Songs for Daddy- Chapter 37: Headstrong
Author: bar_ohki
Title: Songs for Daddy
Rating: This chapter is rated T.
Summary: After receiving a phone call, Hiruma abandons his job, his football team, and his friends, disappearing into nothing. After several years pass, Mamori finds a strange girl in her Kindergarten class, a girl strange enough to have the only remaining connection to the missing quarterback….
Notes: Headstrong is by Trapt, I do not own it.
Links: To song on youtube: Video
To lyrics of song: Lyrics
To a list of chapter links: Links
To chapter 36: If Today Was Your Last Day
Songs for Daddy
Chapter 37: Headstrong
Emiko was missing.
The apartment was a wreck.
Chizue had been hurt.
Juumonji didn’t know the people responsible.
Juumonji failed to protect Emiko.
He was sorry.
He passed out from pain.
Shit.
No. Fuck.
This situation was all fucked up.
“God fucking dammit!” Hiruma roared, his mind finally stopped processing and started reacting. He was pissed and worried beyond reason right now. Forcing himself to calm down, he got into the gun safe and started to load up, Hiruma thought about what he had to do next.
Juumonji needed an ambulance, the police needed to be called, the fucking old hag needed to be called and told what was happening, and fuc- Anezaki needed to be called. Or did she? Was there someone else he needed to be thinking about right now?
What next?
“Hello?” Kongo Unsui answered the phone sounding a little weary and baffled.
“Hey fucking cop,” Hiruma greeted the twin, “some people broke into my apartment, beat up my babysitters, trashed my place, and took my kid.”
Chizue whined.
“And attacked my dog.” Hiruma added.
“W-when was this?” Kongo asked, sounding confused and alarmed.
“Between 5:30 and 7:40 this evening.” Hiruma answered.
“I’ll be down right away.” Kongo assured him. Hiruma nodded and hung up before he could hear the ‘wait there for me’.
Dialing the ambulance was pretty uneventful. Hiruma had spent the call bandaging up Chizue.
Azuma, the lady next door, looked really frightened about something when she answered the door.
“H-hiruma-san?” Azuma asked, concerned.
“Please watch Chizue for me.” Hiruma asked her, his voice calm and his face blank.
“What was that noise?” Azuma asked as she took the small dog from Hiruma’s hands.
“I’m going to go find out.” Hiruma told her cryptically and left, leaving a confused and worried woman in his wake. Kongo Unsui would only add to this when he arrived 20 minutes later trying to figure out what happened by showing her the state of her neighbor’s home.
Hiruma on the other hand was expressionless, almost emotionless. He had decided already that he was going to be the only one capable of hunting his child down, but getting a little bit of help would make the entire process much quicker and time right now was very, very valuable.
“Fucking old man,” Hiruma greeted his friend, “I need you to get on my account and load up the file called ‘hit list’.”
“Uh, wasn’t that supposed to be a joke?” Takekura asked sounding unsettled. Rightfully so, Hiruma usually swears. All the same, one could hear typing sounds in the background on Takekura’s end.
“Read it off when you get it up.” Hiruma told Takekura, ignoring the question entirely. It had been a joke Toganou had insisted everyone at the office do; make a hit-list of all your enemies. Hiruma had actually chosen to take it seriously because he does have real enemies that he needed to keep track of for Emiko’s sake. He wouldn’t have asked Takekura to look it up if it hadn’t been for the fact his laptop had destroyed in the attack. Well the hard disk hadn’t been destroyed and Hiruma had grabbed it before he left but it wasn’t terribly useful to him right now.
“Hiruma, what is going on?” Takekura demanded as he typed furiously. His friend was acting way too weird. He sounded distant and toneless, as if exerting emotion was going to distract him from something important.
“Just read the list.” Hiruma told Takekura firmly. He knew Takekura would stop working and be upset if he heard the news, it would have to wait until Hiruma had the information he needed.
“…Got it up.” Takekura announced, not having bothered to disguise how upset this situation was making him. “Saburo Haruka- wait isn’t she your mother-in-law?!”
Saburo Haruka, wife of Saburo Teru, mother of Saburo Chizue. A very demanding woman who does anything to get her way, her husband seems to keep the worst of her demands away and be a voice of reason.
