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𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟷 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 : 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚢

𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟸

Seven long days are left until it is over. All of your hard work will finally pay off and you will finally be able to say that you are officially a college graduate, and not from just any college, you are graduating from Oxford University. You have spent the last four years dedicating your life to nothing but furthering your education and in 168 hours you will be holding a diploma in your hands from one of the most prominent universities in the world.

You’re drinking with some of the friends that endured the same struggle that you did bringing you guys even closer. You clink your glass with your companion and chug the contents, sighing a sigh of relief.

“I can’t believe we actually made it, Ruki,” you announce before chugging the rest of the ale in your glass.

Ruki raises an eyebrow, “thirsty?” he laughs.

“Real women don’t sip they chug,” you smile before waving the bartender over to order another round for you and your friend.

“I never seen you drink at all before,” he states, chugging the rest of his own drink.

“That’s only because I had to focus on my studies but now I’m officially free,” you explain, staring at your classmate.

You never realized how attractive Ruki is before this moment. Maybe it was because of the stress of college but whatever the reason was, you’re certainly noticing it now. His doe-like eyes seem to be locked onto you. Maybe he’s finally noticing you as well. His dirty blonde locks were hanging over his face hiding one of his eyes but you could still see the intensity in them. His nose is the most perfect shape, it’s the kind of nose that people pay a lot of money to surgically obtain. His lips are rather inviting, they naturally curl upwards in the corners and all you can seem to imagine is how they’d feel against your skin. But you force that thought out of your head. What are you doing thinking of Ruki in this way? He’s just a fellow classmate, despite his prince-like features and appearance you have to remember that in the past four years never once has things crossed the line so why would they start now?

Ruki shakes his head, moving his tousled hair out of his eyes. He raises an eyebrow, “what’s on your mind, Y/N?” he asks in a lower, almost seductive voice.

“I’m just thinking about,” you start to say but trail off due to getting so easily distracted by his closeness. You suddenly realize the proximity of his body. A mixture of cologne, deodorant, and the mixed berry chapstick that glistened his lips overtakes your thoughts as you try to stay focused.

“Thinking about what?” Ruki repeats, slowly moving the loose strand of hair out of your face, gently securing it behind your ear. When his hand grazes your cheek, chills instantly shoot through your body and any chance of you staying coherent is completely gone. “Can I just tell you?” he says softly, moving his face even closer to yours, making your heart beat so hard you are certain he’s able to hear it. “I don’t know why I’m only noticing this now but you have the most gorgeous eyes that I have ever seen before.”

And there it is, 11:48pm, the time that will forever be engraved in your mind as the time that your life has changed forever. Your phone starts vibrating on the bar before you have time to respond to the beautiful prince, now only inches away from your face. You glance down to see a photo of you and your brother on the screen of your iPhone. You sigh as you sit up, knowing that your brother would never call you at this hour for nonsense. 

You mouth an ‘I’m sorry’ to Ruki before pressing your phone up to your ear and saying, “This better be important, Shogo.”

The name seems to spike the interest of the handsome boy who backs away, clearly disappointed by the slight rejection. He is fidgeting with his lighter that was previously lying flat on the bar in front of him. He watches you, from the corner of his eyes, noticing the sudden change in your demeanor. Everything from your facial expression, down to your body language instantly changes. He knows right then and there that any chance of tonight being the night he’s been secretly dreaming of is completely out of reach.

As soon as you end the call, he turns and asks, “is everything ok?”

Tears are gathering in the corner of your eyes, as you fight to keep them contained, but the panic is still written clearly all over your face. “There’s been an accident,” you whisper. “I have to fly back to Tokyo.”

“Oh my god,” Ruki gasps, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “What kind of accident?”

“I’m not sure,” you sigh, gathering your belongings. “But it’s my father…I’m sorry I have to go.”

You stand up, rushing towards the door. You head outside waving a taxi over. After climbing inside, the tears start to slowly break free from their prison. They stream down your cheeks as you give the address of your apartment to the driver. 

Everything from here becomes a blur. When you get the news of a loved one’s possible demise it’s hard to comprehend the amount of emotions that race through your existence. You maneuver through the motions in almost a mechanical, robotic motion. After you gather some belongings from your apartment, the taxi drives you to the airport. This is the most grueling part of your journey. At normal hours, this is easily close to a three-hour car ride but at this hour the trip is nearly cut in half. 

The taxi pulls up to the entrance and you hand him two hundred dollar bills, telling him to keep the change as a thank you for getting you to your destination both safely and in record time. 

You exit the cab, stunned to see Ruki standing by the entrance. “What are you doing here?” you ask.

“When you left, you seemed so out of it,” Ruki starts to explain as he takes the small travel bag you are holding from your grips. “I have to go back to Tokyo as well. I wasn’t planning on leaving till next week but I figured you could use the company so I rushed here and got us two tickets a while.”

His explanation leaves you completely utterly stunned. You always liked Ruki but you never saw this side of him. He never acted like he cared this much before but you can’t lie, it makes you feel special. The tears start to flow again, embarrassed by the display of emotions, you look away from him. You feel his arms pull you into a warm embrace, somehow easing some of your discomfort. He pulls back, moving your face upwards with his hand gently on your chin. 

“I’m here for you, Y/N,” he whispers. “In whatever way you need me.”

“I appreciate that,” you smile, shyly.

