Chapter 12: The Return of Goda

Man, I am a sucker! No, an idiot! No, pond scum! No even worse…I am going to a country where nearly a hundred people hate my guts enough to kill, dissect, impregnate, or throw me into a pit…WHY AM I BACK? I blame Mio….I blame MIO! Darn kid…of course, I would get attached to this darn teenager! All he had to do is look at me with those eyes…just like Akihiko's…and I remember, hurt and obey….damn. Double damn, TRIPLE DAMN! I hate myself now…These thoughts rang in Goda's head as the plane gently landed in Narita Airport. Mio smirked and kept to himself. Goda was gripping a piece of paper that told the movies for the flight….he was deeply afraid. Not of Akihiko or any of the players of the Uke Trade-Off…those men were mice compared to the cats…the Hunassha, the forefathers, and Mavro…All three branches of the Hunassha including the new brat to-become-the-mafia-boss…Goda was on edge the entire time while packing and on the flight. Of course, he was told days before that these people were in Japan…by Conto and the duo.

Goda had a deep feeling that the players were watched other than by Settori and his brother. He told Conto, not only to stay in Japan with Aikawa, but to stay to watch the players. Good thing…Conto did not take long to see Kurt, Tilly, and a few new members of the Hunassha entering Marukawa Publishing Company…actually, Conto told him recently this Hunassha member was there since the beginning of the game…some new editor assistant called Benedict Arnold Parjure. Even worse than that, Benedict worked under Aikawa…which lead to Conto…which led back to Goda.

He moaned and stood as he followed Mio to his certain doom. Goda was certain that the Hunassha was going to catch him this time…nine years…he had ran, hid his name, and disguised himself to stay away from this mafia organization. Goda put on sunglasses, which probably did not hide the fact he still had the famous Taka light hair, while both men walked into the lobby of the airport filled with people. Goda kept an eye out for anyone he recognized…but his eyes enlarged at the sight before him. Instead of friend or foe, Shinobu walked to Goda and Mio.

Shinobu said, "Are you trying to ruin your eyesight before old age? Take those things off."

Goda snarled, "Is my sunglasses bothering you? So sorry, but I refuse to remove them for a whiney child like you. What are you doing here?"

Shinobu snarled, "I am leaving in ten minutes."

Goda blinked and said, "Well, have a nice trip." He urged Mio ahead of him as Shinobu continued, "I might not come back…thanks to you."

He stalled and said, "I did nothing that your relationship that you two did not already do, Shinobu. Miyagi and you were a joke to love…just get over it and—"

Nearly in a flash, Shinobu raced to Goda and raised his arm in anger. Goda moaned and shoved Mio away before the blow hit his face…yet again, Goda refused to block or hit back any of the players from his game.

Shinobu snarled, "Take it back!" His face was twisted with pain, rage and glared into Goda's face.

Goda's sunglasses broke and slipped off his face. He felt slight swelling on his right cheek where Shinobu hit him, but he said, "Never."

Shinobu curled his fists and said, "Then I will make you take it back!" He prepared to hit Goda again but stalled…but in actuality, his arm was held back by one of the duo, Keikoz Pen.

Her face was calm, but her eyes were enraged. She said very calmly, "get on your plane if you wish to see your family again. Good bye, boy." She shoved him away as she turned to Goda with a friendly smirk.

Goda moaned and said, "I did not want your interference, Pen-san."

Pen-san said, "Please, you were never a fighter…so that is why you hired others to fight for you. Who is the kid?" She stared at Mio as Mio did the same.

Pen-san was a mother of the other member of the duo…but her body and face, most people would never consider her for a second to be a mother. Her face was soft, mark less from battles, and light make-up was applied to her eye lids. Always a shade of green…she never explained why, but she loved green. Her hair was loosely worn around her face, which shown the brilliant face she own and how well she took care of herself. She owned many hair colors in the years she worked for Goda, but she consistently picked blonde for a hair color. This time her hair was a dark strawberry blonde with one green streak on the left side of her face. Her dark amber eyes were narrowed in confusion at Mio. Her body was fitted into a tight tube top with embellished straps and the fabric stayed on top of her toned stomach; her lower end was covered by hip-hugging leather jeans and cowboy boots. Always compared to a hooker or teenager…her fighting style always saved her from unwanted touching. She was hell on wheels…just like her partner who was actually her teenage daughter, which the teen was not seen. Goda knew she was here since mother and daughter were never too far apart.

Mio said, "I am a friend of Goda's. Who are you?"

She still showed little emotion to Mio, but she said, "Pen-san."

Mio gulped and said, "Nice to meet you."

