Introduction
RyΕ«noichizoku. Clan of the Dragon. There is no one in the city: No. One.: who does not know and fear the name. The strongest family in the area, they command all commerce, legal and criminal. Mystery surrounds them, and all of their members. They are feared and admired in equal measures.
Fukui Ryu. Their aged and respected leader. Nearly fifty years old, his hair turning steel-gray, his eyes wrinkling around the edges, he still fights as though he were thirty years old, and he still rules with an iron fist. His men follow him eagerly, love him.
His daughter did not.
Fukui Ayame. She was spirited, she burned as brightly as her father did when he was her age. For a long time, she was the beloved Princess of the RyΕ«noichizoku. They adored her, and she lorded over them with an arrogant sort of affection that both terrified and enthralled them. She loved her father and knew that, someday, she would replace him at the head of the RyΕ«noichizoku.
Then she met him.
Saigome Masaharu. A police officer, a man who had hunted both of the Fukui leaders of RyΕ«noichizoku for most of his career. He caught herβ¦ but he couldnβt keep her. She was too strong, too determined, her spirit was too free. She escaped from him in body, but his gentle attitude, his determination to bring the Yakuza down and uphold the law, caught hold of her heart and held it fast.
She ran to him.
They met in secret, far from the prying eyes of the rest of the RyΕ«noichizoku. They fell deeply in love. For months they existed that way, in secret, keeping their love from the people they worked with, from their families, from their friends. And then the impossible, the terrible, happened.
Ayame was pregnant.
She couldnβt hide anymore. She told her father what she wanted, and her betrayal pierced him so deeply that to this day he still carries the wound in his heart. She told him that she wanted to leave the RyΕ«noichizoku, to raise her child away from the world of crime and violence. To raise her child in the world of justice.
She abandoned him.
Years passed. For a time, Ayame, Masaharu, and their daughter were happy together. And thenβ¦ Masaharu died. Ayame could not handle the grief, nor the knowledge that it had been the RyΕ«noichizoku who killed Masaharu. The RyΕ«noichizoku, and Ryu, the man she had always told her little daughter had died long before she was born. She lived in a state of stunned grief, her smile a mask, only pretending to be happy for her daughterβs sake. She could never be sure whether the little girl believed it or not, but it didnβt matter in the end. The mask taxed her health.
The little girl was sixteen years old when Ayame finally passed away, too weak to hold on any longer.
Now it must be understood that family ties, bonds of love, can not be broken simply because a daughter tells her father βYou are dead to meβ. A wound in the heart will not stop an old man from loving his daughter, and yearning to love his grandchild. He had kept watch over Ayame, and when she died, he knew it had happened.
He came for her.
He took the girl away from the apartment where she had lived with her mother for so long, away from the little town she knew so well. He took her to the big city, to his sprawling estate. He would raise her himself, with the help of his subordinates. She would be their Princess, safe and sound behind the walls of their mansion. And to make absolutely certain that she was safe⦠Ryu would assign her a bodyguard.
Kiken Raku. The boy they called Ryu no Musuko. Son of the Dragon.
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This roleplay will begin with the moment Ryu walks into the girlβs apartment to meet her. He will take her home to meet Raku, who will from then on play the role of male lead. Both Ryu and Raku will be played by Everscale.
There will be no reservation of characters. I will accept your character sheet, should I approve of it.
taken~ The Granddaughter ~taken
taken~ Kiken Raku ~taken
taken~ Fukui Ryu ~taken
open~ Ryuβs Most Trusted Advisor ~open
open~ Rakuβs Oldest Friend ~open
open~ The Granddaughterβs Best Friend (female) ~open
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A tiny squeek of surprise escaped her as Aroura lept off the bed and perched herself on Aimee's shoudler. A look of affection crossed her face as she looked at the small cat. Aroura had been the runt, so her mother had abandoned her. Aimee raised her, although she never got very big. Aroura grew very protective of Aimee, and hardly let anyone get clsoe to her. With a smile, Aimee stroked the cat's silky black fur as she rubbed her head against Aim's hand softly.
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Raku recognized that feeling, understood it. He had felt it before.
Shaking his head rapidly, he turned his mind from those thoughts. It would do him no good to relive the pain of that night now. If he thought about it, the knife would split his side again, and he would frighten Aimee with his screaming. He couldn't have that, when the Master had so kindly asked him to protect her.
