Chapter 11: The Favor
Tadashi arrived home after his little moment of soul searching.
It didn't make any sense to him. All his life he had followed the rules and was always happy. Now that he was breaking rules, he felt even better. It was the strangest thing.
There was a part of him that never wanted to have that feeling again, and then another that was screaming for more. He was torn.
But, as much as the one part of him didn't want it, he knew he had to break the rules again. He needed more money, and with Mr.S setting up the Krei Bank job, he was going to get that.
He walked in through the back door of the house, and he walked upstairs to find Aunt Cass sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"I got your ibuprofen Aunt Cass," Tadashi said as he walked into the living room.
"Oh thanks honey," Cass said her eyes still glued to the TV. She must've been watching one of her Korean dramas.
Tadashi handed her a pill from the bottle, and a glass of water from the kitchen. She took both and swallowed the pill along with the water. "Thanks Tadashi." She set the glass down on the coffee table in front of her, "I don't know what happened. One minute, I'm serving customers, feeling completely fine, and then the next, my head feels like it gonna explode."
After hearing Aunt Cass said that, Tadashi realized something. Cass was working when she got her headache so she couldn't have been drinking then. Tadashi felt ashamed for thinking such things of his aunt.
"Well then just take it easy," Tadashi replied.
"I was actually about to go to bed."
"It's like eight o'clock."
"Well when you turn thirty, you'll understand that you better enjoy sleep when you can get it." Aunt Cass got up from the couch, and began making her way upstairs to go to bed.
After the day Tadashi had, he was prepared to do the same thing. He trudged up the stairs to his room and flopped down on his bed. He sunk into the soft mattress, and due to his tired state, he quickly slipped into a deep sleep filled with dreams.
Or rather nightmares.
Tadashi's dreams pulled him into a dark room. Well, he wasn't sure if it was a room. All he could make out was the darkness around him.
He began to walk. As he walked, thought began to fill his head, or rather, there were voices speaking, but they were all his own.
Can you really trust him? One said, causing Tadashi to spin around to look for the source of the voice, but only to find he was alone.
He knows where you live.
He knows where your friends live.
He's a criminal.
He made you into a criminal.
He's gonna get you killed.
And you know it.
The voices were like whispers, whispers created to torment him for the choices he's made or hasn't made. Choices based on one person.
Mr.S.
Tadashi tried blocking the voices out, but the more he tried to push them away, the louder they became.
He can hurt your family.
"No…"
He can hurt Aunt Cass.
"Stop it…"
He can hurt Hiro.
Bzzzzzzzzzz
Tadashi's eyes snapped open as he forced himself out of his dreams.
Bzzzzzzzzzz
Something in the room was vibrating, so he figured it was his phone. He grabbed it from the nightstand next to his bed, but found that it wasn't ringing.
Bzzzzzzzzzz
Tadashi could hear the vibration, but he couldn't find the source. He quit moving around, and he listened.
Bzzzzzzzzzz
It sounded like it was on the floor, so Tadashi got off of his bed and searched his floor, which, other than Hiro's side of the room, was spotless, so it wasn't hard to tell that there was nothing there.
Then he remembered something. His dark phone.
He reached under his bed and pulled out the bag of money, which also contained his phone. He zipped it open and found his phone lying atop the bundles of cash, and it was still ringing. He didn't bother to check the number, seeing as how there's only one person who would call this phone.
"What do you want?" Tadashi asked as he flipped open the phone and answered it. He was quite annoyed that he was woken up. But he was also a bit relieved.
"Well someone needs a sandwich." A very awake sounding Mr.S said through the phone.
"What do you want?" Tadashi asked again, hoping to end the conversation as soon as possible.
"I… have a favor for you-"
"A favor?"
"Yes a favor. And before you decide not to accept, let me say I can't work on the Krei Bank job until it's resolved."
"Until what's resolved?"
"Come to the warehouse and-"
"Alright let me stop you right there, because i'm not going not the warehouse. Just tell me what it is now." Tadashi wanted to yell but, he was keeping his voice quiet so he wouldn't wake Cass.
