny crawled up the bed, carefully balancing to not drop the tray. The concentration on his face was absolutely adorable.
Laying on the other side of her when he placed the tray down, Gat grabbed a piece of fruit. "Offering something like the shit they did. No. The hell were they thinking?"
"Beats me. I didn't question it. I wanted to rip that bitch's face off."
Gat nodded. "So what now?"
"I have other shit to deal with before I can even think about them. Can you have people on Carlos and Ren? I got this sinking feeling that because they know him, she will be a target if shit gets too thick."
"Yeah." Johnny started texting and before he put down his phone, he was notified that Maero wanted to negotiate a deal with them once more. Showing her the text, she closed her eyes.
Taking a bite of the cantaloupe, she pursed her lip then gave Aisha the piece of fruit she ate. Taking the tray handed it to her and skootched out of the bed. She needed to shower and get ready to meet Dane for lunch.
"Call Shaundi and Pierce. Stalking is a crime. I need eyes everywhere. I do not like how this is playing. Might have to talk to the police chief. Now, shoo, I have to… Nevermind you seen me naked." Referring to Gat.
Aisha wiggled off of the bed, placing the tray down. She opened the wardrobe, pulling out an outfit Kyouki previously was looking for. "This makes me feel uneasy. Johnny, what if this is a trap, and he is trying to hurt her? I cannot do it a second time."
"I know. With how yesterday her and Carlos went, she can handle herself. I am not gonna say I like it. Fuck that, I will never like her doing shit solo. But it is what it is. My hands are tied. Until the Boss says I'm loose." Johnny shrugged.
"Is Maero really that big of a threat?"
"He big period. No one in the pen fucked with him. Ramon says he was rolling with Carnales. I don't remember him. But then again, I was worrying about you."
All Gat could do was get updates on who was where, since he was still technically on "house arrest". Ky came down some time later, in a tight off the shoulder black knit dress and lavender shrug, the black and purple heels she brought from Luz with lavender, golden buckle, thin belt, a gold bangle bracelet and anklet set.
"Noel, after my lunch, I will meet with Maero, come here and we can all go to the spa. Oh, here is my gift to you." Ky handed Aisha the other pair of shoes she purchased.
"Aww, these are beautiful."
"I knew you'd like them. Thank you for picking out the outfit. Ok, I'm off. Later lovebirds."
Johnny could smell the citrus and light flower body spray she wore. It lingered and soon faded when she left the room. Having to control himself, he sat drinking his tea.
When the door closed, Aisha jumped to take care of the dishes. "What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall."
"Yeah, I'd give my left nut to see her shoot that prick down." Gat snorted. That would be a sight. "So, you excited about next week?"
"It's funny. We talked about it a while ago. But she's making it happen. She really doesn't know we had no plans for this."
Johnny nodded. "Ky has her reasons. Everything she does has a reason. We just don't know why. You want to go to lunch?"
"You mean spy?"
He scoffed. "Phiss…. Y- No."
"Less go. Give me five minutes."
"Fuckin A."
"[Everything alright Akuji-sama?]"
Kyouki sulked as she looked at the cityscape. "Jiro-san. This is why I didn't want to let them know I was alive. If Shogo could behave for ten minutes, none of this would be going on."
"[May I speak freely?]"
"Always."
"[You got out of marrying once before.]"
"I highly doubt that being half dead counts as getting out of. "
Jyunichi snorted a chuckle.
Kyouki stamped her foot and crossed her arms. "I don't wanna marry Dane!" she whined, huffing and pouting.
"[Ah. There's the Akuji-sama I know.]"
"Oh, stuff it JunJun."
Dane arrived four minutes early. He wanted to be sure everything was prepared. He had several invitations drawn up, sketches of dresses that would look wonderful on her. Dane even had a special meal made of some of her favorite foods.
Sitting street side, he waited. The large picture windows brought in an ample amount of light that reflected off of the skyscrapers. A few moments later, a black town car pulled up, and the driver stepped out. Going to the passenger's side opened the back door to let out Kyouki. The way the light hit her hair made her glow a halo of flame.
Dane swallowed hard, his breath shallow, his mind fogged with lust. "Calm down, old boy. She is yours." He said to himself as he followed her in.
