The night was peaceful. A still breeze flew through the air, touching the calm sea. The stars lit up the sky with constellations. Wayne was feeling better, eating some emergency rations from the plane. Keanu was still looking at the night sky, daydreaming (or is it nightdreaming if it's not during the day?). Wayne looked over at him.
-"How much product did we haul off anyways?" Wayne asked if a bit strained from his injury. Keanu crouched next to the bag and rummaged through it a bit.
-"Eh, about 10 kilos. We lost some when you got shot." Keanu replied. Wayne groaned.
-"Well, 100 or so more bags like that, and we're back on track." Wayne sarcastically commented.
-"Yeah..." Keanu chuckled.
-"So, when are you gonna do it?" Wayne asked.
-"Do what?" Keanu asked back.
-"A fuck-up like this ain't gonna go unpunished." Wayne explained, showing his left hand. He was missing the top part of his pinky finger. Keanu sighed.
-"Fine, get me a knife." Keanu demanded.
-"We ain't got one, and besides, it ain't that simple. Mine was a smaller mistake. Yours? You'll be lucky if you can keep that hand. You gotta go bigger." Wayne continued. Keanu sat for a second, thinking.
-"Will a ring finger do?" He asked.
-"Well, maybe, but I don't know what you're gonna cut it off with." Wayne replied.
Keanu was silent. Suddenly, he took a few deep breaths. Wayne looked at him. Keanu balled up his fist, leaving only his ring finger out. He opened his mouth and put the finger all the way up to his fist. His front teeth were touching the base of the finger.
-"Wait, kid, what the fuck are you doing?" Wayne asked. Keanu closed his eyes, taking some more deep breaths. "You ain't really gonna-".
Keanu opened his mouth wide and bit as hard as he could. His finger came clean off and was in his mouth.
-"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" Wayne screamed in shock.
Keanu spat his finger out on the floor, before screaming in pain. He stood up to walk to the first aid box for some bandages, bleeding all over the floor and walls in the process. He took two steps before his knees gave out in shock. He fell to the floor. His vision became blurry.
-"Shit! Shit! Stay with me, you're okay!" Wayne yelled, jumping on the floor next to Keanu. Keanu's vision went dark and he passed out.
Keanu woke up in his seat some time later. He was in a lot of pain. He looked over at his hand and saw it was bandaged. He looked over at Wayne, to see Kubo standing next to him.
-"You're fucking crazy." Kubo spoke. "But that took some serious balls."
-"You're lucky I was there to bandage you up. You gotta announce yourself before you do some shit like that! Nearly had a heart attack..." Wayne followed. Keanu tilted his head back.
-"God that fucking hurts." Keanu groaned.
-"Here you go." Wayne said, tossing some painkillers to Keanu. Keanu caught them and chewed some up.
-"Let's hope that'll be enough to satisfy Araki for screwing up a multibillion yen deal." Kubo stated, before walking back into the pilot's cabin. Keanu looked back at Wayne.
-"Where is the damn thing anyway?" Keanu asked.
-"Your lap." Wayne pointed.
Keanu looked down to see a bandaged item in his lap. He unwrapped the bandage, seeing his own bloody, amputated finger.
-"Well, at least it looks like a clean bite." Keanu joked. Wayne chuckled. The room was silent for a few moments.
-"Say." Keanu spoke. Wayne lifted his head up. "What'd you do to lose that bit of your finger anyway?"
-"Well..." Wayne stammered. "It's a long story..." He continued.
-"It's a long flight." Keanu replied.
-"You've got a point." Wayne responded.
-"Well?" Keanu asked, anticipating a positive answer.
-"Fine." Wayne answered. "It was one of my first jobs for the gang, a long few years back. We were still in petty crime, I was around your age actually. Araki took me under his wing off the streets and well, It just felt nice to not be struggling alone anymore. If I was suffering, least I wasn't alone. We were supposed to rob a bus full of tourists. Was me, Yaki and Sera." Wayne retold.
-"So? What happened?" Keanu asked curiously.
-"We stopped it in a more secluded neighborhood, put some traffic cones on the road, so they'd have to brake. Moment they did, we jumped inside with masks and pistols. Sera hit the driver real hard, and we started going from passenger to passenger demanding cash, jewelry,phones, anything of value really. It was a clean job, and was going smooth so far." Wayne continued.
-"Until?" Keanu asked some more.
-"Until Sera told me and Yaki to go to the second floor of the bus and get everyone there. Don't get me wrong we were doing fine, till we got to this big guy. Black bear. He just wouldn't budge. No matter how many guns we pointed at him, no matter how much we threatened he just wouldn't do anything. Eventually, I stuck my gun to his head, and he grabbed my arm, twisting it. I dropped my gun on the floor, and he hit Yaki. We were both crawling for our guns while this guy was just whaling on us. We were two fucking kids, no way we could take on a whole bear. He grabs my bag off my back and throws it away. Grabs me by the neck. I just heard a loud bang and felt him let go. I looked up and saw him fall down on his back. Sera got wind of trouble and shot him dead. We had to run out of there as cops would show up any minute. I left my bag behind and just ran with them. We hopped some fences and eventually hid in the sewers a bit till the heat died down."
-"Shit. So what happened then?" Keanu asked.
-"We got back to the hideout and well. Sera and Yaki were carrying two bags of cash and jewels, I was empty-handed and bruised to shit. They tried to defend me a bit but Araki didn't say anything. He just handed me a knife and some bandages and left. I cut part of my finger off, he forgave me and, the rest is history." Wayne finished.
-"Damn, didn't know Araki was that cold back then." Keanu noticed.
-"Oh he still is. He's just got a lot of trust in you. Or well, had. I'd say you're gonna fall off a bit after this botched job." Wayne explained.
-"Yeah... Yeah..." Keanu groaned. "Fuck this pain really isn't letting go is it?"
Keanu stood up and walked over to the bag of product. He grabbed a packet that had a bullet hole in it. He pressed it against his nose and inhaled as hard as he could. He dropped the packet back in the bag. Wayne looked at him.
-"Easy on that stuff kid. Leave some to be actually sold." Wayne reprimanded. Keanu sat back in his seat, feeling better. They still had a long flight ahead of them. But they were close to home, and that was all that mattered at this point.