Sorry for the delay everyone! Was moving and some geniuses put a magnet on my computer tower and mesed it up. Now that it's back and working, I can work on this again!

Now I warn you that this is more of a Part 2 then anything else. It's a little different from the first part. Kinda still working on it, so sometime in the future this chapter very well might be-reposted.

It had been three months since all hell had broken loose in the underground of Japan. Few people who didn't have any connection to the Yakuza had no idea anything had changed. To most of the citizens on Japan, the country was still the same.

But in the underground a lot of changes had been made. There was now a tighter grip of control over operations in Tokyo; operations that once were headed by Eiri Uesugi.

Now no one knew who was running Tokyo. Someone was in that office on the top floor of the skyscraper every day, but no one really knew anything about him. He wasn't the new boss of Tokyo either, just the messenger boy,

Many wondered what had happened to Eiri Uesugi, but less than a handful knew the truth. Most thought the blond man was dead and that Tohma Seguchi had killed him. Some thought he had just run away with his lover without a trace.

Everyday Shuichi wished that was the case. Everyday he wished when he opened his eyes he would see the sleeping god laying next to him, trying to shield his frail skin from the blistering sun.

But every time he wished this, he woke up just to face the hard reality that the man of his dreams was no longer with him. It made him sick to think of all the hateful, hurtful things he had last said to the man that he wanted in his life.

After the first month it had been too much for him to take.

The changes she was seeing in her brother made Maiko's heart break. There was nothing that she could do but watch as he ruined himself and his body. The only time she had tried to stop the teen she had been shoved against the wall so hard, when he head hit the wall it left a crack in her skull.

There were times that she was afraid of her brother, mainly when he had mixed the drugs he craved with alcohol; the only thing that seemed to quench his thirst now. One or the other was fine, but together turned her brother into a monster.

The horrible part was that they were running out of money. Shuichi had already wasted the money he received from Tohma, sending it right back into the Yakuza bosses pocket. Now he was blowing through the paychecks that he never wanted to pick up from when he was living with Eiri.

"Shuichi," she whispered as she knocked on the door to her brothers room. After a minute she gave up and slowly opened the door. "Shuichi," she said softly, letting her eyes roam over the dark room.

Slowly the mess that was Shuichi Shindou said up and looked at his sister. "What Maiko," he mumbled as he dug around in the litter on the floor. Finding a bottle that still contained liquid, he sat up and took a drink of it.

She hesitated before speaking. "I'm going to go to see if I can do any jobs for them," she said finally.

Shuichi threw the bottle at the wall, glass shards flying in every direction next to his sisters head. "You're not working for them anymore, Maiko."

Hot tears streamed down her face. She was getting used to her brother slowly, but the changes made her afraid still. "Please Shuichi…we need the money…."

"We have enough money," Shuichi said as he broke out laughing.

"It's not a laughing matter! We are almost out of money because you keep buying all these drugs," Maiko yelled before covering her mouth.

Shuichi lowered his head in the dark room. "Is it so bad that I want to be with him," he mumbled. "I'll go over there later today and see if they have anything I can do. Maiko, I don't want you to get tied into that place at all ever again."

She nodded slowly. "I'll wash you some nice clothes," she said before closing the door behind her, once again leaving Shuichi in the dark.

…

The numbers were starting to hurt his head. Never before had he done this much work; normally he paid people to do this stuff for him. But now with Tohma looking over his shoulder every few hours he had to manage the whole Tokyo facility from Kyoto.

Not just any place in Kyoto, but his very own bedroom in the Seguchi manor.

Leaning back in the desk chair, he covered his face with his hands. This life was growing annoying to him. At least when he was in Tokyo he could call downstairs for someone to be sent up so he could relieve some stress, but that was one of the many things Tohma had forbid when they got to the manor.

He stood and walked over to the plush king size bed. Falling back onto it, he closed his eyes. It was getting to be hard for him. Though he wasn't going to admit it to anyone, he missed his little brat. It didn't make sense to him.

When Shuichi was around, all the brat did was cry and complain endlessly. Almost every day would end with a headache…but he would make it go away when he and his little lover had sex before bed.

As time rolled on though, he missed the kid more and more. Which became a problem for him after two months of being without the pink haired teen; night after night he would wake up with his hand covered in sperm from the dreams about his little brat. And the worst part was there was nothing he could do about it.

The creepy part to all of this was when he would wake up with Tohma asleep next to him. Talk about a nightmare.

He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Above all, he missed his freedom. Ever since he had come to the manor he hadn't been permitted to leave unless with his sister or brother-in-law. He was no better than a teenager under house arrest.

