Freely, the ashen snow freely falls from the high heavens as Makoto stands above the empty lot as per agreed, spewing smoke into the open air as he soon takes out a familiar watch seeing the hands at the designated time but no Makoto…
"Where the hell'd you go wanderin' off to Makoto?" Softly, Majima whispers to himself taking out a familiar watch waiting for the girl to arrive only to be met by a group of men in black.
"The hell is this? And whose team are you guys on?" Majima tosses his cigarette aside.
"We're Shibusawa family." The man in black introduces himself and his men.
"Shibusawa?" Majima perks up at the name.
"We paid good morning hiring the Kijin Clan. Thanks to you that got us fuck all then we had the added hassle of having to put them in the ground." The man in black complains cross.
"Huh? You guys did Nishitani?!" Majima realizes recalling the shot man smiling to the bitter end.
"You've been a pain in our asses for way too long. We're done with you." The man in black with his troops tells Majima.
"What'd you do with Makoto?" Majima scowls at them.
"She reached out to our boss saying she wanted him to take that land off her hands. We gave her a warm welcome." The man in black assures Majima.
"What? She got in contact with Shibusawa herself?" Majima does a double take at the news.
"Bitter that you got dumped? Heh, the boss is probably serving her up to patriarch Dojima on a platter right now. I tell you women are scary things. She even went out of her way to let us know you'd be here. Said she was tired of you followin' her around like a lost puppy." The man in black smirks smugly.
"Where's she meeting Dojima?" Majima questions.
"Don't see why you'd care. The only place you're going is off this roof and into a little box." The man in black argues.
"She wants me there. Sendin' you clowns here's as good as a formal invitation." Majima huffs.
"What?" The man in black furrows his brow but before he knew it…he and his men were defeated.
"Now…where's the girl!?" Goro demands from him, his men scattered about the rooftop done for.
"Ngh Nghhhh…" The male below groans girting his teeth in agony.
"Where is she!?" Snarling he demands.
"I…I can't…" Pained, he heaves holding his chest.
"Talk quick…or I'll move on to one of your buddies. You'll be too dead to watch what I do to him. I said TALK!" Mad, Majima growls glaring down at the terrified man.
"R-Roppongi…the Sebastian building….rooftop terrace." Terrified, the man gives his answer as next Majima knew he running, ready to save Makoto.
"Hey don't you recognise me?! Say something! Makoto!" Majima begs beseeches the lying figure of Makoto.
"I'm…sorry." Sobbing said girl whimpers weakly as she lies in a pool of crimson currents upon the rooftop of the Sebastian Building, Majima knelt by her side holding her hand as the bodies of many lie behind him.
"Makoto!" Majima stares sadly down at the woman below o the brink of tears almost.
"I couldn't do…anything on my own. I just…caused you…more trouble." Apologetic, Makoto weakly whimpers.
"No that's enough. Please." Pleadingly, Majima begs her to stop talking not to waste energy but…
"L-Listen I'm…so stupid…and naïve. If I had the Empty Lot I thought I could do it…that's all I have." Whimpering, Makoto cries the tears freely falling from her.
"I know. It's all right!" Majima takes her hand squeezing it.
"I had to…" Makoto soon trails off her hand growing colder in Majima's own.
"Dammit please! Somebody help her!" Majima begs beseeches to the high heaves, his hues soon widening when hearing the crips click of heels.
"Ryūko!" Majima stares wide eyed at the blonde who doesn't even bat him an eye, trying to tend to the one, the best way she can. She opens her coat, seeing scarlet spewing staining her attire as Ryūko rips a piece of her sleeve off, applying the correct pressure on the wound.
"What happened?" Sera's stern severe voice calls out to his pupil as Majima turns to the man with the case of sorts helping him up.
"She's been shot get her downstairs. We can't let her die." Robotically, Ryūko report, her tone cold clinical even as Sera nods while his men surround Makoto.
"Where you takin' her?" Majima demands as Ryūko grabs his arm pulling him back.
"Where do you think?" Tense, she snaps scowling at the moron.
"Relax you're coming too. If you want to help the girl…trust us that is." Sera softly assures the distressed Majima.
"Unless you're still deluding yourself into thinking you can be her knight in shining armour." Aloofly, Ryūko remarks watching the girl be taken out.
"Makoto can you hear me? Don't die! Please don't die!" Tearfully, Majima pleads clinging to her side, tears threating to fall as she is put on the stretcher, oxygen mask on as he rushes through the hallway with the paramedics heading straight to the operating room where Majima is forced to stop, the doors slamming shut on him.
"I'll do anythin'. Revenge, you name it. Whatever you want. So please. PLEASE…" Pleadingly, Majima begs beseeches as he slams his hands down on the slammed shut doors, slowly sliding down to his knees crying his heart out as he vows it.
Ryūko stoically stares at the sobbing wreck, shaking her head at the fool for letting her in, for letting him feel such things, as useful as it was for Ryūko she couldn't help but be baffled by the fool for allowing such feelings to get the best of him.
Her heels click coldly against the desolate hallway bleached floor, her nose twitching at the stench of bleach. Silently, she places her hand on his shoulder making his browns meet her hues of blue awkwardly staring down at him, having no real clue what to say or really do. Before she knew it, he had lurched forward towards her taking her aback as she seemingly freezes flinches from the sharp sob he soon spews out, wrapping his arms around her legs, clinging to her horrified stone statue self. She stares down at the man weeping her, hugging her as she awkwardly pats his shoulder, having no real clue how to help in this situation…
"How long's it gonna take?" Impatiently, Majima demands sat down on the bench after managing to convince him to do so, not wishing to explain whatever that was before…
"As long as is necessary unless you want her to bleed out." Obnoxiously, Ryūko remarks, leaning against the white wall of the hallway just as the ruby red light glowing goes out and the door opens.
"I…Is she outta surgery? How is she?" Impatiently, Majima bothers the surgeon.
"I'm sorry sir but who are you?" The surgeon frowns at Majima.
"The guy who brought her in." Goro growls.
"Goro give her some room." Sternly, she places her hand on the man's shoulder softly pushing him back ignoring his glare.
"If you could give us a report of Makoto we would appreciate it greatly," Politely, Ryūko asks the surgeon, stretching her arm out stopping Majima from getting too close to the surgeon.
"Well good news. The surgery was a success however she is yet to regain consciousness. She may wake in an hour, or a week or never." The surgeon reports.
"What?" Majima scowls.
"She did get shot Majima. I take it we can take her then." Ryūko assumes astonishing Majima.
"Take her!?" Mad, Majima turns to sharply scowl at Ryūko, not batting an eye to him.
