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TITLE: Hamato Karai : Chapter 11
AUTHOR: Jinn-Jinn
SUMMARY: Karai's vengeance has forced her to make a compromise she cannot accept. Unfortunately, Leonardo has no problems with it.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Quite poor. Don’t sue.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This took forever...My brain wanted to shut down, but dang it I'm fighting this writer's block with tooth and nail. Anybody want to help me kill it?
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The soft beeping broke them from their concentration.

Karai opened her eyes and looked sullenly at the flashing light next to the monitor that appeared from a screened wall. Both she and Leonardo had spent the morning doing what they usually did, which was warming up and training in their third floor dojo. She got up to see who or what set off the silent trigger.

Leonardo opened his own eyes and rolled his head back, popping his neck joints. “Someone at the door?”

“Likely no one important.” She replied as the screen turned on, revealing their unexpected guest. “Oh. Him.”

“Him?” He asked, rising to his feet to take a look as well. At the door stood a middle-aged man, clearly Japanese, wearing an expensively cut suit. “You know this guy?”

“Yes. I was almost married to him.” She said as casually as if she were talking about the weather. “Excuse me.”

“What?? Wait!” Leo reached out and grabbed her wrist as she moved towards the doors. “How come I never heard about this?”

Karai gently pulled her wrist from her husband’s grasp. “Because it was an unpleasant memory I rather not recall, but I will tell you after he leaves.” Giving his arm a reassuring stroke she headed out the door. Usually when someone they didn’t trust entered their home, Leo disappeared up to the fourth floor of their apartment. This time, however, something was cooking that he didn’t find to his taste and decided to follow.
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“Betsuo Masanori.” Karai said by way of greeting as she emerged through the elevator that took her down to the first floor of their apartment. “What brings you here from Tokyo?”

Masanori turned and bowed, smiling blandly at the sight of her, seeing that the young teenager he met long ago had grown into a lovely woman. “Business, Oruku Karai…or should I say Hamato Karai? Surely you were aware that I was coming.”

She bowed back and studied him, finding his clothes well made, his appearance well-groomed, and overall still uninspiring. “Indeed I did not. Unless you are here for that business party for the Asian investors that the governor is throwing.”

“I am and I was quite pleased to hear that you would be attending. I missed you when you were in Saporro.” He explained taking a seat uninvited.

Karai frowned very briefly, displeased with his rudeness and the knowledge that he had sniffed her out. “I didn’t know I was being missed.” She replied, taking a seat behind her desk.

“Well a woman like yourself is hard to forget about.” He explains airily, looking around. “Your taste in homes is quite….refreshing.”

The house in question was formally a four story apartment building along the edges of Manhattan. The deal in the marriage required the couple to live in a neutral zone and this place fit the bill. The first floor had been converted into a main office with a huge garage and storage in the back. The second floor was dedicated for guests with two large living spaces on either side, one of which had been utterly taken over by Leonardo’s brothers and bedrooms. The third floor was a personal favorite of theirs because the entire floor was turned into a dojo completely modeled in the Japanese style, complete with luxurious washing rooms. All forms of weapons were available for their use. The fourth floor was their actual living quarters with three massive master bedrooms, four bathrooms that were just as big, state of the art kitchen, living room, library/computer room and much to Leo’s delight, a small green house area. The roof was left bare in case of any emergency.

“It suits my needs.” Karai replied, refusing to elaborate further.

“And your husband’s?” He asked. “I cannot wait to meet this man who finally managed to marry the great Karai.”

“My husband is an extremely private man and likes to stay away from my company affairs.” Karai replied coolly.

“And frugal if your ring is any indication.”

Karai thumbed her simple gold wedding band. In truth, Leo didn’t even give it to her. The Foot leaders gave it to him on the day to give to her. Karai never thought much about the cost of it, only that she had to wear it and she’s worn it openly nearing two years now. “He gives what is necessary.”

“He doesn’t sound like a great deal of help to you.” Masanori criticized.

“He knows I can handle myself easily enough.” She smiled coldly. “Now you are trending on private territory that is none of your business. What do you want?”

“Cannot a former fiancé visit and inquire about your happiness?”

“No.” Karai replied and stood up. “Now please if you will. I have much to do today and I’d rather not be delayed further. Good-bye Masanori-san.”

Good as dismissed, Masanori had no choice but to stand up. “Until the party, Mrs. Hamato.” He replied, his tone implying some mystery that might not be to her liking.

She merely bowed briefly to him and watched him go. Once the door was closed and locked and she could hear the car drive off did she finally relax. “Satisfied?” She calls out to the empty room.

