So,basically it’s a story about a mafia gang member whom every one adored and of course respected.She was,what you call a
beauty with a brain and if time comes each fortnight turned into a beast(sorry that was a bit cliché)….her motto”if for
you death is scary then I don’t mind,because the job we are doing doesn’t guarantee our lives,but until you are working under
me you mustn’t be scared of living".
She was the type who, even if she didn’t want to, .. stood out and even the reason she was
in mafia was laughable but in that world you could say it was scary or more like a landmine…a poison with no antidote…
she was revered even by the gang leader…but he was unable to control her…she was given her own group,own loyal members,
and ofcourse the respect she earned…..her reason to join “I don’t have anyone..and there was nothing that i wanted to do and
ofcourse as a matter of fact I get to crush people like insect…it’s interesting..isn’t it?”,was what she said…when asked by the gang leader
to new recruits..According to members who were there that day this”made the leader sweat”…they said that she had a playful aura... but her eyes were cold
it was nothing like what they had seen until then….those were the words of mafia members who have made a living out of killing
….long story short she had already lost her heart….
She was asked to take a boy under her,his family got killed by mafia,his desire to kill everyone and destroy everything and ofcourse
with his skills he was not a brat who could only talk trash unable to do anything ,he was the incarnation of a GOD OF DEATH and having
eyes similar to ‘her’ enticed the gang leader,he appointed him to her.When they met,she saw coldness,she didn’t like it…she asked him
“What are you living for”…he said “to kill”…”change it.I don’t like it nor do I accept it”,she commanded.”I don’t give a shit
about–“he was retorting but next thing he knew ..he was on ground hand-locked face against ground..a perfect roundhouse kick
and that too to his face…he didn’t dodged rather he couldn’t.
No matter what men are always stronger than women ,even if they were taught by the same teacher ,with the same background..... and that was because from
old times we were taught or rather we accepted it like a matter of fact
that MEN ARE STRONG…..she had never liked it..nor did she like how he was speaking and treating his life-like
trash..it really ticked her off and before she knew it she had attacked her….”you should atleast give a shit to what I think you know
I am your boss so…make it such that your life only belong to me…I can do what I like with it and you don’t get to decide….
do you get it Mr.Waitng-for-death-on-a-gold-platter”…”let me go you bitc-“he tried to push her…he thought he could but he
couldn’t ..he knew he was strong..stronger than anyone......,he proved it by annihilating the best assassin in the gang and in his case it was not just about
beating that assassin physically,he excelled mentally(and of course sexual ahem! I mean with his out-of-a-fashion-magazine sexy looks..)
he was the best or that was what he thought until then.... but she was strong..stronger than anyone,stronger than him…for the first time he thought
of a girl or rather a person being scary…the eyes he saw were colder more than his but not dead,unlike his…it cleared his mind..He was now a member
of gang with a boss wearing the coat of death itself…for the first time he wanted to live..he wanted to beg for his life..
when he learned he was being assigned to a group of men with a woman at top that too someone who was by a day younger than him
he actually thought it was a joke,he heard that her group got most dangerous jobs to handle so he accepted…but that must be because,he thought,
of the members who were basically top members of the group ie. before the girl joined and were forced to join her group because the leader asked them to.
He was told by one of her group members, one of the top batters, that he had joined because it was fun...even though their leader was younger and a newbie to boot..she was really professional...she never asked for the immpossible...she knew everythinhg about her fellow members and improvised her strategies during battle according to it..... and she wouldn’t let her member die easily..... and ofcourse because
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her motto had saved him, when he thought it was pathetic for a gang member to be scared of anything even if it was death itself…she gave him a live wire, a hope to live..
This new recruit,still in the ground, took it as a joke,he actually thought of life as nothing and death to be just something normal he will have to face someday and if anything at all
he didn’t want to continue his life ....he was only living because he promised his mother he will..before she was killed.
But after actually meeting her he immediately sensed that she was the real deal..though may not be as strong as him(an egoistic,through and through{sigh})..But as for
what the members thought, if he was a death ripper then she was an archangel who descended on this mundane earth because she was bored..and could destroy everything
if she felt like it..
When he fell on ground he felt something from the hands pinning him down,he knew women had firm,strong(ofcourse,since nothing will come to this world without them)
and soft(physically and literally)but hers were different.. they were strong as they were supposed be but were hard,’she must have worked a lot,’was the sentence
that floated inside his brain.... but they were actually strong..strong enough to make you feel protected and they were warm,that was the warmth of a living being.
If left alone he would have liked to stay like that for some more time(I think that he is a bit of a masochist but also the type who care about their outward appearance)
…but or rather so the situation being like that”I am sorry…I actually am so please let go of me,’mam”he said with a stoic(trying to look cool..)face.
“Boss”…he got his reply.
“Wha-“”I don’t like it i.e. you calling me ‘mam & i.e. call me Boss because it makes me seem cool,OK!”she let him go while making the sign OK with one hand
and with the other gesturing him to take it to stand up …’she has lost it’,he thought…
and trying to hide his embarrassment”Yes,Boss”,he replied(his face >///< {moe},heart <3)while taking her hand to stand…she smiled..
and that was the unusual start of a regular love story…
“If you have nothing to live for”Protect Me”{they were not the eyes of someone who thought,’I can live without anyone’ those were the eyes of someone
who knew loneliness and didn’t like it ...so much so that she put her sealed heart in a Boroncarbide-diamond cage out in the open[Ironic isn’t it]}.
“make it your goal,destiny and reason to live”..she ordered him…..
For him those words were probably everything,he thought…..Even if he didn’t want to admit it he must have been searching for someone,someone who would give him a reason
to live….”Please..please don’t live me alone mama…papa…please”,he remembered that day….he wanted someone,anyone…he
didn’t wanted to be left alone anymore….he was scared,scared of living alone…..he fell in love with those words…
he fell in love with her…he fell in love once again…..’sorry,mama..papa I know am being selfish but wait for me for some more.. because this time I definitely want to
and will protect her,’and for the little boy inside him whose time had stopped, that day, again began to move…he stepped out and she was waiting for him….it was 1342.
The clock again began to move….once again it was the beginning and journey to an end
They died protecting each other hand on hand and the watch she got from him broke the moment they fell…it was 13:42.
The end of their love story………….
AFTERWORD…….
Thnx for reading….
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Shhh!!!Between you and me do you want to know what happened?
And who was able to kill these two…supe- no mysterio- no ah!I got it
want to know who killed these two monsters…or are they actually not dead….or did they die after having tons of sons and grandsons….
WAIT FOR ME,ne?!
By the way about everything written in parenthesis () you are more than welcome to ignore it,it was just me fantasizing nothing more nothing less..
####If you don’t know what ‘moe’ and ‘heart’ means then sorry but PLEASE SEARCH FOR IT BEFORE READING MY NEXT WORK…..
Thank You For Reading…..
ATSUKI JOOU