Yakuza life

NIN woke up on a couch, her blurry eyes feeling the burn of morning light. After rubbing them, she looked around. It seems that she was in a living room with yakuza underlings sitting anywhere but on that couch. Her head felt heavy and akward as she tried to hop off of the upholstered furniture and flinched as a wet tendril of hair slid down into her vision. After pulling off the towel from he head, she looked down and saw she was wearing a large grey shirt with a black logo of a gun and a skull. Very tactful.

She jumped off the couch, leaving the towel on the couch to see what was going on. NIN looked in the kitchen to find a few people cooking. None that she recognized. Before they could talk to her, she slipped out and went down the hallway to find that dark woman. It seems that since she was in charge of her, she would be within the building. Finally she came upon a door and peeked in. Would the dark woman be in there?

Yes, she would since she, the little Nin is her underling. The dark woman was sitting on a chair, that chair belonged to a round table, this round table with it's metallic six legs like a slave that never tires held all what belonged to that lady in black and white with ease. A black school bag it was with it's contents spilled over the table. A mask that resembled Kitsune that suited the aerugese vixen, a sketch book with certain special pens made for the specific purpose of drawing, a pair of chopsticks and finally a 'bleach' manga.

What was this vixen doing?

She was cleaning her customs, the little cutie would see the gun parts spread along the table while Tomoe was cleaning the barrel, the same person with midnight hues would notice the emergence of this shinigami that joined yakuza couple of days ago. With indifferent doll-like face and likewise voice, she would greet the young grim reaper.

Ah, the beast has awoken...Hail the beast. with such words that parted from her lips, her eyes would scan the albino taking notice of her large grey shirt with logos that spoke black and death. So, afterwards the dark woman chuckled.

It really suits you, Nin~ the little girl dressed as a pirate of sorts would notice a vibrant change in Tomoe's voice shifting from non romantic to bizarre rhapsodic, from indifference to total deviance. Indeed, she -the dark woman- was quite odd. But that doesn't change the fact that Nin is now her underling and Tomoe is her Oneesan so the older latter decided to take care of the girl with and to fullness. They are not sisters by blood but sisters by the code.

I guess. You need a new set of clothes, my little angel. Tomoe said with seriousness and it was quite obvious that her face maintained her doll-like emotionless features all the time. She looked back to her gun cleaning continuing the usual process while lastly adding the coming words We need to do some shopping, you and I.

OOC:

Oneesan: Older sister.

NIN walked in, now knowing that the dark woman was there and couldn't bevel her eyes. The woman had a G-pen and a Kabuto pen made for drawing manga! Not only that but she also had the latest bleach book! NIN stopped herself from walking towards her. This woman was also cleaning the gun that she had placed at her head. What was this woman? An otaku? A mangaka? Or a killer. First of all, what in the world was her name?!

Ah, the beast has awoken...Hail the beast.

She scrunched up her nose, a little perturbed that the woman was talking to her in such a friendly manner. Was this because Makoto said that she was going to look after her? Why did this woman have such a devotion to a man that smelled of cigarettes and cheap pudding? She had to find this out.

It really suits you, Nin~

NIN looked down to the large shirt with the offensive logo. She gripped the logo as if she didn't want the woman to see. It was getting a bit scary how that woman could change her voice, but NIN stood firm. She stared at her warily, not trusting herself to reply to any of those comments.

I guess. You need a new set of clothes, my little angel. We need to do some shopping, you and I.

ANGEL!?! SHOPPING!?! NIN stared at her incredulously. No longer keeping a wary eye. " Miss, did you eat the dark woman that put a gun to my head?" She walked closer to the woman, shrugging her shoulders. " 'Cause I can't believe the dark woman standing in front of me is her. She's too nice." NIN looked up again, her confusion flowing through. She couldn't imagine going shopping with this woman. She imagined picking out a nice dress and handing it to the cashier, then the dark woman would say "I don't like it" and end up shooting NIN in the head.

Tomoe tilted her head when the words reached her ears. So, was she the lady in black and white the bad guy in the whole ordeal? Of course, she was not innocent and generally no one is innocent with the exception of small children, the embodiment of purity. In the category of children, Nin is to be classified as super natural.

