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Chapter 10

Reality is not the only true.

Not when yours is far

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-Everybody go for the American dream, Shinomori.

Morning has arrived, and the sun's heat was getting in through the window, and it seems that she was watching my dreams. The worst was that the Wolf of Mibu doesn't come as he promised.

-They believe that once there in a magical and irrational way Money grows on trees and the streets are pink. - Keep the girl saying. –On their minds they turn the country on and an ideal Utopia. But that's far from true. Life is hard, streets are cruel and in there is just survival of the strongest.

-That is Makoto Shishio motto, he was Seta's father.- My voice was harsh because of the sleep.

-Poverty is not bad luck, but a circumstance. People can choose to be clean and have moral or pass along both. That I learn it by myself… my mother could have chosen to let pass the drugs and prostitution, but chose not to. Being born here might have helped me to avoid several obstacles in my life. But the place you born is not something you can choose.

-Streets here are not to different- At first she look at me with surprise but something in my voice made her come a little violent.

-Don't give me the, If I can avoided you too could have done it. Because then this is big shit of talk.

Here words came so sharp and heavy that makes me wonder if indeed those medications exert the expected effect on her or if it simply cuts its effectiveness because of her habit on drugs.

-How did you pass the drug test?- Ask I bluntly

-My life is not your problem.- Reply her as went to bed so hard that she complaint in pain and I almost laugh in her face. But she turns her back to me to ignore me.

Despite that she was right. Her life it doesn't matter to me. She was simply a threat to my long-awaited promotion. I 'am the best no one have achieved so many consecutives promotions with so little time in the forces. Until she came here to erase all that I have accomplished. If everybody get to know about all her lies, that would be a big time problem. She would face martial court and prison for perjury and fasciations of documents. But here she was telling me that she cares nothing about all this and telling me to no interfere with her life.

-When they get know that you stole an identity, that you filled out official documents under a false name and that you have taken pay Money on that identity you will be accused of perjury and forgery. That will end up splashing one way or another my precinct because those document passed through our hands and not just that you took out and operation without the necessary regulatory approvals in a document you have counterfeit and submit to a superior officer, who, just to mention, is your father and the mention of use of illegal drugs. If you think that those are not reasons enough for me to understand why, then you are crazy.

-You are really persuasive Shinomori.

Her eyes left me speechless. She seat up again and I recognize the sparkle of seduction on her eyes. I supposed that's her way to tell that she will answer.

-Your aunt Tokio took you out of the streets and she has many contacts. Why steel an identity then?- She sighed and start to talk as I never imagine she will do.

Whoever thought the aroma of coffee itself was not exciting was who never smell it before.

Those were Saito Hajime's thoughts as he wakes up by two fine things: The coffee smell and the happy feminine song from his kitchen. He was happy enough until he remembers last night.

He growl as sitting on the couch for allow his feelings control his actions. Never had done anything like this on his life. Not with Tokio or in his affair with Kiri and somehow that bothered him. But he can blame that his feelings were so visible because of Misao's personality.

Yes, that was it. Misao was the responsible of this; of this inconsistency in his life. She is vivacious, crazy, and was preparing a delicious breakfast in his kitchen, in his apartment and in his life.

That fact made him send to hell all his preconceptions gained along the path. So he took a decision he had been discussing since Sayuri came: Redo his life and free his mistakes.

Maybe his daughter will never forget him, but he was sure he would not let her escape this time, nor would escape the Itachi that did nothing to keep quite while he slept.

Those were going to be the women in his new life.

Rising went and leaned against the kitchen doorway without making noise and stared at Misao. It wasn't long when she was taken off guard and her hand went directly to her chest.

-I thought you were still asleep, wolf.- Say her as she realized that he was wearing only his black pants. The muscle of his chest and abdomen were tanned and firm with the male essence that flowed from him made her eyes slide down his body. Seeing the blush that came over her face once the initial shock passed he could not avoid to made fun of her.

-Did you really think I'm a helpless wolf?- He said approaching her. Saito passed his arms around her waist and cradled his chin in the hollow of her feminine neck. –Wild animals are very dangerous Misao.

She was stunned at his words, her name coming from his lips and the roar that came from his chest as he kissed her. She knew that if he keeps this she will lose her self control. And was about to lose it when he said something that let her even more bewildered: "Don't worry… I desire to completely taste you on the wedding night, slowly, calmly and without haste…" Then he took the toast Misao was still holding and a cup of coffee from the counter ignoring the disbelieving look on her eyes. Has he just proposed to her?

Once he finished the breakfast. Gave her a quick kiss on her lips and let her stand there in disbelief. He knows that she need some time to think and more over that he let Makimashi Misao speechless was so much to tell on that. He has taken the first step; now was all in Misao's hands.

So, when Saito get in the hospital he felt as he was in top of the world. And he doesn't care about the surprised look Sanouske gave to him, when was actually tormenting or better to say in the middle of chicken and fox fighting with a nurse call Takani.

