Yo!
Anyone still here?
So…uh… the update was kinda on purpose, I just wanted to see if people are still interested in the story… i was gonna reupload this earlier, but i forgot to pay my bills so...no internet. I'm Sorry!
I apologize for going AWOL, life/ shit happened, busy AF. As always, I'm very GRATEFUL for those who fave/follow/review… DISCLAIMERS: not mine, no profit…all that. ANY errors found are all mine…hope it isn't jarring to read… Also, had I attached this to the last chapter, it would be a LONG chapter to read…and I wasn't sure if you'd like it…?
Anyway, the ongoing events here… happen about the same time, just in a different POV, Ayashi, which kinda surprised me how no one figured…except 'Jam-Man265' …who sorta guessed, along with a bunch of other stuff… kudos!
NOTES…
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That's about it… Happy Anniversary?! On with the show!
-Ayashi POV-
Earlier that afternoon… at the car park by Starbucks…
I finally got my custom rifle…
After months of looking at various photos of the rifle and its customizable pieces on the internet, and making va just having a glimpse of the unassembled parts in the photos...
And now I actually have it right in the backseat of my car, is making me hella excited for the getting to actually putting the weapon to use. Good grief…
I found my ride parked in the mini parking lot behind Starbucks…
A beep to unlock the car and a few moments of anxious excitement later,
Feeling utterly excited, I was looking at the long and slim silver suitcase of the weapon that fit snuggly in the backseat of my Stinger…
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A Dragunov SVD customizable rifle
Fuck waiting till I get home…
I look to the back and marvel at the suitcase, and there was a small keyhole in the center, in-between the metal locks of the case. I inspect case
Picking up and inspecting every inch of the case, for any clue of how to open the damn thing, this better not be a prank Nii-chan!
Fortunately, few seconds of almost pulling my hair out in frustration later, I see a shine of a bronze item in attached to my car keys…it was a small skeleton key.
Cool…
Carefully jamming into the key hole, and rotating it until I heard a lock click open. Just the smell of the weapons' gun powder, various metal parts and cleaning oils and foam made me high…if just a little.
A few minutes later…
I was heading back to the Apartments in Newport after the exchange…but something seems off... and I feel this feeling increase as I was driving away…
Humoring the gut feeling…and it wasn't like I was in too much hurry right now or anything…
I did a drift U-turn and zoomed right back where I was parked earlier, but since someone was already parked in the spot I had, I park my car a few meters away from the Starbucks cafe.
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Only now that I was still and just literally waiting for something to happen, my mind decided to take control, making me think of things or events that could cause something to end up in a worst case scenario type of situation, should said something happen at all…
I see a package tucked in the footrest of the shotgun seat.
A parcel, the size of a small briefcase tied with a blue ribbon, there was a post it note attached, it's addressed to me.
Picking up the post it, it read,
'Forgot to give this to you earlier but now I'm glad I did because it goes well with the thing you had me pick up….hope you like it. N.K.'
Interesting, "What'd you get me, Niii-chan?"
Quickly opening the package, it reveled two items, one in bubble wrap on top, while the other was encased in a carton box, in the bottom. Picking up the one in the bubble wrap, and quickly unwrapping it… A white mini tripod.
A tripod…what could you possibly have gotten me?
Placing the tripod passenger seat, I picked up the carton box, looking like a large bento box, labeled [courtesy of Friendly Fire] at the top, quickly picking up the top half… it was a matt green and gloss black military grade spotter scope, snuggly fit in a Styrofoam mold.
I can't help but gush like a fan girl at the items… I will have to think of something of equivalent value, for future gift plans. For now, I gave the manual of the scope a quick scan through and quickly putting it to use with just the very basic knowledge…for now.
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Out of nowhere…I hear a radio walkie…somewhere in the car…IN MY CAR!
True enough, I hear it talk…again, it was on the floor of the back seat, just behind my seat, ["Ouji-dono…can…you hear…This is Aizen…we hav-…."]
Aizen? Why is he- Oh…his squad is…oh good grief~
I can't help but face palm then sigh at the forgetfulness of my brother, the idiot forgot the walkie… the same one that connects to the- Oh my god! WHY?!
[Can you he-ar me…shit…radio…breaking…sir?]
I was too busy how this could have happened when…
Right…we swapped cars… must've forgotten it… ["Ouji-dono…there is someone of interest… a lady with teal green hair….in casual attire… keeps glaring at you…with bino-culars… but very intently on…your date…"]
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Fuck it, I'll just get this over with, "Aizen…"
[Oujo- sama? How'd you…get hold of the…]
"Yeaa…let's just say…he forgot about it when we…swapped cars…you saw that right?"
["Yes ma'am…you brought the Ouji's car…to the Starbucks café…"]
"Yep…must've forgotten about it… love sick puppy…"
["Uhh…hehe…"] he answers as he awkwardly chuckles
"Anyway…I'll take it from here…you can go."
["Huh? But…we were told to…"]
"On second thought…stay put and get ready…"
["Hai…Oujo-sama…"]
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A few more minutes later…
"Alright…let's do this shit… sniper? You have visual on me?"
["Yes, Oujo…"]
Ayashi looked around the perimeter, from her vantage point lying on top roof of her car, which was much sturdier now as the entire body frame, was now reinforced and so a top load can be stationed, OR a person with a scope can perch…another thing she was thankful to her dear sibling for.