"I can't. You're the only one I gave a dark phone to, and I need your crew here too."
Tadashi put the phone to his side and began having some kind of a silent tantrum, flailing his arms and gritting his teeth. He needed that Krei Bank job, but he couldn't stand the thought of doing a favor for Mr.S.
Tadashi put the phone to his ear again."Fine," he said rather annoyed. "I'll call them and have them meet me there."
Before Tadashi could hang up, Mr.S stopped him. "Oh, and one more thing. Only bring Gogo and Wasabi. Don't tell the other two about this."
"What? Why?"
"I'll explain-"
"When I get to the warehouse. You sound like a broken record."
"Well I wouldn't have to keep telling you if you didn't ask so many questions."
"Whatever. I'm on my way." Tadashi hung up, closed the phone, and put it back in the money bag which he slid back under his bed.
Why would Mr.S have Tadashi meet him this late? And only with Wasabi and Gogo. This guy was the shadiest person Tadashi had ever met. Wouldn't give him his real name, explains everything in the vaguest way possible, and he hides out in an abandoned warehouse at the port. Pretty shady.
But, if this was what Tadashi had to to to get closer to the Krei Bank job, then he was going to have to do it.
Tadashi creeped quietly down the stairs, trying not to wake up Cass. Usually she could sleep through an earthquake, but Tadashii wasn't taking any chances.
He went out the back door of the house and walked around to the front to get his moped. He sat down and before starting it, he pulled out his cell phone and made calls to Gogo and Wasabi. Wasabi was kind of annoyed that Tadashi was calling him this late, and Gogo was just angry in general about Mr.S wanting them to do something but not telling them what it was. Tadashi felt a little of both about the whole situation. But despite all that, they were on board.
He started up his moped and made his way to the port. This situation reminded him of his dream. Could he really trust Mr.S? He didn't want to ask himself that, because he needed to trust him. He needed him to help him get the money for Hiro.
But then again, what if he couldn't trust him? He was a criminal, and he was probably dangerous. Tadashi began to wonder what he would do if he didn't do what Mr.S said. And then the whispers from his dreams came back.
He can hurt your family.
Tadashi shook the thought away. If Mr.S proved to be untrustworthy, then Tadashi would deal with it. But, right now, Mr.S was helping him, and he needed to stop thinking so negatively of him… well Tadashi could still think negatively of him because the guy was a scumbag, but he needed to stop asking himself if this man was going to turn on him.
When Tadashi arrived at the port, he, as usual, began walking towards the warehouse.
He stepped through the large opened doors of the warehouse, and made his way to the back room. Mr.S was waiting there of course.
"There he is," Mr.S said when Tadashi walked into the room.
"Yeah, can you tell me why?"
"I already told you, I have a favor for you and your friends."
"A favor for me and two of my friends," Tadashi corrected him. "Why only Wasabi and Gogo?"
"Look, Tadashi," Mr.S said like a parent giving their kid some bad news, "this favor of mine is kind of about appearances, and I need intimidation. Wasabi's pretty well built, and Gogo's pretty terrifying, but the other two… they're not something to be afraid of."
"Why would we need to be intimidating?"
"I'll tell you when Gogo and Wasabi get here."
Tadashi was tired of waiting. He needed to get this shit done. Tadashi almost said something when he implied that Fred and Honey Lemon were pretty much useless, but he was kind of right. It wasn't that they weren't useless, but if they were doing something that involved intimidation, then Fred and Honey Lemon were probably not the best choice for this.
The two sat in the room for a few minutes before both Gogo and Wasabi walked through the door.
"This better be good," Gogo said as she entered the room. She was quite annoyed.
"Trust me, this will be great," Mr.S said enthusiastically.
"So what is it?" Wasabi asked.
"Well remember after the Silent Sparrow job when I told you guys that there were people who really don't like me?"
"I probably could've guessed that without you telling us," Tadashi said, "but yeah, I remember."
