Hunter Laskov is the sole heir of his family's Bratva (Russian gangster). Like his father, and his father's father, Hunter is brave, a talented fighter, and reliable. Yet, unlike his father, or his father's father, Hunter is loving, cruel yet sympat...
Yoooo, I finished three reports and one slides for my assignments in just one night. I'm SUPER exhausted by here is a new chapter!!!
Also, as you can see. That's Hunter. My high school friend drew it for me. I'm so grateful ^^ (art credit: Syamsul)
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HUNTER
It was exhausting. Shaking hands with all the powerful guests at his wedding. Hunter was tired and his bed has been calling him all day.
Vladimir was drunk from champagne and Pynita was talking, laughing with the lady guests and was too enthusiastic to even care about her husband.
"Ah, Hunter-san." Hunter smiled wildly when saw a man approached him.
"Mister Hinata. Glad to meet you." Hunter lent out his hand and gave the man a firm shake. Nishiro Hinata seemed to be drunk too. When he walked towards Hunter, his walks weren't straight and his bodyguards followed him behind. He was, since Hunter has known him for a quite some time, was a jolly man, despite he was Japan's most notorious gang leader. He was already in his mid-fifties, like Vladimir, yet unlike Vladimir, Nishiro Hinata looked young. A lot of people mistaken him to be in his thirties.
"It has been years. You've grown Hunter-san. Taller than me already!" Nishiro laughed. His cheeks were flushed red and he smelled like vodka mixed with his overly-sprayed cologne. Hunter laughed with him, "It has been four years. And you, look dashing as always." Nishiro Hinata's hair was still perfectly jet black, his black eyes shone. His face was well sculptured, with wild cheekbones and a stubborn chin. His aristocrat's nose was a little bit out of angle, probably had experienced broken bone.
"Congratulations on your wedding." He said happily.
"Thank you, sir."
Hunter's attention drifted when he heard the familiar movement of a white dress on the corner of his eye. His head turned to his wife, she was talking to her red-haired girl, her friend. In fact, she was near to him and she could hear her talking, almost loud, excited. All the hand movements she made to her friend were dramatic, it almost baffled him that she was Haru Walt, she was so quiet when she was with him.
Nashiro followed his gaze. "She's very beautiful." He said.
"Yes..." Hunter muffled. Hunter's eyes bulged when he heard her laughed. It was almost he forgot that woman managed to formed a lovely noise like that. He never heard her laugh before, she never even smiled at him once, let alone laugh in front of him. It was new to him to see a girl laughed until her eyes squinted, and her gums seemed. It was adorable and he was stocked, standing like a useless scared-crow.
"Promise me that you take care of your wife. Be happy, alright?" His words made Hunter turned to Nishiro. It has been so long...
Hunter's face suddenly turned sullen. "I'm not going to promise you that. I'm sorry for what I've caused in the past."
Nishiro Hinata's face turned sad as Hunter's. His hands holding firm on Hunter's shoulders. "Hunter... it was not your fault. It has never been your fault. In my culture, death doesn't mean we lost. It has an important significance in for the living. He never wanted you to take the blame. Alright?"
He looked into Nishiro's eyes. The longer he looked at this man, it occurred to him that Nishiro had been through a lot. His eyes told everything. Nishiro also looked like him. His gentle eyes and tall figure. Yet, as for now, he doesn't want to talk about what happened three years ago. He nodded at Nishiro. "I guess... I will." He sighed.
"Good." Nishiro hugged Hunter and he wished it would be longer, Nishiro was like a second father to him. "Is he here?" He asked Nishiro after he broke the hug. Japan's representative pursed his lips. "I did ask him to go. He already in the US for a year now. Apparently, he wants to learn here."
His shoulders slouched. "Can you send my regards to him? Tell him I'm sorry?"
Nishiro sighed. "Alright. It is what you ask, I will." Hunter formed a grin. "I will see you again?"
Nishiro chuckled. "Of course. Invite me when you have your first child."
"I just got married." Hunter grinned.
"Ai, Hunter-san. Better make babies quick before you get old." He laughed. Hunter laughed with him.
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