☬Inagawa-kai (稲川会)

@Min Yoongi❖(山口組)♚ Kris had always heard that Yoongi was a solemn, intimidating man. Never did he imagine the Yamaguchi boss to laugh so much... nor did he imagine that he'd be so... . Kris smirked and listened to Yoongi continue to sass him. He laughed out loud and leaned back, and as he stepped away from the chair, he smacked Yoongi hard across the face, nearly knocking the entire chair on its side. The force of the slap made Kris's hand sting.

He moved to trap Yoongi once more and when he spoke his voice was low and dangerous. "Hurt me? I'd like to see you hurt Yifan, the infamous Inagawa torturer." He grabbed Yoongi's chair and tipped it backward so that only two legs were on the floor. If Yoongi struggled, the chair would fall back and he'd hit his head on the cement floor. "I'll refrain from hurting you if you say my name, real nicely. Go ahead. Say 'Yifan.' Just like that." He smirked and waited for Yoongi to crack. Kris had promised not to permanently injure the Yamaguchi leader, but he never said he wouldn't make him fear for his life.

@Wu Yifan☬(稲川会) The kidnapper hostage situation or whatever you can call it turned very weird very quick. The two personalities seemed to get along quite well to the point both of them joked around a little without being too offended. Though little did Yoongi know, the man could be pretending and up for the Yamaguchi boss for his personal reasons.

The response Yoongi received about scars from the other man made him laugh but he tried his best to hold it in so he just chuckled ''is it just me or are you hitting on me?''. The mafia boss shook his head at the taller one's words, how can scars be y that sounded ridiculous to him. A man who hated the scarred face he had ''oh if you want some scars so keep your hands like that and I will bite so hard nobody ever have bitten you like that'' Yoongi's eyes moved from Yifan's one arm to another then at the man himself to give him serious look.

''oh not going to hurt me? then what if I hurt you?'' Yoongi chuckled and leaned back in his seat ''so what's your name, you're quite rude not introducing yourself, you know''

@Min Yoongi❖(山口組)♚ Kris had to admit that he was enjoying the company from Yoongi. He hadn't any friends to speak of and those that he regularly conversed with were scared of him, and therefore spoke simply so that they couldn't incur his wrath. Yet Yoongi was witty and sassy- a type of entertainment that he was craving lately. He smirked and continued to treat his arm. The bullet had actually gone deeper than he thought, carving a trench in his bicep. Luckily, the gun was close when it fired and the bullet, hot as it was from the gunpowder explosion, cauterized the wound to some extent.

"You know, I think I do want a scar from this." He flexed the arm after a bandage was wrapped snugly around the wound and hissed at the sensation. "Scars are y." He gave Yoongi a once-over and smirked. "Don't y o u think so?" He moved forward to the chair and placed his arms on either side of Yoongi's shoulders. "I know that I do," he added while carefully straddling the chair. "I could show you mine." His tone was taunting, his lips curled upward in a condescending smirk and his eyes dark. "Don't you wanna know where I have the most?" He began to slowly inch his shirt upward, fingers dancing against countless white lines that littered his sides.

From his father and from many others who he'd been sold out to, there were too many to count on every inch of his skin from the neck own. He then stepped back and went back to closing up the first aid kit. "Don't worry," he started while wrapping the gauze in a tight roll. "I'm not going to hurt you... not today. I'm on a probationary period, and I've been told to watch my temper with you." Oh, how he wanted to smash Yoongi's kneecaps with a golf club... but no. He had orders to follow.

@Wu Yifan☬(稲川会) Yoongi was finishing his business with one of corrupted cops. The information he gotten was important so he had to get back home and discuss it with everyone else in his mafia house to work on their new plans and strategies. Everything was going smooth till the moment he got out of the building and witnessed his men fall injured to the ground. The long haired male was about to attack the intruder but even with his trained abilities he could not surpass someone faster than him and fallen to the ground. His men knew they could only allow the boss be taken away over their bodies and so it happened. The guy who was probably professional assassin took care that nobody would be able to attack him as he takes Yoongi as the hostage.

While the scene turned to shooting area the Yamaguchi-gumi leader was smart enough to try using the chance to craw away before he ether was killed by assassin . Sadly his efforts went to waste as soon the taller man grabbed his wrists and stopped him from moving. ''I don't mind this but only in bed so let me go you er'' Yoongi growled yet it was useless. The man was larger and heavy trained so it wasn't hard for him to lift the smaller male up and take him away in his van.

The trip didn't take too long yet the time was enough for mafia boss to think everything trough. It was most likely Sumiyoshi or Inagawa one of them were surely unhappy with Yamaguchi's sticking their noses inside the Tokyo and ruling their grounds.