"Well there's this guy who i'm supposed to deliver a package to, but because he doesn't like me, i'm afraid it'll be some kind of a set up, and he'll clip me."
"So you want us to deliver the package so he'll clip us instead?" Gogo asked. "I have to say, I don't think i'm up for this."
"Well you're right about delivering the package, but I promise you he won't hurt you. The guy's a criminal but he's got morals. You haven't done anything to him to he'll have no reason to have to kill you."
"What did you do to him that makes him want to kill you?" Wasabi asked.
"That's not important, but what is important is that you don't try to over intimidate him. That's another part of the reason why I didn't have Honey Lemon or Fred join us. He'll probably bring two or three guys top to pick up the package, and he doesn't like it when someone brings more people than him to make him feel threatened. Guy's a mob boss. I wouldn't mess with him on my best day."
"Right," Tadashi said with a smile. "We wouldn't want to make a mob boss feel threatened."
"What's the package we're delivering?" Gogo asked.
"Ah, that's the best part," Mr.S said. He went over to the corner of the room where a box was sitting, and he pulled out what looked to be a plastic bag wrapped in duct tape. The contents of the bag appeared to be white.
"Is that what I think it is?" Tadashi asked, staring at the bag.
"Yep," Mr.S said with a smile. "Cocaine."
"We're delivering an illegal drug to a mob boss who's most likely committed more crimes than I can count?" Wasabi summed up. "I think this plan might fall apart before it begins."
"It's gonna be fine. You'll be in a discrete location where no one will find you."
"That's what worries me."
"Look, all that's gonna happen is you'll go to the junkyard, wait for my guy to show up, hand over the package, take whatever he gives you, and get out of there. No drama."
"I have a feeling that there's gonna be drama," Gogo said skeptically.
"You guys are the most pessimistic people i've ever met."
"Wait, are we delivering the package tonight?" Tadashi asked. If the answer was yes, he was out."
"No," Mr.S replied. "I brought you here tonight to brief you. You'll be heading out to the junkyard, not the same one with the Backstreet Kinjus, tomorrow. It's that junkyard that's close to the highway where you guys were chased by cops. Remember that? That was fun, right?"
"It was a blast," Gogo said sarcastically as she began to walk out of the room.
"Whoa, where are you going?"
Gogo turned around to reveal an annoyed expression. "You told us everything we need to know, so i'm leaving."
"Well someone needs to take this." Mr.S held up the bag of cocaine.
"Yeah, i'm not having that in my house," Wasabi instantly replied.
"I have dogs that can and will get into that," Gogo said.
"Well, I don't want to waste an hour of my time trying to coax Wasabi into it," Mr.S said as he turned to Tadashi. "So the winner's Tadashi. Here's your prize." Mr.S handed the package to Tadashi.
"Hey, i've already got thousands of dollars hidden under my bed, I don't need this too," Tadashi said.
"Did you just say you hid the money under your bed?"
"I… might have… hidden it under my bed."
Mr.S smiled. "Then you can use the same stupid idea and hide the coke there."
Tadashi wanted to protest, but nobody else was gonna take it, and he didn't want to be in that warehouse any longer than he needed to be.
"Fine," he mumbled.
"Good. Now hit the road."
Nobody argued.
They all left the warehouse and back to their homes, one of which was going to be housing cocaine for the night.
Oh joy.
Well, it was the next day.
Luckily, Tadashi had slept without any dreams or nightmares, which was weird seeing as how he had the stress of hiding an illegal drug. He did as Mr.S said and stashed it in the duffel bag along with his money.
He was now standing in the middle of a junkyard with Gogo and Wasabi waiting for Mr.S guy, the "mob boss". The more Tadashi said that title in his head, the more he worried. They had arrived there in Wasabi's sedan. Probably not the most intimidating thing in the world.
They were all wearing sunglasses and casual jackets, trying not to stand out too much. Along with all of that, Tadashi was also gripping the bag of cocaine in his hands.
