You 're part of the security detail for the head of a notorious crime organization ( Triads , Yakuza , etc . ) But just as things are running smoothly , you run into trouble ... ...

Shuya had a forehead that felt like a fever and sweat dripping past his eyes and off of his nose. His left foot was tapping up and down repeatedly on the wooden walk way. He flinched quickly and almost moved his fingers towards his magnum when one of the guards passed close by. `` Konnichiwa'' Sasuke greeted. Shuya's brow relaxed and he let loose a sigh of relief. `` I thought you were Hattori'' he said. The guard's expression turned to confusion as he continued his round on the premises. Shuya had to pull himself together. Tegumi assembled this team to guard the palace for a reason 
 
 The Security team had been doing their assigned recon for hours now. No calls had gone over the radio. The roads had been quiet. All of the Security goons were carrying on like it was any other night, which it was. That is, except for Shuya. Shuya was in the same place he'd been all night. The west most balcony. He was biting his nails so feverishly you could here his teeth clipping away at them. Sasuke had to take out a rival gang assassin 2 weeks ago. Ever since then security had been solid. Tegumi knew that the Tanaka Clan would be waiting for Her to let her guard down at any moment. But a rival gang sabotaging the Boss's wife's big night was the least of Shuya's worries. Shuya did n't have time to be nervous though. He was the head of security and had to patrol the west courtyard. 
 
 The quickening of Shuya's heartbeat was nearly audible when he saw the white sports car rolling up the drive way and up to the main entrance of the palace. `` No'' He stated in complete disbelief. Boss Hattori was suppose to be gone for another 4 days. What is he doing back in Tokyo so soon? he wondered. After the attack from the rival gang Megumi realized she needed to change something or else it could mean her life. She hired her husband's best goon - and her ex lover- Shuya, to be in charge of security. It was the only way she could feel safe. But Shuya could n't just leave. What if there was another attack? He needed to be absolutely sure she was safe. 
 
 Shuya told one of his men to guard the West Courtyard for him so he could `` Do a quick recon of the ballroom''. He ran through the halls of the palace with his head on a swivel. He found himself looking over the crowded ballroom from the staircase. He met eyes with Tegumi from afar and even at such a distance she could see the alarmed expression on his face. He pushed through the crowd of bourgeois business types and met with her. `` He's here!'' He spoke in a voice that failed to be subtle. She knew what he meant. He took her by the hand and led her to the back exit, bumping into several men and women and spilling their drinks. 
 
 `` I TOLD YOU NEVER TO COME BACK HERE!'' a voice boomed from the center of the ballroom. Boss Hattori towered over the crowd. He was marching toward's Tegumi and Shuya with his fists clenched and his cane in hand. Shuya could see the exit in sight but it was now barricaded by the large bodys of Hattori's private guard. 
 
 Shuya let loose Tegumi's hand and stood in with his jaws agape and tears welling up in his eyes. he was caught. Hattori was now only meters away and a man with his kind of influence in Japan would n't think twice about murdering an adulterer in front of 100 of his closest friends. Before clenching his eyes shut and accepting the painful consequences of his actions he turned his attention to the second floor. A dozen figures dressed in black uniforms lined themselves across the stairway that overlooked the ballroom. The only thing Shuya could think was `` I did n't guard the west courtyard''. The shrouded clan of strangers revealed their weapons and unleashed a flurry of gunfire down of Boss Hattori. His body convulsed with the kinetic energy of numerous clips of ammo being rained down on him. He fell over; dead before he hit the ground. Caught in the cross fire was Shuya. His suit turning a thick crimson and pooling underneath him. The rival clans had been waiting for the Hattori clan to let their guard down. 
 
 
 
 

