I'm glad my writing isn't so bad that you have made it this far somehow. I guess I should have said so sooner but this is set before Nicolas and Warwick meet Alex. But I'm sure you've figured that out by now. Anyway, enjoy my fanfic of my favorite story of all time!
The characters in this story belong to Kohske sensei! All the other original content belongs to me.
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Nicolas grinned. "I've heard of them before. But I've never meet one. This job is getting interesting." He thought. He signed to Warwick, "I'm not surprised she's a hunter. The way she handled that razor blade as she cut our hair was a dead give away to any trained eye."
Warwick closed the razor blade and pulled L-chan into his lap.
"She's really susceptible to downers." Lisa said.
"Lisa san, what in the hell have we been drug into?"
"L-chan's my best friend. Please don't repeat any of this information I'm about to tell you. I'm only telling you this because you are in charge of her safety.
L-chan's family is extremely wealthy and powerful. They are tied in somehow with the research of twilights and the development of celebre. She's descended from one of the researchers that had taken the drug and tested it on himself. From what I understand they don't know exactly what he tested on himself. From the research that her father had gathered about the her great great grand father. He was working on something they started to develop after they had developed the drug that is now used.
L-chan started manifesting strange symptoms when she was eight years old. She had been kidnapped and ended up killing everyone who was in the warehouse that had held her captive. They found her in an alley covered in blood the next day. They began with a new experimental drug and that worked for a time and she got better. They tried having her work with the destroyers, since that's basically what she was. They thought maybe it would be some sort of release. It worked better than expected for a short period of time. But it stopped working and she killed an entire team. Something else happened but not even she will tell me. Her father had talked to Monroe san and he suggested that she come live here. Until she could figure out a system that worked for her. The cops are easily bribed here and she'd blend in."
"I see. How did you end up here Lisa san?"
"I came here with her. We lived together until she felt comfortable living alone. But since things are getting worse in this town, more things are setting her off. That's why she needs the constant surveillance that you are paid to do. Don't think bad of her because she's like this. She's an amazing person who works extremely hard. Just, sometimes this happens. "
Warwick glared over to Nicolas. Nicolas stuck out his tongue.
"Well either way, we did take the job to protect Hime-chan here. We aren't exactly in a place to judge anyone anyway. It's been a eventful first day, that's for sure. Let's get her home so she can rest."
L-chan woke on her couch. She sat up and pulled the cover off of her, rubbing her face. "It happened again didn't it?"
Nicolas sat in the chair next to her reading a book, a bottle of water in one hand. He nodded.
"Where is Warwick?"
Nicolas pointed back towards the entryway.
"I see, he's out smoking. I'm going to take a shower. I want to drop by Bastard for a while tonight."
Nicholas's eyes followed her up the stairs as she made her way to her room. Warwick came back inside. "Where's our hime-chan?"
Nicolas signed "Shower. I'm not following her in there. You can try it if you want. You'll probably end up like those C-class tags though."
"My, my what have we gotten ourselves into? This little hime-chan sure is something. How did Delico handle this by himself? The two of us are scrambling to stay alive around her. I have a feeling that she's far from done surprising us."
Nicolas grinned and nodded.
About a hour later Lchan walked down the stairs in long sleeved gym clothes and pants, with a towel draped over her head. She grabbed a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and came and sat down on the couch with the handymen.
"Well, I guess Lisa filled you in on my situation some. I keep upper and downer pens all over the place in case I have an episode. I haven't used an upper pen in so long I can't remember. However the downer pen, I feel is used too frequently. I honestly didn't think something like that would happen so soon. I had planned on telling you later on. But it looks like you found out the hard way. It's hard to say what will trigger an episode. It mostly happens when I'm alone and feel threatened. If someone is around then I don't seem to have as many problems. I guess you can say it's anxiety driven. If I know someone is around to take care of me then I don't worry so much about going off the deep end up going overboard. The pens I use are different than most that twilights have to use. It might be best if normal twilights didn't use them."
