You'll Be Just Fine (BxB Budo x Taro Next Gen Main Ship)

Chapter 30 - The Next in Line

-Sunday October 20th, 2040, 7 pm, Clear-

Ryukon was out on the balcony of his and Keito's home. The weather had gone chilly tonight, and the leaves had changed their hues. Three years had passed since the mission. They had moved into their own home a while ago. It was made rather easy due to a large gift of money they received from a mysterious sender at their wedding. As promised to Keito, he was allowed to marry anyone as soon as he graduated. He had married Ryukon in April of 2038.

Ryukon was holding a two month old in his arms. The boy's hair was dark like his and he had Keito's green eyes. He smiled, cradling his child. He deadpanned at the doorbell ringing. He sighed and walked downstairs to answer the door. He opened it and was taken back by who he saw. He gritted his teeth.

"Get out..."

"Nnn..." the man shook his head with a finger raised.

There was a Yakuza limo in front of the house. They pulled out a katana from the trunk and walked over to the front door. Ryukon instinctively looked over the fireplace, but then remembered that he wasn't at his parents house anymore. He bolted upstairs with his son, Mosu, and placed him in his crib immediately. He then closed the door behind him and tried to hurry to the kitchen. He was stopped by two of the men and was lifted off his feet.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Ryukon was kicking his feet and blowing flames from his nose.

Keito woke up from his nap from the screaming and jumped out of bed. One of the men entered the house and looked at Ryukon. He held the katana on top of both of his hands. He then bowed and held the sword in front of him. Ryukon stopped kicking and stared. The other two placed him back down on his feet gently.

"...Here..." the boss said.

Ryukon's heart was throbbing. He placed his hands on the katana and observed it. The saya was mahogany with a gold dragon scale design. He was hesitant to grab the katana, but eventually found his hands around it. He stared at the man. Keito had ran down the steps and halted when he saw that the boss had returned.

"...Why?..." Ryukon asked, "...what's the point?..."

The boss looked at him from the corner of his eye, "...you and your ma have a sense... a very useful sense... There's too many of those..." he stopped because he couldn't say the world. He looked disgusted at the approved term for it.

"Yanderes?" Ryukon asked. The man nodded.

"...Yes... those..." he continued, "...I know that you're gonna start hunting those annoyances down once your son gets old enough for school... So like we did Taro, we'll do it for you..."

Ryukon admired the katana, but shook his head, "I can't help you... You're a criminal organization..."

"...Pfft...at this point, our glory is in the past..." he said, "we peaked a rather long time ago... before you and your parents' time... At this point we're just a bunch of rich folk living off the last of our money..." he pointed at the katana, "we're not giving you that katana so you can work for us... That katana is to help you work against another group... There's a new and worse group out there... Our reign may be over, but theirs is just beginning..."

Ryukon was speechless. Keito walked up to him.

"He's not really a for-hire..."

The eyed Keito, "....you look like you had a good sleep..."

He chuckled afterward. Keito wiped some dried slobber from the side of his mouth and groaned. The boss then looked at Ryukon.

"....You know this is gonna happen again... correct?..." the boss asked.

Ryukon stared at him, puzzled, "what do you mean? I already have Keito and you promised-!"

"Not you..." the boss said, "Your boy... Remember? Your parents said that's genetic... that sense you have... Your task might be over, but your first son's likely gonna be in the same situation you were in... and what your ma was in..."

The boss saw the heartbroken look in their eyes and held a laugh in. Ryukon went upstairs and went to check on Mosu. Keito looked at the boss and sighed.

"...I...." Keito couldn't finish. He didn't even know what he was going to say to that, "so was Mr. Masuta in a gang too?"

The boss looked everywhere but Keito's face. One of the men placed the katana on the couch and walked out of the house. Keito waited for an answer.

"Ph..hn..." the boss left. Keito headed out after him.

"Did he know that??"

The Yakuza men got back into their ride and took no time to get onto the road. Keito stood on the front steps, forming conspiracies in his head. Keito had always questioned why Ryukon didn't have grandparents on his paternal side. He found that to be an odd similarity. After what Osoro did, he questions if Mosu will have paternal grandparents either. He still held a grudge against his mom and had even ignored her calls.

She was in quite a mess with her debts now. He had to stop the family tradition of getting into trouble with sketchy groups. He went upstairs and peaked into Mosu's room. He saw Mosu playing with a piece of string from Ryukon's robe. The string was smoking. Keito closed the door behind him and kissed Ryukon's forehead. He then looked down at Mosu.

"...I'm not gonna do what my mom did to me... You're gonna be set, you hear me?..." Keito said to his son. He then teared up, "you're not gonna suffer like I did..."

Ryukon nodded his head in agreement. He kissed Mosu's forehead. Mosu yawned and grabbed at his father's sleeve. Keito smiled at him and took him from Ryukon's arms. Ryukon stood up and headed back down to the living room. Keito looked at his son's fluffy hair.

"You definitely get that from your maternal side, that's for sure..."

Ryukon saw the katana on the couch and picked it up. He released the katana partially from its saya and watched it glimmer. He instinctively grinned at that familiar glow, then sighed at himself.

"I guess some things don't change..." he said and placed it about the fireplace. He looked at his and Keito's wedding photo and picked up his phone. He waited a few rings before Info White picked up.

"Hey, Ryukon. How is everything up there?" Info White asked. She grew concerned when there was a pause over the phone, "Ryu?..."

"...Thanks," Ryukon said.

Info White snickered and turned on her computer monitor, "perhaps another time, another place, and other people..."

"Seems like it..." Ryukon said, "I have my own katana now..."

"Figured..."

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Meanwhile, Taro was looking at his family portrait, thinking about the events of three years ago. He took a glance at the summer vacation he, Budo, and the Aishi wives took together that year. He grinned rather somberly at it. He was only reminded of his son learning about his family the hard way. Taro wasn't exactly truthful when he said he never took a life. It was never an innocent one, but they called him a yandere hunter for a reason. He looked at his safe in the corner of his bedroom, thinking that some things were just better off left in it.

-The End-

(Authors Note: If you made it this far, thank you so much for reading this story~ This is the proper sequel to "Do It" and also the story that comes after "Hacking Info," both which could be found on my page or in the comments of this and the first chapter. I'm unsure if a third gen story would really get attention where I focus on Budo and Taro's grandson, Mosu, in the 2050s, but I'd like to hear what you think. Cheers~)