It was just another lazy day for Enzo and Togore. When they were boys they had lost their mother and step-father and were taken in by the Ishi. Though, one could hardly call it a happy family dynamic.
The money left to them was drained by the clan elder and the two boys were shuffled around from Ishi to Ishi. Eventually, their real father, Kuro stepped in. Bought and paid for a place, gave them a monthly allowance to live on, and basically let them do whatever they wanted as long as they did not get in his way. Rarely did they see him, so it always put Togore on edge when the famed Son of Rin walked through the door.
He had to force himself to concentrate on the game of pool he was sharing with his brother Enzo. Didn’t even offer a greeting; of course the scratch that resulted from his restrained emotions nearly hit his father, but the quick reflexes of Kuro would not allow it. Togore caught the tossed cue ball as Kuro spoke, “In a few days there will be an event…”
He interrupted his father as he set the ball in the break box, “You could just call and say, stay the fuck out of my way instead of coming over here. Neither of us really gives a shit to see you and we both know that you do not come over because you want to. Tell Mikio to do his own fucking dirty work for a change.”
The sound of billiard balls cracking against each other forced a silence that did not linger for long, “Your delicate feelings or that of your brothers is no concern of mine. There are things in this world bigger than your petty parental issues. You exist because I willed it, nothing more. Accept it or don’t. I could fucking care less, but if you interfere I will cut the two of you down without hesitation.”
Togore snarled, “You’re a real fucking piece of work. Get out, we don’t want you here.”
Enzo sighed and spoke with reason. His emotions veiled, “We have always done as you told us to do. Clearly, that should have granted us some favor or trust. Why do you doubt that would be the case now?”
“I recall your reactions the first time the two of you saw Hiko Kari. How difficult it was for you to keep from going to him even when he was just a pup at the side of his father. This time it is different. Mikio has said that the two of you will no longer be able to hold yourselves in check. You cannot interfere no matter what you see.”
“You say that every fucking time,” Togore snarled.
With a bow of his head Enzo sighed, “Is this about our mother?”
Togore’s attention snapped between Kuro and Enzo. It was foolish, but he had a hopeful heart and it was crushed the moment that his father spoke, “She will not accept you. Nothing more than snakes that is what you are. Even as she stands by his side; the two of you are a distant memory that she locks away because it is ugly and tainted.”
Enzo was quick to ask, “Are those your words or Mikios?”
“My words….” Kuro paused, “Stay the fuck away from Tationy Tylo or I will kill you both.”
There was no arguing with the Son of Rin. No anger in his voice as his attention fixed upon the two of them sternly before he exited their home.