Nogitsune (14 page)

Inato could see some of the men's faces as they were actually listened and slightly agreeing with Kento.

"Ichiro, shoot him," Inato ordered. "SHOOT HIM NOW!"

Kento turned to Ichiro. "Do yourself a favor while you're at it. Once you’ve killed me, put the gun to your head and kill yourself because soon, you'll be joining me. Inato has no loyalty. He’ll kill everyone in here, just like he did Daiki."

Once again, Kento got his men's attention.

"Oh yeah! He didn't say anything about that either, did he? The Fukushimas didn't kill Daiki. Our great boss ordered his death. All because he was my friend and a threat to him. With Daiki dead, we were easy to control because we all would have gone after the Fukushimas without question. But that was never going to happen. All he wanted was a pathetic apology from his former boss and he'll go back crying to him like a bitch."

Kento could see the mystique Inato had used to cloud the truth for years were spreading out and the blue skies shown in Inato's eyes along with a panic emerging from his men that he had never seen before.

"Someone, give me a gun," Inato shrieked. "I'll kill him myself! Ichiro, give me your gun."

Ichiro paused as he looked at both Kento and Inato.

Then, Kento said, "Ichiro, how many times has Daiki saved your life? He may have been a wild and crazy fuck. But one thing you couldn't say about him was that he wasn't loyal to this family, his friends, or this life. He knew the risk and he died with that belief. You want to die for a lie? You're better than that."

"Ichiro, give me the fuckin' gun," Inato stressed. "I promise you that you'll be my second. You won't have to worry about anything. Especially Kento. The Fukushimas will kill him anyway."

Ichiro took a breath. "You're right!”

He turned the gun on Inato and shot his boss in the shoulder blade. Inato fell hard on the floor, holding his shoulder for dear life. Then, he aimed the gun at Kento. Kento just aimed his eyes to Ichiro, content to go out like a true yakuza.

However, Ichiro flipped the gun around and gave it to Kento. "You want it? Go get it!"

Kento took the gun gradually and got up from his knees with a little help from Ichiro. Brushing his shoulders off, he walked to a wounded Inato, contemplating what to do with his control. He aimed the gun at Inato, as Inato mumbled obscenities in Japanese. Instead of finishing the job, Kento just walked to the front seat in the Inato conference room his former boss once occupied.

He put the gun on the table and relaxed his back to the seat.

"What now?" Ichiro asked.

"What now?" Kento responded. He took a deep breath. "We go to war! That's what now? Daiichi Fukushima's in prison, which means the rest of that family will be in disarray. This is the perfect time to go after them. However, we won't make the same mistake we made before. We make it nasty, but make it quiet. We got to go back to the old school way."

Newly energized, Kento sprang back up, put his gun to the back of his pants, and walked with Ichiro and the rest of the men, still wondering about all that transpired.

Kento stopped. "I almost forgot. Daiki wanted me to tell you this…”

Then, he took out his gun from the back, aimed it straight at Inato and pulled the trigger five times, startling his men one more time and establishing his first act as a new boss in the Japanese underworld...

****

In the northern part of Yokosuka, Yuki Williams, Ayame Komatsu, and Keiko Fukushima along with more than a dozen women all met together for a meeting in a suite. Heading the meeting was none other than Illicit.

“I’m sure you’re wondering what’s the meaning of this,” said Illicit.

“I want to know why in the fuck my father’s in jail,” said Keiko. “Yuki, you told me he would be unharmed.”

Illicit calmly lifted her hand. “Is your father still alive?”

“Yes.”

“This is more than I can say for Tomonubu Inato,” said Illicit. “He was killed a couple of hours ago by Kento Karahawa, the new oyabun. The only way to keep your father alive was to have him arrested and trust me…that’s the safest place for him right now considering what’s coming.”

“What’s coming?” said Ayame.

Illicit stood and looked at all of the women. “The wrath of a goddess!”

“But how are we supposed to take down hundreds of men when there are so few of us?” asked one of the women at the table.

“It doesn’t matter that we’re women! More women have conquered men on their backs than men on their feet with weapons of war,” Illicit responded. “We’re going to use our God-given devices and turn each faction against itself. Once they’re at their weakest, we’re going to take from them everything that had been taken from us. All we have to do is follow the plan and all of you, my precious
sukeban
, will rule all of Japan.”

YAKUZA TURN UP
(
ヤクザを上げ
る
)

Ginza is a district known as an upscale area of Tokyo with numerous department stores, boutiques, restaurants and coffeehouses. A far cry from its days as a swamp in the 16
th
century, Ginza is recognized as one of the most luxurious shopping districts in the world.

