雨流儀: London Arc



Before Ame went to Miami for a family mission and finding love along the way, before she retrieved the golden lion ring from the Triads, the youngest daughter of Masaru Hayato was studying in London at 21 years old shortly after her first marriage ended when she completed senior high school in the United States.

The particular sets I have published today are when she goes to Paris;
Paris shopping by lucilxlu featuring crossbody purses
Bonjour Paris: After infiltrating the London underground and becoming friends with Bennett of the Joyce family syndicate while studying at the University of foreign affairs. Ame spends the weekend away in Paris after hearing about high end fashion in the City of Lights. While in Paris, Ame is very designer, wearing Moschino, Jimmy choo and a Saint Laurent, she even brings one of her own home brands Koko and Yosuke from Japan in the form of her faux fur shawl. Ame has also bought a Godiva shake while enjoying her shopping.

Lourve Visit by lucilxlu featuring eiffel tower wall art
Lourve Visit: Ame recieves word from Bennett back in London that a thief has snuck into the famous Lourve in hopes to steal one of their precious artworks, wanting to see the tourist attraction herself as well as gain a strong reputation while visiting Paris, Ame pursues the amateur thief into the Lourve. Not making herself too obvious to the security, Ame just sticks to her throwing knives that are gartered and kept hidden under her pink checkered skirt. Her statement piece in this LOTD are her Dolce and Gabanna gold shoes.

Sweet travels by lucilxlu featuring mens leather bags
Sweet Travels: After stopping the Lourve thief, Ame returns to London with her earnings plus her spending on clothing and sweets. She is a massive sweet tooth and loves the macarons from the bakeries in Paris. She doesn’t just have one particular suitcase, she has various others including this pink hard cover. Of course during her travels around the world, she carries a small selection of weaponry including her katana and shuriken.

雨滴: Miami {Promo}

Before Ame rescued the family heirloom from the Triads, a much younger Hayato was in Miami. This is the promo of her post college years.

The Italian Mafia. The Japanese Yakuza.
 
From Milan, Italy- Jacen Osvaldo. From Tokyo, Japan- Ame Hayato
 
He is strengthening the family business in the Land of the Free, she has an enemy target
Precautionary measures 
An unexpected meeting during a fight of blood lust and cunning tactics

In the City of Heat, Miami

雨流儀: The Traveller



I been quiet lately when it comes to posting Ame’s wardrobe so I am reblogging the recent collection of LOTD I have made for her <3. Everyone who has read Ame’s chronicles know how much she travels the world whether for work or pleasure and she does it with style.

Below are the three selected outfits for this week;
Toronto sights by lucilxlu featuring pink leather sandals
Toronto Sights: My latest LOTD that I made on Polyvore literally yesterday and it started from the fluffy Gucci bolero (Ame does have expensive taste as we all know) and the need to use the picture of “I just really like thigh highs”. When Ame goes on her travels she goes to all the typical places that are either full of gangs or high end fashion, Toronto in Canada is an amazing place and would be a place where she would not make a statement unless it is through this outfit.

San Francisco by lucilxlu featuring chinese chopsticks
San Francisco: Last time I did an outfit for Ame that featured this city was during her ‘Chinatown’ lunch break, this is no different with food being added as fill in but also her favourite snack of miso soup and dumplings. This LOTD I was going for chic yet also making a statement at who she was, it is also very expensive with the Judith Leiber couture purse that is $7,935… My favourite piece of this outfit is definitely the crochet skirt by Chicwish and though I haven’t placed it in any arc yet, it might be in the future.

Dragon rider by lucilxlu featuring cat-eye glasses
Dragon Rider: I am addicted to the Dragon: Races to the edge show that is on Netflix (I’m already on Season 3) and I adore Toothless, so this outfit is not part of Ame’s chronicles but a fantasy side if she was a modern dragon rider. Keeping to her trademark of pink and black and the setting is in the Peaks district of England. My favourite accessory are the badges on the Ralph Lauren skirt and the Betsey Johnson necklace.

雨流儀: Staying cute



Returning to pink and black outfits and none of these are part of Ame’s story arcs featured in her chronicles. These were all made recently on Polyvore when I had a random creative spike. The three outfits were inspired by places I have seen and wish to go there myself or wanting to have certain actors and actresses to be part of my chronicles dream cast.

