Ooh, another story that will take me way too long to finish. :D This one will be serious, but in a non-serious way. The idea of this story filled me with kittens, so it should be a good one. Yes, kittens. x3
One
"Come on, Jigen. It'll be easy."
Those words, ones spoken by a grinning Lupin, ran over and over inside of Jigen's head as his teeth clenched tighter on his unlit cigarette. His knuckles has turned white long ago as his grip on the boats steering wheel became more severe.
"It'll be easy," he muttered, spitting out his cigarette in disgust of the whole thing.
Fujiko looked up from filing her nails, her eyes following the cigarette as it fell into the deep blue waters around them. She then glanced up at the back of Jigen.
"Don't you dare say anything!" he spat, hearing the faint sound of her inhaling as if ready to berate him for whatever it was he had done 'wrong'.
"Hmph," she said as she quickly turned her head away from him. "Tell that to the sea turtle you're going to kill with your bad habits," she replied in anger.
"Damn it, Fujiko, you know what?!" Jigen spun to look at her, the first time he had since they left the harbor.
He opened his mouth to throw every insult he could at her, but the sun shining off something in the distance caught his eye.
"Hmm?" Fujiko gave him a blank stare, then turned to look at the object closing the gap on them.
"Shit," Jigen said as he quickly turned the wheel, the sudden change in direction throwing Fujiko off her seat and onto the floor of the boat.
"Damn it, Jigen, what the hell are you doing?!" she screamed.
"I'm saving our asses! What does it look like?!"
"Saving our asses from what, exactly?!"
Just then gunfire flew overhead, Fujiko and Jigen ducking down as some of the bullets hit the boat.
"Still want to ask that question?" Jigen asked, the two ducked down glaring at each other.
Fujiko looked over to her right and gasped. "Look, the island!"
"Someone is trying to kill us and you still care about the damn treasure?!" he growled.
"Yes, I do," she said as she crawled towards him.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" she asked as she reached up for the wheel and turned the boat towards the island. "I'm getting the treasure."
"The treasure won't do you any good when you're dead," he said with a loud sigh.
"Who says I'm going to die?"
"That missile heading towards us does," Jigen said quickly, grabbing Fujiko and diving off the boat just as the speeding missile hit, a large fireball surrounding them before they hit the water.
He held her under the water as she struggled, the boat slowly passing by the wreckage before speeding off.
When he felt it was safe he surfaced, Fujiko gasping for breathe.
"Are you trying to kill me?!" she yelled, pushing herself away from him.
He only glared at her before turning and swimming off towards the island.
"Where are you going?! Don't leave me here! Jigen!!"
He ignored her cries, knowing she wasn't that helpless and not in the charitable mood.
Fujiko huffed up before swimming after him, her thoughts trying to concentrate on her anger towards him and not on what was lurking in the waters below her.
The two continued to swim as the sun slowly started to fall towards the horizon, every passing second getting tougher and tougher.
"The island is getting farther away," Jigen mumbled to himself.
"Jigen," Fujiko said, her breathing more labored than it was the last time she had bothered him. "I.. I can't go on," she whined.
"Save your drama for when we get to shore," he said, his voice not loud enough for her to hear.
He continued on, turning when he didn't hear the whining he was expecting.
"Fujiko?" He looked around in a sudden panic as she was now nowhere to be seen. "Fujiko!"
He dove down into the water, just able to make out the figure drifting into the waters dark depths. Swimming towards it he reached out, his fingers just able to grab hold of the fabric of Fujiko's shirt.
Surfacing, Fujiko gasped for air. "I... told you..." Her words drifted off as she fell into a much needed sleep.
"Yeah yeah," he said, now more annoyed as he had to tote her along, making his swim just that much more difficult.
The sun inches from the horizon behind him, Jigen dragged Fujiko onto the sandy shores of the the island. Dragging himself farther away from the tide, he smiled and then collapsed.
Later that night he woke up, the odd sounds of the islands inhabitants echoing in the distance. Realizing a warmth behind him he turned, staring into the flames of a large fire.
"You're awake."
Jigen could only decipher kindness in her words, making him wonder what she wanted from him.
"Yeah," he said suspiciously, sitting up and reaching out towards the flames, the heat on his cold hands feeling good.
"Lupin will come looking for us, right?" Her eyes stayed on the fire, her expression blank while her words carried a tinge of doubt.
"When we don't return with the goods, yeah. Or I guess I should say when I don't return empty handed and bitching about you stabbing me in the back."
"You know me all too well," she said with a slight grin.
"Yeah," he said unhappily. "Just shut up and get some sleep. You're gonna need it for when the sun comes up."
Her eyes slowly made their way towards him as he turned and laid on his side.
Before she knew it the sun was shining in her eyes, using her hand to shield the light from them as she tried to get a few more minutes of sleep.
Getting an eerie feeling of being alone she sat up. "Jigen? Jigen?!"
"What?" he said in disinterest as he walked out of the vegetation.
"Nothing," she said with a sigh of relief.
"Hmm."
"So, have you found where the treasure is?"
He stared at her with a blank expression. "Fujiko, I have some bad news for you."
"Bad news?" she asked in annoyance.
"We're on the wrong island."
"Bullshit!" she spat out, quickly jumping to her feet. "You just want the treasure for yourself!"
"What? No, just listen for a second, okay?"
"No, you listen for a second, Jigen! If you think that for once you're going to-"
"We're on. The wrong. Fucking island!!"
She stepped back, surprised by his sudden angry outburst.
"Lupin told me the island was the only one with papaya trees. I've looked, Fujiko. There aren't any papaya trees here."
"How do you know he wasn't lying to you?" she asked suspiciously.
"What would he have to gain from lying to me?"
"To get us out of the way so he could have the treasure for himself."
Jigen groaned as a headache formed. "Whatever," he said, walking off.
'The wrong island,' she thought as she watched him. 'Whatever you say, Jigen.'
It was later on in the day when she approached Jigen, who sat on the sand smoking a cigarette and staring off at the horizon.
"You believe me now?" he asked, turning his head slightly towards her.
"No papayas," she sighed in defeat as she sat down on the warm sand.
"No papayas," he repeated.
"Do you think that's the island?" She pointed to the faint silhouette off in the distance.
"Don't know."
"Well, we need to find out."
"How?"
"Maybe we can build a raft or something."
"With what?"
"I don't know," she said in aggravation. "Don't you have something we could use?"
"Oh, geez, Fujiko, I'm sorry but I left my ax at home."
"Smart ass."
"Bitch."
The two were silent for some time before Fujiko spoke up.
"How is this going to get us the treasure?"
"It isn't."
"So, then what do we do now?"
"We wait for Lupin to come rescue our sorry asses."
"And how long will that take?"
"Don't know."
"What do you know?"
"We're fucked if he never finds us."
"So that's it? You're just going to give up like that? Just sit and wait for the possibility of Lupin coming to your rescue?"
"No. To our rescue. There's two of us here."
"Yeah, well one of us isn't just going to sit on their ass and wait."
Jigen watched as Fujiko stood and stomped off. He then returned to staring at the horizon, his eyes drifting to the other island in the distance. He let out a longing sigh, wishing he were there, to have that large expanse of water separating him from the one he was currently stuck with.
"This is gonna be fun," he sighed, putting his cigarette out into the sand and grabbing another.