A smile was on his face as he met her halfway. "My Lady. No matter how many times I see you. You are exquisite." Holding his arm for her to take.
"Mm. Thank you." Ky was pleasant. She took the offered seat that faced the window. "Water please, bottled." She said before the waiter spoke. Jyunichi came to stand guard as the elder Akuji had ordered him.
"Heh. Yes, same with lemon and lime. Thank you." Dane ordered his. Once the young server was away, Dane smiled. "I have drawn up several designs and invitations, I said, only a hundred guests. It will mostly be shareholders and others of the company's lot. What do you say?"
He gestured and three people came over with books filled with designs, and various scrawled calligraphy scripts. The dresses were gorgeous. Ky had to admire the simple elegance the designer came up with. Long gowns, form-fitted with flaring trains like the Beta fish, the tiny fish with elaborate tails. Others like they came from the forties, the clean, sleek dress like calla lilies.
The next book had ring designs. Simple. Nothing fancy. Another with cakes white, pristine like the Row. It was nauseating. Looking from the books as they turned the pages before her, she saw movement just behind Dane's shoulder.
A man in black, lean, muscular, his style was clean, black creased trousers, black button-down shirt open three buttons from his collar, showing a part of a tattoo. A black suit jacket, lavender handkerchief in the left breast pocket. His hair was half slicked back, a few strands of hair left to themselves in his eyes.
A woman in a cream pantsuit, with black piping trim, a soft pastel purple blouse with ruffled collar, that looked like petals of first Spring's flower she plucked and wore that day. Oversized shade hid her eyes. Her hair elegantly draped over one shoulder, smiled at each other. Several stopped to admire the handsome couple.
Kyouki suppressed a sigh. She looked at Dane, looked back out of the window, making Dane look to where she was.
"You see that couple? They are beautiful. I wage they have not one care in the world."
"They are beautiful. Not as beautiful as you. I believe you would make an elegant June bride."
Ky cut her eyes to look at Dane. Once more, she watched them. The man sitting outside looked in. He felt someone watching him. The gentleman scanned the interior of the dining room, his eyes settled on the woman staring at him with an unreadable expression. Locked eyes with her watched as he read her sensuous.
'Yes, in the Spring.'
Then saw her point to the books before her. He looked at her date, whose smile grew wider with each point to the book that closed and was carried away. The man behind her slowly realized as well unfolding his arms, with her hand raised stilled the man to silence.
"Ish… Ky is getting married."
Kyouki excused herself to the ladies' room. She felt like she needed to throw up. Every intention was to turn him down. Then Gat and Ish showed up. Kyouki had no intention of marrying for business or personal reasons. The life she is in, love is not on the table, just blood, and blood money.
She looked at herself in the mirror and watched herself. A few ladies left out, then the heavy sound of footsteps. The door locked and Kyouki turned to see a furious Johnathan heading right for her.
"You shouldn't be in here."
Johnny stood with his hands on his hips, watching her wash her hands. "What did you say to him?"
Ky looked up at Johnny. It was like watching a show playing in the mirror. Seeing his expression, once adorable hours ago, now filled with contempt.
Turning the water off, it was now quiet. "I don't quite know what I said." Her voice sounded much too loud.
"Don't lie to me!"
"I am not." Ky flicked her hands to shake the water off.
"Tell me!"
Ky tossed the hand towel in the hamper. "I turned him down."
"Bullshit."
Looking at Johnny once again, nodded. It was. She had every intention of turning Dane Vogel down.
"You belong to me." Gat stepped closer as if he grew three feet taller. He towered over her, and that pissed her off.
"Belong?"
"Your body belongs to me. The blood that runs through your veins, mine." He snarled.
"I belong to NO ONE!" Ky bellowed, echoing off the tiles. "So the fuck what I told him. What fucking business is it of yours?"
"Your pussy is mine, and I'm not sharing!" Gat pressed her back. "You remember we agreed you are mine."
She didn't budge an inch. "Get the fuck over yourself. Once. And if you remember, you are getting married next week!" Barked right back at him.
Gat's features softened. His aura was cold. He stood up straight and adjusted his jacket. Licking lips, nodded. "That. That wasn't my idea."
