-Oxford - Saturday: Part 15-

Reino found himself unable to stand still. Violet eye's narrowed down at the little grudge that seemed to have found a small home for the time curled up in his breast pocket. Breathing, if that's what he could call what it was doing, was hard and seemed painful. 'The soul is suffering' that was the only thought he when he stared down at the small piece o a girls soul. There were far more important things running through his mind at the moment but in the back of his mind. The well being of the grudge's life source kept replaying in the back at his mind. Making it really hard for him to get ready for a different sort of battle he really should be trying to focus on as he paused in his pacing of what had become far too small of a room. Normally, he liked small spaces, coffins being something of a great comfort to him, now the thought of being in one... well he could only see his cousin picking it up and burying him.

'Should have called him sooner...' It wasn't as if he had completely left it out either, he had contacted him the moment the little grudge had fainted, at least he had thought that was all it was. Told him that something had happened, it was just from that moment onward he had said anything and that likely was the real problem. The call had not gone exactly as planned either. The moment he had brought up how the piece of her soul, was acting, his phone went dead. He was pretty sure he had broken it if he had used someone else's phone. To finish the little talk, which was just telling him to stay where he was. He was coming to chat.

'Family. I'm family... he won't...' The truth of the matter, he was pretty sure there was no one on his green planet that meant more to him that the one he called My Hana. While he didn't understand the type of relationship, the fact remained that he had shared a part of himself, to protect her. Something that he personally had never seen nor heard about to the point he knew his own life would be forfeit and not to death, but a life of pain if he ever spoke about what he saw. That's why he knew he should have contacted him sooner when he realized that this part of her soul was not improving, but without some sort of answer what good would it really have done either of them? 'Family...' the word twisted inside of his gut as he looked down at the grudge once more feeling a sort of bond that he didn't want to lose all of a sudden yet shoved it off to the side because he was certain that it was because this bond meant keeping his life as pain free as possible.

Reino groaned as he heard the kicking at his door. 'At least he's not breaking it down.' Taken one glance at the little grudge in his pocket he moved towards the door. His breath caught in his chest as he stared up at his cousin, no longer was he wearing the black wig, nor the black contacts. There was no dress suite to give off the fact he was a businessman. It was his cousin knew that but it was more, so much more. This was a man who didn't show himself, a man who didn't care if you were family, friend, or foe.

Tomi, or more correctly Todd Damon stood in front of Reino with his white hair that seemed more unruly and untamed, the only thing holding it back from his face was the silver wired frame glasses, that when the light hit them just right seemed to reflect the unnatural glow in his red eyes. Eyes that were looking down at him in such a way that he felt himself facing a demonic or perhaps just a mad scientist in the end. Which fit, seeing as the long white coat that fell just above his ankles or really what should have been a long white coat but was duel color, stains he personally knew from blood that had been soaked through the years. Even if Todd Damon was for the most part out of the picture he still had an awful habit of appearing. He didn't need to look at his hands to know that he would be wearing black gloves that were almost like a second skin, no more than he needed to look to know that in the pockets of the black dress slakes with their chains, belts, and countless pockets would be filled with scalpels, needles, and drugs. Even with that knowledge when he looked at the man in front of him with his black dress shirt, red vest and the silver scythes that stood for Zhatka family that he had to be careful. No, everyone in the damn country had to be careful, because once he was out. It was very hard for him to be put back again.

No, even if he wasn't dressed like this, weren't wearing those glasses, the energy that seemed to be choking the air around Tomi or Todd Damon was enough to make even the strongest of men weak in the knees. Reino was far from one of those men, he was fast, to survive, but that was the end of it. "Todd Damon" he gave a slight bow of his head, submission being the only proper response, submission with respect, without showing the fear that you felt. Loyalty and the hope that he would be forgiven.

"Reino, follow me." He turned on his heel and began to walk down the hall.

Everything in Reino's body was screaming to turn the other way but the little grudge had awoken from the energy he had given, the look of longing in its little face as it tried but couldn't wiggle itself out and was left with arms wide open before they dropped only to stare up at him with what tears in its eyes. Silently pleading him to follow, to go near the source that would keep so many away from him he sighed. There would be no escaping this and he sighed heavily as the fact that he was defeated twice in moments, one by sheer fear, and one by sheer cuteness.

Daiki groaned, he felt like tearing out his hair. Apparently, he had missed it, missed something when he had sent that information out to Kuon. "I didn't sign up for this" he slammed his hands down on the desk before running them back through his hair. He was only supposed to do small jobs, the Chinese Mafia was not supposed to be part of this, not that they called themselves a Mafia, nor were they apparently limited to just China, all of Asian. The largest Asian Mafia in the world and they were not nice people.

