One Helluva Team

What A Lovely Way To Die

It almost felt nostalgic to the pair to be up in the trees at Musashi Shrine. To be looking down and listening to the meeting of the gang all over again, even when they're in their twenties, and definitely should be off doing better things than overseeing a Gang meeting. To see most of the old members of the gang to be back in the shrine for the meeting had something form within the woman.

The brunette holds onto the trunk of the tree as she carefully leans closer to get a better understanding of what was being said. Her blue eyes squint as she watches the leader of the gang talk, hoping that reading his lips as well as listening will do them justice. But when she looks off to her partner, her eyebrows furrow a bit and get bit with slight annoyance.

The raven-haired woman in the same tree as her on the other side on a higher branch, her sharp amber eyes glowing in absolute mischief and a wide smile on her lips. As if they were teenagers again, the mere mention of a battle always pumped her veins with adrenaline and made the gears in her head move faster than they should. It should be a crime how this same girl became a COO of a fashion company and the heir of her father's organization.

"I'm still surprised you didn't have Hanma tag along with us," Yeong-Ja comments quietly before adjusting her crouching position on the tree to sit on the branch. She leans slightly forward to look at her best friend, "Do we still have a ' No Boys Allowed ' rule?" She softly laughs.

Akito shakes her head, "I left him to deal with the interviews with the tabloids and spread the word that Twin Dragons is on indefinite hiatus." She answers with a chuckle at the memory of seeing her tall and lanky assistant throw himself at his desk. "He is my assistant, Yun-Yun, he'll have to listen to my every order."

"What about when we go into the battle?" Yeong-Ja asks. Thinking about the option, having Hanma on Kenjaku's side will help them out greatly since no one will expect him to be a part of them.

"He's our decoy for the grand entrance!" Akito grins and stands up on the branch, holding out an arm with the other still keeping a hold on the tree. "He'll appear alongside Toman, appearing to be one of their members. When Kanto Manji comes in, that will be our cue to separate all the captains."

"And what would be our roles?" Yeong-Ja asks, looking back down at the meeting in hopes they have a plan before going in. "From what I heard from Mei-Mei, Sanzu is Mikey's second in command. Such a drastic change from Draken."

"Mikey knew Draken was planning to retire in the end from delinquency. When he formed Kanto Manji, he didn't bother to consult any member of Toman besides Sanzu who already had his loyalties to him." Akito's voice falls flat as if to quickly conclude what she and Yeong-Ja do. Pushing her own desires aside, she keeps her head leveled and focused. "Takemichi is too ambitious to take on Mikey by himself. He will die if he does so; Sanzu will make sure of that too. When needed, we'd be the ones to take on Mikey and Sanzu."

"I'm also worried about the others," Yeong-Ja admits and looks over at Akito with a sheepish gaze. "The Haitani brothers are their special attack units, Madarame is their commanding officer, the defense unit is Kakucho, and the commando unit is Wakasa. With who we have as for Toman right now, I can only see a handful maybe being able to power through."

Akito sighs in frustration with her face scrunching a bit. "Dammit, Yun-Yun. You do keep me soft and I hate it." She exclaims, crossing her arms and leaning on the trunk of the tree.

She waits for Akito's grumbling to end with an almost puzzled stare. Yeong-Ja knows a couple of plans that could happen: One is Akito and her take on Sanzu and tag-team him to lessen the chance of Toman getting slaughtered, and another would be Akito just goes in and utilizes what she knows from being trained by her father to silently kill someone. That someone being Mikey would end everything rather quickly. But the main goal is to bring Mikey out of the darkness of his mind, not kill him in cold blood.