Roaring Hearts 2:
A Private Investigator
Author's Notes: This story takes place in the 1920s. Anyways this will have tons of couples and characters. Anyways Isle gave me the idea for the title so props to her and all that. Also I do not know the DBZ characters, or Isles/, Yuri, Kei, Kim, Lex, Ise, or Kyia they are owned by themselves or their creators. I own all the others though. Anyways hope ya'll enjoy.
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The morning was dark and cloudy, it was going to rain. That is what Private Investigator Nikki concluded after turning back from her window. She was the only female Private Investigator in the New York area. She wore what she usually wore light brown pants, a long sleeves men's shirt, boots, and a brown fedora(ya know the top u always picture mobsters to wear). But then again very few people knew she was a woman. The only people that knew she was a woman, was Bulma her secetary who also created severally of the weapons and gadgets she used. Also her old partner on the force 17 knew she was a female. Finally her former clients knew she was female all in all they were the only people that knew she was a woman.
Nikki sighed her actually name was Nichol, but to keep up the charade of being male she had to go by Nikki. She loved to be a woman well, except for being seen has the weaker sex, and the damn monthly PMS, being uncomfortable while pregnant, and labor. She sighed and took a seat at the desk to look over her last file.
She had been hired by a woman named Kacy to look into the background of the girl's manager. Needless to say the man hadn't been the greatest guy around. Now thanks to some help from 17 the sick little fuck was behind bars. All in a day's work. All she had to do was wait for the next job and she could get some excitement into her life. It was then that the phone rang and she heard her secetary in the other room pick it up.
"Hello this is Nikki's Private I office how may we help you?" asked Bulma then after awhile. "Hello Commander Spice I will get her."
Nikki looked up has Bulma came into her office.
"Nikki Commander Spice is wants to talk to you," she said poking her head in.
"Well yippe skippy," muttered Nikki picking up the phone. "Hello Commander how are you?"
"I have received word that you helped bring this Oolong person to jail. Is this true?!"
Oh yes a few men on the force knew she was female which was the reason she no longer worked on the force. The moment they found out that Nikki was really a female that kicked her off the force. But no one dared confront her has a Private Investigator since she brought in more crooks then the others did. The only male that accepted her has an equal was 17. He was a good man and he needed a wife. But he never looked for one.
"Yes Commander it is true."
"You should stay out of police work!"
"Hey if someone comes to me with a job offer I look into it. If your men can't do a job right without my help don't blame me. Which reminds me shouldn't you be looking into who killed this Roshi guy?"
While Spice stuttered at the other end of the line, Nikki hung up the phone.
"You know you really need to stop pushing him so much Nichol," said a voice from her door.
Nichol looked up irrated to see 17. He had his hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore dark blue pants, a black long sleeved men's shirt with thin white stripes, boots, and a dark brown trench coat. He strolled into the room plooped down in a chair and put his legs on the desk. Rolling her eyes Nichol swatted at his feet.
"Get your damn feet off the desk," she snapped.
17 laughed but did has he was told.
"So any new cases yet?" he asked crossing one leg over his thigh.
"We just wrapped up this case yesterday I would be shocked if we got another one so soon."
"Who knows things happen."
"I know that is what I am afraid of."
Other side of town________________________________________
Zarbon walked into the jail house in order to speak to Yamacha. He was wearing a white suite with thin black stipes.
"How did you get caught?!" demanded Zarbon.
"How the fuck should I know?" snorted Yamacha. "The only person I have been with is the hooker at that strip joint."
"Do you think she found out?" asked Zarbon.
"I am counting on it."
"If she did then there is no way of knowing what else she knows about us."
"So what harm can the little whore cause?" smirked Yamacha.
"You never know but it would be better is we got rid of her just incase she knows why he had to die."
"Fine what has he decided to do about me?"
"Don't worry little brother we will get you out of here soon so that you can get your revenege on the little whore that out you in here."
"Good."
"You will recieve word later tonight on how to escape keep guard little brother. Soon you will have revenge on the woman that put you in here."
