Let Me Lock You Up [P, GodofMischief]

[Katla]

 

Name: Satoru Raiden [Nickname on the street - Bloody Raiden or The Thunder Dragon]

 

Age: 28

 

Looks: Being of mixed blood - Raiden has chocolate brown hair and eyes which are slightly lighter. His face is that of perfection, leaving women and men alike to turn their heads while meeting him on the street. He stands proudly at the height of 6'1" and has a body to die for. Without being bulky, he still has wiry muscles; rock hard biceps, washboard abs, nicely taut bottom and thighs. It may not be surprising how good he looks, seeing how Raiden has always been interested in practicing karate and judo along with various other sports.

 

Across his entire back is a large, golden dragon wrapped in lightning tattooed. The tips of the wings reach down his buttocks and end at his thighs.

 

 

Personality: As noted before, then Raiden is a bit of the arrogant type whom really enjoys being in control. He doesn't lose his temper easily, but if he does then whomever it was that angered him will pay dearly. He has a sadist streak and also enjoys wearing people down mentally. He's a patient man and loves to play a little game of mouse and cat. He's a bit of the selfish type, taking what he wants without really asking for permission (not that anyone would dare deny him anything).

 

The gender doesn't matter to Raiden when it comes to sex - if he finds the person sexy or interesting then he will do them. He can often find it difficult to think outside of his own box - which can lead to arguments and conflicts. Raiden doesn't really know how to show kindness nor is he known for smiling or laughing - he was after all raised in a very rough and tough environment and was raised in a very strict manner. He has yet to find the person that makes him actually want to be a tiny bit kinder, in his own arrogant way.

 

 

 

Saito Hyuuga, a cop that apparently owed the Golden Dragon mafia a shitload of money. And it seemed that he owed them without being aware of it himself. When Raiden had first heard about the background of this man, whom seriously had to reconsider his relationship with his pathetic family, it wasn’t a problem for the mafia boss to quickly accept the terms he had been given. Those who actually owed the money were ‘allowed’ to slip away, and in return, Raiden would get to personally torture a cop in whatever way he wanted. I wonder if he even knows what’s going to be happening to him. If he knows that he is in deep trouble because his family can’t hold their greedy hands to themselves. Can he feel a small shiver down his back whenever I have him watched? A small chuckle rumbled deep in Raiden’s throat as he rolled down the darkened window of his black limousine.

 

The cop had been watched for a few days now. Raiden's people had informed him of the habits and general working hours of that unfortunate soul, and today the boss himself was out and about in order to have a little ... casual chat with Saito. His bodyguard and driver rumbled something and pointed towards the police station. It was time for a lunch break, and so they had been waiting for the young man to exit the building. Raiden's eyes peered ahead as his bodyguard pointed with a beefy finger towards the person that finally exited through the doors that Raiden had yet to walk through himself. From the rumors he had heard, the mafia boss had fully expected that cop to be good looking. But now as he saw him, he couldn't help but just stare for a few seconds. That man had truly been blessed with great genes, all the best things about Japanese looks were reflected in that beautiful face, long ebony hair, and that strong looking but lithe body.

 

I want him.

 

These three words echoed inside of Raiden's mind before he knew it. Who could have sensed this happening of all things? He had been prepared to hurt and maim that Saito Hyuuga guy, but now... he only wanted to do X rated things to that cop. He wanted to hear his voice; trembling at the point of anger - desire and panic. And he really wanted to see that pretty face twisted in the throes of passion and some pain. The deep desire to possess and control that beautiful cop, caused Raiden to finally speak out a few clipped words to his driver.

 

"Follow him."

 

The car engine rumbled quietly as the car started after the cop whom would either feel the intense gaze burying itself into his back, or would simply keep walking without suspecting anything. Once they had caught up with the man, Raiden only had to give a little nod for the other bodyguard (his favorite guard for that matter) in the front seat in order for the other man to jump from the car before it even came to a complete halt. Driving around with two bodyguards would probably seem risky for someone of Raiden's status, but he did have the two best bodyguards in the entire city. They were brutal, loyal and very efficient. So the man which had exited the car, whom had bleached, shortly cropped hair and a fairly impressive scar across his handsome face, approached Saito, addressed him in curt words, and pointed towards the limousine that had by now stopped just a few meters away from them.

