His Blossom (AMBW)

𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍

~Kenji~

A week. It had been a week since I last talked to Alex. She stopped showing up at school. I've been texting her non-stop. Nothing. Lucia's been doing the same. Absolutely nothing. I was feeling anxious. Waiting to hear back from her felt like years. I didn't understand why'd she go completely ghost. She wouldn't

I started my car, pulling out of the school's parking lot. I was going to go see her today. I needed to know that she was okay. I got to her house in fifteen minutes. I took a deep breath as I walked to her door. I knocked on it five times before waiting for someone to answer. Around ten seconds past. The door swung open. A blond man stood before me. He wore a suit. His blond hair slicked back. He was a bit shorter than me.

"Can I help you?" he asked.

I cleared my throat. "Is Alex home?"

The man straightened up. "Yes. She's not well right now. If that's all you can g-"

"Can I speak to her?" I interrupted him.

The man huffed. "She's sick."

"Who are you anyway?" I asked. "Her step father?"

The man nodded. "If that'll be all then you can see your way o-"

"Yeah. That's all." I walked away from the man.

The door slammed. I got back in my car. He was lying about something. I could feel it. Alex wasn't sick. She couldn't have been. Being sick doesn't explain why she'd completely cut contact with both Lucia and I. I had to go back there. But later.

I got home a while later. Xander, my head security guard, greeted me when I walked in.

"Your father's on the phone in your office." Xander told me.

"Thanks," I dropped my backpack down and walked up the stairs, and to my office. I picked the phone up. "Gashi chichi." (Hello father)

"Kenji. How was school?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes. "Dad, what do you want?"

"Is that anyway to speak to your father?" he asked, light in his voice. "Okay okay. Marcelo's back. He has more of an army than before. I need you in Tokyo by the end of the month. It won't be for long. About a week max."

I sighed. "Okay," Marcelo was a big mob boss in Italy. "Are you going to issue a treaty or let hell run loose? For him, not us."

"A treaty." he laughed a little.

"How's mom?" I asked.

"Good. She misses you. We miss you."

"You'll see me soon enough."

"Yeah. I love you guys. I'll speak to you later."

"We love you too."

I hung up the phone, sighing. I missed them. A lot. My family and I were close. Never distant. But they were always in Tokyo. I barely saw them.

After I ended the call, I got some homework done, cooked dinner, worked out, and showered.

By the time I was done, it was 11 pm. I dressed in black clothes and went downstairs to my car. I told security that I'd be out for a bit. They followed me, of course. I parked a block away from Alex's house. I quickly walked to her house, going to the backyard where her room window was. I knew it was hers because of the drapes. They were black with flowers. Just like she described it on our picnic date a few weeks ago. I hopped on the garbage, then made my way to her window. It was unlocked. I slowly pushed it open and then stepped inside.