After the death of her mother, 17 year old Kitomi Ikazumi is forced to move from her quiet town into the bustling streets of Tokyo, where she will have to meet the brother she never thought she had. But Kitomi will soon learn that beneath the vibran...
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Tokyo City. A city I have dreamed of going ever since I was little. Of course, it wasn't a city like New York in America, but freedom I had by myself in Tokyo was overwhelming....in a good way. "Where would I go first if I wanted to find a brother I never had?" I asked myself as I stepped off the train into the station filled with people. The second I stepped outside I gasped in awe as I saw the hundreds of buildings, the beautiful parks in the distance surrounded by the sakura trees, and the endless shops around me. "My bank account is going to hate me by midnight." I laughed to myself and walked around. "I guess I should probably stick around central Tokyo for today and ask the locals...." After what seemed like hours of walking and window shopping, I stopped in my tracks to see a shop filled with cookies and pastries in the windows. It would be closing in five minutes, so I had enough time to get a quick snack. I had the biggest obsession with cookies. Mother had always made the best chocolate chip cookies in the whole world. The shop was called "クッキーパラダイス-Cookie Paradise", and I was definitely in paradise. "Okay so, I've got your blade under order right now and it should we here in about two days. Oh! Why hello there, we're almost closing so make sure you shop swiftly." I walked into the shop. A blonde haired man in a gray trench coat turned from the counter and walked towards me, bumping into me as he passed. He glared at me for a quick second and left. "You'll have to excuse my client, Miss." the shopkeeper behind the cash register smiled. "Not everybody here is friendly." "So I see." I looked around at the sweets and picked up a bag of chocolate chip cookies, then headed to the register. The cashier/baker was a slightly muscular man in his 20s, or so it looked like. He had long black hair and a tattoo of a dragon on one of his arms. The pink frilly apron he wore made me giggle. "What? I have to make a living some way or another. This isn't even my main job. 250¥ please." "Ohhh, excuse me..." I laughed nervously. "It's a great job, i'm sure. Say, what is your other job, if I may ask?" I opened up my bag and dug for my credit card. Somehow my pocket knife fell to the floor and i blushed, quickly picking it up. "Is that yours?" the cashier asked me. "Oh...um yes. I can explain actually. I'm not from here." The cashier smirked. "That knife will do no good in these times." He studied me for a second, which made me nervous. "Gangs here run wild like you wouldn't believe. And you're right in its sweet spot.....err....you get the drift." "Gangs?" "Blood thirsty gangs." The clerk grinned. "And you asked what my other job was...." I stood in confusion for a second as the clerk dug under the counter, then placing a tray filled with grenades, pistols, and knives in front of me. "WHAT." I jumped back. Who on earth was this guy? "Relax. I'm an ordinary sweet shop baker during the day. But at night I am known as the Instigator. I supply every single gang and the members that come here with the weapons they want. You can call me Ryu." What on earth did I get myself into?? I thought to myself. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because. You look like an Ikazumi." My eyes widened as I stepped back and into a case full of hard candy. "Who exactly are you?" Ryu smiled a bit. "So it is true. You are the sister of Anju." "What do you know about him?" I growled. "If I told you about him you would never want to see him. Which is a good thing." Ryu placed the tray under his counter. "You have the eyes of an Ikazumi, and the face of an Ikazumi. Boy, what an interesting way to meet you." "I came here to find him." "Of course you did. But let me warn you, don't." How could this man tell me to not look for my own brother? What was he hiding? Without thinking next, I quickly grabbed my knife on the counter and held it up at Ryu. "Tell me now, or.....or I'll do something." "No you won't." Ryu knocked the knife out of my hand. "I don't know where your brother is."
"Well, look no further." An arm wrapped around me from behind and a katana was held to my neck. "What a coincidence that I came here to pick up something quick and ran into Tokyo's most wanted."
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