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Chapter 26

Asami's POV

The crimelord stood from his desk chair and looked out over his city, glaring at the sun that was starting to rise, signaling the first night they were unsuccessful in finding their loved ones. He couldn't seem to find the one thing that would find them, even after countless hours of torturing anyone involved with Jun that he could get his hands on. It all came up in dead ends, and even when he killed Jun's men it felt like…nothing. There wasn't any satisfaction in it, definitely not any guilt…it was like he didn't feel anything. Asami knew one thing for sure, and that was the only thing that would make him feel again was having his adorable lover back where he belonged. Safely in his arms.

Asami was pulled from his thoughts when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He looked at the name on the screen and immediately swiped the screen to answer. "Is everything okay?" He asked before Fei could say anything.

"Asami, I know you have your hands full but the children need you. Kiyomi won't eat and she didn't sleep last night…and Masa won't stop crying." Fei said, and in the background of the call he could indeed hear the familiar sound of his sobbing and screaming toddler.

"…I'm on my way." He hung up, not really in the mood to go into a long phone conversation, instead he just wanted to do what he had to. Grabbing his suit jacket from his chair, Asami left to find his most trusted friends who had been hunched over computers all night. They were going through emails, texts, and personal accounts….they were grasping at straws at this point, as much as the man hated to admit it. "Have you found anything yet?"

Kei peered over his glasses. "No sir, nothing that pertains to their kidnapping." Kazumi raised his eyes from his screen and shook his head.

"Ryuichi I've gone through all the security footage over and over, I can't find anything. The last time the van was spotted was six hours ago. They must have changed vehicles or they've left Tokyo."

Asami leaned against the door and let out a long sigh, rubbing his forehead. He felt like he had aged ten years in one night. "Fei called…he said the kids need me to come home."

"I'll call you a car around." Kazumi said tiredly, already pulling his phone out. The crimelord nodded, heading for the door.

"Just…call me if either of you find something."

Once arriving home, Asami found himself hesitating at the door. This was the first time he arrived to their home without his Akihito. The first time he would be alone with the kids...and he would have to bring them bad news. With a long sigh leaving him he pushed the heavy door open to see Haruka sweeping up the remains of a broken vase. Immediately he knew this was the work of his toddler son, who was surprisingly not screaming. Did he manage to get Masa asleep? Asami headed into the family room, leaning against the doorway to observe and admire the surprising scene in front of him. Feilong had Masahiko in his arms, rubbing his back and rocking him whilst singing a song the crimelord recognized to be in Chinese. Even from across the room he could see the red puffy bags under his son's eyes, and Asami could see stress lines appearing on Feilong's face. He must have aged ten years in just a few hours.

Kiyomi sat staring blankly at the black screen of the television, curled up under Akihito's favorite blanket. If there was ever a time they were all in the family room together, the photographer was curled up in an adorable ball with that blanket wrapped around him. His daughter seemed to notice his presence from the reflection of the television screen, her head whipping around to him. She immediately untangled herself from the blanket and ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Daddy!" She cried, burying her face in his stomach.

"Hey sweetie…" He didn't know what to say as he watched Fei get up from the couch and make his way over, too tired to be embarrassed about being caught singing to the toddler. Masahiko was reaching towards him with grabby hands, mumbling "Mamamamama." I know you want your mommy…but hopefully I'll do. Asami reached out and took his son from the Baishe leader. "…I'll take it from here, go take a shower and get some sleep." Fei didn't need to be told twice, heading for the elevator after giving Kiyomi an affectionate kiss on the top of her head.

"Daddy…have you found Mommy yet?" Kiyomi asked, looking at him with hopeful eyes. It was breaking his heart.

"No, not yet. But I promise I'll bring your mother home." Asami assured her, bending down to pick her up with his free arm. He could see the dark circles under her eyes, she needed sleep. All three of them needed sleep. Masahiko was practically already falling asleep, his presence being enough to make the toddler feel more relaxed. With both of them in his arms, he headed up the stairs towards his bedroom.

Kiyomi laid her head on his shoulder, sniffling. "How do you know? What if mommy never comes back…" Just saying it made her voice break, the eight year old breaking into tears again.

Asami got them to the bedroom before he answered her question, gently setting her down on the bed before climbing on himself. After situating Masa on his chest with a hand against his back, he wrapped an arm around his daughter and pulled her into his side. "…Your mother is strong. The strongest person I know, especially since you kids came into the picture. He would never leave us. And with as many people as we have searching for him…we'll find him." This seemed to calm her down quite a bit.

