A little drama for the Yato
Hana snapped back into reality but could not hide the bitterness that she bore towards her stepmother. Her father, a wealthy underground business man, had brought home another woman from one of his bars and this time wanted to remarry.
“Hana meet Hinowa” He said in his usual strict tone.
The parlour grew silent as she sunk into her seat, it was tiring having to live with her father’s brazenness, and it was high time she called it quits.
“I’m moving out.”
Hinowa was silent throughout the meeting but her concerns gleam brightly in her eyes. On the other hand, Housen wasn’t pleased but glared back at his daughter.
“No you will not.” He said “Besides were moving to Yoshiwara today.”
“Stop ruining my life!!!” She yelled back “Don’t you dare!”
His patience was wearing thin he did not want to hurt her although he was used to hitting women from his business. “It’s been decided”
“I never agreed to anything.”
“I will be retiring soon, you will be starting college a few years from now, I want to settle down and marry, you have a new baby brother, I’ll be worry free with you marrying off to Kamui, you’ll be taking over the business and I’ll---“
“STOP THIS INSTANCE!” Hana screamed as she ran away closing off her ears with her hands. ‘I don’t want to, I am not like you!’
When she found her room empty, Hana stood there grinding her teeth and turned to see her father resting victoriously on the doorway.
“I will never leave this place.” She said acidly
“There is nothing left for us both in this mansion.”
“This? This is my mother’s mansion!”
“Hmph! I bought this house and land now I will sell it to the Amanto’s”
“I hate you!”
Without another word he slapped the girl, “That is enough Hana, you will come with us to Yoshiwara and you will accept Hinowa as your new mother. Be grateful.”
Meanwhile back in Yoshiwara inside the main home of the yato group were four members idly playing poker and gossiping while waiting for the leader to return.
“Eh so he hid have a daughter after all?” spoke one of the guys playing poker
“Yep” Abuto replied as he laid down some cards.
“What she look like?” asked another guy
“Dunno but that old geezer’ll be bringin her today” Abuto said, “He says she’ll be our new boss soon”
“Getting older does changes a man right, Abuto?”
He shrugged his shoulder as he took out another card from the table and in that exact same moment two other yato members were sent flying through the door and down on their poker table.
“KAMUI?!” yelled Abuto pissed off.
A descendant of the mercenary Umibouzo and the disciple of Housen himself appeared to have broken into another brawl with the other members. His distinctive bright vermillion red hair and cerulean blue eyes stands out from the others, the girls complemented him as a bright sunset but to the rest he was a blood thirsty bastard.
“I was bored” He said with a smile, pointing a finger to the two lifeless members “and they started it.”
“What the? Help me clean this up before that geezer comes back.” He said starting to pick up the dead bodies. “Oy, any one here who barely made it better fix yourself up and clean up this mess.”
“…Weak…”
“What?”
“Everyone is so weak here. I didn’t join up with a bunch of retards and disabled.”
“Speak for yourself before you came here this place still had their limbs together”
“You mad?”
Abuto sigh hopelessly muttering vulgarities underneath his breath, he didn’t mind the younger guy’s insatiable thirst for blood and war but what peeves him was he had the task to wipe both his ass and the geezer’s after every single damn day. He didn’t like it but someone had to do it.
“They better double my pay check this month.” He said as they both headed down to the garbage, dumping almost everything and anything that is useless and dead.