That’s what the Threat Notebook said about her. Hiruma could recall that. He also knew that she probably had dementia and somehow became convinced that Hiruma was the worst thing to have happened to her granddaughter-!
“Shit.” Hiruma muttered. Of course the fucking old hag had Emiko kidnapped! That’s who most kidnappers were, people who thought they had to raise a child because where the child was wasn’t the best place for them-!
“Hiruma?” Takekura asked.
“Fucking old hag has Emiko.” Hiruma told his friend curtly and hung up. He wasn’t going to bother calling Saburo this time, oh no, he was going to visit her in person.
And kill her for this.
Driving aggressively and speeding, but not recklessly, Hiruma tore through the streets, making even police officers pull to the side to let him pass. It didn’t occur to Hiruma that Kongo had probably called them off, he was too busy thinking up ways to inflict serious harm on Saburo’s person and keep her alive at the same time. She was going to go nice and slowly for this. Nice and slow.
To his surprise, Anezaki was standing outside of the Saburo residence, looking really nervous. Hiruma only got out of the car and walked past her, she was quick on the uptake and could prove to be useful to have around right now.
“Hiruma what’s happen-!?” Anezaki was cut off by Hiruma taking out a gun and shooting the lock off the door. He didn’t really have the patience for checking or picking locks.
“Saburo!” Hiruma bellowed into the home. “Where are you?!”
Anezaki could only stare, wide-eyed and follow quietly. Takekura had called her earlier and told her to high tail it over to the Saburo household before Hiruma got there.
“He’s out for blood.” Takekura had told her. “Please stop him from doing something he might regret!”
In the end there had been almost nothing in her power she could do about this. His expression was calm yet disattached from reality, his eyes were on fire with something primal and dangerous, and he was completely ignoring everything that didn’t have to do with getting Emiko back.
This included thinking about the consequences.
Feeble coughing was the answer to Hiruma’s demand. The demonic man marched right to the source of the sound, Anezaki following right behind him worriedly. The coughing was coming from the sickly form of Saburo Teru, who had been left unattended in his fragile state. He looked like he was about to die.
“Where’s your wife?” Hiruma demanded curtly, not seeming to notice the amount of suffering this man was in.
Saburo coughed and hacked a bit more and let out an almost inaudible plea for water. Hiruma growled and was about to take a weapon to the old man’s face when Anezaki’s hand stopped him.
“He can’t talk, let me get him some water.” Anezaki reminded Hiruma, praying he would listen.
“Tch.” Hiruma glared at her then at the old man. With a sigh of relief, Anezaki went and helped Saburo drink a little bit of water.
“Where’s Haruka?” Saburo asked, worried. “Why did she leave?”
“She didn’t tell you anything.” Hiruma frowned, it wasn’t a question.
“Bring her back, Youichi. She’s not herself-!” The old man was cut off by Hiruma leaving the room. He then fell into another coughing fit.
“Saburo-san!” Anezaki called to the man worriedly.
“Haruka, Haruka was supposed to take me to the hospital, yes the hospital today.” Saburo explained. “I have to go.”
“I’ll get you there.” Anezaki promised. “Which hospital?”
“Joukamachi Hospital.” Saburo answered [1].
That’s when Anezaki heard the loud clanging noises from another room.
“Can you stay here a moment?” Anezaki asked the old man softly. He nodded.
Wandering through the house Anezaki found Hiruma to be the source of the noise. He was doing something to the computer, having taken it apart. He had wires in one hand and a large disk thing in another. Asking him what he was doing wasn’t going to be of much help, so Anezaki instead went into the kitchen to watch Takekura pull up and rush up the walk.
Of course he would come and try to help tame Hiruma, Anezaki realized, he just couldn’t have gotten there before she did.
“Musashi,” Anezaki greeted him, “Hiruma’s beyond reason right now.” Anezaki couldn’t call him ‘Youichi’, not when he acted like this…!
Takekura’s expression turned more serious. He wasn’t surprised to hear that. Not saying anything, he went through the house and found Hiruma at the computer. There was a slight pause.
“Hiruma, what the hell are you doing?” Takekura demanded.
