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ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

“Not allow? Girl, you’d do best to remember who’s home you’re sitting in.” Matsunaga said with a soft chuckle. “The meetings purpose has been fulfilled, you’re welcome to leave whenever it pleases you most, you’re not a captive.” He said, waving his hand.
 
Masamune looked down at his half empty drink and slammed it quickly before getting up to leave, "Let's go, Mego." He said quietly. Mitsunari bowed to Matsunaga out of courtesy more than anything before leaving with his aid, Sakon. Akihime set down her gin firmly and stood, expression hard with anger as she left briskly.
 
Megohime followed Masamune out, hating how stifling the atmosphere in the room had become, a soft scowl on her face as she left with Masamune.
Yukimura was once again right on Akihime’s heels, a soft frown on his face, and once the two were out of earshot of Matsunaga himself, he spoke up. “He can’t be allowed to speak to you that way!” He protested to Akihime, brows furrowed in frustration.
Matsunaga seemed to be the only one left in a good mood, a soft smirk on his face as he sat alone in the meeting room, finishing off his glass of whiskey before he looked to the attendant at the door. “Find Ren and send him here.”
“Right away.” The man said with a nod before going to find the prostitute.
He wasn’t gone long before returning with Ren, who seemed a little nervous when Matsunaga dismissed the attendant. “Leave us.”
“Yes sir.”
“You wanted to see me?” Matsunaga snuffed out his cigar in the ash tray, standing with a soft grunt before loosening his necktie.
“Yes, come.” He motioned for Ren to come closer, only further making the man nervous. Once Ren was standing in front of him, Matsunaga punched Ren hard in the stomach, a displeased look on his face. Ren wheezed as the air was knocked from his lungs, legs giving out beneath him but Matsunaga caught him by the front of his shirt, forcing him to stay on his feet. Once more he punched Ren hard in the stomach, and Ren had to do his best to not vomit, seeing stars.
“You neglected to tell me some very important information, Ren.” He scolded, finally letting the younger man crumple to the ground, looking down at him with distain. “The names, Ren. You failed to bring me the names of the people involved in the attack on the Colony.”
“I-I didn’t hear them..!” Ren wheezed, holding his throbbing stomach and fighting the urge to vomit, tears of pain in his eyes.
“Save it.” Matsunaga sneered, sitting back down in his chair, watching Ren on the floor with little sympathy. “You have one job; to bring me information by any means necessary, and I don’t care how you get it.”
Ren lowered his gaze, knowing better than to argue with Matsunaga even on a good day. “Yes sir..” He said quietly. “It won’t happen again.”
“I do hope you’ll keep your word, Ren.”
Ren kept his head down, waiting to be dismissed, but he never was, instead hearing the sound of Matsunaga’s belt buckle being undone.
“Come, make better use of your mouth than placating me.” He ordered, and Ren could only obey, crawling forward to sit between his legs on the floor in front of him.
 
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"He does what he wants when perched on his own throne." Akihime replied, "It's fine-" It wasn't, "-the next meeting I will petition to be held in my home. He'll do well to bite his tongue then."
"You know he won't, Aki." Masamune told her, glancing back at her from over his shoulder, "he ain't the type."
 
“I’m sorry, Otani-sama.” Yukimura apologized as they walked. “I won’t sit idly by and allow for him to speak in such a disrespectful manner to you again.”
“I think that actually might make things worse.” Megohime piped in. “He barely tolerates Tags in his home, let alone one that speaks out against him directly.”
“I still won’t allow it.” Yukimura said, shaking his head, brows still knit.
 
"That's very kind of you, Yukimura." Akihime gave him a smile that made his heart skip, "But, really, I can handle a bit of verbal childish nonsense."
"You looked like you were ready to skin him." Masamune said with a smirk. Akihime gave a half roll of her eyes.
"I would have, were we somewhere else." She muttered.
 
“O-Otanni-sama!” Yukimura said, an anxious look on his face. “Bernardo-dono requested I make sure you stay out of trouble while he’s unable to be at your side! If he heard I had allowed you to sk-” The idea itself seemed to make his stomach churn. “Do such a thing, he’d want my skin as an apology..!”
Megohime gave a light chuckle. “Sounds like Kojurou.” She teased, glancing to Masamune.
 
Masamune grinned at her, "Sure does, huh? He'd be fuming for sure." He glanced when his car swung around and he turned to Akihime, who only smiled amusedly at Yukimura, "We'll be in touch, Aki. Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
"Of course, Masamune, take care." Akihime replied, before turning to Yukimura, "Well, now, if Bernardo has been so firm with you, I suppose I should be so firm with him, eh?" She was all smiles, not a hint of malice in her tone or body language.
 
Megohime opened the car door for Masamune, letting him get in first before letting herself into the car, taking a seat beside Masamune, glad they were finally out of the vipers nest and on their way home.

