Chapter Text
Yeah, yeah
I live for the chase
They wanna know how I'm living my life on a regular day
Wake up and pop me like two or three pills, man I'm feeling great, yeah
Pick up my phone, I don't even scroll, just throw it away
Get that shit out of my face
Takemichi was far from surprised when indifferent blue orbs landed on the form of Akashi Takeomi.
His smiling countenance never lets up as he remained seated in the comfortable plush couch, Yuzuha and Senju standing dutifully in their positions-the former beside him holding a black suitcase and the latter behind the couch, armed with two katanas and wearing a shoulder holster. Both were completely emotionless to an eerie degree, with Yuzuha refusing to let up with her stern gaze and Senju never letting her older brother out of her sight.
There was an uncomfortable period of silence before the former Bonten executive cleared his throat, bowing to him slightly.
"Thank you for coming all the way here to meet me, Hanagaki-" He couldn't even finish his sentence as Senju abruptly cuts him off.
"-Lower." Takeomi's gaze flickers to her narrowed ones as Senju glared down at him as if he were nothing but dirt under her boots. "You are in the presence of the emperor, pay your respects to our boss who graciously decided to spare you even just a sliver of his time." Her voice lowers, ice running through her very being. "Worm."
Takemichi's smile widens ever so slightly as the eldest Akashi sibling lowered his head even further to greet him. He looks over his shoulder to give a pleased nod to his number two in which Senju bowed deeply too before focusing on the former executive once more.
"It's been quite a while since I last saw a Bonten executive in my territory." The raven haired male starts of pleasantly, yet his eyes were anything but, "Mochizuki had paid quite the price for setting foot in my sectors simply for well, being spotted by my men.....Pray tell, I hope whatever it is that you wish to relay to me is worth the death sentence, Akashi Takeomi."
Mochizuki had been the only Bonten executive the Black Dragons got their hands on, he had been unfortunate enough to be spotted with his wife and kids in one of the smaller establishments that the Black Dragons owned. Thinking that the resort they were staying at was neutral territory, Mochizuki went ahead and ended up being found brutally murdered in an abandoned warehouse, so blatantly tortured to death while the rest of his family went missing and hasn't been found by a single soul ever since.
Obviously, Takemichi had long ordered a hit on any Bonten executive, anyone related to Bonten that sets foot in his territory were automatically on the Black Dragons hit list.
Lover, family, friends. Nothing was off the table if they were to be spotted or identified in any of his territory.
Mochizuki was the first, but certainly not the last Bonten executive that will die in his hands.
Takemichi will not hesitate to end their bloodlines if any of them were unfortunate enough to be seen by him and his men.
"...You've really changed, Hanagaki." Takeomi comments, gaze neutral and unreadable before sighing. "I won't waste anymore of your time then. I'll get to the point, I've left Bonten and-" Pulling out a small case from his suit pocket, it opened to reveal several USBs. "-these devices contains everything that I know and own in Bonten. Information on the other executives, our main channels for drug trades, our main hideouts-everything that comes with my position."
"Aren't you a generous one, or a fool on that matter." Takemichi only tilts his head to the side, an amused smile taking over his relaxed countenance. "Spilling this much of your group's information, what do you ever hope to achieve from making a deal with me?"
Takeomi doesn't avert his gaze from Takemichi's scrutinizing one, only ever holding his head high.
"Time, I want a bit of time with Wakasa, Benkei, and..." His gaze moves to his youngest sibling. "Senju. I don't have much time anyways, I just want to spend my remaining time with them."
Takemichi remained unfazed, even as the temperature of the room dropped from Senju's hostile glare worsening by the second. Yet Senju says nothing, ever the dutiful right hand woman of the Black Dragons' leader, Takemichi will always remain at the forefront of her mind. That doesn't stop her mood from getting worse however, she did have quite the grudge against her siblings.
It would be an understatement to say she wanted them dead.
Senju wanted to personally send her remaining family members to hell.
The raven haired man closes his eyes, as if to mull over the former executive's words. His mind flashed a scene, an unfavorable one-
"Shit! They have a fucking sniper!" Yuzuha cursed as she clutched her bleeding shoulder whilst Senju had pulled Takemichi aside to where the hotel window's couldn't reveal their position to the sniper. "Be careful Boss!"
Senju's eyes were nothing short of murderous as she glared venomously at Takeomi. "You fucking scum, I knew you were a waste of the boss' time!" She had quickly pulled out one of the pistols in her holster and aimed at him. "You good for nothing piece of shit brother!! GO DIE ALREADY,"
"I didn't plan this, I swear Senju! I did not hire any snipers-"
Takemichi only huffed before opening his mouth.