-If all this is just an excuse to invite her out you just need to tell her Tori-atama.

-Boss, are you crazy? I was only asking for Valentino's room.

-Well that's not how you approach to me mister. You say a 'compliment' that actually I find so vulgar if not an insult to my intellect.- Interrupt the black hair and crimson lips nurse.

-Just ignore the idiot here miss. Now you move 'ahou' we need to send Shinomori to sleep.

Takani was a little embarrassed while trying to get her thoughts in order. Until she looks back at Saito and remember something.

-So you are the one who handcuffed the girl.– The accusatory tone of Takani take has taken his good humor. –As a captain you must know even the police need a court order to restrict the movements of someone hospitalized. Come with me to fill out some papers at the nursing area.

And if there was something that he hates the most was someone ordering him around. So letting aside his top of the world mood, he took the law of sarcasm that is really his way.

-Very well then.- She smiled, thinking herself victorious, but had no idea who she was messing around. –'Ahou' accompany here the healthcare fox lady here. You are chicken head after all and you two can get well together. You fill those documents of her the best you can. Good luck lady.

So Saito pushed Sano towards her, while ignoring Takani complaints as being overwhelmed by Sagara. When he reached the elevator the doors where open, very fortunately, and once in he said: "It doesn't matter who fill it you just need the plate number of the officer." As that the doors closed and his sarcastic smile reflects on the metal while thinking on how many hours will need Sanouske to fill those papers.

The smile was still on his face when he reaches the room door but he heard Shinomori's voice:

-Your aunt Tokio took you out of the streets and she has many contacts. Why steel an identity then?

That was an excellent question. But the Sayuri's long sight stab Saito on the chest without warning making him just capable to lean on the wall and wait for the answer standing beside the door.

-It's not easy to break ties strong as mine. I was friend, almost like a sister of the ghetto group leader were I used to live.

The girl's serious words bounced in the room space and me feel the unstable Ki that I last expected right now. And maybe it wasn't that bad of idea that Saito knew the true even if in this way.

-I was the leader.- Said I and that change her face completely in a relive way at feeling that someone understand her. I understand it and couldn't help but feel the blood flowing faster inside me and the lighter heart beat for such a biological act. Not what I expected but I couldn't help it.

-He. Saito saw me just only once. At the hospital when my mother died. The staff doesn't let me go until I got the person to whom my mother had appointed as my guardian.

You can't imagine the fear I experienced those three days waiting to see which of their boyfriends will take care of me. All their faces flashed through my head. From the super tall with block size hands who like to hit her on their… jobs; of if will be the politician assassin for hire or the trench coat man and cigar man who had been Shishio's right hand in the country. But I also though it will be the neighbor who paid her with drugs whenever his wife didn't want him in bed.

I pass fear then, but it never cross my mind that she send for my real father. Anyway, she always yelled at me that it was my fault that she was in a place like that. That if hadn't existed she would have been near the man she had only loved.-

Her words were no longer able to stop and Saito and I knew that but not her. And for me it feels like being standing in the middle of nowhere being drenched to the bone by the rain of a storm. It was obvious that no one had heard her truth before that moment, the life of Sayuri Takagi

-I recognize Saito once saw him standing there as the man who my mother has loved. The man I separated her from, the man who was the reason to drug herself and me at night. The face she imagine in every man she laid with and I'm sure of that because even was sent to the streets while she work I can't let go to far being afraid of being shot or raped. So I stay closed to the house and herd her scream his name. At first I didn't understand it. But one night I found her drunk crying over a photo. But I didn't knew it was my father until the nurse took my simple and with a ignorant sweet smile told me that she thought that the blood test was unnecessary because I look just like him.

Her words make me hate her smile while she get me to them. Aunt Tokio was crying and cursing and he just look at me with contempt and said he need to go outside to smoke. Was then that she wiped her tears away and hugged me. I stayed static at such gesture, before that day no one had hugged me before.

Just the guys who want to sex me show that kind of effect. You know, I was lucky, very lucky to leave untouched from the ghetto. My friend, the leader was the number one there and he saved me from being raped more times that you can imagine. With him I could smoke, get drunk or high all I wanted and nothing would happen. He never let anyone touch me.

-What you gave him in return? Nothing is for free.- I said and her smile left cryptic her lips.

-A bullet to anyone who tried something funny to him. No one will imagine that it will be the smallest that would have the gun. He was the one who taught me to shoot, but his girlfriend said that was because I remind him of his younger sister who was killed by a stray bullet. Whatever was the reason I was knew as Krok's sister.

So, while Tokyo take me to a nice house in a pretty neighborhood and to a pink room I always get back to the ghetto instead of school.

I remember the first time I come back home handcuffed and dragged by a policeman totally drugged. I was eleven and walked back to the house and he stopped me at first not believing I was from that neighborhood. At least that day I didn't have the gun with me.