This was Keiko Fukushima’s playground. She would come to Ginza with some of her friends and buy anything she wanted with her father’s money. But she had an entire different purpose to shop these days. Her father was arrested and facing charges, but with her spending habits, no one could tell that she was heartbroken. She acted as if nothing changed. She hanged around coffeehouses to get hype on coffee, shop in luxurious stores to increase her wardrobe, and eat fancy sushi that most powerbrokers could afford.

In one of her trips, days after Daiichi Fukushima’s arrest, Yuki Williams was with her as they went to a Louis Vuitton. She went to a watch session, trying on gold links and Rolexes. Yuki just stood by and watch her surroundings to make sure no one got close to the yakuza daughter.

“You know you don’t have to watch me like you’re my guard or something,” Keiko said. “Act like you’re enjoying yourself a little bit.”

“How can I do that when all eyes are on you right now?” Yuki asked.

“And what they’re going to get me on, huh? Shopping? I like to see that happen.”

“Stranger things have happened.”

Keiko showed her one of the links and put it around Yuki’s wrists. “This one looks better on you.”

“I don’t need it,” Yuki stated.

“I don’t care,” Keiko said. “If you’re going to hang with me, you’re going to dress the part. So you might as well find something. We’re going to be here for a while.”

Suddenly, Yuki’s DoCoMo cellphone rang. She answered it, looking left and right.

“What? Are you kidding? Yes, she’s right here. I’m watching her right now.” Yuki walked up to Keiko with the phone. “It’s for you!”

Keiko took the phone and put it to his ear. “What is it?”

Keiko stood and listened. Yuki could see Keiko’s face dropped at whatever was told to her.

“When will this be?” Keiko asked the caller. She took out her own phone and dialed a number. “I’ll be there. And I’ll let Yuki know as well.”

Keiko gave Yuki back on the phone and left the Louis Vuitton store and out into the street. Yuki followed close behind.

“That was Illicit! She wants me to round the girls up,” Keiko replied.

“Does that mean what I think it means?” Yuki asked.

“That could be the only reason. My father’s in jail. Inato is dead. And I’m sure Kento Karahawa is going to take full advantage of it in his own way. That means we have to hit them all. And hit them hard.”

“I’m sure my girls and I are ready to bring the pain,” Yuki said. “I can even call up some girls from Yokota and Atsugi areas. So when do we make our move?”

“Well, you won’t!” Keiko responded. “Illicit wants you to go see the Diamond Princess.”

“Me? See the Diamond Princess? Why?”

“She wants you to settle matters with Osaka. Let her know that the Fukushimas are going to continue the unification process now that the Inato will soon be no more.”

“And she wants me to go? Why doesn’t she send you? Aren’t you getting married to her brother or something?”

“I don’t know and I don’t care,” Keiko blurted. “We don’t ask. We just do. She’s giving us the chance to take over everything. Just think about. I take my father’s mantle and you become my underboss. How does that sound?”

Keiko put her arm around Yuki as she was holding bags for her boss and friend.

****

Seijun Mendo went to see his boss Daiichi Fukushima in his cell in Sugamo Prison as he waited to be taken to trial in Tokyo. Being a seasoned underboss, the 50-year-old gangster was made the unofficial oyabun in his absence. Because he had been there throughout the rise of the Fukushima, he demanded respect.

“What’s going on out there now?” Daiichi asked his underboss as he sat in a secluded cell with the comforts of home which included his diet of carefully made sushi done by his personal chef, his usual Wi-Fi access and the usual visitors including Fukushima hierarchy.

“People are asking questions about what happened,” Seijun answered. “No one knows who leaked the information.”

“And what about Sanko? What does he know?”

“The same as we do. Nothing! The men are getting restless. They want action.”

Daiichi circled around to make sure no one else heard what was being said. “Do you think…Tomonubu had something to do with it?”

“I don’t think so,” Seijun answered. “He’s dead! And despite everything that has happened to him, he respected the code too much to just give you up.”

“That may not mean anything. This could be a direct hit at me. He can’t kill me, so he’ll get the law to do it.” He shrugged his shoulders. “It won’t stick. No matter what they got. Until I get out of this, you’re going to be my mouthpiece out there. Make sure that the rest of the Inato don’t get their hands on my daughter. Use violence if necessary. Under no circumstances is my daughter to be out without someone guarding her. If it means you have to do it, then you do it. Understand?”

Seijun stood up and bowed abruptly. “I won’t let you down, Mr. Fukushima!”

****

“Aika, Aiko, please sit down, while I change your baby brother,” said Yuliko Mendo as she placed her youngest child Akira on her sofa to change his diaper, awaiting news from her husband, who has yet to arrive home from his day.

“Mommy, can I please have a cookie?” asked Aiko.

“Yes Aiko,” said Yuliko.

“I want a cookie too, mommy. Can I have a cookie?” whined Aika afterwards.

“Yes Aika! Get a cookie and go sit down.”

