"Alright ready to start your training Hibiki chan?" Eagerly, Majima says smirking as he drapes his arm over the top of the booth, where he sits to start his training with his newest recruit, Hibiki.
"Sure I'm looking forward to it Majima kun!" Happily, Hibiki agrees.
"Let's start off easy what're ya good at? What makes ya special?" Smirking, Majima asks her.
"Specialties? Let me see…I take care of my little brother so I guess cooking, laundry and general housekeeping." Hibiki lists off from the top of her head.
"That's right you're takin' care of your younger brother instead of your parents. How old is that little guy now?" Majima asks curiosity clear in his tone towards her.
"He's almost seven though he's gotten a bit wild lately so I have my hands full. He won't listen to a thing I say." Sadly, Hibiki complains.
"Yeah sounds about right for that age." Majima sighs.
"Hm I wonder if there's a way to get him to listen to me. Am I spoiling him too much?" Worriedly, Hibiki ponders to herself.
"Sometimes I guess ya gotta crack down on kids? You're kind of easy-going Hibiki-chan so maybe you're handling him with kid gloves?" Majima suggests.
"Yeah you're right then again I'm kind of afraid that he'll hate me if I discipline him." Honestly, Hibiki frets.
"Nah any hate in that situation is a passin' thing. Plus eve if he hates you now there'll come a time in the future when he figures out it was for his own good. It takes courage but discipline's important. Alright here's a customer classic tell me what kinda guy you'd fall for Hibiki chan." Honestly, Majima explains to her.
"What kinda guy I'd fall for? Let me see…I like men who are focused on their job." Hibiki answers.
"A fell who's all about his job eh?" Majima hums.
"Yeah in return I want to handle all the cooking, laundry and cleaning." Coyly, Hibiki asserts.
"Sounds like a clean division the man handles the outside the woman handles the inside, huh? Sounds like a good deal to me you'd let the man focus on career and really make somethin' of himself." Majima admits as a repulsed Ryūko walks by, hiding said glare sent his way from his words.
"Thank you it's true right? I was afraid you might say I was too old fashioned but I'm glad you agree." Happily, Hibiki giggles.
"Well it does sound a little old fashioned if I'm bein' honest these days it's all about striking that so called gold mine of work life balance or some such nonsense." Majima agrees.
"Right I do think work life balance is great too but I want a man who's really willing to give his all to his work just like you Majima-kun." Hibiki coos.
"Heh you know what a man wants to hear…" Majima smirks as Ryūko comes back around, eyes rolling at the two.
"Ha you're so cute Majima do all men want to be spoiled?" Smiling, Hibiki quirks her head to the side.
"Yeah for sure. Men act all tough when they're out on the streets but when they get home they just want a girl to take care of 'em." Majima confesses.
"Majima san!" Youda rushes over to the two.
"What is it Youda?" Majima turns to frown at Youda.
"I have great news." Youda reveals.
"Right, take five Hibiki." Majima stands up from the booth.
"Okay Majima san." She smiles up at him.
"What is it Youda?" Majima turns to Youda.
"We now have more than 1,500 fans from the club Venus area!" Youda clasps his hands together.
"Ah I see never which one was club Venus?" Majima furrows his brow.
"The one with the weird hair." Ryūko answers as she sits down near the counter, book on display with a pen in hand.
"Weird hair…" Humming, Majima tries to recall.
"It's the club owned by Kanehara that pretty boy who used to be a host. I hear he uses his looks to make his girls do whatever he wants them to." Youda reports to them.
"Huh girls actually fall for that old crap?" Surprised, Ryūko raises a brow by his words.
"Who knows girls love a good-looking guy…" Ai shrugs.
"Shallow girls for shallow men." Muttering, Ryūko frowns eyeing the book below, making notes now and again in it for this month revenue.
"You don't fall for attractive men Namie san?" Youda perks up at her words.
"I don't fall." Firmly, Ryūko spits sharply back brow furrowed fury flowing through her veins, disgust drenched down the poison dripping down her tense tone.
"You make it out as if it's a death sentence…" Youda sweat drops scared at the sheer severity intensity of her cold curt callous words.
"Isn't it?" Ryūko scribbles in the book below brow furrowed.
"Anyway Kanehara is apparently in a relationship with Chika-chan club Venus' number one girl." Ai adds as she struts in joining the conversation.
"I remember the guy being pretty douche but was he that good looking?" Majima furrows his brow befuddled.
"Nah not really." Resolute, Ryūko mutters, firmly focusing on the book below.
"I can't remember his damn face maybe we should go to club Venus to take a look…" Majima considers when…
"There's no need for that hahahah!" A boisterous bellow of a laugh echoes throughout the club confusing a fair few.
"Where's that laugh comin' from?" Frowning, Majima ponders out loud.
"Probably some whack job outside…" Dismissively, Ryūko shrugs aloofly.
"What the crap!?" Majima frowns at a gaudy gold suit wearing guy.
"Heh it's me." The pompadour person purposefully struts in.
"And you are?" Majima raises a brow befuddled.
"What? Me it's me!" The man in gold grins.
"I have no idea who me is. Who are you?" Majima repeats his question lost.
"Wait you don't remember me? You don't remember this beautiful face?" Flabbergasted the man in gold gawks.
"Wait are you maybe Club Venus Kanehara?" Ai recognises.
"Hahhaha yes and I have come to claim the blonde bloom of sunshine!" Smiling, he proclaims proudly.
"The blonde…?" Befuddled, Yuki starts turning to Ryūko, back turned firmly focused on the book below her.
"Bloom?" Ai finishes turning to Ryūko, back turned firmly focused on the book below her still.
"…Fair maiden I have come to rescue you from this entrapment to allow your blonde bud to bloom within the right atmosphere my planet Venus club would help a beauty like you flourish!" Fiercely, the man in gold leaps over towards the blonde back still turned to him, hunched over the seat scribbling down on the book below.
"…" Silently, said male on his knee similar to someone proposing proposes to the woman silently staring down at the book below.
"…H-Hello?" Nervously, the golden boy calls out to her.
"Uh…Namie san?" Shyly, Yuki calls out to her.
"She's completely zoned him out…" Awestruck, Ai gasps in awe at her skill.
"You must be partially deaf allow me to start over I have come from the shining stars of club Venus to rescue you from this dump!" Determined, the man in gold stands smirking smugly combing his pompadour trying to play it off.
"…" Silently, she brings the calculator close to her typing in some digits brow furrowed firmly focused on the tense task she so despised.
"I'll try one more time!" He declares determined as the others watch on.
"You can try all you like I ain't listening to your bull crap." Bluntly, Ryūko rejects.
"E-Excuse you?" Kanehara squeaks slightly.
"You heard me." Ryūko responds.
"Come now, someone of your beauty not being a host is a sin, a grave mistake." Kanehara asserts.
"It was my choice." Curtly, Ryūko snaps sharply.
"E-Eh?" Kanehara stammers shocked.
"I don't want to host just as I don't want to come to your crap sack of a cabaret club." Ryūko moves one leg over the other.
"H-Huh? C-Come now princess someone as beautiful as you should be saying…" Kanehara brushes Kanehara's words off.
"I'll say what I goddamn like." Rudely, Ryūko cuts Kanehara off.
"E-Eeep!" Kanehara squeaks scared falling flat on his behind trembling.