Ruki leans in, pressing his lips onto yours but only for a few seconds, only enough to leave you wanting more. “Come on, we gotta catch our flight,” Ruki says, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind him as he walks into the airport. 

After a twelve hour flight, your plane lands in Tokyo. You stand up, stretching before following your friend off of the plane. You turn to look at Ruki, “thank you for doing this for me.”

“Eh,” he shrugs, nonchalantly, “it was nothing.”

“What do you mean it was nothing?” you ask, placing your hand on his chest. You want to grab him and pull his body against yours. You want to feel him again but you don’t have the balls to do something so forward. 

“I don’t know what is going on with you but I could tell you could use a friend,” Ruki announces. He leans forward and presses his lips against yours. He pulls away, staring intently into your eyes, “and I want to be the person that you can always depend on.”

“Y/N!” you hear someone yelling your name. 

You turn to see your brother running towards you. How are you going to explain the boy standing with you? Shogo is an overprotective brother and he never thinks anyone is good enough for his perfect baby sister. 

“Oh god, here we go,” you sigh, taking a deep breath turning to look at Ruki who is no longer standing behind you. You look around, searching for where he could have slipped away to but to no avail. 

Shogo runs over, wrapping his arms around you, “I’m so glad you finally made it,” he says. “I just wish it could be under better circumstances.”

You pull away to look at your older brother, solemnly, “so what happened?”

“This isn’t the place,” Shogo states, furrowing his eyebrows while examining you. “Who was that guy?”

“What guy?” you ask.

“Um, well nevermind then,” he sighs, grabbing your arm. “We gotta get going, I’m not sure how much time we have left.”

You follow him out of the airport, to a blacked out Mercedes suv parked right out front of the entrance. He opens the passenger side door for you to climb in. When you don’t move, he turns to look at you, “what are you doing, get in.”

“I don't think you’re supposed to park here,” you sigh, climbing inside.

Shogo ignores your remarks, slamming your door shut then walks around and climbs inside the driver’s side. He fires the engine up, “actually dear sister, I can park anywhere I fucking want to.”

“That’s not how things work,” you argue, rolling your eyes at his ignorance and flat out stupidity. “So NOW can you tell me what’s going on with father?”

Shogo takes a deep breath before speaking. “Father was going to one of his business meetings and his vehicle was shot up.”

“Why would anyone want to hurt him?” you gasp, feeling the tears starting to form in your eyes again.

“He’s a very important person in the company and sometimes this stuff happens,” he explains as vaguely as possible.

You know the explanation is not a good one, you’re not an idiot, afterall you spent most of your life preparing to become an attorney but you decide not to argue, now isn’t the time for that. You turn to look at your brother with tears streaming down your cheeks, “Shogo,” you whisper. “Is father going to be alright?”

“No,” he states, fighting back tears of his own. “He’s on life support and is barely holding on. That’s why I said we had no time to fuck around.”

You don’t respond, mainly because of what is there to say. Your father is dying and there is absolutely nothing that can be done to save him. And the worst part of it all is that you haven’t spoken to him for years all because of your stubbornness and need for independence. 

Shogo pulls to the front of the hospital, parking his car at the entrance. This time you don’t question his choice of parking, there are bigger issues at hand and honestly who cares if he gets a ticket. You get out of the vehicle and follow him through the hospital. You watch as different staff members silently greet your brother as a show of respect. You don’t understand why anyone would be showing respect to your loser brother but once again, now is not the time to question.

You follow your brother inside of a private hospital room, where your father is laying helpless, hooked up to all sorts of machines. You feel your knees shaking and the room starts to spin. “Oh my god, daddy,” you cry, running over to his side. You grab his hand, squeezing it, “please don't leave me daddy. I love you.”

Shogo walks behind you, placing his hand on your back attempting to aid some comfort which only makes your sobbing increase. You look up at him with tear stained cheeks and glassy eyes, “he can’t leave us, Shogo, we need him. He needs to see me graduate.”

“He has always been so proud of you, Y/N,” Shogo sighs, fighting back his own tears. 

“No he hasn’t,” you argue. “I’m a disgrace. I never fit into the little cookie mold like I was supposed to. That’s why he sent me away to boarding school in the U.S and never allowed me to come home. He’s always been ashamed of me, unlike you. You’re daddy’s son, the perfect child, the one he’s so proud of and couldn’t wait for you to take over the family business.”

Shogo laughs a little but only because of how dead wrong you actually are. “You have always been his favorite and that is why he sent you away. It was for your own protection, Y/N. If he knew you were here right now, he would be so upset with me. There’s so much you don’t know and I can’t tell you but you need to understand that everything that father has done for you, has been done completely out of love, not shame.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” you state, laying your head down on your father’s hand. “Please don’t go, daddy, I’m begging you.”

The constant beeping of the heart monitor stops. Your father’s heart flatlines, his body starts seizing on the bed as nurses run into his room and the chaos starts to erupt. Shogo grabs you by the shoulders, pulling you outside of the room to allow the medical professionals to work in peace. You turn, burrowing your head in his chest, unable to control the sobbing. 

The door to your father’s room opens and the nurses start to exit, none of which are making eye contact with you or your brother. You follow him back inside the room, just in time to see the doctor pulling a white sheet over the body of what used to be your father.