"Get ready t-….wait... I see the…stalker…" Ayashi mumbled as she saw the woman they were talking about, what made her seem out to stand out more was that odd hairstyle and with a pair of binoculars, "…what is up with the hair?! It's asymmetrical as fuck…"
Seeing that she seems to scope the area or someone as well… heading to a car in a hurry, to be what looks like a black Admiral with a Crème colored top roof.
Curious, she followed the target's line of sight and to her surprise, the suspicious lady was seething while looking at her twin...leisurely walked to the driver side to enter the vehicle, the very customized Stinger…taking a bit of time before leaving, probably to gloat a bit…before she seemingly zoom away due to the speed of the vehicle, but knowing her sibling, it was a casual drive.
["Ouji is out of the building…and into the car…"]
Next thing Ayashi saw, the same lady was on her cellphone and looking very pissed, "Yep, she's on the phone…" and just as she suspected, the lady in the Admiral proceeded to follow her sibling's Stinger.
And so with practiced ease, she hopped off the roof, with her scope in hand, before quickly got inside her own custom car and turned on the ignition in an effort to…tail that creepy stalker…tailing her twin siblings' car.
"Alright…clear out…we're moving out…"
["Copy that…]
"…the creepy lady is following Niii's car…is she a hired goon I don't know about?"
["I don't think she is, Oujo… a creepy fan girl maybe?"]
"Whatever the case… pack up and get behind my car…."
["Right away…"]
And now Ayashi was thanking her stars that she chose to indulge the gut feeling rather than ignore it…
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A few MORE minutes later…
-APOV-
What the hell?! The weird juju I felt earlier…was because of this?
["Oujo-sama…we're… on your six…"]
"Cool… now comes the boring part…also, Aizen…how many are you in your squad?"
["Five, including our sniper…armed and ready for a fight…in an Ambulance…with two medics…"]
"Ambulance? Someone got hit…?"
["Yes… with a re-enforced and bulletproof body so it can be inconspicuous and … No, none of us are injured…]
"Sweet ride… and remind me to bulletproof my car too…later…"
At some point, while we were talking while tailing the Admiral that was still in pursuit of my twin's car, who incredibly was not too far ahead…stopping appropriately…following traffic lights and all….toward the Callahan Bridge…from the intersection in Newport… heading to Portland.
["Oujo…if I may ask, where could Ouji-sama be going?"]
"St. Marks Bistro…"
["….that hilltop restaurant...in Mafiosi turf?"]
"The same one…" I say as we pass by Chinatown, and into the long stretch of city highway roads…
A few road turns…
A major road intersection however…towards the uphill of St. Marks, a Rumpo van drove closely alongside the Admiral and seeming to have a conversation with the creepy lady driver…coming from the direction of Liberty's Portland Docks…
"Wait…that isn't just a regular Rumpo…"
["…that's a Southside Hoods van…what are they doing here?!"]
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How in the fuck did that Hood van get here that quickly?!
Don't tell me this is a hit?
…and the Southside is…somehow involved with…
Do the Mafiosi know about this?
They can't get here quickly without any outside gang help… the Southside don't own a cargo ship vessel…or at least, not that I know of…
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I could be overthinking this but... Are they really planning to take out my brother?
Natsuru did mention that he came here…all secretively… on gang business…and not personal. Wait…it is possible that they could be mistaking him for me? I did assassinate one of their lower ranked leaders after a handful of them tried robbing the casino tellers for cash. But that was like a couple months ago.
And unless they plan to start a war with Yakuza by killing me…then it's a war they'll get.
Like what happened when Toni killed uncle Kazuki…but that is a whole other story for another day…but still the Hoods were likely the size of the Cartels at best, but even they had power vacuum and leadership issues when…and maybe even before Claude decimated the Columbians…and that was ONE man….with lots of help.
"Niii-chan…do you realize that you're being followed? "
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-APOV-
A little later that afternoon…
St. Marks Bistro…
After parking the custom Stinger in a small parking lot, my twin and date head up… the Admiral and Hoods Van park beside each other across the street.
A minute later, the lady exits her vehicle, meeting up with the Red Jacks that also exited the van, before huddling together and discussing something that seems very important.
I park my car in a good distance…exactly six cars away… from the Admiral, which was to the right of the Van, praying that they didn't notice and get suspicious...of that a WHITE Stinger.
I did not think that the color of the car would affect missions like these at the time I got it painted… I moved my glasses and onto forehead, as I take out my new scope and see just what the hubbub was about…
"Aizen…"
["Oujo..."]
"You and your team also noticed them by the intersection towards the hilltop, right?"
The radio buzzes with voices and white noise, ["Yes…we all did…"]
"Good, cause now…we're camping….trying to figure out what the fuck their up to…"
I hear sighs and groans of complaining over the radio besides the white noise, "Yea….this part sucks…chill…."
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About ten minutes of utter NOTHING…something finally happens…another Hood van…comes by and parks by the other two vehicles. And the people of the second Hood van exit…more Red Jacks… we're outnumbered…Shit.
A minute later, they seem to be arguing over something… passing around a small parcel the size of a…Pringles' tube…
["Oujo-sama… there is some sort of argument over there…"]
"I know I'm looking at it… but by the looks of it…we can't just barge in there like Rambo…"
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Not long after, they somehow end up with a decision.
