a secret.

[Anson and Hana]

There is no warmth in her heart. There is only hatred, cold and unwavering. Her hatred is like a poisonous venom, spreading from the bite and infecting the whole body. She is simply Hana, daughter of Toro, the former leader of the White Devil Tigers before his untimely death at the hands of Keiko Hiroto. Her hatred was born long ago and has all but consumed the once good soul she was born with. She will not leave this world with a whisper. She will leave this world with a bang, large and shattering to all those who have ever been in her way.

The newly formed Hana Group, now consisted of former members of the White Devil Tigers and of the Collective. They followed Hana loyally and their numbers were growing. Every promise that Hana made to them, she followed through upon and this only strengthened their bonds. Attacks upon the Collective's dealings and those upon the White Devil Tigers were mounting and now the Group was getting more and more adventurous. They were turning their direction towards the Military Intelligence.

Her goal has always been very simple. To gain revenge over those who had caused her pain over the years. This included anyone connected to Harima Asahina and directed especially towards Keiko Hiroto, who stole her father's life. Only at one point in her life, had there been any hope and a spark of warmth that nearly made her give up her vendetta all together. He was a savior.

A silhouette caught her eye. Through the paper walls bordered in bamboo, his frame stood and reached out for a drink that was set on a table top for him. Hana was a young upstart in the Devil Tigers at this time, unaware of the path that was set forth for her. She held youth and innocence in her eyes, as well as an automatic lust for whoever was behind that wall, despite never having seen him yet.

She stood up, dressed in white, the skirt made of inverted pleats and the neckline plunging. Her long curled hair bounced as she walked towards the entrance to the next room. As her eyes scanned the room, there her eyes caught love. It surprised her to see that he was an American. He had dark features, a strong build and a pair of warm brown eyes that stared right back at hers. Her pale cheeks felt a flush of red blood travel through them quickly as she let go of a demure smile. The man sipped on his drink, then moved across the room and stood directly in front of her, a hand extended.

"You're beautiful."

It was all he had to say for her to lean up and kiss him then and there.

Anson Williams was a young recruit sent over by the MI7 to check up on one of their agents undercover in the White Devil Tigers, who just happened to be his sister. He wrapped his arms around Hana and smirked lightly as he pulled away from the kiss. His hand took hold of her cheek gently and his thumb rubbed against the soft skin of her face. Was there such a thing as love at first sight? Anson must have thought that as they talked into the night and he nearly had forgotten why he came to Japan in the first place.

The months passed and both he and Hana were in the throws of passion. Each night that passed, the love and sex became more and more intense. Neither one could be away from the other for very long. This kind of love, it wasn't meant to exist. An obsessive love with an intense attachment just shouldn't be allowed between two heastrong people.

This love, cumulated into a welcomed surprise for Hana. She was pregnant. Hana couldn't have been happier. Anson told her everything about himself. That he was an agent for the MI7, about what he did and who he worked with. Everything except for the dealings having to do with his sister. Sloane O'Rourke had embedded herself deeply within the White Devil Tigers and he had been stationed here as backup. He had no clue that Hana was a part of the White Devil Tigers. After a while, he would leave for hours at a time during the night, sometimes not comming back for a whole day. Anson seemed like the perfect lover and father when he was around, but those late nights had her wondering. When he didn't return for at least two days, Hana had him followed from then on, and her men reported back that he was with a woman. What Hana didn't know was that Sloane O'Rourke was Anson's sister. Eventually it got back to her that she was an MI7 agent, or so it seemed. Instead of reporting that Sloane and Anson were agents to Andrew Asahina, as she should have, she kept quiet.

Hana assumed that Anson was cheating on her, and ripped into him. A fight broke out between them and she told him that he would never have any kind of access to her, or to their child. Anson tried desperately to explain to her what had happened, but instead, Hana refused to believe him and shot Anson out of anger and confusion. There he learned that she was part of the White Devil Tigers. Hana's mind broke down and her heart shattered into a million little peices. Anson was saved by fellow MI7 agents and when he recovered, he went off in search of Hana. He wanted his daughter, who had been named Yumi. Most of his days when he wasn't working for the MI, were spent looking for her. Sloane came close once, but suffered greatly in consequence of that.

Years since then, Hana had been blackmailing Anson with all of the information he had told her while they were lovers. She promises him that if he does what she says, that she will let him see Yumi again. Sixteen years have passed, and not much has come from it.

Anson still moves forward though, a torn and broken man.
One day he would see Yumi again, he believed that in his crooked heart that only had a place for her.