Below are the three selected outfits for this week;
Valentines Day by lucilxlu featuring high heel sandals
Valentines Day: Made on the 14th February, I was in a mush mood and was also in the middle of writing up the future stories for the Osvaldo Arc, this particular V-day is when Ame is back with her Italian mafia Jacen and they have gone to Paris for a weekend away. The above LOTD isn’t so much a dinner date but it could be during the day when Ame is out shopping at her favourite designer stores. She is subtlely armed in this look wearing her usual garter knives. My favourite accessory is the Gucci embroidered clutch.

Senpai by lucilxlu featuring a wine flask
Senpai in NYC: Ame stayed in New York city when she was hiding from the Russian Mafia Oleysa Zima, but has returned to the Big Apple on multiple occasions, she even has a permanent apartment in Park avenue. One of her connections through the London syndicate is a professor at New York university and rumour is that she is a crazy scientist. If in New York City, Ame will visit the professor to catch up as well as get any details on her latest creations. This LOTD is fun, feminine and eccentric, my favourite pieces is the egg purse and egg hair pins.

Streets by lucilxlu featuring set of makeup brushes
Rose Streets: I have shared so many outfits of Ame back home in the streets of Tokyo that I am certain everyone who follows her stories and fashion know what her looks are. Much more casual in the presence of friendships though still designer like her older sister Meiakane. Ame while in her home country always goes all out when it comes to her attire, she blends in with the Shinjuku and Harajuku crowds especially at night when the shops are open until late. My favourite accessories on this LOTD is the Kate Spade ‘Hello Tokyo’ cat bag and the badges/pins on her skirt.

雨滴: Urgent Call

Warning: Starts off NSFW 18+ then rating goes back to normal, just letting you know all in advanced 😛

Two pillows hurtled across the bedroom crashing into the dark wooden drawers and almost toppling over the vase filled with pretty carnations, a delighted cry followed by heavy kissing mixed in with the sound of blankets falling to the ground. It had been three days since Ame and Aleksander had met CIA agent Julian Huntington at Prague castle as well as accept his proposal. Returning home, they stayed indoors pondering and formulating a plan on how to retrieve the plates as well as when to inform Ame’s older sister Meiakane that the American government needed her help too.

When their plans reached no real fruition, and was replaced by frustration the lovers took it out on each other in their usual way- rough sex.

This was their third round for the day after another failed plan and both were getting more violent with each other and it only aroused them further. Already Aleksander’s back bore previous nail marks, his shoulders and chest hickeys and smudged lipstick. His face covered in erratic lip marks and his bottom lip had a small cut from being bitten hard, his flaming red hair looking like a bird nest from being pulled repetitively. Ame’s appearance was no better her breasts covered in bites and bruises, her backside showing red hand marks and fingernail imprints, her inner thighs, neck and shoulders covered in hickeys and more nail prints on her hips and calves.

“Who’s a bad slut, who is?!” Aleksander growled against Ame’s lips, his hands smacking her ass cheeks again, squeezing around her body and keeping her locked against his chest. Restrained tightly against his body, Ame wrapped her legs around Aleksander’s waist pushing her feet into her backside encouraging him to go faster inside her “I…I…I am!!” she cried out, their bodies bucking violently on the large bed. Aleksander pushed Ame onto her knees and entered her from behind, hunching over her body, the frame of the bed threatening to buckle under the pressure of being used too often in a single day.

Holding him tight over her, Ame grinded herself back against Aleksander’s groin, he groaned out in her ear and shoved three of his fingers into her mouth. Ame pursed her lips and sucked savagely, the loud slapping of his thighs hitting her backside echoing in the Tower suite. It was quite fortunate that in between their screams and dirty shouting that they even heard Ame’s laptop downstairs turn on from its hibernation and the Skype screen popped open with an incoming call.

Ame screamed with ecstasy as she felt Aleksander pulled at her hair, pounding her womanhood raw, she then heard the familiar ringing noise “Anata…anata…Alek!” she grabbed his waist making the Russian pause in his thrusts “Is that my…” Ame trailed off as Aleksander listened too “Someone is calling you Tsvesti” realisation clearing out his lust driven mind. He quickly pulled out of Ame who rolled off the bed grabbing the closest item of clothing off the railing and almost tripped running down the wooden stairs.