Kyouki swallowed. Calming herself. "Lover…" she started. That word felt out of place. To call someone who you've known inside and out, helped stitch bullet and knife wounds for, and vice versa, a pet name for one night of passion. Wrong. "Johnathan. Our worlds are different now. We aren't the same kids from the Row. We have to grow up. Do things we do not want to do. But you and Aisha need to settle down."
Johnny looked at her and was seeing a woman, no, a Yakuza Heiress, the Leader of the Saints, standing before him. His jaw was tight. If they could kill each other with the dagger like stares they were giving, they would hold funerals next week instead.
"I didn't ask to lead. I didn't ask to take any of this shit that has been trusted on me. We slept together. Fine. Adults do that, right? Casual sexy time here and there, yeah? Oh, so much fun." Her sardonic smile faded. "I have a meeting with Maero after this. If you wish to come, don't be a little bitch and put your ego and dick away. I have a ton of bullshit to clean up." Then it struck. She lightened and laughed. She laughed so hard she teared up.
The irony, the shit she's cleaning up, like the shit she spread all over town. When she contained her giggles, she checked her makeup. Her tinted lips glossed, she sighed, walking around the man pretending to be a pillar. Gat grabbed her arm, slung her into the wall, and kissed her to muffle the sure protest. Kyouki grabbed his shoulder to keep from falling, as she braced herself, held his arm to push him, to stop him. It was of no use.
Hiking up her dress found what he wanted. Sliding his fingers in her, found her slick. "Wet. Arguing with me does turn her on.' You may say one thing, but your body says another. I will fuck you when we get home." He stated against her lips. He removed his hand, grabbed a towel, wiped her sticky sex off, tossed it in the trash on his way out. Then left the restaurant with Ish in tow.
Kyouki stood there, shocked. Her throat was dry, panting. She was shaken. She'll kill him later. Her purse rang, recollecting herself as she smoothed her dress down went to check the id.
-I'll follow you when you go see Maero. Hurry up. Your fiancé is worrying about you.
Dane came to the washroom, knocked on the bathroom door. Cracking it open, ready to call after Kyouki.
"I'm here. I have a meeting elsewhere. We will discuss the prenuptial agreements another time." Kyouki said as she was exiting.
"You have eaten nothing." Dane frets, leading her back to the table. "Are you well? You look shaken. Did something happen in there?"
"No, it may have been the washroom next to where I was. I have things to do. I am a busy woman." She bowed her head, leaving with Jyunichi, who was following close behind.
Dane sat, she was serious. He may be a dead man if he cannot find the ground they once stood on comfortably.
The waiter came with their meal and Dane asked for the check. When the Ultor suit looked at the young man. He stated. "Ms. Akuji covered the bill." He placed the dishes down and headed to wait on the other tables.
Dane's phone then rang. "Yes? Ms. De Wynter. No, I am not occupied at this moment. I will have to take a semi permit raincheck, thank you. You see, a situation has arisen and it will take priority until I can work on a solution. I apologize for informing you so late. We can meet when we are both able."
The spring of last year brought in a few of the quarterly reports. That was all Dane needed. After reading the morning paper and hearing the news that the area known as Shivington was a flame, it was his opportunity to swoop in to sweep the area for a brand new build.
That was what he had wanted to do until his current girl friend announced that the area was hers.
He would have to do something he already put paperwork in printouts and drew mocks of what he had for his vision. The meeting had to be postponed as another project was being oversaw by another team member. With the wait, he had time enough to get closer to the object of his desires.
The day that he heard her say that she needed a lawyer took him by surprise. 'For when had she heard about the projects for the deplorable Shivington grounds?' He thought and realized she had once come to the office to see him.
It wasn't until the robbery of the casino that he wanted the woman named Kyouki James singing her heart out that he wanted her more than ever. Her body was pleasurable. Her conversation and mind, he could listen to her always. Mostly while he had his head between her thighs.
And the grounds are hers. He could buy them from her, but the legal tape that comes with purchase, it would be nothing to sneeze at. Kyouki having admitted to stealing the money that was invested with the Ronin protection. He at first was astonished that she would do such a thing. Before she was with the Saints, but then no more. That much he knew. Or did he? He then found that she was the niece to the Ronin's head. That was his key. As the older man had said, speaking with Shogo was fruitless. Kyouki was the one he needed.