That said Zarbon left the jail house and Yamacha seattled down on his cot. All he could do now was wait for night fall. He would be out of here by midnight then his revenge could begin, and he always got his revenge. He also knew exactly how to get his revenge, by taking out those closest to her. He would start with her friends in the strip joint. Their dead bodies would be 'valentine' gifts from him. After all it only seemed suitable since they used to be "lovers". When he said lovers he meant he paid for it she gave it to him. If she got pregnant it was her fault (A/N: *rolls eyes* typical guy men should wear condoms if they don't want a girl pregnant).
Midnight_________________________________________________
Yamacha woke up when something hit him in the head hard.
"Fuck!" he cursed quitely sitting up.
There on the cot was a piece of paper that had been wrapped around a rock. He unfolded it and read the simple words that had been written on it 'TAKE COVER!'. Yamacha had only a minute to think about what it meant. He grabbed the cot and threw himself against the cell bars putting the cot inbetween him and the wall. He made it with a second to spare because the moment that cot went up the cell wall exploded. Zarbon stepped into the smoke and over the wreckage. He wore the exact same thing he had worn earlier that morning.
"Well little brother," he said. "Let's go before the thugs get here."
"Right!"
Then the two men took off into the night and got into the car that speed down the road. Two cops ran into the hall the only to see the retreating taillights of the car.
"Damnit!" cursed Pilaf. "How could this happen?!"
"We had better call 17," said Garlic Junior.
Both men looked at eachother 17 was never in a good mood if someone woke him up at this time of night.
17's apartment_____________________________________________
17 cursed when the sound of the ringing phone awoke him from his nap. He grabbed the phone and told himself it had better either be his sister, his cousin, or Nichol to call him this late.
"What?"he growled.
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Author's Notes Alright then there ya'll go I had intended to make this longer but I ran into a little problem. Can anyone tell me what the titles, their levels and that stuff is in the Police Force? If you do I would really apreciate it also you might have a walk on roll if you do.
Kimbra - Haven't decided yet but thanks
popo's bia - Thanks well what do you thinks. Have to agree with you the roaring twenties was cool
Dark Strawberry - Thanks and here is another chapter
Fried Wanton - Thanks and here is more
IsleofSolitude - She is ain't she well you shall see all will be revealed in later chapters
Chibi-Chichi-Chan - Thanks when are you going to update?
A Private Investigator
Author's Notes: This story takes place in the 1920s. Anyways this will have tons of couples and characters. Anyways Isle gave me the idea for the title so props to her and all that. Also I do not know the DBZ characters, or Isles/, Yuri, Kei, Kim, Lex, Ise, or Kyia they are owned by themselves or their creators. I own all the others though. Anyways hope ya'll enjoy.
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The morning was dark and cloudy, it was going to rain. That is what Private Investigator Nikki concluded after turning back from her window. She was the only female Private Investigator in the New York area. She wore what she usually wore light brown pants, a long sleeves men's shirt, boots, and a brown fedora(ya know the top u always picture mobsters to wear). But then again very few people knew she was a woman. The only people that knew she was a woman, was Bulma her secetary who also created severally of the weapons and gadgets she used. Also her old partner on the force 17 knew she was a female. Finally her former clients knew she was female all in all they were the only people that knew she was a woman.
Nikki sighed her actually name was Nichol, but to keep up the charade of being male she had to go by Nikki. She loved to be a woman well, except for being seen has the weaker sex, and the damn monthly PMS, being uncomfortable while pregnant, and labor. She sighed and took a seat at the desk to look over her last file.
She had been hired by a woman named Kacy to look into the background of the girl's manager. Needless to say the man hadn't been the greatest guy around. Now thanks to some help from 17 the sick little fuck was behind bars. All in a day's work. All she had to do was wait for the next job and she could get some excitement into her life. It was then that the phone rang and she heard her secetary in the other room pick it up.
"Hello this is Nikki's Private I office how may we help you?" asked Bulma then after awhile. "Hello Commander Spice I will get her."
Nikki looked up has Bulma came into her office.
"Nikki Commander Spice is wants to talk to you," she said poking her head in.
"Well yippe skippy," muttered Nikki picking up the phone. "Hello Commander how are you?"
"I have received word that you helped bring this Oolong person to jail. Is this true?!"
Oh yes a few men on the force knew she was female which was the reason she no longer worked on the force. The moment they found out that Nikki was really a female that kicked her off the force. But no one dared confront her has a Private Investigator since she brought in more crooks then the others did. The only male that accepted her has an equal was 17. He was a good man and he needed a wife. But he never looked for one.