Wearing Aleksander’s business shirt, Ame hastily buttoned three buttons and sat down in her chair, wincing feeling her bruised and beaten backside “Damn it Alek…” she hissed softly running a hand through her messy hair and checking to see who was calling her. “Nee-chan?” Ame blinked surprised seeing Meiakane’s profile picture in the centre of the screen. No longer caring if she was decent or not for her older sister, Ame answered the call. Why on Earth was Mei calling her at 3am, Tokyo time.

A wide awake Meiakane still dressed in corporate suit appeared in the screen, she was in their family home, inside their father’s study to be precise with all the lights on behind her. What concerned Ame was that she had blood stains on her expensive attire and looked incredibly worried “Ame I know I probably interrupted your bedroom time but this is very important” Mei seemed to know already what Ame had been doing prior to her answering the call and it made Ame slightly blush and lower her eyes. “Mei-Mei what is it? Why are you home? Where is Otou-san?” Ame raised her head, her voice urgent and now getting higher in pitch.

Meiakane lowered her eyes, it was the first time Ame had seen that look cross her older sister’s features. Fear. “He’s…he’s in hospital” Ame froze in her chair staring wordlessly at the screen that held her sister’s image “Ame…Ame! He was attacked just after he had gone to bed, Yumi paged me and I came here as soon as I could. I was worried I was too late but he is in critical condition. Minata has taken him to JHA and my clan are scouring our household for evidence of the attacker. I need you here, you must come home!” Ame snapped back to reality hearing Mei shout, nodding numbly she promised to return to Japan as soon as possible though her voice was shaking uncontrollably.

Ame was still staring at her laptop screen even after Mei had ended their quick call. Her father was in hospital? Her daddy was in a critical state? Someone tried to kill her remaining parent?! Ame’s hands clenched into fists as she let out a pained scream and shoved everything off her desk in anger. She slipped off her chair and balled up on the carpet, howling loudly as her fists connected with the wooden floor hard. Ame did not hear the concerned shouts of Aleksander, she did not feel herself being lifted off the floor or pulled into the warm lap of her Russian, her mind was blurred as she cried loudly.

雨滴: C.I.A Confrontation

I’m sorry! I know a certain Mei was waiting to see what was going to happen next after Alek and Ame fled the masque ball 😛 Here it is!

Dropping his overcoat over Ame’s shoulders and grabbing her fur shawl, Aleksander took his bewildered blossom out of the Spanish hall heading towards the castle’s southern gardens. He could not forget Ame’s changed mood when she returned from the bathroom and the quiet whisper in his ear. So, Julian Huntington had found them, Aleksander partially blamed their public affairs, of course it would spread outside the Czech Republic and eventually reach wherever the American spy was waiting for Ame to pop back onto the grid. Tugging on Ame’s hand they stepped out into the night, Ame running quicker to catch up with Aleksander’s lengthy strides “Where are we going anata? We can’t escape him on foot” she asked quietly “Our driver will meet us at the gate, we can hopefully outrun the CIA by then” Aleksander was already paging the limousine driver, they could have luck on their side tonight.

There was a loud thud and the CIA agent landed in front of them, his own mask completely gone and his grinning face staring at both. “You know, you two should keep on the down low when it comes to fornicating in public” Julian remarked to them dryly and shaking his head amused. Standing in front of Ame, Aleksander snarled “What’s it to you what we do cowboy!” “Cool down Ruski, I’m not here for you, though your name is on our watch list” Julian’s manner was cool and collected and it was mentally driving Ame nuts.

Grabbing one of her throwing stars off her choker, Ame threw it at Julian quickly over Aleksander’s shoulder. Julian’s pale blue eyes widened in shock and he quickly ducked, the butterfly shaped weapon hitting the tree trunk behind him. “Feisty Ame, is this how you greet an old acquaintance” he mocked her and it made her blood boil. Stepping out from behind Aleksander, Ame ripped off the other throwing star and twirled it in her left hand “We met once in New York City spy, why are you stalking me?!”


Julian pretended to look hurt “I am not stalking you Ms Hayato, I merely found you. Social network of today and your name is a hashtag that is easily searched by my government” Ame bit down a snort, her name was now a hash tag online? She wondered what it was; #SlutAme #Hayatoshame #Cantkeepherlegsshut? Those names and taunts she remembered all too good back in high school from her peers now she just laughed at them all. Aleksander scoffed and balled his fists “If you want to take her in, try and come through me” Julian now laughed casually and shook his head raising his hands in surrender “Aleksander Volkov your reputation with firearms is as famous as your ability to fight with your fists. As trained as I am, I believe you will best me. No, I am not here to either kill or arrest your precious Yakuza, I am here to offer you both a proposition”.

