Masumi rested her head so it was beside her brother's on the hospital bed. She sat in the chair but leaned forward with her arms folded and her head turned sideways.

She looked out the hallway and sighed.

Bankotsu had 4 stitches in is stomach, from when Hiten stabbed him, and a total of nine on his head and shoulders. She placed her hand over his and squeezed down. She knew she would be interrogated soon.

Bankotsu was supposed to wake up soon, too. She feared that. She knew he'd be angry and ready to go all out. She sat up and softly pecked his cheek.

"I'm sorry…" She whispered and saw him stir.

"M-Masumi?" He whispered.

"I'll be back." She kissed his forehead and grabbed her coat. She saw him asleep again as she left.

-

She walked down the line of occupied counters as the officer led her to her seat. She nodded in thanks. She watched as Hiten was led across from her behind the glass. His left eye was bruised and he had a large cut down his jaw. His scowl didn't leave his face when he saw her. She picked up the phone and watched him hesitantly do the same.

"Hiten?" She whispered.

"What?" He asked in a husky tone.

"I-I need to talk to you…" She frowned.

"What does it look like you're doing?"

"I…want to know exactly what happened with you and Bankotsu." She watched his brows knot together.

"You expect me to tell you that when I'm in fucking lockup? What is wrong with you?" He snapped and tears glistened in her eyes.

"Please…"

"I want something in return." He answered dryly.

"Anything…."

"A conjugal visit….I fuck, I talk." He reasoned.

"Hiten…it doesn't…."

"You want a confession? That's the only way you'll get it." He glared.

"Are you even allowed that?"

"Yes…I have some ties with officers." He answered and she bit her bottom lip. "You want it or no?"

"I'll….fine…." She agreed.

"Alright….go where you came in and they'll call you back soon." He smirked and hung up.

-

She walked outside and was led to a trailer. She nodded again in thanks and walked inside. She nervously glanced around and jumped when she saw Hiten on the bed. He lunged forward and crashed his lips against hers.

"Six hours…five and a half to fucking tear you up…..half to talk….." He said between kisses.

"Hiten….please…." She frowned and pushed his chest back.

"What?" He faced her.

"If I'm going to….can you be gentle?" She frowned and he growled.

"You'll do it anyway I want if you expect me to talk." He grunted; her back still pinned to the wall. She looked down and already saw him starting with the button to her jeans.

"I'll….be good just….don't hurt?" She gently tilted his chin so he faced her. "Can it go slow?" She whispered and watched his expression get angry. "Like…" She pushed him back on the bed so he was sitting and slid off her jeans. He smirked and laid back on the bed so he was propped up on his elbows.

"Depends on how quick you undress." He whispered. She crawled on his lap and folded her legs at his sides. He held her hips as she pulled her shirt over her head. "Did they interrogate you yet?" He asked as she unhooked her bra with fear in her eyes.

"No…" She whispered. She tensed when he flipped her below him. He tugged at her panties and bit down on her neck.

"Do you want me to stay here?" He whispered and blew in her ear. She whimpered but didn't answer. He pulled away and stared down at her in disbelief. "You want me to…don't you?"

"Hiten….you can't say you don't deserve it…." She whispered. He ripped his shirt over his head and revealed his beaten, cut up chest. He kicked off his pants and boxers and growled.

"I deserve to just as much as that bastard you call your brother!" He roughly entered her and she gasped.

"Hiten…"

"He's just as bad as me! You don't think he lies to you?" He grunted.

"You're hurting me…" She glared up and his eyes softened.

"What you say will decide if I stay here." He slowed down and she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Just….lie for me…" He kissed down her neck.

"Hiten." She moaned.

"I missed you…." He whispered and cupped her breast. "Do you love me still?"

"Yes!" Her back lifted off the bed and he slowly pulled in and out of her.

"No other man has touched you since you left me….right?" He smirked, enjoying teasing her.

"No! Just….you." She looked up to him and his cocky smile widened. "Always you…"

"Masumi….are you mine?" He frowned and picked up his pace a little. Her legs spread in the air.

