Once There Had Been Peace

[harajuku_kage]

Who: EVERYOOOOOOONE. SRSLY. ZAIKA WANTS YOU RIGHT HURR.
What: Backlog. The story of how peace between the groups deteriorated, and the Yakuza became a whole lot more dangerous
When: Four months prior to the start of the rest of the roleplay. Think of it as where Shippuden begins.
Where: Harajuku's Den Aquaroom
Warnings: I-I don't even know

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[undid]

There was something to be said for being a yakuza in Japan versus a mobster in America; not that a person's basic wardrobe or public reception was all that much different (comparatively better or worse), but more that they all held themselves differently. It was perhaps a little like comparing office workers from either country - American workers were generally more individualistic, less refined in their specialty, and more focused on small projects than on the big picture. Japanese workers were generally dedicated to their company, their office, their occupation as if it were their father, their mother, their siblings, and their children. They felt guilty taking paid vacations, doing anything that put themselves ahead of what they perceived to be the greater good.

Naruto tended to instinctively prefer the former of the two perspectives because it gave him more creative freedom (and Naruto liked freedom, no matter what color it came in), but he tended to think the Italian approach to his job. (The over-glamorized, Godfather-esque,

[snow_melts]

Hiashi wouldn't be in attendance, for much the same reason as Tsunade forwent these sorts of meetings. It was just asking for a knife to the back (although Hinata figured they probably did things differently now. It would probably be done with a small handgun; something illegal and easy to toss aside). In any case, he had informed Hinata that she would be going with his assistant and a single bodyguard. This implied plenty more. Either he trusted her enough for her to go with Hayashi, or...it could just be that both of them were worthless enough to be tossed aside so easily if it went badly

[lotushero]

How Lee had somehow managed to land a spot in accompanying Naruto(-kun) to the meeting between all the gumi, the big-eyed taijutsu master had no idea. He just knew that he was there, they were trying to work out an agreement, and that a room full of yakuza was prone to house quite a bit of violence, so he had no choice but to be alert and prepared, just in case.

Amidst the gentle sounds gurgling of water, Lee watched as golden, silver, blue, green, purple, every color fish darted in their tanks, as if even they knew what was going to happen. This is not going to end well, they were saying. This is a disaster waiting to happen.

But Lee was optimistic. He wasn’t a fool and knew perfectly well that things might not go too smoothly (since when did things with anything mafia-related go smoothly?), but he still hoped. Maybe they’d reach an agreement. Maybe they’d come to terms with agreeing to disagree. Maybe things would take a turn for the better.

Maybe, maybe, maybeThough he stood a few feet away from Hinata, he flashed her a

[undid]

Naruto was not really a nervous person, regardless. It wasn't in his nature to be cautious, and caution tended to go hand-in-hand with nervousness, and so, for all that he had been nervous in times prior (times when a knife was being held to his face perhaps? But Naruto didn't know if that could be called nervousness, even, especially since the whisker-like scars were still visible on his cheeks) he was not nervous now in the least, and it had nothing to do with the fact of that whole "safety in numbers" thing.

Of course, the Konohagumi were the largest gang in attendance - they were the largest gang period, well populated and with a very wide scope of influence in the city. They were not the most violent (which perhaps put them at a slight disadvantage) but if overpower the enemy was a matter only of sheer numbers, the Konohagumi had the rest of Tokyo outweighted by a relatively good margin. What with their allegiance with the Hyuuga family, and the enduring youth of the majority of their leaders, they were resilient in their way,

DON'T BE SHY. Come mess with him. It'll be /fun/.

[gangbangx]

And I was a hand grenade-

It's simple.

(Being here. Under orders. His outfit is simple and his demeanor is calm (explosive) as it always is after he's taken enough pills to keep himself in check. If it is not a bomb or flying debris that kills Deidara, it will be his liver, because he knows he has ruined his body that way. A half-hundred of ibuprofen and he's calm enough to represent the Akatsukigumi the way he does by showing up here, and he is not alone. Deidara is absolutelyabsolutely never alone because the Akatsuki are Yakuza, and you never see one entirely alone. Not ever.) But he is alone right now, if only for the solitary fact that he is waiting, smoking a cigarette and flicking its glowing ashes into a glass tray.

That never stopped exploding.Flicks the ash

[myfist_urface]

There was far too much at stake here. Temari had stayed up most of the night before, thinking of just how wrong everything could go, trying to think of a way to avoid the mess that was bound to spring up if negotiations fell through

[unenthusiasm]

His hands were jammed in his pockets and his back was slightly slouched as he entered the den. He didn't at all like Harajuku. Far too flamboyant of a place, he'd thought