“I’m so sorry, sir,” the dr. says, looking at Shogo. “We tried everything we could but he was gone.”

Shogo’s face is drained of all colors, and his eyes turn dark. You could see his ability to control himself leave his body and the loving caring brother is no longer there. He flips the table at the end of the bed, throwing it harshly against the wall. “THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS WILL PAY,” he screams. He storms out of the room, leaving you behind.

𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 : 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛

𝚌𝚑.𝟷 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟹

Shogo exits the hospital in a state of pure rage. You were correct with everything that you said about him and your father. Shogo has been groomed from a very young age to take over the family business. He had an extremely close relationship with his father. He loved and admired him and strived to be a man that would make his dad proud. That day will never come though, his father is no longer here to be proud of anything that Shogo accomplishes and that is why THEY must pay.

Masaya is hanging around the INI’s clubhouse with a few of the other members. He’s sharpening his beloved pocket knife. She’s diamond encrusted with a skull engraved on the blade. His phone starts to vibrate in his pocket. He’s tempted to ignore the call, afterall sharpening Christine is a priority and one of the few pleasures that Masaya allows himself to indulge in. 

His phone continues to vibrate, causing massive irritation to Masaya’s mood which ultimately will mess with the lecherous foreplay between him and Christine. He lightly places Christine onto the table in front of him, slamming his hand onto the hardwood, next to his knife out of pure frustration of being interrupted, then removes his cell phone out of his pocket. All that frustration is immediately erased once he sees that his favorite person, Shogo, is the one who is the cause of the interruption.

He places the phone to his ear, “yes sir,” he says.

“I need you,” Shogo states, coldly with zero emotion in his voice. “He’s gone. Meet me at Hibiya Koen in fifteen minutes. We have some matters to attend to.”

Before Masaya can respond, Shogo disconnects the call. He doesn’t need to hear the response to know that his orders will be followed without question, especially from his most loyal, unhinged soldier. 

Masaya stands up, gently folding Christine and placing her inside of her case connected to his belt loop. He walks over to a cabinet against the wall. “YEAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” he yells as he repeatedly starts slamming his own head against the wall until blood starts to drip down his face. “DADDY FUCKING NEEDS ME!! LETS GET IT ELEANOR!!!” 

He opens the cabinet and removes his other most beloved girl, Eleanor. She is a wooden Louisville slugger that has been carved with skulls and crossbones and spray painted black. She has leather wrapped around the base to enable proper gripping and at the tip she is decorated with blood stained barbed wire. She is always dressed to impress and is ready for some action.

Masaya runs his tongue on the barbed wire as his eyes roll into the back of his head. “Mmmmm Elaenor, you just get sexier everytime I see you,” he announces, walking towards the door. The other members watch as he leaves without asking any questions, after all this isn’t necessarily odd behavior for Masaya.

You slowly walk out of your father’s room, tears streaming down your cheeks. You make your way out of the hospital, stunned to see Shogo has left without you. You haven’t been in Tokyo for over ten years and you have absolutely no idea how to get home. You take your phone out of your pocket, calling your brother in a panic but of course he doesn’t answer the call. 

You look around, unsure where to go, deciding to head north. You decide to find a decent looking restaurant to sit in until you’re able to reach Shogo. As you walk down the street, thunder sounds out from the heavens above, adding to the already outstanding day. You pick up the pace when you start to feel droplets of water hitting your skin. You turn the corner, noticing an establishment that looks rather dignified.

Before entering the restaurant you attempt to call your brother again with the same results when another idea pops into your head. You scroll through your contacts, landing on Ruki’s name, pressing call before you have the chance to change your mind.

“Hello,” Ruki says into the phone, answering your call after only one ring.

“Hey,” you say with a shaky voice. “I’m sorry to do this but I’m kind of stranded and I was wondering…”

“Where are you?” he asks.

“I’m getting ready to walk into some restaurant called ‘Fengfan’s’,” you say as your voice cracks.

“I’ll be right there,” he says. “But please be careful, I’ve heard of some less than savory things happening in there before.”

“Should I go somewhere else?” you ask, looking around but not seeing any other restaurant in close enough vicinity.

“No, it won’t take me long to get there. I’ll see you soon oh and I’m glad you thought to call me,” Ruki announces before disconnecting the call.

“Fengfan’s,” you say to yourself as you walk inside, only moments before the skies open up and releases a torrential downpour.

Most of the tables are occupied by what appears to be happy couples but only two stools were taken at the bar. You walk over and sit down on a stool and force a smile once the bartender notices you.

“Can I get you something to drink?” the bartender asks.

“Yea can I get a double Nikka Yoichi neat please,” you sigh, trying to wipe your tears subtly, hoping no one is paying attention.

“A whiskey drinker,” one of the men says who is only sitting a few seats away from you.

“Yea,” you nod, trying not to pay him too much attention, afterall Ruki did give you fair warning and he has no reason to lie to you.

“And you seem to have some expensive taste,” he continues on. You don’t want to be rude so you look at the man who is now facing you entirely with his back turned to his friend and smile.

The two men didn’t strike you as the types who would normally be friends outside of a bar. The one speaking to you is shorter with shoulder length black hair. He has an inviting smile, warm eyes, and an air to him that he thinks that he is the most important person in any room. The other man sits quiet, he appears to be observing and taking in all of the activity going on in the room. He has short, bright red hair, a shade that only a man with a certain level of confidence could pull off but he gave no signs that he is friendly or has any desire to be bothered.