Why the little girl had to kill? She could have robbed the registers without resorting to scar her own soul. if Tomoe returned backwards to the past, she would? She would what? Nothing, no need to feel regret.

Nin, why did you kill them? She asked her while reconstructing back her customs. Actually, How were you able to bring yourself to pull the trigger? she injected the clips, readying the chamber with a bullet and turning the safety.

You better have a very logical reason. There are is never s good reason for steeling people's life through the means of sudden force but humans have a love for making excuses. Strangely enough, Tomoe has no excuses to make for her own for she is no human...

She is Hagoromo Gitsune, isn't that awesome? but anyway, Nin would feel real seriousness in her tone with no sarcasm at all and with that she returned her guns back to their holsters retracting them to the hiding and conceal.

That question hit her like a ton of bricks. Her wine-red eyes standing still. She could remember the salty, burning throat she had as she pulled the trigger and how much hate she had towards anyone. No one to help her, no one to rely on and no one that cared for her. She looked down and the floor, her pink toes scrunched up for warmth on the cold floor. She gritted her teeth as she answered, holding back tears. " I-I...I was just so mad." She closed her eyes, making sure the tears wouldn't get through. As if those lids were the dam to an ever-flowing salty ocean of tears.

" I ran away from a dark place and ran to the city as hard as I could. When I got here...it was just as lonely....I stole...I hacked...and I even hide in an orphanage as a cover!" All of those pauses were filled with sniffling and coughing to get her throat clear. This was different from using her childishness as a cover. She didn't want this dark woman to see that she was crying over something as trivial as loneliness. She jerked her head up, finally able to see through her watery orbs.

"D-don't tell Mako! Don't tell anyone!"
Her sadness flew to anger that the woman actually got that out of her. Her cheeks were red with keeping in the tears and her mouth in a tight frown to keep herself from crying. There was no way that she would let herself cry in front of anyone.

Placid was tomoe's face and silence was her scheme all the way not showing any signs of either sympathy or scorn making her a bit difficult to read, listening with a great concentration to every word that parted away from the girl's lips with her ears, with a compatriot that didn't miss any of Nin's body language, the compatriot was non other than her mangaka black pearl eyes.

" I-I...I was just so mad." there must be a reason for such madness that would drive a girl from innocence to guilt and that was due to a dark place she had to run far from, to hide within the metropolis, to find only loneliness as her host and driven by it. She stole, she hacked -quite resourceful- and she even killed disguised as an orphan.

"D-don't tell Mako! Don't tell anyone!" Nin was very persistent about such information never to reach the Waka's ears or to be leaked to the yakuza members. For a couple of silent seconds the dark women began to deliberate what little Nin showed and said, her Waka assigning her as Nin's Oneesan for the sole purpose of not letting Nin break. Indeed, it was quite strange to let the same woman who pointed a gun at girl to kill to handle her as an unborn sibling but certainly there was a reason behind it, perhaps her Waka saw something she didn't see.

Don't worry. Tomoe said she knelt with both her hands reaching the girl for an embrace. your older sister will never tell. the mangaka couldn't help but to do that though rarely she would show such a compassion but there is always a space for exceptions. After leaving her and returning to her seat inviting the new soul that will join the yakuza to take a seat.

Join me for breakfast...this is my first order as your Oneesan she said as she c\began to organize the table returning all her contents to her school bag putting into mind that she will go with her for a shopping afterwards and probably later initiate a business like conversation regarding that she as a Kyodai expect from her underling.

The dark woman reached out her arms and NIN couldn't help but lean in. It was odd. It wasn't like a hold, nor was it like when the kids at the orphanage tackled her in one of their games. It was...nice. What was better that she said she would never tell. Somewhere in the back of her mind a little person was angry that this woman had something held over her for her to obey, but the hug washed that person away for now. She then said that NIN was going to join her for breakfast. NIN at first scrunched up her nose at the offer. Why would she want to- there was that word again. Oneesan...

She watched the woman pile her things into the bag. She wiped her eyes and stared again. " A-Are you a mangaka?" She had wanted to know this for a long while but refused to talk to the woman until she had a good read on her, which was easier said than done.

