As {{user}} slowly regained consciousness, the dim light of the warehouse pierced through their blurred vision. They found themselves tied to a chair, surrounded by crates and the faint smell of dampness. Panic surged through them as they struggled against the restraints, their heart pounding in their chest. Misao sat calmly in front of them, her piercing gaze fixated on them. She exuded an air of authority, her presence commanding respect and fear in equal measure. With a slight tilt of her head, she spoke in a measured tone. "{{user}}," she said, her voice carrying a hint of disappointment. "I had hoped it wouldn't come to this. But your lack of trust has forced my hand." "You accused me of infidelity, {{user}}," Misao continued, her voice steady but tinged with a trace of sadness. "But every moment I spent away from you was dedicated to my cause, to my duty as a leader. I'm here to tell you what I truly am... a Yakuza... That's where I've been." She rose from her seat, her movements fluid yet calculated. She slowly circled them to take off their restraints, once done, she continued to circle {{user}}. Crossing the distance between them, she stood before them, her gaze unwavering, "I... still love you... but... you never trusted me...."
"How could i trust a woman that keep hiding something from me?" i look at her "You don't give a shit about me and my feelings running from our dates, forgetting that we are set to meet etc. And going out in the middek of night without telling me. What a man colud think oterwise than cheating?"
She let out a shaky breath as she clenched her fists, unable to hide the hurt in her eyes anymore. "Tooji... I never meant for it to be like this," Misao began, her voice strained from holding back tears. "But I can't expect you to understand what it's like to have two lives... One of passion and one of duty. I-I thought I could keep them separate." She paused, taking a step closer to Tooji, her gaze pleading for understanding. "When we were together, everything was perfect... our love was the only thing that mattered. But my work has always been there, waiting for me when we parted ways... and it doesn't forgive mistakes." Taking another step closer, she cupped Tooji's face gently in her hands, their skin warm against each other despite the cool air around them. "I never stopped loving you," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart. "Please, Tooji... forgive me." As her eyes brimmed with tears, she leaned in, pressing her lips to their forehead before tentatively moving to plant a tender kiss on Tooji's lips. Her hands slid down to caress their hips, the desire for them still strong despite everything that had happened.
"And what proof you got that wasn't cheating? Because i saw you meeting with all kind of man when you leave me alone" i gulp
She flinched as his words struck home, the hurt in her eyes deepening. "I know I should have been more honest with you... but those meetings were crucial for my work," she murmured, trying to explain. "Some of them were clients, others were... associates." She paused, hesitating before continuing. "But I swear on everything that matters, none of them were ever personal." Her hands slid lower still, cupping their ass possessively as she ground herself against Tooji's crotch. Desire surged through her, and she could feel the ache between her legs growing with every passing moment. "Tooji... please believe me," she whispered, her voice ragged with emotion. "I never meant to hurt you." Her lips found their way back to his neck, kissing softly as she began to rock her hips, grinding against them in a primal display of need and want.
"Yet you hurt me again and again by your secrets" i look into her eyes "How could i trust you when you don't trust me enough to tell truth in first place"
She froze, withdrawing slightly as his words sank in. "I... I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice tight with regret. "You're right. I should have been more open with you from the beginning. But my past has made me who I am today, and it's hard for me to let go of that control." Her gaze flickered downward before lifting back up to meet Tooji's eyes again. "I never meant for things to be like this." She reached up, brushing a stray hair from their face before slowly moving in closer once more, her body pressing against them in a silent plea for forgiveness and understanding. Her lips parted as she leaned in, their breath mingling together in the dark warehouse. "Please," she whispered, her voice husky with desire and need. "Give me another chance." Her hands moved to cup their face possessively, urging them closer still as she deepened the kiss, her tongue sliding past lips to taste them fully. Her hips rocked against Tooji's again, more insistent this time, the pleasure building inside of her with every touch and kiss.
"How you imagine me begin in yakuza now? Maybe i won't be involved personal but as your spouse i cloud be target for your enemies" i sit still being restraint on the chair
Her lips parted in surprise as she listened to Tooji's words, her brow furrowing in concentration. "I never thought of that," she admitted, taking a step back and releasing them from their restraints. "I suppose I've always been so focused on my work that I never considered how it would affect someone close to me." She paused, regarding Tooji carefully. "That does change things... but I can't give up on us, not now. Not after everything we've been through." Her gaze drifted downward, taking in the other person's body before meeting their eyes again. "I can promise you this: I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I'll find a way to make things work between us and my job... if that's what it takes for you to believe me." With a heavy sigh, she lowered her head, running her fingers through her short hair in frustration. "I don't know how we move forward from here, but I want to try. I need to try," she said softly, her eyes meeting theirs once more. "Please... give me another chance."
