Disclaimer: See the first chapter.

Warning to the viewer: As an Italian, I just have to squeeze some brutal mob slayings in here somewhere, so why not in this story? Lest we not forget, fan service!

Thank you, and have a brutally nice day.

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Chapter Three

The Sistine Chapel in Rome was a beautiful work of art. It is known for it's ceiling where Leonardo De Vinci painted a bunch of nude people. For reasons.

Sakai, now a guest in Rome, looked to the ceiling above. He whispered, "Hmm, this picture almost gives off a pornographic aura." Indeed, the seemingly incompetent ninja did not appreciate the fine arts.

An unannounced voice called out him, with a dramatic Italiano flair. "Hibuki, it's a been a while!"

The ninja turned 180 degrees on his feel to face another, far more imposing man.

Italy's most notorious crime syndicate hitman and Hibuki Sakai's half-brother, Vincentino Sakai, known as Fatso to the criminal underground, was an obscenely large man. He stood at 7-feet high and weighed in at few pounds shy of 500. As such, he would give most sumo a run for their money. He had the coldest, most murderous cyan blue eyes. Yes, his hands have indeed killed thousands of people, just as his evil eyes implied. He only wore one outfit: a black tux, with black slacks, black slippers, and black blazer. Likely all Armani branded or something. Also, his long black hair was tied back in a ponytail

Hibuki laughed with joy. "Fatso! How ya been, my bro?"

Vincentino gave the man a great big bear hug, which had nearly suffocated the ninja master and cracked one of his ribs.

Sakai didn't appreciate the 'tight' situation. "Gah, put me down you fucking oaf!"

Fatso put the man down as he realized how weak his sibling truly was. "I've a been a busy. Afterall, it is my a reputation to a kill at least half a hundred people every a day. Give a me my a sword!"

Another man, also dressed in a tux and sunglasses, handed Fatso a six-feet long iron sheath with a shimmering foot long hilt.

Hibuki got down on his knees and looked to the heavens. "Oh great kami, I can't believe it! The legendary Masamune!"

Fatso exclaimed while before he unsheathed the iconic and gargantuan katana, "That's a right! This a will be the sword that puts an end to your a target's life. And I will a kill him, personally!"

Hibuki asked, anxious to see his half-brother put and end to a certain young man, "When do we leave?"

Fatso replied, "Tomorrow at a 4:00 AM. No a later, no a sooner!"

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Naota's room. 6:00 PM. For the past 24 hours, Nandaba Naota and Samejima Mamimi had spent the past few hours catching up on lost times They discussed several things, like Naota's life of delinquency, Mamimi's career, the good old days, and how empty they've felt these last couple of years.

Mamimi beamed. "I'm glad to hear you smoke weed now, chief. Now I have someone to share my white widow with."

Naota arched an eyebrow. "White widow, huh? I heard that's some good shit."

The woman nodded. "It truly is."

This was the first time in a long while he has seen Mamimi with her hair pulled up in a ponytail. He internalized, 'She's so gorgeous!'

The female lit up the joint and handed it to the boy. "Know the rules?"

He inquired, "Puff, puff, pass?"

Mamini confirmed the rules. "Bingo."

Naota took two hits then passed the joint. After Mamimi took two hits, she put it out. "We'll save some for later, okay?"

Naota agreed, "Uh, Sure."

Mamimi appeared to be deep in thought. 'He's still as warm-hearted as ever… He's still my little Ta-kun. I wonder, how far he is willing to go? I hope I don't push him away.' The woman asked him, "Is it alright if I leave my mark?"

Naota froze as he throught, 'Wouldn't that be inappropriate? Ah, come on, this is Mamimi! You know you like her!' He answered her, "I don't see why not."

The woman did not reply with words, rather she took decisive actions. She crawled directly behind him on the bottom bunk, and took a seat where his rear end was pressed up against her crotch. She slowly wrapped her arms around his waist, whilst her breasts had cushioned his upper back. Once properly situated, she slowly brought her lips down to the left side of his neck.

The boy shivered at the sensation of her sucking. "Oh kami!"

Mamimi wanted to verify nothing was wrong. "What's the matter?"

Naota blushed. "N-nothing."

Mamimi half frowned. "Is that so?"

The young man wanted to assure her and insisted, "It just feels really good, that's all."

The woman smiled mischievously. "Good." She returned to making a hickey on the boy's neck. She could feel his shivers had grown more violent. "Well, well, what have you been hiding from me, Ta-kun?"

Naota was too nervous to reply coherently as the woman eyed that certain 'bulge' that had arisen in his pants. "I, uh, um, you see, ah…"

She giggled at his embarrassment. "There's no need to be ashamed."

"Um, okay."

Mamimi got up from the bottom bunk. "Let me show you something more shameful!"

Naota didn't have a clue what was to come…

Outside of Naota's room, Kamon pressed his ear against the door. He envied his son as he thought to himself, 'There's going to be fooly cooly, I just know it!'