“Are you having a rough day, sweets,” the man asks as he moves over to the empty stool next to you.

“You can say that,” you sigh, feeling the tears starting to form in your eyes again. You fight the urge to cry though, you don’t need to be vulnerable in a place like this and around men like these.

“A pretty girl like you should never be brought to tears,” the man smiles. “Now why don’t you tell ole Jin here what he can do to make you feel a little better?”

“Ummm,” you hesitate, not fully knowing the proper thing to say.

“I know, how bout you let me buy you a few rounds of drinks, sweets,” he offers. “I bet that will help cheer you up a little.”

“Umm I don’t know,” you say, playing with the napkin that the bartender set down to put your drink on once it's served. “I don’t think I’m going to be here for too much longer, my friend is coming to pick me up.”

“Is it your boyfriend?” Jin asks bluntly.

“No,” you gasp, shocked by his sudden question.

“That’s wonderful news,” Jin smiles, as the bartender sits your drink down. “Put her tab on mine.”

“No no, that’s not necessary,” you argue, only to be ignored by the bartender. You sigh and look at the man next to you, “thank you.”

“No thank you,” Jin smiles brightly. “It’s not every day that I get the opportunity to speak with a woman with looks that would put any model to shame. Oh I’m Jin by the way but my friends call me MJ.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Jin,” you say, drinking the entire contents of your glass in one gulp. 

“So do you have a name or can I just call you mine,” he winks, signaling for the bartender to get you another drink. This time the bartender returns with your drink in record time. You notice the difference in service but don’t question it. Afterall, you will never see any of these men again after Ruki gets here and saves you from your nightmare.

“No please don’t call me that,” you say, chugging the second drink that is served to you.

“Ok sweets, I like a challenge,” Jin smirks, as the bartender delivers another drink in front of you. “It seems to me like you might be trying to get a little tipsy.”

“No, you’re wrong on that,” you argue, chugging the next drink. You are starting to feel the whiskey though but the pain from losing your father is a little numbed so it’s a win win.

“I don’t know,” Jin smirks, “I think you are thinking of some less than pure acts you would like to do with me and you’re using the liquor so you don’t have to feel bad for standing up your friend.”

Before you have time to respond, Ruki enters the restaurant, walking over to you. “There you are, Y/N,” he says, placing his arm around your shoulder while glaring at Jin. “Are you ok?”

“Oh hi ya Ruki,” you smile, liking the sensation you are feeling from him simply touching your shoulders.

“Look here a minute, boy,” Jin orders. “You look familiar, do I know you?”

“Nah, I don’t think so,” Ruki denies, helping you stand up.

“Are you sure?” Jin asks. “I usually never forget a face.”

You turn to face Jin, “thank you for the drinks, sir. I hope you have a wonderful evening.”

“Anytime sweets,” Jin smiles. “You can usually find me here if you ever decide to go through with those evasive thoughts of yours.”

You don’t respond as Ruki leads you out of the restaurant and over to his black BMW. He opens the door for you to sit inside, closes it and walks around getting into the driver's side.

Masaya walks around Hibiya Koen looking for Shogo with the dried blood still on his face. “You look worse than me,” Shogo announces walking up to him. 

“What do you mean?” Masaya asks with wide eyes, reaching over to touch Shogo’s arm. 

“The fucking blood on your face,” Shogo laughs

“Well look at Eleanor,” Masaya orders, holding his beloved bat up in front of the man’s face. “She has blood on her so we wanted to match. It’s what couples do.”

“I’ll never understand you,” Shogo laughs, looking at Masaya who is staring at his bat while running his finger up the side while biting his lower lip. “Alright enough fucking around, it’s time to get her real bloody.”

“Fuck yea it is!!!!” Masaya yells, punching himself in the head. His breathing starts to get more intense when he asks “who is Eleanor ending?”

“We’re not ending anyone yet,” Shogo snarls. “I want to let those mother fuckers know what's coming their way.”

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 ~ 𝚌𝚑.𝟹 ~ 𝚒𝚗𝚒 & 𝚓𝚘𝟷 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎: 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎'𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟸 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟺

Masaya follows Shogo to their new enemies’ clubhouse. Shogo struts inside like he owns the place. But to be fair, that’s how Shogo enters anywhere he goes, he’s practically royalty and he is fully aware of his stature. 

“Alright boys,” Shogo yells, raising his arms up. “It’s time to atone for your sins.”

“FUCKING ATONE!!!!” Masaya repeats, slamming Eleanor down onto an empty wooden table breaking it in two.

“What the fuck?!” Keigo snaps, standing up from the table where he was sitting, fully invested in a card game with another member. 

“Where’s Sho?” Shogo snarls. “I have an issue with him.”

Syoya lays his hand of cards down onto the table, turning his head to look at the crazed man, yelling in the doorway. “I guess you’re shit out of luck, Shigo, cause he’s not home right now.”

Masaya looks at Shogo for approval, getting a nod in return, giving him the okay to proceed. An evil smirk crawls onto Masaya’s face as he walks over to the table where the card game is in full swing. He slams his bat onto the card table, breaking it in half. “It’s SHOGO motherfucker!!” he yells then swings his bat, making contact with Syoya’s shoulder causing him to fall off his chair, landing hard on the floor. “And this is fucking Eleanor…SHOW SOME GODDAMNED RESPECT!!!!”

