Chapter 3 is up...need I say more?
Thanks, sailormoonjoy, for reading my longest and the most boring fic
(boring - as I can see for only 1 review, or no one has patience enough...
what a pity!). To you, brave one, if you're still there, I dedicate
this chapter. Enjoy!
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...I went around, exploring the new environment, carefully. Still it
was weird to get used to - that new cabinet, all so different from our
messed, but friendly room. I opened the curtains and found the window
much bigger than it seemed to be before. I opened it (with effort) to
a fresh wind and observed the view. Not bad! The table was so huge, that
I still had no idea what it to fill with. All boxes, shelves and lockers
were as empty as my fridge in the middle of week.
What am I doing here? To hell, I'm only twenty four! Isn't that little
young for a captain of Tokyo police? Well, I'm doing fine, but...it was
too sudden, and I never believed in brilliant careers.
Shimatta. I'm getting nervous. Relax, Haruka. It's only your fifth day
of rule.
Can someone borrow me a pencil?...
Haruka was reading reports when heard knocking at the door.
"Come in, whoever you are"
It was Mitsuko, her secretary. "Ten'ou-san..."
"Hm?" she looked up over her glasses.
"You've got a visitor" she bowed to someone and stepped aside.
Haruka raised an eyebrow. "Dark Moon-san?"
There she was, one and only, dressed in her trademark black.
"Hello" she said simply, like to a good friend.
*What are you doing here, you fractious celebrity? Are you stalking me
or something?* thought Haruke annoyedly, but didn't say it. "What
brought you here, can I ask?" she managed to say almost politely.
Dark Moon smiled mysteriously. "You like it short to the point, I see?
That's quite adorable".
She sat and crossed her arms at her chest. Haruka leaned back in her
comfy leather armchair and waited. Finally, Dark Moon tilted her head,
sending waves of her bluish black hair at left shoulder. "Can I trust
you, Ten'ou Haruka-san?"
"Needless question, you already came" Haruka gave her a bitter glare.
"So?"
"There's the one who wants to kill me" said Dark Moon seriously. "I
don't know who is it, but I am to be dead in couple of days"
*Huh? Let me guess, you wanna get sensational publicity about you,
poor girl, and asking me to step into that shit? No, thanks* in mind
Haruka was sarcastic as ever.
"I can prove it" continued the singer. "I've got about fourty death
threats already, and I believe them to be real"
"Why? It can be some crazy fan of yours? People normally ignore this
crap" *...especially world-known stars*
Dark Moon lost her confidence for an instant. There was no star, just
a girl with wide, scared eyes. "Because I found the last one on my
pillow, in my room, when returned from a concert. And my security is
more than good"
She bit the piece of apple pie, without any attention to it's nice taste.
Pile of fresh-printed pages was before her, and she read it amazingly
quickly.
"Hi, Ruka-chan" greeted Michiru taking place at the table.
"Oh, hi, Michiru" Haruka answered and put another page aside. Michiru
picked it up, intrigued with what had occupied her friend's precious
lunchtime.
"Death threats?"
"Guess who's"
"Dark Moon" said Michiru confidently. *...and they are serious* was her
'little inner voice' of experience and knowledge.
"Bingo" nodded Haruka. "Can you help me with it?"
"Sure" *Poor Haruka, you must miss active work so much!*
"Great!" beamed Haruka. She was feeling lonely those days, without her
regular gang. And what could be better than work with Michi!
They were sitting in Dark Moon's living room, listening to her telling
about every dangerous looking people she saw those days. Michiru was
taking notes, while Haruka just listened. At the moment, they weren't
suspecting anyone mostly. A lot of jealous, pervert and fanatic people
were around the charismatic singer.
"...but last two concerts I hadn't seen him, so I..."
Suddenly, music turned on in other room - Dark Moon's sad love song,
must be new cause neither of duo heard it before, and all songs of the
mysterious singer were hits.
"Maybe I lack will
To leave
Emptiness I feel
Have you ever lost
Your path?
What you treasure most?
Know you not at all
But I love you,
I adore you,
Truth is what's believed in, not that someone told"
The musiv grew louder, but Dark Moon didn't stop it. She looked confused
and even blushed a little.
