*Ring Ring*
Akisame looked up from his shogi game with Hayato, then reached out to grab the other man’s hand when he tried moving a piece without the Jujitsu master noticing. “Could somebody get that?”
*Ring Ri-Click*
“Hello. We have your child hostage!”
Akisame sighed. “Someone except Apachai, I mean.”
On the other end of the line, Apachai could hear a woman’s voice. “Yes I know. Could you put Kenichi or Honoka on for me?”
“Okay Kenichi and Honoka’s mother, we give you proof of life!”
Everyone in earshot blinked as Apachai ran off towards Kensei’s clinic. It was Sakaki who said what most of them were thinking as they watched him go. “I’ll be damned, that stupid phrase actually fit for once.”
Akisame decided not to point out that it didn’t since Kenichi had escaped, and Honoka was still free to come and go as she pleased. In a few days though…
Honoka’s voice came over the speaker phone a few seconds later at the Shirahama household. “Hey Mom.”
“Honey, it’s been over an hour and we haven‘t heard from you? Is there something wrong?”
“Mom! I wanna stay at the dojo like Kenichi and learn martial arts! It’s essential to my growth as a woman!"
After looking around the room for a moment for her now missing spouse, Saori Shirahama sighed and turned her attention back to the phone. “Well dear, I think that’s something we need to talk about first… your brother ran away again before you showed up, didn’t he?”
“Yep.”
Saori nodded, she had figured as much with the younger sibling answering the phone. “Well, hurry on home before it gets dark, and we’ll talk about it. I need to go see your father.” She turned off the phone, and started heading down the hallway.
“I’ve been preparing for this day. Armory activate! Awaken my friends!”
The woman got to the back room where her husband Mototsugu hid his growing collection of weapons in time to see the bigger painting he bought two weeks ago to hide everything slide away, and reveal a rather large rack containing what had become the old man’s rather large storage of firearms over the past few years. Thanks to its new size and relative newness compared to his old amount of guns, Mototsugu had ended up labeling each one to help remember its own special name.
“You know, I’m pretty sure there’s something in Japanese law that makes owning this many weapons a criminal offense,” she said evenly while her husband pulled down a belt containing ‘Ed’ ‘Edd’ and ‘Eddy’, a trio of grenades.
In response, the man just waved her off with his free hand without looking back. “Nonsense, that American I met in Yokohama assured me everything would be fine.” Like a child with a new toy, Mototsugu reached up to take an M-16 from the top of the rack. “Yes Mason,” he told the rifle, “now that you're with me, we’ll show those kidnappers what happens when they mess with us.”
“I’m sure all arms smugglers say those kind of things,” Saori replied, although this seemed to go unheard by her husband.
After picking out a pistol named Charlie, and a combat knife with the letters S-T-E-V-E engraved on the blade, Mototsugu went into a nearby closet to change into combat fatigues and a red headband.
He equipped himself properly, then walked up to the door and looked to Saori. “I’ll be back.”
“That’s The Terminator dear, you’re dressed up like Rambo,” she explained to him with a strait face. As Mototsugu stepped into the doorway, Saori spun around and smacked the man with a blackjack she had ordered for just such occasions and his in her apron to drop the man on the floor. “Now go to sleep before you get yourself arrested.”
As Mototsugu drifted into unconsciousness, Saori looked back to the cache and sighed. It was a good thing they lived within driving distance of the docks.
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