The #1 cutie didn't grab a seat as Tomoe requested instead a question was asked regarding the contents that by then was inside the school bag, those same contents were essential equipment for - Manga artist - a Mangaka. Little NIN showed interest and the Mangaka decided to close the distance between the two for she had some plans for the little girl.

Ah, I happen to be one. My apartment in Ginza serves as my studio. Currently, I am working on being serialized. she said as a very traditional breakfast was being served since after this is kyoto, home of everything refined and traditional. Little NIN would see steamed rice, miso soup, broiled salted salmon and a lot of dishes on the side. She continued I got this 'name' in my head and the story is all wrapped up in my mind.

Remembering the story in her mind and the very fact that it is based on Yakuza life. A question that needed an answer. An answer that would shed some light whether NIN was actually a yakuza or not. Yes, the girl joined them living within their households and headquarters but that didn't mean she did it yet, and speaking of it...

NIN, Did you perform the sake sharing ritual with the Waka or not? if the answer was no, it would probably meant that Tomoe was not yet officially her Oneesan thought it didn't really matter, she will take care of the girl anyways.

NIN remembered the first time she saw a manga character. It was on a large bilboard in a sprawling lane of electricity and shops. It was an episode of One Piece debuting for the new year. Ever since then, she started to devour Shonnen Jump books and trace over her favorite characters. She was still horrible at drawing, but she never really tried to begin with. Now she was looking at what was possibly the first Mangaka she had ever been in touch with. Not to mention, it was her oneesan.

Ah, I happen to be one. My apartment in Ginza serves as my studio. Currently, I am working on being serialized. NIN looked at the array of food. She had been living on ramen and pizza for such a long time that even the fish looked good. She hopped up on her chair and placed her hands together. "Itidakimasu." she mumbled, then started to eat her fill. IT was a little difficult eating the fish with her chopsticks so she picked it up and tried to put her mouth under it, her cheeks puffing out in frustration with the food. I got this 'name' in my head and the story is all wrapped up in my mind. The fish fell back onto the plate, her face getting salted by the scales rubbing against her face as it smacked back to where it was. She decided to eat that thing last.

NIN looked up at the woman as she was eating the rice and gulped it down. " Will there be someone like Monkey Dee Luffy in it?" She tried getting the rice on her cheeks without using her hands. She picked up the chopsticks and attempted to pluck them off that way. NIN, Did you perform the sake sharing ritual with the Waka or not? She stopped the picking of the rice and began to drink some tea. " No, I'm underage. Plus, I don't think Waka would share sake with people." She was glad the tea cup was small enough that she could pick it up.

Nothing out of the ordinary, little NIN clapped her hands softly without sound leaking for the traditional 'I humbly receive" which Tomoe in turn did the same while observing how the young life would eat the offering presented to her. She started with the salmon which was naturally served fillet, she had trouble handling it ending up trying to swallow the whole thing or munch a part of it and in her endeavors, she failed.

Failing on the salmon front, she retreated leaving the fillet aside for another conquest. Black pearl eyes observed little NIN while the beholder of those black eyes started to divide NIN's broiled fish into small cantons by her own chopsticks making it easy for the albino to pick.

"Will there be someone like Monkey Dee Luffy in it?" the albino asked, though Tomoe dismissed answering that for she was more occupied by picking up- by the means of her own hand - tiny rice here and there stuck at the little child face then eating them right away afterwards.

The one devouring the essence of her tea, the mangaka considered herself as her older sister gave away an explanation for why not she wasn't yet a yakuza member. Simply, she was underage incapable of performing such ritual involving liquors in the process, adding up that the waka doesn't share sake cups with others. From where did she get that? The yakuza assassin herself knew not of such thing and so wondered.

Well, I drank milk instead of sake myself so you can do it yourself if you wish though I do wander from where did you get this information that Waka-sama doesn't share cups of fealty with others? that really piqued the interest of that lady dressed in ebony and ivory as she herself began preparing her salmon to be eaten while answering NIN's later question regarding her manga under development.

And of course yes. It seems you are interested in manga too.

