AN: Once again. I do not own the Ocean's Eleven plot line, nor any of the Naruto characters. Miyuki however, does belong to me. Also, I realize the first chapter was pretty short. I was going to break the chapter's up by individual scenes in the movie, but seeing as that apparently isn't going to work, I'll combine 2 or 3 scenes and just put breaks between them.
Atlantic City, NJ (later that night)
Miyuki rode the escalator up to the casino in the Trump Plaza Hotel. She had exchanged the wrinkled dress suit for a more casual look. Black dress pants and a blue shirt that brought out her eyes. She walked past the loud slot machines and the busy poker tables, grinning a bit. She sat down at an empty blackjack table and pulled several one hundreds' out of her wallet.
"Chips please" she said, tucking her wallet back into her purse.
"Sure" the dealer said, taking the money and setting a stack of chips down on the bright green felt in front of Miyuki.
"Change 150, would you like quarters or nickels?"
Miyuki looked up and smiled.
"Quarters are fine."
"Good luck"
The dealer nodded and started shuffling.
"Thanks" Miyuki said, not paying attention to the dealer, but looking around the room. Over by another table, the pit boss was talking to a tanned Asian man. The man had chocolate colored hair pulled up into a ponytail and a thin scar across the bridge of his nose. Miyuki grinned a little, glad to see a familiar face so soon. The man finished his conversation and started walking towards her table.
"Twenty. Dealer has nineteen. Good start" the dealer said.
Miyuki's attention went back to the table in front of her, watching her chips double. The dealer picked the cards up and started shuffling again. Miyuki was playing with her chips, watching. The dealer set the deck down.
"I'm going on break now."
Miyuki nodded and handed the dealer a few chips.
"Here. Thank you." She said.
The dealer took the chips with a smile and turned to leave.
"Good luck" she called over her shoulder as the man Miyuki had been watching, took over.
"You have a good one" the man said, starting to shuffle the deck left behind. He looked at Miyuki, but made no expression as to whether he recognized her or not.
"How are you, miss?"
Miyuki smirked mischievously at him.
"Hello Iruka"
The man froze, looking around to make sure no one heard her and gave the woman in front of him a half glare, before smiling again as the pit boss walked by.
"I beg your pardon, miss. You must have me confused with someone else. My name is Ramon, as you can see right here."
Iruka pointed to the name tag on his uniform's vest, and continued shuffling. Miyuki did look, and raised an eyebrow at the most Asian-looking Ramon she had ever seen. She didn't comment on it though and began picking up her chips.
"My mistake"
Miyuki started playing with the ring, she had eventually put on, spinning it around her finger.
Iruka nodded at her, a friendly smile on his face.
"No problem, miss"
Miyuki nodded and grabbed her purse.
"Table's cold anyway"
Iruka looked down at her doubled chips and rolled his eyes discreetly before a friendly smile was back on his face. He started shuffling the cards.
"You might want to try the lounge at Caesar's. Get's busy after 1:00."
Miyuki looked intrigued.
"1:00?"
"Yes, miss."
Miyuki shouldered her purse, nodded.
"Thank you, Ramon"
Miyuki walked away, disappearing amongst the slot machines. Iruka watched her leave, before smiling a bit.
"Thankyou"
Miyuki looked at her watch, it read 12:58. She sighed and ordered a martini taking it to a small table in a darker corner. She pulled a newspaper out of her purse and leaned back in the comfortable chair to start reading. The main article read in bold 'Las Vegas landmark to be razed.' Miyuki looked at the picture, glaring at the man in the forefront of the picture. He had long black hair, and a pale face, looking somewhat akin to a porcelain doll. In the background, a man with spiky white hair was smoking a cigar, frowning at the man in front.
"Checking up on current events?"
Miyuki looked up, startled, as Iruka walked around him to sit in the chair across from her.
"Ramon"
Iruka grinned at her.
"Glad to meet you. Iruka Umino couldn't get past the gaming board"
Iruka looked her over.
"You just get out?" he asked.
Miyuki took a sip of her martini and nodded.
"This afternoon. You seen him?"
Iruka rolled his eyes.
"Last I heard, he was teaching movie stars to play cards."
Iruka stopped for a second, and looked at her, a small smirk appearing on his face.
"Why? You've got a plan already?"
Miyuki chuckled.
"Are you kidding? I just became a citizen again" she said, but her tone made it sound as if she had said ' Of course I have a plan already.'
Miyuki walked up to a payphone, carrying another martini with her. She set it on top of the phone box and fished into her pockets for a business card. She slid some quarters into the phone and dialed the number, holding the receiver to her ear listening to the ring. A person picked up.
"Officer Morino? This is Yuki Taisho. I was told to contact you within 24 hours"
Miyuki stopped listening to the man, while putting the card back in her pocket.
"No sir, I haven't been getting into any trouble."
Another pause. Miyuki took a sip of the martini.
"No sir, I haven't been drinking."
Another question, and Miyuki started chuckling silently.
"No sir, I wouldn't even think of leaving the state."
