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Doumyouji Tsukasa was the second child of Doumyouji Kenji and Doumyouji Kaede. Although he was the second child, he was the heir, the eldest was Tsubaki, a girl and as tradition would have it the male was heir. And such an heir he was, a business empire that stretched to every corner of the globe. The Maple Hotel was amoung this vast empire of riches. One of the top Hotels in the world, governed by one of the top families in the world. But such wealth and 'power' mean nothing to a child. Money cannot give hugs, kisses or stop a child from crying after a nightmare. Maybe this was why the F4 had been friends for so long. When parents and at times siblings were away on trips, or meetings, the four boys had each other. Although each felt they had nothing in common with the others, the feeling that the pain of absence from their parents was familiar to all, kept them together. These initial inferior emotions developed into something deeper and stronger. They became the F4. People were scared of them, however this was encouraged by Tsukasa's violence.
The F4 consisted of Mimasaka Akira, dubbed the lady killer for his like of dating older and/or married women. His partner in crime was Nishkado Soujirou. His victims were mainly women around his age, but still a play. Hanazawa Rui, the elusive and introvert was the last member of the F4.
Tsukasa looked down at the girl in front of him. A meek and breakable woman, he thought. Another strange friend of the monkey girl. More trouble.
" Yes, I am the great Doumyouji Tsukasa and you are?"
" Makino Tsukushi," aside from a short flash of panic in her eyes, she stood her ground. It was similar to a small kitty cat resisting a lion.
Tsukasa found this situation insulting but laughable. Here was a woman, no less a commoner, (an observation of her no brand clothing), was challenging the great Doumyouji Tsukasa. The thought that she would even try to defy him was offending to his ego but it was also funny that the first person, other than the F4 and his sister, to defy him would be a woman.
" Well Makino Tsukushi, if you're not on of their whores you must be a waitress here too, like her other friend Sakurako. You sure look like one. I'll have a scotch. And if you're fast I'll give you a good tip," Tsukasa continued to smirk. But it faltered a bit when Makino hadn't moved or responded to his taunt.
She turned away while wrinkling her nose as if she had smelt something foul. Tsukasa took this as an action of surrendering, but as it was, it was the calm before the storm.
Tsukushi had walked out of the room moved to the bar and ordered a scotch. Normal thinking ability hadn't returned to her just yet. She re-entered the room, surprising everyone with the scotch she had in her hand.
" Well, I guess we have a very obedient dog here don't we," her actions seemed to amuse Doumyouji.
" Where's my tip, and you have to pay for the scotch." She stuck out her free hand while still holding the scotch. He handed her an excessive amount.
She smiled. To all those who knew her, this was not the kind of smile that expressed happiness or gratitude. It was the warning sign of future actions.
After putting the money in her pocket. She made a swift movement that suggested she was handing the glass over, a farce. Tsukushi threw the contents of the glass in to the face of Doumyoji Tsukasa. The liquid dripped down his face, ruining his Gucci shirt, Armani pants and leaving a patch on them, implying that a grown man had just had an accident.
Doumyouji looked dumbfounded. This was not the way the way an heir to the Doumyouji Empire was treated. It was time for Tsukushi to smirk. She tossed a handkerchief on to his face.
" Wipe yourself down octopus head, you don't want the world to know you had an accident do you?" She looked at his pants making him aware of the suggestive patch.
" By the way, curling your hair, does not make you cool. It makes you look like an octopus head." Tsukushi walked out the door head up high and proud, the opposite of how one should feel after being insulted by Doumyouji Tsukasa. But she was also the first to toss a drink on Doumyouji Tsukasa.
After reaching the outside of the club, Tsukushi felt happy and even felt like laughing at what she did. She breathed in the fresh air, while wondering why people would rather be inside a stuffy club than outside in the open, free.
In the middle of her epiphany a frazzled Shigeru and shocked Yuki rushed to her, spoiling the tranquillity of the moment.
" Tsukushi, wait, I'm so sorry. Tsukushi, I didn't know that Tsukasa was going to be like that. I'm so sorry," Shigeru seemed very worried. " We're still friends right?" Tsukushi stared at her. Is this what she's worried about?
" Of course Shigeru, I'm not going to let an octopus head like that get in between us. Of course we're still friends."
Shigeru looked very relieved.
" But Tsukushi, that was Doumyouji Tsukasa," said Yuki. Yuki and Shigeru had followed her out of the room, after seeing the deadly glare Doumyouji had given her as she left.
" Oh my god Tsukushi, are you sure you know who that was? Because that was Doumyouji Tsukasa the richest and most short-tempered guy out there. And he's my boss," Yuki was frantic. It was a good thing she only worked at Doumyouji Corp and not directly under him.
" What's he going to do, arrest me, hunt me down? That kind of spoiled rich brat got what he deserved," Her mind that had chosen to commence operating again, brought her flash backs of past articles claiming that Doumyouji Tsukasa was quite violent and red tagged people, so they would be isolated and possibly destroyed in the business world, a rumour hopefully.
Something else flew in to her mind. D.T. Doumyouji Tsukasa.
" Shigeru, D.T is Doumyouji Tsukasa right?" One of the wealthiest guys in the world would only be arranged to marry one of the wealthiest girls in the world.