"Who the hell are you to tell me what I can or can't say where I can and can't be what I can chose or not choose to be….?" Ryūko demands done staring scowling down at the trembling terrified boy below.
"I-I-I-C-Come now princess I've already reserved us a room at a nice hotel with a beautiful night view we have the very top, we can go on the balcony to see all of Sotenbori." Kanehara coughs composing himself adjusting himself as he continues on…
"That so? Why don't you do us all a favour and jump off it then?" Ryūko sneers scowling down at the boy below.
"N-Namie san!" Youda stammers shocked.
"Man you're really getting on my nerves she ain't interested got it?" Irritated, Majima steps up scowling.
"She…she just doesn't know a good thing when she sees it." Kanehara rejects.
"I think I can tell the difference between a boy and a man." Resolved, Ryūko remarks eyeing the boy below.
"W-What was tha-ARGH!" Kanehara screams startled by the heel swiftly slamming down o the carpet between his legs nearing the family jewels.
"Run home little boy." Ryūko snarls sneering down at the boy below, getting off her seat scowling down at the terrified boy.
"E-Eeeep! This…this isn't over! Women like you…are nothing but toys, that are discarded for the real things, no one would show you to their parents you… Konketsuji!" Kanehara screams scared spitting it out earning a fair few gasps as he crawls away terrified like a child to their parent.
"The hell you say?" Scowling, Majima steps forward.
"Maji it's fine." Ryūko reaches out stopping him by the arm.
"You're a special kinda scumbag ain't ya?" Majima sneers stopping himself glaring as he hovers around Ryūko standing protectively.
"I'll take that as a compliment speaking of scum though I must say this seedy little club is quite fitting for you, a shame its holding Namie san back though, a beauty like her should be nourished so it may flourish and bloom into true beauty!" Kanehara argues as he points towards the bored blonde looking over at her nails.
"…You're still here?" Ryūko huffs not even batting an eye to him.
"Tch! A seedy exterior, a seedy owner, everything here is so seedy you can smell it in the air. Really you should be honoured that someone of my statue would want to even set foot in this club to try to take one of your workers." Kanehara sneers looking around the club.
"All I'm smelling is the bullshit sprouting from your crap hole you call a mouth." Ryūko retorts just as Majima smirks slightly.
"T-Tch…!" Kanehara staggers back brow furrowed glaring.
"Wanna give it a rest with the lame insults?" Majima frowns at him.
"Yeah! I can't believe you're so rude! I don't know about Majima san and the rest of the team, but I am NOT seedy!" Scowling, Yuki crosses her arms over her chest.
"I think it would be wise if you left." Ryūko advises.
"Amazing such a jewel!" Kanehara gushes in awe astonishing her.
"…Excuse you?" Ryūko and the others chorus confused.
"What a beautiful woman even now as you berate me…" Kanehara gushes in awe at the tense Ryūko.
"…Berate you?" Alarmed, Ryūko eyes the weirdo up and down on his hands and knees.
"The blooming blossom of sunshine, you're a legend on the streets." Kanehara grabs her by her legs.
"You're still trying this shit?" Scowling, she snaps pushing him back as Majima helps her back away, glaring down at the man below.
"Namie say…do you want to be my lady?" Kanehara asks as he stands up baffling everyone else.
"HUH!?" The group chorus confused.
"NAMIE SAN!?" Ai adds astonished.
"Whoa he didn't even bat an eye at Ai!" Majima says shocked.
"Nor Hibiki…" Youda throws in.
"Hey what about me!?" Mad, Yuki scowls.
"…I can pay you three times the peanuts you're earning here AND grant you the proud pleasure of sleeping with me!" Kanehara proclaims proudly.
"…I'm sorry did you say grant me the pleasure to sleep with you?" Ryūko's eye twitches tense, Majima being the only one noting the bloodlust emanating out of the blonde.
"Don't ignore me!" Mad, Yuki yells.
"And if I did?" Kanehara blanks Yuki out.
"Wow, look pompi I ain't into minors I go for guys at least my age or older, five years at least." Resolved, Ryūko states.
"Who the hell said I was one?!" Kanehara anxiously asks sweat sliding down his tense temple.
"From the way you're acting I assumed you were one or well trying to compensate for down there." Ryūko gestures down there unaware of Majima's small smirk.
"W-Who said that!?" Tense, Kanehara snaps scared.
"Sweetie everything about you screams it." Bluntly, Ryūko gestures to his whole look.
"T-Think about it! Instead of wasting away in a dump like this you could be living a life of luxury at my side!" Scowling, Kanehara argues.
"For fuck sake I said no alright?!" Ryūko roars back brow furrowed.
"Huh what did you say?" Kanehara does a doubletake.
"I said no if you don't get it I would happily carve that into that thick skull of yours!" Ryūko snaps scowling stepping forward as Majima steps forward, gently holding her, holding her back from the ass beating, he knows she could give.
"No!?" Kanehara reels back baffled.
"Ah look at you learning…" Ryūko taunts tiredly.
"Haha ahahahah! What a tease! I like you! Now I really need to make you mine!" Kanehara grins giddily.
"Make me yours!? I ain't an object you asshole!" Angrily, Ryūko snarls seething as Majima holds her back from doing anything to wreck the club.
"Namie san calm down!" Yuki calls out to her worried.
"I could take him." Ryūko growls glaring at Kanehara.
"Yeah I know but I rather not have his blood sully our place." Majima whispers to Ryuko holding her back.
"Tch…!" Growling, she steps back seething just as the door opens…
"You've found a new girl to toy with?" A girl in gold walks in as Majima lets her go.
"Ah Chika." Kanehara acknowledges the girl in gold.
"And only moments after you manipulated another girl into doing your dirty work for you." Chika places her hands on her hips.
"Not my fault she isn't the sharpest tool in the shed still she was the right tool for the job." Kanehara dismisses.
"Who's that?" Yuki furrows her brow at the girl.
"That's Chika-chan she's number one at Venus." Ai answers.
"Is she? She's a beauty and no doubt she's got what it takes to earn that spot!" Youda gushes.
"Yeah she has this mysterious air about her that just turns men into jelly. They say she's one of the top girls in Sotenbori. The rumour that she's going out with Kanehara seems to be true as well." Ai acknowledges.
"You really know this sorta stuff Ai chan." Majima gives her that.
"Women are like pawns what's important is to move them into the right position to make sure they fulfil their potential." Kanehara dictates.
"And when a girl has no more value to you, you just throw her away without a second thought." Chika exclaims.
"But of course and one day I'll surpass Tsukiyama with that strategy just you watch. I can't let something as silly as sentiment get in the way of my ambition now can I?" Kanehara declares determined.
"I know…I just need to make sure I don't get thrown away too." Chika exclaims.
"Wow the healthiness of this relationships is just spewing out of you guys." Dryly, Ryūko remarks.
"You're just jealous!" Kanehara accuses angrily.
"Yes I am so jealous right now, couple goals that here guys!" Done, Ryuko sneers scowling at the pair.
"Heh I knew it!" Kanehara smirks smugly oblivious to Ryuko's hue twitching tiredly.
"Just as you know sarcasm right?" Ryūko remarks.
"Oh yeah duh…heh still you worry about things like that Chika? I would never throw you away as long as you're the number one girl in my club!" Kanehara smirks at Chika.