 

"Your presence is required. This is not up for a debate, if you try to run away I will shoot you."

 

It didn't seem to matter much to that stranger that he was just done threatening a cop in broad daylight. Perhaps that gave Saito some indication just what kind of people wished to talk to him. The door of the limousine was opened, but nobody stepped out - it was simply an offer for Saito to step inside of the car. The man in front of him waited patiently, but his icy blue eyes gave no indication that he had been bluffing about the whole shooting part. So what would Saito do? Inside of the car, the boss of the Golden Dragon mafia smiled cruelly to himself. He was very curious about how this person would respond. Even if Saito Hyuuga was a cop, he would have to recognize that this city was pretty much controlled by people like Raiden, people that drove around in black limousines and had murderous bodyguards to do their bidding. Would the little prey try to flutter away in panic, or would he accept that he had nowhere to flee and decide to step into the spider's web?

 

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[GodofMischief]

The tingle on the back of his neck was back again. It had been a frequent visitor for several days now yet it was no less unnerving. Years of training made the young man continue to walk forward despite the urge he had to spin on his heel and look around. Nevertheless, instinct couldn't stop the tension building in his shoulders nor could it stop the slow narrowing of his steel colored eyes.

 

Saito Hyuuga was not a man who was easily intimidated or scared. He was a man of values, honesty, and pride. Never did he cower at the sight of danger nor did he ever allow an act of unfairness take place before him. He was a police officer. A man bound to this city by a pact of loyalty to his fellow police officers. He was one of the best. Their Ace in the hole. The cop that had a reputation far exceeding even that of their leader. Saito prowess was known by all who heard his name and though his family and most of his background was a mystery to his co-workers, no one really ever questioned the man.

 

Saito wouldn't say he had grown accustomed to living without a target attached to his back. More or less, he had grown tentatively used to being in relative peace. He knew he would never truly be safe. Especially not with the gangs this city held...but he had always known that his past was safe from prying eyes. He had made a life for himself in this city, away from everything he had left in the past. He was growing more and more content with each day that passed as he was working in a field that he would choose time and time again.

 

Yet lately.....things had been a bit different. And not for the best.

 

Walking down the road that lead away from the police building he had just slipped out of for their daily lunch break, Saito allowed his hand to slip back further into his coat to rest his right hand on the gun he had in a holster against his side. His warning bells were tingling like crazy and his flight or fight response was starting to rise.

 

He was being watch and he was being followed. Of that he was deadly sure. Never had he been one to question his instincts, not once had they ever failed him. Saito doubted they would do so now.

 

Freezing mid-step when he heard the sound of a second pair of footsteps approaching him, Saito didn't bother to hide the frown that marred his features as he turned slowly to look at the man who had come out of a black limo. Grey eyes skimmed over the car for a heartbeat as a small hint of nervousness set in. It would take an idiot to not notice just what car he was looking at and what it more than likely held inside.

 

Turning his cool gaze back at the man who had addressed him, Saito quickly took in the man's appearance, facial scar and all. He might have passed for a heart breaker had it not been for the coldness in the blonde's eyes. The scar was alarming, but even Saito could admit that it could be overlooked of one were to really find themselves interested in the.....bodyguard, Saito assumed him to be. He was certainly not a peaceful, happy-go-lucky bystander.

 

"I don't take kindly to threats....nor do I take kindly to being ordered by an unknown source" Saito responded in a stern yet almost what could be described as a soft toned voice. He held the man's blue gaze without giving an inch. His blood might have begun to run a little cold and his body might have been as rigid as a rock, but he was not about to cower to anyone. Not this man, nor whoever was in the car that wanted to see him.

