Amethyst, Tiger's Eye & Jade [NOT FOR PUBLIC!]

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Ethan, Age 9 (Image (c) respective owners)
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Ethan woke as the door shut and rolled his head to the side. He lay there for awhile as his vision cleared before moving. His body hurt but he sat up anyway. Sliding from the bed he felt something drip down his leg as he stumbled towards the door. Stopping he touched the back of his leg and came away with something gross.

When he saw the pink/red swirl in hand he screamed and slammed open his door. Making his way towards Ojisan's bedroom he tried to move fast but his body wouldn't let him. Turning the corner he leaned against the wall; his vision growing a little fuzzy. Panicking he wondered what was wrong with him; had the red haired man done this? Stopping Ethan quivered at the thought of the man and peed on the floor. Dropping down into it as he cried at the thought of the man touching him again.


Koji leaned forward, his eyes drifting shut as he relaxed in the hot tub he'd found by the weight room. He opened his eyes with a start when his nose touched water and sat back up, blinking a few times before letting his head lean back and rest against the towels behind him. This time his eyes closed all the way and his lips parted slightly, the cigarette dangling between his lips still burning as it turned to ash right to the filter. He fell into a deep, satisfied sleep as the jets massaged his sore body gently and the warm water soothed like nothing else could.


Takiyama watched Inoue leave, waiting for the man to disappear down the hall. Touching his cheek he smiled and shook his head. No matter how far you want to get away from violence at home it never happens. Thoughts of the past and his father swirled in his mind. Opening the door he moved towards his and Ethan's room, wanting to check on the boy.

Hearing a noise that sounded familiar his heart raced as he rounded the corner. Ethan lay in a pool of piss on the floor crying, and Takiyama's pace quickened. Reaching out for the boy-- who passed out in his arms-- he growled and headed towards the boy's bed. The mess of sheets and stains on the bed stopped him dead in his tracks. Looking down at Ethan he wanted to cry but didn't. Turning to face the open wide doors he drew back a deep breath of air.

His guards nor any of his men would have dared touch the boy. They knew his temper when it came to this. The last guard to even leer at Ethan sexually had ended up dead by his hands. It could only have been one of two people and he bet he knew which one. Of course Inoue was with him most of the time but he just had to make sure. Releasing the breath he bellowed loud enough that anyone in the surrounding area of the mansion would hear him. "INOUE KOJINSEI GET THE FUCK IN HERE NOOOOOOOW!"


Violet eyes flicked up momentarily but looked back down at the knife in his hand as Inoue continued to unscrew one the vents in a room he'd chosen at random. If the Mafia Don thought he was going to be ordering Inoue around he had another thing coming, and there wasn't anything he could do about it either-- if Takiyama tried to have Inoue killed it would fail miserably, and the Don himself would likely die in the process instead. When the last screw fell out of the vent, he put the knife down silently and drew the metal grating back, looking into the empty shaft. He sighed when he saw that there were no protective bars all the way down the shaft-- somebody could just squirm into the ventilation system and paralyze this place without much effort at all.

How in the fuck was this man still alive? Shaking his head, he lifted the grate up once more and began to put the screws back in casually, wondering briefly what had pissed the man off so quickly. When they'd parted ways mere minutes ago Takiyama had been relatively mellow, but that tone of voice sounded like he'd just found a dead puppy in his briefcase.


As Takiyama stormed through hallways his men straightened and skirted out of his way. Their boss hardly ever got angry and when he was it was damned near murder. Kicking doors open, he held the small child tight against his body. Someone was gong to explain what had happened. When neither Koji or Inoue showed he knew it was one of them.

A guard pointed towards the weight room and he wondered just which one he'd find. Kicking the door open he saw Koji laying asleep in the hot tub. Growling low and deep he kicked the tub hard, jostling it. "Kojinsei get up!" When the teen didn't wake he set Ethan down and walked over to where Koji was. Grabbing his hair he tossed the sleeping Don forward right into the water. "Wake up!"