“Not really no.” Came Leo’s reply as he appeared from nowhere. “Did you see me?”
“No, but if I were in the same position as you I would be eavesdropping as well.” Karai guessed as she walked past him and towards the elevator. “I would rather tell you upstairs if you don’t mind.”

“After you.” He said, following after, pleased that she’s not trying to evade the topic.
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“I was nineteen when my father introduced us. Before, his original plan for me was to marry me off to a profitable business man who can gain him access to money, people and various pieces of technology.” Karai began as they settled themselves in the living room.

“That sounds so….old fashion.” Leonardo replied wrinkling his face in dislike. “And that guy…Masanori was his first choice?”

“Yes. He came from a very rich family invested in space technology. In my father’s eyes he was exactly what he needed. I would’ve done anything for my father…” She admits, knowing that she needn’t embellish that further, “…but I loathed Masanori on the spot.”

“Why?”

“I found him spoiled, snobbish, arrogant, rude, ugly and too old.” She explains to him. “The way he treated me as if I were already his disgusted me, but I knew that was not reason enough to convince my father to end the engagement. I decided to take matters into my own hands and find a way to escape Masanori.”

“So what did you do?” He asked straightening, finding this story very fascinating. Karai tended to keep her past in the past and learning these little tidbits about her were rare gems even though this gem in particular made him uneasy.

“I set about ruining his reputation. It was not that hard in the end.” She shruged carelessly. “Masanori loved to drink and loved women; he never hid that from me, so I hired a prostitute, the best one I could find, to ply him with sweet words and sake until he was as malleable as wet clay. Once she was in control she got him to say humiliating things about my father and myself in public. The news reached my father’s ears quickly and he was quite furious, yet I knew more damage had to be done before I could be free….”

“….Masanori claimed to be an expert fighter so I invited him to spar with me at our home. I toyed with him at first, and then put him in his place.” She chuckled coldly in memory. “He was hardly a fighter, soft and fine-haired, bruised easily too. My father was disgusted by his weakness.”

“And what finally ended it between you two?”

“A great stroke of luck and without any trickery.” She answered as she continued. “It was soon discovered that the great, powerful company Masanori was going to inherit was heavily laden with debts and threatening to go under. The news came at a perfect time and once my father heard of this he broke the engagement.”

“Masanori became furious and tried to reassure my father that he could reclaim his fortune, however his mind was made up and nothing would change it.”

“So you freed yourself without ever disgracing yourself.” Leo concluded.

“Yes.” She replied and rose up, knowing she still had to prepare for today’s business. “And I believe I’m the better for it.”

He smiled at that, pleased to know that she was happy, but something was nagging him. “Well now I’m curious.” He said as he followed her to the kitchen.

“About what?” She asked as she prepared the morning tea.

“I….can’t help but wonder since you managed to get your way out of one marriage, why you didn’t try to get out of…ours.” He mused, feeling a bit hesitant about asking since it was such a delicate question.

Karai did think it a delicate matter and before she would’ve been in denial about her reasons. Nowadays they’re crystal clear even though she had still managed not to reveal them to anyone. Quietly she made the tea, trying to think of the best way to explain without the giving the obvious answer that beat loudly in her heart.

Leo, usually the paramour of patience, felt himself on pins and needles. “Karai?”

Handing him his tea, she finally looked up at him and sighed heavily. “Because you are honorable, I respect you; I didn’t find you repulsive….and I couldn’t find a prostitute.”
His brow ridges shot up at the final reason and despite himself he laughed. Karai smiled; her husband rarely laughed and she joked even less, so she savored it and congratulated herself on saying just the right thing.
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Leo stood outside the governor’s office cloaked in familiar darkness trying to convince himself that he’s being foolish.

Karai had been at the Foot Headquarters all day, and then had changed into evening attire for the business dinner with the small army of Asian businessmen and women that the governor had invited. The thought of her ex-fiancé had made him uneasy all day and he went so far as to see her off at her office, something he never did, just to reassure himself. Her dress, a standard black, was slim, floor-length with a square neckline and small triangular straps. It didn’t expose her back or her breasts; it was elegant, not bawdy, but Leo couldn’t help but think her entirely too sexy in the thing, which made him think that other men might find her sexy in it too. God, he hated feeling anxious, but he’d never admit it to his wife, who would no doubt chafe under his worrying and fussing. He gave her a kiss, declared her beautiful and watched her go. He had gone back to his family to have dinner and movie night with them, but found himself unable to focus, so at the earliest and most plausible opportunity he left them and headed over to the party.