The dark woman started taking care of her dining confusion. She stared at her as she cut the fish with precise movements. It was a but unnerving to see such a scary and mysterious woman helping her with simple things such as food. Yet, it made somewhere in her small chest glow with happiness. She thought that this place filled with yakuza that are capable of killing just like her, capable of cunning plans was a nice fit. She imagined going to parent teacher conferences and Waka coming in with a cig and a pudding, breaking down the door. She winced. Not a good fit. If it was the dark woman, it would be nice...she guessed.

As a matter of fact, she didn't know the woman's name at all. She searched through her memory of the name of the woman who was now wiping her face. Naki? No...Naka? That was part of it...She would just call her Naka until she could find out the rest. She then started on what looked like plums. She took one and her mouth felt like it was turning inside out. After swallowing it, she tasted the sweetness too. It was a pickled plum.

Well, I drank milk instead of sake myself so you
can do it yourself if you wish though I do wander from where did you get
this information that Waka-sama doesn't share cups of fealty with
others?

She looked down at the plums. " He doesn't look like he likes to share..." She didn't want to tell her that the Waka was the only person she was scared of besides her. Though...with all of this food and talking with Naka...it was hard to be scared of her. She imagined waka again in the parent teacher conference and shook the memory away. That image was just wrong...

And of course yes. It seems you are interested in manga too.

She looked up and nodded. " Yeah, I trace over the drawings a lot. I have a bunch of books and pictures in my fort." She thought of how they were and wondered if the mill broke down again. She hoped her clothes and toys were okay. She took another sip of the tea and avoided the plums by going to what looked like a boiled egg...

" He doesn't look like he likes to share..."

Never judge a book by it's cover, that would be the first thing that would hit the 'young lady yakuza's mind. Who would think little NIN would be able to pull the trigger and make the kill. Still, Tomoe didn't claim a great knowledge about the Waka as she herself as a former member of the patriotic party was new to the yamaguchi-gumi before the merge between the two or rather the former absorbing the other a whole. Every time she thought about these old plans of hers, she was bound to make this slight smile of sarcasm at a side of her lips. To hunt down the yamaguchi-gumi one by one then return a victor to where she was born and to the golden sands of Okinawa. Look now, who she serves? Indeed, life had it's ways with people. For instance, Tomoe didn't really want to be a yakuza to begin wih, Tomoe didn't want to kill but ended up doing so thanks to a foolish okinawan shateigashira who died by hands in his attempt of ultimate control.

Yes, Never judge a book by it's cover. A slight hint of dark malice would spark within her black pearls would be directed at NIN though the albino wouldn't notice. Why throw such innocence away? Little NIN was alone and alone was a monster so if she became alone no more, would she kill again?

" Yeah, I trace over the drawings a lot. I have a bunch of books and pictures in my fort." ah, so she was indeed interested and still do. Darkened black pearl eyes lightened and shined interest in the girl that shared the same interest.

Ha..I actually have a whole room as a storage for all kinds of mangaka and anime. Maybe you should come and take a peak. the Oneesan offered as she started to dig in her breakfast.

NIN nearly choked on her boiled egg. After swallowing and coughing a bit, her red eyes turned nearly pink with excitement. "R-really?" She imagined books that zoomed through the pages, with villains that had funny names and princesses that were actually male. She couldn't wait till she picked up the books and smelled the ink, counting how many side faces there were in the same direction and how they make their hands. She was so into her own mind that she almost picked up a piece of chicken. She made a face and swerved her chopsticks to what looked like boiled spinach. She would rather eat this yucky stuff than munch on an evil chicken. She smiled as she ate the spinach, even though it tasted like squishy metal.

NIN looked back up at the woman. She had been thinking so much that she forgot that she was wearing just a T shirt. " Where did my clothes go? The orange dress and my coat..." She wondered if they threw it away. It was pretty bloody and her shoes...her shoes...her expression turned blank.

The flash of a dead policeman, a dead woman screaming for her life and the man with no head with just a box of band aids in his hand. It was all black and white except for the deep set red. She looked into the mirror and all she could see was a burned skull with red eyes in the sockets, blood of who she killed pouring out of every orifice.