A pair of the Red Jacks, ran across the road and towards the parking lot…one with the said parcel and one with an SMG, and when they got there.
They seemed to be searching for something… looking at each of the cars that was currently parked…
A few minutes which seem to stretch on…and finally, they seemed to find the car they were looking for.
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Unfortunately for us, happens to be my twins' custom black Stinger… he tore open the parcel, revealing something…a dark colored square attached to light colored block, while the other one was guarding him…or might seem like it, because he is covering it so I am not entirely sure bu- Shit! They're planting a bomb charge… think fast!
Quickly scanning my vehicle, for stashed weapons, I find my Dragunov… Duh! But it's still too early to use that, the other weapons I have on hand is an IMI Desert Eagle… with about 7 bullets… I doubt it'll reach as I am a bit far from the target.
The only other weapon I have…is a Ruger 10/22 Tactical… it does have a scope …this will have to do…I'll just make up the distance…
"Okay guys…get ready…something's about to happen…and I DON'T like where I think this is going…"
["On Standby….and ready to move…"]
And while I will complain later on why I decided to come here brightly colored….not ninja looking at all… I picked up the Ruger rifle, and pocket…deciding to stash the other pistol as a back-up…
"Sniper…find a spot behind all them and aim towards the Hoods…"
["Sniper, Copy…"]
"Aizen…add two more men to back-up the sniper… just in case this gets ugly…"
["Hai….Oujo-sama…"] –radio chatter-giving and receiving orders-
"For now… I'll call you and your team…is RADIANT… And keep your eyes on our Goons… the DIRE…"
["Sniper…in position…"]
"Aizen…swap with one of the back-ups for the sniper...and get the guy and the other one left in the ambulance to back me up…"
["Hai….Oujo-sama…"]
"Sniper…use gas darts to snooze the drivers…of both vans…but don't detonate till I say so… "
["Hai…"]
I hear subtle silent shots fire by… Thankfully it was Valentines so the restaurants are packed and so is the parking… and constant traffic and lots of cars honking loudly and passing by… the DIREs didn't even notice a thing…Perfect….
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After a minute or so, I get tapped by one my guys, both looking athletic… one, in full gear, looking like SWAT cop, gave me a thumbs up… while holding his Shotgun, while the shorter of the two, was wearing the standard navy blue Yakuza suit with his dark green hair in a tight pony tail, a holding a black Colt MK-IV in one hand, silently hands me a gives me a Kevlar jacket with the other, I glance at both of them before I whisper, "You two…What are your names?"
"Kazuya…" the taller one replied
"Akira…" the shorter one answers
"Alright...you have one more radi-… Kazuya give me your comms…" At the command, he plucks his from his ears, wipes it quickly before giving it to me.
With the piece is in my ear… I was crouched behind a car, and looked to the guys by Niii's car. "RADIANT…we're moving closer…one of you cover us…."
["Copy that…"]
Constantly in cover of the parked cars and adrenaline induced, we three sneaked towards the DIRE…until we were three cars close when…
I hear on the comms, ["Oujo….the Reds across the street have placed…whatever that is…under the trunk of Ouji-dono's car…"]
I look through my rifle's scope just as the Jack-ass seemed to figure out the thing… turning to leave after and sticking it just under the trunk of the customized car…
I hear on the slight worry on comms, "Akira…strip…" I say as I remove my grey hoodie from my person, thanking my closet that I decided to wear a black v-neck under the hoodie, and put the Kevlar on…
Akira looked at me in disbelief. I thought about what I just whispered, "Uhh…Not like that…your jacket …we swap…wear my hoodie…"
"May I ask why, Oujo…?"
"…because… you are going to check out what they put underneath the car…It'll be obvious if you wear the Yaku-"
"I understand…" Akira complies and we quickly swap our jackets and wear them…by the time we were done.
I was already poised and just about ready to headshot the sons-of-a-bitch, "Aizen…cover Akira….he's gonna check out what the fuck they put in Niii's car…" I whisper quickly, "…Akira…move… now!"
["Yes… Oujo…"] both replied at the same time, as I kept my eye on the pair of RJs as they were heading back to the van, getting hoots and hi-fives, and the teal green haired lady smiling…looking demented as fuck…this lady has issues for sure...killing her will be too easy.
["Oujo-sama….this is Sniper…there's movement at the front of the restaurant…it's the Ouji with his date…heading down the stairs toward his car…]
Fuck! Did this entire shenanigan taken that long?
["Oujo…Aizen-sama, this is Akira… I've just diffused bomb's timer and removed the most of the C4 clay…but there's an Iphone sized gadget attached, with a red dot light blinking…it won't come off easy… I'm not sure what to make of it…"]
["Copy that, Akira… Oujo-sama…this is Aizen, one of the RJ's found the gas dart….and went inside one of the vans...likely to take a closer look to what it is…"]
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I look to the other side, the front door of the restaurant is open, revealing my twin…and her date… seemingly looking sated at the food…every once in a while I see the Nii-chan…give a quick scan of the place… before seemingly oblivious and fishing out her phone outta nowhere and quickly dialing and then placing it in her ear. Are you making yourself a target on purpose?!
Are you craz- wait…we could use this to our advantage…"Akira…move out before Niii-chan notices you… get Kazuya to the Ambulance to analyze what you just removed for clues…"I whisper hurriedly to the radio and comms.
