EMERGENCY AURTHOR'S NOTE!
Dear readers,
Today, i'll be bringing back a minor character from near the very beggining of the story. Chapters 4 and 5, to be persice. Remember the kid that tried to rob Neji with BB bullets whilehe was walking home in Chpt. 4? Well, his nameis Kyodan, and Kakashi makes a very vital reference abot who he's related to in Chpt. 5. So go back to thoe chapters and read them over, please? Thanks!
And now ladies and gentlemen, I kindly present to you:
Double Trouble!
By: SuperHyuga Yoshi-chan
Chapter 13: Enter...The Threads of danger: Kyodan!
Quiet...that's how my day started. Very quiet,considering I had four brothers and a mom in the house, and almost always one of them was up before me. I guess it was just one of those rare days that I never get enough of. Unfouretanetly, I should've nown something was very off about it. Maybe I shouldn't have said yes to Yoshiro when he asked me if I wanted togo to the curcis. Maybe I shouldn't have let him lead me into the red light district of Konoha after dinner. Maybe I shouldn't have trusted him enough to go into the hotel room he was staying in; knowing full well that there werebutterfliesin my stomach and that I was very, very nervous. However, i'm just too shaken up to say much more, and mythoughts are running together now, and i'm just SO DAMN TIRED...so, I guess i'll let the boy , let the boy speak...he hold the keys to all of my awnsers...him and his father anyway...
{Roughly three hours ago}
Hey there! My name is Kyodan! I'm seven years old, and my Daddy's name is Kabuto. Sound familiar? Yeah, well it should! He's the biggest, baddest, pimp in all of Konoha, and the leader of the Konoha Raptors. That's right-my daddy, the main man of Konoha! And someday,i'm going to be his second-in-command! Although to be quite honest, I bet I could be a better second-in-command thanthe one he has now. (Now it's just for Danzo the Bastard creep to die.)
Anyway, guess what? Dad decided to that I was old enough to run my own corner! (Imagine that! My own corner!) Of course, that's only about two streets, but still, I think it's pretty bad ass. The two streets are Suzuki St. and Sayonara St., in the Red Fire intersection. It's pretty much deserted throughout the sun's shine, but before dawn and as soon as the streetlights are on: booooooooooooooy, you better believe that corner is crawling with junkies!
Junkies, and a whole lot of my dad's women. He has this one lady named Ms. Suki, and she has a daughter my age. Her name is Sonya, and she sure is pretty! Oh wait...
Aw man! I've definetly gotten ahead of myself again. My daddy said once that my big ass ego is so big, that it'd probably give everything about the Raptors away to the police. It's a good thing i've never been picked up by the police . And it's sure as hell gonna stay that way! Anyway...
The reason why I just blabbed this stuff to you is because I just happen to be working my corner tonight. Yep, and hopefully I'll be able to show you guys how it's done!
However, the problemis: nobody's exactly shown up yet.
Alright, somaybe it has something to do with Cirque du Soleli showing up in Japan suddenly, but still! What junkie in thier right mind would ditch getting high for some stupid, dumb circus? And even if they did(or wanted to) how would they be able to afford it? Some of those guys owe me money! (And to think that I actually gave out samples!)And I haven't seen Sonya around either. Even if her om had made an 'aquaintance'(as she liked to call them) on the way here, Sonya would've continued on without her.
Oh, well. Someone was bound to show up...eventually. I sighed and sat down exactly where I was standing.
'Dad''s going to hate the fact that I didn't make any sales tonight.' My eyes watered at that fact, and I looked down at the ground; feeling more depressed than ever.
Suddenly, I heard something like furniture falling and a vase crashing. Then I heard something that was very unlikely.
"TAKASHI, STAY AWAY FROM ME!" I heard a female voice shout. I lifted my head, only to find out that it was coming from infront of me-the motel! And it was no more than 6 meters away from me!
"Oh,so i'm not Da-ddddyyyy anymore? That makes me sad, Tenten. To think that you don't even have the respect and audacity to recongnise me as your FATHER anymore?" Another crashing noise shouted from the motel room.
"YOSHIRO! DO SOMETHING!" I heard the said girl scream.
"Sure!" I saw a shadow flash through the illuminated space in the room.
Then the female voice shouted: "DAMMIT YOSHIRO! WHENI SAID DO SOMETHING I MEANT DO SOMETHING TO HELP!"
"Wait half-a-second...Takashi...Takashi...Takashi..." Then the name registered. TAKASHI!
I've heard my dad say a whole lot about him in the past two weeks. According to my dad, way back in the day, Takashi and him were freinds. Like in high school. They were even freinds way before then, but I won't get into that. Anyway, Takashi didn't have such a great life, and my dad got into the dealing business. So Takashi signed his life over to my dad(literally) by contract. No joke, kid. My dad has that contract framed and up on a wall. That's how much he values thier friendship.
However, things went sour when he started smoking the stuff he was supposed to sell. My dad didn't notice at first, but when he started to lose money and found out his customers were going to other dealers...well, let's just say he was not a happy man. Add that to the fact that Takashi went to jail two months after her was found out, and you've got a freindship turned foul feud.
'Hey, I know !' I got an idea as I jumped onto my feet! 'I'll just do my dad a favor and remind the guy that he owes my dad a whole bunch of "dirty money"! It's the least I could do for my dad.' I grinned at the thought of it. Before I even realized it, I had already crossed the road and literally flewup the two-and-a-half stairs that I needed to. Every cool dude needs to make a grand enterance, and that partially open window was what I needed in order to do it.
One jump later, I had sommersaulted through the pasty mustard yellow curtian and landed gracefully;like I had been kneeling on my left leg with my right foot on the floor.
"Wwwwwho-hio the *hic!* are yooooooou?" A big, burly man with messy hair and dark, black fogged eyes was on a cheap mattress, pinning down a small teenage girl with her chocolate colored hair in two buns. She looked like she was putting up one hell of a fight though. Another guy who looked just like that kid I tried to rob the other day, but I knew it wasn't him. The guy I tried to rob had a sad but jerkish look in his eyes. But this guy's eyes were just plain evil. But anyway, back to the matter at hand...
"My name is Kyodan of the Konoha Raptors, son of Kabuto the Konoha Raptors!" I stood up and pointed at the guy.. "And i'm here to collect the 200 grand you owe my dad in crack!"
Everything was deadly silent for a while. Then, a loud, shrill voice screamed out louder than a banshee.
"200 grand?...
200 GRAND?..."
Shethen kicked Takashi off with both of her feet, and the dude flew across the room and hit the wall with a loud BOOM!
"HOW IN CRACK DO YOU SMOKE 200 GRAND!"
Aurthor's note!
Sorry for late update!
Yoshi-chan!