Wait [Modern AU]

Step #44


Scorpion? What's that?

I stare at Fugaku with wide eyes. Just what the hell was he talking about? Wasn't he going to capture Sasori because he was the one who blew up the dojo, tried to kill me, and Yuko too?!

Sasori only glared at Fugaku, his mouth twitching once in annoyance. He clicked his tongue. "Scorpion? What the hell's that? Why don't you keep your mouth to yourself than accuse others?"

"My, my, you make it sound like you want evidence?" Yuko sounded normal and as flirtatious as ever, playfulness hinting in his words. His tone took a 180 afterwards, becoming serious and threatening. "If you want evidence, we have evidence. Get off that stupid high horse of yours."

Okay, that caused chills to go down my spine. Seeing Yuko like that was scary. I was not used to it.

Sasori turned his attention slowly on Yuko. He had the scariest glare, and if looks could kill, we would all be dead.

"I'll be more than happy to show you the evidence." Fugaku took another step forward and raised his arm (the one with the gun), pointing it straight at Sasori. "As long as you cooperate and you're taken to the station."

"Cooperate?" Sasori laughed out loud to those words, as if they were completely foreign to him. "Why should I cooperate with a bunch of flailing idiots?" His tone dropped deadly, like he was going to destroy something.

He took one step forward, and reached his arm out towards my way. "I don't have time for that shit." Without even moving a muscle, something came out of his arm, but I didn't see it until it came close. In a hurry, I slammed the door to the car closed, and it hit the outside, falling to the ground.

In the next few moments, Sasori had been restrained, unable to move at all. But that was only what happened after he had attempted to get out of the situation, thereby injuring many officers, including Shisui and Yuko. Although it was many to one, Sasori was very strong and held his ground.

In the end, they had captured him, and the other offenders.

I got out of the car and rushed to get out, but I heard something get crushed underneath my feet. Quickly, I looked down and saw that it was the thing that Sasori had aimed at me - along with something else. I kneel down and take a look at it, picking up the thing from the crushed remains of glass. There was something written on it.

You are not my enemy.

I was shocked by what it wrote, and what this seemingly meant. I shoved it inside my pocket and stood back up, going to where Shisui and Yuko were. They had some cuts here and there from the fight, and were both getting treated by the on-site medical team that were on standby.

"Shisui! Yuko!" I called, running up to them.

"Arisa." They spoke simultaneously. When they realised that they spoke at the same time, Shisui glared at him while he just grinned.

"Are you two alright?" I asked with worry. I gasped when I remembered something that Yuko said, "YOU GOT CUT RIGHT, DOESN'T THAT MEAN YOU'VE BEEN POISONED?!" I freaked, shaking them both on the shoulders. "DON'T DIE ON ME!"

"Relax, Arisa. We're not dying." Shisui laughed and brought my hand down to his lap. He held onto it. "They said that these didn't have poison on them."

"What…?" I said in astonishment. I turned to Yuko, "Did you lie to me?!"

Yuko was quick to go on the defensive, "I didn't, I swear!"

I was silent for a while, thinking about a few things. I turn back to Shisui, "You seem to know Yuko well, Shisui."

The male shrugged, glancing over at Yuko. "I guess I do know him, but I'm not sure about how well I do."

I turn to Yuko, "Are you in the police force?"

"Hm…?" Yuko tilted his head like he didn't know anything. I kicked his shin. He yelped and rubbed his shin, "Yeah."

Shisui sighed helplessly and tugged on the hand he still held, "I've known Yuko for a very long time. Even from before when I went to Europe, I knew him."

I blink a couple of times before my jaw dropped open. "WHAT?!"

Yuko looked at my face and started laughing, finding my expression hilarious.

Shisui just chuckled at my reaction. He stared at my hand, then back up at me, "Yuko's come here to visit many times when we were younger. He's actually mixed, so he was going to move here one day. His parents were already part of the police force back then, too. They often talked to Fugaku about issues that either country was facing and how to combat them.

"The reason that I went to Europe in the first place, was for a type of boot camp. It was a pretty last minute choice, and it was a good place to learn from the best. That's why I went. It was where I learnt to deal with guns, Tasers among a heap of other things that are required to be an elite of the police force.

"The dorm you often saw me in was the dorm for the school that I was studying abroad in. When I had injuries on my face, they weren't actually injuries from sports. It was from boot camp training." Shisui explained.