 

"If you shoot me, then I will be forced to return the favor and I assure you, I never miss my target....We can play that game if you want, unfortunately chances are we'll both die by the end of it" he said after a moment "Or, you can tell me who it is exactly that requires my presence....The choice is yours".

 

Though his voice had a soft note to it, the stern nature of it gave no room for argument. Whatever happened, Saito would not fall into the category of a lamb being lead to the slaughter. He knew whoever was in that limo was dangerous, how dangerous he truly was, Saito planned on finding out before he moved an inch.

[Katla]

It didn't seem like the blonde haired man had ever been denied what he asked for. Despite not moving a muscle or changing his already stone cold expression - it was obvious that his eyes narrowed into two slits when Saito didn't do exactly as he said when he said it. By saying no to him, that cop was saying no to his master - and that was something that Mitsu would never allow. Death or not, he would gladly get killed just by showing that cocky bastard whom he was dealing with. His hand, which was in the pocket of his coat, tensed around the handgun as he began to shift his stance just a little bit. One could have sliced the tense air around the two with a knife - but at that moment, the very soft sound of a car window being rolled down interrupted the tense situation between the two men. Mitsu turned his gaze in that direction, and sighed softly. It seemed like that was all there was needed to calm the bloodhound down, as he relaxed his stance and pulled his hand out of the pocket. He now held both his hands forward, showing the cop clearly that he was no threat (for now).

 

Despite feeling a bit ... annoyed at this Saito fella, he would never hesitate in obeying his master. And Mitsu had known for all these years he had worked with Raiden, that the dragon boss would never roll down his window unless he was truly interested and didn't mind some games to be played in order to get what he wanted. If Raiden had wanted that cop to die, he would have remained without a motion in the car. So now, the bodyguard would offer the information he knew he was supposed to relay to that pretty cop. Honestly, he himself didn't really understand why they wouldn't just grab that bastard and get it over with. But his wishes and thoughts didn't matter.

"My master is Satoru Raiden, head of the Golden Dragon mafia. He wishes to have a word with you in peace and offered to let you be rid of any ... public humiliation as a cop if you'd obey his wishes. He awaits you in that car."

 

Everybody and their mother knew whom Raiden was in this God-forsaken-city. He was feared by the other mafias, the cops, the people of the city - nobody wanted to have the fearsome Dragon on their bad side. It was obvious from the way Mitsu worded his request that there was something they knew about Saito. Something that would potentially harm his career and reputation as a cop if it got spilled out. As he had finished talking, the bleached haired man walked towards the car and opened the door. He waited to see if Saito would actually now make his way into the car or if he'd need to be physically escorted.

 

Inside of the limo, a very amused Raiden waited with his long legs crossed. As always, he wore an impressive and sleek, black suit that only emphasized his good looks and expensive taste. His hair was pushed back and his light brown eyes were filled with interest as he also wanted very much to know how the cop would handle the situation. It had only been natural that at first the pretty man would dig his heels in, but now ... what would he do now once he got a taste of what was going on? Raiden wouldn't let Mitsu throw his life away in a shoot-down - but if Saito wanted to remain disrespectful and stubborn then the Dragon mafia boss had a lot more of bodyguards he could spare for some dirty work. Or he could always just start taking out people that Saito knew, perhaps he could start with co-workers and friends at the work place...

 

"If you please. Unless you wish to go to a public place to speak with a famous mafia boss..."

 

Mitsu motioned with his hand inside of the car and raised a single eyebrow at Saito.

 

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[GodofMischief]

Watching the man's stance change by only a few inches, Saito tightened his grip on the handle of the handgun he had been holding for several long moments. Wary eyes never missed a hint of a movement in the other man. It was something he was deeply thankful for. Had he missed the action the man had done when he probably reached for a weapon, Saito would have been a dead man in a matter of seconds. Quite frankly, when it came down to it, Saito wasn't ready to die just yet. He still had a promise to keep and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he allowed himself to be killed before the promise was completed.