"Mommy is pretty tough…I saw mommy grab a cake from the oven with his bare hands. He's magic." That explains the burns on his hands. Lying little boy. The crimelord couldn't help but smirk and shake his head.

"Exactly. Mommy is going to be okay, and he'll be back home before you know it." She nodded into his side, nuzzling up to him as her eyes drooped closed. The child was exhausted, having stayed up all night crying and worrying. Asami wished she never had go through this kind of fear, and where he couldn't promise it wouldn't happen again…he would do everything in his power to prevent it. Asami didn't want to lose his family to such things as the rats of the world.

"Hey Daddy?"

"Hm?"

"Make the bad man who took Mommy away pay." Asami glanced down at his daughter who had finally passed out due to exhaustion after saying this.

"…Don't worry princess, I will."

Akihito opened his eyes to an unfamiliar room and in a very uncomfortable position. He tried to raise his hands to wipe the sleep from his eyes but found that he couldn't move his arms. "What….?" Suddenly he realized his name was being called, and he turned his head in the direction of the voice. Aki gasped as he saw Mayuri restrained by his arms and ankles to a bed. "Oh my god…what have they done to you?!" The photographer growled, struggling against his own restrains.

"Nothing yet. I think Jun took your warning about not hurting me, but you should be more concerned about yourself. You are in a worst predicament than I'm in." Mayuri gestured with his head to make him look down. Fuck… Akihito finally noticed the chains wrapped around his chest, securing him to the metal chair. His hands were cuffed to the arms of the chair, his ankles to the legs. There was no way he could even move an inch in these binds.

"Do all Yakuza do this or is it just the ones I've met?!" The blonde raised an eyebrow, trying to lighten their very bad situation with some humor.

"Oh my…what has Ryu done?" Mayuri snickered, though Akihito could tell by the glint in the designer's eye that he already knew. Dirty fucking bastard…did you brag about it or something?! "This reminds me of something an acquaintance asked me once, actually. Want to hear it?" Probably not.

"Sure, hit me with it. We don't have anything better to do.

"He asked me: what's the difference between erotic and kinky?" That's a…weird question just to ask someone.

"Alright, you have me hooked. Enlighten me of the difference."

Mayuri smirked devilishly. "Erotic is using a feather, kinky is using the whole chicken." That's…not at all what I was expecting. Akihito snorted, and despite their fucked up situation, burst into humored giggles.

"Well Asami and I have nothing to do with chickens in our sex life. Asami isn't into animal pla…." Aki stopped midsentence, having to halt himself. He prayed Mayuri didn't notice, but of course the little asshole did.

"Oooo do tell!~ What kind of animal play does Ryu enjoy?~"

"NO! NO! We are not talking about this!"

"Yes we are! Come on, what else is there to do? Besides, the conversation is just getting interesting!" Mayuri pleaded, giving him those big puppy eyes of his.

"Nope, not happening."

"Then I'll just have to guess! Does Asami like you to be dressed like a pretty little sex kitten?~" Right on the nail. Akihito blushed as he remembered their Christmas night together, wishing so badly he could crawl into a corner and just die.

"Oh my god he does! I need details, stat! Did you have a tail?"

"Urg…yes, okay, I dressed up as a cat and yes I had a fucking tail!" The photographer blushed dark red all the way to his ears.

"Was the tail a clip on or was it…"

"Yes Akihito, how was the tail attached?" Jun asked from the doorway, a nasty and perverted look in his eyes.

Hands curling into fists, Akihito glared at the ex-yakuza as he made his way into the room. "That's none of your damn business, Asshole!" He spat.

"Oh, now that was rude. You'll tell my little brother but not me?" Jun coyly smiled.

"Why would I tell you anything?! I don't know you and you tried to fucking kill me and my baby! If it wasn't for Mayuri you would have succeeded! Then you threaten my children, chase us through a hospital, throw us into the back of a dirty ass van, and then kidnap us! Am I leaving anything out?! So no, you don't have any right to know a damn thing about me!" Akihito snapped, his hands balling into tight fists. It took him several deep breaths to calm down his anger, staring daggers at his now tongue tied capture. Jun just stared at him blankly as he regained his footing on the situation. His face contorted into a vicious sneer as he made his way over to Mayuri.