“Figuring out who the hag hired.” Hiruma answered. He’d finished messing with the computer and had turned it on. Takekura was confused momentarily when he saw images of Hiruma’s apartment on the screen. Then he recalled that Hiruma kept constant surveillance on his apartment to take pictures of Emiko when she was being cute. Takekura did not get the time to explore how creepy that was when he started watching what Hiruma was playing.
Hiruma was looking at movies of Emiko’s kidnapping as it unfolded. Anezaki only watched on in horror as men that could only be described as thugs were taking out guns and shooting at Emiko. The little girl burst into screams and tears and ran into her father’s bedroom.
Juumonji and his girlfriend had tried to protect her and got themselves overwhelmed by the amount of men and firepower of the attackers.
Once the babysitters fell, the attackers moved into the back bed room and shot at the bed, where Emiko had been hiding underneath. She came out and tried to fight, but was far too easily manhandled, restrained, and gagged. At one point one of the men started threatening Chizue with a knife to try and make the panicking girl more cooperative. Chizue got spooked and cut herself on the knife in an attempt to escape….
It was horrible to watch. These men- they didn’t care if someone died.
“Oh god…!” Anezaki muttered. She couldn’t even begin to guess what was going through Hiruma’s head right now.
“Tch.”
“Hiruma?” Takekura asked in a whisper.
A few purposeful key strokes later and the screen was covered in documents. Anezaki couldn’t keep up with the speed at which Hiruma was scrolling through them.
“Takekura,” Anezaki whispered, “could you take Saburo-san to the hospital?”
“…Why me?” Takekura asked.
“…A feeling I have,” Anezaki confessed, “I-I think I need to stay by his side right now.” It wasn’t something she could describe. Despite the insanity Hiruma was clearly exhibiting, she felt drawn to him, to his side. She felt like she was driving a car that was about to crash and all she could do was sort of steer it before the inevitable collision with the wall. Yet she wanted to steer it, she wanted to stay in that car despite the fact it was on fire. She was trapped by the power that was Hiruma Youichi.
“I can’t guarantee that I can get there in time but,” Takekura told Anezaki as he started to leave the room, “call me if you need an extra hand.”
“I will.” Anezaki nodded and watched Takekura leave only to hear the screech of Hiruma’s chair. He had stood up, his eyes staring at something on the screen.
“Youichi?” Anezaki asked tentatively.
All he did was slowly turn around and show her his murderous expression. He was going to kill someone. And as he walked past her Anezaki realized she couldn’t reach him anymore. But she wasn’t going to stop or give up; she was going to see this to the end, at his side.
“Hiruma let me drive.” Anezaki told him.
“No.” Hiruma dismissed her as he kept walking forward.
“If you drive you’ll go fast. If you get into an accident then all will be lost,” Anezaki explained, “and-and the police might follow us then those people will know you’re coming.”
Hiruma stopped and considered her answer for a moment.
“Fine.”
Moments later they were on the road and driving to some destination only Hiruma knew. His directions were spoken with words curt and cold. If Anezaki hadn’t been so focused on the road, she would have observed that Hiruma’s face had gone calm.
Like the calm before the storm.
Their destination proved to be a nice, quiet house in a suburban area not too far from Oujou High School. There was nothing remarkable about the house or the street it was on. Anezaki frowned.
“Is this the right place?” Anezaki asked, a little unsure.
Hiruma said nothing and stepped out of the car, pulling out a rocket launcher and firing it at the door. Crying in terror Anezaki could only stare as she watched the entire front porch of this seemingly innocent house exploded into hundreds of pieces. A cloud of dust and debris flew into the air and when it all settled, she could see several men with guns.
They were thugs, thugs just like the ones that took Emiko.
“Where is Emiko?” Hiruma demanded, his expression unreadable.
“Who the fuck are you?!” Wrong answer. Hiruma pulled out his guns and opened fire, heartlessly mowing down these men before they had a chance to use their own weapons.
“H-Hiruma!” Anezaki cried and got out of the car. Hiruma ignored her and climbed up into the house, firing at anyone he saw. Electing not to follow, Anezaki went and examined the bodies.
“He still….” Anezaki muttered, amazed. Hiruma Youichi was using non-lethal bullets, just like he always had. That didn’t mean he didn’t fire off enough rounds to knock these people out. It was a relief to know he hadn’t killed anyone yet.