 

Shifting his gaze, only for a heartbeat, over to where the sound of a window being rolled down caught his attention, the cop's frown grew deeper. He knew by now that whoever was in that car was pulling the strings in this situation, nevertheless, he honestly had no idea what these people wanted from him. As far as he was aware, none of his friends, or co-workers had run into any trouble with any gangs. Saito himself had made it a point to stay on the right side of the law for several years now and the people he associated himself with had as well.

 

Whatever was going on, it was of no fault of his.

 

Any calm that had settled over him when the man across from him showed Saito his hands, was stripped away from him at the Satoru Raiden. Saito's eyes widen a fraction at the name of the famous mafia boss and a cold sweat broke through him. Though the cop wasn't one to be intimidated or frightened easily, even he knew just how much weight the name Satoru Raiden carried in this city. Hell, the entire police force trembled when anything with that name came up. And no matter how much Saito hated the man for the damage he had done to innocent lives and the chaos he had brought to this city, he couldn't deny that Satoru Raiden scared him a bit as well.

 

Clenching his teeth together in an effort to not ask what exactly the blonde meant by "public humiliation as a cop", Saito watched the man walk over to the limo and open the door for him.

 

Due to his pride and knowledge that whatever was about to happen wasn't going to be good, Saito hesitated for a few moments. His grey eyes analyzed the situation he found himself in left and right. His mind tried to come up with any way he'd be able to escape without more than a scrap of a bullet or something of the sort. Yet as it was, the thing he was so prideful of, was providing him with no answers.

 

Inhaling deeply, Saito slowly removed his hand from the handle of his gun and straightened a hint. With one more lingering gaze at the blonde guard, the cop calmly walked forward towards the man. Though he was far from calm, Saito would not give this grunt or his boss the pleasure of seeing the wreck of nerves that were behind his cool gaze.

 

Forcing himself to continue to move forward, Saito gracefully slipped into the car silently. His expression as stern and....empty as it usually was when he was in a particularly tight location. Taking a moment to let his eyes sweep over the man who had made such an effort to make Saito see him, the cop's instinct to want to shoot the man rose. Yes, Satoru Raiden was a breathtakingly attractive man. Someone who could have fit in with statues of gods easily....Yet physical looks did nothing to hide the snake that Saito knew lay behind that handsome face.

 

"It would seem that you had dire need of my presence for whatever reason. Is there anything I can do for you? Surely having someone going as far as threatening my life would state that whatever matter you wish to address is important to you" Saito greeted the man with no prolonged, fake need to be polite. His voice came out just as steady and as firm as he would have liked it to be. Something he was deeply grateful for.

 

Mafia boss or not, Saito would rather burn in hell before he would allow himself to cower to a man like him.

[Katla]

The cop was even prettier up close, much to Raiden's pleasure. Nothing the other male would say at this point could actually phase or annoy the mafia boss - since he was simply too busy thinking up ways to make that delicious creature pay off the debt. Oh, he would fight against it and be as stubborn as they could get ... but Raiden would be more than pleased to beat him into submission, without though completely breaking him. There was nothing fun about fucking a dead fish after all. So his sensual mouth never lost the tiny hint of a smirk that was plastered onto it as the little cop said things in a tone that nobody would ever dare to. He was probably a bit uncomfortable, perhaps a bit scared - that was only natural since he was staring down the Dragon. But Raiden admired the bravery this pretty man showed. He'd have to make sure though to teach Saito early on that he would have to show some form of respect in their ... relationship - it wouldn't do if he thought he would be in charge over what was going to be happening.

 

"In dire need of your presence? I think it's rather you who would need me to come and pick you up and inform you just what is happening, before you sink too far into a puddle of shit. Mitsu there was just a little bit too eager to please, but he's a good man."