"Yes Commander it is true."
"You should stay out of police work!"
"Hey if someone comes to me with a job offer I look into it. If your men can't do a job right without my help don't blame me. Which reminds me shouldn't you be looking into who killed this Roshi guy?"
While Spice stuttered at the other end of the line, Nikki hung up the phone.
"You know you really need to stop pushing him so much Nichol," said a voice from her door.
Nichol looked up irrated to see 17. He had his hair pulled back into a ponytail. He wore dark blue pants, a black long sleeved men's shirt with thin white stripes, boots, and a dark brown trench coat. He strolled into the room plooped down in a chair and put his legs on the desk. Rolling her eyes Nichol swatted at his feet.
"Get your damn feet off the desk," she snapped.
17 laughed but did has he was told.
"So any new cases yet?" he asked crossing one leg over his thigh.
"We just wrapped up this case yesterday I would be shocked if we got another one so soon."
"Who knows things happen."
"I know that is what I am afraid of."
Other side of town________________________________________
Zarbon walked into the jail house in order to speak to Yamacha. He was wearing a white suite with thin black stipes.
"How did you get caught?!" demanded Zarbon.
"How the fuck should I know?" snorted Yamacha. "The only person I have been with is the hooker at that strip joint."
"Do you think she found out?" asked Zarbon.
"I am counting on it."
"If she did then there is no way of knowing what else she knows about us."
"So what harm can the little whore cause?" smirked Yamacha.
"You never know but it would be better is we got rid of her just incase she knows why he had to die."
"Fine what has he decided to do about me?"
"Don't worry little brother we will get you out of here soon so that you can get your revenege on the little whore that out you in here."
"Good."
"You will recieve word later tonight on how to escape keep guard little brother. Soon you will have revenge on the woman that put you in here."
That said Zarbon left the jail house and Yamacha seattled down on his cot. All he could do now was wait for night fall. He would be out of here by midnight then his revenge could begin, and he always got his revenge. He also knew exactly how to get his revenge, by taking out those closest to her. He would start with her friends in the strip joint. Their dead bodies would be 'valentine' gifts from him. After all it only seemed suitable since they used to be "lovers". When he said lovers he meant he paid for it she gave it to him. If she got pregnant it was her fault (A/N: *rolls eyes* typical guy men should wear condoms if they don't want a girl pregnant).
Midnight_________________________________________________
Yamacha woke up when something hit him in the head hard.
"Fuck!" he cursed quitely sitting up.
There on the cot was a piece of paper that had been wrapped around a rock. He unfolded it and read the simple words that had been written on it 'TAKE COVER!'. Yamacha had only a minute to think about what it meant. He grabbed the cot and threw himself against the cell bars putting the cot inbetween him and the wall. He made it with a second to spare because the moment that cot went up the cell wall exploded. Zarbon stepped into the smoke and over the wreckage. He wore the exact same thing he had worn earlier that morning.
"Well little brother," he said. "Let's go before the thugs get here."
"Right!"
Then the two men took off into the night and got into the car that speed down the road. Two cops ran into the hall the only to see the retreating taillights of the car.
"Damnit!" cursed Pilaf. "How could this happen?!"
"We had better call 17," said Garlic Junior.
Both men looked at eachother 17 was never in a good mood if someone woke him up at this time of night.
17's apartment_____________________________________________
17 cursed when the sound of the ringing phone awoke him from his nap. He grabbed the phone and told himself it had better either be his sister, his cousin, or Nichol to call him this late.
"What?"he growled.
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Author's Notes Alright then there ya'll go I had intended to make this longer but I ran into a little problem. Can anyone tell me what the titles, their levels and that stuff is in the Police Force? If you do I would really apreciate it also you might have a walk on roll if you do.
Kimbra - Haven't decided yet but thanks
popo's bia - Thanks well what do you thinks. Have to agree with you the roaring twenties was cool
Dark Strawberry - Thanks and here is another chapter
Fried Wanton - Thanks and here is more
IsleofSolitude - She is ain't she well you shall see all will be revealed in later chapters
Chibi-Chichi-Chan - Thanks when are you going to update?