Espionage 101
Disclaimer: I do not own the Prince of Tennis or any of its characters. I wish I did though. Sigh…..life's what it is.
A/N: Hey minna! I'm so sorry it took me this long to post this up! I've been very busy at school. Heck, the institution is trying to kill me. It's my graduating year in high school and if third year was hell, I don't know what this year is. The month of August is our August Rush (projects to be passed, final exams and college admission tests…phew) and fourth year is quite a big distraction.
Anyway, at least I managed to get a little of this up and running now. Well, so without further ado, here is chapter 2 to Espionage 101. Enjoy!
PS: I think this is a little bit of a filler chapter….just to check out the new status of the relationship of the two. :D
Oh and I have included a new review box at the end of the chapter! Check it out, kay?
Chapter 2
Running Reunions
Fuji sighed deeply.
It had taken an hour before she had let him off the hook. Her interrogation made his head ache.
She asked about his age, occupation, birthday, middleschool, highschool, hobbies….the list went on and on. She asked about the most common details about his life as if – as if she hadn't known him at all.
Oh she could remember Ryoma and all of the rest of the Seigaku team – except him that is. When it came to him it seemed as if he had never existed at all, as if all the memories about him were nothing.
She had meant so much to him.
To think the woman he loved lost all memories about him was just downright painful. Gut-wrenching. Not only that but it seemed as if Sakuno had also completely changed along with the loss of her memories. The Ryuuzaki Sakuno he knew was shy, clumsy, naïve, and extremely cute. This Sakuno was the exact opposite. She was brave, quick on her feet, brilliant and oh so startlingly gorgeous.
She was definitely self-sufficient and did not need a knight-in-shining-armor. She was no longer the damsel in distress. He was.
Giving a side-glance at the woman next to him as she peered outside the window, Fuji shook his head as if to chide himself.
Sakuno was alive. That was all that mattered right now.
Turning to face him, the auburn head woman raised a brow.
"What is it Fuji-kun? Should I change your bandages right now? You don't look too good."
"No, no, it's nothing. I was just thinking."
"Anou, alright then. Suit yourself."
Silence enveloped the two of them.
For a time it went on like this until the door of the trailer creaked open. His eyes on his auburn head companion, Fuji watched as Sakuno's hand wandered to her side where her gun was strapped. Her hands worked the gun up and reloaded them as she gave a knowing nod to Fuji.
"Fuji-kun, when I give the cue I want you to run as fast as you can to the next trailer."
"But what about you? The trains moving and - "
"Listen to me Fuji-kun. This is for your sake. Just do it. Got that? Good."
With expertise, the woman held up the gun in front of her, her chestnut eyes ready for anything and everything.
One, two, three.
Bam.
The doors slammed open and in walked – a crying five-year old girl with her pyon-pyon teddy bear?
Letting out the gulp of air he had been holding, Fuji watched as Sakuno hurriedly hid the gun before the girl could see it and made her way to meet the crying toddler. Producing a handkerchief from her pocket, she knelt down and gently wipped the tears that were dripping down her cheeks.
"There, there. Now don't cry little one," she smiled gently as she patted the girl's head. "Anou, now tell me chibi-chan, what's the matter? Are you lost?"
Looking at the two of them interact, the tensai couldn't help but let the soft expression grow on his face.
No matter had happened, there were still some things about his beloved Sakuno-chan that would just never change.
"Are you lost chibi-chan? Did you get separated from your mother?" repeated Sakuno softly. Gingerly the little girl shook her head in response.
"Iie…anou…." she timidly shook her head again. A single tear dripped down her face. With one small chubby hand, she fisted out a large clump of tangled hair which was supposed to be the other missing twin braid that dangled at the back of her head.
"Anou….Onii-chan messed up my hair….he made fun of me.." the girl whimpered sadly as she tried to fix the messed-up braid. Giving up,she looked into Sakun's eyes, her face pleading desperately. "Eto, will you help me? Please?"
For a moment Fuji could see an unreadable expression skitter across Sakuno's face. Hurt, remorse, regret, realization….he couldn't really tell, but as quickly as it came the expression faded and Fuji watched her take hold of both of the girl's hands with a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry chibi - chan. I'll get it fixed for you."
The auburnhead then quickly unknotted the child's clumpy hair, stroked her hair down with a brush and then weaved it back into a braid. Suddenly, the girls eyes widened in surprise and her mouth hung open. Sakuno frowned.