"So what do you think?" Wasabi said without looking at Tadashi.
"What do you mean?" Tadashi didn't look either.
"You think we should be worried about this guy?"
"Mr.S said he'd be cool."
"Yeah, Mr.S also said we'd have enough time to hit all of the deposit boxes."
Tadashi didn't reply.
Instead of thinking he couldn't trust Mr.S because he was dangerous, Tadashi began to not trust him because he didn't know what he was doing. For all Tadashi know, Mr.S had sent him and his friends to their deaths.
"Let's try to not talk about dying," Gogo said. "Just don't do anything stupid and we should be fine."
"Trust me Gogo," Tadashi chuckled, "we're gonna find some way to fuck this up."
"Yeah, I know. But, optimism and all that crap."
The three waited for about a half an hour before someone finally showed up.
"Guys," Wasabi said getting his friends attention. He nodded towards a black car turning around a large junk pile. It was a really nice car. Some kind of hummer.
The car parked about twenty feet away from them, and three men stepped out. They all looked like cliche TV mobsters. Two of them wore suits, not super nice ones, but they were suits nonetheless. The third guy was wearing something similar to the other two. He wore a black suit jacket with a green hawaiian shirt with red flowers under it, and pants that were the same color of black as the jacket. What was odd though, was the fact that he was wearing sandals. Tadashi found that strange, but he didn't dare question it. Like a lot of TV mobsters, he also had the top part of his hawaiian shirt undone to reveal a gold chain that was apparently a skull with a japanese symbol carved into the forehead.
Another noticeable thing about the third man: he was huge. He wasn't really fat, but he wasn't muscular either. He was just huge, The two other men were walking on either side of him, so Tadashi figured he was the guy in charge.
The three walked up to Tadashi and his friends very slowly, and menacingly. It was when Tadashi looked at how serious these guys looked, that he realized the weight of this situation. This was a drug deal, an actual drug deal. Tadashi had seen a lot of those on TV shows, and somebody always died. Probably not the best thought to be having at the moment.
The three men were now standing a mere four feet away from them.
"Where's Steven?" the large man said. His voice was deep, and sounded as if a toad had been able to speak.
"Wh… who?" Tadashi asked shakily.
"Steven," the man said again. "The guy who was supposed to be delivering that to me." He pointed to the package in Tadashi's hands.
Is Mr.S's name Steven?, Tadashi thought to himself. He would have to ask him later, but for now, he had to assume that Steven was Mr.S.
"Well… he, uh… he couldn't make it here, so he sent us." Tadashi found it hard to talk to this man. If he hadn't been informed of what he does for a living, he wouldn't be so intimidated. But simply knowing this man was a mob boss made Tadashi want to curl up into a ball and cry.
The man was silent for a moment. Then he smiled. "That's too bad. I was hoping to get to speak with him. But, I suppose the package will do. Give it here."
Tadashi hesitated for whatever reason before handing the package over to the man.
As the man examined the package, he began to speak with Tadashi. "So, you're the guys who pulled that score at the Silent Sparrow Repository?"
"Y… yeah. Yeah that was us," Tadashi replied before being elbowed by Gogo. She wasn't a fan of people knowing that they were the ones who robbed the repository.
The man chuckled. "I don't know what the fuck you guys are doing taking orders from an idiot like Steven. You'd be more useful takin' them from me."
Tadashi didn't want to say anything, but curiosity got the better of him. "What's that supposed to mean?"
The man chuckled again. "You'll find out soon enough. Now get out of here. You did your job."
Tadashi didn't move.
"What are you waitin' for."
"Don't… don't you have something you want to give us?" Tadashi felt as though he made the biggest mistake of his life.
"Look kid," the man said as he got in Tadashi's face. "I'm not payin' that asshole jackshit. If he wants something he can come see me himself. Now fuck off."
The three didn't hesitate to begin walking to Wasabi's sedan. They wanted to get as far away from this guy as soon as possible.
When they were all inside the sedan, Wasabi spoke up.