Having been chewed out after the robbery, he needed more than ever to make up for that minor oversight. Marriage. Akuji needed assurance that any further deals would be done through them, and he would get the woman he enjoys eating with. Then her sudden rejection. He needed her; he needed her property without having to shell out a nickel. If that meant cutting ties with the ivory beauty, then so be it. He will see his dream of expanding the Row come true.
Tracey had worked for Ultor the year before. The amount of money they pay her was enough to support herself and her two small children. Thankful she was for the opportunity and made sure that she put in the time. Some nights, she had to bring her work home. Setting on her draft board well into the night when her little ones were sound asleep, she sketched. The sound of pencils, pens, sloshing of water tinkling in jars that had murky water from the watercolor paints.
No one was supposed to see them, as she had plenty of time to get them done. When Ky came by to discuss her will and the conditions, she went to Tracey's bedroom and saw on her draft table. Kyouki questioned her on the beautifully skilled drawings of white-silver and crystal clear glass buildings, lush green grasses, with full spring trees scattered in pleasant looking parks with ponds of clear blue waters. Sticky notes littered around the large sketch as Kyouki examined the piece. "Shivington Project."
With the image in mind, she picked up her baby cousin, who woke from her nap.
"Ree, Shivington Project for me, so sweet of you. I was thinking something different for the area, though."
"You know that's for work." Tracey laughed out. "It is a few drafts on a bigger scale I was asked to do. I love how it came out."
Kyouki kissed the little girl's chunky cheeks. "That's what you do, right? For the company, I mean." Blowing raspberries next on the girl, hearing her giggle, pushing her big cousin's face away.
"Yeah, well, not exactly. I do the drafting, yeah. You know, the slideshows that show the possible building architecture and like city projects? That's me. I think it's ads. You know what I mean."
"Oh." Kyouki shrugged, handing the baby over, then chased E.J around.
Back of her mind she vaguely remembered hearing something about Shivington. But she definitely remembered Dane assuring her it was just nothing permanent.
"Who asked you to draw those up?"
"Huh? Oh, Mr. Vogel. I met him through Dex."
Jyunichi pulled into the garage of the hotel where the Main Ronin lived. Johnny drove the Venom a distance away. Kyouki left without a word as she walked the short way to her car. Out of the underground car park, she made her way south, to the same location she last visited.
Gat was behind singled her to pull over. On the overpass, Johnny called her, seeing her actions waited for her to pick up.
"I think you should ride with us. Ish will sit in the ba-"
Kyouki turned up the volume on the radio and waited for Gat to fall into place. Taking the hint Johnny, message received, he hung up. He thought to call her to ride together, but they were both mad at each other. He shouldn't have pulled her so hard, maybe he shouldn't have slammed her into the wall so hard. Ish put her hand on his thigh, patting him.
"I'll talk to her. See what's on her mind."
With a shake of his head, he put his blinker on, following Kyouki once more.
There was plenty going on in the minds of those three. Kyouki with what she needs to do, making mental notes of what could happen. Aisha thought she had pushed too hard. Seeing Ky upset after they came to see her with what she thought was wonderful news. And Gat had a hold and slipped. He is going to lose her, saw her lips agree, as the exact opposite assumption happened. Hoping to see Dane mollified was what he himself felt.
Each was driven with their focused thoughts.
Kyouki. 'This is not for me.'
Gat and Ish. 'Kyouki.'
The large garage was just in sight.
"Maero, she's here."
"Jessi, you will behave yourself, yes?" His eyebrow raised in question.
"Of course."
Ky eased into a stop on the dirt and rock covered asphalt as Gat pulled up next to her. Thank goodness he had his windows tinted so no one would see that Aisha was with them.
Kyouki swung her legs out or the door. When both feet touched the earth, you could feel the shift. Gat sat still with the car idling. Kyouki was still irritated, and it read loudly on her face. She looked at her watch.
"You have somewhere you need to be? Who's the guest?"
Johnny, seeing them, turned the volume down, then rolled the windows down.