Syoya reaches for his handgun that he has secured in the waistband of his pants but before he has time to pull it, some more members enter the room from the back. 

“What’s all this ruckus about?” Ren asks, looking around at the destruction. 

“I’m looking for fucking Sho,” Shogo snarls, nodding at Masaya to tell him to continue with the chaos.

Masaya smiles as he smashes the rest of the tables still standing. Junki runs into the room from the back, “I wanna help,” he yells full of excitement. He picks up a chair, throwing it against the back of the bar, breaking all the bottles of liquor with the collision. 

“I’ve been meaning to ask you, Tajima,” Ren smirks, cocking his head while raising an eyebrow. “How’s your father doing?”

Shogo pulls his gold plated handgun from the holster hidden by his black sport coat, pointing it directly at Ren’s head. “Talk about my father again and I will blow your fucking head off.”

“DO ITTTTT!!!!!!” Masaya yells, hitting himself in the head with Eleanor, breaking his own head open causing blood to pour down his face.

“My turn,” Junki orders, looking at Masaya waiting for him to his head.

“Now now now,” Ren sighs, motioning with both hands for Shogo to calm down with his hands. “I apologize if I said something wrong. I was just wondering how our Godfather is doing. I sent some flowers to the hospital this morning.”

Masaya walks over to Ren, raising Eleanor in the air, swinging and hitting his stomach. After falling to the ground, Ren looks up at Shogo, spits blood onto the ground and smiles, “I’ll let Sho know you stopped by when he gets home.”

Masaya raises Eleanor again, preparing to swing when Shogo yells, “ENOUGH!” He turns to exit the clubhouse, expecting his dog to follow.

“Be a good boy and go follow your master,” Ren whispers to Masaya with a smile on his face showing the blood stained teeth in his mouth. 

“Masaya come,” Shogo orders before he has time to respond to the injured man lying on the floor. Masaya puts his head down and runs after Shogo.

After the door completely closes when both men leave the clubhouse, Ren stands up, holding his side. “Where the fuck did Ruki go?” he snarls.

“He got a call and said he had to go handle something,” Syoya explains. “You know those intellectual types do shit.”

Ren looks around at the mess and notices Junki pouting in the corner. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” he snarls.

“I’m sad,” he says. “I didn’t get to play with Eleanor.”

Ruki climbs into the driver’s side of his black BMW, smiling at you softly. “You look like you’ve been hit by a mack truck,” he announces. 

“I feel like that too,” you sigh, looking down at the floor of the car. 

“So where am I taking you?” Ruki wonders.

The tears start to well up in your eyes and you are unable to stop them from falling. You look at him with tear stained cheeks, “I don’t know,” you whimper. “I haven’t been to Tokyo for over ten years, Ruki, I don’t even know where my brother’s house is.”

He places his hand on your thigh, trying to lend you some comfort. “How about your parent’s house?” he asks. “Do you want me to drop you off there?”

The mention of your parents makes you sob uncontrollably. You cover your face with your hands embarrassed of how you're acting but unable to stop the emotions. “I can’t go there…I just can’t.”

“Oh Y/N, it’s ok,” Ruki says, leaning towards you and wrapping his arms around you. “Come here, baby, it’s alright, Ruki’s here. I’ll take you somewhere until you can get a hold of your brother.”

You pull away, looking up at him through tear stained lashes, “I’m so sorry for all of this.”

“There’s no need for apologies,” he states, rubbing the back of your head with his hand. 

“Yes there is,” you argue. “I shouldn’t have bothered you with this and I’m sorry. I just didn’t know who else to call. I don’t know anyone else here.”

“I told you,” Ruki sighs. “I’m glad I was the person you thought of. I want to be that person for you.”

“Really?” you ask. 

“Yes, really,” Ruki confirms. “You’ve always been special to me, Y/N.”

You stare at him with wide eyes, surprised by his sudden confession. He places a strand of hair that is hanging in your face behind your ear, never breaking the intense eye contact. “Look,” he continues. “There’s a lot of things that I feel that I need to say to you but I know you’re going through a lot right now and you don’t need this on top of it. So how about I take you to my cousin’s restaurant, across town and we get some food in that belly and if you still can’t get a hold of your brother, I can rent a hotel room for you to stay in for the night so you can get some rest.”

You nod, wiping your cheeks with your hands then rubbing the wetness onto your jeans. You sit back in your seat while he starts the engine and drives off. He drives through town as you stare out of the window, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Ruki glances over at you, exhales deeply and grabs your hand, squeezing it lightly. “It’ll be ok,” he whispers. You don’t respond but you don’t pull your hand away either. You’re grateful for him, especially at this moment. 

He pulls into an almost empty parking lot, outside of a lone building. The sign reads ‘Shose’s’. Ruki parks his car and turns the engine off. He turns to look at you, “are you ready?”

“Not really,” you sigh, unbuckling your seatbelt. You squeeze his hand once more before releasing it, “but we can’t really just sit in your car all night, can we?”

“I mean, if you’d really want to, I would be willing to sit in here with you for as long as you need,” he smiles. “But, I’m sure you haven’t had a good meal since you landed and you probably should get some food in your system.”

“I’m not that hungry though,” you sigh.

