Thread: Dark World Dealings (Yuna & Malin's 1x1)

Nina Thompson Normally, warm water always helped Nina calm down. But today, it seemed to fuel her rage on. This was a god-awful joke, right?! Yet the barely existing sting upon her cheek reminded Nina this was real. Very much so in fact. Her father truly had come in and just said she was going to be wed. Her head bowed slightly as despair began to overwhelm her. Why? Why was this happening? Was she not thought about anymore? This wasn't much better than being tossed into a pit with vipers or den of lions. So why in the hell was her father arranging for this? Tears of frustration began to form, slowly beginning to fall as her fist impacted the wall. It definitely hurt but not nearly as much as the sensation of feeling as if she were betrayed by her own father. Why .. ?? she murmured weakly, her body trembling. A part of her couldn't help but wonder if her mom was here, would she stop this? Be able to talk her father out of this? Probably. She had been the yin to his yang, his much better half. In fact, her name was chosen completely by her mother. Even before the demise of her mom, Lucia Thompson had managed to negotiate with Hitsuki that Nina keep the American surname as opposed to the Japanese one. At this rate though, it almost seemed better for her father. The Takeda name wouldn't ever truly be 'lost'. Son of a bitch. Did they plan this?! The very thought made a knot form in her stomach. Each time it clenched, Nina let out infuriated growls and winces. Her head shook in disbelief. She didn't want to believe her mom had voluntarily helped plan this out. But the nagging sensation continued to haunt her. This can't be ... no .... Another pained punch met the wall followed by a frustrated and incredibly desperate scream. Hitsuki sighed, his head shaking from side to side. Fuck sakes ... he murmured, groaning lightly. Clearly, Nina was going to need some ... assistance in this new role. That was fine. In truth, he'd been ready to resort to the next step. This did not mean, however, that he liked it. Producing his cell phone, he hit the Japanese symbol for five and got one of his right-hand men on the other line. Shinjiro? Yeah, I need you. Consider this the favor you owe me. Make sure she goes to Osaka. Mhm, that's it. Keep her held, bound, whatever. But she's not getting outta this. Once she's in Osaka, you can come back when the transport is far enough away from her. Yeah, I know Kyoto and Osaka are practically neighbors. But it'd be stupid of her to try to run back here. She's smart enough, she'll realize why. Mhm ... fine. That'll suffice for an amount. We got a deal then? Good. Ja ne. A deep exhale left Hitsuki's lips as he hung up. Even with how calmly he'd made the negotiation, there was still a part of him that truly hated all of this. Even if Nina wouldn't begin to believe him, he actually disliked it even more than herself. The next parts - one of them at least - would be revealed to her when she arrived. Until she got wed, Nina would be more like a servant than a fiance. More than that, she wasn't being wed as a ceasefire. That was true, but only partly. This was also to increase the influence of the Takeda family. However, Hitsuki had taken great care and precautions to ensure that only Katsu's father knew of this. Otherwise, everyone else, especially those whom might be from other families, were kept in the dark. Twenty minutes later, the shower was heard shutting off and slowly, Nina stepped out with a towel around her, concealing her breasts and other intimate areas. When she arrived in her room, the first thing she noticed were her bags already packed and ready to go. The second was Shinjiro patiently waiting, leaning against a wall. Get dressed, Nina-hime. You're going once you get decent. And please ... don't try to run like a baka, hm? .... Fuck you. she growled, slowly moving inside and beginning to go through her drawers. .... Do you have to be there? Can you honestly say you'll be smart about this? When no answer was given, Shinjiro shrugged, sighing softly. I thought as much. So .. yes. On a serious note ... and you didn't hear this from me ... but none of us like this. So why the fuck is this happening?! I don't understand! Your father has already explained it, hasn't he? Rest assured though, this ... was a very last-resort tactic. As much as it pained Shinjiro to even go through with the orders, he was no fool. Hitsuki would have his head, literally, if he'd refused. Besides, he'd been close with Nina since she was a child. It seemed fitting and a true honor that Hitsuki had trusted him among anyone else to do this for him. Nina glared over at Shinjiro for a bit, letting an irked Tch .. pass her lips before she slipped into a pair of jeans and tank top, a silk set of dark blue bra and panties underneath each. Her eyes looked into Shinjiro's, almost pleadingly, before down to her bags. Please don't .... The look she soon got, however, suggested that Shinjiro was as serious as her father. Her desperation increased along with her pulse as she tried to think. Was there really no way out of this? Nina-hime, don't be stupid. Grab them and let's go. Onegai .. don't make me do anything besides escort you. This is hard enough for me as it is. Don't make it worse.