Tokyo Crazy Paradise
Disclaimer: Never did and never will, own TCP (starts sobbing)
Chapter: Filler
A/n: Sorry, I'm having some problems with chapter 4 of my story… so please forgive me. Instead I managed to write a filler chapter, unrelated to my story… Really sorry…
Please read this instead, while I go sort out the chapter. Thank you =)
A little over the year ago,
"She's not there…" Bun-san spoke up as Sandaime made to go towards Tsukasa's room.
"She's not there either…" as Ryuji changed direction, heading over to his study room instead.
Ever since Kamojima passed away, Bun-san had became the unofficial Tsukasa detector instead. Bun-san could see a vein starting to throb behind Sandaime's head. He hurriedly spoke up.
"I think Tsu-bo left the house early this morning… But she didn't mention where…"
Bun-san could practically the wheels in Sandaime's head moving as he thought things through.
Ryuji started walking towards his study, "Start up my computer. I remember now… I had a tracking device inserted into her bugworm (chain-like weapon). Since she carries that everywhere she goes to, I can find out her location."
Bun-san never ceased to be amazed at Sandaime's possessiveness over Tsu-bo. He walked hurriedly ahead to prepare the computer.
Ryuji sat, opened up a program, keyed in some codes and waited. A map of Tokyo soon came up, which zoomed in again and again until it was over a particular area.
All of a sudden Bun-san saw Sandaime sat very still and he could feel the threatening energy in the room. He took a peek at the screen and gulped hard when he saw where Tsu-bo was.
He spoke up, rather softly, "S-Sandaime? S-Should we go pick Tsu-bo u-up?"
Ryuji just got up and left the room, "Hmph… Why should we?"
Bun-san cringed. He had almost forgotten how scary Sandaime could actually be. He took another look at the screen.
Sigh. Tsu-bo, why do you have to be there? Today, of all days?
The red blinking star was over GRAVE.
Meanwhile…
Tsukasa paced up and down, outside the doors of GRAVE. She felt rather shy on going in just like that and could only wait outside.
The doors opened and a huge figure stepped outside, stretching and yawning. Tsukasa looked up, and smiled, delighted to see the person she has been waiting for all morning.
"Akira-san!"
Akira looked up, all thoughts of how tired he was gone. He covered the distance between them in two massive strides and grabbed Tsukasa in a tight hug. Tsukasa hugged him back, happy to see him.
Akira pulled away, looking at Tsukasa closely, "Why are you here anyway…?"
Tsukasa blushed, and spoke, albeit shyly, "Well… You know the new gun that Gunz Inc. had come up with? The gun that would revolutionize the entire gun industry…?"
Akira nodded, "Yeah… It's entirely unlike the other guns. Not only is it extremely light, it's also the smallest gun in the market. But since the bullets are very small as well, it is able to hold up to 30 shots. Small, but lethal. Also, usually there would be a jerk after shooting but this gun shoots very smoothly. Any inexperienced person can also…" Akira stopped, his eyes narrowed suspiciously, "Wait… This is top-secret. Gunz Inc. is only providing the gun to GRAVE… How do you know about this…?"
Tsukasa looked up to Akira, her eyes widening in confusion, "Well, you told me about it… Remember? I think it was last week… when I was back home visiting Taku-nii…"
Akira slapped his hand to his face. He remembered now. He had been so excited, upon learning about the new gun as well as seeing Tsukasa again, that he inadvertently told her about the gun. He's always like this, revealing secrets inadvertently in front of her.
Tsukasa continued, "The thing is… well… Akira-san, is it possible for you to get for me one set?" She looked at him, wide-eyed, appealing.
Frowning, Akira shook his head. "Sorry, Tsukasa… I don't think it's possible… Why do you want a gun anyway? You have your bugworm after all…"
"It's not for me…" Tsukasa shook her head. "You see, it's actually…"
After listening to Tsukasa's explanation, Akira felt less motivated to get the gun for her. "No. I'll get in trouble if they found out I gave one gun away…"
"Please, Akira-san. Please. I know you're able to… I'm sure there are spare sets available… I'll pay! Even if it takes the rest of my life to do so… I just want to get something for him… Please…" Tsukasa was just short of kneeling and begging.