"I see well I'll have to work harder then." Chika asserts.
"Couple goals everyone." Ryūko snippily sneers sauntering over to the bar.
"Let's get out of here. You will be mine Nami I promise I always get what I want!" Kanehara dictates determined as Ryūko pours herself a drink.
"You know what I want." Ryūko takes the drink swirling said substance within the glass.
"Me…" Kanehara asks almost hopeful.
"Yes…you out of this club." Ryūko pours said drink down on the boy below.
"Kanehara!" Chika cries out to him as the others gawk.
"ARGH! My do!" Kanehara holds his hair mortified.
"Aw such a waste of such a good whiskey too." Ryūko sighs sadly at the empty glass.
"You…you ruined my dooh…!" Kanehara sobs sharply.
"Come on Kanehara let's go fix it. Bye bye now…" Chika glares at the bored Ryūko taking Kanehara away.
"ARGH! I'll get you Namie by any means necessary!" Kanehara yells as he is dragged out.
"Oh I'm so scared run back to your den little boy." Boisterously, Ryūko hollers back brow furrowed.
"TCH! This isn't over!" Kanehara yells back.
"Piece of shit…" Snippily, Ryūko saunters back over to the bar.
"Namie-san you okay?" Worriedly, Yuki asks as she goes behind the bar.
"Yep." Ryūko takes out the whiskey.
"You sure?" Ai arches a brow as she pours herself a glass.
"I'm fine he isn't the first nor will he be the last." Swirling, she shakes said substance within the glass.
"But…" Yuki presses.
"But nothing just forget about it go back to work and all that jazz…" Aloofly, Ryūko waves them off.
"That guy's more twisted than a pretzel!" Youda complains cross.
"Would you stop? I said it's fine." Frowning, Ryūko huffs.
"But it isn't." Majima steps froward.
"A lot of things in life aren't but you deal with it." Ryūko shrugs stating the fact firmly.
"That doesn't mean you should…" Majima insists irritated.
"Maji enough, stewing isn't going to help working on the other hand will…" Ryūko sighs softly exhaustion etched into her tired tone.
"So Kanehara and Chika from Club Venus…well at least things are stayin' interesting…" Majima's hues narrow as the group eyeing the fleeting figures leaving the club all but one eye however drifts elsewhere towards a certain frowning blonde, downing her drink…
Quietly, Ryūko makes her way out of Club Sunshine eyeing the man leant against the wall, cigarette between his lips, smoke spewing out of his lips glaring ahead as a fair few tend to avoid his gaze, some staring at the eye patch as Ryūko sighs at the mess.
"You're stewing…" Sighing, she approaches the smoking Majima unfazed by his stern scowl.
"Who said I was stewing?" Snippily, Goro glares to the side.
"I was." Simply, she shrugs taking out her cigarette pack, drawing one out however she pats herself down. She internally curses at the lack of said lighter when she spots the shy simmer of a flame before her.
"…Thanks." Shyly, she whispers leaning in igniting said cigarette smoke soon spewing out of her lips as she joins his side, even more eyes eyeing the two however said hungry hues pinned upon her are swiftly shot down by the mad Majima's cold curt glare piercing their souls scaring them off.
"You really deal with shitbags like that daily?" Finally, Majima breaks the still silence dropping his cigarette swiftly snuffing it out with the bottom of his heel.
"Yep." Ryūko confirms calmly, it was one of the first lessons, Kashiwagi and Kazama insisted she knew…
"Guess your folks were once step ahead with the whole ass kicking thing." Tiredly, Majima considers.
"…Yeah…you could say that." Tentatively, Ryūko hums, glancing to the side sheepishly at the murky memory of it all.
"Hm…" Humming, Majima exclaims as another still silence hangs heavily between both of them.
"Still can't believe that guy's attractive did you see his hair I thought it would drop down or something?" Snickering, Ryūko recalls, a small smirk of pride plastered on her haughty facial features.
"Heh he did look stupid." Smirking, Majima mischievously agrees amused at the devastated face of the boy.
"Reminded me of those dogs rich people get I think they're called…poodles!" Ryūko snaps her fingertips frowning trying to find the wood which she does in the end.
"I could see that his bark is defiantly worse than his bite." Bemused, Majima remarks leaning back, his hands shoved into his pockets.
"Oh definitely." Resolved, Ryūko confirms cheekily.
"…You sure you're okay?" Gently, Majima sighs softly, hearing him saying that sort of stuff…even if it was empty words that doesn't mean it couldn't get to some people.
"Maji…" Meekly, Ryūko grimaces glancing to the side sheepishly.
"I'm serious Namie." Seriously, Majima tells her.
"I'm fine like I said he isn't the first nor last." Aloofly, Ryūko shrugs it off.
"There should never have been a first nor should there ever be a last." Majima states the fact firmly.
"But there is that's just how things are." Annoyed, Ryūko glares down at the stick between her lips.
"Well it's shit." Scowling, he huffs.
"Life is shit." Scowling, she huffs.
"…" Together, the two remain silent simply staring ahead.
"Oh come on don't pout." Fed up, Ryūko sighs.
"I ain't pouting." Goro grumbles glaring to the side.
"Suure you're not." Ryūko lightly elbows his side smirking.
"I'm surprised you didn't deck him when the said girls were pawns." Majima remarks.
"Oh I was tempted trust me I was… still I can't help but feel bad for that girl." Ryūko growls at the murky memory before faltering furrowing her brow by it.
"Girl?" Majima perks up.
"Chika saying she had to work hard to continue being his girl, she shouldn't have to worry about that." Tense, Ryūko scowls.
"Agreed. He's a special kind of scumbag." Majima easily agrees.
"Agreed reminds me of those kinds of guys who force their girls into working at home doing all the household shit…" Ryūko complains cross.
"You ain't a traditional sort." Majima exclaims.
"Do I look it?" Ryūko scoffs.
"Fair still…nothing wrong with those traits being attractive." Fairly, Majima points out.
"But why is it?" Ryūko argues.
"Cause a guy likes to be cared for." Firmly, Majima answers.
"And a girl can't?" Cross, Ryūko retorts.
"W-Well…she likes to be spoiled sure…" Majima considers but…
"Why is it the girls have to care for the guys but not the other way round?" Ryūko retorts.
"Well…we do in our own way…" Majima tries to dispute.
"For a ladies man you're pretty short sighted Majima and that ain't the eyepatches doing." Done, Ryūko throws her cigarette to the ground, already done with the conversation.
"You think you're funny don't you?" Majima huffs.
"So do you, saying a girl who can cook is what you want along with a girl massaging you why not just say you want a servant?" Snippily, Ryūko remarks.
"I never said that." Tiredly, Majima argues.
"From the descriptions you've gave those poor girls you did." Disgusted, Ryūko glares to the side unaware of Majima perking up from her words.
"You listened in? Is someone jealous?" Smirking, Majima turns to Ryūko, his arm on top of the wall behind her almost trying to pin her to the wall while her hue twitches tiredly at the ass's smug smirk.
"No but the girls talk to me, tell me shit and honesty you're kind of girl is what I worry for the upcoming era." Enraged, she sneers back.
"What's wrong with a girl who cooks?" Coyly, he argues.