"-Kill him."
Senju doesn't hesitate, pulling the trigger-
"Senju, pull the blinds immediately. We have a sniper on our case." Senju was immediately on her feet and expertly rolling away from him and to the windows, pulling the blinds and completely hiding themselves from the sniper's view.
"Hanagaki? What's wrong-" Takeomi begins to stand but is cut off by Yuzuha point a gun at him with a cold gaze. "What's the meaning of this Hanagaki?!"
"Unless you want to die on the spot, I suggest you remain in your place." The number three of the Black Dragons warned, a no nonsense tone in her voice. "Only our boss can dictate your fate the moment you set foot in our territory."
"I always knew you were a sentimental old fool, hence I expected what you would request for in exchange for the data." Takemichi smoothly stands and smiles pleasantly, taking the suitcase from Yuzuha and placing it on the table, fiddling for the zippers. "That's why, I've decided to be generous and prepare your present ahead of time, Akashi Takeomi."
"You were a first generation member of the Black Dragons, I ought to reward you just a little more than the average crook." Chuckling to himself, Takemichi pulls the zipper and opens the case before turning to face the former Bonten executive. "Well? How do you like it?" the raven haired male's smile darkens as Takeomi's pallor turned pallid in a mere moment.
"Here are your beloved old friends, Takeomi-san."
In the suitcase were the decapitated heads of the Black Dragons former executives, Wakasa and Benkei.
"A good friend of mine had informed me of Wakasa-kun and Benkei-kun's misadventures....I mean, going to meet you in secret and stashing away the Black Dragons' hard earned money to aid themselves and a Bonten runaway to live in secrecy? Goodness me! After all I've done for them and this is how they chose to repay me....tsk, tsk, tsk." Takemichi clicked his tongue before smiling condescendingly at the horrified Takeomi. "So I decided to have them do their last tasks of training new recruits before being sent off to the guillotine. Here they are now too, aren't I so generous that I'm having them meet you one last time?"
The raven haired male laughs, the sound far too pleasant yet insidious.
"You think I didn't know what you three were all up to?" Ocean blue orbs were a freezing hue, unfeeling and unforgiving. "You're pathetic, you old fool. All of you are. Do you even know why I waited this long for you to meet me?" Takemichi smirked as he gestured for Senju to come closer. "Our brilliant Senju here was the one to suggest of this plan of waiting for you to come out....Why don't you tell your poor big brother how this all came to be, Senju? He seems so lost and sad it's quite pitiful to let him die without knowing the truth no?"
Senju only watched her brother grab his hair with a painful grip, her lips lifting up to reveal a sinister grin.
"Take-nii always clung to the past, so I knew he would always slip up and contact Wakasa and Benkei. I knew those two would betray us for old times' sake. Hence why I suggested we wait until we have solid proof that those two were betraying the Black Dragons, and wait long enough for Take-nii to come out on his own and hand over the information....Really, you played right into my hand, stupid fucking brother of mine." The beautiful girl says as her eyes contained demented glee. "We had certain people keep an eye on those two, and once we had enough evidence. I volunteered to execute them."
Senju was full blown laughing now, tears forming in her eyes as she gleefully tramples on her big brother's mental state.
"I was the one who tortured them all night. I didn't let them pass away peacefully too of course. I made sure that they suffered for betraying the Black Dragons, for betraying the Boss who has been nothing but kind to us all." Her grin morphed into a sneer. "I made them bleed and scream for their lives. Dismembered them slowly and painfully until all they knew was beg to be killed already. It was disgusting to see those two piss and defecate themselves, tch, and they call themselves executives? Fucking pathetic, can't even handle a little bit of torture...."
Takemichi raised a hand and Senju immediately quiets down, but the malicious glint in her gaze never diminished.
"And there you have it, Akashi Takeomi. The Black Dragons' final gift to you, two of your precious old friends along with some private time with their one and only executioner, your beloved little sister." He walks away but not before patting one hand on the man's shoulder, chuckling sweetly. "Thank you for the information, I hope you have a great time with my number two. She's a bit....insatiable when it comes to executions, but I'm sure as her big brother you'll man up to the challenge, yes? I hope you savor this one final reunion before your trip to hell."
Patting him one last time, Takemichi pulled away as he waited for Yuzuha to pick up the small case containing the USBs and leaving the room without so as much glancing back as the sound of pleas and blades being pulled out from their sheath echoed.
The door closes behind him, and the leader of the Black Dragons lets out a relieved sigh before walking away with Yuzuha right behind him.
"Should I send men to track down the sniper?"
"No need, they're most likely from Bonten, and as always they just want to gun down my precious executives." Takemichi replies to Yuzuha's inquiry, shaking his head with a nonchalant tone. "Ever so clingy, those insufferable pests."