"Yes. That's the latest status Sera-san." The surgeon turns to him bowing.
"Sera…" Majima turns to him.
"Majima. Makoto Makimura needs to be moved. It's not safe here. If the Dojima family learns she's alive, it's a given they'll come try to finish the job. Too risky here." Honestly, Sera tells him.
"So where you takin' her?" Majima questions him.
"Somewhere with more defence than this. The doctor's coming too. Will you be joining us?" Sera enquires.
"Sit around and wait for her to wake up? I can't help her here. Sera Makoto's yours. I've got somthin' I gotta do in her place. She's in too deep as it is and I ain't about to let the darkness take her. Long as the Dojima family's around. She'll be a target, even if she does wake up. Screw that. I'm gonna put an end to it all." Determined, Majima declares making Ryūko scowls.
"Majima you can't be serious!" She scowls at the idiot.
"You'd die just to take a run at Dojima's life?" Sera scowls.
"You look after her too doc. Whatever it takes you get her back awake." Majima tells her.
"Majima do you comprehend how selfish you're being right now?" Baffled, Ryūko demands from him.
"It's for Makoto." Majima asserts almost attempting to defend himself.
"Oh for…Makoto would want you alive not dead!" Ryūko states the fact firmly.
"She told me…" Majima begins but…
"She was angry that her brother was murdered when she's in that mindset you can't reason to her. She's deluded." Deadpanned, Ryūko curtly cuts him off, furious at herself for not knowing of her brother's demise for letting him meet with her when she was in such a state.
"She ain't deluded!" Defensively, Majima argues.
"She is, you're being just as delusional as her right now!" Ryūko snaps scowling at the idiot.
"Why the hell do you care? You ain't my caretaker anymore!" Agitated, Goro growls at her his fist shaking quivering quaking.
"…Eh?" Ryūko blurts out.
"I know. I know you came to spy on me! I ain't your problem anymore!" Angrily, Goro glares at the baffled Ryūko.
"Majima!" Ryūko calls out to him but he brushes her off, his back to her as he heads off to his grave…
"Hey Kiryu, you know a guy named Goro Majima?" Akira asks Kiryu as the two converse in the Empty Lot still searching for Makoto…
"I've heard the name but never met him. Why, what about him?" Kiryu furrows his brow befuddled.
"He's looking for Ryūko." Akira answers.
"Ryūko?" Kiryu jolts up.
"He stormed the Kazama family office and beat the crap out of Kashiwagi-san one on one." Akira reveals to him.
"Kashiwagi-san lost?" Kiryu does a doubletake.
"Guess who Majima came to see next." Akira crosses his arms over his chest.
"…You lose too?" Kiryu assumes.
"Honest truth is I didn't stand a chance. He wasn't even looking for me, Ryūko brought him in and he just…pissed me off." Annoyed, Akira clicks his tongue tense.
"Nishiki…" Kiru furrows his brow at Akira.
"Turns out he was looking for Makoto was meat to protect her…If it weren't for Ryūko intervening I don't know if I would be breathing." Bluntly, Akira admits annoyed at the thought.
"A guy like that isn't someone to take lightly." Kiryu exclaims.
"It's like she has some hold over him or something….I just hope she's okay. A slimy guy like that…" Tense, Akira sneers scowling repulsed almost as Kiryu furrows his brow at his brother.
"Ryūko is strong she can take care of herself." Kiryu reasons just as his pager goes off.
"What is it?" Akira asks him.
"It's Ryūko." Kiryu recognises the number.
"Ryūko!? Is…Is she alright?" Alarmed, Akira asks anxiously.
"That's what I'm about to find out." Kiryu brushes past Akira entering a phone booth to do so.
"Kiryu? How you doing?" Ryūko asks him concern clear in her tone.
"Yeah I'm fine what about you?" Kiryu asks as he notes Akira's hovering form frantically eyeing the two.
"I'm fine I heard what happened to Tachibana…I'm at Chen-san's restaurant we need to talk, can you come over?" Ryūko requests.
"What's this about?" Kiryu furrows his brow befuddled.
"I'll tell you when you get here…and be careful, the hunt's still on for you." Ryūko warns him as he nods his head going to so as Akira continues his search for Makoto…
"Kiryu your guest is over there." The old man warmly welcomes Kiryu to his establishment gesturing to the blonde by the corner.
"Good to see you're still alive and kicking." Ryūko smiles weakly at him.
"I was sorry to hear about Tachibana-san. To suffer so then not eve get the chance to see his sister…but I know you did your utmost to help him. I speak for all little Asia's resident when I say thank you." The old man sighs sadly bowing his head to Kiryu.
"Please don't…I couldn't do anything. I haven't earned anyone's thanks." Pained, Kiryu bows his head.
"As noble as ever I see…" Smirking, Ryūko remarks as Kiryu approaches her.
"There's no time to talk here what do you have?" Kiryu takes a seat.
"You can take it easy that's what Sera wanted to tell you." Ryūko reports taking a seat opposite him.
"Huh?" Kiryu blurts out.
"Makoto Makimura was shot by Dojima's men. She's past the worst of it post-surgery but her condition's still unstable. Sera had hoped to meet with you but he wanted to stay by her side till she woke up." Ryūko summarises said woman's condition.
"What…happened?" Kiryu furrows his brow lost as Ryūko sighs leaning in, readying herself to fill Kiryu in…
Silently, Majima makes his way through the streets of Kamurocho heading straight towards Dojima HQ or so he had hoped…
"Hold up, hold up. You ignoring us?" A familiar cocky brat bellows as Majima stops turning to frown at the familiar boy with his other two friends from before beating the crap out of the down and out Majima.
"Did you forget who we are?" Arrogantly, another of his friends query as the three approach Majima.
"If you think you can just ignore us…maybe we better beat your ass again!" The bailiff one of the three suggests smirking. They all laugh at the memory while Majima simply stares.
"When you see us you bow your head fool ad to warm us up let's have your wallet little guy." The leader with slicked black hair stretches his arm out to the taller Majima.
"…" Silently, Goro glares.
"What is it? Too busy pissing your pants to talk?" Tauntingly, the leader sneers smirking laughing beofre being bashed in the face thrown back beofre being kicked off the ground.
"Son of a…!" Angrily, his mate calls out only to falter from the swift jab to his stomach, saliva spews out as he crumbles to his knees holding his gut in agony. Terrified the final member tries to escape but soon bows before Majima.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He bows his head to the ground before being kicked in the face, all three of them defeated as a crowd form around Majima standing over the three.
"What the hell are you picking on street trash for, Majima-chan? You really got time to be playing around? You found the girl yet?" Sagawa with his troops approach him.