Ame stopped twirling her throwing star and stared at Julian in shock, Aleksander frowned even more and did not release his fighting stance. Julian sighed as his shoulders slumped and turned his full attention upon Ame “I have been following you, observing your skill and have to agree with my government that you are suited for this task. Also, call it coincidence that you are bedding another person of great skill who can aid us”. Ame folded her arms keeping a hold on her weapon just in case Julian was leading them both on. “Why do you need us for and why would we help the American government?”

Julian’s grin returned “The same reason of why your family assists the Japanese government every now and then. Personal rewards and I think both your families would love what we have to offer you” Aleksander now eased his stance but stayed in front of Ame. Seeing their relaxed posture, it encouraged Julian to continue “The U.S government require both your help to retrieve money plates for us. There are 3 plates in total and were taken by the Mexican Cartel. There is one for Japan, one for Russia and one for the United States. I believe both the Japanese and Russian plates are of some importance to your home countries”.

The mention of the plates now had both Ame and Aleksander’s attention, Ame heard rumours about money plates that were lost to the Japanese government. If she could retrieve it, not only more honour to the Hayato’s but they could fetch a high price from their own government or even better use it for their own needs. For Aleksander, the Russian money plate was of historical importance that included his family the Volkovs, his Uncle would be pleased if he returned it to their home land.

Julian saw their change in attitude and his smile widened “Do we have a deal? And don’t forget I need your older sister’s resources especially if you are to succeed in this mission” Ame pouted and stuck her nose in the air “You read of our success here in Prague surely we can take on the Cartel”. Julian chuckled “I forgot to mention, the Cartel also enlisted the help of the Triads and the Zima family, so I will require the assistance of your sister, the Hinotori as well”.

雨滴: Lovers Dance

This was a favourite chapter to write during the Prague arc 😀

The orchestra soon began playing the instrumental version of one of the latest tracks on the radio as dessert and coffee were served, many couples pulled by the seductive music got up from their tables and took to the large dance floor. Ame was on her own, Elena Loredana had finally relieved the Yakuza of her questions and was happily chatting to a pair of women at another table.

Aleksander had been pulled aside by a couple of business men and politicians who were hoping to strike up a contract with the Volkov family. Swaying in her seat, Ame watched the couples dance, a wistful smile on her face, she knew the song all too well, the original was on her phone’s playlist. “We are dancing” she heard Aleksander’s voice whisper in her left ear, grinning wide she stood up in her seat taking his hand watching her Russian undo his cravat loosely his suit jacket already discarded on his chair.

Ame held her breath and bit her bottom lip, staring at Aleksander’s back as she was led to the floor of dancing couples. All eyes were on them but all Ame could do was stare up at her lover who spun her around on her heels and pulled her close. Their eyes remained locked as Aleksander led Ame around the floor, their noses touching and Ame breathing heavily at the intense stare Aleksander was giving her.

She was spun around again and this time dipped backwards, she let go of his shoulders and let her arm fall back only to grasp on the back of his hair as she was pulled back up and moved around in a circle again. Ame kept Aleksander close, a dreamy gaze fixed on her face, the other couples still dancing but most of them watching the lovers. The paparazzi edging closer while keeping an eye on the security guards as if expecting the pair to suddenly do something scandalous for the headlines.

Ame almost squealed as she was suddenly picked up and raised above Aleksander’s head, she was spun around in the air and she let out a giggle as she clung around his neck staring down at him only to be dropped gently on her feet and given a deep kiss as the song finished. The tempo of the orchestra changed again to normal waltz but Ame and Aleksander stayed in the centre of the dance floor, lips still locked. They broke apart but held each other tightly, Ame catching her breath and staring up at Aleksander in wonder “The Russian…can dance” Aleksander gave her his lopsided grin “If I have rhythm in killing and fucking you of course I can dance!” he led her off the dance floor and back to their table.

