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Here I am on my second try of translate a fic. This is a traduction of fic of mine on the spanish section.
English is not my native language, but I hope you enjoy this fic. So welcome to:
Never let go an idea:
Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin characters. So they still are on Mr. Watsuki hands, ones that are capable to create something better that this. So don't get on the ball because the only thing I own is my ipod shuffle and a lot of debts. But the characters I create and this fic plot are mine.
Chapter 1
Today
Today is the day, the day when the new official will arrive. Better to say, the express mail one delivery directly from the American Army to help us here in Japan with the drugs operatives: A new Sergeant. 'Great!'
Because of this the last to weeks have been hell to me. Every conversation at the station have the same topic, the new sergeant. Commonly is more of how she will be?, what kind of woman professionally and physically?, and how she will look like? That put me on my nerves, and not because I will have to share the my office with her, no, not that part. The part that have me that way is Misao and Sagara. Really, I don't know from where they took that amount of imagination, and to the extremes. The were making draws about their 'theories' as the call them.
The fact is that they can't make a decision yet. Yesterday draws end on my trash can and they have the 'theory' of Misao that the sergeant will be as tall as me with arms that robust as a wharf loafer and straw colored hair. Bur Sano's say that she will be as short as Misao but round as barrel that is better jump than go around it. The only thing that they agree is that she will be a ogre. But this mess fault is from the front desk officer, she receive the seal envelope addressed to Captain Hajime Saitô and with out a second think open it up, and read it. Thanks heavens that I was arriving from my morning tea and take from her.
However she did read enough to have her own opinion and share it with Misao, and Misao with Sagara and so on, so on. "But if she have 18 months of experience as sergeant, that put her with six months on the army.. Wow, she win Aoshi-sama for six stupid months." Surprise was evident on Misao's voices as she talk with Kamiya.
"And if that put Shinomori like and iceberg, imagine what kind of woman she is". Heard Sagara talk too on the break room while he serve COFFEE to Misao and Kaoru. I don't get what idiot think on gave Misao caffeine, only Sagara. That idiot should take my example, I survive high school for had Misao away from anything that put her more hipper than she already is. But as always Sagara didn't take the must obvious example. I didn't told him but, is he blind or what? The results that day was a pickpocket with a black eye and she searching a way to explain Himura how the trash can put it self on the way of the pickpocket.
But right now on my life the only think that matter is that I will have a co-sergeant with a file that talks tons. My captain Saitô Hajime have pass me just a minute a go and I can feel his eyes burn on me searching some expression. She speak seven languages and one dialect, (damn! I only speak six) she knows kick boxing, Kapoeira (what that hell is this?), and can manage a sword (ah? What's this woman? A marine?). Was active on Brazil, Colombia, Argentina, Arizona, California, Alaska, Italy, Spain, German, Finland, Zambia and Hong Kong then get back to the her base in North Carolina.
Captain light up a cigarette and put that stupid smirk on his wolf's face. Damn! Have my surprise show up. I don't think so I only turn up my left brow and as always did my best to control my emotions and facial expressions. Even if involve some that had travel half planet in less than two years.
"Well, what's your opinion Shinomori."
"I'm the last one who can judge some for his or her age. But there's a lot of bases changes, and sincerely think that maybe is just a trouble maker that no one want."
"Shinomori, I expect more from you. As Kamiya you only read the first pages. If you continue you will see that this bases have discipline problems and that the Sergeant was send to resolve them. And with great result on little time."
"We didn't have that kind of problem with the officers here."
"As Makimachi and Sagara, right?
I didn't like to accept he was right, but those are like have two sugary hyperactive children with guns in the streets. That's why they are only assigned with competitive partners, what means: Himura (even if the Captain didn't like him), the Captain or my self. Is lame to say that they were altering the others discipline too, even if the two of them have what the hard situations streets required. But what's weird here is note of pride on the captain's voice.
"What you think those two are doing right now, Shinomori?"
With my usual stoic face, I sight a little, and answer: "Everyone is in the tactic room, there is board and chalks…they are explaining their 'theories' about the new sergeant."
"Exactly. So, what will must do?"
"You over do things and take it too serious every thing. Relax a littler here while the new Sergeant arrive. We will see how easily Miss. Perfect Soldier get offended."
I get it that moment. The captain was not too happy about the newcomer and as fast as bullet an idea took me: "May be Saitô is afraid that a overqualified and young person took off his position." And now I can accept the cup of tea in peace, today he will not try to poison me at least for the time the sergeant is here.
On the Blue tooth ear set the Gwen Steffani Hollaback can be heard. 'Blessing the MP3 cell phone technology!' Thought the girl dressed on a uncomfortable Japanese police uniform. Is awful to her taste because made women use skirt, think that she hate the most and will try to change at least for her. How she will kick a robber ass if she was trying not to show her lingerie. Thanks she is intelligent woman and put her hot pants to low the disgrace on her. And to finish the hell, there was the diabolique pantyhose. She had only use that devil things for Marine graduation and because the she captain turn her from the line to dressing room. Of course that she was eying her all the time, the memory gave shivers to her and then the ugly shoes. "Yiuk and double yiuk, that was a nasty day."
Well here we are: Tokyo Central Police Station. Forget the damn uniform for a while and let start work. "External observations for the National Security Commissioner inform. First Station, Tokyo Central." 'I hope that thing is recording if not I will have to redo it.'
"One: Clean Structure, but in need of incident prevention maintenance like cover fissures from little earthquakes, concrete molders that must be change to plastics one for passers by. Note to check roof.
Two: Clean up old cigarettes on plants of principal staircase y gums from down the hand rail. If there is not change avoid smoking and gums during labor hours." 'We will see how you cope with that Captain Saito ala walking chimney."
Pause the inform with out stop recording; reactions from personnel. Receptionist officer Kamiya.
"Good morning Officer Kamiya."
"Good morning, how can I help you?" 'Oh, Oh!' Mental alarm from Kaoru's brain. Now she can't warn Misao that all her theories are wrong. She will have to stop listening the Weasel hyperactive imagination. The woman front her was everything but ugly. No tall, just about 5'3", was not slim but athletic oval face and pretty, short hair with little brown curls, brown eyes with little gold on them, and sun tan skin.
What happen to that officer? Didn't she know how to saluted a superior? Maybe if see strong and serious. "Indicate Captain Hajime Saitô position right now, officer."
'Officer! Officer! What that hell with her, is she constipated? Oh my! what will happen to us?'!
Kaoru take the position, and saluted right, hands on back and seeing front.
"The captain is at his office. Take the corridor to the left and to the end. Sir!"
"Thanks. Rest."
Kaoru see the woman walk away to the corridor with firm steps that remind her Saitô and a shiver run her back with out option thinking on the coming days.
The corridor seem little dark and as she was near the door the sour nicotine smell burn her nose making her shiver. She did not want this mission because she will under the old wolf of the Shinsengumi, a special unit that come from the ancient Tokugawa era and is was the most patriot here.
Now here she is in front the door, she will not take back and the better is to hurry in call before the old Wolf of Mibu perceive her doubts. So, with military force she knock the door.
-"I will have not doubt."
-"Let the show start."
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