"I ain't playin' I got someplace I need to be right now." Majima turns to leave.
"Yeah and where's that?" Sagawa asks him.
"The Dojima family." Majima answers.
"Dojima family? Hey what's your game? They for the girl in there?" Sagawa questions him.
"Makoto Makimura's down shot by a Dojima Family Hitman." Majima reports to Sagawa.
"What?" Sagawa says shocked.
"You go tell patriarch Shimano the Empty Lot's nobody's land now. It's lost in the shadow." Sneering, Majima tells Sagawa.
"Hey I need answers here Majima! Precise ones! The girl! She's dead!?" Sagawa shouts snatching the unimpressed Majima by his collar but…
"Get yer hand off me. I'm done takin' orders." Unfazed, Majima orders Sagawa.
"Are you…" Sagawa's hues narrow at Majima.
"Leave the girl alone. Anybody makes another move on her, even if its patriarch Shimano himself, I'll be there." Goro glares at Sagawa.
"So wait you're headed to Dojima's office. You gonna take Dojima out by yourself? That girl's drive you off the deep end Majima-chan! You've got the eye of a mad dog!" Smirking, Shimano hollers watching the man head off dead set on the task at had.
"Son of a bitch finally busted outta his cage…" Coyly, Sagawa smirks watching him head off, dead set on ending things.
"…So she's not blind anymore." Kiryu concludes said story.
"Her eyes can detect light and shadow, not much more better news is though the Dojima family thinks she's dead, they're back to work on the Kamurocho revitalisation project in earnest now meaning she should be safe for the time being." Ryūko explains to Kiryu.
"But that Majima guy know she's alive right?" Kiryu probes.
"Majima how do you…?" Ryūko furrows her brow but…
"He went searching for you beat Kashiwagi at that." Kiryu reveals.
"Yeah I know…" Ryūko grimaces guilt gnawing away at her as the sad sight of Kashiwagi.
"Can he be trusted?" Kiryu questions her, stern brown gazing into stoic blue.
"…Kiryu do you remember I told you I had work to do before all this?" Tentatively, Ryūko leans in brow furrowed.
"Yeah…you didn't say much on the matter though." Kiryu recalls she had been at this work before all this had occurred why bring it up now though?
"My work was watching Majima." Ryūko admits.
"Watching him?" Kiryu furrows his brow.
"Monitoring him." She simplifies, clasping her hands together fiddling with them tense.
"Why monitor him?" Kiryu wiggles a brow befuddled.
"Majima did something in the past. I don't know what but he was wiped from the family for a reason. So when Kazama finds out he's walking the streets of Sotenbori working at the grand, he gets a bit worried, seems this guy is quite the menace so…" Ryūko trails off, it felt like years ago looking back.
"He sent you?" Kiryu catches on.
"Yeah some sprawl about me being able to handle him due to my psychology degree and stuff." Snippily, Ryūko waves her hand dismissively.
"What's this got to do with Makoto?" Kiryu probes puzzled.
"That man was sent to kill Makoto." Ryūko reveals.
"…What? But…" Kiryu reels back by the news.
"Why is he protecting her right? From what I've learned about the man since monitoring him, he seems to have an infatuation with the girl. Either way we made use of this and I can honestly say he won't hurt her, how could he hurt his precious person? But that doesn't matter, what matters is the Dojima family, Shibusawa's no doubt been promoted for handing in Makoto. He's someone to look out for he's never been the type to work out in the open. He's kept quiet and built up his forces patiently due to this he's going to need to make quite the debut of strength as captain now and you're going to be the scapegoat for that Kiryu." Resolved, Ryūko explains to Kiryu attempting to warn him.
"Me?" Kiryu blinks befuddled.
"He's going to need to make an example of you to show his strength and what with you still being on the police radar for that framed murder, not to mention with the trouble you've been causing and as Kazama's poster boy you'd be the perfect target to go after." Ryūko adds.
"Ryūko…" Kiryu whispers softly seeing the genuine worry behind the mask, his friend so often adorned.
"Listen to me if you do lie low for a while until Makoto wakes up Sera can take the empty lot, the Empty Lot is Kazama's san true aim." Ryūko reveals to him.
"What do you mean?" Mystifed, Kiryu furrows his brow.
"What I mean is that he wants to prevent the Dojima family from growing any more powerful. He chose my mentor Sera and the Nikkyo consortium as the counterbalance." Coolly, she tells him.
"And Sera can be trusted?" Tense, Kiryu frowns.
"Yeah he can, Kazama san trusts him just as I do. Hell, Tachibana had intended to turn the Empty Lot over to the consortium as well. The ultimate goal was to thwart Sohei Dojima by establishing Sera as the Tojo Clan's successor instead of him." Honestly, Ryūko informs Kiryu.
"So Kazama-san plans to put Sera at the head of the Tojo Clan? I didn't know Kazama and Sera had that deep of a connection." Kiryu bows his head.
"Neither did I until he told me about my old man and Kazama…" Ryūko tuts tiredly.
"What about your old man?" Kiryu queries.
"Seems Kazama san and he taught Sera the ropes of being a yakuza, he's never forgotten the debt he owes them." Truthfully, Ryūko exclaims to him, it would explain why Sera took her in, taught her after she learned what she could from Kazama.
"Did you know about all of this? About me being framed?" Frowning, Kiryu demands from her.
"Course not, that I was not told or at the least didn't know about. You being involved was the last thing I ha thought to happen…I was sworn to secrecy by Kazama on the plan in general. My main goal was to keep an eye on Shimano's wild card that was all really, regardless Sera has given me his word to find a way to take care of that false murder charge. But for now all we can do is hope for Makoto to wake up." Ryūko scowls at the thought tense.
"Then…there's really nothing I ca be doing?" Kiryu bows his head.
"You've done enough Kiryu if not for you there's no way Makoto would have survived Kamurocho. She's clinging on partially thanks to you." Ryūko tells him.
"The girl…where is she now?" Kiryu asks Ryūko.
"Sera had her moved from the hospital to a ship docked in Tokyo Bay at Shibhura she's there. Can't risk Dojima finding out she's still alive." Ryūko exclaims to him.
"Shibhura…?" Kiryu perks up at the name.
"I'd tell you to as your friend I'd tell you to leave Kamurocho and lie low for a while but as someone who knows you, you're not going to turn away are you?" Ryūko assumes.
"…" Silently, Kiryu bows his head.
"Look I'm going to be honest with you, Sera doubts this possibility but it is still one I believe could happen with him waning to make an example out of you, Shibusawa could also try to bring the whole Kazama family down with you." Ryūko tries to warn him.