“Come on babe, you’re a smart girl,” he laughs. “You know damn well that you’re probably hungry and because you’re emotional right now, your mind is just tricking you into thinking that you're not.”

You glare at him, “I really hate how smart you are sometimes.”

Ruki smirks, raising an eyebrow, “I don’t think you do,” he states, in a teasing way. “Wait here.”

You watch as he gets out of the car, walks around and opens your door, putting his hand out for you to grab to help you out of his vehicle. You scrunch your nose for a second before placing your tiny extension into his. “What’s wrong,” he asks.

“I’m just not used to this side of you,” you admit. 

“To be fair, you and I only focused on school before. This is the first time we can really be ourselves,” he states, leading you inside of the restaurant. 

You walk inside, surprised by the elegant atmosphere. The restaurant is clearly a fine dining establishment, making you instantly self conscious. “Ruki, I’m not dressed appropriately to eat here,” you whisper.

“I think you look stunning,” he instantly responds, without any hesitation. 

“Stop it,” you sigh as you stop walking. “I’m being serious, places like this usually have a dress code and I’m sure jeans aren’t allowed.”

He turns his body to face you, booping your nose with his finger. “You’re really adorable,” he smiles. “You worry way too much. I told you, this is my cousin’s restaurant, you’re fine just the way you are.”

There it is, his beautiful smile. You only saw him smile a handful of times over the past few years. A real smile that is, not a grin or a ‘yea ok’ kind of smile, like a smile showing he is really happy and this is that kind of smile. You secretly wish you could see that smile more often, it’s really nice to look at. You feel him wrap his arm around your shoulder, once again guiding you to a table in the corner of the restaurant.

A tall, lengthy looking man walks out from the back room. He has long purple hair, neatly tied back with only a few bangs hanging loose in his face. His skin is a soft shade with all but perfect complexion. He has naturally pouty lips and quite intense looking eyes.

He walks straight over to the table. “Ruki,” he says, “I thought you were gonna be hanging at the clubhouse tonight.” He only smiles once he notices you sitting at the table. “And who is this lovely lady?”

“Hi,” you smile, reaching your hand out to shake his. “I’m Tajima Y/N.”

The man raises an eyebrow, side eyes Ruki, then quickly takes your hand into his, “Tajima Y/N, you say? Now that’s the name for an angel and you have a face to go with it.”

“Thank you,” you say, uncomfortably pulling your hand back and placing it on your lap. 

“Is everything ok with you, you seem a little sad,” the man asks, pouting his lips a little, purely for dramatics. 

“Shosei,” Ruki grunts, “she’s been through enough today, she doesn’t need this shit.”

Shosei looks at him, letting a little laugh out before responding. “Yea ok, I guess I’ll just go back into my office then.” He turns to look at you, “get anything you’d like, your meal is on the house.”

“You don’t have to do that,” you say, starting to feel a little bad for getting visibly uncomfortable prior. 

“Any friend of Ruki, is a friend of mine,” Shosei smirks. “But before I leave you two alone, I just have one question…do you have a sister by chance?”

“No,” you shake your head. “Just an older brother.”

“Oh never mind, I thought I might have known your sister but I guess I was wrong,” he explains. “Ruki, make sure you come in to talk to me before you leave.”

“Yea ok,” Ruki nods as he watches his cousin walk off. “I’m really sorry about that,” he says to you. 

“It’s alright,” you sigh. “I’m sorry I was being rude.”

“You weren’t being rude at all honey,” Ruki smiles. “I think you handled him perfectly.”

Masaya closely follows Shogo to his vehicle and they both climb inside. Masaya turns to look at his boss with wide eyes, yearning for approval but only to be highly disappointed. Shogo glances over at his loyal dog and watches as Masaya gently caresses Eleanor while whispering sweet nothings to his beloved.

Masaya looks over at him, “will you be my best man?”

“What the fuck are you going on about now?” Shogo growls, now refusing to even glance in his direction.

“Uhh umm nothing,” Masaya stutters, slightly embarrassed of his question. He looks at his hands, staring intently for a few seconds before he starts punching his head, taking turns between his right and left hand. “WHO THE FUCK IS NEXT!?!?!?!?!”

“We’re going to Feng’s,” Shogo states, in a low tone, seemingly unphased by his passenger’s erratic behavior.

Masaya slowly stops hitting himself, grabbing Eleanor tightly with both hands. “But I don’t want to hurt Fengfan,” he sighs, almost on the brink of tears. “I love him too much.”

“Nobody said anything about hurting him, man,” Shogo growls.

“But we’re on a mission,” Masaya argues. “A mission of destruction.”

“Where the fuck do you come up with this shit?” Shogo growls.

“Eleanor helps me figure a lot out,” Masaya confesses with wide eyes.

“Done,” Shogo sighs. “Text Takeru and Yudai and tell them to meet us at Feng’s.”

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Dinner is served to Ruki and you at his cousin’s restaurant. The food looks and smells absolutely heavenly. If only your appetite was fully intact, you are certain the food would taste just as good as it looks and smells. “Come on, you need to eat,” he insists, looking at you with eyes full of concern.

“I’m sorry Ruki,” you sigh. “I’m just not hungry and I’m afraid if I force myself to eat, it’s going to make me sick.”

“I know I don’t know the extent of everything you’ve been through today but maybe it would help if you talked about it,” he suggests.

