DISCLAIMER! -Lupin and Company are owned by someone else. Monkey Punch, I
think. All other characters are figments of my imagination and don't
resemble anyone at all, hopefully.
Chapter one: Tokyo International Boarding School
Sometimes when the weather is mild and the moon is full, the beautiful campus of the Tokyo International Boarding School is calm and still like a portrait. Consisting of six buildings surrounding an opulent courtyard, the school would look almost unremarkable amidst the sakura trees and running streams decorating it if it weren't for the stunning statue in the courtyards center. Standing as tall as the six buildings surrounding it (six stories, roughly) the stern visage of a Japanese man scowls to the heavens in grim determination, with a book tucked in one arm and a hat in the other across his breast. The statue has become a landmark of Japan, symbolizing the integrity of its people and the efficiency of its schooling. However, to the students it serves a different purpose. In golden letters engraved on the base, it states the school motto for all to see, "With Crime Comes Punishment!" famous words from the founder, and a means of keeping the students in check. However, the Tokyo International Boarding School isn't famous for statues alone, for the school caters to the rich sons and daughters of the world's elite. It is said that whoever graduates this school is destined for greatness, and it's generally true. However, to some it's just a playground....
Akari sits quietly on the roof of the female dormitory. Completely still, she felt the wind flow through her hair and pick up the stray leaves off of her tiled sanctuary. It's been a long day and she needs to relax. Her father taught her that meditation is the key to inner harmony, but it's hard to concentrate when you know a geometry test looms in the near future, and that a bad grade may destroy her perfect record. She winced as she imagined the shame it may bring her. Distracted, she opened her eyes. A full moon reflected down upon the campus below her. The sakura trees swayed gently in the breeze and she found comfort in the cherry-blossoms swirling in little circles above the grass. Sighing to herself, she gazed at the moon reflecting in the pools surrounding the founder statue. A leaf fell in and caused the water to ripple, making the reflection waver. With another sigh, she stood up.
"Just can't win today, Akari," she said while standing, but as she began to rise, she noticed a shadow flit across the pool she was gazing at. Peeking her interest, she snuck behind an air filter to get a better view. The shadow stood still for a moment, and appeared to look around for a second. It then darted from tree to tree toward the academic building.
A smile crossed her lips. The dean would like to know about this, not to mention her friend, and with a gust of the wind she was gone.
The shadow centered itself in front of the academic building. Six stories tall and locked up like a nun's bedroom, it would be no easy feat getting inside. "Since when has life been easy?" the shadow mused to itself. It pulled a rope from nowhere and cast it to the roof. Climbing to the third story, it reached for a certain unlocked window and climbed inside.
The lab was dark and empty. Chairs were stacked on their respective tables and the faint smell of cleanliness lingered in the air. The shadow pulled off a glove and lowered its fingers to the floor. The tiles were still damp from the janitor's routine washing, meaning he just finished. The shadow nodded its approval and returned the glove to its respective hand. Creeping to the door, it opened it slightly and peered out into the halls of the third floor.
The walls were lined with posters reminding the students of the upcoming dance, scores of recent sporting events, and scowling professors reminding students of the hazards of drugs and unprotected sex. Half expecting a security guard, the shadow sighed in relief at the empty hall. Stealthily, it crept to a door at the far end labeled "Trophy Room" and inserted a pin in the lock. Click! The shadow slinked in and closed the door behind itself.
The size of a small auditorium, the trophy room shined even in the dark. Statues of honor for every field resided here, from Judo to Attendance. In the center shined the largest of the trophies, the "International Academic Excellence" cup, but the shadow paid it no mind. Instead it crept to a small display case in the back corner of the room where the sports trophies lay. Most of them were a little dusty, but there was one that was very recent. Engraved on the bottom it read "Judo Champion: Richard Dangler". Pulling the pin from its sleeve, the shadow picked the cabinet open.
Then the lights came on! Beaming from above, the trophies reflected the light, showering every corner in illumination!
"I've got you now Lupin!" a voice boomed triumphantly.
The figure next to the display cringed and turned around. It was a thin yet wiry looking guy, with short shaggy hair and sideburns. He had dark brown eyes, a crooked grin, and a full-length black body stocking on. "Zenigata.." He said slowly, savoring it for the first time. "Shouldn't you be getting you beauty sleep?"
