The deed had been done.
Ayane felt no remorse. Her fists were tightly clenched in anger. She would do it again, if her victim were not already dead.
"You scum, I will deal with you no longer," Ayane said, spitting on the dead body laying before, the bloody mess that once was Kasumi.
Ayane knew she could not linger long, in case someone might find out where she had been, and God forbid Kasumi's "protector" try and figure out who had killed her.
Ayane was progressing further into the assassin business. She could now make her victims look like they had died by bloody suicide. But still, she could not be caught at the crime scene. She had always had immense anger toward her half-sister Kasumi. Anyone would suspect her at first glance, but if she got home in time, her alibi would be complete.
Ayane believed she was rather fortunate to have found her target so free and open. Ayane was soon carefully free of the crime scene. The snow had started to fall again, and in a matter of moments her foot prints would be covered. However, just to be sure, she planned to burn the shoes she bought specially for this mission.
Now she would go home, hopeful for the love she might find in Hayabusa now that Kasumi was dead. Kasumi and Hayabusa were together, but now Ayane had the chance to make her move on Hayabusa.
She finally got to her apartment, full of dark furniture. She reached for the light switch, and then the phone.
"It is finished master, she is dead."
"Good. I will have your next victim ready soon."
Ayane hang up, and then the phone rang again. This startled Ayane a little, as she was being a bit paranoid.
"H-Hello?"
"Ayane, have you seen Kasumi?"
Alas, it was Hayabusa. The one person Ayane was hoping would call, but this subject was not very keen with her.
"Kasumi? She was supposed to come by my place this evening, but I haven't seen her," Ayane said calmly.
"Really? How odd, this is really not like her...she was supposed to come by my place too," Hayabusa said perplexedly.
"How about you come over here and we wait for her together," Ayane said cooly.
"I suppose I could come over, just for awhile," Hayabusa said, falling into Ayane's trap.
"Good. I'll see you in twenty minutes," Ayane said, making sure he would not change his mind.
"Ok, bye?" Hayabusa said, a bit lost.
"I'll see you then...bye!" she said, and hung up the phone.
The preparations begun.
Ayane changed into her nightgown, which, like almost everything else she owned, was very tight and showy. She also put on some very entrancing music. She was now ready for Hayabusa to visit.
There was a knock on her door. She opened the door, and standing before her was Hayabusa.
"Come in, sit down," Ayane said, directing Hayabusa to her living room couch. "Don't mind my outfit, I was getting ready for bed when you called."
She directed the disillusioned Hayabusa into her living room, where they took seats on the couch.
"Have you heard anything?" Hayabusa said, trying to get on the subject of Kasumi.
"No, I haven't," Ayane said, trying not to show her annoyance with his question. "And I'm getting rather worried about her," she added, struggling to sound worried, and moving increasingly closer to Hayabusa.
"I wonder what's wrong. This isn't like her at all," Hayabusa said. "Maybe something's happened to her. I should go home and wait for a call..."
"NO!...I mean, don't you think that if anything happens to her they'll notify me, being her sister and all," Ayane said, keeping Hayabusa from leaving.
"You're right...we should wait here together," he said, still looking rather confused.
"Ryu, I'm getting worried, won't you just stay here with me?" Ayane said, scooting still closer to Hayabusa. "I am glad you're here with me, Ryu-" she was cut off by the ringing of the phone.
Hayabusa picked up the phone.
"Hello?" he said. "What?! I-I will be there soon," he said rather shakily, and then hung up.
"Who was that, Ryu?" Ayane asked.
"It-it was the police...they want me to
Ayane felt no remorse. Her fists were tightly clenched in anger. She would do it again, if her victim were not already dead.
"You scum, I will deal with you no longer," Ayane said, spitting on the dead body laying before, the bloody mess that once was Kasumi.
Ayane knew she could not linger long, in case someone might find out where she had been, and God forbid Kasumi's "protector" try and figure out who had killed her.
Ayane was progressing further into the assassin business. She could now make her victims look like they had died by bloody suicide. But still, she could not be caught at the crime scene. She had always had immense anger toward her half-sister Kasumi. Anyone would suspect her at first glance, but if she got home in time, her alibi would be complete.
Ayane believed she was rather fortunate to have found her target so free and open. Ayane was soon carefully free of the crime scene. The snow had started to fall again, and in a matter of moments her foot prints would be covered. However, just to be sure, she planned to burn the shoes she bought specially for this mission.
Now she would go home, hopeful for the love she might find in Hayabusa now that Kasumi was dead. Kasumi and Hayabusa were together, but now Ayane had the chance to make her move on Hayabusa.
She finally got to her apartment, full of dark furniture. She reached for the light switch, and then the phone.
"It is finished master, she is dead."
"Good. I will have your next victim ready soon."
Ayane hang up, and then the phone rang again. This startled Ayane a little, as she was being a bit paranoid.
"H-Hello?"
"Ayane, have you seen Kasumi?"
Alas, it was Hayabusa. The one person Ayane was hoping would call, but this subject was not very keen with her.
"Kasumi? She was supposed to come by my place this evening, but I haven't seen her," Ayane said calmly.
"Really? How odd, this is really not like her...she was supposed to come by my place too," Hayabusa said perplexedly.
"How about you come over here and we wait for her together," Ayane said cooly.
"I suppose I could come over, just for awhile," Hayabusa said, falling into Ayane's trap.
"Good. I'll see you in twenty minutes," Ayane said, making sure he would not change his mind.
"Ok, bye?" Hayabusa said, a bit lost.
"I'll see you then...bye!" she said, and hung up the phone.
The preparations begun.
Ayane changed into her nightgown, which, like almost everything else she owned, was very tight and showy. She also put on some very entrancing music. She was now ready for Hayabusa to visit.
There was a knock on her door. She opened the door, and standing before her was Hayabusa.
"Come in, sit down," Ayane said, directing Hayabusa to her living room couch. "Don't mind my outfit, I was getting ready for bed when you called."
She directed the disillusioned Hayabusa into her living room, where they took seats on the couch.
"Have you heard anything?" Hayabusa said, trying to get on the subject of Kasumi.
"No, I haven't," Ayane said, trying not to show her annoyance with his question. "And I'm getting rather worried about her," she added, struggling to sound worried, and moving increasingly closer to Hayabusa.
"I wonder what's wrong. This isn't like her at all," Hayabusa said. "Maybe something's happened to her. I should go home and wait for a call..."
"NO!...I mean, don't you think that if anything happens to her they'll notify me, being her sister and all," Ayane said, keeping Hayabusa from leaving.
"You're right...we should wait here together," he said, still looking rather confused.
"Ryu, I'm getting worried, won't you just stay here with me?" Ayane said, scooting still closer to Hayabusa. "I am glad you're here with me, Ryu-" she was cut off by the ringing of the phone.
Hayabusa picked up the phone.
"Hello?" he said. "What?! I-I will be there soon," he said rather shakily, and then hung up.
"Who was that, Ryu?" Ayane asked.
"It-it was the police...they want me to