Connan tensed slightly, waiting for the hit. He couldn't back out of it now, or he'd lose face. The only way through gang lore from the start involved a fuckload of pain, and he wasn't worried. Connan knew that Tatsuya figured he was indespensible- sure, there were other killers, other spies, other seducers and thieves and fighters. Connan just happened to be all in one, and damn good at what he did.

That didn't stop him from tensing though.

Feeling the anger run through him, he took one step and threw a punch hard enough to knock Connan out of the chair he was sitting in.

((ooc: ANOTHER trip to the dictionary O_o you and your big words LOL))

(OOC: Well, the site did demand for semi-literacy. I just happen to be well read. XD)

Connan hit the ground, but left his gun on the table as he fell. It would be *far* too tempting to return the violence being subjected upon him. And he refused to do that.

As he hit the floor, he made a desiscion, and stood up immediatly, despite the blood trickling down his chin from a split lip. He faced Tatsuya, but didn't addopt a stance- he was neither offensive nor defensive, and the message was clear.

'You can do what you like, I'm not going to lie down and take it like an abused pet. I respect you enough not to hurt you, but fuck you if you think you're taking my pride.'

He growled again, pinning Connan to the wall in a rage. He didn't pay any mind to the other mafia members, glaring and growling at Connan. "You should change that additude of yours.."


((ooc: Lmao @__@ I hope I am semi-whatever too XD And once again I didn't really have anything to put -_- but if I didn't make him say something it would be weird O_o So he said that ))

(OOC: Just start beating the fuck out of him. Not that hard LOL)

Connan stared him in the face, and then spat at him.

"Fuck you"

((ooc: Lmao shoosh XD))

Saliva drooling down from his eye to his chin on the side of his fac, he didn't bother to wipe it off, instead he pulled his arm back and sent it to Connan, punching him in the face.

((ooc: Lmao I wonder what the mafia guys are thinkin' XD))

(OOC: XD)

Connan grunted slightly as the fist connected, and a splattering of blood fell across his and Tatsuya's face.

"'Sthat all you got? Fucking weakling."

(OOC: They'd be like O_O or, "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" LMAO)

He growled, his face full of saliva and blood. He repeated his last action, only putting a little more force into his attack this time.

((ooc: LOL! If I was there I would be with them XD FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!! XD))

Connan laughed. Granted, the pain was noticeable, hell if Tatsuya hit him again it would probably break his jaw. But even still. Connan wasn't going to bitch about it. Infact...

Connan pushed Tatsuya off him. "Pathetic. Learn to fight, 'Boss'." He said that last with all the mockery he could manage. Of course, Tatsuya could hardly ignore such a test of his authority. Connan really did seem to be asking to get himself hurt, given that he wasn't fighting back. Yet.

"You bastard.." He wiped the blood and saliva off on the sleeve of his arm, glaring at Connan. He went back up to Connan and aimed to twist his arm behind his back and pin him agaisnt the wall again.

Connan slipped through Tatsuya's hold, and in turn grasped his wrists tightly enough that his arms locked. Tatsuya wouldn't be able to fight without a hell of a struggle.

"Enough. We shouldn't fight like this. I concur. Next time, do ask."

Connan let go of Tatsuya's hands and walked over to pick up his gun. It was now up to Tatsuya whether or not the fight continued.

Letting out a low growl, he turned to look at Connan. "Connan.. let us speak.."

He eye'd the mafia members who had stopped to watch the fight. "Without interuptions."


((ooc: Once again couldn't think of anything O_o))

"As you like. Lead on, I'll follow."

He left his gun on the table.

He left the room with Connan following.

They arrived in a different room that was something like a library. High shelves full of paper work and documents. Whether there were any actual books was debatable.

Connan stood still, waiting. Tatsuya probably was not about to show him any great kindnesses.