Part Four

"You're going after them?" I asked as soon as we entered what looked like a fancy bedroom with a large canopy bed.

"Mm," she nodded her head examining the room instead of looking at me.

"You can't, you're just one person Mikoto, you can't take on the mafia…" I caught myself but it was too late, I had already let it slipped from my tongue.

"I can and I will," she replied defiantly finally looking at me with her fierce golden eyes.

"I am willing to lose my soul if it means I can ensure that those attempting to harm you will never get the chance to do so," she said firmly and I felt her shaky right hand brushing ever so gently against my cheek.

I can still recall the day when she was covered in blood like it was yesterday, but with time she recovered only her right hand could never be like it was before the incident though. I couldn't help but relish the sensation of her callused hand against my skin, her thumb lightly brushed against my lips. It's moment like this that made it almost looked like we're about to share something romantic, but I'd learned not to expect too much from someone who never so much as having a relationship of any kind in her life.

"I will come back to you, I promise." Mikoto said with a small smile on her lips.

We shared the bed that night, but when I woke up in the morning she was already gone. It was only sometimes after a nice morning breakfast did Nao told me that Mikoto left a few hours after she came back. Once we were finished with breakfast, Nao took me to a private jet and headed to Okinawa along with me leaving her business behind. My parents hardly ever left work for long, yet this red head woman seemed to not have a care on how her business is and leaving it whenever she felt like it. I cannot deny that I am grateful to her for agreeing to look after me even though she doesn't have to.

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"Drop your weapon," a loud voice echoed down the empty alley of the darker side of Moscow.

I couldn't help but give the whimpering guy at my feet a few more shots before dropping the gun from my hand and turned around. The handcuff didn't even get near me when snatched it and cuffed the woman on the other side of the flashlight. Picking up the flashlight, I shone it at the woman and quickly moved out of the way as she attempted to body slam me. Instead I pressed my elbow on her back to keep her pressed up against the wall.

"You're not part of the Wolfgang's thugs," I said checking the woman's neck.

"Of course not you idiot! I'm taking them down," the woman replied sounding rather pissed.

I had to laugh at that, "They got their influences everywhere; you can't bring them down as long as you live. Best you give up and get away from this damn place, find yourself a spouse and live out your life instead of keeping at the Wolfgang until you get kill over it."

"You… don't know shit…" the woman growled.

"You're right…" I leaned in and whispered to her ear. "I don't know what you go through, but I'm sure that Wolfgang Yuri going to peed in his pants when he sees me again. So come along now," I added pulling the woman away and shoving her out of the alley.

I found her car and shoved her in the back; from her driver license I found her house with no problem. It was an empty house, as empty as my old apartment before I met Shizuru. I had to shake my head; thinking about that woman now will only hinder my plan. At the same time, I felt something odd for this tousle blonde woman, a hint of pity maybe? She was like me; the only differences between us would be she wanted to put monsters like me away while I kill for a living.

"You really need a girlfriend," I commented and she only grunted in reply.

"If you want to take him down, leave the police force and get yourself some heavy firepower. I don't intend on waiting for the police to come and arrest him, because I fucking wanted him dead, as dead as possible." I said making some hot tea for both of us.

"Sounds like you got a personal grudge on him," the blonde woman said.

"Let's just say that people don't live long when they mess with me, and he's pissing me off by going after the person I've sworn to protect. You should know since he killed your entire family," I said, it wasn't hard to find out about her past once I got her name.

"Shut up!" she roared standing up and ready to flip the table on me but stopped when I had her gun aimed at her forehead.

"To be honest, I could just kill you right now. However, you seemed pretty determined to take Yuri down, why not join up and actually achieve your goal? I am going to kill him either way," I offered her a solution.

So we teamed up, she left the force and got herself some black market artilleries. She seek justice while I seek revenge, though she hesitated to kill at first but changed her mind when they started to shoot at her. We had bulletproof vests, but it won't stop the pain when the bullet make impact with the vests, though I didn't have time to care about the pain. Broke through all the securities, killed all the goons and placed a lot of explosives around the villa the Boss himself live in and probably still soundly asleep in one of his many soundproof rooms.

"Wake up Yuri," I said pouring a glass of cold water over the chubby man sleeping in a silk cover waterbed.

"Who the hell are you?" the man asked with a startled look on his face.

"Black cat or have you forgotten? Now tell me why are you sending your goons after Fujino Shizuru?" I asked him calmly watching realizing hit him and panic set in.

"I'm informed that she was the witness of my son's trial," he tried his best to stay tough.

"Your son? He's been dead for four years, got dropped by some local gang in the Bronx. Now who give you the information?" I asked as I felt myself slowly loosing patient with him.

"A… a man in white suit and goatee, claiming to be a cartel in business with my son." Yuri replied writhing with panic seeping from his voice.

"Name Yuri, I need a name…" I said leaning close to his ears.

"Kinta… that's it! It's Kinta Fuji…" Armitage Haruka didn't let him finish his answer as she let her combat knife sank into his fat neck.

"You have five minutes to clear out or be bury here with him and his goons," I said coldly, finally grasping onto what's going on.

I've only been gone for just four months, and I eliminate the threats yet I still couldn't shake the feeling that something isn't right. Upon my return to Japan, I was greeted by the doctor that had saved my life: Kikukawa Yukino, she told me that she's taking a vacation and heard about my return. Her plan was to pick me up and headed to Kyoto, where she will be meeting up with Shizuru as they've been keeping in touch the whole time.