"Don't you like it?"
The girl continued staring past Sakuno, speechless.
"Chibi-chan?"
The girl finally broke out of her trance and spoke in her small childish, timid voice.
"It's just that…anou….is that really Fuji-chama…Neesan?"
Turning around to look at Fuji, Sakuno laughed.
"Why don't you go ask him?" she winked at the tensai. Taking the hint, Fuji nodded his head and smiled at the little thing that had tottered up in front of him. With all the courage she had, the little girl looked at Fuji straight in the eye with her teddy bear tucked underneath her chin and asked him if he was Fuji-chama, the one her older sister watched and talked about.
Fuji chuckled.
"Hai," he answered.
Normally, when someone would ask him if he were THE Fuji Syuusuke, the famous actor, he would give a big fat 'no'; especially if that someone were a fangirl. He abhorred fangirls. If he did tell the truth, then in a few seconds he'd find himself swimming in a sea of fans who would be ready to pick at him from limb to bone like rabid vultures.
Now, however, he would make an exception. It wasn't like the little girl was that dangerous now, was she?
"Honto? Really? You are?"
Fuji nodded his head.
"Hai, I am Fuji Syuusuke, Miss Kawaii," he plopped the girl onto his lap, "And you are?"
"Shiori! There you are!" a woman barged into their trailer. "Come over here! You shouldn't run away from me like that, Shiori! You made me worried you know!"
"Is this little girl your sister Miss?" asked Sakuno as she watched the little girl hop off of Fuji's lap and run towards the curly-haired woman's side.
"Yes she is. I can't thank you enough for watching over her. She ran away crying when her older brother teased her and I've been having trouble finding her."
"Ahh, don't worry about it," she answered with a slight wave of the hand. "We had a good time talking with each other. She's a sweet little girl."
Shiori smiled as she put her hand in her sister's happily. She held up her fixed-up braid proudly and her smile grew even warmer than before.
"Anou, look, look Neesan! My braid's fixed now!" she beamed, "And I even got to meet Fuji-chama!"
"Right Shiori, you met Fuji-sama," she gave a small laugh, "Come on, Kukai is waiting for us."
"It's true Neesan! I really did meet Fuji-chama! He's right over there!"
The woman looked over where Shiori was pointing.
Her reaction was unbelievable; First shock, then disbelief and then kabam, pure utter fangirlishness.
"Fuji-sama!"
Fuji didn't wait for more screaming to know that it was his cue to leave. If he didn't hit the pedal now a swarm of fangirls would soon be there.
Without a moment of hesitation, Fuji grabbed Sakuno's hand and ran for it.
"Let's go!"
The store, she had to say, was rather quiet inside.
It was the kind of no-other-customers around silence that gave the shop its gray mundane aura despite the number of bright and interesting objects that sat atop the shelves.
Still, the place had managed to entice the both of them to enter and Sakuno noted with indifference that they seemed to be the only ones in the shop. Looking for the shop owner, the auburnhead drummed her fingers impatiently across the counter.
"It's rather quiet around here," mussed Fuji openly. "There might not anyone around, Sakuno-chan."
Sakuno shook her head and continued rapping her fingers on the glass pane.
"No, I can feel the shop owner's presence behind that door," she said. "We should wait. There isn't any better shop for us than this. Without anyone else around, there won't be any fangirl to interfere any longer."
Fangirls.
Sakuno fisted her hand so hard until her knuckles looked deathly white.
Thinking of the fangirl-chase that sent them running earlier made her feel…..irritated.
For a half a mile they were chased by dangerous civilians and she couldn't even try getting back at them. Well, of course that was against the rules and normally Sakuno wouldn't even consider hurting a civilian, even if it would be accidental. It was off her list of morals.
However, this kind of girls seemed to be determined to catch Fuji and rip them, no scratch that, rip her apart. While chasing them down the train and every square inch of pavement, the girls were every bit intent on hurtling out the most horrid names to Sakuno while they lovingly expressed their devotion to their superstar idol Fuji.
To them she was a thief, a slanderous bitch, an imbecile – he name calling went on and on.
To them she didn't deserve to be with the tensai, or to even run alongside him while he held her hand.
Their hatred for her seemed to rage in their eyes and burn in their very souls. The fangirls thought that Fuji holding her hand while they ran away from them made her his girlfriend. They did not like that.