["Oujo…this is Sniper, three of the RJ's have guns, two have AK-47's while the last one has a…mini gun…"]
"Right…RADIANT…we'll do a simultaneous kill…Sniper, detonate the gas then find and kill anyone else you find with firearms silently, Back-up-s, shot the other two with the AK-47's…and Aizen, tag the creepy lady's Admiral with a tracer thingy…EVERYONE hold fire right after that…Got it?"
[Hai Oujo-sama!] Everyone replied in loud whisper I look back to the DIRE from my rifle's scope…on the other end side…
Just in time… I see a glimmer the mini gun is pointed at Niii's direction, "And uh…the one with the mini gun…IS MINE… ready in 3….2…1….FIRE!"
Without a second thought, I fire and see the creep's brains splatter onto the side of the van…smirking in satisfaction as I quickly crouch down… as shots were fired, guns clank as they drop to the ground…
Then an eerie silence followed…and then a LOUD chorus of surprised YELLS of, 'what the fuck?', '-the hell was that?',' where did that come from?' and 'who did that?' by those without weapons, as they begin to get alarmed as they seem to have been caught red-handed, AND seeing their companions either get killed with a headshot or with the lethal gas that seemingly came out of nowhere…
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In the midst of it all, the creepy lady saw the Niii's car leave the parking lot and quickly got to her own car.
The Red Jacks who managed to survive picked up the fallen weapons, to get in the only remaining van and followed the Admiral and tailed along, serving as crazy lady's back-up.
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I notice them leaving as I going back to my car, "Great work everyone… Now, we clean up this mess…we all were never here…or the paranoid Leone will be gung-ho for mafia wars..." I spoke normally now that the hubbub was over, half of it….anyway. "...I gotta go…crazy lady is leaving…"
I quickly strip out of the Kevlar and the comms and handing the items to Kazuya, then returning the radio walkie to Aizen, then I approached Akira, who saw me with the his jacket and he seemed to quickly take the hint and quickly stripped out of my hoodie…and hand it to me, "Good job…"
He just grunts as he nods, kinda reminds me of Claude… "Keep it…" I say as I hand the suit jacket, "…but get me reports for…whatever that is, first thing in the morning…" He just nods yes.
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I hurry to my own ride as I follow along, just to see how this was going to end up…
I slow to a stop by the team, rolling down the windows, just as someone coughs intentionally and everyone quiets down.
Aizen, Sakomizu's younger brother by two years he's 31, making Sakomizu…33… I totally forgot to give him his present, I'll just tell Pa to give him a little pay raise…"Don't worry too much Oujo-sama…I'll keep them in line…"
"Thanks for help, Aizen… after the clean-up ….your all free to go tonight…to go party….or something…"
"It's been an honor…Oujo-sama…"
I smile in appreciation before I re-stash my weapons and drive away…
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About 30 minutes later…somewhere in Liberty City…
What happened next… was as if it was pulled straight out of car chase flick…where the HERO bolts away in a jacked sweet ride, in an attempt to lose the cops that have been on his/her ass all day. In this case, the unfortunate COPS seemed to be Admiral and the Rumpo van, both engines churning in mechanical protest.
The night is young and fun has just begun…
So just for the fun of it, I followed this rag tag team, I can't help chuckles in amusement at the misfortune of the COPS, tailing in vain after Nii-chan's custom, who is seems to lose the bunch every once in a while.
Why wouldn't it? After spending a fortune on the thing and not even batting an eye, not that money was ever an issue… even more that the now SAINTS boss was handling businesses well over in Steeleport…and the Saints, practically and literally…just a phone call away.
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This is not what I expected... because in a creepy stalker way, somehow, the Admiral and the Rumpo seemed to tail the custom… barely… but then I see my Niii's custom in the distance, being a good civilian and stopping at lights…and not the Speed demon I know…but then Valentine's makes everyone become love sick idiots for a day, but even so, he's probably suspicious now…right? Even though there a good 50/50 chance of him seeing the commotion earlier….
Could it be that the gadget Akira couldn't take off…is a tracer- thingy? That is probably how they're able to follow Niii's car despite having been left in the dust….quite a few times…
I'll have to ask Miyu about it…maybe call her later on… she's the tech wizard, to an almost cyborg degree…she will figure out the thing.
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In Chinatown… minutes later…
And after almost bailing out due to the chase getting boring… I find myself in Chinatown, just along apartment buildings side of the area. And I was sure that…Spider's club is in…here…somewhere…
I quickly pick up my phone and dial a certain number,
Ah…connections….the right ones can get you literally anywhere…
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Three rings later…
["Heeey princesss… "] An accented tone voice picked up on the other end…
"Ahn –san… called to let you kno-", For some reason, the Admiral seemed to glide forward Niii's rear bumper and Niii's car bolted, " –fucking hell!" and again, leaving a cloud of burnt rubber and skid marks in the asphalt.
["Aree~ How bout you call me later when…you're not too busy…doing whatever…"]
"Hang on…" I trailed close by, a little too close for my liking, nervously sweat dropping at the fact that I almost blew my cover...in this chase… to chase the chaser…
["Yea…still on the phone here…not that I'm busy myself or anything…"] Ahn whispered, sounding peeved.
