A/N- Bonjour! Hello! Sorry it's been so long, but I wanted this day to be special. (Cheesy, right?) You see, my family and I are taking a road trip to Canada today! (Vacations are wonderful aren't they?) We'll visit Quebec City mostly but stop some days in Montreal first, and hopefully eat a lot of food! (Anyone have any suggestion? I highly doubt it, but who knows?)
Fun Fact: Canada, you're third place for the most views in June!
(But alas, France could not maintain their record lead on Banquet, the U.S. took care of that.)
Not that I don't love you ALL equally, (Notice how an 'e' at the end of 'Not' can change the meaning of the sentence), but it's just so surprising people outside my country read what I write! So thanks for reading! Reviewing! Favoriting! Following! They mean sooooo much to me! Anyway, (I've talked too much), here's the last segment of this lovely one-shot, the big reveal!
So please, enjoy!
Merci,
Bleu Tsuki~*
It seemed as if in slow motion: the mask, porcelain white, with a thin, almost delicate line of deepest sanguine red, two black holes, and the infamous violet lightning bolt over the right eye, slipping perfectly into his hand, and fitting over his face. It was too perfect. The whole idea was too perfect! Too sickeningly perfect...
"BK-201." was hissed from the contractor's mouth, summing up Misaki's existence in five perfect syllables. Misaki's jaw hung open. "What will my higher-ups say when they find out that I've killed you?"
He tossed Misaki unceremoniously aside, where Hei caught her before she hit the ground, and set her gently on her feet. His hands felt different somehow. Hell, Li, Hei, BK-201, they were all different somehow, but always the same. You have to start learning, Misaki chastised herself, When will you learn that everything is not as it seems? Even Kanami, with her fascination with feminine activities (a.k.a. shopping) had warned her to not get too attached to the elusive Black Reaper. And as ludicrous as it seemed, she brushed it off, never imagining the actual moment of capture. Now it was all too real.
Li was him the whole time? Well, who would have thought?
Meanwhile, the orange-haired man was sprinting around them, tossing bombs as he went along. Luckily, they were all aimed at Hei, and luckily for Hei, he was able to dodge them by swinging like Tarzan on his wire from tree to tree.
Misaki watched in awe at the Reaper's work up close. It was all very quick and precise, and it was obvious why the Reaper was never caught.
Abruptly, Hei slashed his wire across a seemingly random bit of space and a scream soon followed. The contractor, for all his agility, ran straight into the cable, receiving a nasty gash across his torso. Blood spurted from the wound, and Hei leaped to the ground with ease.
Misaki looked at the dying man in disgust before approaching the murderer with cautious steps.
"BK-201?" Misaki asked. Hei nodded, standing up and taking off his mask. They stared at each other, blue and brown eyes meeting over the corpse, before Mao's triumphant arrival into the forest.
After assessing the situation, Mao glanced nervously between them, mechanically letting Hei's clothing drop to the ground. It was his iconic green windbreaker and Misaki frowned at it fractionally.
"I guess I'm a pretty lousy police officer if I could never catch you." Misaki stated evenly. There was that silence again, before Hei finally responded.
"Sorry."
"Er-" Mao mumbled, brushing his tail on the grass. "Well, just wanted to let you know that the area has cleared out. Yin did a search and no one unusually was spotted as opposed to earlier. I suspect the Russians saw that their contractor died and pulled out. The CIA got scared, rationalized that no one was worth this much trouble (no offense Misaki) and retreated as well." Mao said.
Misaki nodded gratefully, suddenly feeling very tired. Though she didn't do the bulk of the fighting, it was exhausting knowing people were after you. A low rumbling snapped Misaki out of her shallow daze, and Hei grinned sheepishly as a hand went to scratch the back of his head.
"Let's go get something to eat; I'm starving!" Hei said.
Misaki smiled, he was Li as well, but a tinge of sadness colored her eyes. He was Li, yes, but something else, someone much more than meets the eye. Hei took off his trench coat and put on his green windbreaker. Shoving his weapons and mask into the black fabric for Mao's convenience. Mao gave him a look that said, "Are you kidding me? I'm not your messenger cat." before taking the folded fabric in his mouth and running off into the night.
It was just Hei and Misaki now, alone as if on a date, but as far from it as you could imagine. An ease settled over Hei's heart, knowing that Misaki now understood a little of the truth. Yet, Misaki could hardly accept this as the now and always truth. This man, this mysterious contractor, holding the door open for her at a little known diner, holding her chair out for her and smiling slightly from across a table that seemed a mile long. Who was he? And did she want to know?
Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she flipped it open tiredly. How much more news could she take?
"Chief! We've been worried sick (and by we I mean Saitou). Where are you? Hourai wants to see you as soon as possible!"
"I'm alright, just tired, Kanami." Misaki sighed, knowing Hei was watching her in between bites of chicken teriyaki.
"Well make sure you get a good night's sleep! Oh, who am I kidding? You're going to stay up tonight aren't you, looking for Mr. BK-201. Who knows, maybe you'll meet him someday. Well, I've gotta run! Long day today, you wouldn't believe the amount of contractors..."
Misaki smiled to herself, knowing exactly how long the day was. She hung up the phone, seeing Hei wolf down white rice lightning fast. Some things would always be the same, she grinned.
"Someone at work?" Hei asked.
"Just Kanami. Telling me to get a good night's sleep and all."
"You're going to have to. Now that you work with the most dangerous contractor team alive!"
"And what happens to my work in Section 4?"
"Huang will sort out the specifics ." Hei told her. "Besides, Hourai's part of the Syndicate too."
She nodded exhausted. They ate their dinner in silence due to their rapid eating. No wonder Li eats so much!- Fighting really works up an appetite.
They paid for their dinner leaving a tip on the table, and left.
The two walked down the street slowly, occasional cars and buzzing streetlamps filling the night air. After everything they've been through, they could still walk together like nothing ever happened. In her mind, she could pretend that Li was just her friend, not BK-201, and that she was just a police chief, hopeful for the day of BK-201's capture.
"The stars are beautiful tonight." Misaki remarked, staring at their light.
"Yeah, they are." Hei agreed.
They sat down on a bench, eyes wide to the false heavens, content in their own company.
"I'm glad you won." Misaki told him.
"Me too."
A/N- Sappy ending, eh? Sorry, I wrote this AWHILE ago... you can tell by all the "suddenly" s inside the story. It's like a terrible child's book...which is why your feedback means so much to me! For you guys to survive through this terrible writing and review it is amazing!
But I have to ask, Did YOU Like It? PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME SO! One second of your time will lead to eternal happiness! (Well, 24 hours, but you know what I mean :) maybe it'll last all week and give me a high all vacation O.o)
Thanks to those who ALWAYS express their opinion. And please, it's never too late to make me happy! (Like, five years from now, thirty, whatever)
Thanks as always,
Bleu Tsuki~*