In their opinion, Fuji was theirs and belonged to no other.
Obsession to this level was not healthy. They were insane.
Easing up a bit, the agent gave a sympathetic glance towards the man Yumiko-neesan had asked her to bring along. Despite Fuji's fame and popularity, he had to suffer this kind of torment and had to put up with it as his career grew.
Poor, poor, Fuji-kun.
"Ne, Sakuno-chan," he approached with a snow globe in his hand, " What are we supposed to do here again?"
Pointing over to the highest shelf, Sakuno tilted her head over to a head manikin on the top.
"If we are to get to your sister's location in time, then we don't need any more interferences," answered the woman. "That black wig would do us some good in getting there."
With that she cupped her hands around her mouth and called out for the shop keeper.
A moment later, an old lady with graying hair tied in a bun and in a wiry silk kimono came out of the stock room.
"Oh," she walked up to the counter, "Finally customers! The days have been rather quiet these past few months. To see you two darlings brings joy to this old woman's soul! Now tell me – oh, oh, oh! This is my lucky day! Even more customers!"
The wooden wind chimes clanged with the sound of the opening door and Sakuno could hear the clacks of several shoes across the tiled floor along with the squealing voices that could only be from a large group of girls.
Wait, a group of girls? Sakuno had a bad feeling about this.
Peering into a mirror at the end of the room which angle of reflection showed the door, the auburnhead threw her hands over her head in exasperation.
Fangirls.
Again.
Sakuno groaned. There was no other way out of the place except through that door. Unfortunately, some of the fangirls were there at the very same spot while the rest were approaching the counter to speak with the owner of the store.
No. She did not want to bump into THEM again.
"Anou, obaasan, could we use your stock room for a moment?"
"The store room? But why, I must ask young one?" the old woman spoke apprehensively.
"Please Baasan. We can't let them see us together," Sakuno begged. "Please."
"Us?" Fuji raised a brow quizzically.
Looking at the two, the old lady finally eased up and gave a couple of giggles which she tried to hide under the sleeve of her kimono.
"Ah, I can see it right now. Young love, young love. Well then, get inside," she opened the store room door. "I am a romantic after all. I cannot bear to see such a well-matched couple torn apart by jealous outsiders."
With a slight bow, Sakuno gratefully scurried behind the counter while dragging a confused Fuji with her inside the stock room.
A few seconds later, she heard the clacking of heels approaching the counter from the other side of the door and she slumped herself on the wall in relief. They had managed to get in the store room just before Fuji's monstrous fangirls could see them.
Thank goodness there was that neat clothes rack in the middle of the store to buy them some extra time.
"What did you mean by 'us' Sakuno-chan? Do you remember - "
"Shhhh," she chided, putting a finger in front of her mouth. "They'll hear you."
The tensai knew that it was a good advice to follow and so he remained quiet. Meanwhile, Sakuno crouched towards the door and put her ear to the wooden panel. Satisfied that the fangirl's interrogation with the shopkeeper of Fuji's whereabouts had finally ended, Sakuno stood up and extended her hand for Fuji to take.
"They're gone now Fuji-kun. Your fangirls just left already," she helped him up. "So what was it that you wanted to ask me?"
"It was nothing," he tried to brush the topic off.
Shaking her head, the secret agent began turning the knob of the door. Her lip formed into a firm line and her voice came out rough and yet soft at the same time.
"I said that we were a couple to save you," she paused for a moment, " The old lady wouldn't have let us in any other way."
She then opened the door and Fuji walked out to find that his fangirls were gone like she had said. All that was left was the shopkeeper who smiled impishly at him.
"And you must be the Fuji Syuusuke they were all looking for," she chuckled. "You truly are the fine young man, ne? No wonder all those women adore you."
"Saa thank you very much for the compliment Baasan. However, I do believe that I find it hard to adore those girls back."
Smilingly, the old lady led the two out of the inside of the counter and patted Fuji's back. Taking Sakuno's hand, she looked up at the girl's face with a gleam in her eye. It was the kind of gleam that women would generally have whenever they had just finished watching a fluffy episode on their favorite soap or chick flick series; the kind of gleam that came after the end of a romance book.
She then took hold of the tensai's hand and put the two together.
For a moment Sakuno felt jolts of electricity course through her skin as both of their hands came into contact. Blinking her eyes, the auburnhead suddenly felt dazed.