"Excuse me" she said. "She's so..." she must've bit her tongue at that.
To Michiru, it looked like she spilled some secret unwantedly.
"She? I thought you live alone" reacted Haruka.
"Yes, I...well, you'll know of her anyway" babbled Dark Moon. She stood
and motioned them to come with her.
Haruka and Michiru entered the room, obviously bedroom. It was big, with
royal-sized bed and large mirrors on the walls. At the corner stood a
table with black computer on it. It was turned on, and some kind of purple
vortex screen saver was on. Dark Moon came up to the computer "Ten'ou-san,
Kaiou-san, this is Mystery. Mystery, say hello to our guests"
Named ones exchanged glances. 'Weird' suited very well to the situation.
Suddenly, Dark Moon's face appeared on the screen. "Hello, I am Mystery"
came a voice from dynamics. The face was identical to the singer, but in
it's expression was some difference, Haruka wasn't sure.
"Can you please explain?" she asked.
Dark Moon petted the monitor's top. "That's my copy, my clone if you
wish. She has my personality, my skill, and only difference is she's a
program I wrote. She even sings, as you heard"
"You had to tell me we're not alone" said Mystery from the screen and
smiled very 'Dark Moon'ly. "I'm glad to meet you. I don't go out much"
"L-likewise" murmured Haruka.
...Michiru and I were sitting in our favourite cafe again, discussing
if it was possible to create an synthetic intellect. She was against it
and had a lot of scientific arguments, while I had only 'everything's
possible, if you're smart enough'. Motoki and Kageno came in and sat
with us. Then Mako came from her dance training and sat in her love's
lap. Motoki took my place in department, so he was full of pride. Mako
was happy for him, althogh she might've had difficulties in college, or
like that, as I noticed. Maybe I should talk to her. Kageno wisely took
Michiru's point of view and argued with me with passion. It's so nice
of them - to be still my friends, no matter if I'm on top or not...
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Perhaps, chapter 4 will be on Monday, if I get creative again.
Thanks, sailormoonjoy, for reading my longest and the most boring fic
(boring - as I can see for only 1 review, or no one has patience enough...
what a pity!). To you, brave one, if you're still there, I dedicate
this chapter. Enjoy!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
...I went around, exploring the new environment, carefully. Still it
was weird to get used to - that new cabinet, all so different from our
messed, but friendly room. I opened the curtains and found the window
much bigger than it seemed to be before. I opened it (with effort) to
a fresh wind and observed the view. Not bad! The table was so huge, that
I still had no idea what it to fill with. All boxes, shelves and lockers
were as empty as my fridge in the middle of week.
What am I doing here? To hell, I'm only twenty four! Isn't that little
young for a captain of Tokyo police? Well, I'm doing fine, but...it was
too sudden, and I never believed in brilliant careers.
Shimatta. I'm getting nervous. Relax, Haruka. It's only your fifth day
of rule.
Can someone borrow me a pencil?...
Haruka was reading reports when heard knocking at the door.
"Come in, whoever you are"
It was Mitsuko, her secretary. "Ten'ou-san..."
"Hm?" she looked up over her glasses.
"You've got a visitor" she bowed to someone and stepped aside.
Haruka raised an eyebrow. "Dark Moon-san?"
There she was, one and only, dressed in her trademark black.
"Hello" she said simply, like to a good friend.
*What are you doing here, you fractious celebrity? Are you stalking me
or something?* thought Haruke annoyedly, but didn't say it. "What
brought you here, can I ask?" she managed to say almost politely.
Dark Moon smiled mysteriously. "You like it short to the point, I see?
That's quite adorable".
She sat and crossed her arms at her chest. Haruka leaned back in her
comfy leather armchair and waited. Finally, Dark Moon tilted her head,
sending waves of her bluish black hair at left shoulder. "Can I trust
you, Ten'ou Haruka-san?"
"Needless question, you already came" Haruka gave her a bitter glare.
"So?"