 

After saying that, and seemingly not caring a bit if Saito remained like a stubborn little alley cat, the mafia boss picked up a few documents from his leather case and casually scanned over the papers; before looking again at Saito with a sadistic glint in his light brown eyes. The mafia boss leaned a bit forward in his comfortable seat as he started talking again. His expression was that of one whom had the power and knew he did. Soon enough, he'd have that stubborn cop dancing in the palm of his hand, and he would gladly wait patiently until that moment. First though, he had to push the cop into a corner and get him a little bit panicked.

 

"There are so many people that wish to get revenge against you, as the cop you are, and they'd be willing to pay me a great fortune for the papers I hold here. But, since I am a man of justice and I feel pity for you, I decided to meet up with you and let you know just what is going on."

 

It was a wonder that he could say these things so easily. Him, being a man of pity and justice ... that was enough to make everyone who knew him laugh out. Those few though whom knew him very personally, like Mitsu, knew that there was more to the mafia boss than he would show on the surface. And perhaps, with luck, Saito could get to know that side as well in the future. But for now, the papers were handed towards Saito and the Dragon waited patiently until the other would grab them and start looking through them.

 

"See..." he paused and stretched his powerful body like a lazy cat would whilst watching Saito closely from underneath his lowered lashes, "you owe me a lot of money. More than you can possibly make in one lifetime. I've at least heard that cops don't make an impressive salary. I'm sure you'll recognize that name over there, isn't he your father? Well he played a lot of gambling games, lost a lot of money I loaned him, and then decided that his son could handle the burden of his debts. That old man cried for mercy when I was about to cut his fingers off, and it wasn't until after I got to know that you were a cop that I stopped to listen. And so, these documents were signed - and they are all very legal. We had lawyers around and followed the rules as best as we could."

 

He smirked while casually tracing his finger across the leather of the car seat.

 

"I'm curious what you want to do now. Are you going to deny this entirely and give me therefore permission to torture and kill your father? It's too bad that his life insurance alone wouldn't do much for a big debt like this, so I'd have to track down the rest of your family..." His eyes stared holes into Saito as he kept speaking in his low, seductive voice. "I heard your brother has a family now, a young and pretty wife and two small kids. I'm sure I'd get a good prize for them at one of the brothels around here. Fresh meat is so sought after."

 

He paused his speaking, wanted very much to know what the other male was thinking. But, he also had to be patient - Raiden knew that Saito was not a person whom would just drop down on the ground, belly up in a submissive stance. No way in Hell would it be that easy - and that was truly what made the mafia boss feel giddy. This chase was going to be oh so fun.

 

"I'll be generous and give you one day to look into these documents and perhaps get in touch with your father if you wish. If... you can. I'm sure he's fled to another country by now, although he wont suspect for a second that I have a shadow following him everywhere. But, after this single day - I expect you at my office where we can talk about what we should do about your debt. If you wont show up, I'll drag you down into the deepest pit of shit and then I will ruin everybody you know."

 

His sensual voice never changed its tone, always sounding casual and light as if they were speaking of the weather and daily business.

[GodofMischief]

The more this man spoke, the less Saito liked him. The Dragon was way to cocky, way to sure of himself and confident. In a way, Saito could understand why. With the man's position, no one would want to knock heads with him without shaking from head to toe. Nevertheless, Saito valued integrity and justice to a fault. This man was the definition of why there were so many broken laws and people losing their lives over petty little things. He enjoyed causing suffering to others, that could be heard clearly by the way he spoke and the gleam in his eyes. Being in Raiden's sheer presence had the cop's stomach turning and his patience thinning by the seconds.

However, Saito forced himself to keep a calm head on his shoulders. The man seemed to know something that Saito didn't. Something about himself that the cop no doubt sure was of no doing of his own. If Raiden had come to look for him as a "favor", then more than likely Saito's father had done something he shouldn't have....Not that that was surprising at all. His father had always been a waste of humanity, he had destroyed whatever innocence Saito might have once had. He was the reason the cop had put miles between them....Yet now it seemed that it was all for nothing.