Elena Loredana quickly re-joined them sitting down next to Ame and fanning herself “Everyone was staring at you, even the other couples on the floor, you are synced wonderfully together for such a short time” Aleksander quirked an eyebrow towards Ame who laughed quietly before regarding Elena “Mrs Loredana thank you, we had a lot of practice” clearly suggesting a sexual innuendo in his answer made the Diplomat’s wife blush a light red and Ame’s quiet laugh turn into a louder one.

Leaving Aleksander and Elena to converse, Ame quietly excused herself to the bathroom to freshen up. She returned to the Spanish Hall only to see one of the suited gentlemen lift his mask and smile mysteriously at her. Ame froze on the spot immediately recognising him. The CIA had found her!

雨流儀: Hello Darkness



Revealing three more Ame outfits from Polyvore and once again returning to her monotone theme that she sometimes has going on when she goes out whether for official or every day attire. Ame is not always bright and colourful as I have said before in the first all black outfit post. Sometimes even a dash of black is good in seperating colour.

The below LOTD are from various arcs, though one I haven’t placed in a story as of yet;
Meeting the syndicate by lucilxlu featuring home wall decor
Meeting the Syndicate: London Arc, after Ame meets Bennett Joyce from the Joyce syndicate at university and later inviting him to lunch with Will Richardson from the Richardson family. Both young men invite her to meet the rest of the London underground and in that gathering, Ame makes herself known. Presenting herself to a foreign group of fellow gangsters, Ame dresses up for the occasion while also keeping it cute and chic. Her theme is roses.

Milan Couture by lucilxlu featuring pink shoes
Milan Couture: Osvaldo Arc; one of my favourite LOTD that I have created for Ame and my favourite fancy dress look, this occurs after Ame is introduced to Jacen’s parents Fiorenzo and Catarina and they go to the city centre to attend a ball for all the Mafia families within their region. No weapons are allowed at the function but Ame keeps it discreet with her shuriken underneath. The dress is by Balensi a French designer, her embellished sandals are by Dolce & Gabanna, so is her purse and her lipstick and perfume are by Christian Louboutin.

Parisian by lucilxlu featuring quote posters
Parisian: This LOTD is not part of any of my arcs as of yet, I was pondering either it would go in front of the Osvaldo arc and after Cartel or place it earlier during the London college years. Regardless this is a chic and ‘casual’ outfit that Ame would wear while in Paris, the City of lights has become one of her favourite places to stay in since her studying years and she usually frequents then if wanting to get pure couture fashion from the boutiques here. Rather than a katana, Ame has her Chiappa gun and two throwing knives. My favourite pieces are both the Sushi phone cover and the single earring, HyunA is known for wearing statement earrings.

雨滴: Golden Castle

The masque story continues with Alek and Ame arrive at Prague Castle 

The lights danced across the heavily fortified walls surrounding Prague castle and it was enough distraction for both Aleksander and Ame to look at, the proximity of their bodies daring the lovers to remove their glamourous attire and have a quick romp in the backseat. The change of scenery and realization they had reached their destination quickly quenched their inner fire. Pulling up in front of the main entrance, the driver got out and hurried to the side of the limousine, Ame put on her wiry, black mask it was encrusted with tiny diamonds at the top framing her eyebrows.

Aleksander’s mask mimicked that of the Phantom of the opera completely covering half of his face, but the designs etched into the white plastic resembled that of a Japanese samurai. It was an acknowledgement to Ame’s family and it made the Yakuza very pleased of her Russian. The door opened and Aleksander stood out first, reaching a hand into the car and pulling Ame out. A slender leg slipped out first and she stood up, adjusting her fur shawl around her shoulders. Looping her hand through Aleksander’s arm, they smiled at each other and entered the castle.

They were to enter the Spanish Hall from the side and were also to be announced by the Herald at the double doors. Ame stared in awe at the sparkling chandeliers and golden decor, the many mirror panels making the ballroom look larger than what it already was. “Ms Ame Hayato and Mr Aleksander Volkov” the Herald yelled loudly into the chamber. They had decided there was no need to hide, their enemies were too afraid or not bold enough to approach and kill the Underground couple.

Entering the ballroom, the lovers held their head high as the chatter increased and attention was focused on them. Ame bit down an amused laugh as her and Aleksander were almost swamped by the paparazzi who peppered them with questions about their previous month of publicly lewd behaviour, Aleksander took control and answered them all with ease as the media was quickly pulled away by the security guards and the couple was gestured to their dinner table.

