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Hangover

Chapter 1- Crazy Kinasu

I reached forward and took the kettle off the eye of the stove. Lin was in the background, typing away at something as the news rolled on. Monk had left three hours ago, having to go back to Tokyo for a concert his band was playing in. Ayako and John had decided to stay.

I gently placed a cup of tea in front of Lin before looking at Naru's door.

"Um, do you think he's awake yet, Lin?" I said.

"How would I know." I sighed. Braver women than me would have quailed at the thought of waking Naru up, but here it goes.

I gently opened the door. Naru's lights were dimmed and I saw him lying on his back. He didn't look awake. As quietly as possible, I shut the door and tip toed back to the pot. As I poured a cup of tea for myself, I muttered, "You know, I'm glad he's finally taking it easy, what with that shoulder and all. Even if he refuses to go to a hospital." Lin didn't reply so I assumed I was talking to myself again.

There was a small rap on the door and both of us looked up. I quickly crossed to it and pulled it open. A man in a nice suit and a bow tie with a bowler cap stood in front of us. He smiled behind a large, grey mustache and bowed, removing his hat to reveal a shiny scalp.

"Hello there," he said, straightening back up. Lin came to the door behind me, discreetly moving me behind him.

"Is there something we can do for you?" he asked in a calm tone.

"Well, I heard that Mr. Shibuya was in this room. Are you Mr. Shibuya sir?" Lin shook his head and the old man peered over his shoulder at me.

"What about you, are you Mr. Shibuya, miss?" I cocked an eyebrow. Wasn't that an oxymoron?

"No, of course not. Mr. Shibuya is a guy," I said. He turned his head to the side like a little puppy and said, "Oh, really? I see. I need to speak to Mr. Shibuya, where is Mr. Shibuya?" I sighed as a bead of sweat formed on my forehead. Crazy old man.

"Here, come inside," said Lin, reaching out to take the man's arm and help him in to the couch. I got him some tea then turned to Lin.

"So what do we do?" I said in a hushed tone as the man marveled at the tea cup.

"You wake Naru up." My mouth fell open as he walked to the other couch, lifted his lap top, and sat down to begin typing again.

I can't believe this! Lin abandoned me to the injured, blood hungry wolf!!!

Dejectedly, I walked to the door and pushed it open, casting a thin sliver of light across the room.

"Naru?" I whispered. There came no answer and I gathered my courage and stepped in. Naru was deep asleep, his face gentle and peaceful. I admired this Naru, hating myself to change anything about it.

"Naru," I said, a little louder. He still didn't react so I reached out and gently, leaning over a bit, shook his good shoulder. "Naru."

His eyes squeezed together a bit before opening slightly. Disorientated, he looked around until his eyes finally found mine. I smiled a bit.

"Mai?" he asked, groggily. I blinked.

"I'm sorry to wake you Naru, but a man has come here looking for you." He sat up, wincing as his arm shifted. I sat next to him, panicking a bit.

"I can tell him to come back later if you like." He shook his head and I moved as he swung his legs off the bed. Returning to my spot on the soft mattress, I watched as he placed his head in his hand. I watched him with building worry.

"Leave, I need to get dressed," he said. I nodded and did as he said.

Out in the main room, I allowed my eyes to adjust to light before busying myself with Naru's tea. Several minutes later, I heard his door open and shut and I turned to see a bad tempered Naru and sighed. Why couldn't I have just let him sleep?

"Oh, hello there young man. I'm looking for Mr. Shibuya. Are you Mr. Shibuya?" asked the old man.

"Yes, I am."

"Oh, joyous day. I am so giddy to have found you. So happy indeed. I can't even tell....."

"Old man," interrupted Naru. I sent him a glare at cutting off the man's words and he ignored it, taking his tea and sitting next to Lin. "Can you tell us why you have come here?"

"Oh yes, of course. You are very smart. Sometimes I can get so off track. But of course you would be, with such smart people around you. This young lady here was so smart. She told me that Mr. Shibuya is a guy and look she was rig..."

"Sir, your reason for coming." I giggled and Naru shot me a glare as if to say, "Don't encourage him." The old man nodded.

"Yes, of course. I am Kinasu Hideki. I am here regarding the pub I manage. You see, some strange things have been happening. Glasses are shattered, bottles of liquor broken, cleaning products attacking janitors. Our staff is constantly changing. My patron has sent me to look for Mr. Shibuya's help, so if you would be so kind as to come down to this place, we are willing to pay to your hearts desires." He handed Naru a sheet of paper and I leaned over his shoulder to examine it myself.

"HOLY COW!!! How does a small little pub get this much money to just give away?" I asked, jumping back a bit. Mr. Kinasu smiled.

"Our patron is the son of a very rich family who had a dream of making the pub," he said with the biggest grin I had ever seen. Naru sighed.

"Very well, we will come tomorrow. Please have a room we can use for our equipment ready." Mr. Kinasu nodded.

"Thank you very much Mr. Shibuya." He stood and looked around before setting eyes on me. I cocked an eyebrow as he walked forwards.

"Excuse me, you're a smart young lady, can you tell me where the door is?" I felt a drop of sweat run down the back of my head before I smiled and showed him the way out. Naru watched us for a bit, but looked away after I turned back.

"What a nice man, a little nuts, but nice all the same." I sighed as I went to clean up the mess he had left and then to call Monk and Masako.

"Mai," said Naru, as I picked up the phone. I turned to him questioningly. "We will not call them unless need be."

"Oh, okay," I said confused. He went back to his room, leaving me confused.

Didn't check this more issues, so sorry. I hope it's alright. I love the character Kinasu, he made me laugh.

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