‘Yet’ being the operative word.
Anezaki stood up and returned to the car, shaking slightly. Following Hiruma right now was dangerous and part of her knew they weren’t going to find Emiko at this house.
The car door slammed shut. Hiruma was dirtier, covered in a light layer of plaster dust and blood. The only words he had to say was their next destination. With an unsteady nod, Anezaki started the car and drove it to another equally unremarkable house in an equally unremarkable place. Again she watched Hiruma blow up a door and open fire at people as he walked into the building, demanding to know where Emiko was. Again he came back, even dirtier.
He gave her directions to another destination.
“W-who are these people?” Anezaki asked as she waited at a stop light.
“Yakuza.” Hiruma answered.
-at an undisclosed location-
“Two bases completely taken down in less than an hour,” Sakamoto Natsumi observed from her home computer, “someone’s out for your blood.”
“Shit.” Kongo Agon hissed. He went straight to Sakamoto when he got the call about the first base being under attack. She was an excellent hacker on top of being an assassin and, despite having left the life, she still kept an eye out for him, for Nozomi’s sake.
“Mom?” Nozomi called as she walked into the room to see Dad was there too. They looked really serious about something.
“Zomi, there are some bad things happening right now,” Sakamoto explained with a tired smile, “Dinner’s going to have to wait until we get to a safe place.”
“O-okay.” Nozomi nodded. This isn’t the first time this has happened.
“You can have dinner with me.” Kongo assured her with one of his charming smiles. Nozomi’s face lit up happily. It was very rare for her to get to eat with both of her parents.
“You’re the best!” Nozomi smiled and hugged Dad.
“We have to get going right now though.” Sakamoto reminded the two.
“Yeah, let’s get going.” Kongo nodded seriously and drove them over to one of his secret safe houses.
Kongo was going to find out who the hell this guy was and take him down personally. No, wait, kill him personally. No one puts his baby girl in danger.
No one.
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[1]- This is the Hospital in the series where Musashi’s dad is at and Sakuraba when he hurt his collar bone. It also has Head Nurse Oka.
Title: Songs for Daddy
Rating: This chapter is rated T.
Summary: After receiving a phone call, Hiruma abandons his job, his football team, and his friends, disappearing into nothing. After several years pass, Mamori finds a strange girl in her Kindergarten class, a girl strange enough to have the only remaining connection to the missing quarterback….
Notes: Headstrong is by Trapt, I do not own it.
Links: To song on youtube: Video
To lyrics of song: Lyrics
To a list of chapter links: Links
To chapter 36: If Today Was Your Last Day
Songs for Daddy
Chapter 37: Headstrong
Emiko was missing.
The apartment was a wreck.
Chizue had been hurt.
Juumonji didn’t know the people responsible.
Juumonji failed to protect Emiko.
He was sorry.
He passed out from pain.
Shit.
No. Fuck.
This situation was all fucked up.
“God fucking dammit!” Hiruma roared, his mind finally stopped processing and started reacting. He was pissed and worried beyond reason right now. Forcing himself to calm down, he got into the gun safe and started to load up, Hiruma thought about what he had to do next.
Juumonji needed an ambulance, the police needed to be called, the fucking old hag needed to be called and told what was happening, and fuc- Anezaki needed to be called. Or did she? Was there someone else he needed to be thinking about right now?
What next?
“Hello?” Kongo Unsui answered the phone sounding a little weary and baffled.
“Hey fucking cop,” Hiruma greeted the twin, “some people broke into my apartment, beat up my babysitters, trashed my place, and took my kid.”
Chizue whined.
“And attacked my dog.” Hiruma added.
“W-when was this?” Kongo asked, sounding confused and alarmed.
“Between 5:30 and 7:40 this evening.” Hiruma answered.
“I’ll be down right away.” Kongo assured him. Hiruma nodded and hung up before he could hear the ‘wait there for me’.
Dialing the ambulance was pretty uneventful. Hiruma had spent the call bandaging up Chizue.
Azuma, the lady next door, looked really frightened about something when she answered the door.
“H-hiruma-san?” Azuma asked, concerned.