"What?" Kiryu's hues widen when hearing her words.
"He's captain now he's going to try to make quite the debut to assert that dominance he may even try to go find the boat Makoto is on and attack just to make sure she's dead for it all to work out. So be on your guard. Both of you." Seriously, she tries to forewarn him.
"We will." Kiryu promises.
"Good…now if you'll excuse me." Ryūko stands up from her seat.
"What are you going to do?" Kiryu asks her.
"Fix shit like usual." Unapologetic, Ryūko asserts as she smirks and heads off, praying she makes it on time, praying she can stop someone from crossing that dreaded line.
"Wha-Who the hell are you!?" Alarmed, the group of men in suits stare stunned at the man casually saunter in, leaving body after body as he goes about his way…
"I'm Makoto's special delivery…a hitman who's gonna get in your shit!" Snarling, Majima roars at the terrified men as next the men knew…
"ARGH!" Loudly, Goro growls snarls slamming his fist into three Dojima soldiers swiftly throwing them across the table as they are easily beaten.
"Like roaches to the slaughter…it'll take more than a few bugs to stop me!" Majima swears snarling at the terrified men.
"This guy's got a screw loose. He's crazy!" A frighted man in black bellows.
"You don't stand a chance boy!" One of the higher ups roars.
"You fucks don't even add to my body count. Now outta my way you meat sacks!" Screeching, he yells as he takes on each and every Tojo member making his way up…
"Kiryu, they're Dojima family and I'd say they came ready to kill every Nikko man on that boat you think the two of us can do this." Nishiki asks as the two get out of the car, staring at the boat before them and the men in black, armed and ready for anything.
"Shibusawa's out, Kiryu be on guard." Nishiki advises as he sees said male exit out of his limo.
"Shibusawa... Shibusawa!" Kiryu roars out but the man doesn't bat an eye at Kiryu as the attack begins, his men charging straight towards the boat firing at any masked people they can with the Nikkyo employees doing all they can to push them back. Shibusawa dismisses his fallen allies as they are shot down while he makes his way up making his way onto the boat.
"You get to play with us first Kiryu!" The mobs of men in black line up eager to be in body bags…
"Son of a…" Kiryu begins but soon stops at the roar of an engine, the two turn to the trucks rushing in, men with Molotov at the ready throwing them between both Akira and Kiryu as wall of fierce flames erupts between them, their eyes widen when we turn to find…
"Nishikyama, Kiryu, get after Shibusawa on that boat! This trash on the pier is the Kazama family's!" He orders as the trucks unload those of the Kazama family armed and ready rushing head straight into battle with Kiryu and Nishiki joining in, eager for the fight ahead…
"Ex Shimano Family, Goro Majima…Taiga "18 Counts" Seajima's sworn brother. Heh the two of you are some real nostalgic shit." Smirking, Awano stands before Majima making his way inside.
"Finally a face I recognise…" Majima huffs at the man before him.
"Dojima Family Lieutenant Awano. Maybe you've seen me around?" Awano introduces himself.
"Yeah kinda sad to see a guy like you end up as a meat shield for a guy like Patriarch Dojima." Majima admits.
"You here to take revenge for the girl? Ha. You rolled up to the lion's den, punched your way through Dojima HQ just for that? Guess the thought of livin' wise never crossed your goddamn mind." Awano assumes amused.
"A yakuza tryin' to live the safe and comfy life is the only dumbass in the room." Majima rebukes.
"The age we're living in cash money is the true king. Yakuza gotta adapt to that and evolve, Hardly matters if your philosophy or mine's the right one. Bottom line is, you're a goddamn dinosaur." Awano states the fact firmly.
"If that's what ya really think, why don't ya come try me 'stead of wastin' both our time with sorry excuses? Save ya the trouble of justfyin' your weak ass way of livin' through that smarmy-ass grin." Majima gets into a fighting stance.
"Maybe you're right. Every time I come across a guy like you…a red bloodied type? My brain starts spinning up the speeches. Nrah….gold, women, expensive liquor…they're all bullshit. The ink o my back's faded half to hell in the time I spet lost in the easy life. I got my start 'cause I liked hitting people. I didn't fight 'cause I was pissed at the other guy. I fought 'cause I liked beating on a guy's face. I was in the yakuza mint but somewhere along the line, getting' bloody started feeling like a pain in the ass. I figured out that bein' the smart guy takin' baths in his catch was a helluva lot easier. 'Course…living the easy life ain't always half as much fun.
Lucky you. Least you'll get to enjoy the end then. The Empty Lot had you bastards droolin' like animals and you tore Makoto to pieces over it. I ain't lettin' her get hurt on account of yer bullshit again. I'm endin' all this tonight, right here. Don't you worry…I'll be sedin' all yer little Dojima family buddies along…to meet you in hell!
"Kiryu I'll deal with them you deal with the big guy, end this civil war. It's all you from here!" Akira calls out firing bullet after bullet at the brawlers blocking their way, firing bullet after bullet beofre Akira takes cover with Kiryu telling him the plan.
"Nishiki!" Pained, Kiryu furrows his brow.
"Don't worry I'll be fine. Just keep Makoto safe for. If you don't hurry Shibusawa's gonna kill her!" Akira reminds Kiryu holding his shoulder briefly.
"Still…" Kiryu furrows his brow eying his wound.
"Get outta here! GO! If we don't stop him here, how are we gonna face Kazama san again? How ae we gonna face Ryūko!? She sent us out here cause she trusted us with Makoto's life….Or Tachibana when the time comes. If Shibusawa's gonna get his face caved in, it's gotta be you. You go and finish him! You better have Shibusawa laid out by the time I get there." Haughty, Nishiki roars at him the pair of them sharing a look fo determination.
"All right." Determined, Kiryu nods and goes on ahead leaving Nishiki to it.
"Majima…Goro Majima." Awano heaves, flat on the ground, scarlet spewing out of his battered, bruised beaten form.
"A goddamn shame if you hadn't gotten swept up in the glitz those fists coula taken ya to the top. You had that potential no doubt." Disappointed, Majima admits.
"The longer…this yakuza shit…goes…y start…to see it a little too clear…where you stand in it. long as guys like Kazama are around…guys like me…won't even get a sniff…of the top. But maybe…maybe if I was more like you…more of a balls fist idiot maybe then…" Awano smirks strained, staring at the man towering over him.
