Kiryu Kazuma

Indiependent Kiryu Kazuma RP Blog from the Yakuza Series by SEGA

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Laughing softly, Makoto pulled away to look up at Kiryu. He was so strong, and yet ever gentle, even if it seemed like sometimes he wasn’t entirely sure what to make of her. Settling onto the couch beside him, she found his left hand and threaded her fingers into the gaps between his own.

“You’ve been so kind to me… always.” The past couple of months getting to know Kiryu had been both delightful and unexpected – she had never met anybody quite like him, and she couldn’t believe they’d lost the last twenty years of knowing one another when they got along so well.  Then again, if some of the stories she’d managed to tease out of him were to be believed, perhaps that was for the best.

“Do you think… we can make this work?” Idly, she found herself tracing small scars on the backs of his hands, calloused knuckles which spoke of how he had fought so hard to come as far as he had. She had initially thought of them as polar opposites, but really, they had a lot in common – not least of all how neither of them seemed to be able to keep from smiling at one another. “If, I mean, that is-.” Second guessing, always second guessing. “If that’s what you want.”

Kiryu’s focus remained on the other and her movements as he felt the other entangle her hand in his left hand. The smile on his features remained towards her for the current time being. 

“Of course. It’s who I am and what everyone deserves.” He stated, thinking back to the period they had spent together so far. He also had the strong urge and addiction to be affectionate towards her, not doing so to the extreme felt like an agony. He wished things could of been different. 

In response to the other’s words, he briefly pressed his lips against hers and then nuzzled his nose against hers. “It may not be easy, but I believe so and that is what I want. Do you want that as well?”

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“Course it is. When you pop ya clogs, who knows what’s gunna happen in the family. I sure as hell don’t wanna get involved.” Majima scoffed. He had left the yakuza for a reason, but whether he liked it or not, whatever happened in the Tojo would have a huge impact on the city - and that meant Majima Construction too. “I gotta make sure you stay on the ol’ bent an’ narrow. Ya got any of that soda left?”

Waving a hand between them both, Majima feigned a yawn.

“Doncha ever get bored of listenin’ to ya jowls flappin’ like that? Ya gettin’ hella borin’ in ya old age.” Though as far as Majima was concerned, Kiryu had always been needlessly reticent on this sort of thing, even though they both lived to brawl. “Since when have two men needed a reason to have at it, huh? Betcha ten thousand yen you’re the one what goes down this time, burger-chops.”

“If anyone’s going back to that place, it’s not going to me. Not anymore.” He was probably wrong about that, but he hoped that he was not. Kiryu simply let out a sigh for a moment or two in response to the moment. “I think I can handle that myself. No.”

“I get bored of yours flapping too fast, I don’t think I’m the only one.” Kiryu simply stated in response and stretched his shoulders and then he got into the position of the Dragon of Dojima, like he didn’t have a choice. “Let’s get this over with, so I can go about my day.”

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Makoto’s eyes lit up when the man beckoned her over, picking her way shyly over to the table and bowing as she reached it.

“Kiryu-san?” He had soft, dark eyes beneath his furrowed brow - a look which lent him a trustworthy, dependable air. Somehow, that was just how she had imagined him, but she hadn’t been expecting him to be so pretty with it. She almost couldn’t believe it - to have a voice like that and then to be so handsome besides. He was a lucky man. “It’s been a very very long time.” Taking the seat opposite, she gestured to the menu. “Did you order something yet? Do you drink tea or coffee?”

All these years, all these questions, and that was the one she chose to ask first? She found herself looking back at him and smiling, half-dazed with an unexpected delight. “So what are you doing lately? Do you still work in real estate?” Looking at him was enough to answer that perhaps he did not, but she wasn’t about to make assumptions based on a suit.

Kiryu simply smiled towards the other for the current time being as she arrived at the table and eventually sat down. 

“Yes, Makato-san.” He simply stated with a nod of his head for the moment. Well she had aged well. Like hardly at all. She was nearly twenty whole years older and it didn’t look it. Was there a fountain of youth that he didn’t know about? If so, he wanted the location of it. “It has.” He paused. “I prefer coffee. I haven’t ordered. I don’t remember what they do.” His memory could be fickle in this area. 

He continued to smile at the other for the time, then he heard the other’s question and scratched the back of his head..”Not anymore. I tend to a orphanage.” Was his response. Which was true, he left his interesting past out of it for now.

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Her mouth was agape in shock. She was flabbergasted that right after he said that he wasn’t going to fight her, he began walking away from her. Majima wanted to grab him by the hair and pull him back, but he was out of her reach by the time that thought came up in her head.