She hadn't felt anything like that before; it was a foreign reaction to her,
"Sakuno," she slapped herself mentally, "Stop it! Stop thinking like this! There are more important things you have to think about right now. Fuji-kun does not like you. Snap out of it!"
Though she was battling with herself internally, outside Sakuno was calmly observing the brunette as he regarded their intertwined hands.
Taking her hand out of his hold, she gave a formal bow to thank the old lady for the help she had given them.
"No, I should be the one thanking you, young one," she returned the bow, "Seeing such a lovely couple lifts some of the sorrow out of this lonely old soul. Ever since my husband has passed away I've been all alone bit you two have helped me feel better. Now tell me dearies, what else was it that you needed?"
" Anou, could we have that black men's wig over there? That one over there," Sakuno pointed over to the wig. "And these clothes over here too. We need something to change in you see, Obaasan. We've travelled from afar and are now utterly filthy. We're going someplace important and we can't go looking like this."
"Oh! Why didn't you say so? Here dearies, take these. There's a dressing room over there at the left of the shop if you want to change," she handed over the items. Laying the amount written on the cash register on top of the counter, Sakuno gave another slight bow.
"Again, domo arigatou, Baasan."
Sakuno then walked over to the dressing room with Fuji following behind her. Stopping in front of the door, she dumped Fuji's share of clothes in his arms and told him to get changing first.
"I have to see how it fits you," she explained. "I'll be next, so go on ahead."
The tensai went in the room in compliance and Sakuno waited patiently outside, checking her equipment while the time passed. Her jet propelled shoes had just run out of gas and her compact phone was well out of range from the agency's frequency station.
She'd just have to call her superior later on.
Naru wouldn't be please, but there was nothing that she could do right now.
Putting the cell back into her pocket, Sakuno heard the curtain ruffle and Fuji walked out of the dressing room with a pose.
"So, what do you think? How does the pants and the wig look on me?"
Sakuno gasped.
Pushing him back into the room with both of her hands, she pulled the curtain back into place.
"Put on a shirt before you go out!" she shouted.
Sakuno covered her face with both of her hands and leaned on a nearby shelf. She felt heat creeping in her face.
She was embarrassed, just like when he had kissed her abruptly just after unmasking her. Back then it was pounding like this too.
It went thud, thud, thud in such a rapid succession it felt like the drumming of a rock band.
She was supposed to be used to this sight; male agents often took off their shirts when they had training under the heat of the sun.
Why did he have this effect on her?
Why?
Sakuno frowned and shook her head. She wasn't even allowed to think about these things anymore. She was an agent.
Taking in deep breaths , Sakuno calmed herself down so that when Fuji came out her blood didn't race as much as it did before.
"Are you sure this will work Sakuno-chan?" Fuji asked as he leaned casually on the wall opposite her.
This time calm and collected, she looked at him up and down and nonchalantly sized him up. The black wig, the black checkered shirt and the light blue jeans did miracles to the tensai's appearance. One recognizable feature of the actor Fuji Syuusuke was his light brown locks. With it hidden underneath a wig, Fuji would not be as identifiable anymore and thus their movement would no longer be that constricted.
Besides….she had to say, the black wig did make him look attractive.
"You look goo -" Bakayaro Sakuno! What are you saying? "I mean you look different. Your fangirls won't recognize you in that, so, yes, it will work. Don't worry, daijoubo dayo. We'll get there for sure. Ne, I'll be changing, so wait right there."
"Alright Sakuno-chan."
A few moments later Sakuno pushed aside the curtains and walked out fully changed and fully pumped-up. Her hair set in a high pony tail, the auburn head wore a simple black blouse and skinny denim jeans.
"Aaaah! This feels good!" quailed the girl. She stretched her joints on both her limbs and legs until she heard them pop and gave a contented sigh. "Mou, that pure leather suit was so itchy and sweaty!"
Fuji chuckled and patted her head lightly. Sakuno's eyes widened at the contact of his hand on her head and something inside her jumped.
"Don't worry. I've been in a leather suit too and I know how you feel. You're not alone," he smiled with fake sympathy.
Sakuno raised her brows. The file was right, Fuji was a good actor. He would have made her believe in his acting skills even more had he not let his eyes wander down the base of her neck.
Sakuno stiffened.