“Please watch Chizue for me.” Hiruma asked her, his voice calm and his face blank.
“What was that noise?” Azuma asked as she took the small dog from Hiruma’s hands.
“I’m going to go find out.” Hiruma told her cryptically and left, leaving a confused and worried woman in his wake. Kongo Unsui would only add to this when he arrived 20 minutes later trying to figure out what happened by showing her the state of her neighbor’s home.
Hiruma on the other hand was expressionless, almost emotionless. He had decided already that he was going to be the only one capable of hunting his child down, but getting a little bit of help would make the entire process much quicker and time right now was very, very valuable.
“Fucking old man,” Hiruma greeted his friend, “I need you to get on my account and load up the file called ‘hit list’.”
“Uh, wasn’t that supposed to be a joke?” Takekura asked sounding unsettled. Rightfully so, Hiruma usually swears. All the same, one could hear typing sounds in the background on Takekura’s end.
“Read it off when you get it up.” Hiruma told Takekura, ignoring the question entirely. It had been a joke Toganou had insisted everyone at the office do; make a hit-list of all your enemies. Hiruma had actually chosen to take it seriously because he does have real enemies that he needed to keep track of for Emiko’s sake. He wouldn’t have asked Takekura to look it up if it hadn’t been for the fact his laptop had destroyed in the attack. Well the hard disk hadn’t been destroyed and Hiruma had grabbed it before he left but it wasn’t terribly useful to him right now.
“Hiruma, what is going on?” Takekura demanded as he typed furiously. His friend was acting way too weird. He sounded distant and toneless, as if exerting emotion was going to distract him from something important.
“Just read the list.” Hiruma told Takekura firmly. He knew Takekura would stop working and be upset if he heard the news, it would have to wait until Hiruma had the information he needed.
“…Got it up.” Takekura announced, not having bothered to disguise how upset this situation was making him. “Saburo Haruka- wait isn’t she your mother-in-law?!”
Saburo Haruka, wife of Saburo Teru, mother of Saburo Chizue. A very demanding woman who does anything to get her way, her husband seems to keep the worst of her demands away and be a voice of reason.
That’s what the Threat Notebook said about her. Hiruma could recall that. He also knew that she probably had dementia and somehow became convinced that Hiruma was the worst thing to have happened to her granddaughter-!
“Shit.” Hiruma muttered. Of course the fucking old hag had Emiko kidnapped! That’s who most kidnappers were, people who thought they had to raise a child because where the child was wasn’t the best place for them-!
“Hiruma?” Takekura asked.
“Fucking old hag has Emiko.” Hiruma told his friend curtly and hung up. He wasn’t going to bother calling Saburo this time, oh no, he was going to visit her in person.
And kill her for this.
Driving aggressively and speeding, but not recklessly, Hiruma tore through the streets, making even police officers pull to the side to let him pass. It didn’t occur to Hiruma that Kongo had probably called them off, he was too busy thinking up ways to inflict serious harm on Saburo’s person and keep her alive at the same time. She was going to go nice and slowly for this. Nice and slow.
To his surprise, Anezaki was standing outside of the Saburo residence, looking really nervous. Hiruma only got out of the car and walked past her, she was quick on the uptake and could prove to be useful to have around right now.
“Hiruma what’s happen-!?” Anezaki was cut off by Hiruma taking out a gun and shooting the lock off the door. He didn’t really have the patience for checking or picking locks.
“Saburo!” Hiruma bellowed into the home. “Where are you?!”
Anezaki could only stare, wide-eyed and follow quietly. Takekura had called her earlier and told her to high tail it over to the Saburo household before Hiruma got there.
“He’s out for blood.” Takekura had told her. “Please stop him from doing something he might regret!”
In the end there had been almost nothing in her power she could do about this. His expression was calm yet disattached from reality, his eyes were on fire with something primal and dangerous, and he was completely ignoring everything that didn’t have to do with getting Emiko back.
This included thinking about the consequences.
Feeble coughing was the answer to Hiruma’s demand. The demonic man marched right to the source of the sound, Anezaki following right behind him worriedly. The coughing was coming from the sickly form of Saburo Teru, who had been left unattended in his fragile state. He looked like he was about to die.
