My Bunny Boy

Chapter 10: Sam: They're After Us

~A/N: Yakuza guy/(sometimes) the Yakuza=Chrissy's dad~

  "Taurtis, what exactly happened?" I asked after we got to our apartment.

"Well," Taurtis started. "The Yakuza guy made me pick between Yuki and Chan. They both had bloody knives, and the Yakuza guy was giving me this threatening look. I chose Chan. He smiled, then I got hit by something and I got knocked out. I woke up in this weird place, and I was blindfolded and handcuffed. Then I was brought outside, and you know the rest. They were pushing me and shoving me, and dude, I didn't dare speak. I could feel the guns pointing at me."

"Are you okay? Did that scare you? 'Cause it did me."

"Defiantly. I was so scared. Those Yakuza guys are dangerous." Then he looked at me with a puzzled look. "What about Chrissy? How will Okami and Rowan react? Do you think they'll tell anybody?"

"I don't know. I don't think anybody else except Yuki and Chan know about the Yakuza."

"Well, we'll see, won't we?"

~Massive Time Skip~

About a month passed. It was past Halloween. We didn't do much. We only went trick-or-treating with Chrissy and our friend Grian from England. He decided to stay with us now. He was a scarecrow that looked like a tomato, I was a demon, Taurtis was Ryu from Street Fighter, and Chrissy was a someone from Lord of the Rings.

The Yakuza didn't do anything. Chrissy's dad must've thought that he had traumatized us enough, or at least for a while. Which was true.

Okami and Rowan didn't act any different, except they treated us a bit more kindly. They probably felt sorry for us since we had to experience that, even though we already knew that Chrissy's dad was head of the Yakuza.

We told Grian everything. Every. Last. Detail. He met Chrissy too, which was great. We also got a new apartment, since our old one is trashed and too small for three people. Did I mention that Grian is staying with us now? (A/N: Yes.) Our new apartment has a T.V with GameCrab, two double beds, a kitchen, a lovely couch, plenty of storage, and a small balcony. It's in the same building as our old apartment, but  it's higher up. It's as high as the top of J's house, which is high.

Truth: I kinda avoided Chrissy. For a little bit, at least. I just needed some time to myself. I was confused, angry, and scared. Now I'm just scared. The Yakuza haven't struck in a while, which got me uneasy. Having a powerful gang out to kill you can give you a bit of stress. I went back to Chrissy after I had semi-recovered. She comforted me, but I could tell she was also comforting herself. We tried to get back to our most normal as possible life. I think we mostly succeeded.

~

It was Saturday. Me, Taurtis, and Grian were walking home from a nice day out. We had just been chillin' while shopping. Slightly. We bought some snacks to bring back home. It was mostly just Chan looking around and adoring shoes while we talked. She acted like the 'event' didn't happen and she knew nothing about the Yakuza. Chan had left us after we were shopping.

"Ugh," complained Taurtis. "I hate walking."

"Do you want to go around?" I asked. "It would be shorter."

"But wouldn't that take us to the Yakuza's place?" Grian asked.

"Yeah, but we could avoid it."

"How?"

"We just don't look at it and don't speak. If we can't see them, they can't see us." I smiled childishly. Grian sighed.

"Whatever Sam."