"I'm afraid sleep has done all it can for this figure of mine. Retribution is all it desires now!" the young woman exclaimed.
Lupin tried to hide his smile. It was true that nothing could make Emi Zenigata more beautiful. Ever since she was a little girl, she's been the apple of Tokyo's eye. With long, ebony hair that reached the small of her back and skin as fine as a china dolls, every male student at the school has longed for her, but with no success. The fierce look in her dark brown eyes told the story of a spoiled little girl, who being the limelight of the media for her beauty and famous ancestry sought nothing but perfection. Lupin's smile receded. What utter loathing he had for that perfection.
Next to Emi stood Akari Ishikawa, her best friend and star athlete of the school. Half the trophies in the room had her name on them. Deservingly, Lupin thought, for she had been unopposed in all fields, save one. She was beautiful as well, but she had a natural beauty, complimented by her long, wavy brown hair and athletic physique. The silent type, she stared at Lupin rather than berating him with Emi.
They both looked really cute in their pajamas.
Emi crossed the room and poked Lupin in the chest while Akari stood in the doorway and watched.
"What exactly are you doing here? Don't you know its restricted?! What about the curfew rules?!! " Emi said menacingly. She didn't trust Lupin. Her father didn't, her grandfather didn't, why should she? There was something about him that unnerved her. Was it his care-free nature? His lanky good looks? That devilish twinkle in his eye? She didn't care. She was determined to find out what he was up to at any cost.
"Calm down Emi," he said calmly. "I just wanted to take some photos of the new trophy for the paper tomorrow. I thought if I snuck in and took some shots before it was unveiled, I could get some extra credit in journalism." He jiggled the camera hanging around his neck for emphasis.
"Bullshit!" she yelled and pushed Lupin out of the way while Akari chuckled by the door. She needed to see the trophy for herself. Indeed, it was sitting there, gleaming in all of its glory behind its locked case. "Damn," she said "That's still no excuse for you to be sneaking around after hours! Security!!!" Five guards burst in the room to a surprised Lupin and drag him off feet first with Emi smirking behind them. Akari gave the trophy room a once over, turned off the lights, and followed quietly behind.
Chapter one: Tokyo International Boarding School
Sometimes when the weather is mild and the moon is full, the beautiful campus of the Tokyo International Boarding School is calm and still like a portrait. Consisting of six buildings surrounding an opulent courtyard, the school would look almost unremarkable amidst the sakura trees and running streams decorating it if it weren't for the stunning statue in the courtyards center. Standing as tall as the six buildings surrounding it (six stories, roughly) the stern visage of a Japanese man scowls to the heavens in grim determination, with a book tucked in one arm and a hat in the other across his breast. The statue has become a landmark of Japan, symbolizing the integrity of its people and the efficiency of its schooling. However, to the students it serves a different purpose. In golden letters engraved on the base, it states the school motto for all to see, "With Crime Comes Punishment!" famous words from the founder, and a means of keeping the students in check. However, the Tokyo International Boarding School isn't famous for statues alone, for the school caters to the rich sons and daughters of the world's elite. It is said that whoever graduates this school is destined for greatness, and it's generally true. However, to some it's just a playground....
Akari sits quietly on the roof of the female dormitory. Completely still, she felt the wind flow through her hair and pick up the stray leaves off of her tiled sanctuary. It's been a long day and she needs to relax. Her father taught her that meditation is the key to inner harmony, but it's hard to concentrate when you know a geometry test looms in the near future, and that a bad grade may destroy her perfect record. She winced as she imagined the shame it may bring her. Distracted, she opened her eyes. A full moon reflected down upon the campus below her. The sakura trees swayed gently in the breeze and she found comfort in the cherry-blossoms swirling in little circles above the grass. Sighing to herself, she gazed at the moon reflecting in the pools surrounding the founder statue. A leaf fell in and caused the water to ripple, making the reflection waver. With another sigh, she stood up.
"Just can't win today, Akari," she said while standing, but as she began to rise, she noticed a shadow flit across the pool she was gazing at. Peeking her interest, she snuck behind an air filter to get a better view. The shadow stood still for a moment, and appeared to look around for a second. It then darted from tree to tree toward the academic building.