"There's nothing wrong with it hell I love cooking but that's for myself not to please another. The fact that there's a pressure for it, a standard a girl has to meet to be with a guy, they have to be feminine, they have to be girly, they have to know this and that…that sorta typing disgusts me." Honestly, Ryūko explains to him.
"Well now you've made me feel like a bad of shit…" Sighing, Majima leans in.
"It's my speciality." Smirking, she bites back, feeling his breath brush against her own.
"…Shame you had to waste your whiskey." Majima's hue darts down to her lips.
"Yeah but what can you do about it?" Smirking, she shrugs smirking ignoring the brief flip in her gut below recalling all the other girls inside squealing at the older man before her. It must be the whisky she assumed as she felt a faint heat to her crimson cheeks.
"How about I buy you a whiskey sometime?" Smirking, he offers.
"There's a whiskey at the bar." Briskly, she brushes him off, she had a job to do, this was just a part of it nothing more nothing less.
"Then let it be on me." He insists.
"I can pay for my own drink." Snippily, she scowls at him, once she was done he will want nothing to do with her.
"You really don't want to share a drink with me do you?" Disappointed, Majima sighs softly leaning back against the wall while she heads back towards the club entrance.
"Majima let me make this clear for you, guys like you are not my type, not at all." Bluntly, she swiftly shuts him down however…
"That so?" Majima leans in once more.
"That's so." Smoothly, she confirms placing her hand on his chest, pushing him back, confirming it as she heads into the bar leaving him to stew…
"Congratulations Majima san we now have more than 3,000 fans from the club Venus area!"
"Oh nice we're makin' progress!" Pleased, Majima smirks slightly at the report.
"Yeah I bet when Kanehara hears that news it'll wipe that smile right off his face." Firmly, Youda assumes.
"Could we not talk about that pompadour weirdo please? Just saying his name brings a bad taste to my mouth." Miserably, Ryūko huffs at the thought of that headache trying to tend to the books below once more.
"You sure you're alright?" Majima furrows his brow at Ryūko.
"I'm fine Maji." Aloofly, Ryūko waves him off, she was fine, she was a big girl, she could take care of herself.
"Hahahahaha!" Hollering, a familiar set of crazed cackling echoes throughout the club.
"And I spoke too soon." Scowling, Ryūko huffs, feeling her throat tense, tighten almost as if all the moisture had been sucked dry, the urge for a drink and the searing sensation of her head only growing more and more…
"That laugh…!" Youda gasps.
"Heh, it's me!" Kanehara proclaims proudly sauntering in, his gold suit shining shimmering.
"Kanehara!" Mad, Majima glares at the man.
"Look at that you've finally managed to remember my name! I'm so happy!" Happily, Kanehara smirks at Majima.
"Whaddya want? Makin' a stop to drop a declaration of war or somethin'?" Scowling, Majima glares down at the boy.
"ME!? Against you? How quaint. Predators don't declare war on their prey, they just eat them. I simply came to see Namie." Happily, he brushes Majima aside, his hungry hues eyeing the blonde before him, her back still turned to him.
"Could you just die already?" Annoyed, she asks as she makes notes, not even batting an eye to the boy behind her.
"You wound me my lady." Lovingly, he places his hand to his chest oblivious to Majima's stern sharp glare, gritting grinding his teeth together, done with the idiot before him.
"I ain't your lady." Ryūko deadpans, typing into her calculator.
"The more you resist the more I fall for your beauty Namie!" Dramatically, he proclaims proudly in a sing song like toe making the done looking blonde's hue twitch tiredly.
"That seems more like a you problem than a me problem." Pointedly, she snaps scowling down at the document below but Kanemaru doesn't get the message, sauntering over to her side.
"Namie are you ready to come be my lady?" He slams his hand down on the counter trying ti pin her in almost.
"Do you hear the shit coming out of your mouth?" Mystified, she asks as she swiftly slams her book down done with the boy before her.
"Oh come now there's never been a woman who's refused me." Arrogantly, he leans back feigning his laidback nature.
"Look little boy you like me only cause I rejected you I am what you can't have just the same as any other boy, this isn't special this is you unable to take no for an answer and it's just showing how much of a child you are." Annoyed, Ryūko serves on her seat, one leg over the other as she tells the boy how it is, her tone cold curt.
"C-C-Come now stop this nonsense, this is the beginning of our grand adventure together!" Tense, he smiles strained sweat sliding down his tense temple from her stern severe savage words.
"And of course he isn't listening…that's a perfectly healthy flag right there?" Ryūko mutters under her breath brow furrowed fatigued from the boy's babblings.
"Where we will party day and night where we will rule all of Sotenbori where we-" The child continues his paralleling's as the Ryūko rather done with the situation pinches the bridge of her nose attempting to regain some semblance of patience for the boy before her.
"Let me make this clear to you, I am not interested now fuck off." Swiftly, she leans over snatching him by his nose.
"…!" Said male squeaks from said scowl sent his way.
"I will never and I repeat this never like you, now leave me alone you're annoying me." Swiftly, she scowls pushing him back.
"…Hehehe I see…you're cute Namie I've never been denied like this in my life so this is as amusing as it is a novel!" Happily, Kanehara hollers on his hands and knees.
"Funny how you compare it to a work of fiction." Frowning, Ryūko turns back to the bar counter, pouring herself a drink noting Majima making his way closer eyeing the man glaring down at him.
"Maybe I said this already but I don't stop until I get what I want and if I can't have it I'll make sure no one else can…!" Crazed, he promises just as Ryūko flinches from it but she refuses to show it.
"…" Silently, she scowls staring ahead ignoring the shy shudder coursing down her spine placing her hand over her mouth muffling the faint flinch.
"I don't want you to be unhappy Namie I want you to live in my arms. You really should stop teasing me so much you know I'd be very sad if you weren't here. Well tata club Sunshine. I look forward to your continued albeit futile efforts." Excitedly, Kanehara cackles before leaving where as soon as the crisp click of the door echoes…
"…" Ryūko leans forward, brow furrowed, releasing a shaky breath brow furrowed, hand over her eyes smoothly sliding down to her mouth.
"Hey Namie…" Majima immediately turns towards Ryūko, concern clead in his tone towards her.
"Fine." Firmly, she snaps sharply after a moment of pause trying to compose herself.
"Namie san…" Yuki steps forward.
"What's with those faces? It's fine he's only trying to mess with you guys, mess with the atmosphere he's all bark but no bite." Briskly, she swerves said chair once more smirking at the group.
"And you know this?" Tense, Majima crosses his arms over his chest.
"I've met that type time and time again it's all empty words that rich kid's probably never been told no in his entire life." Ryūko waves the others off getting off her seat.
"Where are you going?" Majima furrows his brow at her.
"I need to get some stronger shit." Snippily, she scowls heading to the back.
"Namie san's so strong…" Smiling, Ai gushes in awe at her strength.
"Yeah brushing off what that guy said so easily I wish I could be that strong…" Hibiki agrees.
"I just hope she's okay…" Yuki says softly.
"She's fine Yuki I've seen Namie san fight she knows what she's doing." Saki states the fact firmly to the others.