"Yes! Yours!" She hissed and he bit down on her breast. His tongue bathed it and her moans got louder.

"Masumi." He grunted. He shifted so he was back on top of her and she pulled him down for a kiss. He deepened it as much as he could and kept focusing on grinding his hips against hers. She moaned in his mouth and he pulled away, breathless.

"Hiten…..don't stop….' She begged and he smirked.

"Wanna change position?" He whispered and nipped at her earlobe.

"No…keep going!" She demanded and he rolled his eyes but complied. His gentleness quickly wore and felt pain come back. "It hurts…." She felt a tear slide down her cheek.

"Sh…." He kissed it and she whimpered. He grabbed her hips and shifted them so he had more mobility.

"Hiten…"

"You belong to me…" He whispered.

"Stop." She frowned up to him.

"Shut up…and let me finish." He groaned.

"Hiten!" She screamed. "Please…'

'Just sh….all you need to do is keep your pretty little legs open…." He grunted.

"Hiten…"

"Don't cry…." He whispered and he stopped moving. He slowly pulled out and watched her let go of the sheets she was clinging to. He glared at the clock.

"It's only been one hour." He barked and she rolled over so her face was buried in his chest. He frowned and wrapped his arm around her.

"Talk and we can….do it again…" She frowned, hating that he needed that much bribery.

"One year ago I was close with him….Bankotsu. He covered north and I took the south. He wasn't intelligent about it, though….the news and cops knew him almost on a personal level….I kept a low profile and made sure the only ones that knew my name were the ones that needed to…he had to make cuts because of people finding out who he was and his business was going slow, causing mine to sky rocket. He ran low on money and feared it. He already borrowed money off a lot of bad people. I lent him hundreds of thousands to get out of debt….to keep his house and pay off everybody. Of course it wasn't charity….he agreed to pay me back over the course of the year."

"And he didn't?" She whispered.

"No. I came around every so often, I'm not sure if you remember me." He watched her stare blankly. "I offered to cut the price in half to have you. He, of course, refused. I threatened if he didn't come up with it, I'd get you. He didn't make one single payment until the night I gave you back…he didn't believe me I guess…" He glared.

"You're a dealer?" She asked.

"So is he! He just doesn't know when enough is fucking enough! He claims I'm the worst person ever; tell me, Masumi, do you think he's raped a woman?" He barked and her lower lip trembled.

"H-He wouldn't."

"He was a fucking pimp. He sold and forced women….some were even younger than fucking you!"

"Stop it." She cried.

"He was fucking awful and only pulled things together this last year. Where do you think all those drugs went when he couldn't sell them?"

"…"

"He did more cocaine than I ever thought possible! I fucking helped him when he needed it! I was the only bastard stupid enough to get him back on his feet only for him to screw me over!" He snarled.

"D-Does he still…?"

"He's done with coke from what I know." He frowned, feeling a little guilty.

"So….even before you knew who I was…you just wanted me for sex?"

"That was then, sweetheart…" He cupped her face.

"You only wanted me as your plaything…." She frowned.

"Masumi, if it were all about sex I wouldn't have struggled to keep you for so long…" He stroked her hair and she cocked her eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" She whispered.

"I had to raise the price a little to get you to stay…" He shrugged.

"You kept me from him!" She flinched at his touch.

"Because I wanted you." He growled. "I'll let you in on a little secret…" He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. "I was going to get you no matter what." He scoffed and she pulled away.

"He….you…." She started redressing and he growled.

"I'm not finished with you yet!' He grabbed her arm and flung her back on the bed. "Listen, you ungrateful…" He stopped when he saw how terrified she was.

"Is….is it all true?"

'Yeah." He sighed. He pulled the sheets over them and wrapped his arms around her. She cried in his shoulder.

"Why did he lie to me?"

"To protect you…from bastards like me…." He finished in a whisper.

He had so much he still wanted to ask her but she was shaken up enough. For now, he would just hold her until his time was up.