Startled, Koji's eyes snapped open and he coughed and choked for a bit, spitting out the water he'd almost inhaled and turning to see who in the fuck dared do that to him while his hand reached out to his clothes at the edge of the tub, grabbed a weapon and whipped a knife through the air. Jade eyes focused upon his attacker as the knife sank deep into Takiyama's arm, and Koji was startled, then angered all over again. "What the fuck is your problem!" he barked, slamming his fist down in the water and making a big splash.


Snarling he barely even registered the knife that sank down in his arm. Ripping himself away he pointed towards the crumpled up child on the floor. "You better not have done this Kojinsei! I swear to god if you have your going to pay. I told you before that boy was off limits. You could have had any but you couldn't keep your dick away from him could you!"

Takiyama was seething inside; he wanted to reach out a punch Koji. He would never have gone after one of Koji's if asked not to. "You have no honor do you. Even in my house and after I thought we had settled most things. Are you trying to break truce so fast?"


Koji's anger flared. He wasn't upset that he was being accused-- it was true after all. What upset him was that Takiyama hadn't even asked-- he had just assumed, and he was flying right to conclusions. Was Koji trying to destroy the truce? Not at all! Ethan had given the green light the whole way through! It was Takiyama who was so easily willing to throw it out the window like this! What if Koji hadn't been the one to do it!? Then the Yakuza Don would have flown right off the handle immediately and somebody would have left that room with at least a broken nose and missing teeth. How dare he accuse without knowledge!

"You stupid mother fucking asshole!" Koji snarled, getting out of the tub and reaching out, yanking the knife out of the man's arm, horrified that he'd done such a thing to the man. "How... how dare you accuse me without even finding out first whether I even touched the goddamn boy!"


Takiyama's anger flared more as the knife was yanked out and he bled more into the robe, turning the white of it pink as the blood pool spread outwards from the wound. "You were the last one with him and I know that you want him. I doubt anyone else had the time to do anything with him. I asked you specifically to watch over him thinking you could keep him safe."

Amber eyes flickered open and he groaned softly under his breath as he turned over. He wasn't in the hallway anymore in fact he wasn't really sure where he was. Ethan could hear raised voices one belonging to his Uncle. He wasn't at the moment who the other belonged to. Looking up finally he saw Ojisan and the other was the white haired Don that he didn't like. Laying on the floor he stayed still and quiet.


"I did watch over him!" Koji snarled, gripping the handle of the knife as his hand shook. He was pale all over and there was a desperate expression on his face as though he was in agony. He could see the blood seeping into the man's robe and it stung in the recesses of his heart to see that. "When I left him he was sleeping like the dead! How much protection does a little boy fast asleep in his own bed need!"

Pushing his lips together hard to keep them from trembling, Koji looked down at Ethan, and finally spoke again, his heart wrenching. "Tell him what happened Ethan!" he demanded, just wanting this to be over with.


Looking up at the white haired Don he looked back down at the floor. Pushing himself up to his side he looked up into his Ojisan's eyes and began to cry. He hardly ever saw the man yell and when he did Ethan feared what he would do. "I don't know what happened the last thing I remember is the scary guy beating me up... then my room... but I don't remember anyone being there and then waking up again and I hurt. I didn't do anything wrong!" He wailed as he curled into a ball.

Takiyama's face softened some reaching down after stepping towards the boy. Picking him up Ethan curled around him as he held the boy tightly. Looking over at Koji his face became appalled as he saw the desperation in the teenaged Don's face. Immediately he reached out and pulled Koji close, his head bowing as his lips brushed against Koji's ear. "*Gomenasai Kojinsei Ono forgive me."


Koji shook his head. He couldn't say anything more; he just didn't know what to say. Apparently Ethan hadn't been consenting to sex at all-- he didn't even remember what had happened! On top of that he didn't want to ruin what he had with Takiyama, both for personal and professional reasons. He shuddered and closed his eyes, leaning into the man's touch. "Just forgive me for stabbing you," the teen whispered weakly, lifting a hand and placing it over the man's wound gently. "Let me take care of that. I'm sorry. Please... can we just..."