She blinked. She had hit her head on the table and her hands were sweaty. What had happened? Was it the spinach? She picked her head up from the table and rubbed it. Her chopsticks had fallen. She would pick it up later after her head felt better. " That spinach is bad."

OOC: Sorry for the delay.

IC:

Excitement could be read over the young albino's face. So both of them were interested in the same thing which was particularly good and that perhaps would draw the duo more closer as the time passes. Actually maybe she would let NIN live with her probably better than living with the mostly men yakuza. Indeed, females within the yakuza were pretty scarce and strangely enough the shateigashira is a female herself. But digressing on her thoughts, NIN is a very special case of children out, mostly a new breed capable of doing the unexpected. So if Tomoe separated her from the main body of the yamaguchi-gumi and raises the albino in her house, would that solve the matter and save the six years old child from her violent tendencies? that depended on what the albino wanted herself. Maybe NIN decided already on which path to tread.

" Where did my clothes go? The orange dress and my coat..."

Tomoe blinked for a second trying to remember where that was left but that was soon interrupted by the blank look on that younger face between the two. Now, what was that? NIN hit her head over the table sweating after suddenly blinking.

" That spinach is bad."

Was it really the Spinach? Tomoe picked up some Spinach with the chopsticks to taste. Nothing was wrong with it, upon that revelation she decided to check NIN's forehead checking if she had a fever.

Are you fine, NIN?

Villetta entered the kitchen, wearing nothing more than a large shirt, and basketball shorts. She was in her childish form as she entered. Stretching and yawning as if she had just awoken. Her strides lengthened as her body rapidly grew into a teenage form. She reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottled water. She then snatched an odd Styrofoam box filled with her last night endeavors' delight. She shoved it in the microwave and pushed a couple buttons. Hearing the whirring of the microwave oven, she began to feel the throb of the alcohol coming back to haunt her. "Ugh ... J'ai besoin d'arrêter de boire autant." Her native tongue coming out from lack of concentration. It was quite odd to ever hear her true voice. It was sweet and melodic, like a child's lullaby. She had such a tantalizing accent that it strangely arousing, yet calming. Nonetheless, she looked around and saw the new child and Naka not far off. A new recruit? Why hadn't anyone told her? Oh well. Maybe Zephon mentioned it once or twice...but bah. Who listens to a runner anyway?

BEEEEP! BEEEEP BEEEP!

Food was done. She turned and grabbed the box. She opened it and placed her finger onto the steak. Making sure it was heated enough. It was warm, but just barely. Fuck it. She was hungry and it was close enough. She sat it on the counter top and began eating her mashed potatoes and steak. What a night...wait. What did she do? Blank. She couldn't remember. She must have had fun, or murdered countless people. She'd check the news later. She looked down and growned. She had subconsciously created a bone knife and fork. She needed to stop being lazy. She wondered where Maki was? She was beginning to miss his smug face. Her body shrank down to it's normal size, in the midst of thought. She pondered her true connection to him as she chewed on her chewy meat.

NIN rubbed her head after the woman was done checking if she had a fever. It would still take a little time before she was going to get used to these responses the woman would have to her. "I'm okay. That spinach made me see..." She blinked again. What did she see? "...I forgot." Never mind that, she needed to finish the fish. This food shouldn't be wasted. After pushing the spinach to the side of her plate, she ate the cut up fish. As she munched she stared at the woman again. NIN now understood that the woman was her oneesan...but it was still awkward for her to change so quickly. She heard a beep down the hall.

The little girl turned around in her seat to see a woman in a T-shirt and undies. It must be more of the yakuza, speaking of which she forgot to answer the dark woman about the fealty thing. " I could do the fealty thingy...but what does this yakuza do?" The only thing she knew about yakuza is what she read in manga. That they are drug dealers, get paid protection from others and themselves and always get beaten by the main character who never tries.

She finished the fish and washed it down with the tea. She then clapped her hands. "Gosaishimasu?" She garbled her words. She never really learned how to say the words when she finished her food. She remembered. She was going to a mangaka studio. Quickly forgetting the pain in her forehead, she smiled at her somewhat empty plate; waiting for the woman to finish her food too. Though, she still needed to get some clothes. She wondered if she could go to her fort to get some.

