She hasn’t been around in roughly two years and tonight I was re-reading her tales, the published and not published stories and it made me realise that I should continue her chronicles…this is a continuation in the current arc I left Ame at.
She had been quiet on the long flight home from Prague, even in the comfort of Aleksander’s family jet, Ame had not said anything other than the urgency to return home to Tokyo, Japan as soon as possible. Aleksander had called his family and requested their plane and though they finally checked out of their Tower suite in a hurried state, Ame had not opened to Aleksander, her expression far away from the present. Before take-off, Ame had sent an email to her older sister Meiakane of their arrival time in the private tarmac of Haneda International airport. As soon as they landed, two private cars in black were already awaiting their presence, the Hayato symbol embellished on the driver’s door.
Giving her bags to the driver, Ame slipped into the back seat of the first car grabbing her Hello kitty Samsung out of her hot pink Dolls kill purse immediately dialling her sister’s own phone number. Sliding into the passenger seat beside her, Aleksander watched concerned as she quietly talked to Meiakane before ending the call. “Ame…” the Russian began softly reaching out for her, Ame looked up at him, a pained expression on her face “I know you will tell me it is going to be alright, but I can’t think of anything else, not until I see Otou-chan for myself”.
Aleksander nodded grasping onto her hand “I am here though Tsvesti, don’t shut me out” Ame felt the tears well up in her dark eyes as she choked up “It is the only way I can cope with pain all my life” the Russian quickly slid over beside Ame and held her tightly allowing the Yakuza to cry again, letting out all her anxiety flush out. Ame stayed snuggled and silent against Aleksander for the whole trip to the hospital of where her father was admitted.
The black family car pulled up in front of the main wing of the Tokyo Takanawa Hospital and the lovers stepped out of the car. Ame had cleaned her face and re-applied her make-up though Aleksander had said she wouldn’t need a new face when seeing her family. But for Ame it was her mask against the troubles of the world, whether it was in the presence of the media or going out for a kill in the name of her family, wearing make up gave her self confidence that she could achieve anything. Clutching onto her pink novelty purse, Ame inhaled deeply before entering the large white building, Aleksander at her side.
Reaching the main reception desk, Ame quietly asked in her native tongue the whereabouts of her father, a nurse had offered to direct the Yakuza and her partner to him. Trailing behind the nurse, Ame attempted to quell her shaking hands, she knew that her father was in good care, TTH was known for their compassion and skill in mending their patients even those on the other side of the law. It was a safehouse for the Hayato’s and their secrecy was respected by the staff at the hospital. Ame realised she had dazed off and only the assuring squeeze of Aleksander beside her brought the Japanese young woman back to reality. They were standing in front of double doors leading into a private room.
Taking another deep breath, Ame mumbled to Aleksander “Wait here” before she opened one of the single doors and walked inside. Immediately seeing her father, half awake and quietly discussing with Mei, almost made Ame explode and wish to pounce onto her father and embrace him. Mentally noting that perhaps was not wise in the state, Masaru was in Ame recollected her emotions and bowed to both her family members “Konbanwa Otou-san, Onee-chan” she greeted them formally. Meiakane sighed out relieved walking around the bed and embracing her younger sister.
Ame once again used all her willpower to not cry in her older sister’s arms “You made it” Mei sounded relieved before releasing her. Tentatively approaching the Oyabun of their proud family, Ame grasped onto one of her father’s hands. Despite being hooked up to the machines to his left side, Masaru still looked strong while sitting up in the bed. He smiled warmly at her “Okaeri nasai (Welcome home) Ame-chan” his voice however sounded distant but still carried tenderness. Once again the tradition of hiding emotions was recited in Ame’s head but in the privacy of the ward, Ame felt her shoulders crumble and carefully she embraced her father’s shoulder weeping into his hospital gown.
Masaru at first looked bewildered before his face softened and he rubbed the top of his daughter’s head with soothing hushes “I am alright Ame-chan, you do not have to worry about me” “Gomen nasai Otou-san, I should have been here at home rather than gallivanting overseas and making a fool of myself” Ame sobbed quietly in return. “You needed to recover from your own injuries, the break was necessary for you” Masaru understood and gently lifted Ame’s face to look down at him “Our family is strong, we do not need to be in each other’s lives every day to protect the other”.
Ame nodded knowing that though her father had gotten himself injured, there was a reason he was the Oyabun after all these long years. Taking a handkerchief from her purse, Ame idly dabbed at her eyes ensuring to not ruin the eyeliner as her sister noticed the flame hair waiting outside the ward. “Ame….you brought him?” she arched an eyebrow staring at her sister. Ame paused before biting her bottom lip nervously as Masaru looked confused “Him?” the youngest Hayato could have frozen on the spot and though the timing was way off, this was the opportune moment to introduce her Russian to her family and disclose what Agent Huntington had informed her in Prague.
“Ano…hai (yes)” was all Ame managed to stammer out before quickly exiting the room and outside, she had soon come back inside holding the hand of the tall, red hair Russian whose face carried clear composure was quaking inside as he came face to face with the Hinotori and the Hayato Oyabun. “Otou-san, Nee-chan…this is Aleksander Volkov, we met in Prague and his family are known weapons dealers in the underground”. Masaru exchanged a brief look with Meiakane who held back the amused expression. She knew her siste was inwardly panicking at introducing the foreign lover to their father, now it was up to him if he approved or not.
Sitting upright in his bed with assistance from Mei, Masaru addressed Aleksander with an intense stare, the tall young man worried he was gonna collapse under the weight of his gaze. Nodding twice, Masaru finally spoke “We have heard of you Volkovs, your family has been in the business as long as we have been” Ame allowed her shoulders to slowly relax watching her father continue “What is your interest in my daughter Volkov-san?” Aleksander cleared his throat before speaking up, hoping that his own accent would not be difficult for Masaru to understand him.
“Ame is my everything Mr. Hayato, we originally met on the familiar ground of her older sister, the Hinotori” with that, Aleksander respectively gestured to Meiakane “Killed off my family’s own enemy back home in our country, Oleysa Zima” memories of the fight in New York City was brought back to both sisters and realisation dawned on Meiakane. The Russian Mafia who had hunted Ame into the United States from China. Masaru had realised too “It seems we have made an ally in you Volkov-san, now on your other agenda on wishing to have my daughter’s heart” casting Ame a look, noting she looked nervous and it almost made the Oyabun chuckle “I approve, as long as you can keep up with her”.
The youngest Hayato relaxed completely and she bounced in her strappy heels “Otou-chan, he definitely can!” she chirped happily before calming herself down and averting her eyes from the amused expression of her father. Meiakane cleared her throat “What is the other news that you gave me a slight hint in the email before you landed?” Ame’s face became sombre as she exhaled slowly before announcing “The American CIA require our help”.