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Yes Aki and Asami will be brought together it won't be for few chapters yet though so please be patient.

Chapter 2 - Dragon's Wrath, Hornet's Sting.

Asami sat once again enthroned behind his desk in his office at Sion. His personal physician Dr Suzuki had come and went, now in front of him stood three men who together made up his right arm. "Akira has that dog of the Kokichi's talked yet?"

"Not yet Asami-sama my subordinates haven't gotten anything out of him, I intend to go and question him myself." Akira said Asami almost felt sorry for the bastard. Asami valued his men, though he valued some more than others Kirishima and Suoh were prime examples. And so to was Akira. Akira wasn't an bodyguard like Suoh or skilled at logistics and computers like Kirishima, his skill lay in intelligence and interrogation wither it be physical or psychological torture Akira was excessively skilled. Many would have written Akira off due to his age for he was not yet twenty five, but Asami knew talent when he saw and knew not to waste it. Akira stood at five foot nine inches with close cropped dark hair and four parallel scars reminiscent of claw marks running down his right check. Though perhaps Akira's most arresting feature was his eyes they could be described as dead eyes. They were like the glass eyes of a china doll clear and unemotional. Akira was a man ruled by a combination of instinct and cold hard logic. He's an enormous brain, with only a little heart and that is just the way Asami liked him.

Asami's gaze fell onto Suoh "There has been no sign of the brothers nor any of their men at any hospitals . Checks are still being made with clinics and doctors both legal and underworld. And no vets have made reports about their clinics being broken into. However our contact in the city morgue has just confirmed that a body discovered two hours ago is a man by the name of Kimura who was an associate of the Kokichi's. Preliminary reports say that he died from GSWs to the contact will keep us informed and make sure we get the autopsy and forensic reports."

"What more do you have to say Suoh?" Suoh signed he that he should know better than to try to hide something from Asami that man could smell secrets like shark could smell blood in water. "With all due respect Asami-sama a few years ago no one would have dared to make an attempt on your life. As an organisation we have become complacent and to over reliant on the fear and respect that your name inspires."

"Are you saying that I am losing my grip Suoh?"

"Not at all Sir but we all know that fear can make people desperate and the desperate can be excessively stupid."

"And what do you suggest should be done to remedy this situation?"

"Remind the world why it should fear Asami Ryuichi." A smile broke across Asami's face a cold calculating smile, that made the blood freeze with the thought of what lay behind it. "Suoh find the brothers and their men search homes, business, brothels anywhere and everywhere they could be hiding. Talk to friends, family, girlfriends anyone who knows them. Kirishima get hold of phone records, hack voice mails and email accounts also check social media accounts. I want to know who they have been talking to. Someone must have put the idea in their heads; those two barely have a brain cell between them. Check train stations, airports and sea ports I want to know if they have fled. And make sure to look at the security footage. Also check with bus and taxi companies. Check with passport control and the local makers of fake ID documents. Akira your to and go pay a visit to that underling at the hospital. You have my permission to use any means necessary though try avoid killing him until you have rung every drop of information out of him. Then dispose of the body some place it'll be found. Also check with you agents in the city and out circulate descriptions of who were looking for. I want a message sent there is no where to run , no where for them to hide. Let it be know that if anyone is helping them in anyway they to we'll meet the same fate as the Kokichis. Have your subordinates coordinate with one another."

"Asami sama we should look into to the possibility that we have a traitor in our ranks with the exception of Suoh and Kirishima all of those were privy to your meeting with the Kokichis should be submitted to face question by myself." Said Akira and as he did his eyes glittered and Kirishima and Suoh shuddered they remembered the last interrogation Akira had carried out where all restraint had been removed. Akira hadn't had the chance in a long while to exercise his full skills and he was bursting with repletion. Akira's methods could be subtle and precise other times they were just plain brutal. He wasn't a sadist he didn't seem to enjoy the pain he inflicted. It was more like it was the only thing he knew how to do and he got a kick out of seeing just how good he was "Kirishima make a list of everyone who knew about my meeting with the Kokichi, Souh have them confined until Akira can deal with them."

