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[4 Sept] [Viewfinder/Tokyo Crazy Paradise] [Off Trajectory 4/?]
Title: Off Trajectory 4/?
Day/Theme: 4 Sept/ Your life is leaning downhill
Series: Viewfinder/Tokyo Crazy Paradise
Pairing: Asami Ryuichi/Takaba Akihito, Tsukasa/Ryuji
Notes/warnings: Timelines for both series have been viciously tweaked to create the scenario I have in mind.
He was awakened by his phone a few hours later. Groaning, he sat up, noting from the sunshine flooding through the window that it was probably past ten in the morning. "Yeah?" he said into his phone, before belatedly realising that it was probably not Asami. "I mean, hello?"
"Why do you want to know about Sandaime and Kuryugumi?" the person on the other end of the phone asked.
"Oyaji!" Takaba exclaimed as he identified the voice. Munakata Ichiro was an ex-cop who had become a private investigator in Tokyo because, as he told Takaba, taking pictures of cheating husbands and wives appealed to his hentai side. Takaba had worked with him during one of his summer vacations when he was still in university. He was only a few years older than Takaba, but he was far more cynical and street smart than anyone his age had a right to be. "How are your parents?" Takaba asked out of habit, remembering the few times he had been invited to Ichiro's house and met his parents.
Munakata's father had been in the police force. Even retired, Munakata Kai was a big, tall man with a scar across his face and was the most intimidating person Takaba had met up to that time. Munakata's mother, by contrast, was small and petite, but with a sharp temper.
"Hey, punk, I'm asking the questions here," Munakata said, though Takaba heard the affection in his voice. "Why do you want to know about the Kuryugumi?"
Takaba answered, "So it is a Kuryugumi matter?"
There was a huff of laughter. "Of course it is," Munakata said, "and don't try to trap me into telling you stuff. If you didn't know even that, then you need to relearn how to do basic research."
"I saw the news last night," Takaba said. It wasn't a full answer but he needed to know more first. "Why a bomb? Wouldn't a bomb draw too much attention?" Yakuza infighting was often characterized by firefights and accidentally-on-purpose gas explosions or manufactured traffic accidents that led to property damage, which gave plausible deniability. The homemade bomb had not done as much damage as a military-grade one might, but it was still a bomb.
"Someone trying to make a statement, from the looks of it."
"But why-" Takaba started to ask, then stopped. "Who?" It was an axiom, especially for yakuza-related matters, that once you knew the who, you would know the why.
"You haven't answered my question, punk. This is a gokudo matter. It doesn't have anything to do with you."
"Um." Takaba gripped his phone more tightly, his heart beating faster. Munakata had said 'gokudo' rather than 'yakuza'. For most people, there wasn't a big difference, but Takaba's instinct told him that in this instance, it was significant. "I was curious, that's all."
There was a loud snort of disbelief. "Yeah, right. I wasn't born yesterday. Listen to me, punk. There're plenty of people involved in this matter already and like I said, it's not your matter. You should sit tight and keep out of it."
"But-"
"Look me up next time you're free, we'll have a drink. Oh, wait, you can't hold your liquor! Hahaha!" With that, he cut the line.
Takaba looked down at his phone. "Stupid oyaji," he said without heat. He had been counting on Munakata, who for reasons unknown to Takaba seemed to have an almost supernatural ability to smell when a case related to the yakuza.
He tried his other contacts for the rest of the day even as he went about his usual assignments, but there were few leads. Takaba also realised, as his Asami-flavoured flunkies shadowed him, that neither Kirishima nor Suoh had accompanied Asami on his trip. Kirishima, when Takaba tried to question him, had only said that Asami had an urgent matter outside Tokyo and refused to say anything further. Could it be that they did not know why Asami had involved himself in this matter? For that matter, did they even know that Asami was involved?
/TBC
Day/Theme: 4 Sept/ Your life is leaning downhill
Series: Viewfinder/Tokyo Crazy Paradise
Pairing: Asami Ryuichi/Takaba Akihito, Tsukasa/Ryuji
Notes/warnings: Timelines for both series have been viciously tweaked to create the scenario I have in mind.
He was awakened by his phone a few hours later. Groaning, he sat up, noting from the sunshine flooding through the window that it was probably past ten in the morning. "Yeah?" he said into his phone, before belatedly realising that it was probably not Asami. "I mean, hello?"
"Why do you want to know about Sandaime and Kuryugumi?" the person on the other end of the phone asked.
"Oyaji!" Takaba exclaimed as he identified the voice. Munakata Ichiro was an ex-cop who had become a private investigator in Tokyo because, as he told Takaba, taking pictures of cheating husbands and wives appealed to his hentai side. Takaba had worked with him during one of his summer vacations when he was still in university. He was only a few years older than Takaba, but he was far more cynical and street smart than anyone his age had a right to be. "How are your parents?" Takaba asked out of habit, remembering the few times he had been invited to Ichiro's house and met his parents.
Munakata's father had been in the police force. Even retired, Munakata Kai was a big, tall man with a scar across his face and was the most intimidating person Takaba had met up to that time. Munakata's mother, by contrast, was small and petite, but with a sharp temper.
"Hey, punk, I'm asking the questions here," Munakata said, though Takaba heard the affection in his voice. "Why do you want to know about the Kuryugumi?"
Takaba answered, "So it is a Kuryugumi matter?"
There was a huff of laughter. "Of course it is," Munakata said, "and don't try to trap me into telling you stuff. If you didn't know even that, then you need to relearn how to do basic research."
"I saw the news last night," Takaba said. It wasn't a full answer but he needed to know more first. "Why a bomb? Wouldn't a bomb draw too much attention?" Yakuza infighting was often characterized by firefights and accidentally-on-purpose gas explosions or manufactured traffic accidents that led to property damage, which gave plausible deniability. The homemade bomb had not done as much damage as a military-grade one might, but it was still a bomb.
"Someone trying to make a statement, from the looks of it."
"But why-" Takaba started to ask, then stopped. "Who?" It was an axiom, especially for yakuza-related matters, that once you knew the who, you would know the why.
"You haven't answered my question, punk. This is a gokudo matter. It doesn't have anything to do with you."
"Um." Takaba gripped his phone more tightly, his heart beating faster. Munakata had said 'gokudo' rather than 'yakuza'. For most people, there wasn't a big difference, but Takaba's instinct told him that in this instance, it was significant. "I was curious, that's all."
There was a loud snort of disbelief. "Yeah, right. I wasn't born yesterday. Listen to me, punk. There're plenty of people involved in this matter already and like I said, it's not your matter. You should sit tight and keep out of it."
"But-"
"Look me up next time you're free, we'll have a drink. Oh, wait, you can't hold your liquor! Hahaha!" With that, he cut the line.
Takaba looked down at his phone. "Stupid oyaji," he said without heat. He had been counting on Munakata, who for reasons unknown to Takaba seemed to have an almost supernatural ability to smell when a case related to the yakuza.
He tried his other contacts for the rest of the day even as he went about his usual assignments, but there were few leads. Takaba also realised, as his Asami-flavoured flunkies shadowed him, that neither Kirishima nor Suoh had accompanied Asami on his trip. Kirishima, when Takaba tried to question him, had only said that Asami had an urgent matter outside Tokyo and refused to say anything further. Could it be that they did not know why Asami had involved himself in this matter? For that matter, did they even know that Asami was involved?
/TBC