"Saki's right Yuki I've seen her fight too she's fine." Youda asks but Majima notices the tremor in trembling tone, his brow further furrowing at the backdoor as he goes to investigate…
Stoically, Majima makes his way into the back, opening the door to the back brow furrowed at Ryūko looking over at the bottles in the back brow furrowed reading the labels attempting to figure out which bottle would be best before her while Majima watches Ryūko, not quite sure how to go about this after that…
"…Hey." Bravely, Majima makes the first move breaking the still silence between the two.
"…" Silently, Ryūko continues staring down at the bottle, holding its neck before placing it down.
"Namie." Majima furrows his brow by the girl blanking him out looking for another bottle.
"…" Ryūko reaches out for another bottled wine, eyeing the label.
"Namie!" Majima snaps sharply at Ryūko making her flinch from his words.
"Huh? Oh Majima hey." Ryūko jolts up at the sheer sight of the ponytailed male.
"You…you okay?" Majima furrows his brow at Ryūko.
"Course I am why wouldn't I be?" Ryūko scoffs shaking his head at the thought, she was strong, stronger than most, most powerful at that. She could deal with it, she always dealt with it, with men like that.
"What that guy said…" Majima furrows his brow by the thought.
"Was nothing I'm not letting that kid intimidate me nor should everyone else let that spoiled brat ruin the mood we made in this place." Ryūko curtly cuts Majima off, as if she would let that nobody win, she wouldn't be helpless, she wouldn't be weak, she wouldn't be scared, she wouldn't be intimidated, she wouldn't lose, she couldn't lose. She refused to.
"…You know I won't let him." Majima asserts as Ryūko scowls.
"Let him what?" Ryūko quirks her head to the side seething scowling even enraged at the thought tense, he won't let her, he won't let her…!? Who the hell said she needed his assurance? She needed his help? She needed to be protection, she took care of those guys that tired to attack the club no problem, she didn't need pity, she didn't need any of it.
"…take you." Majima confirms making her hue twitch tiredly.
"Take me? Take me? Oh because that's what I need someone else trying to protect me because god I can t possibly know how to protect myself." Mad, Ryūko rants glaring, glowering at Majima fed up with him, she wasn't some damsel, she wasn't some bimbo he could try to save, she could take care of herself.
"That isn't what I mean…" Majima begins but…
"Isn't it? I know your type Majima you want to be a girl's knight in shining armour so you can save the girl and live happily ever after don't you? Have her do whatever you want for one thing that she herself could have done for herself!" Ryūko sneers snippily snapping cutting Majima off, fury flowing through her, she wasn't going to just throw herself at him like the others girl, she had a job to do, she had a duty to uphold, a promise to keep as if she'd throw that all always for some guy to be behind the stove for the rest of her life…!
"Namie…" Majima tries to begin but…
"No seriously I don't need this Majima I'm not some prize, I'm not some object…!" Ryūko seethes snarls.
"I never said you were!" Majima snaps scowling.
"Just leave me alone! I said I'm fine didn't I?" Irritated, Ryūko roars at Majima.
"The tremor in your hand would beg to differ." Majima huffs.
"…The guy got the best of me a bit but that's it just a bit it isn't your problem like I said I've dealt with creeps like that before I can handle myself fine." Firmly, Ryūko dismisses her hand snatching her arm attempting to quell the tense tremors coursing through.
"I know you can I've seen it but that doesn't mean you should have to." Majima disputes.
"Oh you're right a girl shouldn't have learnt how to defend herself." Haughty, Ryūko sneers scowling.
"That isn't what I mean." Majima furrows his brow at her.
"Seems to me it is." Ryūko shrugs.
"Seems to me you're getting defensive and are trying to get into an argument with me to redirect your anger elsewhere." Majima remarks.
"…Just fuck off." Ryūko glares at Majima.
"Namie your problems are my problems." Pointedly, Majima places his hands on her shoulders.
"Maji I've dealt with guys like him before…I'm fine." Firmly, Ryūko saps back brow furrowed.
"No you're not I saw your hand going for the blade." Majima points out.
"I thought he was going to bring his own out…" Ryūko admits.
"You thought he'd do that?" Majima raises a brow by it.
"Scum like him carry knives they aren't brave enough to use their fists." Ryūko reveals.
"…Namie…I just…I mean no matter what happens I'm in your corner." Majima promises her making her grimace.
"…I know Maji I know…for what it's wort I'm sorry." Ryūko bows her head pained, trying to ignore the guilt gnawing away at her.
"About what?" Majima pries puzzled.
"Firing at you like that…maybe its nerves or…" Ryūko shrugs sheepishly.
"Nah don't mention it…besides your conversation did get me thinking…" Majima confesses.
"About…" Ryūko pries.
"About women like that, what you said I never really considered cooking to be pressuring to people." Majima leans back against the wall.
"…Well it can be, some of my girls can't cook and they think they'll never get married because of it." Ryūko reveals recalling a fair few insecure girls she had met during her time with her network, some of her girls being beaten for failing to be a cook, some even blaming their poor cooking skills as to why their parties cheated…
"But that's…" Majima scowls.
"Stupid I know. That's why I just…I wish there wasn't pressure you know? Can't a guy just like a girl for things other than that." Ryūko sighs sadly slumping her shoulders pained at the murky memory of it all.
"…I don't see why not…but I do mean what I said." Majima scratches the back of his neck apologetic.
"I know Maji I know." Ryūko sighs sadly softly even as she wraps her arm around him, side hugging him, which he after flinching briefly composes himself and returns it, no words needing to be shed.
"Hey Majima can I ask another relationship related question?" Happily, Hibiki asks Majima as another training session between both Majima and Hibiki in the booth.
"Sure hit me." Majima smirks.
"Okay…Majima-kun what kind of girl do you like?" Hibiki asks Majima.
"My type of gal?" Majima raises a brow by the thought.
"Yeah you're…you know? You're a tough nut to crack I suppose you like a girl who's very energetic and bubbly?" Humming, Hibiki considers coyly.
"Sure but that kinda girl is pretty much the default right? I like plenty of girls besides young outgoing ones…" Majima considers.
"In that case…do you like girls who aren't overly cheerful and are a bit more mild mannered?" Hibiki pries further from it.
"Of course I like a girl who's a little more chilled out. Kinda like you Hibiki-chan." Majima describes.
"What? What are you saying Majima-kun geez!" Blushing, Hibiki gasps.
"Hah I'm just kidding." Mischievously, Majima smirks.
"Ugh you're so mean but I'm a little happy to." Hibiki cradles her crimson cheeks.
"Eh? What was that last part?" Perplexed, Goro queries.
"O-OH no, I didn't say a thing! Haha!" Happily, Hibiki lies just as the door opens to the club opens.
"Excuse me…" The voice calls out.
"Wait ain't you Chika from Venus?" Ai recognises her.
"Women are from Venus…" Ryūko remarks.
"Whaddya want?" Majima questions her standing up from the booth.
"I have a message from Kanehara here…" Chika hands the message over to Majima.
"About time he challenged us." Majima eyes the message below.
"We ain't gonna go easy on you." Chika warns him.
"Yeah, yeah…" Ryūko saunters over noting Chika's stare.
"You okay there?" Yuki asks as she takes note of it too.
"Um…excuse me are you…Namie?" Shyly, Chika asks her.
"And if I am?" Annoyed, Ryūko places her hand to her hip.