They were seated at the same table as a Romanian diplomat of foreign affairs and his wife as well as a business man in the local stock market alongside his current partner. The diplomat’s wife who had read up about Ame Hayato was eager to ask the Japanese woman various questions and Ame was happy to entertain her as their dinner was served by the catering staff. The orchestra played light music as the guests ate their three-course meal until they were full. Sitting at another table, a man with a full Venetian mask watched Ame from afar.

雨滴: Masque

A night of dancing and grandeur awaits the infamous couple in Prague

Looping her two butterfly throwing stars into a makeshift choker around her neck, Ame twirled around in the full-length mirror of the Tower suite’s master bedroom. Wearing an elegant but sheer number by Oscar De la Renta in black, Ame swept her hair over one shoulder and pinned it down with a cherry blossom golden clip. It was the night of the masque ball and surprising enough, she and Aleksander had been invited to attend.

It seemed their infamous presence in Prague had also increased media sales on the rich and famous, the very personalities that enjoyed having all this attention on their collective and greedily included the dangerous couple in all their public events. Ame did not seem to mind, they were on top of their missions and there was still no sight of CIA Julian Huntington III, she was still on guard but she could have fun while she had the time.

Standing next to her and fixing his satin white cravat, Aleksander was completely focused on his appearance, dressed in a three-piece tuxedo. Ame stared up at him and licked her lips grinning, the bedroom and bathroom on the second floor a complete mess from their usual carnal urges finished twenty minutes ago, this time it was Aleksander who suggested they cease if they were to ever reach Prague castle on time.

Aleksander felt Ame’s hungry stare and smirked slightly turning to face her and gesturing to his undone cravat, Ame took a tentative step forward reaching up to tie his cravat for him, her fingers gracing his skin and she paused. “Tsvesti…” Aleksander warned her teasingly, Ame snapped out of her trance and poked her tongue out “I won’t do anything!” and quickly placed the Volkov family badge in the centre of his cravat. Taking a step back, Ame inspected her handiwork and nodded with approval “Done anata”.

Throwing on his overcoat, Aleksander grabbed Ame’s black faux fur shawl and wrapped it around her bare shoulders tenderly, leaning down and kissing across her shoulders “You look stunning” Ame leaned into him and hugged his waist tightly, her henna tattooed hands crawling under his layers of clothing. Aleksander rested his chin on top of her head and held Ame tightly before suddenly grabbing her right hand and attaching a Tiffany bracelet around her wrist. Two single charms hanging from the metal and on close inspection, Ame saw the Volkov shield and a stitched heart.

Staring wordlessly at it, Ame’s lips parted in surprise, she was wearing Aleksander’s family on her bracelet, what did it mean. She looked up into his hazel eyes, seeing them unsure and soft “You’re my life and I hope you accept this gift” Aleksander said quietly, Ame’s face changed to complete tenderness and reaching up on her tiptoes she yanked Aleksander’s lips down to her own. It was her answer and it was enough for him.

Entering the limousine together, Ame felt the other guest’s eyes upon them and she hid the mischievous smile she heard the gossip going through both the employers of the Augustine and the other wealthy couples staying in-house but she did not care. Her hand being held by Aleksander’s; her smile grew wider. She had him and they were going to a fancy masquerade with the richest families in Prague. That was enough for Ame to contend with and any gossip merely boosted her ego.

雨流儀: Pink on Black



I got another pink/black collection to be shared from Ame Hayato’s wardrobe on Polyvore for you all 😛 In between her black outfits for stealth and her red attire when feeling a bit frisky and ready to tackle her lover at that time, Ame is usually in hot pink and wearing various black skirts. This collection is no different, but the accessories vary as always.

Check below for the pair of outfits from various arcs in her chronicles;
Fashionista by lucilxlu featuring Moschino
Fashionista: A huge spending spree in her home city, not relevant to any arc in her story but could be one of her outfits when she travels to the Ginza and Shibuya districts for late night dinner and shopping with her girlfriends. As always, Ame would be making a statement in her pink and black tied to eccentric accessories. I love the Christian louboutin metallic nail polish and the Betsey Johnson stereo bag. Of course she would have garter knives (just in case) and a black Visa card 😛

Milan moment by lucilxlu featuring gold jewelry
Milan Moment: This outfit occurs during the Osvaldo arc when Ame is in the city of Milan and gone sight seeing as well as shopping in the designer stores. She becomes like the locals and rides her own scooter around the city to check out what it has to offer and of course it is pink. She also has tasted their food, again with the sweets Ame discovers a weakness for the Italian cannoli and orders a box to take with her to the Excelsior hotel Gallia.