"Little brother, your friend was so mean to me. Won't you comfort your big brother?" Jun coos to the smaller man, tracing a finger from his brother's jaw towards his lips. Mayuri chomped down on the offending digit once it brushed against his lips, drawing a strangled scream from Jun who tried to wrestle his finger from Mayuri's mouth, but the designer had his jaw locked in place. He's like a fucking alligator… Jun began repeatedly punching Mayuri in the nose until finally the designer had no option but to release him. Blood pooled from the brunette's nose into his mouth, and before the asshole could get away Mayuri spat it into Jun's face.

"Don't EVER touch me again! You got away with it when I was a child, but not now, not EVER AGAIN!" Wait…what? What did he do?! Jun fished a handkerchief from his suit pocket, wrapping his bleeding finger up.

Akihito was fighting harder against his binds, the metal cuffs breaking into his delicate skin. "You sick fucker! How could you do that to your little brother?! That's disgusting! Get the fuck away from him!" He screamed, ready to kill the ugly fucktard in front of him…that is until he felt a very painful shock to the back of his neck. The photographer almost cried out, but clamped his teeth down on his lip in time. He wouldn't give Jun that kind of satisfaction…not on his life. "You fucking asshole! You put a shock collar on me?!" Akihito was met with another, stronger shock. His entire body jerked so hard that the metal cuffs sliced through his skin.

Chuckling, Jun held up a small remote as he made his way over to the still struggling blonde. He grabbed Aki's chin, forcing him to lock eyes as he sneered. "Bad dogs need to be trained, and you…are a really naughty little bitch." What did he just fucking call me?! "How sad though….I thought you and Mayuri were friends, but since he didn't tell you about us...I guess you're not as close as you thought."

"Shut up Jun! Akihito has nothing to do with this! Just let him go!" Mayuri yelled from the bed, angry tears welling up in the corners of his eye.

"Oh I think he does, because he seems to think that you were the victim…but we know the truth, don't we? Were you embarrassed of your actions, is that why you didn't tell him? Ashamed and scared of the truth that you seduced me with those innocent eyes of yours and so cutely calling me "big brother" with that adorable lisp?" Mayuri looked like he was going to throw up.

He burst into humorless laughter. "Are you serious?! You have to be the most delusional piece of shit I have been cursed to meet, and that's truly saying something considering my former job. But you…you definitely take the cake!" He shifted in the chair to look dead into Jun's eyes with an icy glare. "You raped your own flesh and blood, and because you couldn't stand the guilt you pawn it off on the victim. I'm so sick of you people, never to blame for your own actions. It's always someone else's fault. Take some fucking responsibility."

"If that's how he saw it, then why wouldn't he tell you about it?" Jun quipped back.

"Well that's not exactly something you just blurt out over breakfast, fuckface! "Oh yeah, just by the way I was raped by my brother when I was a kid, now pass the eggs please?" Another sharp jolt through the back of his neck sent his body into violent jerking. "Do that one more fucking time and I swear to god!"

"You'll do what? Unless looks suddenly can kill, you can't do anything to me." The ex-yakuza sneered, "Now, does Asami allow you speak with such disrespect to him? Now that you're mine I'll have to teach you how to respect a real man."

Akihito's eyes narrowed into angry slits. "A real man? You? You've got to be fucking joking. I've seen a cockroach have more redeeming qualities than you. And don't even get me started on respect! Respect is earned. Asami respects me for what I stand for and that I'm not afraid of him. And he earned my respect for who he is and his loyalty to me and our children. So try as you might, I'll never cower to the likes of you."

Jun raised his hand as if to slap the glare off the photographer's face, but instead a vicious smile grew. "I don't think you understand the situation. You will do everything I want or my dear brother will pay for your disobedience."

"Don't you dare touch him Jun! This has nothing to do with him!" Mayuri yelled, shaking in anger.

"Oh but it does! You've become damaged and weak, but don't worry…you'll always have a special place in my heart little brother. But Akihito…he's a bit sturdier and I would love to taste what has Asami so addicted to him." Seeing Jun lick his lips, a shudder ran through him as the knot in his stomach twisted tighter. Aki knew what was about to happen, and he also knew there was nothing he could do to stop it. If he tried anything…Jun would hurt Mayuri, and the smaller man couldn't afford any more damage to his already fragile body.

