The Bodyguard /McHanzo

The Man In Darkness

Smoke drifted slowly in the air, almost at same rate as his client. In an alleyway was where he supposed to meet this person, where he supposed to get the job and start hunting for people's heads. As more time went on, the more he sucked in his cigarette, clearly anxious as he paced slowly around. The brick walls were desolving, the ground was greesy and the bins given off a smell that is undescribable.

"Sorry for long wait. I had to make sure the area is safe." The man spoke in Japanese, definitely sounds nervous and a weakling. His hair was long and he worn glasses, clearly never left the house.

The older and more broader Japanese man cut out his nicotine fix with his foot to then cross his arms to stare at him in a bored expression. Then his eyebrow raised, waiting for the younger man to speak but all he gotten was silence. So he spoke. "Why you should be worried if it's safe? You don't trust me?"

"No no, it's nothing like that! Just had a few strange people follow me that's all!" Dear God save this prey, if that's how this man does business especially asking the heir of Yakuza to do this dirty deed of murdering his enemy then something is not right here.

"Hmph. You picked the place not me. Unless you're hiding something." The heir spoke, his voice booming and threatening with invisible daggers. If the poor man can see them, he'd run from the wall of them.

"I just want that fucking CEO dead! He's been none stop harassing me and I don't want to be associated with that company anymore." The weakling confessed he sighed and looked up, "I'll double the amount if there's no trace left."

"You know I don't leave traces, the deep web isn't only way I market my business. Do tell me the man's address and it'll look like he is unfortunate." The tall man spoke, every word his long tied back hair bobbed and his expressions sharpened more.

"Yes yes, right away." The smaller one struggled to pull out his phone until one minute he pressed something on the screen. It turned red and soon the redness landed on his head, a sniper on the roof. The man can only frown more as the younger man laughed and cheered "no way, ha! I got you cornered! Can't believe it was that easy! Finally I'll be promoted."

"Police detective huh? Classic, you think I give a shit?" The heir boosted, "I had my fair share of police, you know my father funds your organisation? So you prisioning me won't affect anything and I'll get easy bail. Silly man." He silently chuckled to himself at the thought.

"I'm not working for the police. I'm actually part of the Ito family, second heir, brother of Hayate, Daisuke Ito. And you fell straight for my trap to use you as bait for your god forsaken family." The smaller man proclaimed, clearly he's getting the smile of pleasure tonight. How did he not recognise him? That's because he's always been in the background, never seen or heard of, the invisible brother- He reminds him too much of himself and Genji. God, he prays the Ito's don't force anything upon what he had done to his younger brother. But now's not the time to dwell, his life is being held at gunpoint.

"I see, you are quite clever to use your family's dislike of you to get me. But mind you, I know how to get out." He tightened his gloved fists, the leathered squeezed by his hands.

"Ah ah ah," Daisuke said as he wiggled his fingers, his other hand pulling his hair back in an attempt to see him more. "I'm not like you though. I managed to do this because I'm the hidden gem, meanwhile you on other hand....the ticking time bomb that will cause all of Japan to sink. So it is only necessary I take you out or we all in danger."

"Bold to assume I'd let you." Then in a swift motion he jumped at his rival, he put him into a tight headlock and pulled out a thick pistol to the man's head, Daisuke can only grip the arms and slide his shoes in a poor attempt to escape.