"You wished to discuss a deserved apology. I would also prefer a written letter to my comrades." Kyouki stood with her hands neatly folded in front of her with the coldest aura that the crisp fall air couldn't muster.
"No letter but, Jess?" Maero turned to his approaching girlfriend.
Kyouki waited with an eyebrow raised. Jessica took her in once more. The woman looked fabulous; she hates it. She hates her hair, the way the outfit was tailored to fit her, her shoes. But her eyes. Those honey colored hazel eyes that were cutting through all bullshit really creeped her out right now. She didn't blink.
"Blink damnit!" Jessica blurted out. "Jess, the fuck?" Maero said right after. "She was creeping me out. Who doesn't blink?" Jessica gestured with a shudder.
Kyouki started to respond. "What? You say something?"
The odd paired couple looked at Kyouki. She had been ignoring them.
"Since you refuse to show any courtesy to offer a drink or seat to your guest, let alone give the apology…"
Maero ground his teeth. Urging Jessica forward, she rolled her eyes. "Why should I do this? I didn't do anything wrong."
A sudden slap and it was so fast no one had time to register what happened. Except the Saints' leader was two feet closer than before.
"There was a bug on your face. I got it." Kyouki dusted her hands off.
"Y-you… Baby, she just hit me!"
Gat and Ish drew back. That slap was bacon crispy.
"No, I saved you from a nasty bug bite."
"You hit me." Jessica still held her stinging cheek.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." Ky faced Maero. "So you still didn't teach your pest any manners? I hope you have a better offer than twenty percent?"
"No, that's not negotiable. That stands." Maero was certain of that.
Kyouki nodded. "Fine, our business here is concluded. Keep your people away from mine. If you keep stalking my crew, I'll be forced to go to the police." With that, she turned to leave.
"You are nothing but a has been! You can't do shit to us!" Jessica was embarrassed. Running back, she grabbed the first thing heavy she could get her hands on. Chucked the can and hit Kyouki's car.
The splatter of paint covered the black car in red, it also splashed on Kyouki. Aisha's eyes went wide, covering her mouth. She watched Kyouki look at herself, turn to Jessica.
Johnny instantly got out of the car and went to the trunk. Grabbing two guns from the back, he tossed her one. "I'll aim for the heart, you between the eyes." Ky said as he came to stand next to her.
"Oh, shit!" several others said, who had been watching the exchange. "Run!"
Two puffed shots were fired, Ky shot Jessica in the chest. She crumpled at Maero's feet. Maero went to scoop Jessica up and his head lurched back. Stinging pain in his forehead. Why was he feeling pain after being shot? His hand went to his face and looked, green neon paint was covered on his fingers. He looked at Jessica, who wore bright orange. They were shot. Those two shot them like a joke.
The sound of engines revving, tires digging, gravel kicked back, hitting whoever was near before peeling off. Those two were in for it now. No one makes fun of Maero, no one dares to hurt his woman either.
He'll make the "dead" woman dead permanently. "Torque! Find out where that kid..."
"On it!"
Ky went immediately to Ramon's, with Johnny and Aisha behind her. "Lugnut, you have a spare shirt?"
Ramon rolled from under the car, seeing Ky walk through the bay doors, saw the paint spray and saw the black car. "What the fuck happened?" Ramon sat up, then walked to the work closet.
"Maero. That little bitch of his did this." Ky was already pulling her paint covered shrug off. The drying paint was sticky, her arm, legs, dress and hair were in splotches over her left side.
"You went too?" Seeing Gat and Aisha enter. Getting the nod, Ramon went outside. Gat was on his heel.
"Ky, you ok hun?" Aisha asked. "What they did was uncalled for. Damn your hair." Aisha fussed over her friend.
"It will come off. I think." Pulling her dress down, she washed off what she could with what Ramon had. Colored water went down the drain. "I should have just shot them and not warned them."
"I can't believe you both did that." Aisha laughed. "That's what you do, huh? I mean, I have seen it before. It's something else every damn time."
Kyouki dried off with a smirk. "Yeah, pretty much, we threaten to test them, then go from there. Always been like this. My uncle is the only one who is much more reasonable." Ky slipped the shirt on, oversized. It covered her behind, so that was all that mattered.