Goda smirked at Mio. The kid is too damn good…he found me in Hong Kong, he know his limits with my associates, and he uses simple tactics to convince people to agree with him. Brilliant…but I hope he can stay away from my family…the Hunassha would have a field day with him. Mio would be prime for any new member…young, innocent, tactician, and being a Usami also is a huge factor as well. I will not allow it. He said to Mio, "why don't you go to school? I will handle the bags and other things. I will see you later, okay?"

Mio sighed and said, "Are you sure? I really wanted to see you talk to Akihiko."

Goda giggled and said, "Do not worry. I will see Akihiko tonight while you are home. I just need to talk to Pen-san for a moment. Have a nice day." He tried to look innocent, but he knew Pen-san was a very bad sign…he needed Mio gone before anything strange happened.

But Mio was not stupid; he said "I am staying." He crossed his arms and glared at Pen-san.

Yet again, the child is too damn good for himself…WHY ME? Goda moaned this in his mind as he turned to Pen-san for help.

She looked pissed off and came closer to Mio. Pen-san whispered, "Kid, I want to tell you a little story…okay? I am not a hooker, bitch, or anything that you can ignore if you see me. I am an assassin, a fully trained assassin, which can kill your sorry ass in broad daylight without any worries from the government. I have legal immunities in this country and several others, so if Goda says disappear; I take that as two different orders. One, you walk away or two…I kill you, quickly and silently, which do you prefer?"

Mio looked extremely threatened and turned to Goda. Goda said, "Go, please." The teen turned back to Pen-san as she smirked and said, "ten seconds…ten…nine…eight…" Mio gulped and ran away from Pen-san.

Pen-san sighed and said, "what is whit you? I leave you alone for a few weeks, yet you find a few more stray puppies. Can you restrain your kindness for a few years, please! I have enough shit to watch because you like too much…"

Goda came to her and rubbed her face. He said, "Pen-san, please. I care for you too, you know."

She smiled and said, "It is a shame you do not love me…like you used to." Her head turned to his hand and rubbed against it.

Goda said, "we are not the same…you love me as your boss. Not as a partner that can be equal in love, power and emotions. Please calm yourself; are you here to tell me something or to reminisce about our previous relationship?"

Pen-san straightened up as Goda retracted his hand, and she said, "Right, sorry…I do adore the past with you in it. Maybe, I should date someone else…"

Goda snickered and said, "Yes, you should. Your daughter is blooming into a woman too, so soon enough you could be alone. You need someone who can satisfy you deeper than I did." They turned to the exit and walked towards it; they came to Conto and a limo.

Conto was dressed normally as he smirked at Goda. He moved forwarded and hugged Goda. He said, "Dear god, you shouldn't of come…but dear me, I have missed you so damn much. How are you?"

Goda cuddled into Conto's embrace and said, "Tired, angry, and just…lost." He moaned into Conto's shoulder and continued, "What else have you found out?"

Conto quickly pushed Goda into the car as Pen-san and Conto followed in. The limo moved forward as all three people got comfortable. Pen-chan went to her mother as the pair hugged and smirked at each other.

Pen-chan looked exactly like her mother from head to toe, just younger. She wore tight clothes, had a few earrings and a belly ring. Her nose ring always stuck out to Goda, for he moaned at her to remove it constantly. She wore a small diamond on her nostril, but she kept it on in spite of Goda's constant whining. She turned to Goda and said, "Welcome back, boss."

Goda snarled, "you got caught…I heard."

Pen-chan had a very annoying habit to tap her index fingers as she looked away. She said, "I…thought I could handle him…right, Mom?"

Pen-san sighed and said, "I am sorry, sir. She was close to getting a bug on…" She gulped and finished, "Kurt."

Goda's eyes enlarged as he growled, "what did I say to you two? The bugs are not toys! Especially not to be placed on Bullmus's men…dear god, you could have been killed, Suru-chan."

Pen-chan shivered at her real name and looked at Goda in the eyes. Her teenage face was set as she said, "I could have handled him! He was…fast…I never fought someone so fast…" She played with her fingers again and looked away.

Goda crossed his arms and snarled, "You are sixteen, not a super hero. Do not test my brother or his men. Understand? Next time you see Kurt or any of the Hunassha…run like your ass is on fire. Forget the bugs or information. Kurt is none of your concern."

"But next time—" Suru-chan yelped and stared at Goda. She stalled at Goda's flashing stare and turned away again.

Goda said, "Keikoz, be sure you too stay away from the Hunassha. The duo needs to stay together, understand?"

Pen-san snarled, "So, you expect the duo to believe that Conto can handle the Hunassha on his own? Please…Goda?"

Goda was staring at Conto as he said, "new suit…from Aikawa?"