"That… wasn't that bad," he said as he started up the car.
"Yeah, that went smoother than I thought it would," Gogo added.
"That's because i'm such the smooth talker," Tadashi joked. "You guys didn't say a word."
"Oh whatever. You should've seen yourself. You looked like a kid who was scared to sit on Santa's lap."
"I'm just surprised Wasabi didn't lose it."
"Oh believe me," Wasabi said, "I was freaking out on the inside."
"I do believe you. Now let's-"
"Hey!" the loud recognizable toad voice yelled.
Tadashi could literally feel his heart stop right then and there. What had happened? Was that guy mad about something? What was he mad at?
Tadashi looked out his window and saw the man looking down at the package.
"What the hell's in here?!" he yelled at them. He was gripping the bag very hard. Was there something in there? "It's like a brick or some shit-"
BOOM!
Tadashi wasn't sure what happened. There was a boom, some dust, and then nothing. Tadashi's ears were ringing, and he could feel the car vibrating.
But there were a lot of body parts.
"What the hell was that?!" Tadashi yelled gripping the sides of his head, covering his ears. "I'm fucking deaf!"
"Oh my god," Gogo said looking out the window.
Tadashi directed his attention to what Gogo was looking at.
It was probably the most horrible thing he had ever seen.
First, he saw a leg, and it wasn't attached to anything. Then he saw a couple of arms that were severed as well. There were also a lot of unidentifiable parts as well, and a lot of blood. Tadashi could also see the golden skull that had been around the man's neck just a few moments ago, which meant one thing was for certain: The mob boss and his thugs were dead… and everywhere. What the hell happened?
"What. The. Fuck," were the only words Tadashi managed to say.
Bzzzzzzzzzz
Of course.
Tadashi grabbed the dark phone out of his pocket and answered it.
"Hey Tadashi, I saw a thing go off on my laptop, did it happen?"
"What the fuck was that?!" Tadashi yelled into the phone at Mr.S.
"Hey, whoa, calm down-"
"Calm down?! I just saw three guys get blown the hell and you want me to calm down?! What the fuck?!"
"It needed to be done. I just didn't tell you I put a bomb in the coke because I knew you wouldn't go through with it." Mr.S started to laugh. "And the second that bomb went off, I created a power vacuum."
"A what?"
"A power vacuum. Yama was the top crime lord in the city, so he who I sell all of my drugs and guns to. But he's an asshole who get's pissed very easily, and that didn't fly with me. So yes, I blew him up. Now somebody new will take his place, and they're hopefully a bit easier to get along with. And if they're not, i'll just give them a bomb too."
Tadashi gritted his teeth. Mr.S just blew somebody up, and not just that, he blew them into pieces. How could you do that to a human being, even to your worst enemy?
Mr.S began to laugh again. "Did you see the look on his face? I didn't of course, but tell me what it was like. I bet it was priceless."
"Fuck you." With that, Tadashi hung up the phone, and had his head held low.
"Mr.S blew that guy up?" Gogo asked.
Tadashi just nodded.
"Damn."
"What do we do now?" Wasabi asked.
"Just drive," Tadashi mumbled.
Wasabi didn't speak a word before hitting the gas and getting the hell out of there.
The entire trip home was silent.
He just blew a guy up because he didn't like his attitude. Tadashi thought to himself. And he laughed at it.
Then came a voice in the back of his head. And you helped him.
(A/N) Damn. Tadashi is gonna have nightmares about that. That's probably the most gruesome thing you can do to a person, blowing them up. Hell, Joker did it in The Dark Knight, the Mexican cartel did it in Breaking Bad. There's most likely a lot more examples that I don't know of. Also, I probably won't be updating until September because of life and junk, and I go back to school then, so it's gonna be hard to find time to write. But where there's a will, there's a way. Jesus I sound like a get well card. Anyway, i'll update when I can, which will be probably be in a week… or two… most likely two. Anyhow, That's DaydreamDepartment out of your hair! )