Koji was interrupted by a loud crash. Getting up quickly, Inoue thundered into the room, his boots slamming on the tile floor of the steam room as he opened his arms. Reaching out as he ran, he grabbed Koji and Ethan by the faces, covering their mouths and noses, and barked, "Hold your breath!" at the top of his lungs while barreling into Takiyama on purpose, pushing all four of them into the hot tub. They sank down in the water and under the surface just as something lit up the room, then everything went black. Inoue held all three of them pinned under the water against the floor of the hot tub for a full minute before he lifted his own head and sucked in a deep breath. Lowering himself once more, he watched, and saw that Ethan was the one to release his air first. Moving quickly, he covered the boy's lips with his own and exhaled, filling Ethan's lungs with new air to hold onto. Once more Inoue lifted his head and took a gulp of breath then went back down, and next he breathed into Koji, then repeated the action for Takiyama. He did this twice for each of them before finally letting them up above the surface when it was safe again.

Inoue turned away from them the instant they were released, vomiting over the edge of the tub for a full minute before shuddering and coughing violently. The bomb he'd found had gone off because he hadn't been able to disarm it fast enough, but he'd saved Takiyama and his family and friend just as they had agreed upon-- by keeping them underwater and lifting his own head above, breathing in the toxic smoke himself and using his own lungs as a filter before giving them the air. He shuddered and spat out one last mouthful of bile and blood before turning back around and staring at Takiyama. He was unable to give any explanation; his throat was raw and bloody and he likely wouldn't be able to speak for weeks.

His face was burnt in a few places and there was a cut across his cheek from flying glass thanks to the explosion but for some reason he didn't look like the one worse for wear; the expressions of the people staring back at him were more akin to trauma than anything, and he figured then that he must have interrupted something before coming along to save their sorry asses.


Looking up at the sky Takiyama frowned at the assassin. He couldn't really yell at him for destroying the mansion but he wasn't happy about it either. "I guess I needed to redo these rooms anyway." He picked Ethan up who was quivering and speechless. His eyes were large and stuck on the redhead who must have looked like a demon to him. "At least it wasn't near the bedrooms or the office. Get yourself to the hospital Inoue or I'll make you go there myself."

Nuzzling the child in his arm he reached out and pulled Koji close. "I hope next time you come it won't be so eventful. I don't know how I'm going to top this. Come on I need to get my arm taken care of and Ethan as well." Takiyama was used to bombs and explosions around him. If he panicked Ethan might scream and cry and he wasn't sure how Koji would react. He would probably take it like any other Don but still. "We'll probably have to stay in a safe house until this is taken care of."


Inoue shook his head and glared at Takiyama, denying the man all of those things. Somebody had managed to get into the house and plant a bomb with rather complex features-- it had been not only on a timer but also a pressure-sensitive secondary trigger and the instant Inoue had touched it, it had entered the rushed count-down and given him barely enough time to save the asses of these three. Going to a safe house and staying there provided no bigger or smaller amount of protection-- it was just a matter of having Inoue around to be their shield.

Reaching down, he picked Koji up and separated him from the group, pulling the boy's hand out and tracing symbols in Japanese on his hand rapidly. Koji translated quickly, "The teenager should go home so I have one less to look after but a safe house is pointless. Just get this place fixed up and always let me know where you are. If you two need the hospital then fine but I refuse to see a doctor; I know how to take care of this myself it isn't the first time and won't be the last. If this doesn't prove my loyalty then I don't know what will-- now if you'd be so kind, please heed my words and you will all be safer than the Queen of England herself."

Inoue dropped Koji's hand and waited, and meanwhile the white-haired boy seethed at being told to go home. Not when he was just starting to connect with Takiyama and not when they had so much to discuss still! Yet, he could understand exactly why the assassin wanted him out of the picture, and on top of that a little of his star-struck side would have stripped naked and run around on all fours like a bucking bronco if that's what Inoue had requested.

When Takiyama said nothing, it was settled, and Inoue nodded firmly, pushing heavy, damp locks of crimson out of his face and spitting out one last mouthful of blood before getting back to work.


*Gomenasai: I'm sorry

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