Mayuri's control seemed to snap as he started struggling with renewed vigor, yanking and pulling at his cuffed wrists with such force Akihito was scared he was going to snap his thin bones. "Mayuri! Mayuri stop! It's okay! This isn't the first time this has happened, I'll…I'll be okay!" Akihito reassured his friend, desperate to stop him from hurting himself. Once he had Mayuri's attention, Aki silently pleaded with him not to make it worse…and understanding the designer chilled out a bit.

"Now that's a good little bitch, maybe you're more useful than just being a little fuck toy. Now…let's get you in something more suitable." Akihito watched as the cuffs and chains keeping him bound to the uncomfortable chair were undone, and moments later he was grabbed up by his hair and dragged from the room. The door slammed shut behind him, but Aki didn't miss the terrified look on Mayuri's face before it closed.

Asami…please hurry…

Akihito had been kidnapped many times before...and all except for that time with Feilong, Asami had made it in time to save him before he was raped. This was the second exception, and it was unarguably worse than the first time. Unlike with Feilong who had at least been…somewhat gentle…Jun was a beast who didn't even know the meaning of the word.

The photographer laid limply on the cold wooden floor of the bedroom he had been drug off too, dressed in a frilly pink and white Lolita dress, and a pair of now blood stained white panties. "Mayuri is already my little brother, so you're going to be my little sister. You're already a little housewife for Asami anyway, so you should be real good at it." Fuck you… Pain radiating throughout his entire body, every little movement making him want to cry but he refused to. Not once throughout everything did he utter a single beg, plea, or even a single sound. This had only pissed Jun off more…and made it worse…but Akihito would have rather died then give in.

Having must have zoned out, Akihito was quickly brought back to reality by the pair of boots standing in front of his face. One of the offending boots tapped him under the chin, lifting his head up so he had to look at the ugly face of his rapist. "Look at you…covered in blood and your own filth….disgusting little bitch." Jun muttered, looking at him as though he were the more repulsive thing he ever saw in his life.

"Don't fuc-"The collar shocked him, making his body convulse painfully.

"Nah ah, bad girl. We talked about this…address me properly or Mayuri pays the price." I'm a guy you fucktard!

Gritting his teeth and fighting back angry tears, he looked up at Jun and forced a "cute" smile. "I'm sorry I'm so disgusting…..big brother." He wanted to vomit.

"There we go, not so hard was it? Do it without being told and next time you'll get a reward." I don't want to know what kind of reward I would get… "Now get up, you're getting the floor dirty with your filth. You're going back in the other room." Oh lucky me…

On wobbly legs Akihito was led towards the room where Mayuri laid in anxious wait, and despite his objections he was still wearing that embarrassing fucking dress. Jun didn't acknowledge his younger brother as he chained the blonde back up in the chair, not caring when he put the cuffs on his already bloody wrists too tight, before leaving. Apparently they weren't worth his time when he didn't want to torment or fuck them, which was honestly fine by him. Aki didn't want to deal with that sicko more than he had to.

"Oh god Aki…what did he do to you?" Mayuri whispered, looking him over with a look of absolute horror. Yeah, he looked like hell. Bloodied, bruised, and covered in bodily fluids because apparently he wasn't even allowed to shower.

Akihito just shook his head, not wanting to relive it. Though it did bring up a disturbing thought in his head. If this was how bad it was just one time…what all did Mayuri go through as a freaking kid? "…Nothing I couldn't handle. It looks worse than it is, I swear." The look he got from the brunette told him Mayuri didn't believe it for a second, but he also didn't fight him on it. "Anyway, I'll be better when they save us. How much longer do you think it will take?"

"I don't know, but I do recognize where we are. This is one of the places he would take when I was a kid. He would always call it our "love nest."

"Does Asami know about this place?"

"No, I never told anyone, especially not Ryu. I…didn't tell him any of it 'til after the fact. He had enough to deal with, his brother was very ill when Jun was doing all this." Mayuri gave a strangled laugh. "You know what's funny? Jun once told me that his was where our father would meet with his mistress behind my step mom's back. He literally raped us where I was conceived, now that is truly fucked up."

"Don't think about that, we need to try and figure a way out. You know this place, so describe it to me." Maybe this will distract him from his dark thoughts… The former criminal photographer listened as Mayuri described the layout of the house, and with that information he began forming a plan.