"Ne, Sakuno-chan, do you wear necklaces?" he asked softly, his voice tainted with an inexplicable sadness that ran through her skin.
She shook her head and pulled up the collar of her blouse a little bit higher.
"No, not really. I'm not that fond of jewelry," she answered roughly, pointing her thumb out the door as she turned around and headed back to the counter. "Let's go, shall we? I'll tell Baasan that we're heading out."
Fuji couldn't help but look at her walk away with some pain as the recollection of the necklace he gave her on that day lingered on his mind.
"Ahh, you're leaving already?" cried out the old shop keeper at what her customer told her.
The auburn head gave a small smile and bowed her head down low.
"Hai, Baasan. It's getting late and I'm afraid we have to go. Fuji-kun and I still have to go someplace to eat. Anou….we haven't eaten anything yet."
"Well then, take these."
"Eh? What are these?" Sakuno peered into the brown bag, "Bandages? Medicine supplies?"
"Mmmmm. You may need them. I've seen the bandages on Fuji-san's arms and I know you worry about him, my dear. It's best that you take these with you on your journey so that you won't need to worry that much."
"Eto…I worry about what?"
"That's alright young one. I was like you once and I understand what you're going through. Sometimes it's difficult to face feelings we never really fully understand and people tend to either bury thoughts about them or ignore the emotion as it is. But no matter how difficult it is we all have to face these emotions in one point of our lives. Just like the past, we can't run away from it forever. Love is just like that," the old woman squeezed her hands tenderly, "Well then, you better get going now dear child. Take care of yourself and your beloved."
Letting loose her hand out of the shopkeeper's hold Sakuno thanked her once again for everything she did to aid them.
Sighing, the doe-eyed agent looked down and put a hand to her chest as she walked back towards a spacing-out Fuji who was waiting by the door.
Somehow she felt as if her chest had gotten a bit heavier than before….heavier than it ever had been. The old woman's words still clanged around the crevices of her ears like a broken record.
But the old lady was wrong.
There was no way she could fully understand what Sakuno had been through or the person she truly was and what she had to become. She didn't know anything at all.
Still though…..there were some things that were true in the words she spoke and those truths stuck in her mind even as she began eating dinner with Fuji.
"There's no running away from the past…huh?" muttered Sakuno with a blank expression just before she took a sip of tea.
Putting his cup down, the brunette male raised his brow in confusion.
"What did you say Sakuno-chan?"
The woman sighed and continued to sip on her tea,
"It's nothing Fuji-kun," she waved the question away, "It's…..nothing."
The granite path they were trudging on was rough, edgy and steep. It was a bit wide; wide enough for not more than three people to walk along side by side. The edge that ran along the cliff however, was chalky and brittle. One wrong step and it would be 'bye-bye birdie' not only with broken bones but shattered heads as well.
Talk about dangerous.
Fuji shifted his eyes towards the horizon beyond the cliff where the waves softly toddled along the beach. Just a few meters away from the shoreline were fishing boats that rocked with the waves and on the sand dunes were the fishing huts that lined the beach. The men were on some incoming boats hauling in their catch while their children and wives ran out to greet them.
The brunette actor stopped for a moment to look at them and wondered how simple their lives could be.
"Saa, Sakuno-chan, are you sure this is the place? This is well…..a…."
"A fishing village?" his captress finished the sentence. "Well, if you are asking the obvious, then the answer is lucidly yes. If the question is whether or not this is really the place where your sister is at then I would hate to disappoint you but the answer would still be a 'yes'. Your sister is being held safe here on this island."
Taking his eyes off the fishermen, Fuji quickly walked back to Sakuno's side and ran a hand through his hair lazily.
"So the life-threatening research of Yumiko-neesan is about fishing and the marine industry," he gave a run through his thoughts aloud without really giving them any consideration, "Well….that would be rather odd. Saa…I haven't heard anyone killing an innocent person over a fish yet."
Sakuno shrugged her shoulders.
Absent-mindedly she kicked a small stone sideways and watched it tumble down the cliff quietly. It was a rather midget pebble after all.
"Maybe there could have been a case like that. Who knows?" an uninterested expression graced her face. "Demo, Fuji-kun your sister's research is much more sophisticated than that. This fishing village in Chiba was the only cover-up location chosen because it makes her harder to find. Enemies would find this remote village a rather unlikely candidate for a hiding location."
