".. ****, ****, ****.. Okay, calm down."

Easier said than done with there was bullets flying only some feet away.

"What would Noona say in a situation like this." KC thought. The answer was simple: Noona would most definitely never be in this situation to begin with, at least not without backup! So that only made things worse for poor KC.

How thing all began? Simple.

When he awoke the first thing can came to mind was, obviously, the bathroom. He did his best when lifting himself away from satin sheets to not disturb the barely covered Roya, who slept peacefully with her face nuzzled against a pillow, beside him.

Tip-toed steps took him around the bed, all the while picking up clothing here and there; all which had been haphazardly thrown the night prior. One piece of said clothing, his coat, had been the rare exception -- as it rested draped over a near by chair.

KC searched into the sagging pocket of his coat to fish out his phone. Quiet, quiet - he'd turn it on and press the speaker to his bare stomach while creeping over to the bathroom. The little buzz, along with the turn-on chime of the phone, seemed to be enough to cause a slight disturbance to his bed mate. KC could hear Roya begin to shift in between her sheets, so he'd book it to the bathroom to not disturb her anymore.

Nothing luxurious would happen in the bathroom. And going into detail would turn this story into fetish fuel, so that will be skipped. Either way, KC ended up in front of a mirror. A few faces made, some wrinkles checked. He'd run a hand across his cheek and down his throat. Stubble, and without any way to get rid of it. At least it was light enough not to be a problem - he'd deal with it once he got to the salon.

Now, with the thought in mind, he'd check his messages. He had slept in pretty late, but he expected the girls to be able to handle themselves. It was something they excelled at. Except...

He had a good many texts from a few of them.

The Red Tiger Triad is here. What do?!
They want money!!!

The rest of the texts seemed to be the same. The later ones talking about a busted window and how they had to fork over their `rent` or else things would get worse.

Needless to say. They paid. In other words -- KC just lost cash, and more importantly, the people who trusted him had been put in a situation they shouldn't of have. The salon wasn't in Red Tiger territory, but it seemed like they had been sucked into a turf war.

Now. KC's a guy, he still has some pride. But the Red Tiger Triad? While fuming currently, there had been a little bit of fear there.

Good thing the fuming seemed to overpower it. When KC got mad? He did stupid things.

Which is why he made a visit to the Triads newest establishment. A place the girls pointed him to when he came by to look over the damage and get the story.

"Welcome, Miss! Are you Michiko?" The waitress said to KC.

"Mhm! Michiko. Here for my interview." KC flashed those pearly whites happily. She's a girl now, after all. The benefits of being a cross dresser paid off at times. It's best not to seem too angry even if you're in the lion -- or, well, tigers den.

"I'm sorry, but this is procedure." These words came not from the rather too happily smiling waitress, but instead came from a rather muscular looking man in a suit. KC could do nothing but stand there while she found her arms lifted to hold out at either side of her. Then? The pat down began.

Lower and lower, the more it fell, the more KC seemed to get a little nervous.

"I'm just here for a waitress job, I'm-.." She couldn't finish that. Not when she got a deadpanned look from a rather scarred looking face of the suited man doing the frisk.

"You're going to have to deal. Don't play stupid, you know what this place is."

He continued. At least until his hand pressed somewhere it most likely shouldn't.

KC stood there biting her bottom lip while sweat rolled down her cheek. Yes, this wasn't going to be fun.

As for the suited man? He stared at where he was grabbing, looked up at KC, back down, then right back up again.

".. Uh, there was nothing on the application about you being a transvestite."

"Uh, well.." KC began. Inside? `****, okay KC.. Think of something!`

"That's not a problem.. right?"

"Yeah, it is.. Because my brother slept with Michiko, and I'm sure she didn't have a dick."

Perfect, KC thought. Just perfect...

Soon enough a fist came to grasp at her collar and with a harsh slam, KC found herself back first against the wall. KC winced when the man pulled his fist back; he seemed ready and willing to use violence to get answers out of her.

"Wait, wait, wait..! I swear, I'm not doing anything fishy! I just really, really need--" The lightness in her voice left and took on more of the manly tone only a few ever hear. "Screw it." And with that, her size 9 heel went slamming toe first into the poor guys nutsack.

When he crumpled? KC was already on the move. Right for the door! Sure, there had been yelling behind her, but she only needed a few more steps to make her get away.

Except? There wouldn't be a way for her to get away. Not when the doors bell chimed and ten suited men came into the restaurant.

KC almost fell over, but a few click-making steps in those heels caught her balance. She really was caught between a rock and a hard place.

"Aren't you that crossdresser who works by the buffet?" One of the men asked.

KC nodded her head. ".. Yes?"

"You might want to go, this is going to get messy.." Already a few of the men started to pull out weapons.

"Hoi Mei said `Stupid ladyboy went to pick fight! You stop, now! Red Tiger in Dragon land!` .. and since we owe her.." It wasn't like he needed to finish his sentence, since he already was shoving KC behind the wall of well tailored suits.

"HEY! **** HEADS! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN ENTER DRAGON TERRITORY WITHOUT OUR PERMISSION?!"

And that's when the gunfire started? That brings up to the beginning of the story.

"Hey, you got a light?" One of the Dragon members said while he crouched down by KC. He had a cigarette balanced between two fingers.

KC nodded quickly and provided a her lighter with a shaking hand. The short man snatched it up and lit up his cigarette. "Look, guy.. If we didn't come and save your ***, you'd be up a shit creek right now."

"I know.." KC frowned.

"So can my wife get her nails done for free?" He then held up one finger, exhaled some smoke, then peeked around the corner with his gun brandished to fire off a few shots. A pained groan later from the distance seemed enough for him to come back around to finish the conversation.

"Well?" He said.

KC could only stare. The guy did the same, then reached up to nudge her on the forehead. "Well?"

"Yeah.. she can get her nails done for free."

"What about my buddy Saito's wife? Can she get her nails done for free too?"

"What about mine?!" Came after a few gunshots in the distance.

".. All your wives can get their nails done for free."

Two of the Yazuka brethren high fived each other before heading deeper into the restaurant.

More gun shots followed.

As for KC? KC was left there stunned.

"How much money did they take from you?"

KC was caught off guard when the question was asked. She looked up from her hiding place at the guy who the other called Saito. He had bills in his hands and was counting through them.

"Three hundred," She began. "But you can keep it.."

"We take care of our own. As long as you keep our wives happy and tell us if anything strange goes down at at the Jade Dragon? We're cool." He'd then hand her over five bills.

"Think of the extra two hundred as a tip in advance." He then clicked his tongue after hearing a yell in the distance. Someone was begging for their life. "Can you shut him up?!" He yelled out. "The boss wants him alive, but I don't want to hear him whining all the way back!"

Saito then patted KC roughly on the shoulders a few times. "Alright, time to go. My wife's going to be at your place in fifteen.. oh, and can you do her hair? Like yours." He'd gesture to KC's updo. "It's nice. I'm taking her out to dinner later, you see? It's our anniversary."

KC swallowed back roughly, then slowly nodded her head. She didn't say thing, but it seemed that's all Saito needed to see.

So, with a flash of a smile from Saito, KC was sent off on her way.

At least this took care of the triad-stealing-their-money problem.