Conto smirked as his face paled. He started to strip as Pen-san slapped a hand on her daughter's face. Suru-chan snarled, but her mother kept her face covered as Conto stripped to his underwear.

Goda snarled when Conto found a bug on his pant's tag…a small microchip no bigger than a finger nail, which lied near his butt the entire time…Goda said, "remove it, now."

The limo stopped as Goda stopped breathing. Everyone slowly got their weapons out: Conto had his wire, Keikoz had her sewing needles, and Suru had her mini hammer. Goda kept very still as he pulled out his throwing daggers. They all waited while barely breathing when two sets of feet came to the window. One person came to the window and tapped on the tinted window…they could not see in or out…so this person had to be either a cop or a Hunassha member. Everyone on the car remained silent as the person knocked again.

"Relax, this could be a friend of ours…" Conto whispered; but Kurt's voice called, "open the window…Goda, Hetzumi."

Goda snarled at Conto and opened the window to Kurt and Tilly. Both Hunassha members smirked at Goda as Tilly said, "damn! What did you do to your pretty little face?"

Kurt said, "So, we meet again…Hetzumi-chan. You look the same as before, but a tad bit older. How unfortunate you had to go through plastic surgery to keep us away?"

"Do I look like I went through plastic surgery? I refuse to change my face, for I was being hunted for a silly premonition." Goda said simply as he hid the daggers in the shadows of the window.

Kurt stiffened and said, "Well, the rumors do fly…why don't you and your friends put the weapons away. Remember one the vital thing that kept me alive…your brother enjoys my victories too much. I knew you would come back. So, my patience and bugs worked well. I would like to thank Conto and Suru for the information about you. They were very verbal about some of your whereabouts and your current target…Usami, Akihiko. Also, Mio Allens and Misaki Takahashi are friends of yours. How adorable…you think you could sneeze in this country without me or the forefathers finding out? The forefathers knew your return the moment you decided to play chess with these three couples…What is your purpose with these men? To teach the meaning of homosexuality…" He snorted and continued, "You are a woman, Hetzumi. Maybe you have a troublesome bottom, but you are woman through and through. Get out of the car, so we can talk properly."

Goda said, "I escaped your strong hold on two different reasons, Kurt. Also, I intend to keep escaping your strong hold like I did before…your eyes only deceived you for ten minutes, but it was enough time to run away…nine years. You have failed catching me for nine years…I am shocked you are still alive with this failure. Bullmus is getting soft."

Kurt snarled as he pointed his Mauser "BYF 42" pistol at Goda's face. The black pistol was small but the bullets killed enough innocent people to say so. He snarled, "I have proven my worth to your fucking brother enough times over to get whatever mission I want…I live only to serve him until my wish is fulfilled. You have been a thorn in my side for years since you left. The constant failure has made the cows lose their prestige in the Hunassha and the forefathers' eyes. I refuse to let you go even if you trick me again; I am twenty times stronger than before…try me. What is your secret weapon to be rid of me?"

Goda slowly tossed his daggers away and said, "you know my first escape option: running. I have many ways to run by water, air, land, and in the dark…but by best method is only known to a few people. I rather not show you right now…"

Kurt loaded the gun and said, "Test me, Hetzumi…I dare you. I want to destroy your ass than let you live, but the Hunassha will destroy you better than this little bullet. Common girl, make me suffer."

Goda looked directly into Kurt's dark green eyes and said, "If you insist…Frigtitus, frigidus vestitus homo, servo meus anima!" Goda's voice slowly lowered and echoed when he spoke in the different language.

Kurt stalled and turned. The wind started to swell and pick up speed as the car was being lifted into the air. Kurt and Tilly were tossed back as the window was rolled up by no one in the car. As a light blue cloud appeared in front of Goda, the cloud said, "servo tu iterum, Erus?"

Goda said, "Ita, Frigtitus."

Everyone in the car stared at the cloud as gun shots were fired outside. None of the bullets came into the car, but the bullets flew in different directions than hitting the car…the cloud moaned and continued, "renovo locatio?"

Goda gulped as his right wrist started to burn slightly. He remembered the pain he endured for this escape plan, but he had to use this…he said, "ita…exiguitas…"

The cloud laughed and said, "omnia vel nemo…Erus." The car started to fall; the passengers grabbed the closest thing to them as Goda moaned.

He felt his wrist burning with the old contract as the pain began to get stronger. Goda knew that this would not work unless he agreed to it…but he knew also agreeing meant trouble as well. He sighed and said in the echoed voice, "congruo…"

They heard screaming outside the car but slowly the car was lifted again. The car began to spin counterclockwise as the passengers screamed and held on. Goda did not have too…the blue cloud surrounded his body and protected him as the pain continued to burn on his right wrist.