You look away as tears begin to form in your eyes, “my father was murdered,” you say in a tone that is so low that it's barely audible.

He gasps expressing pure shock. “What do you mean murdered?”

“To be honest, I don’t really know the details,” you sigh. “I only know what my brother told me and he always leaves out the details when it comes to anything that involves him and father.”

“I’m sorry baby,” Ruki says, sympathetically with a slight frown on his face.

The waiter returns to the table with a bottle of red wine, “Mr. Shosei sent this over, sir,” he explains, pouring the burgundy colored liquid into two glasses and placing one in front of each of you. 

“Thank you,” Ruki sighs, analyzing your facial expressions for any sign of acceptance of the wine. He turns to look at the waiter who is still staring at him, “is that all?”

“Oh yes,” the waiter stumbles, “I’ll be taking my leave now,” he scurries away just as quickly as he originally appeared. 

Without thinking you reach for your glass of wine and drink the entire glass. “Mmmm, that’s really good wine.”

“I’m glad you like it, my dear,” Shosei purrs, walking over to the table. “It's our finest bottle of perfectly aged Chateau Lafite Rothschild Bordeaux Pauillac.”

“I have no idea what you just said but it still tastes good,” you smile.

“I'll tell you a little secret,” Shosei starts. “I have a lot of things that taste…”

“Alright Shosei,” Ruki quickly interrupts. “That’s enough of that.”

“I think the princess might actually enjoy the attention,” he smirks, staring at you, waiting for a response.

“Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Ruki growls. “Y/N is clearly uncomfortable.”

“I think she looks rather intrigued,” Shosei states.

“Why are you out here bothering us again?” Ruki quickly changes the subject, clearly annoyed.

“I need to borrow you, you’re needed in my office,” Shosei explains, his eyes never leaving you.

“Can’t you see I’m a little busy at the moment?” Ruki snaps.

“I’m not asking you to come to my office,” Shosei snarls, glaring at the younger one. “I’m telling you to come to my office.”

Your eyes widen when you hear and feel the change of atmosphere when the orders are barked out. The tension becomes so thick, it can be cut with a knife, which makes you want to crawl under the table and hide.

“I am busy right now,” Ruki retorts without hesitation. “I told you that I will stop in once we are finished with our dinner.”

“That is unacceptable,” Shosei growls.

“Ahhh shit the prince himself is here,” Ren snarls walking into the restaurant, followed closely behind by Takumi.

You watch as Ruki tenses up upon the entrance of the two men, surprised by the reaction. This is really the first time you’ve ever seen his body language change so drastically. Ruki always remains calm in every situation so the fact that he appears to be on edge, makes you aware that you should follow suit.

“Why are you guys here?” Ruki asks, standing up and moving to where he is in front of you, almost as if he was trying to shield you.

“Well well well,” Ren hums, walking over to the table after spotting you. “Who do we have here?”

You could feel his eyes burning a hole through you, practically undressing you with his eyes making both your skin crawl and hair stand up on the back of your neck. 

Ruki moves again, blocking the strange man from your line of vision. “Leave her alone, Ren,” he orders.

“I just want to properly introduce myself to this vision of pure beauty,” Ren announces, with a hint of confidence in his tone.

“Alright, that’s enough fucking around guys,” Shosei interrupts, with a more dominating demeanor than you’ve seen him have prior. 

Ren turns to face Shosei, laughing with a shit eating grin on his face, “I must say this is not a very intimidating look on you.”

You feel something in your hair, assuming a fly landed, after moving your hand up to swat the insect away, you jump after making contact with a hand. You look and the smaller man who was following Ren is now only inches from your face. The corner of his lips curl upwards into a spine chilling grin before he lets out a guttural, low growl, “woof woof woof.” You jump, staring with wide eyes, almost paralyzed by fear.  

“I like your eyes,” he continues. “I have the perfect box I could store them in.”

“Takumi,” Ruki snaps, “leave her the fuck alone.”

Takumi, grabs your throat with one hand while making eye contact, “till next time prince jacker.” and with that he runs over to stand between Ren and Ruki.

“Run along prince, dad needs you,” Ren smiles, “and don’t worry about this little ray of sunshine, daddy will take care of her.”

He sits down in the seat where Ruki was sitting across from you at your table. He places an elbow onto the table resting his face in the palm of his hand, “So tell me sunshine, what’s your name?”

“God damn it Ren,” Ruki growls. “Leave her the fuck alone.”

With a look of pure rage, Ren slides his hand into his sports coat, a man appears from the office and commands, “Shiroiwa, Kawanishi, Ohira…get in here NOW!”

“Awww look at that,” Ren smiles, a look of smugness on his face. “Looks like dad thinks I should be the babysitter.”

Ruki looks at you with apologetic eyes, “I’ll be right back, will you be ok?”

You want to tell him no, you want to beg him to stay and not to leave you with the crazed maniac who has been undressing you with his eyes the entire time he has walked into the building, but you know you can’t. Instead, you force a smile and nod. “I’ll be fine.”

You watch as the other men scurry away from the table and into the office. Ren is still focusing on you as though you are the only person in the entire room.

“I’m going to ask you again,” he growls in a low deep voice, sending shivers down to your core. “What’s your name, sunshine?”

“My name is Tajima Y/N.”