‘Damn him!’  Who knew that a guy she just met would piss her off this much. Though at the same time, it didn’t mean she was going to leave him alone. If anything, it made her more eager to get him to fight her. She was going to have so much with coming up with ideas to make him 'unleash’ that dragon.

'Just you wait. I’ll find a way to get ya to fight me, Kiryu-chan.~’

She was a unique kind of person, he had a feeling that this was not the last time he would encounter her. But that was obvious, but he more so had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time that she tried to get him to fight her. 

A sigh heavily left him as he now thought that perhaps he shouldn’t have stopped to talk to her or took to long in his thoughts when he realized who she was. He had a feeling he was going to regret that for the rest of his years alive.

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Makoto was nervous - that much was evident in the stiffening of her shoulders as Kiryu wrapped his arms around her. Still, she adjusted her weight to be more comfortable in his embrace, leaning into him and into his gentle kisses. Such affection was unfamiliar to her. Warmth spread from his touch throughout her body, flushing her cheeks as she shyly lowered her chin away and buried her face in his broad shoulder.

“It’s so nice to have you here,” she murmured after a moment, her gentle smile curving through her words. Truthfully, she didn’t have much to offer him. She wasn’t pretty or flashy like most of the other women in Kamurocho - it was a silly notion which she thought she had left behind in her youth, but apparently not. Even now, she felt lesser, duller, and older to boot. But he had wanted to kiss her, wanted to hold her. Perhaps that was enough. Perhaps kindness and grit were enough. Perhaps she was enough.

She lifted her face again, gazing softly up at Kiryu. For much of her life, other people had made decisions for her. This one, she felt, was her own. Not able to find words to say beyond thank you, which seemed out of place, she closed her eyes and kissed him once more.

Kiryu was comforted within the moment the two of them were currently sharing together. He continued to gently press his lips against hers, until she buried her face into his shoulder and he nuzzled against the feeling of having her so close then heard her spoke. 

“It’s.. so nice to be here with you.” He simply stated in response. He didn’t think it was possible to feel this way again after Yumi had died. He would never truly get over that, but he had never expected to move on. This feeling was pleasant and wonderful. 

When her gaze met his once again, he simply smiled until it was time to close his eyes and press his lips against hers once more. 

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“Eh? No need? No need for what?” It sounded as if he wasn’t going to fight her no matter what she did. Which didn’t make her all too happy. How was she supposed to know if the rumors were true if she didn’t get a taste of what he was capable of? No way she was going to leave him alone, not until she got what she wanted.

“Ya better not be saying you’re not gonna give me a fight, Kiryu-chan. I will make ya fight me, even if I gotta use drastic measures ta’ make it happen.”

“Violence. No need to fight you.” The man simply stated in response to the others words for the current time being, because they were starting to sound like a borderline lunatic. They were quite obsessed with this.

 He thinks he’s worked them out. He shrugs her off and waves her off with one hand as he walks passed her and heads off to continue his walk. 

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“Oh, guess we’re not that different after all.” She responded, slightly surprised, Majima didn’t think there would be anything similar between them. Then again, who would remember the last person they beat up?

The one eyed woman scoffed at his answer. “Seriously?” She thought for sure that he would be eager to fight her, but all she got was a lukewarm response. Oh well, at least he didn’t decline it completely. There was still a chance for them to fight each other. “Looks like I’m gonna have ta’ be the one to make the first move then.” Walking closer to him, she reached out and patted his cheek. “Hope ya live up to that title of yours. I would hate it if you were to disappoint me, Kiryu-chan.~”

“I suppose not.” Kiryu simply stated in response as acknowledgement to the fact. They were similar in that regard, but he didn’t believe they were quite the same. Just a feeling he had. She seemed to be more fond of unneeded fights then he was. 

The man simply nodded in response to her brief response. “Yes.” Was his simple answer, straight the point. He had the feeling she was getting ideas or not taking his response as seriously as she should have been. “There is no need.” He simply stated, the way she worded it didn’t sound quite right. 

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KIRYU KAZUMA IS BACK IN YAKUZA 7!!!

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“Don’t kid yaself.” The one-eyed man cracked his knuckles loudly, still fidgeting like a toddler at Christmas. “Only a matter of time until the next thing comes along. You know that as well as I do. Ya a terrible liar, Kiryu - tryna pretend like you wish it was any other way. I ain’t buyin’ it.” Projecting his own feelings all over Kiryu was par for the course as far as Majima was concerned - they were different in a lot of ways, but a lot more similar than the Dragon of Dojima wanted to believe.

“Sure, sure, but we called a truce, didn’t we? Peacetime’s over, Kiryu-chan. It’s a dog eat dog world out here.” Majima didn’t seem all that bothered by Kiryu’s refusal to fight. He always managed to eke a brawl out of him one way or another. “Get up, ya lazy bag o’ bones.”