The mark that took nine years to disappear…he almost be rid of that little man, but like the little man said, "one taste of magic, and you will always keep coming back. I will wait for you, Erus." The mark were Viking runes combined to symbolize their contract: the X was a sign of partnership, a tipping right table meant strength, a single flag meant joy, M for movement, a pointed R for journey, and a sideways hour glass for breakthrough. All the runes were in a small circle on the pressure point of Goda's right wrist, and six small bands of each rune encircled his wrist. This was their contract…both Goda and the little man had the same mark. If Goda called for the little man's help, the mark would instantly appear also the pain…the deep, stinging, burning and painful sensation on his wrist came to the surface. Sometimes…I wish I was born an idiot…I would be free of this curse mark…

The car was gently placed on the ground as the passengers slowly calmed down. The duo stared at each other then they turned to Conto. Conto moaned and said, "what just…Goda, your hand! It's blue!"

Goda paled and moaned deeply as his right wrist kept burning and actually turning a powder blue…the magic was swirling, swelling and making his wrist look like oxygen was disappearing. Far from the truth, the magic was just making pain and replacing the mark Goda tried so hard to remove.

Conto moved forward, but the blue cloud made a barrier in between Goda and Conto. The blue cloud snarled, "sojourn procul, mortalis!" The blue cloud sparkled as Conto and the duo fell asleep…the reason why Goda never had anyone question about this mark or how he escaped. Also, why Kurt did not remember Goda leaving…this little man had this forgetting spell that seeing the cloud sparkle made anyone forget the moment the magic happened. Of course, Goda never forgot. He had to endure the pain and wait for the magic to calm down…but it was not. The little man had to be rid of all the on-lookers, which had to be a few people including Kurt and Tilly.

The pain slowly calmed down as Goda moaned and stared at his wrist…the mark was making his skin pulse as the blue glow slowly dimmed down. The mark was burned with the little man's magic years ago, but the mark never changed from the moment it was placed on Goda's wrist.

The little man said through his cloud, "well…nine years and you have asked for my help. What do I owe the honor?"

"Asshole…do you have to hurt me every time I ask for help…" Goda panted and held his wrist to his chest. The pain just kept pulsing as the mark solidifies into his skin. He had to hide the mark again by either using the little man's magic or cover-up. Goda continued, "I only need this one time…so—" He yelped and stiffened as the mark clenched tightly onto his wrist.

The little man laughed and said, "excuse me, what did I say before? I was only giving you one chance for freedom, yet you ask me again to save your ass from Kurt. This time, I refuse to allow you to cast the mark off. Besides, you knew from the start…the mark is permanent. You can hide it all you want, forget me, or even not use magic for nine years, which you did. But I will always be waiting since I am your servant and master. Remember our contract, Erus? I would help and obey you if…"

Goda moaned and said, "Never shall I repeat those words….AHHHH!" His wrist turned red as the little man said, "say the words…I have no problem making you a one handed man…" Goda snarled and tried to resist the magic pulsing, but he leaned back as he said, "I need to use magic and be prepared to help you with any human issue you possess."

The little man snickered and said, "good girl, and if I may say so…I have missed your intelligence. Not many Hunassha have possessed your great strength of mind nor proved me wrong. Of course, Strike Butcher is extremely pissed off with your knowledge of stealing my powers. I rather enjoy his temper about this issue, but enough about that…How shall I serve you now? The last time you used my powers was quite limited, and I refuse to be just a mere memory. Use my powers, Hetzumi."

Goda's wrist slowly steamed and the normal human color came back; but this time…the runes remained on his skin etched like a tattoo with small blue dots around the main runes. He moaned and started to rub his wrist; not because he wanted to rub the mark off, but because the pain still make his skin and blood around his wrist pulse. His pain just originated on his wrist, but his body felt slightly weaker from trying to resist the little man. He said, "What can I use you for? I work as a phone executive…I have no need for a magic man…"

The little man said, "Use your imagination; you were always good for that. As I will speak you soon, I will promise you that." The cloud disappeared as Goda moaned again. He pulled his coat sleeve over his new mark as another knock at the window happened.

Goda sat up and turned. The little man did not…bring him to the forefathers, right? He gulped and turned to his unconscious partners. They were out for another few minutes or so. He grabbed his dagger and slowly rolled down the window. The dagger slipped from his fingers when he stared at the man before his window…it was Misaki.

Misaki blinked and said, "Goda…Goda…is that…you?"

Goda just stared and wondered…how did the little man know that Goda was thinking in the back of his mind of Misaki…also, how much does Kurt and the Hunassha know about Goda now? He sighed and said, "Hello, Misaki."