“Where’s your wife?” Hiruma demanded curtly, not seeming to notice the amount of suffering this man was in.
Saburo coughed and hacked a bit more and let out an almost inaudible plea for water. Hiruma growled and was about to take a weapon to the old man’s face when Anezaki’s hand stopped him.
“He can’t talk, let me get him some water.” Anezaki reminded Hiruma, praying he would listen.
“Tch.” Hiruma glared at her then at the old man. With a sigh of relief, Anezaki went and helped Saburo drink a little bit of water.
“Where’s Haruka?” Saburo asked, worried. “Why did she leave?”
“She didn’t tell you anything.” Hiruma frowned, it wasn’t a question.
“Bring her back, Youichi. She’s not herself-!” The old man was cut off by Hiruma leaving the room. He then fell into another coughing fit.
“Saburo-san!” Anezaki called to the man worriedly.
“Haruka, Haruka was supposed to take me to the hospital, yes the hospital today.” Saburo explained. “I have to go.”
“I’ll get you there.” Anezaki promised. “Which hospital?”
“Joukamachi Hospital.” Saburo answered [1].
That’s when Anezaki heard the loud clanging noises from another room.
“Can you stay here a moment?” Anezaki asked the old man softly. He nodded.
Wandering through the house Anezaki found Hiruma to be the source of the noise. He was doing something to the computer, having taken it apart. He had wires in one hand and a large disk thing in another. Asking him what he was doing wasn’t going to be of much help, so Anezaki instead went into the kitchen to watch Takekura pull up and rush up the walk.
Of course he would come and try to help tame Hiruma, Anezaki realized, he just couldn’t have gotten there before she did.
“Musashi,” Anezaki greeted him, “Hiruma’s beyond reason right now.” Anezaki couldn’t call him ‘Youichi’, not when he acted like this…!
Takekura’s expression turned more serious. He wasn’t surprised to hear that. Not saying anything, he went through the house and found Hiruma at the computer. There was a slight pause.
“Hiruma, what the hell are you doing?” Takekura demanded.
“Figuring out who the hag hired.” Hiruma answered. He’d finished messing with the computer and had turned it on. Takekura was confused momentarily when he saw images of Hiruma’s apartment on the screen. Then he recalled that Hiruma kept constant surveillance on his apartment to take pictures of Emiko when she was being cute. Takekura did not get the time to explore how creepy that was when he started watching what Hiruma was playing.
Hiruma was looking at movies of Emiko’s kidnapping as it unfolded. Anezaki only watched on in horror as men that could only be described as thugs were taking out guns and shooting at Emiko. The little girl burst into screams and tears and ran into her father’s bedroom.
Juumonji and his girlfriend had tried to protect her and got themselves overwhelmed by the amount of men and firepower of the attackers.
Once the babysitters fell, the attackers moved into the back bed room and shot at the bed, where Emiko had been hiding underneath. She came out and tried to fight, but was far too easily manhandled, restrained, and gagged. At one point one of the men started threatening Chizue with a knife to try and make the panicking girl more cooperative. Chizue got spooked and cut herself on the knife in an attempt to escape….
It was horrible to watch. These men- they didn’t care if someone died.
“Oh god…!” Anezaki muttered. She couldn’t even begin to guess what was going through Hiruma’s head right now.
“Tch.”
“Hiruma?” Takekura asked in a whisper.
A few purposeful key strokes later and the screen was covered in documents. Anezaki couldn’t keep up with the speed at which Hiruma was scrolling through them.
“Takekura,” Anezaki whispered, “could you take Saburo-san to the hospital?”
“…Why me?” Takekura asked.
“…A feeling I have,” Anezaki confessed, “I-I think I need to stay by his side right now.” It wasn’t something she could describe. Despite the insanity Hiruma was clearly exhibiting, she felt drawn to him, to his side. She felt like she was driving a car that was about to crash and all she could do was sort of steer it before the inevitable collision with the wall. Yet she wanted to steer it, she wanted to stay in that car despite the fact it was on fire. She was trapped by the power that was Hiruma Youichi.
“I can’t guarantee that I can get there in time but,” Takekura told Anezaki as he started to leave the room, “call me if you need an extra hand.”
