"Oh shut up!" Hasebe growled and was about to strike with the tazer until the door was kicked open to reveal Jake.
"Hold it douchebag! Get your hands off MY wife!" Jake growled clenching his fists in anger towards Hasebe.
"Ahahaaha! So there he is. Mr. Jake Duvalk!" Hasebe smirked walking up to Jake and snapped his fingers so a few goons could come and hold Aiko down "Heheheheh... who knows... I may get a BIIIIIIG promotion for killing you!"
Jake gasped seeing the knife. Oh man what to do what to do. Well... he could fight and hopefully like a five year trying to play Tekken, he could hopefully win with luck on his side. He got into a position and breathed deeply.
"Oh... so you can fight? Where did you get your training?"
"Oh... you know... Street Fighter." Jake said and managed to nearly dodge of a knife swing, though it did cut his shoulder pretty badly.
"GYAAAHAAAHAAAA!" Hasebe smirked and threw his knife to the side and swung a punch towards Jake's gut knocking the wind out of him "Heheheheh... why are you fighting for her? To her you're nothing but a Damn American..."
Jake was a bit surprised at this... is that... what she really said? Even after that great sex?!
"Why do I fight for her?" Jake growled and shakingly got up "Because that's what a husband does... they fight for the woman they love... Now c'mon Freddy Kreuger!"