"Namie-san please don't take this personally but if I were you I'd get out of here as soon as you can. A man I know well has been acting a little strange lately…and I don't know, I just have a really bad feeling! I think he may be plotting to kidnap you Namie san please you have to be careful!" Chika tries to warn her however…
"PPFFFF!" Ryūko places her hand over her mouth muffling said snicker from the thought of that boy trying to kidnap her, he could barely hurt a fly for goodness' sake.
"Namie-san why are you laughing!?" Alarmed, Ai gasps.
"Yeah this is serious!" Yuki joins in as Ryūko stops said snicker.
"Chika right?" Ryūko turns to her.
"Y-Yes…?" Confused, Chika quirks her head to the side.
"Sweetie he can try all his might trying to kidnap me I ain't being his lady." Bluntly, Ryūko rejects.
"How are you so calm about this Namie?" Hibiki calls out to her from the booth baffled.
"You think this is the first time I've been threatened let alone kidnapped." Ryūko scoffs shaking her head haughtily amused at the thought.
"Wait you've been kidnapped?" Yuki gasps.
"Long story but still if you think I'm going to let pompadour scare me you got another thing coming…" Dismissively, Ryūko brushes the girls off.
"Hey what's the big idea tryin' to scare Namie-san?" Mad, Majima demands from Chika cross.
"Maji it's fine." Firmly, she places her hand on his shoulder softly assuring him.
"This ain't fine." Frowning, Majima grumbles glaring.
"No that's not it at all!" Chika refuses.
"I believe you Chika excuse him he's just a bit paranoid what with your toy boy and all." Ryūko reassures Chika.
"It's fine I really do mean it though. He really will do anything to get what he wants he's a dangerous man." Chika tries to alert Ryūko.
"Look Chika I ain't the running sort he can try all he wants trying to make his lady but it isn't going to work got that?" Tiredly, Ryūko pinches the bridge of her nose trying to be patient with the girl.
"I know I just I don't want to see any more girls hurt by him that's all…if Kanehara catches you, you're going to have a bad time!" Tense, Chika cries.
"And if I catch him he'll have a bad time." Tense, Ryūko growls glaring at the thought of that twerp.
"Please Namie san go somewhere safe for now!" Chika begs beseeches her but…
"You still don't get it do you? I ain't moving, I ain't letting that creep intimate me, I won't let him win alright? I've met much more terrifying people than that boy!" Bluntly, Ryūko roars, glaring at the thought of bowing down, of fleeing from the thought that boy could be a threat.
"Namie san…" Touched, Yuki and Ai whisper.
"I see…I wish you'd believe me but…please be careful. Removing someone from the equation comes all too easily to him." Disheartened, Chika bows her head before taking her leave.
"Chika san…she sounded really concerned for you Namie…" Ai points out.
"I know she did it only makes it that more sad she puts up with that sack of shit." Sadly, Ryūko stares at the now shut doors of club Sunshine.
"So…you'll really stay?" Surprised, Youda gasps.
"I ain't letting that creep win." Resolved, Ryūko snaps scowling at the thought. She was strong, she was better, she was trained to deal with those sorts of creeps, running away now would mean defeat, defeat she refused to give that snot nosed brat.
"Yeah for all we know Kanehara told her to say those things to scare you." Majima points out.
"Well he failed." Firmly, Ryūko snaps sharply turning on her heel, heading to the back once more.
"…She'll be fine Majima." Meekly, Yuki whispers to Majima.
"Yuki…?" Majima turns to her.
"I know you're worried the most out of us but Namie is strong you said so yourself." Yuki reminds him.
"Yeah…but no one's invincible." Majima argues anxiously almost as he crosses his arms over his chest entering the backroom, a part of him pondering…
Kanehara what are you up to?
"Majima kun do you like children?" Curious, Hibiki questions Majima as the two continue their training session.
"Ch-children?" Majima jolts up in the booth by the question.
"Yeah like I said before I have a brother who's much younger than I am. So I was curious whether you liked children or not." Hibiki smiles sweetly at Majima.
"I see kids huh…it ain't that I don't like kids. Kids just don't like me, they take one look at me and start bawlin'" Majima sighs sadly stating the fact firmly.
"Haha! I guess from the kid's point of view you're a really scary looking guy Majima-kun! Oh that's funny!" Hibiki giggles at the thought.
"Whoa there giggles I may look scary but ya know I can be a pretty nice guy too right?" Majima huffs.
"Haha sure I know but anyway I think my brother will be fine with you. I bet he'd only be a little afraid." Hibiki assures him.
"Oh so he'll still be scared eh? Oh well I wouldn't mind meetin' the little rugrat I'll put on the friendliest face I got." Majima promises.
"Yes please that would be fun! Say Majima when you meet my brother what would you teach him if you were to teach him something?" Smiling, she asks him.
"Teach him something? You want ME teachin' your little bro?" Baffled, Majima jolts up.
"Yeah there are many things I can't teach him as a woman. So I thought it would be good for you to teach him those things man to man." Hibiki admits.
"Lemme think here something only a man can teach another man. I'll tell him about how amazing girls are something like that just ain't the same comin' from a woman." Majima smirks at the thought.
"I see so what would you teach him? Hibiki queries.
"The common-sense stuff be nice to girls protect the ones who need protectin' you know." Majima shrugs.
"Majima-kun you're wonderful I wish I could raise him with a daddy like that!" Saki gushes giddily.
"Hey don't be getting' any wise ideas…" Majima furrows his brow at her.
"Hm?" Ryūko perks up at the buzzer of her pager.
"I'm going out." Ryūko announces as she heads out…
"Oh Nami san since you're out…" Yuki approaches.
"Vinegar yeah yeah I know…" Ryūko curtly cuts Yuki off, heading off.
"Excuse me?" The voice calls out as Ryūko perks up at it.
"Huh?" Ryūko turns towards the men around her.
"Are you Nami from club sunshine?" The male asks her.
"Whose asking?" Annoyed, Ryūko raises a brow by it as they all step forward.
"Ah you guys are…" Ryūko realizes as the men draw near…
"Oh Majima have you seen Nami-san?" Youda approaches Majima as Hibiki wanders off, their session for the day ending.
"Nami? Nope." Majima answers.
"I see that's strange she went out for some errands but she hasn't come back yet…" Youda fills him in.
"You know there are other foods outside cold noodles." Ryūko sighs sliding into the booth, crossing her arms over her chest at the scarred man before her stoically slurping said noodles.
"…Food is food appreciate what you have Nami." Kashiwagi scowls at Ryūko.
"Aye aye captain." Ryūko salutes smirking.
"Hahaha!"
"That laugh again…!" Angrily, Goro glares. hearing the crazed cackling continue throughout the club.
"Hey there Majima-kun looks like you're working pretty hard in your seedy little club. How are you doing?" Dubiously, Kanehara smirks sauntering into the club.
"Can't complain I guess. How 'bout you? Your club's losin' fans but you look like you're doing okay." Goro remarks.
"Heh no thanks to you. But now that I look at you, I have to say you look a little concerned is something the matter?" Smirking Kanehara hollers.
"…" Goro glowers at Kanehara.
"Hmm it's almost as if one of your girls has gone missing…" Mischievously, Kanehara remarks.
"You- What have you done with Namie-chan!?" Cross, Goro glares at Kanehara.