"I ain't exactly been the oblivious fool myself. But lately…I seen a fair few guys lived like idiots and they died like idiots. But that batshit crazy lifestyle…I'd say it made 'em some of the finest bastards I've ever known." Majima furrows his brow by the thought of Lee, of Nishitani…
"Lucky…you lucky fuck." Awano smirks at him just as he notes the doors behind him slowly open to a familiar assassin, his gun aimed right t Majima's back as before Majima knew it, Awano had lunged forward just as the trigger was pulled.
"Awano!? You!" Mystified, Majima gawks at the man before him stretching his arms out acting as a wall for Majima taking bullet after bullet dealt to him by the hitman.
"The hell you doing…? Two guys in here talkin' 'bout serious shit…outsiders like you can stay the fuck outta it!" Incensed, Awano roars lunging at the hitman however he soon stops faltering from the sharp spikes of his blades being impaled into his sides swiftly ending him, as the hitman tosses Awano to the side as if he were but a bug…
"Ever expected Shimano's little project to come back around and try to bite me. Majima. You've gone and waste Awano. Now I gotta cap Shimano too. You're a pain in the ass." Dojima tuts staring down at Awano before glaring at Majima.
"Sohei Dojima!" Goro glares at the man responsible for it all.
"The man beofre you is the most expensive hitman in Asia. Long as I've got the cash and access to him, I can any life I choose. That's what real power is." Dojima introduces his right hand to Majima.
"Both of you…I don't care what happens, I ain't stoppin' till you're dead. I gotta…or that girl will never be free." Firmly, Majima vows.
"Lao Gui don't get careless." Dojima warns his assassin as he turns his back to the two.
"I'm draggin' you to hell's deepest ditch, Dojima!"
Majima roars as the doors slam shut leaving Majima to deal with the assassin as angry Majima lurches forward, narrowly dodging said spikes throwing his way. The two then lunge at one another, Majima going for a strike however the assassin easily takes his shoulder, swiftly leaping over Majima turning his head glaring at the assassin he would deal with…for Makoto's freedom!
"You've got no choice now. Do it. Kill me Kiryu. Follow in…Shintaro Kazama's footsteps and become a true…Yakuza…"
"Stop! Don't do this! You can't Kiryu!" Screaming, Akira lunges forward, wrapping his arms behind Kiryu's large frame, grabbing his arms stopping Kiryu's bloodied hands shaking thirsty for vengeance as shocked, Kiryu's browns meet his hues.
"Nishiki?" Surprised, Kiryu stares at them, removing his hand from Akira's shaking almost disgusted and ashamed of the blood now smeared upon him.
"You're better than this! You're better than that scumbag! You can't cross that line…you cross it once and you can never go back! What does killing this guy get you? A lot of nothing!" Nishiki pleads to him.
"You're…" Kiryu begins pained.
"Don't go getting ahead of me…brother! Hold out! Someday…if the time ever comes where you have to cross that line then I'll cross it with you. Don't do reckless shit alone!" Anguished, Akira vows to his blood brother.
"Nishiki…." Kiryu stops himself staring down at the battered beaten but most of all alive Shibusawa.
"What the fuck!?" Flabbergasted, Dojima gawks gapes as the door is swiftly slammed open by a roaring Majima throwing the body of Dojima's dutiful assassin at it, almost like a battering ram.
"We ain't done by a long shot asswipe!" Angrily, he grabs said assassin's head pleading begging for him to stop as he slams his knee into his face furiously, scarlet streams stemming down his battered, beaten, broken nose. Terrified, Dojima dives to his draw reaching clumsily for the gun however his single aim does nothing, a mere brisk breeze brushes through Majima stopping his attack, not even batting an eye to Dojima, his back turned to him.
"You can wait your damn turn. I'll just be a sec. You get to go next." Growling, Goro vows terrifying Dojima.
"Majima!" Mad, Dojima aims his gun about to finish the mad dog but beofre he can, crimson gushes out of his hand making him drop the gun.
"That's enough Majima." A familiar voice calls out as Majima halts his attack at the assassin turning towards the figure standing tall and proud before Dojima…
"HAAADAA!"
"Apologies for the wait I just got off with my boss you see…hey Maji you really gonna kill these guys?" Casually, Ryūko quirks her head to the side towards the glaring glowering beast before her holding the assassin's head looking ready to squash it like some watermelon.
"Damn straight. Long as they're around that girl's a target. She will be all her life. Only one way to end it…is if I kill 'em right here and now! Killin' them it's gotta be me…Not Makoto." Mad, Majima snarls slamming the assassin's head down to the ground dropping it as he turns to glare glower at the terrified Dojima.
"When she learns what you've done, it will hurt her." The soft sound of heels clicking echoes as she saunters so easily over to the table, leaning back against it, her gun behind her back as she talks to the beast so many fear.
"What?" Majima turns to furrow his brow at her.
"She may thank you, she may apologise. But eventually, she will suffer for it." Simply, she shrugs sauntering over to him, hands behind back.
"How!?" Goro glares glowers at the bored blonde not in the least disturbed by the scarlet smeared state of the man, some of it his, most of it not with purple and blue bruises littered all over him.
"Her hands may be clean but only because yours are soaked in blood. She'll know it. There's no way in this life to repay someone for killing on your behalf. Do you intend to saddle her with the debt she can never repay?" Softly, she asks as she takes his bloodied battered beaten fists, scarlet smeared all over as they easily coil around her smaller, paler, cleaner hands not a stain of iron shown despite the scarlet smears on his hand onto hers however she simply squeezes said hands, his beady brown gazing into her baby blues.
Quietly, he silently slides his hands off hers as he takes out his tanto, drawing out his blade before the assassin smiling nervously, laughing anxiously at the blade being drawn despite the scarlet spewing form his broken busted nose as the two towers over him.
"This…son of a whore!" Mad, Majima roars raising the tanto slamming it into the side of the assassin's face not nicking him not even hitting him, hitting the tiled floor below as Majima crouches down glaring down at the man below with Ryūko standing over him.
"So what the hell am I s'posed to do then!? If even killin' this scum ain't enough to save her…what am I s'posed to do!?" Distraught, Majima demands from Ryūko, his hand shaking quivering quaking around the handle of the tanto.
"It's over Majima. Makoto's awake. As we speak my family and Kashiwagi are escorting her to the hospital." Softly, she places her hand on his shoulder crouching down looking up at him.
"Makoto's awake?" Astonished, he turns to look down at her.
"She's awake it's over Maji." Smiling, she squeezes his shoulder nodding her head confirming it.
"W-What the hell are you talking about? The girl…she's alive? Impossible! Then the Empty Lot…what happed to the land?" Dojima demands making Ryūko frown from his words.
"Didn't I tell you, I just had a call from my boss, Makoto signed the papers over to him and everything. My boss told me to tell you his asking price is one hundred billion but he's happy to discuss those terms, oh you may know my boss by Sera." Smirking, she stands turning to Dojima.