"Oh. I see. What does Neesan work on then?" asked the brunette.
It was only natural for Fuji to want to know about the infamous research that had separated him from his life, family and love eight years ago. The research that had taken both Yumikoneesan and Sakuno-chan away from him and changed his entire world.
He had a right to know.
He wanted to know.
He needed to know.
Sakuno coughed.
"I'm afraid that I don't know much about the research. All I know is that it has something to do with marine and water weaponry. That's about everything I know on it. The details are anou….rather…classified. If you want to know more you should ask Fuji Yumiko-san, your sister, about it," she said.
"Marine weaponry…," muttered the actor.
He swiped a hand across his forehead and frowned.
"I was always led to believe that my sister was an important marine biologist in her field even after both of your 'deaths' during the car explosion. To me she died as a marine biologist in a freak accident. But to hear this…. I don't know what to believe in anymore."
Arms akimbo, Sakuno turned on her heel and faced Fuji with an annoyed look in her eyes.
However, as she glared at him, for some reason the brunette couldn't help but feel that there was a twinge of guilt tinted in her stare.
"This is the second time I have to tell you that I most definitely did not die ,Fuji Syuusuke-san!" she hissed through gritted teeth; her tone brandishing utter annoyance. "Do you mean to say that you think you know what happened to me Fuji Syuusuke when you weren't even there during the explosion? You don't know about it, you don't know me. Datte, I suggest you stop insisting that I died. I'll have you know it's an insult."
Cerulean eyes darkened as he lowered his head and continued walking on.
You don't know me…she said.
But he did.
He had known the old Ryuuzaki Sakuno.
He had loved her.
Noticing the sudden change in disposition Sakuno sighed and yanked him back into walking alongside her on the granite path.
"We have to get walking. Don't worry….I was just annoyed. I've forgiven you already," said the auburnhead. "You want an explanation, don't you, Fuji-san? I'm sure that Yumiko-neesan will explain everything to you later on. So onegai, step it up because we're almost there."
In silence the two walked onwards to where the path slopped down the cliff towards the shore.
Fuji stopped on his heels.
It was a large two-story traditional Japanese house from the Edo period complete with the pagodas, bonsais and koi ponds.
It was beautiful.
Fuji could easily tell that the entire compound itself was an antique. It spelled out through its stand, figure and character that it was a priceless antique that amounted then times the worth of fifty modern Japanese structures. Not many houses like these existed anymore.
The two stepped up on the sandy path leading to it.
"Sugoi," breathed the brunette, "Despite the age, the entire wood panel still seems durable. Who owns this place Sakuno-chan?"
"The government," she answered casually, "This is where your sister is staying."
The agent knocked on the shoji door.
"Who is it?" the protective and yet apprehensive answer came through the shoji.
"Ryuuzaki Sakuno, number 101," she pursed her lips. "Please don't keep me waiting number 39. Fuji Yumiko-san needs to see her brother, does she not?"
The shoji door slid open and out came a very tall, muscular long-haired agent wearing a hakama and gi who ushered them inside.
"Ryuuzaki-san, welcome back."
"Hai. Thank you, Yunoki-san. Tell me, where is Fuji Yumiko-san? I will be taking Fuji-kun to her."
So this is the Fuji Syuusuke? Fuji-san's actor brother?" the agent looked down at Fuji and tried to sum him up. His lips thinned. With a single arm, he gesticulated to another sliding door. "She's over there. Well then Fuji Syuusuke-san, she's waiting for you."
The brunette tensai paused mid-step and felt his blood run cold.
This was it.
He was going to find out the truth and though he didn't want to admit it, he was scared. He hadn't felt this way when Sakuno-chan told him that his sister had really survived the explosion. It was only now, the moment before he was actually going to see Yumiko well and alive that questions and doubts began to cloud his mind.
Was this really for real, all of this? Was Yumiko-neesan really alive? If so, why did she hide herself from their family? Did she have amnesia like Sakuno-chan? Did she change? Did –
"Fuji-kun," he heard someone call his name. Turning to the light touch of a hand on his shoulder, Fuji stared into the chocolate orbs of Sakuno. The expression in her eyes was gentle, calm and soothing, just like when she had comforted that little girl on the train. It was the expression that belonged to the Ryuuzaki Sakuno he had once known, and for some reason, it calmed him down.
A ghost of a smile traipsed on Fuji's face.