"Now now Majima-kun I have no idea what you're talking about. But I told you before didn't I? I always get what I want." Kanehara smirks smugly at Goro.
"You son of a…! If you've hurt her…!" Mad, Majima snarls seethes.
"Majima san calm down!" Yuki tries to stop him however…
"This is what he wants!" Youda adds anxiously.
"The timing is most unfortunate isn't it? If you're not feeling up to it we could always postpone the battle until later…if you get down on your knees and beg for it. How about it?" Kanehara suggests smirking.
"Damn it how slimy can this pond scum get!? What should we do Majima san?" Scowling, Youda curses.
"Let's do battle Majima san!" Seriously, Yuki steps forward fuming.
"Yuki?" Majima raises a brow at Yuki.
"Namie said she refused to let that creep win so neither should we!" Yuki reasons.
"Yuki's right with all of us working together we'll be able to handle a weasel like this!" Ai adds as she too joins in.
"Besides if Namie-san were in our shoes I bet she'd want to stick around and fight!" Firmly, Yuki theows in.
"Ai-chan…Yuki chan…" Majima turns to the two.
"Caving in to a man like this won't do anyone any good! Majima san let's do this!" Yuki tells him.
"Let's win this for Namie's san sake!" Smiling, Ai again adds.
"Alright yeah for Namie!" Majima agrees eager to make her proud.
"Quite the inspiration little speech. It's showtime!" Smirking, Kanehara agrees as the cabaret battle begins…
"So why did you have to put me to deal with the nutjob?" Ryūko scowls getting to the topic at hand as she leans against the booth watching Kashiwagi slurp his noodles.
"Because you have the skills to handle him. How fairs that anyway?" Kashiwagi questions making Ryūko frow, so she has a degree in psychology and sociology, that doesn't mean anything…
"You wouldn't believe the shit I've been forced to deal with." Ryūko grumbles glaring to the side.
"Anyone I should be concerned about?" Kashiwagi furrows his brow.
"Nah not really, some guy said somethings but I ain't letting it get to me." Ryūko waves it off.
"Good." Kashiwagi nods his head in approval.
"Still the crap they say at the cabaret pissed me off…" Ryūko grumbles glaring ahead aggravated.
"Let me guess they were saying they wanted to be stay at home wives." Kashiwagi assumes as he spots said scowl.
"Urgh it's so boring why would you want that? I mean what's more annoying is how happy the guys are about that, tch sexist pigs. They think being some doormat to a guy will grant them eternal happiness." Huffing, Ryūko groans scowling baffled by it, the same thing over and over she needed something exciting in her life.
"Some people just want that Nami." Kashiwagi sighs.
"Anyway any news on Kiryu?" Hopeful, Ryūko asks changing topic.
"He's survived." Kashiwagi reports.
"Thank god." Ryūko whispers bowing her head relief freely flowing through her from the news.
"He'll be fine he's strong." Seriously, Kashiwagi promises her.
"I know that I just…can't help it you know?" Ryūko sighs sadly.
"You grew up together it's only natural." Kashiwagi shrugs.
"Still we aren't here for chit chat as much as I enjoy our talks you want to know the situation." Ryūko asserts her soft smile defaulting to her furrowed features.
"I do…" Kashiwagi confirms.
"Seems he's been hired to put a hit on someone." Ryūko leans back in her soot.
"A hit?" Kashiwagi arches a brow.
"Yeah I think it could be this Makimura person." Ryūko moves oe leg over the other recalling the report Sera had sent her, the photo of the girl…
"So they are going through with that method to get it." Kashiwagi furrows his brow by the thought.
"Or they could be trying something else…" Ryūko raises her finger deciding to play devil's advocate.
"Something else?" Kashiwagi raises a brow at her.
"From my observations, Majima is no killer especially to women. Seems that way of thinking may come in use for us. I think he has sent Majima there knowing that guy that can't kill her to make her feel safe indebted to her supposed saviour her knight in shining armour. So by the end of it she'll be happy to hand the empty space over to him which he would then give to Shimano to return him to the clan." Calmly, Ryūko explains her point to Kashiwagi.
"Shimano isn't the sort to think that tactical." Kashiwagi disputes.
"You sure about that?" Ryūko raises a brow.
"I'm sure." Kashiwagi asserts.
"But it seems perfectly in his nature to come up with something you see on dramas besides it isn't that in depth, there's no backups, no nothing he probably thinks he's being so smart right now like he's one step of the game when he really isn't. I mean come on it really isn't a plan like Kazama sama's. It would suit him." Honestly, Ryūko explains scoffing almost at the thought of that sorta plan being compared to Kazama's tactics…she learnt from the best and even she could see this a mile away…
"This is a gamble you're willing to take?" Kashiwagi raises a brow.
"I'm willing to watch. Intervene is necessary." Resolved, Ryūko asserts.
"And how will you do that?" Kashiwagi demands from her.
"Relax I have a plan, there are two ways this could go way either way if it doesn't go the way Kazama sama dictates then…well we both know what will happen." Happily, Ryūko smiles, a sweet sickly sadistic smile making Kashiwagi furrow his brow by said smile.
"…Ryūko." Kashiwagi furrows his brow at the beaming blonde just as the waitress walks over, check in hand as Ryūko sighs taking out her wallet, paying for said meal.
"How could I possibly lose to these losers!? ME!?" Mortified, Kanehara gawks gapes at the news.
"Club Sunshine ain't even warmed up yet. You had enough?" Majima smirks smugly at him.
"Justice always prevails!" Yuki cheers.
"Namie would be so proud right now!" Ai adds.
"Inconceivable…no, no, no, nooooo! I wasn't supposed to lose! I was supposed to WIN! I haven't taken him down yet!" Kanehara seethes shaking his head at the loss.
"It's okay Kanehara let it go. I stood with you in your pursuit to surpass Tsukiyama-san no matter how single minded and even maniacal things got. I know you'd do anything to achieve that…but it's time to let it go I don't want to see you suffer anymore. Let the weight fall off your shoulders and let's walk out of this. Are you okay with that?" Chika rushes over to her boyfriend's side begging for him to see reason but…
"Chika…don't you mess with me!" Mad, Kanehara raises his voice to her.
"…!" Chika flinches from his words.
"I see why I lost now! It was you, Chika. You were slacking and you didn't do your job!" Kanehara blames Chika.
"I-I would never…" Chika tries to defend herself however…
"It was you not me! I did nothing wrong! I let you be with me because I thought you'd be useful and this is how you repay me!? I don't need you anymore get the hell out of here! I don't ever want to see your face again!" Angrily, he scolds the girl on the verge of tears.
"Chika! This is so wrong! Chika did her best for you…!" Ai speaks out pained.
"SHUT THE HELL UP! YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT!" Snarling, he raises his voice fury flowing through him.
"He wouldn't…" Yuki gasps as he raises his hand to Chika but before he could…
"Oh he would…" Majima steps forward about to intervene oblivious to the door slowly cracking open until…
"H-Huh? H-Hey!" Kanehara cries out baffled by the hand swiftly snatching his wrist.
"It's you…" Chika gasps at the sight of the blonde.
"Namie!" Yuki smiles alongside Ai.
"Geez I leave for an hour or so and come back to all this chaos can't believe you lot had a cabaret battle without me." Mockingly, Ryūko feigns begins hurt hollering at the group before glaring at the boy before her, pulling his arm out of her wrist.
