Katze glanced at Riki as the bigger picture now become clear. It seems that the Blondies aren't the only area of his concern. Jupiter's interest seemed to play a major role in his concerns as well.
"I know that with how things are now I'll never get anywhere near Ceres again. If it even is to finalize things with Bison," Riki stated eyes filled with longing cast across Midas and extended beyond that, "after what happened with Guy I'm not all together certain about what he'll do if I were to try and go back to see them all once again. He almost tore Guy's arm clean off during their last encounter could you imagine what he'd do to the others. But I want to ensure I get thing clear with the rest of Bison, I can't risk having a repeat of what happened with Guy all over again."
Katze took a breath knowing long ago that it would come to this, "it would be best for you to keep your ass right here. Things on the streets are getting pretty ugly so I get why there so overly protective right now"
Riki turned his eyes on Katze, "what do you mean.?"
"It's no surprise that Iason wouldn't tell you and I'm not entirely certain if I should be the one saying it but there's a new gang in Ceres that's bent on making a statement. But your situation has over shadowed concerns about them at the moment, " he turned to the immaculate view, "this new generation like to call themselves Dead Beat and run around proclaiming themselves to be the rulers of Ceres, picking up were Bison fell short. "
Riki stared at Katze in a daze of both shock and outrage, "and no one decided to tell me about this."
"As far as you're concerned you're no longer a resident of Ceres. Riki the dark died in Dana Bahn, as far as the Syndicate, is concerned since which time you became a permanent resident of Eos. Like it or not in Jupiter's eyes Ceres is nothing but a part of your past life, the part of your past life that lead to your demise and the demise of her favorite child," Katze bluntly pointed out, "now that you have a direct heir of the Syndicate growing inside you the goal now is to keep you safe and out of harms reach for as long as long as you remain a resident here,"
"That's ridiculous. If they think they can keep me here they are way in over their heads," Riki charged the fire in him that had flickered humbly once again blazing bright.
"It has already been proclaimed by Jupiter,"
"Fuck Jupiter," Riki snapped his blood all but boiling in his veins.
"Riki calm the hell dawn," Katze hissed ceasing the fuming rage by the scruff of his shirt before he started to kick up a storm.
Silently he was glad that Riki had not lost that aggressiveness that seemed to scorch on contact but now was not the time. While in Tanagura Iason had engrained temper control into the very morrow of his bones. Though he had to admit it was a beneficial tool to have and right now manipulating it to the best of his ability would be the only way to convince Iason to let him out of his sight for even a second.
"Get your hands off," Riki hissed slapping Katze's hand aside.
"Would you listen before you let your temper get the best of you," Katze grimaced glancing at the furniture to see if he had caught his attention, "there's a reason Eos has decided to keep this as a matter of latent concern. Dead Beats keep their affairs to themselves. They aren't stupid enough to take on the Elites, what they're aiming for is supreme control over Ceres. As long as those mongrels keep to themselves what happens is of no concern to either you or Jupiter but rest assured they are being monitored. They can't risk you going back there could you imagine the chaos that would have ensued if they found out that you who vanished years ago had stooped to becoming a lowly pet. You really don't know this but a lot of persons looked up to you."
Riki scowled deeply as Hades sauntered onto the balcony to greet Riki with a concerned look, "excuse me master Riki but your afternoon bath and late brunch are getting cold, would you like me to-,"
"No its fine besides I really don't need them I'm not hungry and it's not as though I have somewhere to go that earns an afternoon bath anyway." Riki refrained from snapping.
"But Master Iason-,"
"Screw fucking Iason! right now I'd prefer not to hear the name," Riki cut him short with a cold glare, "if its big a deal you take care of it. Consider it my treat to you,"
"But master Riki…" the furniture's brow furrowed with concern, "that's the third time this month. And I really don't wish to be punished again," wide undeniable brown eyes glistening over with tears plucked at their heart strings.
Riki flinched under their innocent scrutiny unable to refuse. Yet again the guy had managed to shake his resolve. Gritting his teeth he responded to the furniture with a murderous glare. The furniture's eyes grew wider tears rimming his eyes. Riki sighed in defeat with a low growl.
"I demise you," Riki seethed narrowing his eyes at the only person he had ever met that could so easily wear him down.
"You really don't know how honored I am to hear that," the furniture stated losing all the previous innocence he once held earning a small chuckle from Katze, "I'll reheat your bath and brunch."
"My word a Furniture like that is really a force to be reckoned with," Katze marveled watching as the furniture bowed curtly before leaving.
"Don't remind me. That little devil gets me every time," Riki stated smiling warmly despite himself.
He couldn't help feeling close to the furniture as though he was a persuasive little brother he never had. Hades for some reason always managed to crawl under his skin and worm his way into Riki's good natured side. If nothing else he felt closer to Hades than anyone else, even the members of Bison who he had cherished for so long. Unlike anyone else he seemed to understand both halves of this conflicted mongrel from the slum when everyone else either saw him as Riki the Dark or Iason's Pet from the slum.
Katze watched the peculiar furniture depart in the silent afterglow of his small victory. He was a one of a kind indeed.