Black Hole Sun
Hattori had always been cold and aloof on the best of days and a downright dick on the worst. He’d always kept himself closed off from everyone, never letting anyone in in case they catch a glimpse of weakness from him. And this mask had worked. It made him seem strong, invincible, the perfect heir to the perfect clan. But despite that, Raijin had expected some sort of reaction from the fallen heir upon hearing about the betrayal he’d suffered and the loss of his best friend. Instead, the news was met with cold indifference, like he could have been talking about some random wolf from some random clan that he didn’t give a fuck about. A fire started to build in the Genji’s chest and he stumbled to his feet. He bared his teeth at the accusatory tone that his cousin used with him.
”What did I do? What the fuck do you mean ’what did I do’? I fucking went and defended both of your honors. It’s one thing to die in an honorable battle, it’s another to die because someone stabbed you in the fucking back. I tried to make him pay, blood for blood as honor dictates! But I was too fucking weak, too much of a god damn pup and I failed. But I’ll do it again, I’ll get stronger and I’ll become better and then I’ll get revenge for Take, my brother and your best friend, because he deserves that much.” God he was so angry he was shaking. How dare he look at him with those cold eyes and judge him for doing what he had to for the two wolves he cared about. How dare he judge him for being left alone. Not everyone could be the ice prince.
Talking, Talking in Italics means he's speaking Japanese