"Namie san…" Chika says shakily shocked to see her.
"You okay?" Ryūko questions blanking Kanehara.
"Y-Yeah…" Shyly, Chika bows her head.
"You…you're meant to…my goons were…" Kanehara begins baffled but…
"Oh those guys that surrounded me here." Ryūko reaches into her pocket taking out something.
"Wha…what's this?" Kanehara eyes the paper presented to him.
"There hospital bill, yeah broke some guy's jaw sure you can fix that." Aloofly, she waves him off after shoving said bill to his chest.
"Y-You…" Kanehara clumsily catches said receipt shocked.
"Come on Chika you can help me unpack." Ryūko turns to Chika.
"O-Okay." Obediently, Chika bows her head as she helps her join the others.
"Hey you can't touch what's…!" Kanehara attempts to reach out when…
"Touch her again and I swear to job I'll rip your throat out." Icily, Ryūko snatches his wrist making him whimper weakly when swearing he heard the crip crunch of bones below…
"E-Eeep!" Kanehara falls flat to his knees crying out from the pain.
"Hey Yuki look what I found!" Ryūko takes out from her bag.
"Vinegar!" Yuki gasps.
"I know right damn Hibiki was going on and on about this vinegar shop finally I found it we won't need to worry about rice anymore." Ryūko gushes over the glass bottle.
"Naaaamiieee san!" Sobbing, Youda cries out, the tears freely falling.
"What's with the tears Youda?" Ryūko raises a brow by the sobbing wreck.
"We thought you died!" Youda continues crying.
"Who the hell said I was dead?" Ryūko scowls.
"This can't be the end of the line for me! How could you possibly understand the pressure I'm under? MAJIMA I won't take this lying down! Come out and fight me!" Mad, Kanehara orders.
"An ugly man to the bitter end." Majima sneers at Kanehara.
"Shut the hell up I don't care about what anyone thinks of me! Nobody's gonna stop me! You're mine Majimaaa!" Mad, Kanehara glares at Majima.
"Fine. But when I win you're not going to go near Namie ever again got that?" Tense, Majima snaps scowling at them.
"Maji…" Ryūko frets furrowing her brow at him the group following the two going on ahead to fight but when they do…
"H-How….how could I go down to a bunch of losers like you? This can't be happening…" Kanehara seethes shaking battered bruised beaten.
"You're the one treatin' everyone like your personal pawns and you call us the losers?" Mad, Majima argues angry.
"I won't accept it I demand we do it over!" Kanehara refuses.
"How pathetic Kanehara…"
"Tsukiyama…san…!" Kanehara jolts up at the striped suited male.
"To think a potful wretch like you was once considered number two among the five stars. I suggest you remove yourself before you cause me any further embarrassment." Tsukiyama stands before the group, his secretary by his side.
"Tsukiyama-san I only wanted to surpass you." Kanehara wheezes holding his stomach squirming.
"Never in a million years now not another word. You are useless and I want you out of my sight. If you don't…I can make some arrangements." Tsukiyama dictates determined.
"Shit…SHIIIITTT!" Scared, said male flees frightened.
"Tsukiyama …" Majima glares at the man before them.
"It's been a while Majima san. My humble apologies if my inept minion actually managed to cause you trouble." Tsukiyama bows to Majima.
"He was your crew wasn't he? You wanna call yourself the boss then you've failed just as hard." Majima scowls at Tsukiyama.
"What can I say? I'm embarrassed. In any event defeating club Venus that's quite a feat Majima-san though I expected noting less from the manager of the Cabaret Grand and his right-hand woman. Kanehara in particular became quite conceited after he got a little power and money. I knew I would have to get rid of him at some point. And you did just that for me Majima san I can't thank you enough. But sooner or later I may have to step in and fight you myself. Call it a gut feeling. I look forward to the day then that I can personally put an end to you along with club Sunshine and the Cabaret Grand. Farewell…" Formally, Tsukiyama explains to Majima before leaving.
"Majima, Namie san…" Chika rushes over.
"Yo Chika chan." Majima greets her.
"You okay?" Ryūko questions concern clear in her tone towards them.
"Y-Yes thank you Namie um…I'm really sorry about Kanehara." Chika bows her head.
"Chika-chan…" Yuki begins…
"Don't apologise for him..." Ryūko asserts.
"Never mind that. Ain't no need for you to apologise but you okay, Chika-chan?" Concerned, Majima queries.
"Not really, I guess. I didn't think he'd say something like that to me. The club's probably going to shut down too. What am I going to do?" Chika frets frowning,
"If you want why don't you come work for us?" Majima offers.
"What?" Chika jolts up at the news.
"Yeah it's a trend that's been working for us." Ryūko agrees.
"We don't got Kanehara so you wouldn't be workin' with your boyfriend anymore and like Kanehara said compared to Venus club sunshine looks a little seedy. The girls and the owner are a pretty weird bunch too and comin' from me, well that's sayin' somethin' but you know I like Sunshine just the way it is workin' here puts a smile on my face. Maybe if you came abroad you'd find yourself smilin' more than you did at the old club too." Majima considers coolly.
"I could work with a smile." Smiling, Chika agrees.
"Yeah maybe tears are a woman's weapon sometimes but I say a smile packs a lot more heat." Majima smirks slightly at the thought.
"Come to think of it I don't think I've smiled in a while. Work, love, both of those should have been a lot more fun. Somewhere along the line I lost all that…I look forward to working with you." Chika confesses.
"Yeah for sure." Ai agrees with Yuki.
"…Thank you!" Chika bows her head to the two.
"And wouldya look at that! Ya smile and it's like the sun just busted through the clouds!" Cheerily, Majima praises her.
"You really think so? That makes me so happy!" Happily, the girl blushes.
"I guess all's well that ends well…" Ryūko claps her hands together.
"Time to celebrate our victory!" Youda declares.
"Good call you guys all did a great job let's pop some corks!" Majima hollers as they all head inside.
"Maybe I bought too much vinegar? Ryūko ponders to herself knelt down at the fridge full of vinegar when the bac door opens to…
"Hey shouldn't you be popping corks with the girls?" Ryūko raises a brow at Majima making his way inside.
"…" Silently, said male stands before her.
"Maji?" Ryūko raises a brow at him.
"…" Silently, she eyes the sullen state of him.
"Hey…what's wrong?" Ryūko questions him concern clear on her furrowed features towards her.
"…I thought…I thought that pompadour prick had…" Majima begins but…
"You think that ass would kidnap me?" Ryūko scoffs at the thought.
"I…I didn't know what to think…" Timidly, Majima confesses making Ryūko grimace guilty.
"Maji it's alright I'm fine I'm here we're okay, I'm safe, you're safe." Resolved, Ryūko reassures Majima, hugging him, noting the timid tremors coursing through him.
"Don't scare me like that again…" Anguished, Majima whispers weakly, his grip tightening around her as she hugs him back pained, internally squirming from the guilt gnawing away at her, unable to keep that promise as she softly sets him down, letting him sleep on the sofa, his head on her lap, brushing his hair back, noting the bags hang heavily under his hues. Smoothly, she slides her lap off as she places her blanket over him, letting him rest for now while she tends to the girls.
*So what do you think of Majima and Ryūko's dynamic now?