Going out where the guys were, Ky looked to Ramon for an answer. He sighed. Though the splatter looked good, it was all over the window but doable, and a dent in the hood. "I'll ask Carlos to see if he has an idea. For now, stow it here. Just threw a whole can, loca pendeja." Ramon shook his head, disgusted. He could imagine that if it was the racer, Jessica and them would be dead.
A heavy sigh Kyouki was just done. She had an exhausting day, her anger at Gat, fury at Dane and Jessica. That little shit is going to get it.
"Ramon, we will be leaving this weekend, and I will be holding an emergency meeting tomorrow." Ky was checking the car if she left anything.
Aisha had her things in hand. A small thank you. She had her phone tapping furiously. The tall men heard the tone that signaled they received a message. A few seconds later, tones sounded in response. The keys in Ramon's hand, he pulled the car around back.
"You two head to the apartment. I'm calling a cab."
"No need, let's go."
Ramon locked up and opened the door for Kyouki.
"Ramon, would you like to stay for dinner?" Ky asked as they crossed town, coming up to the apartments.
"No, no, I need to let Carlos know what's up."
"Remind him to bring Ren, too. I will contact Troy." She was already sending the text out. Phones went off with the time. Troy got a text and confirmed he will look into it.
When they pulled up, Kyouki thanked Ramon for the shirt and the lift. "Get some rest. See you tomorrow."
"Night Jefa."
A quick wave he was off. Ky wanted shower and bed, but her phone rang with a text from Dane.
- My Lady, we will need to discuss photos and press.
You aren't a CEO or a chairman. You are putting in more effort than needed. Goodnight. -
Dimmed lights, bath water a touch hotter than warm, and one Kyouki sleeping in the tub. It was her intention to fall asleep. She was tired. She didn't want to think any more than she had to. To retain information is a blessing as much as a curse. Her in the tub helped to ease her mind, quelling most of the thoughts.
Lin. Ky knew her long enough to feel guilty for not being able to save her. For years they assumed it the reason she died was, yes, she infiltrated the Rollerz, but when they captured Ky, that was not what anyone expected. Now to find that the reason was she indirectly caused Lin's murder. Akuji name, leader of the Ronin, largest family that spread from Japan to the US. Did business with the Rollerz. How in all those years had Kyouki not known?
What had she missed when she visited all those summers? Her uncle was a kind man, to her, strict to his son, not a vicious beast. He made sure she was well educated. Always from one lesson to the next, it wasn't enough she held classes here in Stilwater. She had tutors as well.
All the defence training her uncles insisted on couldn't save one person. Many nights she'd relive that night, some she was able to save Lin. Others the truth. She murdered William Sharpe, bounded him like a pig, beat him and shot him to bleed out.
The door opened. She was already slipping under the water, a muffled sound of the door closing.
Muffled. "Hun?" called after.
Wasn't who she thought, sliding back up, water racing back into the tub, her slow rise, hair weight eased as she rested her chin on her arms. "What brings you? I thought Johnny was going to keep his word. I don't want to, just so you know." Ky turned to relax once more on the back of the large tub.
Those eyes sparkled in the low light. Aisha came closer, sitting on the edge. "You sound exhausted."
"I am." Ky evened her breathing. She was anxious about Johnny coming in to disturb her.
"I wanted to talk to you about him. Us."
Ky slowly opened her eyes, looking at herself in the tub. Swishing her knees to make the still water ripple. "Him. He's a stubborn jackass." Ky coolly said. "But us? What about us? Who us? Which us? I think I should ask."
Aisha chuckled. "The three of us."
Ky turned her eyes. "That us." She sighed. "Well… I can no longer, us."
"Why?" Aisha removed her robe, stepping into the water.
"I have a shit ton of things to han-"
"Stop."
Ky fell silent. "I am also engaged."
"Do you love us?"
"Debatable."
"Ky?"
"...Yes."
"We love you…"
Ky nodded. She looked at Ish and smiled. "Come here. Nakie hugs."
Aisha giggled. "I enjoy your company. I appreciate all that you have done, but I am much more pleased you and Johnny finally came together."
