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Disclaimer: I was gonna pay malik to tell you I don't own the story but I ran out of money buying ice cream for myself. Oh well...
Chapter Three
Piggy Bank Broke
Shuffling out of the building, Jonouchi hung his head down, hoping he wouldn't have to deal with anyone on his way home. He shifted his backpack over his right shoulder carefully trying not to hit a bruise. The blonde looked about carefully to a passeby he would've looked paranoid. Usually a gang or two would stop him on his way and jostle him into a fight. Just too tired, out of energy to do anything of the sort. His feet made scuff marks on the pavement while he past the arcade. He stopped his scanning and concentrated on the gaping hole in his shoe. Up above clouds seemed to roll about and mash together. Rain collided with rooftops and onto his head. It dripped off his hair onto his shoulders then trailed down his chest. It bugged him and he tried to wipe it off but to no avail. A foot suddenly shot out from the alleyway in front of him but he was unable to avoid it and he tripped almost falling onto the cement when an arm caught him. Jonouchi let out a growl as he was dragged into the alley where several men he remembered seeing from the day before stood. A man with short brown hair dug a cell phone out of his pocket before placing it on his ear.
"What the hell,-" He was cut off.
"We've captured the boy." Jonouchi felt his face pale at the sentence and he squirmed under the large man's grip. The bald business suited man picked him up by the waist so that he dangled off the ground. The blonde let out a yelp and bit the man's side but only recieved a blow to the head. His vision grew fuzzy on the sides and he blinked in confusion. "Understood." The man's voice faded along with Jonouchi's consciousness.
He woke up in with a start like usual but this time was unable to move from his spot. Jonouchi glance around noting he was tied to a chair. His arms were tied tightly behind the back of the chair and he struggled to free them. "What the hell?!" Growling in annoyance the blonde began to mumble and curse tugging and pulling at the rope which bound him.
"Finally awake, I see..." The feminine voice came from the single exit of the room as the red head man from before trotted over. The purple trench coat swayed as the man stopped in front of the blonde sneering. A high heeled black boot rose and sat on one of the armrests of the chair. "I have a few questions for you, little boy. If your good I'll let you go." The man removed the sunglasses adorning his face to reveal his shocking pink eyesa and smirked.
"Who do you work for?" Jonouchi tilted his head to the side thrown off by the simple question. He had begun to sweat from the bright lights in the plain concrete room. The man grew impatient and implanted his heel in the blonde's face rubbing it on his cheek.
"24/7even down the street from the movie theaters." It was hard to talk with the heel still digging in his face. The man scoffed at this and shook his head. The other's heel was removed landing on the ground with a click. Jonouchi's head was suddenly twisted to the side as a slap landed on his cheek. Obviously the man didn't believe him. The other grabbed his shirt sending a glare that could rival Kaiba's in his direction.
"Tell me the truth. Who do you work for?" The blonde repeated his answer only to be slapped again. "Listen here little boy if you don't tell the truth you might get in an unfortunate accident." The red headed man pulled out a toothed knife that seemed to match his toothy grin.
"I work at the 24/7even store, DAMMIT!" Jonouchi had forgotten is fear and was getting agitated by the other. He was tired, wet, and hungry. Home was even better than this place. Jonouchi knew there was no point in talking to the man, he had selective hearing it seemed. The room fell silent as they glared at each other hard. Both lips were pulled back in a snarl. The door opened and another man walked in, his shocking blue hair stood up in a wave like those seen crashing on a hot beach. Rubbing his square jaw he closed the door behind him. His emerald eyes surveyed the scene before one of his thin eyebrows rose in question.
"Tsumi please stop rattling our guest I'll take it from here." The red head let out a huff before crossing his arms and leaving. Tsumi walked back in suddenly, stomped on the man's foot, then walked back out. The other let out a laugh before turning towards Jonouchi. "Now let me ask you a few questions."
It felt like he had been there for hours. The man had left after questioning and hadn't returned. Jonouchi's arms were starting to ache and he felt bored out of his mind. He had already told the man about how he found Jay in the garbage heap and explained why. The blonde idily wondered why he was still in the room. There was a mirror he was sure was a window on the side of the room and he continually glanced at it wondering when they were going to let him out. The door opened once more and the man once again stepped in with a frown on his face.
"You never told me you were in a gang before," Jonouchi frowned also and sent a glare at the man. The other closed the door before standing in front of the blonde with a disapproving look.
"Not like you ever asked." Jonouchi gave a pout and bent his head down. He noticed a manilla folder in the others hand wondering how he found out such a thing. The lone chair in the corner of the room was scooted in front of Jonouchi's before the man sat down.
"Says here you have quite the reputation little blonde." The man's smooth tone angered the blonde as the other flipped through the folder like he was reading a book. A surprised look crossed his face causing the blonde to fidget. "Your head must've gotten too big to have challenge the Gonbooku." Jonouchi's eyes got wide at the name and he let out a loud 'Holy shit!' at the man who only grinned at the response.
"Why the hell would I do somethin crazy like dat, man? I just found the guy in the garbage what am I suppose to do leave him there?! You gotta be stupid or somethin to think I'm gonna let some guy die like dat!" The blonde snarled at the other who closed the folder in surprise. "Now let me outta here I got nothin to do with you! Damn jerk!" He struggled against his bindings once more with new found strength not wanting to give in.
A deep chuckle filled the room. The man leaned in to the blonde's face and coyly smiled. "We know you have them. There's no point in denying it." Whatever 'it' was Jonouchi knew it couldn't be legal and he shook his head frantically. "Now I'm gonna count to three and you tell me where it is before I cut a finger off your little hand here." The man took out a knife a pressed it against Jonouchi's ring finger. Blood dribbled down the side of his hand and he winced. "One..."
The blonde had to think fast. He had to get out of here. Before he could form a coherent sentence the blonde bashed his head against the others. Both foreheads began dripping blood and as Jonouchi sent the other a heated glare. The man surprised at this, pulled the knife away from the blonde's hand.
"So you really don't have it then." The man stated like he had known it all along and took a hankerchief out to clean his blade.The blood leaking from his forehead seemed to go unnoticed causing Jonouchi to twitch in annoyance.
"I already told you I don't have whatever 'it' is. Now I gotta go to work so let me out." The man smiled as if something Jonouchi said was absolutely funny.
"My dear boy it's two in the morning. Do you really work that late?" He didn't answer but his hands began to shake in anger. The other stood up and sheathed the knife into his pocket. The otehr scoot the chair back to its corner and reached the exit. Just as he opened the door the man turned around acting as if he had just remembered something. "Oh yes, I just recalled that conversation I had with the boss. You were to join the Gonbooku. Order from the top." The man placed his hand on his chin as if thinking about it before pointing upwards as if 'the top' was a holy place like heaven.
"Hell no, I need to get home now untie me and leave me alone!" He was frustrated to say the least. It was like these people didn't understand what 'no' meant. He had no desire to join the yakuza and get involved in something messy. He had his friends and his job that was all he needed in his life.
The man slowly closed the door behind him. "Well then you can just sit there and think about it then." Jonouchi was once again left alone.
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Hey guys! Yay my plot is finally developing! I'm so proud of myself...I don't know why I named the chapter that but it sounds cool :3
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