"Ah yes….Ahn, sorry….." I muttered, replacing the phone on her ear with my right hand, and driving with my left hand. "You in the gossip ring, right?"
["By that, you mean the underworld gossip circle? Yea I am….but you ain't making any sense, honey…"]
"Is there anything happening between the Yakuza and the Southside Hoods….recently? Something I don't know about?"
["Uhmm…let's see…"] a short pause, ["...nothing….apart from a few squabbles in regards to sore losers in the casino…why?"]
"Because… right about now, I'm tailing a possible hit man…or in this case, a hit woman…. a teal green haired lady in a black Admiral…keeps stalking on my twin…along with Rumpo van full of Hoods, Red Jacks to be specific … poorly done but…you know…"
["Natsuru is…in town?"] Ahn said, in seeming disbelief, ["…I heard rumors but I wasn't sure… he's got THE skills of going under the radar…"] Ahn giggles in amusement as she seem to sense the blush from the obvious puns.
"Shit….that was supposed to be secret, but hey…I don't call in the middle of the night for nothing…."
["Well… you just confirmed that the prince is back….so what's the deal? I'm sure he can handle it…"]
"Uhh… I just… thought you'd like to know… because I'm in Chinatown right now…and I assume they're going to do it…here?"
["…the little blue bird say WHAAA~?!"]
"Whatever I said…because you weren't listening…"
Ahn huffed playfully, ["Oh C'mon…you are no fun…"]
"They did just try to blow him sky high earlier, planting a bomb on his car while he was eating away in St. Marks Bistro…lucky for Niii-chan…I was around and the crisis was averted…and since that failed...they're in Chinatown?"
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["Huh?! What the fuck did you just say?"] Ahn's amusement all but turned very serious, ["Are you insinuating that they're planning to pin the hit on us, the Triads… when they kill him here, in Chinatown an obvious CHINESE turf, since failed to do it in St. Marks, which happens to be ITALIAN turf?!"]
"That's…uhh…I am glad that I got the message across…"
["Could you give me details…of where specifically in Chinatown? Just so I could narrow the areas to where I will search for soon-to-be corpses…"]
Seeing the van camp out across the street of a secret entrance to one of the many clubs of Liberty City, "Sure thing… and if I'm guessing it right… I should be around the block… of that underground club that Zhang ….controls…"
["I'll be damned… I don't want tomorrows headline to be, 'BREAKING NEWS: the Yakuza prince, KILLED in Chinatown, Is this beginnings of an Asian turf war?' and the Triads will be like…'No I didn't do it!'"]
"And that's… why I told you… because me being in a WHITE Stinger, isn't helping much, they probably already saw me… I think I blew my cover…earlier…"
Seeming not to hear me, Ahn continues her tirade, ["Either way…it would automatically imply that the Triads might be at play even thou, we aren't one bit involved in this…"]
"Right… one BIG messy… shit…to get involved in…"
["Uh-huh…OR clean up…thanks for the tip, princess… I'll check this one out…right now…"]
"Anytime Ahn, I'll be in Punk Noodles for dinner… this whole stalker drama got my stomach on a hunger strike…"
["Alright~…thou seriously, I'd let you know if something happens…bye~!"] " Ahn all but sang before hanging up on me… Oh well…I guess some things never change…
Presently…At Arachnid's Lair
Just as the song was about to end…
-NPOV-
As we were dancing to the song, which was perfect by the way, I saw this teal colored woman slowly approaching me and my date, the very same one from earlier, looking so furious that I could see the steam coming out her ears as she came storming in on us…what's her problem?
I looked to Shizumi and she was, breathing long and slow, leaning/gyrating against my front, I can feel my 'soldier' having a moment …that I force myself to ignore because as much as I would like to continue on, this stalker had to ruin the moment…more for me that is… bitch.
I know that she has been the one that's been following us from earlier… I'm not too sure how…but she fucking did! Especially on the few times she tried to crash into me and all that…and it was from when we were leaving the restaurant…and a few more times after that…
If this woman was really out to get me, then fuck me sideways if she thinks I'll make it easy for her…
But seriously, getting tailed today of all days? And not just a simple fan… I'd bet she's a creepy stalker level at this point…
And that alone, made me glad I called her earlier, back at St. Marks Bistro …
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-SPOV-
Just as the song ended, I could hear a bit of commotion not too far from me and Natsuki, the alcohol in my system clears a bit, before she decided to lift me up and practically carrying me on her shoulders, as she jogged back to our seat, before lowering me down…her very athletic front- Wait…what was that?!
Placing me on the leather stool and pulled me closer, my legs spread slightly, to accommodate her …this hug, and just why on earth she was doing all this of a sudden made me gasp…moan.
Note to SOBER self: Don't drink whatever drink…over dinner wine…results? Nostalgic feelings of… raging and horny teenage hormones.
And just like that… my mind is going into sexy lalaland… really fast…my fast heartbeat beating faster… as she leaned in closer to my ear… Arara~what cruel humor is this?!
"Ara… we just got here…not! …and already Natsuki is getting very intim-"
"Shhh…stay still for a minute…" Placing her index finger on my lips, a sign to keep quiet as her eyes glancing at a direction and following…someone? Curiously, I followed the gaze and saw a glimpse of Teal colored hair, looking around the club frantically… I think she saw me! And now she's looks as if she was about to turn to our direction… think fast!