Asami watched as the three men that made up his right arm left the room and for the first time in twelve hours he was alone. He swivelled his chair so that he looks out over the city. And the teeming mass of life that inhabited it. A mass that needed to need to be reminded just how much of it lived by his leave. He would enjoy reasserting his dominance over those foolish enough to forget. His hand brushed the bandage on his left forearm and he thought of his little Samaritan. He wondered if he would be all right. The teen lived right in the middle of the Kokichi's former territory 'Keep your head down brat'.

After he left Asami Takaba went shopping. On the way home he called his mother but it went straight to voice mail. He was actually started to be worried about her it had been nearly two weeks since he last hear from her. It wasn't unusual for the fun loving care free eternal child that is Takaba Mariko to go off for a couple of days with friends, a boyfriend or clients. Not to say that Akihito wasn't enjoying the peace and quite as Takaba Mariko is a drinker. Due to this Akihito learned how to nurse a drunk at a young age. When she was drunk Mariko was mass of self pity and tears. Add to that her terrible taste in men taste in men, and you had a recipe for disaster.

Akihito reached home and unpacked his shopping; he then began to remove every trace of his guest from the previous night. He then flung himself onto his bed after the adrenaline rush of last night's and this morning's activities Akihito felt listless. He thought about the Kokichis and how they were probably not long for this world. Not that bothered him the Kokichis were viscous, fine they were drug dealers and fear was simply a tool used by them to keep all who lived within their territory in their place but to much of that sort of thing had to be bad for business. Takaba rolled himself up in his duvet and drifted of to sleep, the scent of his guest's cologne lingered in it. Takaba couldn't help but inhale.

As Takaba slept Asami's men spread through out the city led by Suoh, Kirishima and his staff combed through paper trials and digital footprints, while Akira finally got to test out that home rack he had been working on. Asami himself carried on with his day to day tasks satisfied in the knowledge that his right arm was more than capable of carrying out his instructions. For he had another equally important task to perform, and that was to be seen. Like all kings he is a symbol and a symbol is most effective when seen. It would also put bed any rumours about he disappearance or demise. Since the word went out far the Kokichis were up shit creek without a paddle associates, girlfriends, customers etcetera were crawling out of the woodwork and flocking to Asami's banner.

Takaba was woken up about midday by the sound of phone ringing; looking at the display he saw that it was his aunt Ayame. There wasn't any blood between them but she really cared him which is more than most people did. "Hello"

"AKI-CHAN"

"Not so loud Oba-chan are you trying to deafen me?"

"HMPH! I'm just so pleased that you finally picked up gaki; I've been calling you since last night. It was a girl wasn't? What's her name? Is she cute?" Takaba smiled and just let his aunt rabbit away. Ayame was his mother former best friend. For a while she had even employed his mother, until Mariko turned up intoxicated one to many times and Ayame cut her losses. The two women hadn't spoken since. However the destruction of friendship that had lasted over twenty years wasn't enough to kill Ayame's regard for Akihito, she gave him a part time job and even paid him more that shrewd business sense said that she should. Akihito had brought this up with her but she wouldn't have it any other way. "Aki-chan? AKI-CHAN! Are you listening to me?"

Sorry Aya there wasn't any girl I just fell asleep studying"

"Oh well then how's your mother?"

"I have no clue I haven't heard from her in over a week now. She went off to some resort with some guy named Tora; Toru wasn't paying that much attention to be honest. I wouldn't be surprised if one day I get a call from the police telling me that they have found her body in ditch somewhere."

"Takaba Akihito! That's your mother you're taking about."

" It takes more than giving birth to make you a mother and you know her better than anyone else."

"I know your right. It's a force of habit defending Mariko, in the old days no one else could insult her but me."

"So what do you want?"

"Blunt aren't you. I want you to come over to my place this evening and give me hand with inventory."

"I thought that you were going to that till next week?"

"Well in light of recent events I decide to bring it forward. The shit has hit the fan and I intend to keep my head down. W Asami's troops are spread out like locusts and if they come through my door I choose to have an empty house."

"First what has happened? And second who's Asami?"