The sound of the bedroom door opening made him want to die. The only two people that came in without asking first were the two people he least wanted to see.

"Eiri," Mika said in a bored tone. "Tatsuha wants to talk to you," she said, holding the phone out.

He rolled his eyes as he sat up. Holding his hand out, he waited for his sister to hand him the cell phone. "What," he mumbled into the receiver.

"Bro, we have a rather big problem," Tatsuha said quickly.

He eye'd his sister as she sat down in the chair he occupied just minutes before. "And what would this problem be?"

Tatsuha was silent for a second. "Shuichi stole a package," he said softly.

"Of what," Eiri asked rather quickly.

Silence again. "A coat he was hired to deliver to one of Tohma's dealers," he answered after a deep breath.

Eiri was frozen. A coat in the drug world of Yakuza meant a normal coat filled with cocaine. The normal street value of it was close to $1,300 American per pound and coats delivered to Tohma's dealers were normally fairly heavy. "How…what was the weight?"

"Oh come on, Eiri. I might be your cute younger brother but I can only find out so much since I'm not in any loops anymore. I only heard about this because that crazy American told Ryuichi who came crying to me," he explained quickly. "Just thought it was one of those things you would want to know."

He was silent. Tears wanted to break down his face, but he couldn't let Mika know that this conversation was about Shuichi. "Alright Tats, thanks for the warning," he mumbled as he ended the call.

…

(The Day between those scenes)

The apartment door opened and slammed shut rapidly. Shuichi pressed his back to his, taking in deep breaths.

"Big brother," Maiko said as she walked out from the kitchen. "Are you alright?"

He looked at her with wide eyes. "Oh Maiko…yeah, I'm fine."

"What's with that coat? I don't remember you having one that big," Maiko commented, walking into the hallway.

Shuichi shook his head as he walked deeper into the apartment. "It's nothing Maiko, don't worry about it."

She watched silently as he went into his room and closed the door.

Grinning wildly, Shuichi tore the coat off and set it on the bed. "This should be enough to get me along for a while. This was Maiko doesn't have to worry about me taking money to buy more," he said happily as he tore open the coats fabric. "Look at it all," he cried, pulling out the little bags. They had already been split into various sizes, ready for distribution and sale.

"And that son of a bitch Tohma will never know what hit him," he said with a laugh as he opened a smaller bag.

….

Tohma sat at his desk as he glared at the report before him. It was rare for someone to even try to steal from him now days, after what had happened to past thieves.

He looked up as the doors to his home office opened up. "Eiri, please knock next time," he said as he closed the file and rubbed his temple. "And before you say anything, I don't have the time to deal with you today. I have to deal with a pest first."

"Let me, Tohma," Eiri said firmly. "I already know what happened…he was my mistake first, so let me deal with him like I should have a long time ago," he said as he stopped before the desk.

Tohma looked up at the younger with a surprised face. "Oh? You heard before even I did?" He tossed the file towards Eiri. "That little mistake of yours just stole over 1.5million American from me," he mumbled.

Sitting down, Eiri looked over the file. "Tohma, let me deal with him."

He thought for a few minutes, looking Eiri over. Leaning back in his chair, an idea came to his mind. "I want you to bring him here, Eiri," he said with an evil smile.

"What?"

"Bring Shuichi Shindou to me. He used to be a whore, right? Aren't all those whores from Tokyo tested for endurance first," he asked as he picked up another file from his desk.

Eiri swallowed hard. "What exactly are you planning to do to him?"

"You'll see. For now, bring me Shuichi. I don't care how you do it, but I want him here by this time tomorrow," Tohma said with a smile. "Now, I'm going to retire. You probably should too soon."

He watched as Tohma stood. Silently he also stood and walked out of the office. 'Shuichi, just what the hell have you gotten yourself into this time,' he thought as he entered his own bedroom.

There was no way he was going to be able to wait. Setting the file down, he grabbed a jacket and turned around. He slipped his arms in as he walked to a counter in the entryway of the manor.

"Good evening Mr. Uesugi," the girl behind the sage said happily. "How can I help you today?"

He thought for a moment. "I need a clean cell phone, hand gun and a car," Eiri said as he leaned on the counter. "And make it a fast car."

Nodding the girl went into a room for a few minutes. Walking back out, she stepped up to the computer and typed a few things in. "Here you are," she said, passing the items through the slot. "Have fun and enjoy your night out."

Eiri took a deep breath as he walked outside. The touch of fresh air on his skin made him relax instantly. "Least it got me out of this place," he said as he lit a cigarette.

Thoughts so far? This part is moving a lot faster than the past ones…only because I don't really have too much for it.