yakuza! yuta x camboy! winwin
In which Sicheng just wants to follow his dreams, and Yuta just wants to spoil him.
started 07-27-24 / finished 08-19-24
#5 in Yuwin
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The sun in Osaka looked different, somehow, it just felt more... Bright. Yuta was raised here, lived in a little shack up in Kadoma. Seeing the Osaka sun again made him nostalgic, even if he'd stayed in the Kansai region, Kyoto wasn't like Osaka.
It brought him back to his childhood, though, he wasn't sure he wanted to be reminded of that. His parents constantly fought over money, they were barely making it, and with three kids to support, things were even more tense. His father would often get physical, left bruises on his mother so often that he'd become more accustomed to seeing her with them than without.
When Yuta stood up for his mother, fought back, it made him the target of his dad's perpetual anger. To this day, he still had permanent scars on his body, just another representation of how he never fully healed from it all.
He'd put that all aside for now, because he had something important to do, he couldn't become preoccupied with painful memories. Making money was always the most important thing to him, no matter how much he had, it never felt like enough, never gave him security.
They were officially promoting a junkosei to a kyoudai, it'd been 10 years since the last time they'd done so. Had to recruit who they trusted, they'd had an incident that almost jeopardized their operation just before Yuta got promoted to a kyoudai, it made them more strict about their rules, their junkosei periods became longer.
Yuta found the new kyoudai, Shotaro Osaki, untrustworthy, not on a molecular level that could threaten the operation, but on a surface level. If he had an arm piece, he wouldn't trust Shotaro alone with them. He gave him a shady vibe he just couldn't shake.
The ceremony was simple, a pledge taken at a shrine, always the same shrine. This brought memories back for Yuta too, when he was first inaugurated into the yakuza, the punching sensation in his stomach fueled by excitement, knowing his life was changing, that he was out of the woods. He would never forget that feeling.
Everybody was there, even junkosei. It made Yuta realize how huge their sector was, I mean, he didn't even recognize some of the junkosei there, probably from outside of Kyoto, he presumed. They all bowed to him, he was one of the highest ranking members after all, Takamasa and Hideto were the only ones who outranked him.
After that, as wakagashira he was tasked with welcoming Shotaro to the yakuza, and laying down the ground work. He wasn't too hard on the kyoudai, but with Shotaro he knew to be especially stern to prove his dominance.
"Listen Osaki, I'm your boss now. You work directly for me, any orders I give you I expect to be obliged. There is no room for mistakes, get it done right the first time. I'm giving you my trust, but if I suspect for even a second that you're gonna fuck me over, you're in for it." Shotaro nodded intently, "Yes Sir."
After all of that was settled, Takamasa had decided it was time to party. Yuta thought he partied too much, he was tired and he didn't feel like the hustle and bustle, his age was catching up to him. But Takamasa still wanted to live like a twenty-something, wanted drugs, sex and booze after hard work.
He brought them to a place where prostitutes were the most prevalent population. What Yuta hated most about this was the social pressure to take a woman to bed, even though they knew about his habits of 'waisting money' on cam sites, they didn't know about his sexuality, and he intended to keep it that way.
So he begrudgingly took a girl back, even though she didn't particularly tickle his fancy. If he were honest, no one did since he first saw Sicheng, his face was the epitome of beauty, and nobody could quite live up to it.
The girl was a mizu shobai, they were often put in this position. He could tell she didn't want to be there just as much as him, and as soon as she began kissing his neck, guilt crept up onto his conscience. He had no idea why, him and Sicheng weren't an item, they didn't even know each other. But he felt this strange urge to be loyal to him, perhaps he'd become too domestic these days.
"Stop." He uttered, causing an immediate reaction from the young mizu shobai. "What's your name?" He queried in a serious tone. "Rei. Rei Naoi." She replied, visibly nervous. "Listen, Rei. I'm tired, I only came here because of Ishihara but I'm not in the mood." He carefully explained, "You seem like a kind girl, I'm just going to give you double and we can call it a night."
She bowed graciously, "Thank you Mr. Nakamoto." She seemed grateful to an extent that saddened Yuta, he wondered how hard of a life she must've lived as a woman involved in this trade. "It's no problem, a beautiful girl like you doesn't need to be tending to a nonexistent desire."
Crisis avoided, but he still felt guilty somehow, his and Sicheng's private sessions were frequent lately so he figured he must've been building an unrequited adoration. And – as juvenile as that was – it did make his life feel... Brighter, somehow.
Even if the relationship he sought was actually just a one sided transactional alliance.