"Sweetie you must have heard about those genetic throw backs the Kokichis. Well to cut a long story short they tried to kill Asami who happens to be their boss."

"What's this Asami guy like?"

"Pray you never have to find out." Akihito heard the note of seriousness in his Aunt's voice replacing her usual light hearted tone.

"Still that doesn't explain why you want me to help?"

"You can't say no to your favourite aunt can you?"

"You're my only Aunt. If they come you want some one to help you clean up the mess."

"You know me to well brat.

Apart from the appearance of several suited and booted gorillas it was a quite night for Akihito and Ayame. They didn't make too much of a mess and Ayame ordered sushi so as far as Akihito was concerned it was a winning situation all round. They talked about old times and Ayame bitched about the her bastard of a husband after 10 years of marriage all she had to show for it was a husband who was AWOL and debt that she had to repay to Asami of all people "You know I can't think why they would think I of all people would hide those arse holes. I had the younger one thrown out of here."

"Then you got your windows smashed in the next day."

"Yeah but it was worth it to see him get tossed out on his arse . I suppose they feel that they have to check every nook and cranny that its brother's old stomping ground." Said Ayame as she counted shot glasses behind the bar.

"I found some more wine glasses in the kitchen." Takaba looked around his aunt's club. It wasn't big but with some clever design ideas and a mezzanine level it really was something to behold. A portion of the ceiling was taken up by a sky light, carefully placed mirrors gave in an illusion of space, the furniture was all chrome glass and leather, the booths were in quite corners for discreet liaisons. "Aya why did you call this place Medea?"

"She's a figure from Greek mythology I've got a soft spot for her. I know what it is to invest a lot in a man and get very little in return" They worked for the next few hours in relative silence stopping only to eat. At about 8:30 Ayame sent Takaba home. For a Saturday night the streets were oddly quite, no doubt because of the business with the Kokichi only the most determined night time residents and partygoers were out. The people were spooked no one wanted to be caught in crossfire or face accusations that were helping the brothers. The cold autumn wind blew and lashed at Takaba face, he buried his hand deeper into his pockets. His thoughts turned to his mother this time he was worried about her. She had the worst taste in men and no sense of self preservation. Mariko seemed to think that every man she met was a knight in shinning amour who would throw her on the back of his horse and then they would go riding off into the sunset. Sufficient to say this never happened. According to Ayame Mariko was in love with love. And such a state naturally sets one up for disappointment. 'If she doesn't comeback by tomorrow I'll report her missing'.

Takaba made his way home. And once again he found himself in a familiar courtyard, however the scene was different, it was as if every trace of last night had been erased out of existence. There were no bodies, broken glass or bullet casings. The whole place was a quite as a tomb. He carried on walking and this time his mind drifted to thoughts of his guest form last night. He couldn't help but wonder who he was and what was he doing now. Last night he didn't ask any questions because he didn't want to know the answers. There is just as much truth in the saying 'Ignorance is bliss' as there is in 'Knowledge is power'.

Akihito had learnt years ago there are times its best to go temporally deaf and blind. One thing that he was sure about was that the man obviously important enough that people wanted to kill him, but so to were there people willing to die for him. Plus he radiated an aura power and authority. Takaba was sure of it that his guest last night had been Asami. There wasn't much in the way of solid proof but his gut instincts rarely led him astray. Some of the bodies last night he recognised as leg breakers of the Kokichi's. They had tried to kill their boss and he found man with GSW. The brothers called themselves the top dogs but if you think about it they had to have a boss, after all they were just dealers. They didn't produce their own product so it had to come from somewhere and that would give someone plenty of room to pull their strings. Well it was possible that his guest wasn't Asami but it all seemed too much of a coincidence. 'Oh well its not like matters now'. His phone began to ring pulling it out his pocket his eyes nearly popped out of head when he saw the ID he was about to be in for a long night "Hello Mum"