A pain sound came from the bed. "Hey, are you okay? Are you hurting?"

"No I've just really got to pee, but I'd rather piss myself than ask Jun for anything." Akihito's eyes lit up; this was exactly what they needed to begin his plan, but he hated it was the expense of Mayuri.

"Um…I have an idea, but I don't think you're going to like it." He said hesitantly.

"Out with it, we need to get out of here."

Aki stared at the floor, grimacing. "We could…work your current situation to our advantage." Mayuri gave him a "what the hell" look.

"How does my needing to piss help us any?"

"Jun doesn't know the extent of your injuries so we could play that for all it's worth. If he thinks you can't help it and needs someone to take care of you…then why would he keep the only person who knows how to chained up?"

Dead silence filled the room for several moments. "So you want me to piss myself to slip our bonds?"

"….Yes."

Mayuri closed his eyes, letting out a long sigh from his nose. "Fine, but if you ever breathe a word of this to anyone I will kill you. It doesn't leave this room. And don't look at me…God I can't believe I'm doing this…" The smell of urine alerted Aki that the deed had been done. Now for his part: making a ruckus.

He began yelling obscenities and rocking that metal chair to make as much noise as possible, and after what seemed like an hour the door finally opened. Jun stalked over to Aki, clumsily trying to fish the remote to his collar from his jacket pocket until… "What is that god awful smell?" Jun asked disgustedly, looking around the room.

"I-I couldn't help it!" Mayuri cried.

Jun quickly made his way over to Mayuri, looking at the wet bed sheet in sickening shock. "What is wrong with you, pissing on yourself like a baby?!" Mayuri played his part, letting tears flow harder.

"What's wrong with him?! You crushed him with your car, you damaged his spinal cord, and broke both his legs and hip! He's lucky to be alive after what you did to him!"

"That's not my fault, I was aiming for you!"

"Okay, well this isn't getting us anywhere. I need to get him cleaned up before his skin breaks down. So would you be so kind as to unchain me? Unless you want to, but you should know if you move him wrong you could damage him more and paralyze him for life."

Jun stared into Aki's eyes, trying to see if he was lying, then finally giving in and letting Aki free. "I can't do this if he's tied to a bed." He mumbled, gesturing to Mayuri's restraints. Jun looked reluctant. "Come on, it's not like he can run away." With every fiber of his being he hated saying those words, but he knew Mayuri would forgive him. Once Mayuri was released, Akihito knew he had to push a little more too actually get what he needed. Pushing his pride down, he looked up at the larger man with a convincing, pleading look. "I need some supplies to take care of him…would you get them for me?"

A sick smile spread over Jun's face making Aki's nausea come back stronger than ever. "What do I get in return?" Oh you sick fuck…

"You already have what you want; us. What more could you possibly want?!"

"I think you can come up with a few ideas of things I want from you." The knot in his stomach just continued to twist.

"…Whatever, just get me a piece of paper so I can make a list." Asami, you better haul your ass over here soon. I don't know how much of this I can take…

An hour later….

Once he finally had everything he needed sitting at his feet in plastic bags, he turned towards the door where Jun was heading out of. It was probably a bad idea, but he needed to milk this for all it was worth. "Wait…." The ex-yakuza paused in his step, turning around with an annoyed look.

"What now?"

"….Would it be possible to have access to a bathroom? He needs a full bath..." Mayuri had already sacrificed himself enough for their cause, and there was no way he was going to make his friend sit in filth. Jun just stared at him, crossing his arms over his chest with an expectant look. What the fuck is he expecting me t- Oh god….no fucking no! He wants me to…do that?! In front of….oh kill me. Please someone just kill me! Swallowing thickly, he had to bow his head to hide the look of hatred on his face. "….Please big brother." From on the bed Mayuri stiffened, and without even looking Akihito knew he was trembling. Whether it was from rage or fear from the bad memories…Aki had no idea. He could only hope it was the first.

"That's a good little bitch. I'll allow you permission but you better not try anything. And tonight you will be sleeping in my room, willingly." The photographer just nodded, not trusting his voice to not give him away. He had to try and stay in their kidnapper's good graces so he could keep Mayuri in the best condition as possible. If he tried anything stupid…he knew that Jun wouldn't hesitate to break his brother more. When the footsteps left the room, Aki finally raised his head to see the door wide open.