"Ha. Ha." Ky turned Aisha's back to face her.
"I'm serious." Aisha felt the bristles of a brush on her back.
"Why has that been so important to you?"
"Because you never see the two of you together. You two speak without saying a word. Today…" Ish went on about earlier today. "You two were gun toss, catch, bang." Aisha made a finger gun, imitating Ky.
Kyouki scoffed, gently scrubbing Aisha down. "I'm sorry for having you two marry."
"I honestly wanted to know why? I know you said your sanity."
"If anything happens to me, anything at all, my dependents can collect. While I'm alive or passed on…"
Aisha turned around so quickly the water splashed on the floor. "Why are you so morbid?"
Kyouki's eyes went wide, her hands drew back. "I'm not. It's unavoidable, comes with the territory." Ky's brows drew together. "What's wrong?"
"I know, but you don't understand. We missed you. You have no idea what that did to us."
Ky looked at Aisha and couldn't not look at her. Maybe they all glossed over how her "death" impacted them. With Kyouki bringing up something so real as a will, Aisha wanted her best girlfriend to be with her, Johnny, and her family forever.
It was too much. It felt like she just got back to them. With a few scars and she was preparing to think about leaving them again.
"Are you planning on doing something that's going to take you from us?"
"Aisha!" Ky gasped, now holding a naked, slippery woman holding her with all her might.
"I don't give a damn if it comes with the territory. I can not lose you and Johnny, he is utterly lost without you." Aisha shook her head. "I need you to be careful."
It deflated Kyouki. Whatever puffed-up ego she had, the invincibility of being in "The Saints." was paled. She knew they missed her, just it never knew it ran so deep. "When did you become so clingy?" Ky rubbed her back.
The bathroom door opened once more. "Damn, should have brought my phone. She's right. You are reckless."
"And you're not? Pervert." Ky reached for her towel, wrapping it about herself as she stood.
"Where you going?" Johnny asked.
Ky stepped carefully out, towel tight in her hands. "Bed."
"We'll join you. I'll behave." Johnny had some intention of being very good. He always keeps his word.
Going to grab Aisha's robe, she held it for the woman. "Preferably alone."
"Not tonight." Johnny held the door open, letting both women walk through. Grabbing Kyouki's towel, pulling her back.
"Stop!"
"I've seen you naked!" Johnny pulled the towel.
Tugging the towel back, Ky couldn't hold on, she was slipping on the floor, squatting down trying to roll. "Noel, don't stand there. Help!"
"Not until you promise me you'll be safe, in one piece!"
"Dishonor! You traitio- Aaah, get off. Big Ass!"
Pinned under Johnny, he sat on her legs. She could feel him growing. He crooked a finger to Aisha, who leaned in to kiss him.
"You two cut that out back there."
Two sets of chuckles answered. "I told you, you are the only person Johnny can have."
Johnny had her ass in his hands, massaging. He was grinding into her.
Ky bit her lip. "I cannot."
Johnny leaned forward, whispering in her ear. "Why?" freeing himself from his sleep pants wedging into Ky. "I told you when we got home." Sitting up, he pulled her up to her knees. Had her hips pulling her and squeezing her as his mind fogged. Aisha kissed Johnny and a throaty moan escaped him.
Aisha raked her nails over his chest. Ky was helpless. She felt light, felt his strokes. Her walls tightened around him.
"Shit, Ish, that… this feels so fucking good." Johnny grunted.
Feeling him stroking her had her gripping the carpet. He was like a drug. She never knew she needed. Ky now needed more. Reaching back her hand on his now slick abs, tried to push him back. Her whimpers of "no." were drowned by the pleasured moans. She made the mistake of looking back. Gat was into it completely, Ish running her hands across his chest, as they kissed Johnny's eyes, then locked on hers and he thrust harder.
Ky reached for his face. He kissed her fingers. Aisha caught her hand. Her lips kissed those fingers that were inside of her once a long while ago. She suckled her fingers. It turned her on to watch Gat pound Ky. Ky was desperately trying not to fill in the blanks.
"Doesn't he feel good?" Aisha's hand rubbed along the length of Kyouki's back.
"Mmm. Y-es."
There was nothing else but them at that moment.