"We now have vacant seats on two of our executive positions...." Yuzuha dutifully follows her leader as they were safely escorted out of the hotel. "I take it that the official meeting is about to start?"
"Yes, send every executive a notice to come to the main headquarters" A smile graces the beautful leader's face. "It's about time we officially announce those two's presence. They've been nothing but perfect for all these years. I only ever accept the best."
"Understood boss." Bowing deeply, Yuzuha pulls her phone and busied herself with messaging everyone.
Takemichi only comfortably leans back in the luxury seat of the car as they were driven back to his place.
Now, things were kicking up a notch.
He never planned on leaving an executive seat empty for long. Always having backup plans after backup plan.
"I'm sure Naoto and Kazutora are excited to finally claim their rightful seats." He smiled as his eyes vacantly watch the buildings they pass by, mind already far too prepared for the upcoming mayhem that will transpire within the Black Dragons main headquarters.
The hit list was still quite long for his taste, but he'll get to shortening it sooner or later.
No one can or will ever break his empire.
Damn, I'm covered in flames
I don't need a fucking fire suit, bitch I got fire running through my veins
Ever since we made devilish I've been prying open heavens gates, yeah
Once I get in imma burn every bridge, then I'm dipping down the fire escape, yeah
Please stop playing catch up, this is not a race
Please don't call for backup, this is not a game
Put you in the dirt, you throw dirt on my fucking name
Push start, hit reverse, I back up in a wraith
"Failed? That's alright, he was there after all..." An alluring woman in her mid twenties with silky long coral pink hair and a signature mole beside her lovely lips hums with a sweet smile before rapidly pulling a gun from her dress and shooting the failure of a sniper at point blank range right away. Uncaring of the blood splattering all over her dress and some even landing on her beautiful face. "But that doesn't mean you get to live for failing to at least kill the traitor."
The lady, clad in a burgundy bodycon dress, sighs before turning her head to her partner who didn't even bother watching the whole ordeal-deeming the sniper unworthy of his time.
She briefly scans her surroundings, currently in the lounge room of one of the many penthouses they own and surrounded by familiar figures who were all at the top of Bonten's ranks.
A certain scarred man coughs into his fist before announcing.
"With the traitor out of the way, Kokonoi and I are recommending Chifuyu Matsuno and Mitsuya Takashi for the vacant executive position. Leaders, your thoughts?"
Hinata Tachibana only smiles languidly, "Of course, Matsuno has shown nothing but excellence in proving himself to us....Isn't that right? Mikey." Her gaze flickers to her partner, the co leader of Bonten, who sits beside her on the couch staring at the ceiling with boredom so present in his dark gaze. The suit donning male was well built despite being slim, hair a luxurious midnight black tied into a small low ponytail and his eyes ever so pitch black.
Hinata hated anything that didn't resemble her precious sunshine, and Mikey too. So he dyed his hair, grew it and made sure the quality is the same as their precious crybaby hero.
"Kill them if they break the rules." Such was the standard line from him, expecting nothing but competency and loyalty from his executives. He had no affection for any of the executives save for his partner, Bonten's other leader, Hinata Tachibana. Mikey was long passed sanity and only had tunnel vision for a few goals.
Oh Takemitchy, how I wish to wreck you beyond repair.
"Did you hear that Matsuno and Mitsuya? You guys are in!" Hinata laughs as she watches two figures emerge from the shadows, "Everyone, make sure to give our new executives a warm welcome."
Mikey blinked, before standing up and offering a hand to Hinata which she gracefully takes.
"Everyone is here. Let's get this started." WIthout waiting for anyone's reply, his dark eyes scanning each and every executive. "Bonten has stayed in the shadows long enough, it's time we take back what is truly ours. The Black Dragons rule? What a bad joke," Hinata continues for him. "The leader behind that group is nothing but a coward far too holed up with delusions of grandeur, and we are responsible of dragging him from the heavens and make him face reality."
"No empire is infallible to ruin. And The Black Dragons have ruled over Japan for far too long, becoming arrogant and forgetting their place." Her grip on Mikey's hand tightened ever so briefly before eyeing him with an expectant gaze.
Mikey's voice lowers, tone promising a dark fate to their rival gang and its members. Whom were all looking at him with bloodthirsty glint in their gazes, all ready to shed blood and violence to the world.
"Ready yourselves, we're bringing down the emperor to his knees."
I live for the chase
I live for the drugs, I live for the money, I live for the fame
I live in the clouds, I ain't coming down, bitch I'm here to stay
Do your research, we don't ever make mistakes
Look death in the eyes like everyday, I live for the