"Alright, mission accomplished." He said jokingly, turning to Mayuri with a halfhearted smile as he tried to lighten the mood.

Mayuri didn't look in the mood for jokes. "Is that what this frilly getup is all about? He's making you play into his sick big brother kink?!"

Aki raised a finger to his lips, glancing at the door to make sure no one heard. It would really suck if all the progress they made just went down the drain. "Yes, he's making me play the part of his little sister. It's fucking creepy, but it's nothing I can't handle."

"…I'm sorry you got wrapped up in all this."

"Hey, it's not your fault. I'm actually happy I got kidnapped with you, because at least now I can keep you as safe as possible." Mayuri didn't exactly look happy when he said that, but Aki could care less. "Don't look at me like that. I'm okay, and I'll be okay. We just have to hold out until Asami and Kazumi comes and gets us. Then Jun is going to be in a world of hurt."

"…You're not wrong. If I weren't so dumbly fearless, I would be terrified to have those two coming after me as a combined force."

A giggle escaped his lips, nodding in agreement. "Oh, he has more than just those two to worry about though. Fei is quite protective of me, and Kirishima looked ready to murder him that day you were in the hospital. "

"Okay so we've established he's a dead man. A very, very dead man who will go through torture ten times as bad as he could ever do to us. Reassuring." Mayuri said the last word sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"What else do we have in this hellhole to do besides fantasize about his untimely death?"

"I could think of a few other things, one them including you finishing the story about the neko play, but that one definitely takes the cake for my favorite." Mayuri chirped with a weak smile.

"That conversation won't be finished…ever. Now come on, we both need baths…" He gently worked to turn Mayuri into a position in which he could pick him up, though his body objected every movement he made. Just grit through the pain…

Rin's POV

He heard the door to the house quietly close and a smirk slowly rose to his face. Footsteps came down the hall and the office door was pushed open, light pooling out of the room into the dark hallway. There stood the man Rin had been waiting on, his hand moving towards the gun the moment he the 5'10 man sitting at his desk. "Who the fuck are you?! And…are you eating a fucking bento?!" The man snapped, pointing his gun directly towards the guard's head.

"Oh this?" Rin registered down to the three tier bento box in front of him with his chopsticks. "Yes, it is a bento, thanks for asking!~ My husband made it for me for lunch but well…my day got turned on its head so I didn't have time to eat it. But…you had something to do with that…didn't you?" As soon as he began to speak, the man had started shaking and the gun dropped from his hand.

"M-M-Mr. K-Keyser sir! W…What are you…doing here? I-Is this about the…f-favor I owe…?"

Rin chuckled, lifting a small octopus hotdog to his lips and taking a bite. "The favor? Oh no, it's not about that. Seems you've been rather busy keeping a certain Miketsukami hidden under the radar…" The man froze, eyes bugging out. With a single look he dropped to his knees. "I don't take kindly to people who fuck with me, even if they don't do it on purpose."

"I-I didn't know you were looking for him! I-I was just…I owed him a favor! Y-You understand, right?! You…you're all about favors!"

Rin smiled sweetly as he stood up from the desk, making his way over to the man. Bending down, he slid a finger under the man's chin to make him look at him. The man was close to pissing himself. "I understand, I do. You were just doing what you had to do, repaying a debt you owed. A respectable thing to do…" A hopeful look spread across the yakuza's face. "But sadly…you owed a favor to my enemy…and that makes you no better."

The man's face fell as he tried to back away, but Rin didn't let him get that far as he grabbed him up by his shirt collar. He lifted him up to where the man's feet were hovering above the ground. "Now now, trying to run away? You should know better by now….I never let my prey go alive."

"Y-You're going to kill me?!"

"…Not yet, you're still useful to me. But I am taking you with me, and you'll go nicely if you want your wife and daughter to be kept out of this."

"Y-You said you don't fuck with kids!"

"Oh but she's not a kid anymore, now is she? Let's see…she turned twenty last month, didn't she? And she's already been doing some of daddy's dirty work it seems as well…you must be so proud."

"F-Fine! I-I'll go with you! Just…leave them out of this!" The man yelled through gritted teeth, and immediately Rin set him back on his feet.