I took advantage of the short distance and grabbed my date by the collar…and just outright kissed the goonies out my date, whose eyes went wide and then relaxed and kissed back...rather pleasantly…
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It was breathtaking, After getting the taste of that, I test the waters and I slowly lick along her bottom lip…in passing, hoping to deepen the kiss, and to my delight she eagerly opened, quickly escalating into an arousing distraction.
...
By the dance floor…just a few meters away...
While Shizuru and Natsuki were busy, this gave Tomoe just a bit of leeway time to spot them and now, stomping towards them…in ire…before it turned to scorned rage when she saw what she did.
What does this monkey has that she chooses HER over me?! I knew it! She swings that way…but I cannot accept that it is not I who she is dancing and doing THAT with! Not on my watch! Tomoe thought as she stomped to her rival dancing with her soul mate on the dance floor.
"YOOOUUUUUU! HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER LIKE…THAT!" Tomoe all but screeched as she neared the certain couple, who seemed only few moments away from actually from just leaving the dance floor to finish the dance somewhere else… If that tense spark was anything to go by.
Tomoe only then realizing that she was actually shorter than Natsuki, but silently thankful that she was wearing high platform boots that made up for the lacking height, thus right now she is all up in the Boss's face.
At the familiar screech, Shizuru turned to see who had so rudely interrupted her moment, only to be ruined as confirmed her suspicions and souring her pleasant mood, that left her buzzed and aroused in more ways than one… but of course, she never showed her displeasure. Natsuki on the other hand just turned to her head with a raised eyebrow while gently pushing her date to side then behind her person, as if she was anticipating the drama like this about to unfold.
As she was met with guarded silence, Tomoe huffed and shoved her rival hard, enough to make her supposed to fall to the floor but instead she only managed to make Natsuki stagger as the Boss stood her ground.
"And just who the bloody fuck are you…" Natsuki scoffed, annoyed.
Tomoe clenched her fist as she sneered, "She is…is my… get your hands off of her!"
"Eeh?" Natsuki gawked, "Uhm… I wasn't even doing anything…yet" then gave Tomoe a lustful grin.
"So you were planning to…" Tomoe gasped, "Y-you will do no such thing since she is my…my…uhm…"
"You're….what…exactly?" Natsuki was now outright taunting.
"Mine! SHE is MINE!"
"Ooh? Is she your girl or something…?"
Shizuru's eyes narrowed her eyes, I knew it… I knew Tomoe would do something like this, proving my hunch earlier that we were being followed by someone VERY familiar, and pretty sure even Natsuki has noticed, thus explaining her behavior of thoroughly glancing around when she thinks I wasn't looking…
Not realizing that an audience has noticed the exchange began to crowd around.
"She is my…date?" Tomoe's mind blanked out of jests that she had planned to say to her rival…
"Sure…sure~ if she was…she wouldn't be with me right now… I mean correct me if I'm wrong bu-"
"She is mine! And what I do is none of your business!"
"I could say the same …for today…maybe~ even until tomorrow morning…." Natsuki replied deviously.
Really?! I know for sure…. that I haven't accepted any of your obvious invites! Shizuru looked at Tomoe incredulously, what makes you think that I am yours or anything of that sort?
Before the verbal fight continued any further, Natsuki and Tomoe only now noticed that they had gathered a crowd and the small space they had occupied in the dance floor had turned into a mini ring, the crowd cheering and hollering and some drunks even started betting on both of them getting excited at the possibility of seeing a catfight.
FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
The DJ had saw the crowd, and assume that it was just another bar fight, as per norm that happens once in a while, but seeing the sight of a teal haired girl posing a boxing stance made him play a familiar track.
Natsuki just looked to the crowd in a bit of awe. Do they really want us to brawl in here? Right here…in the very club that is owned and protected by the Triads?
Tomoe's eyes glaring holes into Natsuki as she put her hands up, into a guarded boxing stance, unmoving, knees slightly bent and ready to strike.
Define your meaning of war
To me it's what we do when we're bored
I feel the heat comin' off of the blacktop
And it makes me want it more
Natsuki, just looked amused thinking of the possible consequence of starting a brawl…she was sure to show up. In fact it I was planning to meet her here!
"Come on, put your hands up and fight…" Tomoe challenged. Natsuki just scoffed then smirked.
Because I'm hyped up out of control
If it's a fight, I'm ready to go
I wouldn't put my money on the other guy
If you know what I know that I know
Tomoe, getting annoyed at the smug smirk, she taunted, "…or are you scared, you chicken shit!"
Natsuki can't help but be amused at the Oooh's and Oh Shit's as majority of the drunk/tipsy crowd decided to conduct various judges and analysis of the fighters.
It's been a long time coming
And the table's turned around
'Cause one of us is going
One of us is going down
"So you wanna do this…" Natsuki then decided to play along, stretching in an intentional comedic fashion resulting to laughter from the crowd and her date…
I'm not running,
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is going
One of us is going down
Shizuru held a gleeful look on her, trying but failing to hide the grin attempting to break her elegant features only succeeding to partially cover the expression with her slender fingers.
Define your meaning of fun
To me it's when we're getting it done
I feel the heat comin' off of the blacktop
So get ready for another one
Natsuki fell into the Russian Samba stance, but at this Tomoe got confused at the stance only having seen it the first time and finding it very weird and a mocking gesture against her, "What kind of stunt are you trying to pull?! Are you making fun of me?"