He knelt beside her bed, watching her for a moment. And then he spoke, calling her attention to him for the first time.
"Hime-sama," he whispered to her, bowing her head slightly to her. "You can not hide in here forever."
(Hime-sama means princess, if you didn't know...)
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"I wish I could hide in here. I don't know that world out there." Aimee told him in a slightly worried tone, glancing at the door as if someone was going to jump in at any moment. Everything about Aimee seemed so feeble and breakable. LIke if just the slightest about of pressure was put on her, she might shatter.
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But she was the Princess, and he was her subordinate. Love between the two of them, at least if it were revealed, was the same as his own suicide.
"It can be difficult to understand," Raku agreed quietly, letting his hand fall to hers, squeezing it gently. This girl had known her for a few hours at most, but it didn't matter to him. He had watched her grow up, known her for years. She was his Princess. "But I promise you that they are all just men, in the end. Everyone here is human, and only wants to protect you."
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She glanced away embarrassed as Aurora perched herself on Aimee's lap and seemed to glare at Raku. It was clear there would be no more getting close to her until Aurora was satisfied that Raku wouldn't hurt her Aimee.
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The eyes of a monster.
"It's alright, Hime-sama," he whispered, inclining his head slightly, as though bowing. "I am here to protect you. You may hug me whenever you wish."
And then he rose, with all the grace of a practiced killer; or, as was more likely Aimee's experience, a dancer.
"Are you hungry, Hime-sama?" he asked softly, swinging his tawny hair back over his shoulder. He looked at her as though concerned, questioning, but still nothing translated into his eyes. He held his hand out to her, posture quiet. "The cooks will have prepared something for you, if you like."
(Sorry, a bit short...)
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I could go for some nice breakfast. Are you hungry, too Raku-kun?" She asked with a bright smile. A little part of herself warned her that she was talking too much. She liked this boy, and didn't want to make him uncomfortable. He was very kind, and she coulsn't help but notice he was very handsome. His eyes didn't seem to affect him, she felt at ease next to him. She seemed like she could never find the bas in people- nobody had ever burned her. But she lied to herself in saying that. Her scars were no accident. Sshe just pretended it never happened.
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He turned away from her, dead eyes fixed on the path ahead as he held onto her hand, guiding her to the door and away down the hall.
"No," he whispered in response to her question. "I am not hungry."
It wasn't a lie. It was never a lie. Raku was never hungry. Many people had observed that he seemed oblivious to such human plagues as hunger, thirst, exhaustion. Indeed, he seemed inhuman. He would work, he would fight, until he dropped, fell unconscious for simple lack of caring. It had happened many times: he had come back from a mission and collapsed in the middle of his report because he had not thought to stop and eat or drink or sleep for several days. He didn't take care of himself. He didn't have to. His only duty was to serve this family.
He led Aimee down the hall and around the corner to the kitchen. The cook looked up as he answered, and began rapidly bowing, seeming to forget the soup he had been seasoning.
"Raku-sama!" he cried. "It is a pleasure!"
"Of course," Raku replied in an emotionless voice, gentle smile vanishing completely, leaving his face as empty as his eyes. "Hime-same is hungry."
"I have something right here!" the cook cried, and vanished around a corner of shelves to fetch the rice-cakes he had made for Aimee.
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She gave a bright smile to the cook, and glaced over to Raku as she heard his voice change and his gentle smile fade. Aimee brushed this off, not thinking of it. "So do we have anything important to do today, Raku-kun?" She asked him softly, looking around at the strange place that sh had to get used to.
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The cook came back out with the rice-cakes, but Raku didn't even acknowledge his presence, apart from the little awareness it took to hold his hand out for the place of food. The cook bowed rapidly to the distant man and vanished as quickly as he had come. He did not return.
"Perhaps it might be best if we went to visit the school, Hime-sama?" Raku suggested, holding the plate out to her. "You will need to resume your education soon, after all."
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Alone in her room, she took her time running a brush through her long blonde hair before she was satisfied with her hair falling in gentle waves. Aimee moved a little faster putting on her shoes and brushing her teeth. She left her room and stood on her toes, not seeing Raku.
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