 

Looking between Raiden and the papers the man was holding out to him, Saito wondered if he really wanted to know any of this. As stupid as that thought was, a small part him truly hoped that whatever his father had done, it could be easily resolved. A futile thought at best. Why would the most notorious mafia boss come looking for him in person if his father had only done a minor thing.

 

With a deep scowl on his face, Saito reached out a slim hand to take hold of the papers and pull them out of the other man's grip. Defeat weighed heavily on his mind already even before he took the time to fully look down at the documents he now held.

 

Gray eyes scanning over the words written upon the papers in his hands and the numbers scrawled out on them as well, Saito's heart plummeted to his stomach. Only one word echoed in his head. Fuck.

 

There was no way this was going to be resolved easily, no way. The numbers before his eyes knocked the wind out of him for a moment and he couldn't help the slight widening of his normally disinterested stare. Even if he gave his paycheck for a year, it wouldn't come even half way into paying the debt in front of him off. It would take a miracle to gain the money that apparently was what he needed now.

 

Hatred boiled inside him slowly. A tick on his jaw began as wide eyes narrowed into rage filled slits. When he got his hands on his father, Saito swore he'd kill the man himself. No amount of pleading or crying would still his hand this time...The man had dropped to less than shit in his eyes. To put such a debt in his own son's name with the knowledge that Saito had no way of paying it off.....it was disgusting to say the least. Something Saito would never forget because this was a new low, even for the man he had grown up hating.

 

Snapping his gaze up when the subject of his brother and the older man's family was brought into play, Saito couldn't help but growl out a warning that he probably wouldn't have done had he been calmer.

 

"Touch a hair on my family's head and I promise you that I'll kill you myself"

 

His tone was low and showed no signs of playing. His brother was a subject extremely sacred to Saito. Though older, Keisuke had the heart of saint. His older sibling had never been the strongest in physical health. Saito could remember all the times his brother had gotten dreadfully sick due to his every fragile health. Growing up, Saito had been fiercely protective of the older male despite their age differences. Keisuke had been the ever present source of comfort and warmth in Saito's young life once death had taken their mother from them.

 

Now that they were older, Saito was ever more watchful over his sibling and the man's growing family. He saw it as his responsibility as a cop to keep them safe and he wouldn't allow anyone to get in the way of that. Even if it cost him his life. Saito would kill for his brother and the man's family without even a hint of hesitation.

 

"Whatever mess my father put me into, your business is with me now. I'm going to have to ask you to leave my family out of it. I'll handle this in whatever way need be" he continued after a moment of which he inhaled a breath deeply and tried to cool his temper. Losing control of his anger now would not lead to good consequences. The man he was speaking to would probably have him killed and regardless of his desire, would probably go after Keisuke and Minori next seeing as he wouldn't be able to get anything out of Saito with him dead.

 

"A day won't be needed, it would be a waste of time on both our ends and I'd rather have this resolved as soon as possible.....At what time should I show up?" Saito asked the Dragon in a tone much calmer yet colder than before. Whatever apprehension he might have had before had been twisted into hatred and rage, not only at his father but at this man before him as well. Nevertheless, his hands were tied at the moment. For the time being, the best thing he could do was see what this man wanted from him and move on from there.

[Katla]

Despite what many would actually believe, then the anger and insults from others hardly ever managed to phase Raiden. On the contrary he often found it useful when people lost control of their temper, for then he knew just which buttons to push to take the control into his own two hands. And the man sure did love having all the control at his disposal. So apparently from what he was hearing then not all of Saito's family was rotten - as the young cop seemed to turn into a wild alley cat as soon as the Dragon boss mentioned his brother and his family. Good, I can use that information in the future. However it would seem that this cute little cop in front of me needs to learn his place. It will happen the hard way or... the harder way. Despite finding this situation a bit amusing and exciting - his own arrogance wanted a little bit of compensation for having those harsh words thrown in Raiden's face. After all, wasn't he here to ... help? Truth be told, he wondered what the other male would say if he grabbed him, pulled down his pants and gave him a sound spanking. He kept silent though and didn't give much away with his expression; only musing to himself in his own little wild imagination just how he would bring that kitten to heel.