A smile crossed her lips. The dean would like to know about this, not to mention her friend, and with a gust of the wind she was gone.
The shadow centered itself in front of the academic building. Six stories tall and locked up like a nun's bedroom, it would be no easy feat getting inside. "Since when has life been easy?" the shadow mused to itself. It pulled a rope from nowhere and cast it to the roof. Climbing to the third story, it reached for a certain unlocked window and climbed inside.
The lab was dark and empty. Chairs were stacked on their respective tables and the faint smell of cleanliness lingered in the air. The shadow pulled off a glove and lowered its fingers to the floor. The tiles were still damp from the janitor's routine washing, meaning he just finished. The shadow nodded its approval and returned the glove to its respective hand. Creeping to the door, it opened it slightly and peered out into the halls of the third floor.
The walls were lined with posters reminding the students of the upcoming dance, scores of recent sporting events, and scowling professors reminding students of the hazards of drugs and unprotected sex. Half expecting a security guard, the shadow sighed in relief at the empty hall. Stealthily, it crept to a door at the far end labeled "Trophy Room" and inserted a pin in the lock. Click! The shadow slinked in and closed the door behind itself.
The size of a small auditorium, the trophy room shined even in the dark. Statues of honor for every field resided here, from Judo to Attendance. In the center shined the largest of the trophies, the "International Academic Excellence" cup, but the shadow paid it no mind. Instead it crept to a small display case in the back corner of the room where the sports trophies lay. Most of them were a little dusty, but there was one that was very recent. Engraved on the bottom it read "Judo Champion: Richard Dangler". Pulling the pin from its sleeve, the shadow picked the cabinet open.
Then the lights came on! Beaming from above, the trophies reflected the light, showering every corner in illumination!
"I've got you now Lupin!" a voice boomed triumphantly.
The figure next to the display cringed and turned around. It was a thin yet wiry looking guy, with short shaggy hair and sideburns. He had dark brown eyes, a crooked grin, and a full-length black body stocking on. "Zenigata.." He said slowly, savoring it for the first time. "Shouldn't you be getting you beauty sleep?"
"I'm afraid sleep has done all it can for this figure of mine. Retribution is all it desires now!" the young woman exclaimed.
Lupin tried to hide his smile. It was true that nothing could make Emi Zenigata more beautiful. Ever since she was a little girl, she's been the apple of Tokyo's eye. With long, ebony hair that reached the small of her back and skin as fine as a china dolls, every male student at the school has longed for her, but with no success. The fierce look in her dark brown eyes told the story of a spoiled little girl, who being the limelight of the media for her beauty and famous ancestry sought nothing but perfection. Lupin's smile receded. What utter loathing he had for that perfection.
Next to Emi stood Akari Ishikawa, her best friend and star athlete of the school. Half the trophies in the room had her name on them. Deservingly, Lupin thought, for she had been unopposed in all fields, save one. She was beautiful as well, but she had a natural beauty, complimented by her long, wavy brown hair and athletic physique. The silent type, she stared at Lupin rather than berating him with Emi.
They both looked really cute in their pajamas.
Emi crossed the room and poked Lupin in the chest while Akari stood in the doorway and watched.
"What exactly are you doing here? Don't you know its restricted?! What about the curfew rules?!! " Emi said menacingly. She didn't trust Lupin. Her father didn't, her grandfather didn't, why should she? There was something about him that unnerved her. Was it his care-free nature? His lanky good looks? That devilish twinkle in his eye? She didn't care. She was determined to find out what he was up to at any cost.
"Calm down Emi," he said calmly. "I just wanted to take some photos of the new trophy for the paper tomorrow. I thought if I snuck in and took some shots before it was unveiled, I could get some extra credit in journalism." He jiggled the camera hanging around his neck for emphasis.
"Bullshit!" she yelled and pushed Lupin out of the way while Akari chuckled by the door. She needed to see the trophy for herself. Indeed, it was sitting there, gleaming in all of its glory behind its locked case. "Damn," she said "That's still no excuse for you to be sneaking around after hours! Security!!!" Five guards burst in the room to a surprised Lupin and drag him off feet first with Emi smirking behind them. Akari gave the trophy room a once over, turned off the lights, and followed quietly behind.