“Okay!” said Aika.

The doorbell rang.

Aiko ran to the door. “Mommy, I’ll get it.”

“Aiko, wait until I get there,” said Yuliko as she tried to finish changing Akira’s diaper.

Aika quickly unlocked the door with a cookie in her mouth, never once questioning who it could be.

“Hello!”

The moment that Aika and Aiko opened the door, bullets rang out.

“AIKA, AIKO!”

Yuliko quickly ran to the front door just in time to see Aika and Aiko’s lifeless bodies drop to the floor.

“NOOOOOOOO!”

Yuliko noticed that it was two women holding nine millimeters.

“GET THAT BITCH!” yelled one of the two Korean hitmen named Taeyeon.

The other female Korean hitter, Seohyun, took off her mask slightly to see what she was dealing with. Satisfied, he calmly walked in the door with a mask over his face and pulled his gun out. Before Yuliko could run into the other room, Seohyun hit Yuliko in the back of the head and knocked her out. Yuliko fell to the floor unconscious.

“Seo, make sure she doesn’t get up,” Taeyeon ordered.

Seohyun walked calmly into the kitchen. Taeyeon looked at Akira and put the gun to his chest. As Akira smiled and wrapped his small hands around the gun, Taeyeon frowned and pulled the trigger.

He walked back into the living room and grabbed one of the katanas sitting on the sword stand. “Let’s go!”

“What about her?” Seohyun asked.

Taeyeon turned to see an unconscious Yuliko. “Leave her. When she comes to, she'll wish she was dead.”

****

With a knock on the door, Sanko Byobugaura grabbed his gun and headed for the front door of his home. When he looked outside the window, there were two beautiful women outside. Sanko opened the door cautiously to see what was going on.

“Yes, hello,” said Sanko.

“Mr. Sanko,” said the Juri, the red-haired, slender stripper.

“Yes.”

“We’re here as a gift courtesy of Mr. Karahawa to assure you that even though Mr. Inato’s life came to an unexpected end, his organization will still be doing business with you as usual,” said Mae, the blond Russian stripper.

“So Kento sent you here to bribe me?” asked Sanko.

“On the contrary!” Juri said. “Mr. Karahawa sent us here because he didn’t agree with what Mr. Inato was paying you.”

Sanyo frowned. “Is that right?”

“Yes!” Mae replied in her Russian accent speaking Japanese. “Mr. Karahawa thought that you should be getting paid more for your services and he said effective immediately, you’ll be getting paid double what Mr. Inato paid you.”

Mae pulled out an envelope full of yen. Sanyo smiled and quickly brought the two women inside.

“So remind me what you are here for again?” he asked.

“Mr. Karahawa informed us that we were to come here and fuck your brains out to assure you that you both were still partners,” answered Juri.

Before Sanko knew it, Mae and Juri were naked kissing and fondling each other on Sanko’s bedroom. Mae kissed down from Juri’s neck down to the belly button ring that was on her stomach and slowly began to let her tongue guide a path with gentle licks. Juri moaned softly as she held Mae’s head between her legs and squirmed around.

Sanko sat there rubbing himself and drinking sake as he tried to get ready for the night of his life. 

As Mae stood on her knees, tasting Juri, Sanko sat there admiring Mae with her ass in the air.

Juri opened her eyes from the seizure of pleasure and signaled to Sanko with her fingers to come here. Sanko guzzled the entire cup of sake, took off his shirt and his boxers and rammed his penis inside of Mae’s anal hole.

Sanko held onto Mae’s waist and tried as hard as he could to do it doggy style, but his stomach kept getting in the way. Frustrated that Sanko was only able to get the head of his penis inside of her, Mae pushed Sanko on the bed and got on top of him while Juri face-danced him.

Mae rode Sanko wildly until he could no longer take it. When Sanko was about to cum, Mae quickly got up and Juri grabbed Sanko by the head of his penis and then held it firmly to keep him from cumming.

“Not yet! I haven’t got my fill.”

Then, Juri got on top of Sanko and rode him harder than Mae. When Juri was done, Sanko had his fill and fell asleep with both strippers lying next to him.

****

Sanko woke three hours later in a pitch-black room with Brazilian-Japanese Angelica Castro and Filipina Leah Caluanan sitting and watching him on a chair. The only light in the room came from the orange light of Leah’s cigarette.

When Sanko sat up, he tried to reach for the gun that was under his pillow.

“Looking for this,” said Juri as she held the .22 to Sanko’s neck.

Then, Angelica turned on the light.

“Who the fuck are you?” Sanko screamed.

“Did anyone tell you to talk, you fat motherfucker?” Leah bellowed.

Mae took out a vial of cocaine, put it to left nostril and snorted quickly. “You can speak English? Good, I don't have to speak like a retarded person to you then!"