• My name is Chiharu a Ainoko if any of you know what that means. I was born in Kabuki-cho and love it when I was just 14 I was walking through the city just taking in all the things I wouldnt get to see for a long time. My home was soon to Beverly Hills in America. I didnt want to leave all my friends but I had to my grandfather never accepted me or my mother after she married my father. My grandpa though it was funny to introduce me to the local Yakuza punks that hung around the bars so they would know who I was. My grandfather is apart of the Yakuza not high rank or anything just one of the important people to inform the higher ups. I met a boy name Shin he was 18 and he was really cute but I was to young for him so there was no use for me waiting for him. I sat next to him at the bar and he bought me some Sake and Ume. I didnt drink much but it was so good. I was gone for a long time from 12:00am to 5:00am my father was worried so he went looking for me.

    He got a tip from one of his friends that my grandpa had taken me to a bar. He already knew which one it was and he quickly ran there. He found me surrounded by many older boys than me and was angry. My grandfather thought he was slick and was going to put me in the Yakuza. My father quickly grabbed me by the arm and took me outside he said to me. "Chiharu-Chan why are you doing this you cant trust your grandpa for anything?" He was getting ready to cry but he had to be strong for me. "Dad I just wanted to spend sometime with him before I left he may have changed a little bit over time. It was only a drink." I said so dumbly. I was nieve at that time about what was happening around me. "They were getting ready to rape you Chiharu, and bastards have no right to touch my daughter!" He let go of me and went into the bar and I heard only noise of yelling and things breaking. I hoped my dad was ok he most likely was but I was still worried. My dad came out with a bloodly nose and lip I helped him stand up straight and I was so scared. My grandpa never changed at all he was still the ignorant b*****d as he had always been. He pulled up in a car that was being driven by another yakuza that I knew very well. He was my moms best friend and a second dad to me. "Chiharu, why did your father come he is not welcome anywhere near me or Kabuki-cho?" My grandfather said.
    His name is Tetsuo Yamamoto a old man that no one should have ever loved. He is a cold b*****d but he did help me once out of something.
    "Grandpa why do you hate us so much? We have done nothing to you!" I said with such hatred in my eyes.
    "You're a Ainoko and your father is worse, a Kurombo. My daughter was stupid for marrying him. I'm the joke of the Clan, it would be better if you were dead!" I hated when he said that and when he did say that I clicked a whole different person took over me. "You kono kusotare! You're the one thats lucky any woman married you I hate you and everything about you. I wish I was dead so I wouldnt have any of your blood flowing through me! If you ever pull something like this again I will kill you!" I left with my father carrying him slightly to the shinkansen. My grandfather looked at me walk away and he was smirking acting like it was a challenge.

    To this day my hate for him still burns but I get what I want from him any time!