He sighed as the headache overtook him with a fierceness that surpassed the throbbing he'd had before he took the aspirin. Now it had worn off and it was worse.

"Four hours my ass…" he mumbled to himself as he rubbed his temples. Whoever had written those directions must have had mush for brains, because mush certainly couldn't have such an acute pain.

"I'd have better luck actually going out and chewing on a willow tree." He muttered to himself as he slowly dressed, and strapped his gun in the holster under his left arm, and a bowie knife in the specially made one under his right. He put on his hat that fit right well with the suspendered pinstripe suit he wore to his usual haunts.

He looked just like a gangster. So why the hell had it come as such a surprise to Kaoru when she found out who he really was. He'd never lied to her, he just declined to say anything. He sighed. No, he knew why she had freaked out.

He'd single-handedly revived what her father had died in an effort to wipe out. He shrugged. She still shouldn't have taken it so hard. Cops killed the bad guys, bad guys killed the cops… one couldn't exist without the other, and hell, cops had even personally told him that if crime-lords didn't exist, they'd be bored to tears going after small fry..

Maybe that didn't apply to Private eyes, he thought bitterly, them, so much higher in the world than either of the other two. Just because they thought they were smarter. Well why the hell hadn't any of them ratted him out yet, he wanted to know. Why was his operation still going on the smooth track he'd set up from the beginning.

He knew why. If it was too dangerous, or didn't pay enough, they wouldn't bother. He should know, his father had been a Private eye. His Mother was just a side perk to a job he'd biffed. He left her, without a cent, in the dance club he'd been doing undercover work in.

What was worse was, his mother never blamed him. He could easily recite that phrase she always chanted to him every time he'd asked why his father left him.

"There are better dames out there spud. Better classy dames that come waltzing through his door in search of him with money in their pocket, lotsa shiny blond hair and legs almost up to their chest. He couldn't afford to settle for a brassy two-bit broad like me, shorter than a dumpling and only as cute as a button. I would'a just cramped his style. Don't you pay no mind to him ya hear? He's off to deeper waters and this mud puddle was just to murky for the likes of him." She'd say in that fake Brooklyn accent she'd adopted for her trade. His mother had always been a character, in some cases more a child than he, but she'd seen the world with her eyes wide open.

Feh, Private eyes got what they deserved when he'd stepped up to bat on the plate. The Mob would lead ten to one this time. He smiled finally, after a week of a depressing slump, and headed towards the door. He'd even hired someone to take care of Kaoru. He frowned in distaste, pity it had to be one of them, but Kaoru would know instantly of it was one of his boys.

He slung on his coat and headed out the door, lighting up a cigarette as he went.. The boys would probably call for a celebration when he arrived. After all The Spyder was on the prowl once more. He smiled, his yellow eyes flickering through the smoky air in the dimly lit street-lantern lights

Enishi grinned, he could tell the girl was thinking intently about his offer of a decision, and he was looking forward to being surprised. He was a little worried about that calculating look in her eye... and then that smile that came afterwards. It wasn't a guileless smile, it was a smile that said 'you made a mistake and I'm going to go out of my way to take advantage of it' Enishi almost frowned, but caught himself first. It was never good to let people know you were worrying.

So instead, as she seemed to deliberate on the options, he turned the corners of his mouth up in a slow meaningful smile. What sort of meaning it had, he really had no clue, but he was counting on her not knowing either way. Something in that smile must have been what she was looking for, because Kaoru took that moment to decide on her course of action.

"Well," she started off, resting her chin on one hand, and her elbow on the other. "I can't see any sense in waste." She said appraising him "And since someone is paying you to do a job, you may as well do it. But.." Kaoru stopped him from saying anything by that word, and a motion with her hand "Before you agree, I'm making it clear that I'm only keeping you around on my terms." Enishi quirked an eyebrow up.

"And what might those be?" he asked, his mouth still teased into a smile.

"Ah, now that is the million dollar question isn't it" she replied, her face also humorously inclined towards smiling. "Lucky for me I know the answer. But for now, I fear, you'll have to stay uninformed. I'll tell you my purpose in good time. Suffice to say you're going to start by helping me set up a business of my own. I'm following in my fathers footsteps. I think It's been far to long for me to slack off anyhow." She finished.

Enishi wondered just how much she meant by that. He got that she was going to do some detective work herself.. but by following in his footsteps, did she mean to take down the mob? Hopefully not. Enishi very much doubted she was going to follow her fathers footsteps in the case of his murder. He didn't think it would be wise of him to ask her how far she was going to go. He had the feeling he wouldn't like the answer. So he smiled and played along.

"Ok, I can deal with that, don't want to tell me your world-conquest plans? Fine. But when the time comes, I claim the right to tell the police I had no idea" Kaoru rolled her eyes at him.

"Cute, very cute." She responded "Now I may have grown up in the house of a famous detective, and I know how to do the work, but I havn't a clue about the particulars of the business, work liscence, credentials, whatnot." Kaoru spouted of in a matter of fact attitude as she walked from one side of the room to the other, finally stopping in front of him once more. She poked at him as she went on.

"You get to help me with all that" she said. Enishi groaned.

"Ahhh I thought I'd never have to do that crap again" he complained half-heartedly. "I take it in order to fulfil my contract with my client and keep an eye on you, I've got to practically be your slave" he said, taking his sunglasses off and placing them atop his head.

Kaoru looked away for a second to break the hold those blue-green eyes threatened to keep on her. She looked back, her hand covering her mouth thoughtfully, as if she had only looked away in thought. She could tell by his smile that she hadn't gotten away with the deception.

"Yes that's right" she heard herself telling this disturbingly appealing peacock. "tho practically is a little mild I'd say." She wondered why she was doing this. Yes it would help with her plans to set up her work, but the risk involved was a little too high. Despite the fact that she'd just recently decided not to trust anyone, here she went, barreling right in again.

She should really start listening to herself one of these days. Turning a deaf ear was going to cost her one of these days, and she could see it coming soon. That little part of her that didn't listen informed her matter-of-factly that it was too late now, and to remember that it was easier to trust someone you could blackmail.

Kaoru smiled. That shouldn't be so hard to do. She was a detective after all.

"First task slave boy, pack some stuff, you're moving in here" she said to him, giving him a rueful look in afterthought "But don't get any funny idea's about the sleeping arrangements. Your not a 'personal' slave" she said, the word rife with insinuations. Enishi laughed and saluted her, heading out the door to that absolutely delicious car of his. Kaoru smiled. It would be a simple matter to turn up some 'insurance' while he was gone. She picked up the phone and started dialing