"Well , I have to say Hime chan. This is one of the most interesting jobs we've had to say the least." Warwick said. In the light he and Nicolas could see that her eyes were green now.
Lchan grinned. "Just wait."
She stood and turned to go back up to her room. She turned slightly back around. "We are going to Bastard tonight. I'm going to go get ready then we'll leave."
After Lchan walked upstairs to her room. Warwick turned to Nicolas. "Don't get any ideas about taking her Celebre. Dr. Theo would have a fit and there's no telling what it would do to you." Nicolas got up shrugged him off and went to take a shower.
Shortly thereafter Lchan walked down the stairs. A completely different woman stood in front of Warwick. Her long locks were no longer there. Her head was shaved on both sides giving way to a long mohawk. Her right arm tattooed from wrist to her shoulder. Her left leg was also completely tattooed. The moment he looked up he dropped his book to the floor.
"My, my Hime chan. I have to say I like this side of you even more than the upright business woman we meet this morning." Lchan grinned and went over to get a bottle of water out of the fridge.
Nicolas walked out of the shower with jogging pants on and a towel wrapped around his shoulders catching the water from his wet hair. He looked over to see Lchan standing behind the counter. He stopped dead in his tracks and just stared at her. He turned to Warwick and signed. "Is this the same person we meet this morning?"
"Sure is Nico." Warwick grinned.
Nicolas walked up to his room. He watched Lchan out of the corner of his eye as he past her. He signed to Warwick "I'll be ready soon."
The three of them enter Bastard. The doorman welcomed them and ushered them to the VIP section where Loretta sat. Marco sat next to Lchan who was sitting to the left of Loretta. Nicolas and Warwick sat in front of them in over sized chairs. A small table sat in front of them for drinks.
The waitress, dressed in barely anything, brought a round of drinks to the table. Nicolas noticed Marco watching Lchan out of the corner of his eye.
Lchan and Loretta carried on and laughed talking about their week. The waitress brought two bottles of water to Nicolas and Warwick. This was far from their first visit to Bastar. It was however the first time sitting in the VIP section.
As the waitress walked past Lchan a drink fell over on the tray splashing Lchan. Nicolas and Warwick nearly jumped out of their seats. Marco shifted towards her, still watching her out of the corner of his eye.
"I'm so sorry." The waitress said. "It looks like the stem of the glass broke and gave way.'
Lchan smiled, "It's fine, things happen." She stood and began airing out her shirt. "I'll just take care of this in the bathroom."
Nicolas and Warwrick relaxed in their chairs. "I'll be right back." Lchan said as she walked to the bathroom.
"Expecting a blood bath there fellows?" Loretta ask with a grin.
"After what happened this afternoon. We were sure that you were going to be short a waitress."
"She's not so bad." Loretta laughed.
Marco shot her a look, his mouth nearly gaping open, his eyes wide.
Loretta glared at him,"He's a little bias. Something this small won't set her off. What you saw today isn't exactly a normal occurrence with her. It's actually been quite sometime she she's killed anyone."
"Exactly how long has it been since our Hime chan has killed anyone?"
"About two months now." Marco smirked. Loretta rolled her eyes at him.
Marco leaned forward, "I've seen the damage she is capable of." Nicolas perked up. "She could wipe out half of this club before you could even pull the gun from your holster. She might even be as fast as Ginger."
Lchan appeared behind Marco patting him on the shoulder making him jump in his seat."Talking about me again boys?" Lchan smiled.
"Stop trying to scare them Marco. That was a long time ago and under much different circumstances. We were what? Twelve maybe thirteen when the anti twilight riots got bad?"
"Yes, and you helped sooo much by killing how many of them?"
"You had your fair share as well. Don't forget that Marco." She sat on the arm of the chair nudging him. Her legs crossed as she grinned.
"I guess it doesn't matter now." Marco continued. "They seem to be not so active in the past years. Unless someone starts killing off twilights again in mass numbers." He glared at Lchan.