Was it the spinach of visions and revelations? Of course, it was not since Tomoe herself ate some of it and nothing did happen and if someone was bound to see visions and the likes, it would be non other than the aerugese vixen, kitsune of the yakuza and the Kyuubi of possessing and everything wicked. But such phenomena naturally doesn't happen unless one is asleep, and what happened to NIN was quite strange. The spinach made her remember something, like a blind girl who saw a faint flicker of light quickly losing it life into nothingness. Simply, NIN couldn't recall what she remembered.

"I could do the fealty thingy...but what does this yakuza do?"

Immediately NIN brought back Tomoe from thoughts to reality. The question was simple and direct. The Yakuza is an organized crime organization with a complex hierarchy the woman in black and white would speak in a business-like tone, the word 'crime' would explain everything to young NIN but before she would analyze more, Tomoe would continue in a caring tone contrary o the former "If you didn't do the oath of fealty, then take your time and think about it. Because when you are in, there is no out" upon finishing her words of advice, she knew that there was an introduction in order for the Shateigashira declared her presence with some strange words spoken.

NIN, this is the Shateigashira. Waka's second in command, Virretta Nerrier Guinevere. Though Tomoe didn't use hands to point, it would be clearly understood by a slight nod. Later on, the mangaka would continue her unfinished breakfast to the last grain of rice then to return each dish to where they were.

"Gochisosama-deshita" Tomoe returned her chopstick back and began preparing herself for the shopping. Indeed, what NIN didn't know yet that her Oneesan lived in Edo, not in kyoto. So, the studio visit would wait until the duo's return. What Tomoe would focus at buying NIN new sets of clothes.

"NIN, this is the Shateigashira." So the girl's name was Nin huh? "Waka's second in command, Virretta Nerrier Guinevere. Virretta? Must be an Aerugo born and raised. They always had terrible pronunciation of the letter L. Then again even in Rouenian the L was often silent. But still it was rather annoying. She merely waved, and tossed the remainder of the steak in the trash. She opened a cabinet and pulled out a weird box, she opened it, and grabbed a handful of doughnut holes. She popped a few into her mouth and moved to look at Nin closer. She looked the little one over. White hair, slender frame, almost fragile in appearance. Body was younger than even Villetta's. Didn't mean she wasn't capable, then again not everyone was the Whimsical Chibi Shinigami. She scratched her nose, and then held the box out for the youngster to grab one. "Doughnut?"

NIN took the doughnut, but didn't eat it. She wondered why a girl only a little older than herself would be the second in command of the Yakuza. It made her wonder if this girl was a lot more dangerous than Naka-nee. NIN compared the lazy looking girl to the mysterious and intimidating woman sitting across from her. No comparison to speak of. It puzzled her to no end, but Waka must either be very stupid or have very powerful friends. She looked back at the girl, " Thank you, Gui...ne...ve...Guin-san." Her tiny voice made it difficult to say the name and shortened it immediately. IF she was here, she must be powerful, since Waka wasn't stupid.

She took all of the people who joined the yakuza. The dark woman drank milk as a child to join the yakuza and Guin lady was young yet so powerful to be second in command. All of this showed a home for the young girl but also screamed danger in her mind. Either way she would be the property of the Yakuza and she might just see how it goes. She might want to be a baker when she grows up instead of a mobster, though she highly doubts it.

She heard the explanation and nodded her head. Indeed there was no way out and she understood that she couldn't possibly burden anyone with taking her life, since she knew that if she wasn't ready she would gladly face death rather than do something that she didn't want to. Just as what happened yester...her head went fuzzy and decided to ignore what she was about to think. As Naka-nee began to get ready she hopped down the from the tall chair and straightened up the large T-shirt she was wearing. What clothes would she get? Would they be black or something else? NIN imagined going to a kids store with Naka-nee, the dark woman sitting in one of those children's waiting chairs and almost blurted out laughing. She paused and thought of the only place where there was clothes besides the store. We could go to my hideout place...it has my stuff there. She thought, then decided not to mention it. She already blurted it out once in the conversation, she didn't want to mention her secret place, or it wouldn't be a secret; Right? "What store are we going to? Is Guin-san coming?"