 

"Come to my office at this address at exactly 8 pm."

 

His smile was extremely dangerous as he flipped one of his name-tags towards Saito. That angry voice of the cop's would soon enough be breaking with cries and moaning. And Raiden had some time to plan just how that would be happening.

 

"I'll trust that you are a man of your word and will indeed do whatever is necessary to take care of this debt. I, however, have some contracts in my office that we shall have to sign before we can have a good talk over this matter. I'm sure you'd like to have everything as legal as possible, despite the situation."

 

Plus the fact that I want you to know that there is never any escape from me. His long legs were stretched in a leisure manner before he motioned towards Mitsu to open the car door again for Saito. The other male was free to go for now. The mafia boss would then busy himself over some documents (seeing as he had something of a paper mountain next to him) - and did not seem to care much if Saito had any more questions or if he'd just leave. Truth be told, then Raiden wouldn't be surprised if the cop would get out of the car as fast as he possibly could - seeing how he was obviously offended by Raiden's presence. Funny how some people thought their jobs made them holy and untouchable to all that was dirty in this world. The Dragon boss mused to himself if that pretty cop could even guess how many people in that cop station Raiden owned. And now he had one more in the palm of his hands, although he had some other plans for Saito than just use him for drug smuggling or to warn Raiden whenever there would be a raid somewhere. Oh yes, this beautiful piece of human being was going to be tamed by Raiden himself until he would become bored of him - then he could perhaps find some other use for Saito. The possibilities were endless!

 

Mitsu stared for a moment after Saito, before he got into the car and they drove off without saying anything. Although Raiden was busy reading important documents, there was still a small grin flirting at his lips from his last thoughts. Saito would probably not be very enthusiastic in entering Raiden's office that evening if he had the tiniest suspicion of what would be happening in there.

 

The rest of the day was spent visiting establishment, going on meetings, having some food and drinks, catching up with the news - and doing other every day things. Raiden was a very busy man; what with having one of the most powerful jobs in the city. But every now and then he would glance towards the clock on the wall of his office. It was now just half an hour until Saito would show up. Mitsu was standing outside of the door - waiting to welcome the prey into the nest of the dragon. The office gave a hint of the expensive style of Raiden's; dark red, brown and black were the dominant colors. Every desk and chair were made of expensive wood. There was a dark red rug covering the floor - an impressive minibar standing close to the door. Raiden had an excellent taste and knew just how to spoil himself.

 

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[GodofMischief]

Feeling a chill crawl down his spine at the sight of Raiden's smile the moment he flipped a name tag towards him, Saito tried to keep his unease under his stoic mask as he caught the tag easily enough. Flickering his gaze down at it for a moment, the frown only seemed to deepen the more the other man spoke. Then again, who could really blame him. He was trapped at the moment, the only way out would be having to sacrifice what was left of the family he had and Saito would rather bite the bullet then let that happen. Not only because he was a cop....but because he wouldn't throw anyone under the bus just to save his own skin. He wasn't his father....nor would he ever be.

 

"Forgive me if I'm not so easy to trust a man of your particular profession. Legalizing things to the best of my knowledge, would make things smoother, I suppose. Whatever it takes to make this process less of a nuisance" Saito replied.

 

It was so very clear that he wasn't pleased, but was that really news? No one would be pleased in the cross hairs of which he stood. Taking a second to try and cool his temper, Saito inhaled quietly through his nose and closed his stormy gray eyes for only a moment. He could stand to lose his composure when he was alone. For now, he wouldn't allow his dignity to be soiled. His father might have thrown him in a cage with a beast, but he wasn't about to give this man the pleasure of seeing just how much this blow had shaken him.

 

"I'll be there" he murmured finally as he gracefully slid his way out of the car.

 

Turning his gaze on the man that had first spoken to him in order to get him to get into the car, Saito held the blonde's gaze without faltering until the man finally turned his back. Watching the car pull away, the young cop allowed himself a brief moment of weakness. Shoulders slumping down with the weight he now carried, Saito shook his head before turning on his heel and heading back towards the police building. Appetite quickly having been forgotten.

