Misao stood in front of the bound man with his gun trained right at his head. Face stoic as always void of any emotions he tilted his head in anticipation. Waiting for the answer also, Hito stood there with his finger caressing the trigger. His emotions running rapid through his frazzled nerves.
"My brother asked you a question!!" Hito shouted as his whole body began to shake. "Who did the hit on our sister!!" He screamed even louder stalking closer to the man.
No answer came as the man looked them in the eye and smirked. Laughing loudly he rolled his eyes at the two. As expected his head snapped to the right after a punch from Hito landed on his left cheek. Licking the blood from his split lip he turned his gaze towards Misao.
"You allowed death to walk through your front door...you deserved this." He answered with a dark chuckle. That was all for his answer he replied no more to their questions and even less to their beatings.
"Bang!!"
The two brothers walked out of the hall; one breathing heavy as the other still had a face of stone. Miso removed his blood stained shirt revealing the tiger on his chest. His body glistening with sweat he stretch to relieve the heavy stress. With the flexing of his taut muscles the tiger even looked mad.
"Have Ryozo report to me and bring Yoshi as well." Misao spoke to one of his shatei as he handed him the bloodied shirt. The youngster nodded quickly and took off to retreat his Kyodai.
"What do you think he meant when he said we allowed death right through the front door?" Hito asked his brother removing his shirt as well. His shirt was also splattered with the dead mans blood. His physic was similar to Misao in all aspects. The major difference was his butterfly birth mark that displayed itself across his chest.
"I have a slight idea but I need to speak with Ryozo before I can confirm my hunch." The older of the two answered as he wiped his hands with a cloth he was handed.
"You want to share what's going in that maze you call a mind?" Hito said sarcastically to his brother. Turning to accept the bottled water he was being handed.
Ryozo approached the two stopping in his tracks as he watched Hito drink from the bottle. His eyes followed the drops of water that trailed down the side of his mouth to his neck. The water mixed with the sweat glistening over his tanned skin.
"Perverted asshole" Misao said calmly addressing the man
Snapping Ryozo out of his trance he turned his gaze towards Misao.
"Stop eye fucking my brother and let's get down to business." The new Oyabun stated.
Without speaking the three made their way to Yumia's office. As they all took seats Hito eyed the empty seat behind the lonesome desk. He released a silent sigh then spoke.
"So what do you know"
Misao leaned back with head resting on the back of the leather couch. With his eyes closed he asked: Do you remember when Yumia first started dating Kiyoshi and we had her investigated?"
"Yeah you had Ryozo pay a visit to Yoshi to find out her background and he didn't find anything" Hito answered.
"Well I think he lied" Misao responded as he sat up and rubbed his tired eyes.
"How could that be Yoshi is one of the best hackers we have in our family?" Ryozo asked in disbelief. "And he knows what would happen if he lied to us about something like this." He finished.
A knock was heard from the giant oak doors. Misao gave them a "come in". The doors creaked opened to reveal a shatei holding a short man with his hands zip tied. He pushed the sniveling man into the room.
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Tamahagane Heart
General FictionMusashi Misao is the quiet, strong type who shows dominance to everyone but his sister and the occasionally to the one he loves. Being in the Yakuza requires him to have these qualities. But will a series of events change his occupation or will it e...
