Hello everyone. This is a new story based an a doujinshi I made. This story has Beyblade characters, but it has no Beyblades or Bey tournaments… ok? Hope you enjoy it!
Author note: this fiction is a gift to my great friend Sonata Hirano. Since you love the pair Bryan Rei. And you hate Angst, I made it Action.
Oh, one other thing… Tenshi Of Freedom. You made me relies how hot the couple Miguel Kai. You are the one who gave me the idea of this fiction. I owe you a thanks… thank you!
Pair: Miguel x Kai / Bryan x Rei
Summary: Miguel is a police officer who wants to arrest Voltaire Hiwatari… but when he meets Voltaire's grandson… will his mission be easier? Or…
Disclaimer: I DON'T own Beyblade.
Mission Accomplished… chapter one…
Miguel ran his hand through his hair… he was sitting in a dark room with his companions. He was focused on his task. He didn't have a chance to look around or daydream. Just looking at the pictures that were performed by the projector.
"this one will be your mission Miguel" his eyes narrowed when his boss showed him some pictures of the person he is suppose to deal with.
"his name is Voltaire. He is seventy six." His boss started to give him the information "he is a business man, a very rich one. You can say he is filthy rich. He owns a plastic company, but this company is a cover for his real fortune. He actually deals with drugs, weapons and also there are rumors that he is doing other illegal things!"
The picture changed from the face of the man to a very big mansion "he lives in this mansion with only the maids and servants. No wife, no family." The man's voice was monotone. He was serious "unfortunately, we don't have any evident about this. You have to make sure to find some and try to be invisible. If he suspected anything, he can easily escape the country."
Miguel nodded "but sir. How can I do my investigating, if he is"
"you will be there as a servant. Your name will be Vincent." He nodded. "we have took care of everything, but we expect you to do your duty. You will be there and you have to not bring yourself attention. Gather the information we need."
Miguel nodded and stood "we expect you to bring all the info at the end of next month"
He nodded again "understood" then he left.
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Two days later.
"ah! You must be Vincent. Am I right?" a young maid asked him. When he nodded she smiled "please do come in." she said and he smiled then entered.
"master Voltaire asked me to be your guide here until you master your work properly."
Miguel nodded "but, what am I going to do?"
She giggled "patient." She turned to him "first, my name is Anita. I take care of the kitchen here." She opened a door leading to the dining room "you will take care of this!" she pointed at the place. "you will clean the room and you will arrange the place and the table before dinner every day. Ok!"
He nodded.
"good. I'll show you the servants' rooms." She led him to the south wing of the mansion "see, every three servants should share a room!"
He nodded "how many servants does he have?"
She laughed "they are quite a lot."
"but why doe" he was interrupted
"master Voltaire loves everything to be perfect. So, he prefers to bring lots of servants and keep everything organized than little servants and keep things less perfect" she smiled. "I have some work now. This is a map of the mansion I made!" she handled him a paper "I thought you'll get lost in your first days in here. Your room will be this" she pointed at the room at their right "you will find your uniform on your bed. Wear it. Master Voltaire hates it when the servants are not wearing the uniform. Now excuse me! I have work to do"
"thanks!" he said and watched her leave. Then he looked around, staring at the very expensive stuff around him. There was a vase in a corner that was gold… even it was decorated with diamond. He couldn't help but to whistle "talk about living in stile!" he mumbled to himself walking around and gazing at everything that comes across his eyes.
"does he really expect people to believe that all this fortune came from a plastic company?" then he chuckled "wait for me Voltaire. I'll be the one who will fix this. Sooner or later. Instead of a great expensive mansion, you will be in the dark behind the bars."
Umm… Ok. This chapter was all about Miguel, but I had to explain the situation first. Please, be kind with me and review. I don't mind flames. I will welcome it with open arms. So if you don't like it, don't feel bad in telling me. Ok!