NIN didn't know of the shateigashira and nothing of her dark deeds. Thanks to that, Tomoe calls lady villeta - without the latter knowing - as lady death for the rouenian redefined dangerous to that of high definition. But that was what the lady in black and white decided on, to say nothing about her to NIN when they were first alone. She didn't speak about people behind their backs, that's one. And she wanted NIN to create her own honest impression about lady death because certainly it was by then, young NIN would choose the path to tread.

The dark woman would chuckle if she knew that NIN wanted to be baker. And she would chuckle even more if the albino was a mobster in the same time killing at night and baking by daylight. Indeed, it would be a bloody bakery but the people wouldn't mind it since the 1st cutie probably would retain this feature in her becoming of age. The albino would be quite the death trap but again Naka-nee knew not about NIN's thoughts.

"What store are we going to? Is Guin-san coming?"

The first question she could answer but the second one she couldn't. There is a nearby mall with all kinds of stores in it. NIN would get her answer or rather a half answer because the other half depended solely on the shateigashira. Of course, she is welcome to. Tomoe told the duo though it was meaningless since the kyodai was in no position to tell her higher up what to do. Still, she was just courteous.

The girl skewered her name, but still she was young so it was a pass. "Call me Nel." Villetta grabbed a doughnut and stuffed her face. She looked between the two of them. Discussing plans to go shopping and dropping the hint that she should join them. She swallowed the doughnut in her mouth and thought about it. Should she go? It would perhaps be a perfect opportunity to pick up some things, but then again she had things to do today. So much research was needed and she didn't have time to dawdles in a shopping complex. She sighed. "I'll have to decline. Nothing against either of you, but I have matters that needed tending too. But..." A man came from the stairs and was carrying a few books as well as a new dress for Villetta. "Lady Villetta, you'll be late for your meetings if you keep at this pace. I brought your record books and a change of clothes, if you hurry a bath has been drawn for you."

Villetta licked her fingers clean. The held out her hand for Aizen. He looked at her, her fingers widened, and so did his eyes as he realized what she wanted. His hand dove into his pocket as he shifted the weight of the books to one hand. He pulled out a small card, and handed it to Villetta. She then turned to Tomoe. She held out the card for her to take. "Buy her some nice stuff with this. The card is not limited, so if she requires an abode get that as well. Consider this a "Welcome to the Family" present." Aizen looked as if he wanted to protest, but he knew better. The amount of money Villetta brought into the Yakuza was quite substantial. She could make back anything they spend with a mission abroad, whether it be high level extortion or assassinating some faction for a foreign government. She grabbed the top book and headed upstairs to take a bath. She knew Tomoe was a decent woman, despite her aura. Twisted mentally, but anyone who joined with the Yakuza could not be a saint anyway. Villetta was actually thinking to replace Aizen with Tomoe, at least in terms of being an assistant. Perhaps they could learn more about each other, at least when not on the battlefield. Villetta was aware of the friendly aura she exuded, but nearly everyone has seen her kill someone. So Villetta had a reputation to be quite ruthless and extremely dangerous. Maybe that's why she has maintained her position for so long, no one would dare try and wrestle power from her. She even heard whispers that she was supposedly plotting to take over the Yakuza entirely, but rumors were just that. Rumors. She would soon disappear from view, and continue on with her Shateigashira duties.

[EXIT THREAD]

NIN saw the exchange of money and that Naka-nee probably wont like it to spend the higher ups money. NIN never knew that there was such thing as limited money sources and so never knew the word unlimited. NIN looked around and bit her lip. Where was her phone?! She had all of her apps on there, not to mention a wire hidden where the V-chip was supposed to be. Good thing the two didn't notice as they were talking. She would tell the dark woman about her own little hobby later.

"Bye Nel..." She said in her happiest voice. When the lady left, she frowned again and turned to her source of sustenance. " What does she do?" NIN knew enough from movies that each Yakuza member had something to bring to the table. Naka-nee brought her cold glare and guns, Waka brought his charismatic ego and jack of all trades and the underlings brought their sheer power.