"There's the one who wants to kill me" said Dark Moon seriously. "I
don't know who is it, but I am to be dead in couple of days"
*Huh? Let me guess, you wanna get sensational publicity about you,
poor girl, and asking me to step into that shit? No, thanks* in mind
Haruka was sarcastic as ever.
"I can prove it" continued the singer. "I've got about fourty death
threats already, and I believe them to be real"
"Why? It can be some crazy fan of yours? People normally ignore this
crap" *...especially world-known stars*
Dark Moon lost her confidence for an instant. There was no star, just
a girl with wide, scared eyes. "Because I found the last one on my
pillow, in my room, when returned from a concert. And my security is
more than good"
She bit the piece of apple pie, without any attention to it's nice taste.
Pile of fresh-printed pages was before her, and she read it amazingly
quickly.
"Hi, Ruka-chan" greeted Michiru taking place at the table.
"Oh, hi, Michiru" Haruka answered and put another page aside. Michiru
picked it up, intrigued with what had occupied her friend's precious
lunchtime.
"Death threats?"
"Guess who's"
"Dark Moon" said Michiru confidently. *...and they are serious* was her
'little inner voice' of experience and knowledge.
"Bingo" nodded Haruka. "Can you help me with it?"
"Sure" *Poor Haruka, you must miss active work so much!*
"Great!" beamed Haruka. She was feeling lonely those days, without her
regular gang. And what could be better than work with Michi!
They were sitting in Dark Moon's living room, listening to her telling
about every dangerous looking people she saw those days. Michiru was
taking notes, while Haruka just listened. At the moment, they weren't
suspecting anyone mostly. A lot of jealous, pervert and fanatic people
were around the charismatic singer.
"...but last two concerts I hadn't seen him, so I..."
Suddenly, music turned on in other room - Dark Moon's sad love song,
must be new cause neither of duo heard it before, and all songs of the
mysterious singer were hits.
"Maybe I lack will
To leave
Emptiness I feel
Have you ever lost
Your path?
What you treasure most?
Know you not at all
But I love you,
I adore you,
Truth is what's believed in, not that someone told"
The musiv grew louder, but Dark Moon didn't stop it. She looked confused
and even blushed a little.
"Excuse me" she said. "She's so..." she must've bit her tongue at that.
To Michiru, it looked like she spilled some secret unwantedly.
"She? I thought you live alone" reacted Haruka.
"Yes, I...well, you'll know of her anyway" babbled Dark Moon. She stood
and motioned them to come with her.
Haruka and Michiru entered the room, obviously bedroom. It was big, with
royal-sized bed and large mirrors on the walls. At the corner stood a
table with black computer on it. It was turned on, and some kind of purple
vortex screen saver was on. Dark Moon came up to the computer "Ten'ou-san,
Kaiou-san, this is Mystery. Mystery, say hello to our guests"
Named ones exchanged glances. 'Weird' suited very well to the situation.
Suddenly, Dark Moon's face appeared on the screen. "Hello, I am Mystery"
came a voice from dynamics. The face was identical to the singer, but in
it's expression was some difference, Haruka wasn't sure.
"Can you please explain?" she asked.
Dark Moon petted the monitor's top. "That's my copy, my clone if you
wish. She has my personality, my skill, and only difference is she's a
program I wrote. She even sings, as you heard"
"You had to tell me we're not alone" said Mystery from the screen and
smiled very 'Dark Moon'ly. "I'm glad to meet you. I don't go out much"
"L-likewise" murmured Haruka.
...Michiru and I were sitting in our favourite cafe again, discussing
if it was possible to create an synthetic intellect. She was against it
and had a lot of scientific arguments, while I had only 'everything's
possible, if you're smart enough'. Motoki and Kageno came in and sat
with us. Then Mako came from her dance training and sat in her love's
lap. Motoki took my place in department, so he was full of pride. Mako
was happy for him, althogh she might've had difficulties in college, or
like that, as I noticed. Maybe I should talk to her. Kageno wisely took
Michiru's point of view and argued with me with passion. It's so nice
of them - to be still my friends, no matter if I'm on top or not...
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Perhaps, chapter 4 will be on Monday, if I get creative again.