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Blades & Roses

Blood. Blood was dripping from my forehead. Panting, I tried to catch my breath. For a minute, I was tempted to look back and see if the Japanese Yakuza was chasing after me. I muttered a curse, trudging through the quiet street, making sure to hide in the shadows, avoiding all streetlights. Stupid Japanese Mafia Boss and his claim to rule the mafia world. But I will never let him. Not after killing my entire family. Thinking about them, a brief flashback of my father screaming for me to flee before a bullet passed through his head, instantly ending his life, appeared in my line of vision. I clenched my hands into fists, sadness and fury burning inside me. I will make sure that the Japanese Mafia will pay for what they did. I will avenge my father. My family. From this day forward, they have declared war. And war they shall have. *** Cover Image from Google

shrEk2o3 · Urbain
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Smaller world

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Of course, normalcy only lasted for approximately five minutes, and then I had to hide my face. 

A man in a kimono suddenly approaches Shiro out of the blue as we weave our way around people. 

With the fireworks done, I see no reason for us to stay out in the open.

Aside from thinking that maybe Takahashi's men are loitering and would recognize me in an instant, I was feeling the exhaustion of the day, my body wanting to crawl into bed and sleep the night away.

On top of that, I think I have already said too much. The next thing after this would be the tears, and that's something I wish to avoid.

I won't deny it, though. Shiro is easy to talk with. Plus, I feel like he and I are on the same page, like he's my long-lost brother or something.

Though I couldn't fully trust him yet, there's something about him which I find comfortable.