To look at Ren you wouldn’t be able to tell what he has hidden beneath the shiny exterior. He’s a gorgeous man, practically perfection but as they say, ‘you can’t judge a book by its cover’.

“Tajima Y/N,” he repeats. You can see the wheels spinning in his mind but you can’t bring yourself to ask him what he is thinking. “So tell me Miss Tajima Y/N, what are you doing with Prince charming?”

“What do you mean?” you wonder.

He laughs at your innocence, “it’s quite simple sunshine, are you just a good time girl or more?”

“Oh my god,” you gasp. “It’s nothing like that. Ruki and I are friends from university and he’s just helping me out right now.”

“Is that so?” Ren smirks, eyes moving down onto your figure, lingering there for a little longer than necessary.

The doors to the office open, Ruki and Takumi reenter the dining room. Ren moves over to sit next to you before anyone has the chance to steal his spot. He smells like a combination of expensive cologne and cigarettes, a smell that seems to tickle your senses without your consent.

Ruki sits on the opposite side of you. “Are you ok?” he whispers.

“Don’t worry prince charming,” Ren interjects, “I didn’t ruin your little trophy…yet that is.”

Ren pulls his phone out of his pocket, opening the camera and snaps a picture of himself sitting next to you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Ruki growls, slamming his hand down onto the table.

Takumi’s eyes get wide with excitement as he jumps onto the table “Shit’s gonna go the fuck down!!!!” he yells.

Ren forwards the picture he just captured, with the message, “oh my oh my look at the ray of sunshine I came across. I wonder how sweet she’s gonna taste.” He hits send, placing the phone back into his pocket, leaning back and waiting for the fun to begin.

Your phone instantly starts vibrating in your pocket…

Meanwhile~~~

Shogo drives his car to ‘Fengfan’s’, parking his car on the street in front. He gets out and walks inside, Masaya closely behind. Masaya walks over, slamming his beloved bat down on an empty table close to where the other men are sitting. He looks up with tears in his eyes, “I’m sorry Shogo,” he whimpers. “Even though Eleanor was on board, I just can’t do it. I can’t hurt Fengie…I love him too much.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Shogo growls, looking around at all the patrons watching on in shock. “Everyone out of here now, your meals are on the house. Now Go.”

All the guests get up and quickly scurry out of the restaurant, leaving Shogo and his boys alone.

“Please don’t hate Eleanor, Shogo,” Masaya begs. “She wanted to make you happy but I couldn’t. This is my fault, not hers.”

“I told you we’re not here to fucking hurt anyone,” Shogo growls.

Takeru stands up, walking over to Masaya. He grabs Eleanor, licking her while making eye contact with the crying lunatic, then throws his beloved bat across the room. “I just fucked your bitch ass licker,” he growls. 

The crying stops immediately and a look of rage overtakes Masaya’s face. He reaches down, grabbing Christine from her case secured on his belt loop, holding it against Takeru’s throat. Her blade is so sharp, that blood starts dripping down his neck.

“Now your precious Christine is fucking me too,” Takeru smirks. He reaches around his back pulling his black and yellow 9mm from his waistband jamming it into the side of Masaya’s head. “What do you say ole friend, you wanna leave this world together?”

“I can’t fucking deal with this bullshit today,” Shogo snaps, kicking a table causing it to flip making all the dishes break upon hitting the floor.

Fengfan stands up from the bar, without saying a word, he walks over and grabs Masaya and Takeru with both hands. He leans in close and whispers, “I will kill both of you right here and now if you don’t knock this shit off. And then I will butcher your bodies and serve you as tomorrow dinner specials. Understood?”

Masaya slowly lowers Christine, securing her back into her case on his belt loop as Takeru slowly shoves his 9mm into the front of his waistband. He grabs his neck seeing the blood on his hand. He smirks at Masaya not being able to control his urges, “since that was christine fucking me, is this her cum or mine?” he licks the blood of his hand, smiling evilly, “either way its fucking delicious.”

“I swear to fucking god, Takeru, get the fuck over here now and sit,” Jin growls, causing him to quickly do as he’s told. 

Masaya puts his head down and follows Fengfan back over to the bar, sitting down next to him. “I’m really sorry Fengie,” he whimpers, laying his head on his shoulder. “I didn’t want to hurt you, I really didn’t.”

“Get the hell off of me,” Fengfan snarls.

“But I love you,” Masaya announces.

“At least you know you can get ass from someone,” Jin laughs, winking at Fengfan. 

“I can’t fucking believe this shit,” Shogo states still pacing around the restaurant. 

“Yo, Shogo,” Jin starts. “Why don’t you fill us in on what’s going on.”

Shogo continues to pace without saying anything. He picks up a chair, throwing it through the glass window in the front of the restaurant. “God damn it!” he yells.

“Should I go give him a hug?” Masaya asks. 

“No, you stay,” Fengfan orders.

“Yea don’t risk losing your plan b,” Jin teases again.

Shogo walks over to the bar, grabbing a bottle of liquor and starts chugging. He slams it down onto the wood before looking at the others, “he’s gone boys, he’s gone.”

“Oh my god,” Fengfan gasped. “I’m sorry man.”

Before Shogo has time to respond his phone starts to vibrate, grabbing his attention. He pulls his phone out of his pocket to see a picture of you with Ren. “I’m gonna fucking kill him,” he growls then immediately dials your phone.

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Part 1

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