雨滴: Agent Pursuit

Ame doesn’t exactly hide herself from enemies and she is found by her chasing American spy

Scanning through the files on his laptop inside his Washington DC apartment, C.I.A agent Julian Huntington III typed all the information he could find that was available of Ame Hayato. Ever since her fight with the Russian mafia Oleysa Zima, she had been off the grid and despite all his connections across the globe Julian could not find her. He had returned home to the capital frustrated and determined to start a fresh slate and stayed locked up inside his apartment, completely focused on finding the elusive, youngest Hayato.

An email notification soon appeared in the corner of his screen, it had been sent from his head office the subject read ‘We found her’ and it was all Julian needed. He quickly opened the email and saw a link of a Prague newspaper simply attached. Clicking it open, the headline was in Czech but the picture on the front said it all. It was Ame Hayato half dressed, mid laughter and clutching onto an equally half dressed man with flaming red hair. They were pictured inside the dressing room of one of the luxurious designer boutiques in the city of Prague.

Julian frowned as he eyed the tall red hair man, he knew that face from somewhere but he could not remember who he was. Switching tabs momentarily on his laptop, the agent brought up the C.I.A’s most wanted list. Quickly browsing the list, Julian paused catching sight of the fiery hair and clicked open the profile. The lover of the youngest Hayato was none other than Aleksander Volkov, a member of Russia’s biggest weapon dealing family and someone that the secret agents kept watch on. It seemed that the dealer and the Yakuza were aligned. It also meant for Julian, his search was over.

Grabbing his phone off the desk, Julian stood up and punched in a number “Boss I found Ame Hayato…yeah I need a ticket to Prague”.

雨流儀: Fuschia Fusion



There are various shades of the colour pink and Ame will wear all of them as much as she likes changing her hair colour. Recently I have been adding fuschia to the outfits on Polyvore to break up the same repetitive pattern of hot pink with denim or all black attire.

I am posting the three LOTD that feature fuschia;

Girly Frills: In her home city of Tokyo, Ame goes all out usually with her outfits and it usually means otherworldly accessories and random add-ons to the clothing. This look is no different, she favours unique heels or thigh-high leather boots and her pink katana is usually sheathed on her upper back. She also has a collection of different badges from various stores and pins them in her denim skirt. Her lipstick is usually Christian Louboutin’s lip lacquer.


L.A Cruising: Ame loves travelling to the City of Angels and not just because her former Dominant Jacen used to live there and she visited him often. She loves going shopping in Rodeo Drive and Melrose Avenue but has her lunch in Little Tokyo because it gives the familiarity of home. Normally in shorts or mini skirts, this particular outfit is giving out more class but still reflecting her eccentric taste in food accessories.


Hunting in Hong Kong: Post Cartel arc, the youngest Yakuza flies to Hong Kong to find answers of her target who fled Mexico when she was there with her older sister. Not wearing her trademark red lipstick and merely going with pink gloss, the steampunk goggles are also more an accessory than of any real technical use. She is armed up bringing two katanas and shuriken while hunting in the streets.

雨滴: High Octane

Alek and Ame go on one of her family’s mission outside Prague

A month later, a red Lamborghini Aventador SV LP750-4 sped along the slender motorways of the Czech Republic having left Prague in the morning and on route to the city of Pilsen. Wearing a black harness bandeau and a waist-length leather skirt with snake embroidery that covered her garters, Ame Hayato locked a magazine into the desert eagle. She had upgraded from her usual pistol and was given the new firearm from none other than her lover Aleksander Volkov, Russian weaponry dealer and firearm extraordinaire.

Ever since their hook up at the Death Club, the infamous couple had been inseparable, literally. They had sex every day anywhere and everywhere, whether public or inside the Tower suite and it did not seem to be dying down any time soon. In between their frisky coitus, they had been planning their own missions along with those sent by Ame’s family. She had kept in touch with her father on each strategy and gushed to her older sister Meiakane about her new man; Mei had merely brushed it off and remarked that her imouto was unbelievable and that she should not make a public fool of herself.