"Well…" Lchan grinned and looked off towards the other direction. "It started off that we only needed to take down a few rogue twilights. They had killed off important political figures." She looked back to Warwick, her eyes serious for the first time she had gazed at him.
"Marco and I arrived at the location of where they had been staying. There were a lot more than we had anticipated. We went to dispatch the few that we needed to take out. But things got out of hand… Marco dragged me out after I passed out."
"She killed nearly thirty twilights in an abandoned warehouse."
Warwick and Nicolas sat there frozen for a moment.
Lchan grinned awkwardly and hopped down from Marco's arm rest.
She sat in her seat and crossed her legs and sighed. "To put it in perspective, those thirty twilights were planning on killing a lot of normals."
Warwick took a drink of his water. "You mean to tell me that you are responsible for the anti twilight riots?"
"Indirectly, yes. However, they would have happened anyway. What I did was only pour gas on the fire. Certain people had already began to move on the anti-twilight riots."
"We meant to help extinguish it by taking out the twilights that were causing the uproar. But well…"
"Geeze, who sends their twelve year old daughter in to kill hardened twilights?" Warwick asked.
"My father." Lchan reluctantly grimaced.
"So he also thought it would be a great idea to drop you in the center of twilight territory after you killed off that many twilights?"
"Trust me, there are less casualties here than anywhere else since my kidnapping. Do you you have any idea how many maids we went through? How many private tutors? How many guards? It's not a perfect system here, but it's better than what we had previously set up. Uncle Danny has been gracious enough to provide guards for me and that's cut down on casualties quite a bit."
Nicolas signed to Warwick. "What I wouldn't give to test her true strength." He started grinning.
He signed to Nicolas. "Don't you even think about it."
Nicolas signed back. "After this job is over, I will have no obligation to protect her."
Warwick clenched his fist, and glared at Nicolas, "Nico-"
Without so much as moving the chair he had been sitting in. Lchan pinned Nicolas to the wall before Warwick could even finish Nicolas's name . Lchan grinned while one hand held his shoulder, and the other his wrist against the wall. "Why don't we find out right now then." She looked deep into Nicolas' eyes catching a glimpse of something familiar that her own held. They were so close their lips almost touching. Nicolas' heart began to beat faster.
"Just kidding." Lchan said as she released him and walked back to her seat.
Marco looked down with his hand covering his eyes. "Please don't destroy the place."
Nicolas signed to Warwick, "Going to the bathroom." and walked away.
"I think I'm going to head to the bathroom too. It looks like my partner here needs a refresher on what exactly his duty entails."
"What the hell are you thinking?" Warwick yelled at Nicolas.
"How was I supposed to know she knew sign language?" Nicolas signed to him. "Anyway, I need to take care of something so if you don't mind." Nicolas shifted his pants.
Warwick looked down. "Don't tell me you got hard from that?"
"Shut up and go away." He signed again.
"Fine, hurry up. We have a job to do." Warwick said as he left.
Warwick went back to the VIP balcony where they had been sitting.
"He didn't quit did he?" Loretta asked.
"No, he just drank too much water." Warwick answered as he sat down.
Marco looked at his watch. "Miss Loretta sama, our meeting time has come."
Loretta smiled, "Sorry, I have a meeting soon so you'll have to excuse us for a while. Feel free to sit at the bar and drink until we are finished."
Lchan smiled. "Sure, no problem." As she stood, Marco stood with her. As he ushered her down the stairs Warwick caught a glimpse of Marcos hand resting on Lchans waist. Moving lower as he moved with her towards the stairs. She looked up to him as his hand went lower and gave him a look as if he knew better, but she was going to let it go this time.
Warwick thought to himself. "Looks like Marco san here wouldn't mind being more than just friends with her again. Lchan doesn't seem so interested." He saw Nicolas watching Marco and Lchan from the bathroom. His look was generally emotionless. This time he watched Nicolas look away then back again towards them.