Shigeru nodded with embarrassment. " I should have told you Tsukushi, but I didn't think it mattered if I told you or not, you'd recognise him anyways. But I didn't know this would happen. You know those rumours about Tsukasa red tagging people? Well they're true. He might really hurt you or get you assassinated, or poisons you or get you cut up or go all Hannibal like." She was just babbling by this point.
" It's all right Shigeru, I'm sure nothing like that is going to happen." Not the Hannibal stuff anyways, thought Tsukushi. She was mainly saying it was ok to comfort Shigeru and relieve her of the guilt. Anyways it wasn't like she was important in enough to be assassinated or even red tagged, hopefully.
" You should get back in there Shigeru, he's your fiancé right? He would probably need someone to calm him down." Shigeru nodded.
" I'll try to make him forget about it but it'd be hard." Shigeru hugged Tsukushi and Yuki briefly before running back in to the club like she was entering a battlefield.
Tsukushi felt touched that Shigeru would do that for her. Afteral she was going against the man she loved just to save her skin.
" Yuki let's go."
"We're leaving Soujiro, Akira." The two guys looked at their leader, after the scene they had just witnessed, they knew from experience that rebutting would just make him madder.
" Oh but Soujirou we were just having fun."
" Go on Mimi, I'll call you later." Soujirou smiled his famous heart melting one and the two girls kissed him and left. The two girls hanging on to the other man followed suit.
" Tsukasa you should tell Shigeru that you're leaving," said the blonde haired Mimasaka Akira.
" Yeah after all she is your fiancé and she's not bad to look at," commented Nishkado Soujirou the handsome green-eyed devil.
" Shut up the both of you, we're leaving. And the monkey girl can stay with that woman."
The three left the club with Tsukasa endeavouring to cover the suggestive patch. Each took their expensive cars and drove to the Doumyouji estate.
After a bath, Tsukasa emerged clean and calmer.
" Ok Tsukasa we know you're mad but calm down. That girl is nothing ok. So chill. You're the great Doumyouji Tsukasa right? Let it go," Akira was once again playing the mediator.
" Exactly I'm the great Doumyouji Tsukasa and she dared humiliate me. I feel almost sorry for her now," Tsukasa was smirking again. His mind was setting up a plan to pay her back.
" Tsukasa what's the point? She's a nobody and you usually don't mess with girls." Soujirou was getting tired of his antics. Always red tagging, he was like a child, always wanting to get his way. The only exception was that this child had monstrous power and strength.
" So what? My privacy is on the line. If this gets out I'll be humiliated."
" Tsukasa if you talk like that you'll be humiliated before anyone can try to do it."
" If you're going to speak Tsukasa, use the right words. It's pride not privacy."
" It doesn't matter, you understand anyway. Also the great Doumyouji Tsukasa doesn't have to worry about words. I could change it to privacy if I wanted to." Said Tsukasa, like a little boy overcompensating for his embarrassment.
" Tsukasa, when are you going it grow up?" came a light female voice. The three men turned towards it. A beautiful woman elegantly dressed stood by the door with her arms crossed.
" Tsubaki, great to see you again, as beautiful as ever," said Soujiro flirtingly, but in a brotherly way.
" Charming Soujiro as always, and Akira. Unfortunately your charms have not influenced my pea brained brother here," her beautiful face now carried Tsukasa's signature smirk.
" Hey, I'm not pea brained, my brain is huge, elephant brained, thank you. Any way why are you here old women? Did your husband finally kick you out or something?" Although the Doumyouji siblings bickered their relationship was strong and full of love. Tsubaki, although Tsukasa would doubt it if ever asked, was one of the few people Tsukasa respected and in some ways feared. Tsubaki had been a light in his grim childhood. The only family member he felt that loved him. When she had left home to marry, Tsukasa had been lonely.
" Tsukasa, what's this I hear about you bullying a girl?" Tsubaki was immune to all past and future tantrums.
" She threw a drink on me, nee-chan," Tsukasa felt compelled to defend himself, but his reply was met with an eruption f laughter from his sister.
" No doubt you deserved it," said Tsubaki after she had calmed down. Tsukasa responded by turning tomato red.
" He called her a whore, then treated her like a maid after finding out she was Shigeru's friend," said Akira. After all the years he and Soujiro had been friends with Tsukasa, it still amazed them that Tsubaki had so much power over 'The Great Doumyouji Tsukasa'.
" Tsukasa you are not to red tag her, understand. You are causing too much trouble. You do know you've already ruined the futures of a lot of people. We were born with everything, some people are not as lucky." Tsubaki stared him down. Theartening him with a million possibilities of humiliation, including an interview exposing all embarrassing stories, and there was a lot, of the Doumyouji Heir to reporters.
" Whatever," replied Tsukasa with feigned indifference.
" Well I'm going now, it's late I'll see you tomorrow. Good night Gentlemen." She gave them a smile.
" Tsukasa no matter how many times I see that I still can't believe it. Even Rui can't control you sometimes. If the paparazzi ever get a hold of this you really will lose your privacy." Said Soujirou while stifling a laugh.
" Well Tsukasa you can't do anything to that chick anymore."
" Who said I couldn't." Tsukasa was smirking again.
" Ah, didn't you just promise you sister not to?"
" I don't have to red tag her, Doumyouji Tsukasa can do anything. Red tagging isn't the only form of torture. Anyways like you said she's a nobody, the red tag would be wasted. Be prepared Makino Tsukushi, you will be broken."
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