"What the!?" Taken aback, Dojima gawks at the news.
"The age of the Dojima Family has ended." Firmly, Ryūko announces almost proud.
"…Damn you Hada you will pay for this!" Tense, Dojima growls glaring at her holding his hand.
"Sure, sure. Still the Kamurocho's revitalization project's vast profits belong to the holder of the Empty Lot. The Dojima family has enjoyed unrivalled power within the Tojo Clan but that changes now." Easily, she briskly brushes him off, gun in hand.
"Why should I care!? You're really tellin' me not to kill these two?" Tense, Majima glares at the assassin and Dojima.
"We'll need the assassin he's killed multiple people on Dojima's orders. His testimony could end Dojima overnight. My employer has already informed the police of that." Tiredly, Ryūko points to the assassin with her gun.
"So what? You gonna just hand him over to the cops and call it a day!?" Goro glares at the bored blonde.
"Please you think my boss is that benevolent? That I'm that benevolent. The Nikkyo consortium will take custody of him, The Tojo Clan's Dojima Family it's largest force…is bridled now by this insurance policy. Besides which seems more fitting? Giving that man a quick death now or letting him live out his days in the hole you left?" Ryūko crosses her arms over her chest arching a brow at him.
"…" Goro glowers at the blonde before him.
"Makoto is safe she will never be threatened by the Dojima Family again. You really were her knight in shining armour." Amused, Ryūko remarks.
"Spare me the pretty speech. You just used me to do yer dirty work. Same as Patriarch Shimano did." Disgusted, Majima sneers scowling at the blonde, her hue twitching briefly by his words.
"See me as you see fit. Not my fault you're so damn predictable." Pointedly, Ryūko deadpans unaware of Dojima and the assassin's own look of astonishment at her words.
"Tch…" Mad, Majima brushes past Ryūko turning to storm off but…
"Majima there's still one more matter Sera needs you to do." Ryūko calls out to him.
"Hm?" Majima turns to her scowling.
"Take responsibility for betraying the Tojo Clan." Curtly, she flips the gun she had in her hands over to Majima.
"The hell?" Majima stares stunned at the gun, slowly taking it.
"You think we wouldn't know about his little ploy?" Playfully, she smirks smugly at the scowling Majima turning on his heel and leaving, leaving Ryūko to clean up the mess he left behind.
"Sagawa…" Majima perks up at the sight of the man leant against the inn hallway wall.
"Here to see brother Shimano?" Sagawa assumes as he smokes silently to himself.
"He's in there right? I gotta talk to him." Majima questions.
"My bro's talking to the head of the Omi Alliance headquarters." Sagawa reveals.
"The head of Omi HQ's here?" Majima raises a brow by the news.
"They're hammering out the details of the Omi's big Tokyo debut." Sagawa tells him softly smoking with his abandoned hand.
"Well I got bad news. The Empty Lot's the Nikkyo consortium's now. No room left in Kamurocho for you guys to weasel in." Majima remarks.
"Oh. Well then after you cap Shimano I guess everything ends up nice and tidy huh?" Sagawa eyes the gun as Goro's grip tightens around.
"Hey…we had fun right? All things considered. Put through hell by a blind little girl and this's where it wound us up but still. Life's a crazy ride like that, huh?" Sagawa smiles sadly staring up at the ceiling above.
"Majima?" Shimano says surprised to see said male, slide open both doors either side of him as he enters the room.
"Boss Sera from the Nikkyo…he asked me to give ya a message." Majima makes his way inside the room.
"Yeah?" Shimano responds.
"Somewhere in the Tojo Clan…there's a traitor working with Kansai. He wants the guy trying to sell the Empty Lot to the Omi Alliance found…and he wants the Shimano family to do it." Majima makes his way over to Shimano's side.
"You gonna walk in here and talk like that to me Majima?" Shimano demands glaring up at Majima.
"Sera…he wants to believe you're innocent. But he's gonna need proof." Majima aims the gun at Shimano.
"Ain't that some shit?" Shimano huffs.
Silently, Shimano stares up at Majima.
Majima stares back.
"As for me…Majima crouches down placing the gun down on the table.
"Whatever happens I'm still a family man." Majima stands straightening himself.
"That bein' the case…you'd be willin' to die for me right?" Shimano takes the gun aiming it at Majima.
"Yes. But I have one request, tell my bro Saejima please tell him I said I was sorry." Straight faced, Majima requests as after a moment of pause, Shimano smirk turning the gun over to the Head of the Omi opposite him.
"He's got my answer." Annoyed, Shimano sighs plopping the gun down, not batting an eye to the scarlet smear from the body below as Majima stares at it.
"Pass it on to Sera. The Empty Lot and the head of the Omi HQ ain't got a damn thing to do with me." Shimano orders Majima.
"B-Boss…" Majima says shocked still baffled that wasn't his body on the floor.
"Lemme drop some wisdom. If all ya care about's climbin' the ranks, ya gotta be think' one step ahead. But if ya wanna look down from the top…it's the endgame that matter. Rulin' the world don't mean shit if you lost it the next day." Shimano explains as he stands up from his seat.
"Kazama and the Nikkyo's time won't last long. Ten years from now it's gonna be the Shimano Family callin' the shots. After all I got a weapon like Goro Majima on my side. They say if ya really love yer kid send him out to see the world. Wouldn't ya say Majima?" Smirking, Shimano clasps his shoulder as the two leave…
"Hey Kiryu you wanna explain this!?" Loudly, Nishiki complains as he rushes into the bar, Kiryu and Ryūko raising a brow at the animated Akira diving in.
"Come now Nishikiyama-kun no need for theatrics." Tiredly, Ryūko takes a sip out of her rum and coke.
"For real…you're going back to the Dojima Family seriously!?" Nishiki smiles excited for him.
"You are!? Why didn't you tell us this!" Tense, Ryūko anxiously agrees.
"You went and saw Kazama today right? Did you tell him about this?" Nishiki questions.
"Yeah I told Kazama-san a little while ago. He said I should stay a civilian. He doesn't think I'm cut out for the Yakuza. He said part of why he sent me to Tachibana was to get me out of the Yakuza and into a real job." Kiryu explains to him.
"He always says that, he said that to me about five times." Grumpily, Ryūko recalls grumbling at the reminder of the nagging headache he would give…she loved him truly she did but she did not need him asking about her relationships and future, she barely knew what to tattoo on her back as it were…
"He does it cause he cares besides no doubt he wants grandkids soon." Smirking, Nishiki brings up making Ryūko groan.