''Damn you're so rough since moment we met, you really have weird way to hit on people'' Yoongi responded to the man's words just like that, with a slight carefree manner and simple jokes here and there. He was in these kind of situations too many times to already know what to do. It would be stupid to fight. All he needed to do is to provoke the enemy a little and respond calmly and be obedient unless the situation changes into something more serious. ''Oh damn you're so mean'' the boss glared at the man in front of him, his eyes scanned the guy from head to toes. Maybe the fact he makes silly flirting jokes to other indeed have to do something with his looks. As Yoongi followed the other he recognized the building, it was Inagawa-kai's main mansion, it made a lot of sense.

It was quite funny once they got inside the other acted calmly, he even brought first aid kit with himself as he faced the later. ''god, you're so bad at befriending me, mister'' Yoongi looked away once the other left a comment on his scar. His cheeky smile disappeared and the atmosphere got serious. It hurt the boss, it was one of his self conscious traits, the thing he hates seeing in the mirror the most and he can swear he can feel the pain all over again once someone brings it up over and over again like this in their first encounter... it reminds the blonde man how awful he looks. ''I wonder'' he hummed at the question he mocked the other in his tone ''some say tiger scratched me, some say I was born with it, some say I was attacked in my sleep, some say I fought hundred men and survived, I wonder which one is true''.

Yoongi's gaze rested on the body in front ''do you need help or something? we wouldn't want scars on your body right?'' he mocked once again.

@Min Yoongi❖(山口組)♚ With a bored sigh, Kris placed is right fist in his left palm. He pushed hard to crack the knuckles, then switched hands. He had been sitting in his large, unmarked van for an hour now, waiting for the perfect moment. He had replayed this encounter in his mind several times and he was certain that he had covered every possible outcome. If his target had bodyguards- anywhere from one to six of them, Kris was prepared to take them all out without killing anyone. Though, he wouldn't mind if he had to take a life. It wasn't like he'd never done it before. He had sit outside the building that he knew Yoongi was in for over an hour and finally there was activity.

Kris's van was idling quietly just out of sight, parked in such a way that he could speed away without hassle. He opened the driver's side door, left it wide open so that he could jump in again quickly, and then also opened the sliding door in the back. He gripped his crowbar and drew a deep breath before stalking around the corner where a group of four men plus Yoongi were leaving the entrance. He lifted the weapon and swung immediately for the closest men. In a short moment he had thunked two men in the back- not critically wounding them but ensuring they wouldn't be fighting back. He then gave a brisk swipe to the back of Yoongi's knees. He didn't want Yoongi injured- just captured. The remaining guards spun on Kris and drew their silenced pistols from their waistbands. He moved quickly to avoid being shot, swinging on the one directly in front of him first since he had a clear shot on Kris's vitals. the man fell to the cement in a heap when Kris's heavy metal tool bashed his skull, and Kris wasn't sure that the man would ever get up again.

He hesitated for just a breath too long and felt the sharp sting of a bullet grazing his shoulder. He didn't cry out, however, or pause. The pain fueled him and he charged forward. The remaining guard let out a breathless grunt as his ribs were crunched from the side. Kris immediately turned to Yoongi and saw the Yakuza leader crawling away from the scene. He didn't get far because Kris grabbed both wrists behind his back, lifted him roughly and carried him to the van where he tossed the smaller man. He shut the door, locked it and then hopped in the front seat. There was a divider between the front seats and the back space, and the doors in the back were all on child-lock so there was no way for Yoongi to escape. Kris drove off hastily and arrived at their headquarters soon after. Before unloading his hostage, he barked an order to him.

"You will not fight me or I'll break your knees. Both of them." Of course this was a bluff, for that would make far more work for Kris. His arm was throbbing from the minor bullet wound, and there was jut enough blood to anger him. He growled lowly. "You're going to pay for this." Then he hauled himself out of the van, cocked his pistol and opened the back door. His gun pointed at Yoongi as he spoke. "Get out and start walking this way. I won't kill you, but don't doubt for a second that I'll blow a hole right through your leg." Quickly he led Yoongi inside the basement entrance where Kris's activities as interrogator usually occurred. He didn't bother to strap Yoongi to a chair, for the man with a calm demeanor sat himself down.

"Good. I was worried I'd have to offer you a seat," he sneered. "Don't move." Kris went about finding the first aid kit and bandages, and after he'd gathered the supplies he sat in a chair facing Yoongi. He observed the man's features carefully. "That's some scar. I've heard many stories about it, but I never thought it would be so bad." He smirked and continued to clean his arm, only wincing occasionally as the adrenaline wore off and the alcohol stung. "How'd you get it?" He didn't care if he came off as insensitive-- he was a goddamn sociopath, after all.