If anyone is reading this, don't give up on this struggling author just yet.
Hayata stood up from the occupied bed. He groaned cracking his neck, then stretched the remainder of his body to pop the knots. His partner still didn’t stir. He trudged to the bathroom and relieved himself. He came back out, walked to the wardrobe and got into his sweats.He took his headphones and his phone.“Nothing new” he murmured as he made his way up to the roof. A makeshift gym had been set up. He only left his humble abode when he needed to. He was a couch potato.The question, why didn’t he stay in a better place if he had that much money?He didn’t have an answer to that also.He dropped his phone close, and did his stretches.Then his normal workout. A thirty minute jog, then his sit-ups. Pushups. His lunges. His planks, skipping, then on to the heavy stuff. His pull-ups.His headphones had dropped to his neck. Perspiration had gathered on his forehead. He had his lips stretched with the effort.“How to die, A to Z”.“Asphyxia”.“Blunt trauma”.“Cardiac arrest”.He accompa
Lee sat, lost in thought. So young and he had a lot to think about. It wasn’t good for his state at all. He had developed eye bags. He knew his father was a gangster don. He was happy even, at the idea that his father was all powerful and bad. That meant that no one would mess with him. That no one would mess with them.Imagine his surprise when his cousin told him, that a boy he had grown up with, a boy he had called brother, and a boy he shared his mum with. Had killed his father. He had loved Takashi, but he loved his father more. He loved his family more. Now, his dad was dead. His mum was in a special home. And his cousin was a freak.He never wanted to take over from him.He wanted to live his life freely.And his dad didn’t expect him to take over.He was already expected to take over by others. When he realized that, he didn’t want that. He was already born, and a particular thing was expected from him. He’d have to live up to someone else’s expectations.Jun was the one to ta
Eisuke laced his boots. He didn’t like his job, nothing would change that. But there was an advantage to it. He didn’t like gangsters. He hated them with everything he owned. They were just like parasites. Always multiplying. And if no one was going to take them out, he would.He jumped at every opportunity to do it. Even if the pay was below his quality.Gangs were just like predators. They lured you in with treats and a good time, and when they were done with you, could either keep you, or cast you away. He had lost his brother to those monsters. And Hayata might be screwed up in the head for wanting to kill his sisters, but that was his problem.Gangs were a problem with society that needed to be eradicated.He looked up and the assassin was in his face. He hadn’t heard him. Qualities for being an assassin. The name wasn’t just a name. He actually lived up to it.“So….what are you thinking about?” he asked meekly.Eisuke continued with his boots.The other man sat beside him. “This
She still couldn’t move. She let herself be dragged quite easily. She still couldn’t do anything. He put her on the second floor, while he left to go get Megumi. She wasn’t sure if she still had anything on her. But even the idiot Takashi couldn’t kill her, she wouldn’t let this bastard do so.Eisuke watched from his position at the top. He had done what he was meant to. A bullet to the gas canisters on the ground floor. Just with a bullet, all the way from the third floor. Which was the top floor. He had seen the drama between both brothers? And now he was watching Hayata work.This was his domain.This was where he dominated.He sat where he perched and put both hands under his chin. Thinking. They were all dirty gangsters. Each and every one of them, but Hayata. What really separated both of the fields? Okay there were significant differences, but all of them in this room was as guilty as the other.He could end all of it here. There would be nothing linking him to their deaths, if
Megumi kept a close eye on Hayata as her legs crossed the railing. Her sword out and pointed at him. She tried not to glance at her sister. She knew she was alive. She was just resting. Just like she did when they fought Takahiro.“We never did talk did we Meg” he said moving around on the waffle floor. “I saw you the first and only time I came to your mansion. You were so cute. All dressed pretty, and you had ribbons in your hair. I talked with Sachi and she hated me the minute she saw me” he sighed.“Maybe because I was the first child. Or maybe even in her imperfect world, she thought she had a little perfection and I ruined that” he smiled at her. “And now look at her” he gestured to her prone body. “So peaceful”.Megumi grit her teeth and stepped forward.“She isn’t dead though. You two are so attached……and as a big brother, I wouldn’t deprive you two the displeasure of not dying together”.Megumi attacked. Swinging her sword fast and Hayata dodged. They were on uneven ground, so
Gang violence.Something you see home and away. A natural phenomenon. Just something that is inevitable. From the most advanced countries to the underdeveloped you’ll always see a gangster.A group whose aim is completely unknown. Maybe just to cause trouble. Maybe they just like the fear and respect. Just to cause destruction, or to deal in drugs, human trafficking and many other things that gangs get into.It’s just best to be on your own and be careful. Avoid them at all costs and stay safe. Do not become their victim.The TV went off.The woman sighed and stood up. She was currently the only one home and it was getting really late. Both her sons weren’t home yet. She wondered what they were doing.“Mum I’m home!” her son yelled.“You’re back” she said relieved. She looked round. “Where’s Takashi?”“What?” her son asked confused.“Yes him”.“I thought he was here already” he said wide eyes.“No he isn’t Lee. You two were meant to be together”.“Mum don’t worry. I’m sure he’s fine. A
He didn’t know who he talked to on the phone. Probably that girl, and he was given an address. He was told he could come anytime he felt like, and also alone. Well that wasn’t a problem.The problem was his loving brother.Who wouldn’t leave him alone, and kept asking questions like he was doing now.“Who gave you that card?”“I found it myself” he replied.“They don’t just leave cards like that on the street” his brother said.“How would you know?” Takashi asked with a smirk.Lee buried his face in his palms, and then ran his hand to his hair slicking his curls back. “Look Takashi, you’re my brother, and I want to be sure that you don’t have yourself in a whole lot of trouble”.He rolled his eyes.“You can’t get yourself mixed up in….Just tell me you’re not in any sort of trouble”.“I am not Lee,
The next day he felt horrible. Sleep was meant to make everything better, but it just made it a hundred times worse.Was this how everything was going to be?KNOCK! KNOCK!That had him up on his feet.“Takashi”.It was Geiru.“What is it?” he asked.“Get off your lazy ass and let’s go”.“Where?”“Did you forget what happened yesterday? Get dressed let’s move”.Takashi dashed into the bathroom. Five minutes later he was dressed, and ready to meet with the leader of the gang.He opened his door to see Geiru standing there impatiently. “Done?”“Yes” he replied all smiles and she groaned.“Let’s go”.They were not at the stairs yet, when the woman of yesterday who approached them, appeared out of nowhere.“Good. You’re up”.“Problem?” Geiru asked.“N