Back inside the boy's bedroom, Naota didn't have a clue what was to come… Until Mamimi slid her miniature tank top over her head, revealing her black, laced lingerie. His jaw, needless to say, dropped to the floor.

The woman stated most factually, "Oh Come on, I haven't even started!"

Next, she slid off her miniskirt, revealing her black laced, micro g-string panties.

Naota had gave himself a pep talk. 'Come on, Naota. I know it's a lot of pressure, but you've got to keep it together, damn it!'

Both were oblivious to the world around them. So much, in fact, they didn't notice the boy's door was cracked open ever-so-slightly.

'They're really going to do it! I must get my video camera!' Indeed, Kamon Nandaba had no shame. As nothing held him him back, he tiptoed to his room to get his Sony Hi-Definition, 2560x1600 pixel, 64 bits per pixel, Dolby Atmos Pro Logic III, 9.1 channel surround, 16:10 ratio wide screen camcorder. 'I bet the old man will shit himself when I show him this!'

Back inside Naota's 'pad of lust, Mamimi threw off the black band that held her hair up, thus it allowed her strands to flow freely on her shoulders.

Naota's internal struggle continued. 'Can't contain myself! Must not overflow in my pants!'

Mamimi slipped back into her high heel slippers. "I like to administer pain. Maybe I'll step on your crotch if you're naughty!"

Just outside the pad of lust... Kamon, with the camcorder in hand, thought to him self, 'I've always figured Mamimi for the S&M type! Tasuku, and now Naota, you lucky bastard sons of mine!'

Back inside the pad of lust... Mamimi finally unfastened her bra and slowly let it fall to the floor, revealing her perfectly formed, rounded orbs of flesh.

Naota's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. 'Oh Kami, I can't believe this is really happening!'

Now…the end…the woman slowly slid her panties down her legs, revealing her cleanly shaven pelvis. When her last garment hit the floor, she stepped out of it.

He swore mentally, 'Good fuggin' Kami!'

Mamimi was now completely bare, minus her high heel slippers. She slowly, gently twirled around, allowing him to see all of her.

His eyes trailed around her form. Silky tan flesh, full breasts, bubbly glutes, professionally sculpted legs, flat abdomen, slender neck, deeper-than-the-ocean black eyes, full lips, silky hair... Could this incarnation of Aphrodite actually be human?

Mamimi inquired to the flustered young man, "What do you think, Ta-kun?"

Noata had blurted out, "You're a fraggin' goddess!" Naota quickly covered his mouth. He didn't mean to say it like that.

The woman smiled, then further more straddled the young man. She lifted his black Cannibal Corpse T-shirt over his head and discarded it. Next, she unfastened his baggy, black JNCOs, and pulled them down.

"Pokemon boxers, eh?" She enjoyed embarrassing him to no fraggin' end; as if he couldn't any blush deeper!

She slowly leaned in, she had slowly brought her lips towards his, then she had planted a soft kiss upon is. After several seconds, she parted and thus whispered, "I love you, Naota-kun."

Noata had been too dumbfounded to speak at that moment. "I-uh... Um. Uh..."

She stopped him with another soft kiss. "It's okay. You don't have to say it." She took his right palm in her hands and slowly brought it to her breasts, thus she allowed him to caress her most lovely bosom.

The boy thought as he cherished the feel of her in his hand, 'I can feel her heart beating!'

Mamimi then decided to speak on something a bit more serious. "Would you believe me if I said I was still a virgin?"

Naota could only nod his head.

Mamimi sighed. "Well, unfortunately, I've never given myself to a man willingly. On the other hand, I have been raped. More than once."

Naota's face scrunched up from disgust. "What da fuck?!"

Mamimi had continued to described the painful memories from her past. "Several guys have took advantage of me, chief. One of them being your brother. Tasuku was the first in fact. He forced himself on me when I my mind was utterly fucked on ecstasy. That was right before he left for the States for his baseball career."

Naota shook with rage. 'That fucking bastard! Not that I'll ever seen his sorry ass again, but I'll fucking kill him if I do!'

Mamimi then pointed out, "You're going to be the only person that I ever make love to willingly."

Naota's heart skipped a beat. "Um, um, um…"

Mamini requested he need not say anything. "Don't say anything, Ta-kun. Just sit back and let me make a man out of you."

She had slipped him the tongue, and soon they would embark on a magical adventure.

Elsewhere, just outside Naota's pad of lust... The middle-aged man, as he still recorded his son's ascension to manhood, grinned like he's never grinned before, as if he were happily eating shit. 'Fooly Cooly! Fooly Cooly! Fooly Cooly! FOOLY COOLY!'

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Hours later, on a private jet headed towards Mabase, Fatso Sakai meditated in his private chambers. I am a one with the universe. I am a one with the elements: Fire, Water, Wind, Earth's soil, Darkness, and Light. I will a use these to destroy my enemy. His eyes shot open, and he emitted a demonic grin. You need a not worry, brother. I will take a care of this cock a roach!