[April 14] [Gokusen] Happily Ever After
Day/Theme: "hatred draws and aims"
Series: Gokusen
Character/Pairing: Tsuwara Miru
Rating: R
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They were true, the feelings she had for him.
“Do you understand what you have done!”
It was love; pure, unadulterated love.
“You put this kumi on the brink of an all out war with your actions!”
She loved him.
“Can you understand that! Your stupidity almost killed us all!”
He was the love of her life.
“You could have been killed! And Kuroda would have been in the right to take payment with your life!”
He was...everything.
“I have indulged your whims time and time again before! But no more! No more!”
He was the food that sustained her; the blood that ran through her veins, the very breath in her lungs.
“I will not let you put in danger everything I have worked hard to build!”
He was the essential, the very thing that kept her alive and which she could not live without.
“Are you fucking listening, Miru! I will not let you destroy this kumi! Not on some whim of a pathetic little girl!”
Miru looked up and glared at her father. “How dare you!”
His face became more ruddy. His eyes narrowed dangerously. He sneered. “Watch your tone, you little bitch.”
Miru sneered right back. “My love for Shin-sama is not pathetic! It is not a whim either. I love him and he loves me!”
Her father stared at her for a long moment, body tense. Then the tension flowed out of him as he laughed. There was no humor in his laughter; it was low and mean. “Is that what you think?”
“Yes,” she bit out.
“Then you are truly a useless creature,” her father said. He looked at her up and down, and snorted in disgust. “Not worth much. Other than quick fuck, I suppose.”
Miru bristled, even as she paled. “Never. I'll only ever be with my Shin-sama. No other man will have me.”
He leaned in and whispered coldly: “Do you honestly think that Young Master Red Lion would settle for you when he could have the Kuroda-ikka's Oujo? Why settle for a peasant when he could have the princess?”
Miru gritted her teeth, color flushed back into her face as her temper roared back to life. “That wretched four-eyed pig!”
He leaned back and watched her impassively. “I would suggest, Miru, that you give up on this little fantasy of yours.”
Miru glared again, with such cold concentrated hatred, he was almost proud. “Never,” she hissed.
He licked his lips. He glanced across the room for a moment, at the bleeding, broken forms of his men, before he turned back to Miru. “Then I would suggest you keep this in mind, Miru.”
He grabbed Miru by the hand and squeezed until she cried out, and continued to squeeze until she tried to squirm away and there were tears running down her cheeks. “If you put this kumi in danger again, if you pull another stunt like this one, then I will personally kill you. I will break your little neck and throw your body in the woods. I will not hesitate, because you may be my blood, but the Tsuwara-kumi is my life, and I don't take threats to my life lightly.” He shook her roughly, making her cry out again.
“Do you understand?”
“Let go!”
“Do you understand?”
“You're hurting me!”
“I ASKED YOU IF YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND!”
“YES!”
He let go on her arm. She dropped to the floor, her knees folding beneath. She sobbed and grabbed at her arm. Finger-shaped bruises were already blossoming on her arm. She kept her head down, dark curls hiding her face.
She heard her father and his goons walk out of the room, several of them dragging her bodyguards. She waited until she heard the door click shut before she lifted her head. Her face felt puffy, her eyes hot and her bottom lip trembled.
A fierce emotion swirled in her chest, growing so quick and fierce it threatened to rip her apart from the inside out. She curled her hands into fists so tight they shook.
“I understand,” she said, voice quiet and deadly; “that everyone is against us. I understand that we will only be happy when all who oppose our love are dead.
“I will kill you. Each and every one of you. And I and Shin-sama will live happily ever after.
“You'll see.”