Asami has left the investigation and the search for the Kokichis in the capable hands of his right arm. Asami attended meetings, went to lunch at an expensive restaurant and visited several businesses that he had an interest in. He wanted to make the message clear that it would take more than those upstart Kokichis to kill Asami Ryuichi; as well as to put any possible rumours about his demise or disappearance to rest. So far there had been no sign of the brothers it was as if they had vanished off the face of the earth. Leaving club Dracanena he got into the car and instructed the driver to take him to Sion. Not for the first time that day his thoughts drifted back to his cute little Samaritan. He was sorely tempted to have Kirishima trace the boy down, but he thought better of it. The kid had stuck his neck out for him it wouldn't do to expose the boy to any possible repercussions. When this business with the Kokichis was settled he'd find out who the boy was, there had to be something he could do for him, his little Samaritan wasn't living in the lap of luxury ,' And after all one good turn deserves another'.

On his return to Sion he was met by Suoh and Kirishima in his office. "There have been some developments Asami- sama,Akira will be joining use as soon as he's finished cleaning up" Said Kirishima. A few minutes later Akira walked into the office, Suoh was the first to speak "The brothers have been found ,that is what left of them."

"Explain"

"Two days ago a barrel was delivered to a local police station to cut a long story short, when they opened it contained chunks of human flesh. A meat puzzle. The bodies were identified as that of the brothers via DNA testing and distinctive tattoos. Our contact says that they are still trying to put the pieces back together to determine cause of death." The tension in the room was palpable Asami may have looked as unemotional as a rock but he fury could be felt by all in the room.

"Do either of you two have anything to add?"

"My team and I checked all recent communications of the Kokichis they only interesting ones started a month ago were from someone using the codename Suzumebachi. They two parties finally arranged to meet last week. As you can see the emails are inflammatory they encouraging the brothers to rebel. I think we have found the person who put the idea into their heads." Said Kirishima.

"Asami-sama" said Akira"I interviewed our own men and I am glad to say that none of them is a traitor. I have also come across information that ties into what Kirishima has found. The trash that I talked to at the hospital had nothing useful to tell use. However I have come across the name Suzumebachi before."

"Where Akira?"

"From my agents in other cites and those I have buried in other organisations. There have been incidents similar to this one where subordinates, lovers, allies and others have turned on their leaders often with no prior warning. The only thing they had in common is that they were all found to be in contact with an individual called Suzumebachi. There have been incidents were Suzumebachi has taken direct responsibility these include assassinations, arson attacks and kidnappings. Either way this person or persons have never come close to be caught."

"Are you saying that we're dealing with an Agent Provocateur Akira?" Said Suoh.

"There is no proof that Suzumebachi works for the authorities or any other group. I speculate that Suzumebachi is a lone wolf, though an small organisation or group is possible, their only targets have been Yakuza or anyone affiliated to them. So perhaps vigilante might be apt. There is also no way to tell if Suzumebachi is finished or if this is just the beginning of their campaign."

"Akira I want all the information you can get liaise with Kirishima if you need tech support. Suoh you and I review all our current security protocols."

Asami poured over the information collated by Akira. Suzumebachi (Great Sparrow Bee) also known as the Giant Japanese Hornet. They like to prey on honeybees in a minute one hornet can kill forty, thirty of them can pick a hive clean of thirty thousand in about three hours . An apt name for this Agent Provocateur just like their name sake they target everything and live nothing untouched. Asami thought that Suzumebachi was either very brave or excessively stupid to have chosen to target some of the most dangerous people in the country. The kidnapping of an arms dealer's daughter in Osaka, assassinating a Yakuza leader in Hiroshima, providing the evidence that lead to another's prosecution in Fukuoka were just examples of the Suzumebachi's work.

The more Asami read the more convinced he was that Suzumebachi was a fanatic or a crusader. One thing was clear a lot of blood was going to be spilled before the end. Crusaders, fanatics, those with a strong belief are almost impossible to break even when confronted with evidence that contradicts their belief. Such people are often willing to go to their deaths in defence of their belief and some have no qualms about taking others with them. Akira had said that he wasn't sure if this was beginning or the end, but Asami knew that this crusader had only just begun. Suzumebachi did have a pattern they focused on the boss embarking on a campaign designed to chip away at resources, allies and subordinates. No doubt in an attempt to psychologically destabilise their target. Finally Suzumebachi went for the leader cutting off the head to make sure the whole body died. However according to Akira research Suzumebachi was not always successful in completing the final part of their campaign however they did succeeded at causing great deal of damage. The predator within him began to stir at the thought of such interesting prey.