Let's take a trip down memory lane
(Do you remember me?)
The words circling in my brain
(And what you did to me)
Natsuki just grinned, "Oh…you don't know that…" the Boss then changed her stance into a loose orthodox pose, both fists up to the shoulders and torso lightly moving side to side with slight bounce in her step, influenced by the beat of the track playing, "How 'bout this?"
You can treat this like another all the same
But don't cry like a bitch when you feel the pain
Tomoe, losing the last bits of patience and came close and started to attack, unleashing a barrage of various punches into Natsuki's face and body only to tire herself out by hitting nothing but air, as the Boss dodged most of the attacks, bouncing and moving out of the way just when it seemed and felt like Tomoe was about to land a hit.
It's been a long time coming
And the table's turned around
As the crowd cheered at the show, the teal haired realized her fatal error of losing her cool, regretting it too late now that as she was utterly breathless…halting all further action and put her hands up in absolute defense.
'Cause one of us is going
One of us is going down
I'm not running,
It's a little different now
"C'mon girl… that all you got?"
Natsuki taunted, before crouching and weaving throwing a mix of feints and light jabs at her shocked opponent, pulling her punches seeing the state of Tomoe, a newbie judging by the signs of fatigue as she staggered subtly, but the Boss's seasoned emeralds noticed immediately.
'Cause one of us is going
One of us is going down
An irate Tomoe, fueled by sheer rage, restarted to throw various punches in an adrenaline filled momentum, all to which all was either blocked or evaded…again.
This is hardly worth fighting for
But it's the little petty shit that I can't ignore
Natsuki was grinned playfully at the sight of a very pissed off Tomoe, as she began to circle around her opponent, expert eyes searching for openings…and finding a lot.
With my fist in your face,
and your face on the floor
Seeing an opening, Natsuki steadied her ground and unloading ONE heavy straight punch into Tomoe's solar plexus, immediately causing the latter to stagger a few steps back before falling to her hands and bum, gasping heavily for air…on the floor…and in utter pain.
It'll be a long time coming
But you got the message now
'Cause I was never going
Yeah, you're the one that's going down
Natsuki smirked ruefully seeing the figure on the floor, knowing she was clearly hurt upon hearing the pained grunts, and sharp inhales of air and if her heated glare was anything to go by even she was stunned. Before deciding to just leave her be began to scan around the area for date, as she seemingly disappeared into the crowd...
One of us is going down
Tomoe still glared at the Boss as she stood up, and put her fist back up again, not giving up that easy, but realizing that she was now ignored by supposed rival. And to the crowd's surprise, how she had somehow managed to get hold of a shot glass, and threw it sharply at the Boss.
I'm not running,
It's a little different now
'Cause one of us is going
Hearing the surprised gasps made Natsuki turn back to Tomoe, with the intentions of being friendly despite the exchange, but was met with glass, thrown hard enough that it shattered on her lower abdomen.
One of us is going down
One of us is going down!
Oh wow…any lower she could have made me fall to my knees, literally. Natsuki had to admit that the blow stung, before she gave the teal haired girl a disapproving glare.
"Throwing cheap shots outta desperation, I see…"
Forget being nice, that was pathetic. Natsuki thought as she poised and was ready throw a heavy uppercut, intent of making her opponent unconscious this time, but stopped and relaxed her stance instead when she heard the sound of a whip crack sharply into the ground, silencing the crowd AND the entire club after the last one's an abrupt end and the glass breaking...
…
"Well…look who the cat dragged in… way to attract attention, Mutt~"
Hearing the familiar sarcastic tone of a certain Chinese individual, Natsuki stood straight and turned to the face of the new guest, smirking…and ignoring crazy lady on purpose…this time, "No shit… although I didn't mean to….but crowd loves a catfight…." Natsuki then shrugged.
"Well then…some catfight that was… I applaud you for the show…as one sided as it is…"
"Just so you know, I didn't start this….she did… I swear… you shoulda heard the gal screech…" Natsuki shrugged as she pointed a thumb to Tomoe's still seething form, at being out rightly humiliated.
Tomoe grabbing the golden chance stomped forward and sucker punched the unknowing Boss in the face. Little did she know Natsuki had anticipated the move and emerald green looked straight into lime greens opposites and let Tomoe hit her face, the hit squarely hitting her left side jaw, enough for said punch to leave a bruise…
A loud gasp filled the area, stunning the audience…again, as Natsuki exaggeratedly staggered to the right, and Tomoe pulled her fist back to throw one more…
But this time, after a sharp crackle of a whip and pained shriek later, Tomoe tore her gaze from Natsuki onto the redhead holding a whip.
Tomoe getting riled up again, "HOW DARE YOU USE…THAT THING…" pausing to point her index finger at the offending object held in the redhead's hand. "…DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA…WHO I AM, HUH!? You imprudent chink!"
"Ooh, feisty… but lame… and I sure as hell do not care who you are, you stupid brat…"
"I am Tomoe Marg-"
"Shut the fuck up… you're on MY turf, and that means my rules…are law…you disrespectful bitch!"
"Again…who do you think you are?! I want to speak to whoever's in charge...and accuse you of assault and harassment!"
"You're talking to whoever's in-charge…" Nao making in air quotes, "… Juliet Nao Zhang…" Nao smirked at the Tomoe.