He was close enough to see the guest moving about but not enough to recognize faces. Thankfully he brought a pair of binoculars to aid his vision. So far he had spotted Karai wandering about, making small conversation with others. Leo liked the way she held herself, beautiful, modestly, yet elegantly, like a fine knife she cut through the crowd with a cool expression that revealed nothing. He would’ve eventually had abandoned his snooping around and simply gone home were it not for the fact that he kept spotting Masanori hovering around his wife’s presence. The man had a completely unwholesome look and though Leo was not prone to jealous fits he would’ve liked nothing better right now then to slice the man’s head off. Especially since he made it clear that he was trying to grab Karai’s attention. When Masanori finally did get Karai sufficiently cornered in the ballroom Leo bristled and moved as close as he could.

He managed to reach a small balcony, but couldn’t hear a thing. However their faces were nice and clear and by the looks of it whatever it was telling her was not to her liking. Karai had that look in her face that Leonardo knew very well since it had been directed at him and his family more than once. Masanori pulled something out of his coat pocket and thrust it at her. She took it reluctantly and tucked it away in a hidden pocket of her dress. Words were exchanged, cold, deadly words, but Masanori looked smug, as if he had the upper hand. Speaking of hand, he tried to grab one of hers but she smoothly drew away and escaped him. Regardless, Karai was stiff, clearly agitated and about ready to kill somebody. Leo dearly wanted to know what just happened and he would soon enough. He stayed long enough afterwards to see her get safely into the company limo, then quickly rushed back home to wait for her.
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Leonardo as not sure if Karai would go to the Foot Headquarters first or home, so he decided to simply go and waited impatiently in their living room for her to appear. When she finally arrived she looked just as stiff and agitated. Not knowing what to say or how to start, he merely went to her, took her hand and led her to the sofa so they can sit and talk.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. Silently she pulled out the paper that Masanori gave to her and let him look. Leo reeled in shock as he gazed at the paper and found a picture of himself in his winter attire, walking with his wife down the streets of Tokyo. “How did he get this?”

Karai swallowed thickly and seemed to stare into space. “He had us followed in Tokyo.” She explained, and then revealed further, “Masanori is threatening to expose this picture to the public; endangering your life and forcing our private life out in the open, unless I give him 100 million yen.”

Leo’s eyes widen in shock.”What?? No, no one would believe this picture. They’d think it was fabricated or something.” He argued logically.

“Yes, I mentioned that too, but he says even if they reject the photos people will become curious about my personal life. I am an important head in the New York community; a hint of something unnatural would get the wrong kind of people prying into our lives….Ruining what we have.”

Leo reached out and clasped her hand, refusing to think of anything that might end their marriage. “Then where are we going to get the money. Does the Foot have that kind of money? Do you?”

His hands, large and rough, were a comfort to her, though she tried not to let her distress show. “I do not, but the Foot does. However they will never allow so much money to be given away for a matter that does not fall under direct Foot business.” She admitted reluctantly.

“Not Foot business?” Leo echoed, becoming a little angry. “If it wasn’t for the Foot elders we wouldn’t *be* married.”

“Our alliance is trivial to them.” She tells him. “We matter little in the greater schemes.”

“No! We matter. You matter a great deal to me.” He cupped her face and made her look at him. “I love you and I’m not letting someone come in and ruin that.”

Love, again how the word fell so easily and sincerely from his lips. Again, Karai could feel the words want to rise up and burst free from her own mouth, but she fought it back. “It won’t be ruined and Masanori will not win. I promise you that.” She replied instead. Gently she placed her smaller hand over the larger one that was cupping her cheek. “You are mine.”

Though she sounded confident, in all honesty Karai couldn’t really think. All she thought of was what Masanori had hissed at her; calling their relationship an abomination, calling her a filthy woman and Leonardo a freak better off at a zoo. He had promised that the photo would bring in the government and her husband would be whisked off to be butchered alive. She would be ridiculed and shunned for immoral acts and he would be there to enjoy her downfall. Cruel, awful things that made her eyes see red and her hands ache to hurt.

This was crazy. Not too long ago she would’ve welcomed Leonardo’s destruction, would’ve been glad to find a reason to get out of this arranged marriage, only to be at this moment now and know that neither of those things were an option any more. He’s now as necessary as her next breath and sunk deep into her skin. The idea that there lay a potential of him being torn away was too painful for her mind to even consider bearing.
She looked at Leonardo, his brown eyes firm, but loving and to know that his life was now in danger set her teeth on edge, her warrior self screaming for blood.

Masanori had to die and he would most painfully.
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