Sighing, Akira shook his head in defeat. Tsukasa was right about the spare sets, and he could just pull some connections to get it for her. But he felt annoyed. Just for that person…
Besides, he can never refuse anything Tsukasa asks for. He agreed reluctantly.
"Fine! You win… there's no need to pay. I can get it for you, but it would take a few hours before the request can be approved…"
Tsukasa smiled, melting Akira's heart into mush. She nodded her head happily, "It's okay, I can wait. Thank you so much, Akira-san!"
Akira sank his head in defeat and went back into GRAVE. There was no point in arguing with Tsukasa.
Tsukasa- 76, Akira- 0
Ryuji sat in the living room, on the couch with Kali by his side, waiting.
"Meowr?" Kali got up, eyes glowing red, and made her way towards the front.
She better have a good explanation for this…
Tsukasa entered, running madly, into the living room. "Not now, Kali… Later, okay? I'm running out of time…"
She reached his side, wheezing, and looked at the clock. She breathed a breath of relief, "Ah… It's only 11.45p.m. I've made it in time…"
In time…?
Tsukasa composed herself, and presented a package to Ryuji. She smiled.
"Happy Birthday, Ryuji!"
All his unhappiness disappeared. He himself had forgotten about his birthday. He didn't expect Tsukasa to have known. He could feel a small smile on his face as he took the present from her.
It was a gun, but not a normal one. He had heard rumours of this particular gun, but the company wasn't putting it up for sale. It was specially made for GRAVE.
GRAVE… That was why she went there. To get this…
His heart warmed at the thought. He looked at Tsukasa, nervously waiting for his reaction.
"W-Well? Do you like it? I had to wait so long just to get this…" Ryuji made no response, and Tsukasa continued, "If you dislike it, I can get you something else… Give it back." She reached to grab the present.
Ryuji lifted it out of reach. "You can't take back a present. It will do. I'll keep it."
Tsukasa smiled, relieved that Ryuji didn't dislike the gift. They sat in silence for a while, while Ryuji was busy looking at his present. It was her second present to him. The first was her promise to stay by his side. The smile on his face grew a little wider.
Ryuji broke the silence, "I want a kiss."
Tsukasa was startled, "W-What?! No way!"
Ryuji smirked, "It's my birthday, remember?"
Tsukasa gritted her teeth. She didn't want to argue. "Fine! Close your eyes!"
Ryuji was adamant, "Why should I? I'm not closing."
Tsukasa gave in. Any other day she would have argued back. She moved her face in hesitatingly, closing her eyes, she gave him a light kiss on his lips.
Ryuji smiled, closed his eyes and deepened the kiss.
I love her so much.
Tsukasa pulled back after a while, and spoke through gritted teeth. "Where is your hand going?!"
He was unrepentant. "It's my birthday…"
Glancing at the clock, Tsukasa smiled, "No it's not… It's past 12 now…"
Damn.
But what he wants, he must get. He tried to kiss her again. Tsukasa dodged and started running away.
He went after her, like a lion after his prey. Tsukasa looked back and shivered in terror at the look of determination on Ryuji's face.
"Stop running away!"
"Stop coming after me!"
Kali sat in a corner, watching the couple, waiting patiently for her turn to play.
Bun-san stood outside the living room. He felt extremely relieved that Tsu-bo remembered that it was Sandaime's birthday.
He walked away, chuckling quietly, listening to the couple arguing.
Things never change. Even if it is Sandaime's birthday.
A/n: really sorry for not doing chapter 4. I hope you enjoyed reading this filler… Sorry. I couldn't think of a proper gift for Ryuji though, any suggestions? As usual, please review and tell me what you guys thought of this story. Thank you.
