Gritting his teeth not to show any pain despite a knife being dragged along his collarbone, leaving a stinging, painful ribbon of spilling red, Suketsune wasn't going to give up any soon. “So you gunna talk or do I get to have some fun?” the male voice asked, and he just growled at him. "Like f**king hell I am!" His grey eyes narrowed, defiantly staring at him. This sort of street rats was so deep underneath him that even with a knife at his throat, he still showed his disdain to them without even trying to hide it. They were just useless garbage, street trash! Why bother with them?!<br/><br/>“Your Empress doesn't care about you. She doesn't care that you are here, with your very life in danger. She simply doesn't care. Your loyalty to her is foolish, just tell us what we wish to know. It will be far less…painful. But where would the fun in that be? Is she worth losing your life for? A woman that doesn't give a damn about you? I doubt she is. But you well…" This time, it was the woman, a far colder voice, that spoke up. He looked away from her, and didn't flinch even as she kicked him into the stomach, just shutting his eyes tightly and gritting his teeth, more blood flowing through his clenched teeth. He rolled over, coughing some of it out. A puddle of red formed on the ground.<br/><br/>"You don't know shit. You're outcasts that don't deserve her mercy and care! Only people like you could think up such bullshit as you just said!" he, shaking, but with a voice as firm as it just gets with a mouth full of one's own blood. "She cares... She's worth going to hell for! It's because you have no loyalty to her that you ended up like this, like outcasts!"<br/><br/>The man with banknotes on his sunglasses, till then standing in the back of the room and listening to everything the hostage said, just shook his head. "Only an upper-class idiot, brainwashed by Her Assholedness' propaganda could conjure up shit like you, little f**ker, just said." he cackled darkly. "Now speak."<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>"Hirashike, can you take me to the shopping center in South Aoikawa, I promised Taki to meet up with her in there and go shopping, cause I really need a new pair of heels." Ryouko's high-pitched voice chirped as she leaped up, and twisted her hands around the boy's neck. He hugged her back, spinning a little with her tiny body up in the air, and blew a swift kiss on the marble-white surface of her cheek, sinking his face into her dark purple hair. She blushed a little as he put her down, running her hands down her short creme-colored skirt, a dark red jacket on top, slightly unbuttoned to reveal the nature's gifts to her figure, underneath a frilly white blouse.<br/>"Sure, get in, sweetie." he opened the car door for her, and she was happy to get in.<br/><br/>"I should call my brother, he said he had today off..." she spoke, right after sitting down onto the leather of the seats. "If he doesn't wanna go with us, I mean." her lips twirled into a cute smile as she retrieved her phone, and dialed Suketsune's number.<br/><br/>But the voice that picked it up wasn't his. It was a muffled sound that she couldn't recognize, threatening at the very least...<br/>She paled, listening to its words. All of a sudden, in the middle of the sentence, the call was cut short. And the number showed up as unavailable when she tried to call him again.<br/><br/>Just what was going on?<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Yutaka turned on his heel the very moment the phone, placed in his pocket, that he took away from Suketsune, rang. His eyes underneath the shades narrowed, and he smirked, though that was invisible underneath the thick scarf. 'Ryouko' stood written there. Yamahata Ryouko, the rising star of the pop scene... His little sister. He took the call, his fingers underneath the leather of a biker's glove pressing one of the three buttons on the device, and put it under his hood to speak to it.<br/><br/>"Good afternoon, Miss Yamahata." his tranquil, but poisonous voice spoke. "I believe you were trying to call your brother... I'm extremely sorry to tell you that Suketsune will not be available-"<br/>And just for the fun of it, to leave her hanging, he shut it off mid-call.<br/><br/>Stepping forth to his two subordinates - and captive - his boots thudded on the ground.<br/>"Speak, and you may yet see your beloved sister Ryouko again."