"Thank you Sakuno-chan."
With steady feet the tensai walked up to the room the other agent had pointed out and placed his hand on the door. Taking in a deep breath of air, Fuji curled his fingers around the deep imprint of a handle on the shoji door and pushed it aside.
Cerulean blue eyes widened.
"Neesan….it…..it really is you!"
"Syuusuke!"
Japanese Translations
Anou – an expression which in Sakuno's case means as 'well'
Chibi-chan – refers to a young child, chibi meaning 'child' and chan meaning 'little'
Oneesan/Neesan – refers to an older sister. Please note that neesan can also be used as a suffix added to a name to indicate the relation of the person in which the suffix is attached.
Oniisan/Niisan – refers to an older boy or older brother. Note niisan can also be used as a suffix.
Iie – no
Hai – yes
Domo Arigatou – a very polite way of saying thank you
Obaasan/Baasan – refers to an older lady, or a grandmother
Sugoi – amazing
Tensai - genius
-kun – a suffix indicating a close personal relationship or used to indicate some sort of attachment or minor crush
-san – a professional suffix used to refer to a person who is not close to you or to refer to a person at a professional level.
-sama – a suffix used to indicate higher authority or superiority. Fans often use this suffix to refer to their idol.
A/N: Domo arigatou everyone for all of the reviews! I never knew that this fic could really get a lot of responses and I'm glad for all of them! Well, speaking of the chapter, this second chapter is sort of a breather before all of the action actually insues. It sort of gives you guys the little minor details on how well the relationship of Sakuno and Fuji is going through and it has tid-bitty details on the truth of the matters concerning Fuji and the incident that messed up his life. :D The next chapter gives out more of the details and it has a whole lot more action. So sit back and wait for chapter three of Espionage 101!
PS: Please drop some reviews….pretty pretty please! (Smiles with puppy dog eyes)
Review Box!
The Prince of Tennis lover
- gomene! This isn't the sequel to the love triangle – it's a totally new story. I don't know whether I'll make a sequel to the love triangle as of now. Everything is so busy as it is but I will try my best to write one.
Diana
-Thank you for all the suggestions! Well, I still have a lot to learn when it comes to writing and I always have an open mind so if ever there's something wrong with anything you guys are all free to critique me.
Thank you for reminding me of the typos! Usually I hurriedly post stuff without having it edited ( I ask my beta reader to beta my work AFTER I post it. Ironic right? Well, she is in college and she's kinda busy too so….) so typos and misspelling becomes a bit constant in my chappies. Don't worry though, I'm trying to change that.
Diana-san I learned a lot from you! Arigatou!
forever angel
-Thank you for reading my first chappie! I hope this one is to your liking! Arigatou!
Pussycat doll
-Thanks a lot neko-chan! Keep reviewing for me ha? Sige na! Arigatou!
Honoo no Shana-hime
-Yeah, I will try my best to keep this thing updated….thank you for this review!
Smash41KMF
-Ahh…sadly the update wasn't as soon as you expected. I'm so sorry…I was really busy with life you see. Thank you for your review though, and I swear I'll try my best to review faster than this! Hope you like this chappie!
Kazumi Kairi or Kairi-chan
-Ahh, about that, does Sakuno really have amnesia? You'll find out soon, but I guess that you might probably know by now. Thanks for reviewing!
Falling-Angel99
-Thank you! I will try my best at updating a little bit faster, ne? Wish me luck ne. Is this chappie to your liking? Please tell me, any comment would be nice. It gives me more room to grow. ;D
soni-chan
-Arigatou Soni-chan! I hope I can keep the suspense in for long. I think the suspense is slowly declining but I hope I can still keep it up. Do you think that the second chapter is still good? Hoping to hear a comment from you.
Ice-creamy-life
-Ah! To my second reviewer, you will find out the answers soon enough. Thank you for reviewing. How was chapter two? Chapter three is coming up! Nya!
strawberry ponta-chan
-My first reviewer ever! Honto ni arigatou desu! I'm glad that you commented on the typos and dragging parts….oh and I'm honored to be your first influence on Fujisaku fanfiction! Sou dane!
I hope this second chappie isn't as dragging as the first. Tell me if it is, kay? Thanks!
TO ALL MY REVIEWERS THANK YOU SO MUCH! I LOVE ALL OF YOU! MWUAH!