He really should have known better, nothing is ever what it seems and didn't she come to them due to having been part of a human trafficking ring. While unlike most of those around him didn't know the full story of Kyoko's past, he did. It wasn't as if she had come from a bad home, it wasn't a good one, it was loveless if you just looked at her mother. Yet the Fuwa's themselves didn't seem all that bad, they even seemed to care about her it was shown even more so when the adoption was going forth, adoption really being the wrong word for what he had assured was the so-called truth. Hard copies would always be hard but he was sure that Old Hag Leiko knew how to deal with that matter too. However, what he connected as the Bakkin Hana, a small criminal organization which only seemed to focus on drugs and women and the sell of it. That call from Leiko's loyal dog set that record straight quickly.

It wasn't even the fact that they knew what he was doing, apparently, that had not crossed their minds at all. The call was to inform him that the intel they had gotten stated that Lady Kyoko was in the hands of the Rozu. Daiki had no clue who they were, and Fedele felt no need to inform him, all that mattered was they wanted information and it was his task now to get that information. Daiki knew he wasn't the only one, but nor was he surprised that he was being demanded of this either. 'She's brought nothing but trouble' but even as he thought that about Kyoko he didn't mind. Younger siblings just do that. His eyes turned back towards his computer screens, knowing that anything that the Ankou had, Leiko would likely have had prior or shortly after they figured it out. That, however, still left him in the dark. 'Hacking into the Ankou... is that even possible?' He groaned as he stared up at the ceiling while part of his mind was thinking about what he did know about the Rozu at the moment which was really just a bunch of articles he had found online.

The Rozu did things he expected from any type of organized crime, gambling, loan sharks, robbery, drug trafficking, and political corruption through their way of corruption was to force the daughters regardless of their age into marriage to one of the elders. That lead of course to kidnapping which was exactly what had happened to Kyoko 'So they plan to marry her off to someone?' He chewed the inside of he cheek pushing that away, but only because of the stories of women who had gotten away, if death was getting away. Women cut open to be drug mules, women having organs removed, removed only because the usefulness they had brought was gone. The remains of their bodies left in the open as a reminder. Unlike other groups, they did not pretend to be anything but the monsters that they were. The idea of Heth the man who he had thought was the only issue crossed his mind. His eyes darted toward the computer screen, while they were monsters, they hid who they were connected too. The only ones who dare to stand against them unless struggling for a power held within the Underworld were the Russian Mafia, and he found that they had morals, unlike the Rozu. The fact he was finding, a lot of other groups had morals compared to them... and the further he looked the more he realized he didn't want to see.

"How fucked up is the world when the Russian Mafia is seen as the good guys?" His eyes darted towards the laptop, before sighing, Kuon was contacting him asking about the Rozu. He reached for the keyboard and typed: Monsters. Why do you ask? It didn't take long for Kuon to reply, he knew it wouldn't because whenever his cousin wanted information, he did what he could to get it, though in all truth that tended to just let people believe he had no faults, that only got worse from what he had seen when he had become Ren.

Because the life of the Queen had just been threatened over them. - Kuon.

Daiki's eyes widen for a moment, he couldn't picture based on what he read about the Rozu threatening to kill her, her son would just end up being the next in line. No, if anything would have to kill the husband or perhaps kill the male heirs until it got to Laura and what did that have to do with Kyoko? While it wouldn't be completely out of the question, it would just be far from it. They weren't able to take on the Russian Mafia, no matter how many times they popped back up and from what limited understand he had about the two worlds there was a more standstill when it came to the British Empire and the Russian Mafia, hate and distrust but a working relationship much like a Cold War. "Damnit all," He said snarling 'Doesn't matter, Kuon's with General Brown, that means that Queen's Guard knows, meaning she would be safe... in fact I'd not be surprised if they add extra security around the whole family..." So he would not bother to inform Leiko's personal hound at the moment his eyes darting back towards the computer as he scanned program with the faces of Cinderella and Jia Mianju.

The Ankou can't move. I need her location. - Kuon

Daiki growled under his breath, "Yeah you and everyone else" yet it did tell him one thing. Leiko demands would seriously need to be done now, if the Ankou would not go to her because of the life of the Queen was threaten, then whoever did it had to be truly dangerous, or a madman. The real quesiton was, whose side were they on?