This was what NIN was thinking. In order to live with the Yakuza, she must know as much as possible so she could feel secure. The more she knew, the more comfortable she was in this place, but that was simply a single factor. The only thing she could possibly hide right now is her high intelligence (which was halfway out of the bag), her physical demeanor to down a cop, (halfway out yet again), her fort near the mill, and her talent in technology.

If she slipped in well in this place then she would want to help them in any technological area possible, and maybe a few acting areas to scout places near parks or schools. Though right now she only felt safe around Naka-nee. What Naka-nee didn't like right now she would feel wary of. So the main question here is: what did the dark woman feel about Nel?

An unlimited credit card and a very polite exchange of words for the purpose of a very elegant farewell. What happened to the shateigashira? Did she have a fever? The last time Tomoe saw her was that eventful day in amestris, that Rouenian went in all espada glory with toughened body and blades of bones everywhere killing her target off most likely like sarah kerrigan herself. Actually not, the last day the lady in black and white met her was that pancakes day that required quite a lot of precious pudding. If Tomoe's memory served her correct, there was this man dead in his rivers of blood hidden under the tarp and the one who passed such harsh judgment and delivered the deadly punishment was none other than the shateigashira herself. The same one all the yakuza spoke of her fierceness in both peace and war and the rumors of her desiring power.

Something was about to happen, something was about to change. The mangaka felt it and so she bowed to her superior "Nel-sama, please take care of yourself" and soon when the waka second in command left them behind, the young albino greeted her Oneesan with a question that Tomoe had no answer for, as she knew naught of the Rouenian activities.

I am just but a knight on a shogi's board. What the silver general do, of that I don't know.. she told NIN as she led the younger towards the elevator in order for them to go the ground level to be begin their quest of limitless possibilities By the way, you may call me Tomoe or Tomo-chan..or whatever you like. she told again the albino after calling the the elevator remembering that she didn't formally introduce herself, so she passed it as an informal hint.

Simply, If NIN wanted to know Tomoe's feelings about her shateigashira, she would have to ask her in another form of question. But an honest answer regarding that is not guaranteed still in the same time, Tomoe is no hypocrite.

NIN hurried into the elevator with Tomoe, holding onto the hem of the shirt as if it was one of her own dresses. This lady talked a lot about what NIN didn't know. About Shogi boards, about symbolism and secret messages in each breath. It was confusing, but she decided she would type Naka's words out later so she wont forget to decipher them. NIN felt the lurch of the elevator and nearly toppled over, as she did so she felt a breeze. Wait- was she wearing any underwear? Her face went red. She didn't want to lift up the shirt and check in the elevator and worst of all-what if the doors open?

NIN gripped her shirt even more, making it wrinkle a bit with the treatment and forced herself to think of other things. "T-Tomoe-nee?" She croaked. She may be able to hack into a security system with no sweat, electrocute a cop, reroute cable cars and split wires in an ATM machine, but nothing beat the stress of having no panties.

As the door opened, NIN thought of another question. " So, what do you think about her? Is she okay?" She used okay as a loose term. The real question was: did she ask the right one?

The young one who was going commando did ask the right question, sorta. The lady in black and white stepped inside the elevator after hearing out NIN's question in addition to noticing an albino blushed face that hinted that something somehow was a mess or half mess. Regardless, nothing is kept hidden from a Kitsune. Once the younger between the two enters the domain of carrying tin, she would receive her answer.

In terms of battle prowess, she is a lot powerful than me. It is definitely wise to be on good terms otherwise you should be prepared to face dire consequences. Make sure not to anger her. Though, I think there would be no troubles between you two in the future.

By then NIN received her answer. Tomoe on the other hand thought of something to be done. So, she stopped the elevator midway using the emergency button then turned around to face the albino.

Is there something wrong, NIN-chan? by that the mangaka meant her showing signs of being shy which was quite a cute emotion that the young one showed. Tomoe face was placid as usual not showing kindness or any evidence of being cynical putting into account the lady's derisively cute tone of voice.

Beware..