"No, Kabuto?" Emmie's horrified whisper made the room silent at once. Her delicate hands flew to cover her mouth. Suddenly, she rushed forward and screamed, "Let my brother go! You vile, poisonous, evil, loathsome pathetic piece of human waste!"
"I knew something was wrong with you!" Emmie clenched her fist and sent it sailing into Kabuto's face. With a burst of pain and a wet snap, Emmie withdrew her stinging hand, satisfied that Kabuto's nose was broken. Blood gushed from his nose and he backed away from her.
Emmie surged towards him to continue her assault but Kabuto held her wrists firmly, keeping her struggling form at arms length. "You don't understand! It's not like I wanted to do this! I didn't have a choice, you don't know what the yakuza is like!" He tried to explain desperately.
A movement from Tayuya made them glance over at her. Raising her gun, Tayuya snarled, "Kabuto, move. We don't need her, she knows too much obviously." Staring down the barrel of the Glock, Emiliana froze in terror but couldn't help snapping, "Try it bitch, security is here. You'll be heard and thrown in jail, I knew my brother deserved better than a harpy like you!" Tayuya's face tightened and Emmie immediately regretted her words.
The sound of a gunshot made them all jump except for Tayuya. She swayed and slumped down face first. Gaping, Emmie turned to gaze upon Deidara who was lowering his own weapon. "First rule of combat: pay attention."
Deidara untied Antonio and laid him down on the ground, "He's fine but he's fainted. I'll let you finish with him," he jerked his chin towards Kabuto. "Thanks darling," Emmie smiled with all the warmth of a shark.
"Darling? Who, when? Eh, what?" Kabuto stuttered. "Never you mind, what's going on? Why are you involved with this scheme?" Emmie poked him hard in the chest.
Kabuto sighed with defeat, "Look the yakuza raised me and put me through school. I'm their lawyer. Everything was masterminded by Orochimaru, the yakuza boss. It was his plan to expand into American drugs. Tayuya was a member; the engagement between her and your brother was fabricated. We weren't supposed to kill your brother, we were tasked with trying to convince him to join our side. I didn't have a choice." He concluded miserably.
"We all have a choice. I walked away from the gangs and the mafia," Deidara said icily and sauntered over. Kissing Emmie on the cheek, he added, "I did it for her." Kabuto's face was transfixed with rage. "You chose him, over me? He's a nobody!" He exploded, unable to control his ire. "I had everything, money, reputation, loyalty!"
"Yeah I did," Emmie crossed her arms defiantly. "You're not worth one tenth of this man. He didn't let fear or being controlled stop him. Don't act so mad," She glared haughtily at Kabuto's enraged expression. "Our engagement was fake too, I know it, you were put up to it, to get closer to Antonio."
Kabuto's angry expression wavered, "Well, it was arranged but I did-I do love you. That wasn't fake, I would've done anything to make you happy."
"Happy," Emmie said incredulously. "You make me happy? How, pray tell? By lying to me? By manipulating me? By being such a goddamn coward, you won't tell me that my brother was in danger not to mention YOU'RE the one putting him in danger?!" Emmie's voice rose to an angry screech. "You are nothing. Nothing at all and I won't have anything else to do with you, you utter piece of refuse." Unable to control the urge to continue hurting him, Emmie added one final verbal stab. "Oh, and our engagement meant absolutely nothing. I was thinking of Deidara the entire time we were 'engaged'. Seems like you're such a pathetic little nobody that I loved a memory more than you. I'd let the human race die out before seeing you again. Adieu."
A deadly silence fell like an executioners axe. Emmie felt a vicious spark of satisfaction from dealing Kabuto a bloodless death. She turned on her heel to stalk away but Kabuto lost it. He lunged at her but Emmie was ready for him. Kneeing him hard in the testicles, she shoved him away as hard as she could. Deidara shot at him but missed, hitting the window instead, causing great fissures to spiderweb along the entire length of the floor to ceiling glass. Cartwheeling his arms, Kabuto tripped over the overturned office chair and slammed into the compromised glass.
With a surprisingly unsuitable musical tinkle, the glass shattered and Kabuto fell out of the window, plummeting all 32 floors down at the rate of 9.8 meters per second squared.