Takeo Takahashi blinked. The outlines of the men where odd to him. He walked over to the shop front and rang the little bell. 'Hey anybody here?' he asked his hand reaching for a knife at his waist, the shapes moved around and one handed some cold object to the other.
Takeo tensed, 'Hey, what can I getcha?' the man smiled, wiping his hands on a towel. Takeo sniffed and the scent of blood echoed off the man, 'So how the man you're killing in the back?' Takeo asked casually, the man's smiled disappeared. He reached for the gun and blinked, 'The fu…' Takeo slammed his knee into the side of the man's head sending him flying across the floor.
Takeo landed in a roll, 'Sarah you okay?' he looked across the shop, the knives and things were still neatly stacked the only thing missing was the cash from the tiller.
Takeo slipped into the room his vision remaining in infrared. The second man pulled a baton from his waist and slid carefully into the shop, 'Hey, Who's there? Yamato?'
Takeo's knife found the guy's throat, 'Don't move' Takeo stood behind the man his knife on his throat the edge drawing blood.
The man tried to draw away but to no good, as Takeo's knife just followed. The man whimpered, his baton falling to the floor. 'Who's back there?' Takeo questioned as he jerked his head in that direction, indicating for Sarah to find out.
Sarah moved around Takeo avoiding the pair, it was odd Takeo his knife at the throat of a much taller man, so he had to stretch his arm to reach it.
She walked into the Back room to find a beat up middle age man, a cut under his hair line had blood leaking over his face. A heavy thud was heard from the front of the shop. Sarah glanced around and looked back to the guy. 'Are you okay?' she asked giving him a poke to see if he was alive. The battered man breathed harshly and coughed blood.
Someone gripped her arm, 'Let's go' Takeo tugged at her gently, she blinked at him, 'This man we can't leave him here?' Takeo glanced at the man then back at Sarah, his cold eyes pierced through her, 'He's dead, let's go' Sarah yanked her hand back,
'He can't be dead he just coughed!' Sarah returned
'He's dead. He only coughed because air escaped from his lungs when you poked him.'
She looked at the man sure enough the man had a large red blotch over his heart, a hole in his shirt.
They walked through the shop, the place seemed trashed bullet holes racked the left hand side of the store and the two men lay dead at opposite sides of the store. 'What happened?' Takeo breathed deep,
'I set it up so that it looks like they killed each other.
Sarah stumbled past, 'ARGG!' she clutched her leg. Cramp, aww man! She thought, Takeo dragged her upright, a needle flashed in his hand, 'Ow!' Sarah complained as the needle pricked her skin on her cramp. The pain flashed briefly before disappearing. Sarah stared in awe at the young boy who captured her heart with a knife and a crooked smile.
Takeo stopped at a bench on the side walk, turned and looked at Sarah quickly scanning her up and down. Then reaching for her leg he examined it. 'You should be okay. But rest for now.' He stood and looked around. Plucked three needles from somewhere and pricked her leg with instant effects on her muscles, relaxing instantly. 'Wow' she murmured experimenting with her leg.
Takeo produced one more needle, 'Don't' he said flatly waving the needle, 'Or I'll put you to sleep' he threatened seriously
She nodded and let the leg dangle over the bench just above the ground.
Takeo looked at her, tilted his head and asked 'You still want lunch?'
Sarah grinned 'You just killed two guys and saw a dead body, I need a councilor and you need a psychiatrist, but yeah lunch sounds good' Takeo nodded, he grasped her hand and slid a knife into it, 'Here' he whispered 'You might need it' she gasped feeling the cold metal across her palm. 'Takeo…' she looked up to give it back but the boy was gone.
Sarah harrumphed at that and stayed still, Sheesh how can anyone be so… weird? Nah he's paranoid? Nah, Sarah found out that Takeo could only be described as Takeo. Nothing made him, him more then him. Wow Sarah that's deep She thought to herself sarcastically.
'Your order' Sarah shook her head,
'Uh thanks' she grabbed the bag that he held out to her. I wonder if he can read my thoughts… nah he sat next to her and inspected her leg again. He mused, 'It should be okay now' he said giving it one last firm squeeze resulting in a yelp from Sarah. He sat back. 'Phew that's not how I planned lunch' Sarah giggled,
'Nah, really?' she said sarcastically, 'I mean it's not like you planned to stubble upon a robbery and kill two men and set it up so it looked like they fought and killed each other over money' she said tasting the noodles.
Takeo looked at her, 'I guess your right' she snorted,
'Pft, I'm always right'
'Whatever', he said rolling his eyes, 'Hurry we have to leave soon' he said standing and walking down the street. Sarah's eyes bulged, 'We can't leave now lunch just started!'
Takeo turned on her, 'This was lunch not a date! Now let's go' he said turning and leaving. Sarah swallowed hard. Tears started to prick at her eyes and she tried hard not to let them fall. She walked on leaving the noodles on the bench. She followed after him not caring much on where she went.