I nodded slowly, seeing some connections here and there. I look down at his bandaged arm, seeing the shadows of muscle and a few scars here and there. "…it must have been hard, doing that for 3 whole years."

"I guess so." Shisui smiled, but it was far from happy. It switched to one where his gaze was gentle. "But seeing you helped me get through it." His last sentence was quiet enough only for me to listen to.

Upon hearing those words, my eyes widened and I could feel the heat rising to my face.

W-W-W-W-W-WHY AM I GETTING EMBARRASSED ALL OF A SUDDEN?! ARISA, GET A GRIP OF YOURSELF!

Yuko whistled, grinning ear to ear, "Ari-chan, you're cute when you blush."

I shoot him a dirty look and clear my throat. "Anyhow, what about you, Yuko?"

"Me?" The flirtatious fop pointed to himself with a dumbfound expression.

"Yes, you."

"I was doing junior boot camp before I came here. They actually told me to go over here so that I could know my superiors more, and more about how this police force works from the one back home. There is a boot camp over here, too, and I had secured a spot in that. It pretty much finished around the same time as Shisui's." He sighed, "But still, it was really hard to get into the boot camp. Shisui was specifically given the opportunity to go to Europe to complete it there, and I was given one here, so we kind of swapped."

"Oh…" I nodded slowly, taking in this new information.

"Also, I came here to sweep someone off your feet." Yuko winked at me and smiled, "She's standing right in front of me."

I made a confused face, "But how would you know if I was here or not? I might as well be a figment of your imagination."

"Well, Shisui told me—" Yuko was cut off by Shisui.

"By the way, Yuko isn't a boy." Shisui smiled stiffly. He looked like he had sparkles just shimmering around him, portraying innocence.

"Not a boy?" I stared at Shisui as if he was crazy. He just nodded, grabbing Yuko's arm and pulling him over. "That's a joke, right?"

"Nope." Yuko grinned, "You should have gotten a nice feel of them when I saved you from Sasori."

I make a face when I remember the moment when Yuko had appeared there. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped the 2nd time. I opened and closed my mouth like a goldfish, unsure of what to say.

I just came up with something random to say, "So you're saying…wait, what about your voice?! And how tall you are?! And how muscular you are?!"

Shisui looked amused when I started spouting all these questions. He still had my hand.

"My voice is naturally deep like this. It's deep, but it's not, yeah?" Yuko grinned. "As for the height, my parents are tall. For muscular, I trained hard, remember?"

She was right. I was shocked. It took a while to process in my head.

Does that mean that I've misinterpreted her the whole time I've known her?!

"T-Then…all those times I hurt you…" I stammered. I recall kicking her, elbowing her, pinching her…amongst other things.

"It's fine. They didn't hurt that much. I've a high pain tolerance." She smiled brightly, pointing to her shin, "Even this doesn't hurt." There was a bruise there already.

"...if you're a girl, why did you disguise yourself as a guy?" I questioned, "And for 3 years, too? How did you manage to go under the radar and keep your disguise?! That would have been really hard!"

"I have my ways." Yuko smiled secretively. "I disguised myself as a guy because all the cute girls would flock to me."

"…hah?" I had the most what-the-hell expression on my face.

"Just joking." Yuko winked and smiled when she saw my expression go weirder, "I disguise myself as a guy because people automatically think I'm a guy when they see me. Plus, it's easier for me this way; it was fun messing with you." She practically sang the last part.

"That's how it is." Shisui ended, a hopeless smile on his face. He looked a little relieved after telling me.

Yuko rubbed the back of her head, "Well, messing with you was all in good fun. What was really the most entertaining was when I was talking to Shisui about you, and he got all—OOF!"

Shisui had grabbed a nearby change of clothes and chucked it at her, hitting her square in the face.

She pulled it from her face, a secret gleam in her eyes. "Oh?"

"You recalled wrong, right?" Shisui smiled. It looked a little menacing.

"No?" Yuko also held a smile, but the look on her face looked like she was toying with her prey.

"Shisui! Yuko! We're going back to question Sasori. Finish up here and let's go." One of the officer's from Fugaku's squad came up to us.

The thing that I picked up just before flashed into my head. "I'm going too! I need to ask Sasori something."

Yuko went ahead, but Shisui had stopped short a little, giving me a confused look. He and I just stared at each other for a long moment, before he sighed and rubbed the back of his head.

"Fine."