Gone Gone

My first Yakuza Fanfiction! Or at least first that has made it past the draft and idea phase.

This whole thing is being selfishly written as a cathartic experience for myself, so bare with me on this bumpy ride.

Please enjoy an excerpt of my first proper piece of writing in probably fourteen years:

Freshly polished Oxfords clicked against stone and the harsh winter air struck out at his angular cheeks and jaw as he walked on. Homare Nishitani, feeling the chill, stopped briefly to adjust the oversized coat draped across his shoulders before continuing his leisurely walk. His dark eyes sweeping across the crowd without lingering; Couples, families, and elderly worshippers flowed steadily toward the shrine grounds behind him. No doubt many of his own men were among them, spending the holiday with their families while they had the chance. The usual lights and sounds of Sotenbori remained, but the festivities lacked their usual excess. No premium floral displays. No elaborate bamboo arrangements. No endless rows of lanterns bathing the streets in warm light. The extravagance had been toned down across the city, decorations dimmed out of respect for an emperor on his deathbed. Japan was showing restraint. Most of it, anyway. Nishitani looked ahead and let out a quiet chuckle. The Grand blazed against the winter evening like a challenge. Its lights burned brighter than ever, every inch of the building draped in decorations that seemed determined to outshine the rest of the city. While everyone else mourned and lowered their heads, the owner of The Grand had apparently decided to celebrate twice as hard. Now that was more like it...

Okay fellas, this is the big one. This is it. This is where shit gets real. This is where we separate the boys from the other boys.

Saturday 6th June - We are b r i n g i n g you the sequels to three (3) movie club classics

Robocop 2 Short Circuit 2 and, for the strong of heart Bride of Re-Animator

yeah yeah yeah baby the the chills, that you spill, up my back keep me filled with satisfaction when we're done, satisfaction of what's to come, no I couldn't ask for another, la la la, no I couldn't ask for another

1. TAG YOUR FILTH.

Honestly. Goromichelle's unclothed skin is not suitable for eyes!

2. Kazzy's biggest mistake was to think Nishitani could ever have an innocent bed. He is of course a you ger man, though. He was not to know these ways.

The collar of sanity