 

For the rest of the day leading up to the moment he would have to face the deplorable excuse for a human again, Saito sat quietly at his personal desk contemplating what would happen in that office. If the rumors of the man and everything Saito had seen about him were true, he best be prepared for the closest definition to hell. Every fiber of his being wanted to protest to the meeting and refuse to go, but he knew the odds were staked against him and his family. If he didn't show, he might have already signed his family's death certificates.

 

.....His father would pay for this, that was for sure. As soon as Saito found him and got his hands on the man, he would show his father that Raiden wasn't the only one he should be afraid of.

 

When the time finally came, the raven haired cop's reluctance had tripled in size. Nevertheless, Saito was a man of his word and come hell or high water, he was going to own up to what he had said.

 

Parking his car outside the establishment the name tag had lead him to, Saito rubbed a hand over his face as he got ready for the second face off awaiting him. Slipping out of his car, he made sure to lock it before turning his eyes straight ahead. It took only a moment to spot the blonde from earlier, and the sheer sight of him already told him that this would be far from simple. Stopping in front of the scarred man, Saito kept his hands stuffed inside the pockets of his jacket as he tilted his head to one side.

 

"Are you going to let me in?" he asked in what he hoped he portrayed as a cool toned voice. Nothing too haughty, just disinterested for the most part.

[Katla]

Mitsu was used to standing guard and nothing could distract him or make him more or change his expression. He was very much like a royal guard on his duty - and he honestly felt like it as well. To watch out over his master was the most important part after all. Raiden had been the one to save him from the bottom of his life - and now today Mitsu was a well respected man whom had a say in important matters. He had a great deal of affection for his master, without actually loving him or desiring him, but rather he looked at the other male as a mentor and as family. With that being said, he couldn't exactly say he felt ecstatic over this whole cop business. Obviously that Hyuuga Saito had no taste or respect, and had Mitsu been put to charge over the matter - he would have by now gotten the cop down on his knees - whilst begging Raiden for mercy. Yet, it wasn't Mitsu's call. And he did know how much Raiden liked to play around. So, now as Saito had appeared and coldly asked if he was going to be let in, then Mitsu opened the door without saying anything or showing any expression on his stoic face. The air around him however felt icy cold - and his whole stance said more than any words or expression would ever.

 

As Saito would enter the office, then Mitsu would silently close the door behind him. Raiden, whom was busy writing down and reading documents, glanced upwards and then motioned for Saito to sit down. For just a few minutes there was silence in there except for the scribbling of Raiden's pen. His hair was pushed back from his face and his face held a look of concentration. He had gotten rid of his jacket, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his white shirt. Finally, he seemed to have finished whatever it was he needed finishing - and with a sigh he dropped the pen and turned a bit in his seat to open a top drawer of his desk. There he fished out a small pile of documents which he pushed towards Saito.

 

"Here are the documents. Already signed by lawyers and read over by me and signed with my name already, as you can see."

 

The man didn't really expect the cop to take his word that these documents were legit. And he frankly didn't really care about it either. Just as long as he would be able to possess that beautiful cop. He stood up and stalked towards the minibar, his eyes glancing towards Saito as he reached for an expensive whiskey bottle. Raiden wondered what was going through the other male's mind. If he was by now accepting his fate a little bit more, or if he would continue to dig his heels into the ground and hiss and spit at his new owner.

 

"These documents basically state that you owe me the money and that I am now hiring you as one of my men. You are to do whatever I tell you to do, and depending on the job you do - the debt will be decreasing. I wont get you into any trouble and your cop friends and family will never get to know anything. I am a very discrete man, and my business hardly ever leaves this office or the underworld. Unless, of course, if you wont do as I tell you to do." He poured himself some of the liquid into a small glass, his expression very indifferent as he raised the bottle a bit in question, "drink?"

 

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