Their Perfect Match

20

Blake

It’s been a week since I left Morgan at the cabin with Leon. I hope she misses me as much as I miss her and I hope that she forgives me for leaving her. Although I did leave her with a surprise, I hope the engagement ring I pressed into her palm left her speechless.

Micheal is trying to get more weight behind him by meeting with other families under the radar, trying to keep a low profile. It’s not an easy thing to do when one person recognizes you and the rumor mill starts going.

Right now we are sitting in a small Japanese restaurant owned by a local Yakuza gang that Micheal is determined to nail down on his side. He was greeted like an old friend, which seems like a good sign to me. However, I have been eyed up and down more than once.

"So, Micheal.. how can we help you" the tall man sitting across from us asks

"Ren.. we've known each other a long time. I've never asked you for anything. I've done many things for you and your family over the years..helped you in many ways."

"This is true" Ren nods his head in agreement.

"I am asking for something now. I found my sister"

"Morgan?" Ren asks, clearly taken back. His eyes shift from Micheal to me, I nod as if to collaborate Micheals story. "Continue" He gestures his hands forward to Micheal.

"I want to take down the Conrad's. But I need your help. I know you have a grudge with them too, but you are a peaceful man, you wouldn't openly declare war unless you had good reason. I have a good reason. I am asking you to stand behind me when things get ugly."

Ren thought for a moment, " I have one request in return"

"What is it?"

"As you know, my sister Akito has also been fond of you. She has just returned from college and has been looking to settle down. I think you would make a fine match… take her as your wife. Join our families and you shall have your alliance"

This guys got to be crazy. There's no way.

"You have yourself a deal, Ren" Micheal holds his hand out to shake Rens, both of them smiling. Ren pulls Micheal into a warm embrace.

"Let us toast to this happy moment!" Ren shouts

I am dumbfounded by what just happened. Micheal just agreed to marry Ren's sister, Ren agreed to be our muscle.

Back in the car on our way back to my place, I am too confused to speak. "Do you have any idea who Ren is, Blake?"

"No, but I'm hoping your going to tell me so I can piece things together quickly as to how the hell it's going to help us"

"Ren Haru, son of Kei Haru, one of the most notoriously dangerous Japanese crime lords in the country. His family single-handedly took out the original mafia scene in the 50's and has been running the show ever since. You think your family is in control? No, you might control a small section, because the Haru's let you. But make no mistake, Blake. If Ren wants to take control of your small piece of the pie, he could do it like that" He snaps his fingers

"Ask your dad. I can guarantee he knows exactly who Ren Haru is and he knows not to f**k with him. Trust me. Having him in our corner is in the best interest of us all. He will be your family as much as he will be mine soon enough."

Michael's phone rings and he puts it on speakerphone,

"Ren, I didn't expect to hear from you so soon."

"Micheal. Good news. We can move in on the Conrad's within the hour and take care of this little problem for you"

"With all due respect, Ren. I would really like to be the one to take care of this bastard myself.. and I'm sure Blake would like in on it too.. seeing as how he is engaged to my sister. We have a very personal stake in it. We don't want to be on the sidelines on this one. We want in the action"

"Understood Micheal.. we will wait until you are ready. Let me know when you are prepared"

" I appreciate your quick response, Ren"

The line goes dead.

I look over to Micheal. He wasn't joking about Ren. He means business.

"Are you ready for this?" He asks me

This is what we came here for. Let's do it" I nod.

Micheal.

Dean Conrad sits in a chair in front of me, duck taped securely in place. Blake leans against the wall, clutching his waist. He was stabbed in the take down but he will live. The wound is not too deep, it’s not bleeding too badly. He glares over at Dean, who is giving off a smug look in his direction.

“You must be the one who’s f*****g my wife” He spits in his direction.

“Watch your tongue” I warn as I step forward

“Oh relax. It’s not like you actually know her, she’s not really your sister anymore is she? Not after all these years passed. She’s a woman now, not the little sister you remember.. She’s not too bad on the eyes either is she?”

I clench my fist and reel it back, releasing it and making contact with his face. His head c****d to the side and he spit blood on the floor.

“He did warn you” Blake says from a few feet away. Dean turns his attention to Blake,

“You know, I have to admit, I expected more. You don’t seem her type”

“What would you know about her type? You forced her to marry you and abused her for years until she couldn’t take it anymore and left you for fear of her life”

“You know he’s just trying to get a reaction out of us so we forget why we are here, right?” I comment

“Should we make it long and painful, like all the years of torture you made Morgan endure?” Blake walks over to Dean and leans over him, his hands on either side of the chair. He sneers down at him as he speaks, the evil intent clear on his face, he means to rip Dean limb from limb, slowly and painfully.

“If you think you have it in you, do you know what it takes to torture someone for days on end? To tear flesh from bone, over and over? I don’t think you have it in you, you look like a p***y to me” Dean spits blood at Blake, coating his shirt in it.

“I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?”