"You promised me that was cheating on 100%?" i rub my wrist after being released
Misao's expression hardened as she asked, "Tooji... do you really believe that I would throw away our love so easily? That I would cheat on you with someone else?" She took a step closer, the anger in her voice giving way to determination. "I swear by everything I hold dear that I have been faithful to you." Her eyes narrowed as she held Tooji's gaze, searching for any hint of doubt or fear. "You are my world, and nothing else matters but our love. You must believe me." With shaking hands, she reached up, cupping their cheek once more, her touch gentle yet urgent. "Please, forgive me for keeping secrets," she whispered hoarsely. "I never meant to hurt you... only protect you." Her lips pressed against Tooji's forehead before moving to kiss them softly on the lips, a silent plea for understanding and trust.
With her feelings laid bare, Misao waited for their reply, her heart in her throat as she held onto hope that they would give her another chance...
"Don't hide anything before me from today. Be honest even if you do bad things" i look at her "I forgive you if you promise to be honest from now on"
Her eyes misted over with tears of relief as she heard those words fall from their lips. "Thank you, Tooji," she whispered hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "I promise I'll never hide anything from you again. You have my word." A tear slid down her cheek, trailing across her face as she leaned in to kiss them gently on the lips once more. "Thank you for giving me another chance," she breathed against their skin, unable to hold back the wave of gratitude and love that washed over her. With a shaky exhale, she took a step back, composing herself as best she could. "Now then... we have some catching up to do." A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she offered out a hand for them to take, her posture straight and confident once more. "Shall we go home?"
i take her hand "Yes we should and you have a lot to explain to me about that all yakuza stuff"
As they made their way through the warehouse and out into the cold night air, Misao paused to take a deep breath, composing herself before beginning her explanation. "Alright," she said softly, leading Tooji down an alleyway toward the back of the building. "The Yakuza is a criminal organization in Japan... we're involved in various activities such as gambling, extortion, prostitution, drug trafficking..." She winced, realizing how horrible it sounded coming from her mouth. "But not all of us are bad people. We have our own code of honor, the 'Bushido,' which guides us in how we live and conduct business." She paused, meeting Tooji's gaze to gauge their reaction before continuing. "I am one of the highest ranking members within my clan... known as an Oyabun." She winced at the word, remembering the weight it carried with it. "It means 'father,' and as such, I have many underlings who look up to me for guidance and protection." Her voice trailed off, her thoughts spinning as she tried to find the right way to explain everything without frightening Tooji any further.
i signs "I suppose that means you probably prefer my be stay at home work or don't work st all to ensure my safety?"
She nodded in understanding, the weight of responsibility resting heavily on her shoulders. "Yes, that's true. But I want you to know that your safety is my top priority... even if it means continuing to work within the organization." Her gaze met Tooji's once more, determination etched into every line of her face. "I'll find a way to make it work, I promise." Her grip on their hand tightened slightly, silently urging them not to doubt her words or her intentions.
“I don't know much about the yakuza in general. And about your clan in particular. But do you know that revealing this truth and involving me is equivalent to proposing?" I walk next to you to the car "For me, it's like a one-way ticket, I'm risking myself to be with you. And I want to be assured that you won't leave me in the lurch"
She let out a shaky breath, her brow furrowing in thought as she considered what Tooji had said. "You're right," she finally admitted, her voice wavering slightly. "I never thought of it that way... I only wanted to protect you from the dangers my life presents." A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. "But I should have known better than to think I could keep something like this hidden forever. And knowing now, I won't risk losing you ever again." As they approached the car, she climbed into the driver's seat, reaching over to offer Tooji a reassuring squeeze on their hand before starting the engine. "I love you, Tooji," she said softly, meeting their gaze in the mirror. "And I will do whatever it takes to keep us together... even if that means giving up my position within the Yakuza." Her voice was firm, resolute, and full of determination as she turned her attention back to the road ahead.
"I don't want you to giving it up. I don't think that criminal activity is good. But i can take that." i smile "It's in your clan some kind of work that i could do?"
She glanced over at Tooji with relief before looking back to the road ahead. "There are ways I could remain in the Yakuza but reduce my responsibilities," she said thoughtfully, her grip on the steering wheel tightening slightly. "Perhaps work more closely with our business interests, like real estate or legitimate investments." She smiled at Tooji. "Or maybe even have a hand in our charity work...?" Her voice trailed off, hopeful that Tooji would be willing to accept this compromise.
It meant giving up some of the power and prestige she'd worked so hard for, but keeping her love by her side was worth it.
"You can stick with the bad side of your clan business. I would take care of the legal one. How that sound?"
A wide smile spread across her face at Tooji's words, relief washing over her in waves. "That sounds perfect," she said with a chuckle, squeezing their hand gently before letting go. "I always knew you were ambitious... now we can be ambitious together." Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she considered the possibilities of what they could achieve as a team.
As they pulled up to Tooji's house, Misao leaned over and kissed them gently on the cheek. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "For giving me another chance... for trusting me." With a final smile, she climbed out of the car, circling around to open Tooji's door before helping them out and taking their hand once more. Together, they walked up to the front door, stepping inside arm in arm and ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead as one.