He was most likely on the ball, as if things would stay peaceful. “Perhaps you’re right, hopefully I won’t be around when that time comes.” He paused. “Like I said, it’s not like it’s any of your business anyway.” He simply stated in response to the other’s words. 

“There’s no reason to fight you. Why don’t go work on Majima Construction. Unless the only way to get it out your system is to get knocked down again, Majima-San.” Kiryu simply stated in response. 

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“I’ll see you there!”

True to her word, Makoto appeared in Cafe Snow not ten minutes after she’d hung up the phone, and it wasn’t until she had stepped over the threshold that she remembered something quite important: she had no idea what Kiryu looked like. Stalled by her own embarrassment, she halted in the doorway, smiling nervously at the waitress behind the counter before peering around the cafe carefully.

The venue was reasonably quiet - two couples sat in the window, and a mother with her three children nearer the back. They were easily ruled out, along with the single women enjoying coffee and cake, but there was more than one man sat alone. Tapping her cheek thoughtfully, Makoto wondered if she might’ve beaten him here – though there was one gentleman in a suit who looked somewhat more alert than the rest. She could only hope that if it were Kiryu, he would put her out of her misery once she made prolonged eye contact.

Kiryu waited for the call to be over in order to make his way towards the Cafe that she had requested to meet him. Just informing Haruka of where he was going and why. He managed to get there rather quickly, even though he had to briefly to deal with some random thugs. But that was the usual in this city.

He hadn’t ordered anything yet, because he hadn’t been here that often and he was waiting for the other to turn up. She may not know what he looks like, but he knows what she looks like. He smiled towards her when he saw her, his eye contact direct with hers. He waved her over.

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“Somewhat. I tend not remember the guys that I beat up.” Even though that was mostly a joke, it was partly true. Nishiki wasn’t someone that was memorable for her, hence why it took her a while to remember who he was. That, and she didn’t really hear about him from other people.

“Oh, ok then. Thought I’d be able to see what the Dragon of Dojima was all about. Guess I’ll have ta wait til next time.” She was slightly disappointed that she wasn’t going to fight him this instant, but she had all the time in the world to do that.

“Me neither, unless they were somewhat significant.” The man simply stated in response to the other’s words for the current time being. Hopefully, Nishiki would manage to make himself more known eventually.

“If there is a next time, I won’t fight someone unless there’s a legit reason for me to or they attack me first. More so in this case, I won’t strike a woman first.” He said as his answer. He had a feeling he’d feel really guilty about that. 

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“Nishiki?” She repeated. Majima was trying to remember where she heard that name before, and then it hit her. That guy from Serena, the one that she fought when she was looking for Makoto. She almost forgot that he had connections with Kiryu.

“Oh yeah, now I remember.. the pretty boy. Had a fight with him not too long ago.” She laughed slightly after her comment. “Let me guess, ya gonna try ta’ avenge his dignity or some shit cause he’s all sour that I beat his ass?” The woman wasn’t all the familiar with Kiryu’s friend to know what he was like, she assumed that was why Nishiki told him about her.

“Was he that forgettable?” Kiryu slightly joked in response to the other’s words for the current time being, a rare action from him. Though it was odd, he heard that she fought his friend because she was looking for him for having Makoto at the time. 

“Oh it came back to you. Yeah, him I suppose. I’m aware, he informed me of the details.” He then shook his head for a moment or two. “That’s not my style and I don’t consider that fight any of my business in that regard.” He simply stated in response. 

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Makoto’s small apartment seemed full to bursting with Kiryu in it, and so too did her heart.  It meant so much to her to have found him again, an old friend lost to time. Leaning against the back of the sofa as they chatted, almost dozy in her contentment, she laughed along with his wry wit and relished in his stories.

It was as one such story concluded that the space between them melted away, and unexpectedly, he kissed her. She gasped against his warm lips, surprised by the sudden movement. The kiss was brief, but it was soft and inviting in a way which made her chest ache.  She stared at him wide-eyed when he pulled away and lowered his face with an apology, shaking her head dumbly, lips parted for air.

Without a word, she reached out gently for his cheek, cupping it in her palm until their eyes met again. Perhaps she should have said something, but the kiss had taken with it her breath and voice both. Dainty fingers stroked his cheek before leaning in to press her lips chastely against his once more. She didn’t know where this would lead, or if it was a good idea, but she trusted Kiryu more than anybody else she knew.  With him, she would always be safe.