"Good man. Now get on the ground and sit nice and still for me…"

About fifteen minutes later and Rin tossed the still trembling man into the back of the van with the thirteen other bound and gagged yakuza he had tracked down, all of them from different branches and families. "There we go, now you guys get comfortable back there!~ We have to take a little drive before getting to our next stop!~" Rin chirped cheerfully, letting the van doors slide shut on their terrified faces. He would have been out of there a lot sooner, but he finished his bento before carrying that guy out. As he got into the van and started it up, Rin opened the glove compartment and grabbed one of the burner phones out, dialing a number whilst pulling out of the driveway.

A Russian voice answered after a few rings. "Who is this and how did you get this number?"

"Mikhail, how have you been?" There was a long silence before he heard a muttered curses.

"What's this about? There's no possible way I owe you any more favors, not after last time." Mikhail growled, clearly still pissed off over the last time they worked together.

Rin couldn't help but laugh. "You owe me two more, because despite how much you want to say that was worth all three…it was still only one. But I'll tell you what, help me on this and I'll call us even."

"...Fine, the quicker I can drop ties with you the better. What do you want?"

"Oh we both know you'll need me again, and besides…I'll be in Russia in a few weeks and I was hoping we could get a drink together." Mikhail laughed bitterly, but Rin knew all too well he would agree. "And I think this is a….simple enough demand. I need the pets I gave you back for a few weeks, flown here immediately. I'll send you the address I need them at."

"That's seriously it? I send them over and we're even?"

"That's it, no strings attached. I need them here as quick as you can get them."

Mikhail seemed all too eager to start yelling at his men, ordering them to get everything in order. "Consider it done," Rin was about to hang up, but the Russian man continued. "Oh and Rin…I'm curious….have you told Asami or Akihito yet?"

"…No, and I don't plan on it. I can protect him better if he doesn't know."

Another long pause, and Rin could only guess Mikhail was getting somewhere more private. "…Look, I've kept out of this since you took that job and told me why you're protecting Asami's little whore. And no matter how pissed off I am at you, we go way back. So I'm going to get real with you for a minute. What happened that night wasn't your fault. I've heard the story, I've even looked into it myself. You had nothing to do with their deaths."

"…I took the job, I let them in. Even if I didn't pull the trigger on Takaba's parents, those men were still working with me. It was my fault, even if indirectly so."

"And you think being someone you're not is going to somehow fix that? "Sato Rin, the ridiculous and mysterious guard." That's not who you are, Keyser."

"Who I was isn't who I really am. It's who I had to be. But I've got to cut this call short, I'm getting another call. We on for that drink later?"

"Have I ever said no?" Rin smirked, switching the call over without another word. This call was far too important to let go to voicemail, because there was no promise he would ever get the man back on the phone.

A more then familiar Russian voice met him through the line. "You left a message?"

"Glad to hear you getting back to me. I need something only you can provide me with. I need control over the satellite you have orbiting near Japan." He said, jumping right to the chase. Rin was well aware there was no time for pleasantries with either of them.

"I have no idea what you're talking abo-"

"Don't fuck with me, I know better than that. I know it's there, and I know you can give me access to it." Rin snapped, getting a little impatient with everyone trying to lie to him today. It was seriously getting old.

"What makes you think I have the power to do that?"

"You literally rule Russia, you can do anything you want."

"Even if I do, that's a big favor to ask even for you. I paid back my fee a long time ago, so I owe you nothing. If you want this, you're paying for it."

"Oh I figured as much…I sent you an email with something I think will peak your interest. Something you've been searching for, for a very long time." Rin waited patiently as he heard typing from a computer, followed by a gasp.

"Is this real?"

"Have I ever not pulled through for you?"

He heard a few more clicks on the other line, and he waited for him to inspect the image further before finally: "How long have you been sitting on this knowledge?"

"I've been keeping it for a rainy day. Now do we have a deal?"

"…It will take me a few days to get the satellite positioned where you need it." I always know how to get what I want…

"That's fine, I'll send you the coordinates in a few minutes. It's been a pleasure doing business with you." Jun moved to hang up, but was yet again halted. Seriously?! I don't have time for this!

"Wait! I have to know, where has it been sitting all this time?!"

Rin laughed, grinning from ear to ear as he shook his head. "South America, don't you ever read conspiracy theories?" He ended the call before he got roped into a longer conversation, tossing the phone into the floor of the car to be disposed of later. He reached over to the passenger seat and hit send on the email that had already been typed up and ready with the coordinates and everything needed to get that satellite positioned where he needed it.

I might need more than two days…