Disclaimer and A/N: I own none of the song 'Maneater' by Nelly Furtado; nor do I own any of 'Barnes and Noble'; Inyuasha or its characters; Death Note and any of their characters and none of Thomas Harris's work and Hannibal of course. I own only Jason Bradley, Hannah Starling and dear cheerleading Angela and any other characters I had to make up here. I hope you enjoy this chapter throughly and maybe re-read it again if you wanthopefully you shall :) Any questions, feel free to ask in reviews, thank you for reading this story and A/Ns.
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Hmm, let's see. My mother was, I may never know, here at the mall looking directly at me in a horrified look. Yup. That wasn't a very good sign.
I felt Jason grab me but then I was pushed back when a large crowd of people came rushing through like antelopes, no offense to the animal either. I then saw a man standing before me…Dr. Lector.
My breath caught quickly in the middle of my throat as my gaze locked with mines. A low smile spread on his lips as I stared in what could be considered awe and then I was tossed back some more and I could no longer see him. Jason appeared oddly yet quickly beside me and pulled my by the hand over to a photo taking booth, the one from before.
Maybe we should have just went on another bus or something then rather come in here but I just had to get idiotically stubborn and walk right in, dragging Jason in tow. I could feel my scarf around my neck, which I totally forgot I had on in the first place, itching at my throat. So as Jason and I walked quickly over to a nice set of escalators going up and down I yanked off the scarf and it slipped from my hands. I tried to go back and retrieve it but Jason just wasn't having any of that and he tugged me on the 'up' escalator.
"Can I help you, Barney?!" I squeaked out in a whisper to him as he just continued to glare at the air…or something, I don't really know what to be honest. I was now just not disgruntled, like some people (my teachers) call me, but I was now highly ticked off. I could hear the thumping of my heart beating away within my chest as I turned to glance back at the area below us. I didn't see Dr. Lector or my mom, but I knew they were still here…somewhere. That's when I heard my cell phone start to ring with my ring-tone going off somewhat loudly to I might add. I thought I put that blasted thing on vibrate!
Everybody look at me, me
I walk in the door you start screaming
Come on everybody what chu here for?
Move your body around like a nympho
Everybody get your necks to crack around
All you crazy people come on jump around
I want to see you all on your knees, knees
You either want to be with me, or be me!
Holy crap, that's exactly what I thought when I took out my cell phone quickly with my free hand as Jason then stepped off the 'up' escalator with still a good grip on my hand and we brushed past a few crowds of people and entered what looked to be the store 'Barnes and Noble' or something. It was a book store, I knew that much!
I sighed with relief when Jason dragged me into what was probably the anime comic section or something. I saw 'Inuyasha' and 'Death Note' comics and books, so yeah that's how I got the theory of where we were at the particular moment. "You wait right here." Jason told me, fixing me a nice serious glare as he scurried off somewhere out of view, I sighed with joy and relief once again. Finally.
I clicked 'talk' on my cell phone and placed it to my right ear. "Hello?" I asked; sadly, already knowing who it was though. I didn't even have to look at caller ID, how awesome is that? Totally. Well, not radical or awesome but still.
"Dr. Lector." I said in a whisper and clearly an assumption not a question, still glancing around to make sure no one was watching or listening in. No-one. Great.
"Very good." I heard a metallic like voice pop into the line then, I knew he was smiling. I could feel it.
"Thank you." I told him, being polite like I was almost always. I just don't like rude people.
"So, your mother has told you about me?" He asked; I could hear someone playing an instrument in the background. A violinist? Perhaps.
"Not quite. Friends from school happen to do that for her, Doctor." I told him, walking down the long aisle. I could hear now, what seemed to be people talking. I glanced back at the store's front entrance. I could also hear what they were saying…the same people in the background. Was he that close now? Where was he? I backed up, going in the opposite direction now; back farther into the store and now totally forgetting what Jason had told me to do.
"Ah, friends? Hmm. How nice. Tell me something, Little Starling. Do you happen to know who your Father is?" He asked me in a very relaxed and amused tone from what I could tell.
My Father? Why did he want to know about something like that?
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