Thread: American Yakuza (vampire07)

It was a long hot day outside in Tokyo. A simple day. A deathly day. A simply deathly day... thing. We now bring you, the story of a foreigner trapped in a... foreign country... and his quest to win over the girl of his dreams. A tale of lust, greed, corruption... cue the theme song from the Sopranos. Along an empty street, a single limo was driving towards a certain destination. Inside was the infamous Yakuza business man, Kazuma Kiryu. He was feared by many and controller not only the police, but half the stores in Shibuya. At the driver's seat was... Jake Duvalk. The American born loser. His story is a tragic one... kinda. It was his dream vacation to go to Japan. And finally he was able to get it. Oh how joyful it was for him! Spending his lunches at maid cafes, visiting Toho studios and even going to see the large Gundam statue that was made for it's 30th anniversary. However... He couldn't afford a ticked back home. And thus he has been living in a small apartment doing odd jobs to support his treck back home. But god damn those gundams! Their so addictive! No he isn't the usual overweight American fatass who sits at home and whacks it to hentai of pokemon characters. Though he's pretty damn close. He was actually standing at 5'7 with a slim tanned body. Simple green skins and shoulder length brown hair that was usually tied into a pony tail. His usual apparrel was a simple T-shirt of punk bands he liked or video games, along with shorts and his worn out nikes. How he got involved with the Yakuza is anyone's guess but now he was driving Kazuma to meet his new wife. Dude no way! Oh my cthulhu! Dude their playing David Hasselhoff's songs! Awesome! Jake grinned and turned up the stereo to full blast much to Kazuma's chagrin. As the song played in the limo, Kazuma began to write down something. Though Jake didn't catch what it was. Though he didn't notice the other car pulling up... nor did he notice the gun barrels. Right as the guns fired, Jake began to sing. DO YOU REALLY WANNA HURT ME?! DO YOU REALLY WANNA MAKE ME CRY?! PRECIOUS KISSES, WORDS THAT BURN ME! LOVERS NEVER ASK YOU WHY! COME ON KAZUMA SING WITH ME! DO YOU REALLY WANNA HURT ME?! DO YOU REALLY WANNA MAKE ME CRY!! Soon the limo made it to the rendezvous point, a wedding temple. With a smile, Jake turned off the limo and walked over. Hey... what's with the... Ho shit... Mr. Kiryu? Jake opened the door and saw the dead Danna dead with several gunshot wounds HOLY SHIT THIS IS IRONIC AS HELL! Jake began to panic a bit and started hollering for help HELP! SOMEONE HELP! WE GOT A DEAD GUY ON BOARD! I REPEAT A DEAD GUY ON BOARD! Soon two muscular guys came out of the temple and tackeled Jake.as another inspected the damage. He soon found the note and looked at the other two guys. After a quick discussion they threw Jake a japanese wedding outfit saying Lucky day white boy. You're rich and married. Get your ass inside! They dragged Jake into the temple and into the main ceremony room where over a hundred people were gathered for the wedding. We have an announcement! Kazuma Kiryu is dead! One ofthe men announced and shoved Jake onto the floor infront of him And for some reason he wanted this skinny ass white guy to take over for him. Several murmurs echoed across the room. An american, in charge of not one but two Yakuza clans? they dragged Jake towards the altar and sat him down. Where's the geisha? She'll be here, she's getting ready. Um... can't we eat first? Jake sighed feeling extremely hungry And this yukata itches... Shut it. The man growled punching Jake's back Just stay quiet alright?