Tomoe's brain began to calm down from the adrenaline and analyzed the situation, "Zhang…as in…one of the major Triad families, Zhang?"
"No shit…Captain obvious...And why do you seem surprised? Obviously, Chinatown is Triad turf…Duh?"
"Well… I was ju-just…"
"Kid, Save the excuses…and scram before I change my mind…"
Tomoe had realized that she had back up in the driveway, probably waiting for orders, quickly fishing out her phone from her pockets and dialed a number.
Just a few minutes ago…before interrupting…
A redhead's phone vibrated in her pocket, as she was relaxing in one of VIP lounges, one that overlooked club's dance floor below.
With a glance at the name on the screen, she smirked, "Erstin-chan~!"
["Hey boss…"]
"What's up sexy~?"
["There's some suspicious looking gangstas hovering outside…wanting to get in the club, but the bouncers are wary of letting them in the premises…"]
"What are the Diablo's doing all the way out here? As far I know we have no transactions with them… right now? Is there?"
["No…but no, It's not the Diablos… it's the Southside Hoods…the Red Jacks to specific…"]
"Huh? The fuck do they want?! Know what…stall them for now…I got another call comin' in…"
…
"Wha'Sup, Lu… I'm kind of in the middle of something…"
["Yea…Yea…busy playing Counter Strike…of sorts…."]
"Lady…I'm serious….and it's already giving me a headache…"
["Anyway, a little blue bird told me…of a possible hit on the prince…"]
"Hahaha… Prince…You mean, Mutt? So what?! Whatever their business is…it's their problem… besides we all know the Natsuru can take on whatever…and whoev-"
["Uh huh… but not when there is a chance…they'll play it out in your club…right in Chinatown…courtesy of the Southside Hoods…tonight."]
"What? Please tell me you don't mean 'tonight'…like they're here THIS NIGHT?! Because as of now…I'm dealing with some Red Jack Hoods that are wants to get in…in a scuffle right outside of the club's street entrance…"
["Ayaa-chan actually tailed them….tailing her sibling… all the way to your club…how'd they manage the detailed planning of an execution… blows my mind…"]
"Of Course…all of your logic/hearing skills…goes out the window, when she calls you…'cause you have been crushing on, princess Ayashi…Am I right? …or AM I Right?"
["EXCUSE ME!? I am not crushing on the princess of the Yaku- Not a word! You sneaking… conniving spider!"]
"Uh-huh...now you're just rambling…Whatever the case… I'll handle it…thanks Ahn…"
…
True enough, the redhead coordinated with the bouncers and a few Triad members and trapped them into a corner before locking them in the soundproof jail, and anticipating the time when she was going to have fun in breaking them with torture into telling info…since killing them was way too plain...
What she do after that is….still up for debate… maybe mercy killing them later… or not.
…
Right about now…in the middle of the dance floor…
"Oh, and if you're thinking of calling your back-up homies…forget it. Garbage has been dealt with."
At this Tomoe's eyes widened in realization at the endless scenarios of the redhead's last statement. And upon hearing that her back up wasn't picking up, she hanged up and opted choosing to retreat for now, she backed away to leave after screaming a threat, "THIS AIN'T OVER…bitch!" Tomoe eyed Nao spitefully despite acknowledging defeat, "…I'M WATCHING YOU!"
Nao just scoffed at the threat before yelling, "Go ahead… but from now on, you're never setting foot in this place ever again…" With a snap of a finger, the bouncer she came in with stooped low to hear her whisper,"…do a background check on the brat that left and ban her from ever coming in here again…and if you see her hanging around the club, tell me about it."
The bouncer nodded as he left just as Nao yelled to the entire club,
"A'RIGHT PEOPLE SHOW'S OVER…DJ BRING THE BEAT BACK!"
With the clubs' disco music resumed, Nao turned to Natsuki, "…and you…what you doin' coming over here and starting shit! Are you that bored you'd stoop to her level?"
With precision of a spider, Nao discreetly handed Natsuki a slim parcel box the size of a long manila envelope. Natsuki received the parcel quickly before seeming to hide slim parcel into her jacket, keeping hold of it in her jacket in her left hand, before looking appalled for effect, "Bitch please…I'd rather fuck you up before I'd ever fight seriously with that amateur…" Looking to the direction Tomoe disappeared off to, "…whoever the fuck she is…"
"It's none of your business now…anyway…speaking of… please….go film the porno with smexy brunette, to somewhere I can't see you…" Nao muttered with a playful huff and a sly smirk, "…where is she by the way?"
Natsuki asked, "Huh? What the hell are you talking about?" baffled at the statement, oblivious, "…Oh….you…meant the-…dancing earlier …right?"
"Oh my god…do I gotta spell it out for ya? The dance floor was like the Sahara…. the thirst is REAL!"
"Right…" Natsuki whispered with an awkward chuckle.
"On other news... I love the claws….its kind like…some sort of medieval Assassin shit..."
"Yea…that game was the inspiration for the build… how's the fit thou?"
"Just a tad loose… nothing a glove can't fix….but REALLY? Why'd you pack it along a purple… rubber dildo? I was about to send the thing back, had I not seen the note…under the thing."
Natsuki broke into a fit of laughter, "Almost got you then… but seriously, the claw should be simple enough for you to figure out by yourself..."
To be continued…
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