Anyways I keep giving headaches to aunt Tokyo and that's when I learned that fine ladies also wept for men who broke their hearts and I told myself that if keep doing bad things Saito will get back to her. But what I ended up doing is get her closed to her new husband. She met him while trying to get me bail in her own ways without lawyers or paperwork that she was a respectable lady in Japan with a name that would stain if my crime went to get knew.

But for me there were no crime on get nice clothes from the store. It was the only way to get something for years.

A criminal lawyer listened and offer to help. I end up in a fucking psychologist that want to 'detoxify' me. And they took out the second day and I went back to the ghetto for three full weeks. He ended picking me up there and I warned him that if he make auntie cry I will pass a bullet through his skull. It was funny how he changed colors while driving his Mercedes.

So I accomplished my 'part' and stay out of drugs Monday to Friday. And it in that period of time that I found out Saito's photos as his graduation here with high honors from the Academy. My aunt found me and told me about seeing them a part of Saito did not know, just calling him 'your father', a man of honor and values, a workaholic and smoking, an elite among the elites with a career in law. That was someone who could have been behind a desk doing his job but had chosen to be in charge of a precinct to be attentive to the streets.

Then I realized as my grandparents hated my mother's dissolute life, he must hate me for the same. Values and morality are very important to the Japanese society. I was 15 and since then I took my education very seriously, I learned everything I could then got the best ratings for an entire year but from Saito nothing. Neither appear when I behave well.

On my 16 birthday I got an idea. I would enter the army and be the best. Come to Japan and be recognizing here too with or without him. I no longer cared that he call me daughter but he will have to respect me.

So I went to Krok and tell him my plans and I went with his blessing, a new identity and a pass to the army that he bought me. The rest would be my thing. I called aunt from the base. She don't approve the ways but neither say it was the end of the world and I finally will leave all that crap behind. And I do become the best and they called me to be part of a special squad. One of those military experiments that they will not be responsible for anything and that if they don't work the eliminate everything.

However I accept it and I'm here. But I destroy everything for an oversight of my plan. Soon I will have to pay for have fallen. They leave no Stone unturned. This also I have seen.

-You don't even tell you aunt about what happen. Did you?

I made this question and she look at me scare about the option. As if she tell someone everything will end. But she had already done that with me and that's why her stare changed to angry. And our met like that. The fight between the blue and the Brown. Sky and earth. Ice and honey. But this let her so undefended simply because Shinomori's eyes don't portrait their usual ice, or the indifference.

-This is so stupid.- Say her trying to reconcile what she felt on that moment.

But I did notice on her face the look of a lost puppy left in the middle of the road on a stormy night. Maybe it was just that.

-Maybe you two need to sit down and talk.- I try to made her think on that and she knows very well that I'm not saying talking to her aunt.

-Are you crazy? He had his chance already the day Misao found us talking in his office and you know what he does? Scold me because I smoke!

-So that's show that he cares.

-Don't defend him! Damn! You are just bootlicker Shinomori.

She was frustrated by this situation, because of her life and everything in general. It was obvious she drag all that on me. So I answered calmly: "No I'm not. It's just that I respect those who fight to achieve their goals by their own merits." But that patience do not last at being broke at her response.

-What do you think I see on you? The only thing you haven't done yet is to turn on his cigarette so he doesn't burn his gloves. You ass.

Say what? I the Ice King being course by this wolf daughter?

-You are an ignorant child. Your actions are conducted by fear. No once have you seat down and think that maybe you're wrong and you just seat around judging others. You maybe are good on your job and everything, but you're still a damn kid!- I Explode to her.

And to call her kid unleashes the beast on her or maybe it just her real personality. She was still 18 years old girl who had shoot, used drugs, kill, beaten, robbed had been member of a street gang and now was a soldier. With only 18 had live more than many people and far less than many others, had no childhood, had no parents and no one who loved her. Found only a person who care for her and couldn't decipher it. Simply hide because don't know how to react to that care.

But knowing that this creature in front of me is lost in life did not remove the fact that she stubborn than Misao, and by far was the daughter of the Wolf of Mibu, neither more nor less. And made me lose my self control and defenses with just a blink. And so, while I was arguing with her about her being a kid I didn't hear the wolf's entrance.

-Well, well, well, Shinomori who knew that one day you will take the chicken head role. This is quite a spectacle.

-This can't be.- Protest Sayuri as I resumed my composure.

-Get out of here Shinomori. Go sleep. Neurons are being killed inside your brain and the world start to notice it.

That's something I will not discuss I had three days without fully sleep so I took the offer and left just like that. But NO. Oh no! This hasn't ended it here. Someone else was outside. And if I did not stop that person the conversation being held inside of the room at my back will not take place.

Definitely the world had a mission and I need to end it.

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