Unfortunately, Ame and Aleksander had already done so, getting caught having sex in a dressing room in one of the high-end boutique stores. Their pictures had danced across the tabloids for a couple of days followed by mysterious deaths of drug lords and corrupt politicians. These deaths were all but marks on the Hayato spreadsheet and Aleksander’s own clearing for his Volkov family.

Lifting her skirt up higher, Ame pushed the Desert eagle into her nylon thigh and resumed to load Aleksander’s own Mp7. A pale hand brushed against her thigh and squeezed her flesh it made her own smile wide as she turned to her Russian, though his eyes were focused on the road, his hazel eyes twinkled behind his dark sunglasses. “How long until Pilsen anata?” she muttered hearing a click from the firearm and shoving it down beside her seat, the hand continued to grope her thigh “With this bad boy’s engine, fifteen minutes” Aleksander answered as he took a sharp left, the sleek car responding immediately.

Ame leaned back into the passenger seat, grabbing Aleksander’s fiddling hand and placing it on her womanhood “Not long…” she said softly, he grinned and grabbed her folds massaging them eagerly “Safe to say, your appetite has truly returned Tsvesti” Ame laughed loudly only to quieten down and breathe unevenly staring at Aleksander wordlessly as her breathing turned into languorous panting. Aleksander smirked as he rubbed between her thighs, hearing her change of breath “Remember Tsvesti, focus…” and quickly removed his hand as easily as he had plunged in.

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Quietly turning a corner in the old house, Ame inhaled slowly, in front of her Aleksander gestured her to follow and quickly ran down the stairs and into the basement. The youngest Hayato heard gun fire erupting and quickly ran down the stairs too, diving behind one of the large vending machines, she caught sight of a flash of red only to see Aleksander firing with his Mp7, anticipation and maddening joy contorted into his face.

Seeing one of the lackey’s creep upon her lover, Ame frowned grabbing one of her kunai sheathed in her other garter and threw it at the man’s head, he grunted and collapsed to the floor behind Aleksander with a sickening thud. Aleksander whirled around to see the dead body and quirked an eyebrow up at the Yakuza, Ame shrugged her shoulders and blew a kiss before disappearing into the shadows.

With the bodyguards of Dalimil Havel occupied with shooting Aleksander in the corner, they failed to notice the lithe Hayato creep up behind them. Quickly unsheathing her Hello kitty katana, a soft twang echoing as her favourite weapon was freed. Nimbly stepping forward to the nearest bodyguard she jabbed her katana into the centre of his chest and wretched it free, he cried out and let go of his gun, it still fired as blood spurted out of the wound staining Ame’s black ankle-cuff platforms, thank goodness it wasn’t the Louboutin’s.

The remaining bodyguards now realising someone else was not just in front of them but behind them whirled around blindly only to get direct head shots from Aleksander, Ame ducked in between two of the bodyguards and swung her katana with both her hands slicing open both men’s stomachs, more blood poured out of their deep wounds as they collapsed screaming. It was chaos and amidst the enemy falling dead and shooting his firearm, Aleksander caught sight of his ‘Blossom’ slicing and puncturing the bodyguards in the centre of the group, a wild smile lighting up her face.

Stepping over her reckless carnage with her skirt shredded and calves spattered with the blood of the dead, Ame bent over and cleaned her katana on the shirt of one of the bodyguards. Waiting for her by the staircase, Aleksander rested his Mp7 across his shoulders, he still remembered the first time he had released the Yakuza upon his family’s enemies, it was frightening, inspiring and arousing all at once and yet with her crazy killing sprees, Ame still came out unscathed.

Ame caught Aleksander staring at her and tilted her head giving him an impish smile “What?” snapping back to reality, Aleksander’s lopsided smile appeared as he pulled her close and kissed her soundly “You stayed focus Tsvesti” he merely said and they walked up the stairs. At the top, Ame’s smile widened “Pilsen is said to have the best beer in the Czech Republic, let’s go get a bottle and experience it ourselves”.

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She had said it was a pit stop before re-entering Prague but Aleksander had not expected them parking in Beroun with his driver door open and Ame riding him quickly. Her skirt now gone but harness staying on cupping his face and kissing him intensely. It was late at night and luckily none of the locals were about to catch sight of the couple fornicating in the flashy Lamborghini. Frisky, little Ame couldn’t have waited until they returned to the Augustine? Those damn beers!

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