“Ah, no, Otani-sama, forget I said anything of the sort!” He only seemed to grow more flustered. “Bernardo-dono has been very accommodating- truly he’s been very kind to me! There’s no reason to be cross with him when he’s just doing his job..!”
 
"Jesus Tapdancing Christ." Masamune sighed, "What a shitshow that was. The only good thing about it was the cola."

She laughed softly and moved when Claudia pulled the car forward, "It was a joke, Yukimura. I'm not cross with him."
"My Lady." Claudia greeted gently, opening the door for her. She thanked Claudia as she climbed in and got comfortable.
"You'll learn that's just how we are. Bernardo has taken care of me since my father passed, he knows I would never be awful or bratty toward him for anything."
 
“Hey, at least you get drinks served to you.” Megohime said, fixing her hair. “Twilights aren’t allowed to be served in this fine establishment.” She said, mocking words Matsunaga had said before.

Yukimura seemed to relax a bit at her words, shoulders slumping a bit before he climbed into the car. “You had me worried for a moment, boss. I thought for sure both you and Bernardo-dono would be cross with me.” He admitted.
 
"I would have shared my cola with you if you had asked~" Masamune teased, "I don't care what Matsunaga thinks or says~"

"No, Yukimura, never. Please, always feel free to express what's on your mind." She assured him, "I'm not Gastou."
 
Megohime hadn’t even fathomed sharing the same glass as Masamune, her face flushing red at the thought. “I don’t care for sodas.” She coughed, turning to look out the window to hide how red her face was growing, but in truth, the drink didn’t really matter to her if Masamune was offering it to her.

Yukimura felt a pang of uneasiness at the mention of his former contract holder, nodding. “I will do my best.. Otani-sama.”
 
"That's a shame. I can change it up. What do you like?" He asked, leaning over a bit to try and see her face better.

"Akihime." She corrected gently, "Call me Akihime...please.."
 
Megohime’s face was clear in the windows reflection, face as red as wine. “I’d have to think on it, get my moneys worth.” She was putting on a brave voice, but her face showed just how flustered he was making her.

Yukimura blinked. “Wouldn’t that be inappropriate..? I’m a Tag, and you’re the head of one of the Four Families, I couldn’t address you so informally..!”
 
He chuckled and sat back in his seat, "If I remember right...Mm...you like those little cans of milk tea. You've got a terrible sweet tooth, so it makes sense."

"I don't give a shit who or what we are." She told him, eyes a little sad, "I want you to call me Akihime..."
 
Megohime was a little surprised Masamune remembered what drink she liked, and for some reason in made her heart skip that he did. “Yeah, the brand Royal..” She glanced at him. “You been digging through the trash or something?” She teased, but a soft smile tugged at her lips.

Yukimura realized he was arguing, and quickly bowed his head a bit. “Forgive me, Akihime-sama, of course I’ll call you by your name.”
 
"I catch you sneaking them on patrols." He teased back, "Your favorite is the brown sugar."

"Just...Akihime..." She said gently, "no honorifics, ok? You're my right hand, not a servant.."
 
“Kojurou scolds me when I smoke.” Megohime said. “It helps curb the cravings a bit.”

“It’ll take some time getting used to.. but I’ll do my best, Akihime.” He said softly.
 
"Geez, that guy." He muttered, "Here." He shook his pack gently, "he ain't here. And I won't say anything if you don't."

She smiled softly, her cheeks turning a little red, "Thank you. I know it goes against what you've been taught, but you aren't on a leash with me."
 
“You’re vile.” Megohime scolded, but didn’t reject the cigarettes, taking one and putting it between her lips. “Got a light too?”

“Thank you, Akihime, you’ve been nothing but kind to me- you and your entire staff.” He said. “I’m grateful.”
 
Masamune flipped open his zippo and handed it to her, "I'm not vile, just a bad influence."

"It makes me happy to hear that." She smiled, "We will continue to show that kindness." When Claudia pulled into the driveway, she came around to let Akihime and Yukimura out.
"If you have no plans, I think that you've earned a day to yourself. I'm probably going to change and do that digging in my study." Akihime told Yukimura.
 
“Same thing.” Megohime poked fun, taking the lighter and lighting her cigarette before handing the lighter back to Masamune. “So long as you promise not to tell, I don’t want you ratting me out the second we get home and he smells the smoke.” She said with a lazy grin.

“Would you like for me to join you? I’m sure having a second pair of eyes would help, though I’m not quite sure what exactly to look for.” He said.
 
He made a show of pulling out his phone and looking for Kojurou's number, "Hm~ let me see~"

"Oh, please? We're judt seeing if there are two specific names in the files." She said as she began to walk inside.
 
“Ah, hey!” Megohime reached for his phone, trying to snatch it out of his hands, but she wasn’t trying seriously. “You’re the one who waved the cigarettes in my face and even lit one for me, how’re you gonna turn me in now!”

“Nanahime and Chosokabe Motochika, right?” Yukimura asked, remembering the two names brought up at the meeting. “Have you ever heard of them before?”
 
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