"Uuurghh….why don't you get cooking you love talking about women!?" Ryūko accuses annoyed pointing at him.
"And despite that, you're going back anyway." Nishiki huffs shrugging Ryūko off trying to change topic.
"Slick escape there Nishiki," Ryūko's hues twitch tiredly at the ass she grumbles it under her breathe, taking a sip of her drink. Reina softly smiles at Ryūko's childish pout.
"I mean fine, but at least join up with the Kazama family, man. You go back to the Dojima family after screwing them that hard. They're gonna tear you to shreds man…" Nishiki brings up trying to warn him.
"Might as well get it over with." Kiryu shrugs.
"I don't know if you can apply this to the band aid argument." Anxiously, Ryūko argues.
"I'm serious though. Think this thing through." Nishiki agrees as anxiously as Ryūko.
"No…I feel like this is the first thing I need to do to square things up right. Through this whole ordeal I saw a lot of people try to set things right. It blew me away man. Not just Yakuza, civilians too. It really drove home how green I am." Determined, Kiryu tells them.
"Yeah? Makes me wonder though just what it is you, Ryūko and I still don't have?" Nishiki sighs.
"Dunno." Honestly, Kiryu shrugs joining them, having a swig of his drink.
"Well you guys have your tattoos if that helps." Huffing, Ryūko sighs sadly down at her drink.
"You'll find the perfect tattoo all good things take time Ryūko." Reina reassures her.
"I guess…" Ryūko sighs softly.
"Maybe. I don't know but…all it means is I can't run away. If I can do this without running away, then whatever path is left. That's the one I'm meant to walk. I figure, maybe that's how it was for all of them." Kiryu admits to them.
"So your way of finding the right path…is going back to the Dojima family?" Nishiki gathers.
Who could possibly try to tear you to pieces in an instant." Ryūko takes a swig of her drink brow furrowed.
"Yeah. In terms of setting things straight that's the best I've got right now. But, I want to stick it out. Find my own path as a Yakuza. Different from Kazama-san's. Make my own style of Yakuza." Proudly, Kiryu tells them as both Ryūko and Akira share a look lost.
We have no idea what you mean." Bluntly, Ryūko deadpans as Akira nods his head in agreement equally as lost to their friend's revelation, Reina on the other hand smiles softly at the trio.
"Huh? Where's the usual shirt?" Nishiki brings up.
"Oh, right what's going on over here exactly?" Ryūko joins in equally as confused to the new attire.
I think I got this the other day. It spoke to me." Kiryu confesses.
It spoke to you?" Ryūko raises a brow baffled.
"Aw c'mon the stark white was way cooler. That suit was crisp not to mention that suit's cut is already on its way out…" Nishiki gushes animatedly, making both Ryūko and Reina chuckle at the adoration in Nishiki's tone and Kiryu's puzzled look, turning to me for help but I shake my head, leaning back enjoying this too much.
"And it will be hard to get bloodstains out of it." Ryūko points out.
"Look it's just not you, you know?" Nishii huffs.
"Not me, huh?" Kiryu exclaims.
"You're just jealous this one is better." Ryūko remarks playfully elbowing Akira.
"Eh?" Playfully, Akira glares at the smirking Ryūko.
"Maybe but from now on. I'll decide what "me" is." Kiryu reasons set on his path perplexing the two still lost by his words.
"Look, I'll grant you that joining up with whatever family is your call whatever. But when it comes to picking a suit, you oughta take your damn friend's advice! How about Black? Can't go wrong with a sharp black suit." Nishiki suggests whining.
"I'm not feeling black or white these days. This is where I'm at right now. I chose it myself. I'm making a fresh start." Kiryu decides.
"Fine, fine. See if I care, wear it the rest of your life…" Pouting, Nishiki huffs making Reina and Ryūko both snicker.
"Aww is Nishiki pouting, Reina come over here and comfort your little Yakuza." Teasingly, Ryūko drapes her arm around Akira, calling out to Reina smiling shaking her head at the two.
"O-Oi! I see how it is. You two ganging up on me like this. Goin' all cool guy on me." Red faced, Nishiki blushes.
"Nishiki, Ryūko …I've really racked up the debt I owe you both." Guilty, Kiryu bows his head making Nishiki and Ryūko both glance at one another lost to one another as we turn to him.
"Wha…what is this crap?" Confused, Nishiki questions him.
"Are you high?" Ryūko ask quirking her head to the side.
"If it takes me the rest of my life I'll pay you back." Firmly, he promises.
"What are you babbling about? Ryūko?" Nishiki turns to Ryūko.
"No idea. Reina did you slip something into Kiryu's glass?" Ryūko questions her.
"N-No…" Surprised, she says furrowing her brow at Kiryu.
"But sure how 'bout we grab a bite then? Your treat huh?" Nishiki offers.
"S-Sure…" Kiryu bows his head.
"At Kamurocho's finest steak house!" Excited, Ryūko raises her hand deciding it as she stands up.
"Y-Yeah but…" Kiryu begins bowing his head sheepishly.
"What?" The two turn to him.
"I uh…don't have much cash on me…" Meekly, he reveals as she slams her hand down on the counter about to call bull.
"You ass! Start walking!" Nishiki pushes Kiryu to the door.
"While you two do that, Ryūko here can pay her debt." Smoothly, Reina slides in confusing Ryūko until she feels her sharp fingertips dig deep into her shoulder, making her cry out in both shock and pain turning fearfully to her dark glare.
"D-Debt!? What debt!? Guys help me!" Wailing, Ryūko calls out to them, but it falls to deaf ears as the guys give her a look of pity well Kiryu does, Nishiki looks at Ryūko smirking cockily with the look of…karma is a bitch before leaving her in Reina's clutches.
"Nishiki you little…!"
"Really!? That's the tackiest jacket I've ever seen! What happed to the classy guy who used to run the Grand?" Sagawa smirks slightly eyeing the short haired stranger before his eyes, wearing a yellow boa print snakeskin blazer, a gold chain, black leather pants, a black leather belt with a silver buckle, black leather gloves, and black steel toed snakeskin dress shoes.
"Get off me. My mind's made up. Right, wrong…nobody's got a clue what the difference is in this town. So I'm gonna have some fun…and live crazier than any of 'em." Resolved, Majima smirks smugly, a crazed glint in his hues.
"Ha! And I had you pegged for the straight and narrow type. Hey I'm all for it." Sagawa smiles stepping off from the wall he leant upon, offering a pack of cigarettes, popping one up.
Slowly, Majima takes it placing it between his lips as Sagawa draws his own one. He reaches over ignoring Majima's cigarette as well as his own as a still silence hangs heavily between both of them, smoke spewing from their respective lips.