“I will.” Anezaki nodded and watched Takekura leave only to hear the screech of Hiruma’s chair. He had stood up, his eyes staring at something on the screen.
“Youichi?” Anezaki asked tentatively.
All he did was slowly turn around and show her his murderous expression. He was going to kill someone. And as he walked past her Anezaki realized she couldn’t reach him anymore. But she wasn’t going to stop or give up; she was going to see this to the end, at his side.
“Hiruma let me drive.” Anezaki told him.
“No.” Hiruma dismissed her as he kept walking forward.
“If you drive you’ll go fast. If you get into an accident then all will be lost,” Anezaki explained, “and-and the police might follow us then those people will know you’re coming.”
Hiruma stopped and considered her answer for a moment.
“Fine.”
Moments later they were on the road and driving to some destination only Hiruma knew. His directions were spoken with words curt and cold. If Anezaki hadn’t been so focused on the road, she would have observed that Hiruma’s face had gone calm.
Like the calm before the storm.
Their destination proved to be a nice, quiet house in a suburban area not too far from Oujou High School. There was nothing remarkable about the house or the street it was on. Anezaki frowned.
“Is this the right place?” Anezaki asked, a little unsure.
Hiruma said nothing and stepped out of the car, pulling out a rocket launcher and firing it at the door. Crying in terror Anezaki could only stare as she watched the entire front porch of this seemingly innocent house exploded into hundreds of pieces. A cloud of dust and debris flew into the air and when it all settled, she could see several men with guns.
They were thugs, thugs just like the ones that took Emiko.
“Where is Emiko?” Hiruma demanded, his expression unreadable.
“Who the fuck are you?!” Wrong answer. Hiruma pulled out his guns and opened fire, heartlessly mowing down these men before they had a chance to use their own weapons.
“H-Hiruma!” Anezaki cried and got out of the car. Hiruma ignored her and climbed up into the house, firing at anyone he saw. Electing not to follow, Anezaki went and examined the bodies.
“He still….” Anezaki muttered, amazed. Hiruma Youichi was using non-lethal bullets, just like he always had. That didn’t mean he didn’t fire off enough rounds to knock these people out. It was a relief to know he hadn’t killed anyone yet.
‘Yet’ being the operative word.
Anezaki stood up and returned to the car, shaking slightly. Following Hiruma right now was dangerous and part of her knew they weren’t going to find Emiko at this house.
The car door slammed shut. Hiruma was dirtier, covered in a light layer of plaster dust and blood. The only words he had to say was their next destination. With an unsteady nod, Anezaki started the car and drove it to another equally unremarkable house in an equally unremarkable place. Again she watched Hiruma blow up a door and open fire at people as he walked into the building, demanding to know where Emiko was. Again he came back, even dirtier.
He gave her directions to another destination.
“W-who are these people?” Anezaki asked as she waited at a stop light.
“Yakuza.” Hiruma answered.
-at an undisclosed location-
“Two bases completely taken down in less than an hour,” Sakamoto Natsumi observed from her home computer, “someone’s out for your blood.”
“Shit.” Kongo Agon hissed. He went straight to Sakamoto when he got the call about the first base being under attack. She was an excellent hacker on top of being an assassin and, despite having left the life, she still kept an eye out for him, for Nozomi’s sake.
“Mom?” Nozomi called as she walked into the room to see Dad was there too. They looked really serious about something.
“Zomi, there are some bad things happening right now,” Sakamoto explained with a tired smile, “Dinner’s going to have to wait until we get to a safe place.”
“O-okay.” Nozomi nodded. This isn’t the first time this has happened.
“You can have dinner with me.” Kongo assured her with one of his charming smiles. Nozomi’s face lit up happily. It was very rare for her to get to eat with both of her parents.
“You’re the best!” Nozomi smiled and hugged Dad.
“We have to get going right now though.” Sakamoto reminded the two.
“Yeah, let’s get going.” Kongo nodded seriously and drove them over to one of his secret safe houses.
Kongo was going to find out who the hell this guy was and take him down personally. No, wait, kill him personally. No one puts his baby girl in danger.
No one.
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[1]- This is the Hospital in the series where Musashi’s dad is at and Sakuraba when he hurt his collar bone. It also has Head Nurse Oka.