“Please don’t apologise…”

For the time that his head was faced down, he just felt guilt for what he considered acting out of order and taking advantage of a sweet innocent woman that deserved much better then that. How could he be so foolish! It had felt nice, but it was wrong! Bad Kiryu, mind wise said to himself!

There was confusion and curiosity when the woman cupped his face up by his cheeks until his gaze met hers again. An apologetic guilty look placed onto his features. Though those features and his eyes looked shocked when she leaned in and pressed her lips back against his. Then when she stopped, he heard her words. He hadn’t done wrong. Whatever he was feeling, it was mutual.

“Alright..” He said, sweetly smiling towards the other as he adjusted himself to sit up properly again and pulled her close, into a hug like embrace and then closed his eyes and pressed his lips against hers again. Feeling a sudden burst of affection.

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“Very well, thank you! Oh, you saw my advertisement? Brilliant!” This was bizarre - a real blast from the past. A past she had once wanted to forget all about, and yet, hearing it calling to her from across the years - somehow, it didn’t seem so terrible to face a facet of all that shattered glass. In fact, hearing Kiryu’s voice brought a smile to her face and sparked a lightness in her chest that she couldn’t have predicted.  She had so many questions for him - both about back then, and about how he had been since, and how things were today.

“Um.” Makoto paused as if she really had to think about this one. “There’s a place on Senryo Avenue called Cafe Snow - how about there? When are you free? I’m… not far from there right now, if you’re in the area…?” She could pack up her books and be there in ten or fifteen minutes.

“Mhm!” Kiryu simply stated in response to the other’s response, keeping the phone to his head as a smile remained placed on his features for the current time being. Usually any reminders of the past weren’t pleasant, but this was a rare exception to that logic of his mind. 

“That would be fine, I can make my way there soon. I know where it is. I’m free right now. If I get there first, I will wait for you.” He simply stated in response to the other’s words for now. 

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Despite his request, it was quite clear that Majima had never intended to be offered a fry, dark eye daring the other man to say something about his poor manner. Kiryu was too kind for his own good. The one eyed man’s lips cracked into a grin at the other’s curt answer.

“So ya did shack up with her, huh. Can’t blame ya. She only slapped me once but I reckon I could dine out on it for the next ten years.” He shifted his weight from foot to foot, the very picture of exuberance. Whilst it may not have been clear what it was, it was evident that he had a plan for this interaction. “Now c’mon, just cus them upstart kids’ve been run outta town, don’t mean you got time to rest on ya laurels.”

He beckoned crudely with his middle finger like one might call on a dog, clearly enjoying his own brutishness.

“Now c’mon baby, I missed ya. Knock my lights out. Show me ya ain’t gone rusty.”

Kiryu simply blinked for a moment or two in response to the other’s words for the current time being. He wasn’t entirely sure what to say about the other. He was persistent, that was for sure. 

“You sure like your assumptions, don’t you? I didn’t say anything of the sort. Not that it’s any of your business, regardless.” What him and Sayama got up to what his business and his business alone. “You never know, things may be peaceful now.” He doubted that, hopefully he’d get away before anything else happened.  

“Why? There’s no reason to fight you, Majima. I’ve beat you a few times already.”

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She gave a perplexed look when she was given the compliment, “Thanks.. I guess.” Had he not bring up the eye patch part, she would’ve accepted the flattering remark instead of finding what he said to be basically a backhanded compliment in her eyes.

“Anyway, what does the ‘Dragon of Dojima’ want with me, hmm? Did somebody sent ya, or did ya just wanna hang out with little ol’ me?” She asked with a smile on her face. Hardly did anyone approach her in such a manner with the intent for something casual and not serious. And this guy didn’t seem to have a laid back air about him, though she could be wrong about that.

Kiryu simply nodded in response for the current time being after she responded. He felt like he possibility potentially offended her, when that wasn’t his attention. He had intended to be nice, but whoops moments happened for him a lot. Like all those times he’d accidentally agreed to help people. 

“Not the first, I was passing by, saw you and you matched the description that I got from Nishki and I was curious.” He simply stated in response to the other’s words, still trying to work the other out while remaining curious. 

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Kiryu wasn’t sure what had come over him. It had been a while now since he had reunited with Makoto after finding that poster. Not sure how many months it had been. He had been invited over to hers by her for dinner. 

He had accepted the invite and had gone over, ate what she had cooked for them both and had been watching a movie with her. Then they were talking and something came over him, unusual, an instinct that he’d either never had before or it rarely came to him. 

He leaned over and pressed his lips against hers for a brief period until he had realized what came over him and pulled away. Looking shocked and disappointed at himself. He then bowed apologetically. “I’m sorry!” What had he done!? He’d crossed a line! What would Tachibana think of him.