"You and I went on one hell of a ride. But now we're colleagues and I've got your back. You ever want to hit up Kansai just drop me a line." Sagawa takes another inhale of said smoke staring up at the bright blue sky.
"I'll have to pass. If I never see your ugly mug for the rest of my my life I'm good." Majima joins him in staring at the serene sky above.
"No doubt. Well we've both got plenty of enemies. Let's see just how much life we've got left." Sagawa lowers said cigarette.
"Guy like you is damn near immortal." Majima scoffs.
"Maybe so." Sagawa smiles.
"Well see ya." Majima takes one more inhale of said cigarettes before turning his back beginning to head off.
"Much obliged Sagawa-han." Majima says his back turned to him in a low whisper.
"Huh? Did I hear that right?" Sagawa raises a brow bemused.
"You never gave up when shit hit the fan. You're tenacity incarnate man. Watchin' you I figured out how important hangin' on really is. So I'll be tenacious too. Goro Majima is gonna live his own way." Majima proclaims proudly smirking, the crazed glint in his hue shimmering shining.
"Go nuts tiger. Catch ya on the flip side Majima-chan." Sagawa smiles strained watching him off as his smile soon falter from the footsteps slowly approaching behind him, noting the hand firmly grab his shoulder.
"Huh. You work fast. Well time to go. Isn't it?" Sagawa smiles at the Omi as next he knew all he saw was black…
"Just leave us alone!" Annoyed, the surgeon snaps scowling at the men bothering her and Makoto, the two in their casual clothes.
"No harm in hearing us out right babe?" Bemused, one of the ruffians argue.
"Say you girls like money right? I know a ton of easy jobs where cuties like you could make some real cash." Coyly, another voice throws in.
"We said NO. Now stop harassing us." Makoto tells them.
"Aw pussycat has her claws out." Smirking, one the ruffians lean in.
"Come on let's just chat over some tea. This way." The man grabs the surgeon's arm.
"Hey let go!" The surgeon snaps trying to pull back but it does nothing as bravely, Makoto lurches forward swiftly slapping him.
"Oh really…ain't that goin' a little too far?" The man growls holding his cheek cross.
"That's called assault lady. You're gonna have to make amends." Annoyed, the other ruffian reminds them.
"I'll hear you out. Alone. She goes free." Makoto orders.
"Interesting!" The yakuza smirks.
"Fine. Run along girly." Grinning, the male dismisses the surgeon.
"Hang on I'll run and get help." She whispers to Makoto before taking off to do so.
"You've got guts kitten. I like a bold lady. How about we head to a hotel and let our fingers do the talking?" Tauntingly, the man leans in eagerly only to be swiftly slapped again.
"Little bitch! I pay you a compliment and that's how you answer!?" Angrily, the male yells only to falter from the quiet footsteps approaching.
"Huh? Oh sir…" Shyly, both boys bow to Majima who doesn't even bat an eye to the two simply staring at Makoto.
"Wh-What is it?" Makoto squirms from his silent stare.
"How'd we do? She's fine isn't she? If we shoot some video of her after we get a turn it'll be good money. In fact you're welcome to join in sir! Sorry girl no more fun and games. You got any idea who this is? Eh? The legendary Maji-" Cockily, the man prompts to the stone faced Majima about to introduce him when he is swiftly slammed into a hard wall by the firm fist of Majima.
"Huh!?" His mate soon screams as he too is swiftly knocked out by Majima as just then the surgeon returns with a man.
"You stay here." The man tells the surgeon.
"But Sensei…" The surgeon tries to argue however…
"Ah Sensei!" Surprised, Makoto perks up at the sight of the doctor.
"Y-You! What have you done to Makoto-san!?" Mad, the man glares at the stoic Majima simply standing there.
"No, not him!" Makoto tries to argue however…
"Get away from her this instant!" Incensed, the man steps forward frowning.
"You've got it wrong! This guy saved me!" Makoto tries to explain but Majima brushes past Makoto draping his arm over the doctor bringing him to the side.
"That your girl?" Majima whispers to him.
"No she's…she's my patient." Politely, he tells him.
"Oh a doctor sensei huh? You love her?" He asks the doctor.
"Wh-What!?" The doctor reels back baffled by rhe question.
"Yes or no?" Sternly, Goro growls.
"It's none of your-" The doctor begins but his fingertips curl into a pair of fidgeting fists.
"Yer fists say that's a yes. But once a man's got his fists up, he's gotta follow through. What'll it be sensei?" Softly, Majima whispers to the doctor.
"If you lay even a finger on her…!" The doctor scowls up at Goro.
"You really wanna fight me doc? Doctors can't be punchin' dudes and a fight ain't the only way to see this through. Man up. Do the right thing. For my sake too." Majima stares down at the doctor.
"For you!?" The doctor reels back befuddled.
"Gimme a goddamn answer already!" Angrily, Majima demands from him.
"She…was blind until recently, you'd never know it to look at her now. She still needs time to adjust to her surroundings.
"And which is it? You fall for her or not?" Goro glares down at the doctor.
"I love her. Not as a doctor to their patient. As a man to a woman." The doctor confesses.
"Ya wouldn't lie to me would ya?" Goro growls at the man.
"I wouldn't. I haven't told her yet but…" The doctor bows his head.
"Then…hurry that shit up. And you better keep her safe. Get it together." Majima tells the doctor before leaving him to it.
"Was everything all right? Did he try anything?" Anxiously, Makoto questions concern clear towards the doctor.
"Not at all. He didn't do anything." The doctor admits.
"I see…that's good. His…his eye was so sad. But sensei what did you two talk about?" Makoto says sadly staring at the fleeting figure's gaudy back.
"Er well…actually are you free? Do you have time to talk? Or no?" Bravely, the doctor asks Makoto.
"Eh? Sure." Makoto agrees as Majima continues on forward through the crowd, his back turned towards the happy couple only then to stop, his hue widening when seeing a familiar blonde simply staring at him, her baby blues meet a familiar hue of brown.
The two seemingly stare at one another as a still silence falls between the two, things seemingly slowing down, so many things wishing to be said, so many things left unanswered but before anything could be said, a voice calls out to the blonde making her turn back to the car, closing the car door as she enters. Unable to look him in the eye as the limo takes off leaving Majima standing still, watching the limo go off on its own way while he himself goes his one way…
So that was Yakuza Zero what did you think of it? What do you think of Majima and Ryūko parting ways? What did you think of their relationship? How do you think Majima feels about Ryūko now? Seriously guys your feedback would mean so much