"I am home"

"Aki-kun I missed you so much." Takaba Mariko envelops her son in an enormous bear hug. 'Not so much you couldn't call or pick up the phone though'.

"Hi Mum how was your trip?"

"It was wonderful, that was until that fat bastard told me he wasn't going to leave his wife. He said that were I was just a bit fun. That I knew that but I didn't Aki. I would have never been with him if I didn't love him and he said he loved me. He said he loved me." Akihito watched as his mother burst into tears.

"Stop crying he didn't deserve you." He said hugging his mother 'Sometimes I really wonder who is the adult and who is the child in this relationship. And this wouldn't happen if you had better taste in men.' Mariko sniffled and rubbed her eyes "Your right my little Aki-kun is only man I can relay on." She picked up a bottle of vodka and began to pour a drink "Mum why don't you have a nice hot bath it'll make you feel better."Anything so that she wouldn't have another drink "Okay you're such a good son" she kissed him on the check and went into the bath room. Akihito quickly put away the bottle; she'd only drunk about half of it which for her wasn't too bad. "Anyway I am not bothered about the fat old man." Came a singsong voice from the bathroom.

"And why is that?"

"Because on the way back here you'll never guess you I bumped in to it was Shisa-kun! I told you he'd be back and I told that slut Ayame to. He always comes back to me." She giggled and shut the bathroom door.

"Yeah when he's fucking broke."

As Takaba took his frustrations out on an unfortunate cushion and as Asami studied the work of his latest opponent. Sat in a dark room lit only by glow of a laptop was a man. He has had many different names over the years for he abandoned his original one a long time ago. Now he is Suzumebachi .He is a man on a mission a righteous crusade to eradicate the trash that preys on society. 'It's so much fun watching them turn on one another. They talk of loyalty and honour but they are all the same just dangle the prospect of more money or power in front of them and their true selves are revealed. Then they rip each other apart.' That is exactly what happened with the Kokichis they were a perfect example of this, a few emails and some well chosen words were enough to fire up those two blockheads. They failed miserably he had hoped that both sides would just kill each other, but the target survived so he took care of the two brothers himself. He turned his attention back to the screen. An image came up . It was the face of his latest target. Asami Ryuichi. Of all the vermin he had exterminated so far this one looked to be the most challenging yet. He hunter's blood boiled with anticipation. He'd spent months gathering data. Asami was no different from the rest of his kind he had people in his pocket, he pushed drugs on to the vulnerable , sold weapons to warmongers and forced others to degrade them selves to survive, well no more Asami Ryuichi was going to pay for spreading his evil. And if all went well he'd pay with his life.

So what do you think? I was going to have to have a traitor in Asami organisation , but then I got the idea for a an Agent Provocateur and thought it was to good an idea not to try:)

Medea - When the hero Jason came to Colchis to find the Golden Fleece Medea fell in love with him. She agreed to help him get the Fleece,on the condition that he take her with him and marry her. Some versions of the legend say she killed her brother, by chopping up his body and dropping the pieces in the ocean forcing her father (who happened to be the king of Colchis) to slow down his pursuit and collect the pieces.

When they got back to Greece the man who had usurped Jason's father's throne refused to give it up, so she tricked his daughters into killing him. There are different endings to Medea's story:

1) They ran away after the murder and then Jason left her for another women. So Medea killed her and two of her son were killed for the crime. And she then killed the rest of her children to revenge herself on Jason, then fled to Athens.

2) That she killed all of her children to get revenge on Jason. Fled to the city of Thebes until she was driven out.

3) She fled to Athens and married the king. She had a son with him, but when his long lost son arrived she tried to poison him and failed. Medea then returned to Colchis and, found that her father had been deposed by her uncle. So she killed her uncle, restored her father to his throne and then fled with her son by the Athenian king to the Iranian plateau.