Chapter 11
" I'm pretty sure that headquarters will be his final and actual target. His revenge plan is very simple. Years ago, headquarters killed his father. Now's he's back to seek revenge for his father." Fuko explained to Mr. Kubota once she had come to headquarters the following morning.
" Is that true!" Mr. Kubota turned to Tokiya for confirmation. His face turned ashen white, when he saw Tokiya's nod.
" But that was so long ago, and the agency made sure that..." Realizing what he had just said, he covered his mouth with his hand and staggered out of the room. But Fuko wasn't going to let him get away with it. She went after him, her face blazing with anger and irritation that the agency was still trying to hide its crime after so many years
" Mr. Kubota!" Fuko screamed at him in the hallway, when he refused to stop.
This time he stopped, but he didn't turned around. Oblivious to the people that were watching her, Fuko demanded loudly
" Are you going to pretend that headquarters did nothing to Len years ago? As long as the agency does not admit its mistake, you will never ever be able to stop Larson; no matter how much you try."
There was a short silence, and then Mr. Kubota turned around
" The reason why Larson is after headquarters is purely because of selfish reasons. He wants to take control of Japan. His father was an agent who left the agency. His death has nothing to do with headquarters. He killed himself and his family."
With that he walked off, and Fuko collapsed against the wall nearest her. Around her, people went back to their jobs, murmuring to themselves. Biting her lip, Fuko wrapped her jacket around herself and hugged herself tightly.
" It was a waste of time in doing that."
Without looking up, she knew who the voice was.
" Yeah, I know, but I wanted to try. If the agency just refuses to believe, they will not understand the danger that is facing them."
" Pride is the factor. If the truth were revealed, it would be a great blow to their reputation."
" So what do we do now? Without the acknowledgement of the agency, they will not help us."
" That's why you asked Recca for help right?"
" Yes... but still..." Fuko swept the bangs away from her forehead in irritation " I don't want to put any of them in danger. If any of them dies, I don't know how I will be able to forgive myself."
" You think too lowly of them. We've fought together many times. Time has not changed their skills Fuko."
But time has changed me Fuko thought silently after everything Larson has done to me, I'm so afraid of losing my closed ones. Even you... Tokiya.
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" Why don't you go back first? I've got a write out a report for my boss." Fuko said to Tokiya as he got up from his table and took his coat from the coat rack.
" Sure, not prob. why do you feel likes eating? I'll bring over."
" Pasta would be good." Fuko suggested
" Right. I'll see you in an hour's time?"
Fuko nodded, " yep, that would be more than enough."
" Ja." Tokiya swung briefcase over his shoulders and left the office. Fuko watched him fondly as he left the office. As days passed by, she liked him more and more. If she didn't watch it, she would actually develop deeper feelings for him. Turning back to the computer screen in front of her, Fuko concentrated on her report. There were so many things to report back to New York. Her boss would be extremely worried.
Half an hour later, Fuko was still typing furiously on the keypad. As she paused to take a drink of her cold espresso, suddenly, the lights went on in the entire level. Fuko's hand paused in midair, as she listened for any noises. The hairs on the back of her head rose and her six sense were nudging her constantly. To reassure herself, she touched her fujin. Slowly and quietly, she got out of her chair and lowered herself to the ground. After making sure, that there was no one in the office, she silently crawled towards the exit, her heart pounding loudly all this while. Just as she was about to reach the door however, all the tables around her rose and coagulated together in midair to fall back down on where she was. In reflex, Fuko sent out a burst of wind to blow the tables away
" Fujin!" she yelled, as she flung the tables away and staggered to her feet.
Shako had to be around somewhere, watching her. True enough, Shako's voice rung out in the darkness, " That was pretty good evasion Kirisawa Fuko. But, don't ever think that you will be able to get out of this level! Hahahahahahaha this office shall be your coffin."
" Not if I can help it!" Fuko shouted as she ran towards the door, not caring for all the tables and chairs and other metallic objects that were coming towards her. As she reached the door, she turned suddenly and dived through the heavy glass window, shattering the glass into various pieces around her.
She landed hard on the carpeted floor, but recovered quickly, as she moved aside to prevent all the metallic objects from crashing into her. Getting to her feet, Fuko crouched against the wall for a few seconds to catch her breath. She felt something wet trickle down her arm and realized that she had a piece of glass embedded in her right arm. Wincing, she pulled it out and shot of pain shot up her arm. It required almost all of her effort not to cry out.
Her eyes scanned around the room, searching for a faint shadow or outline. She found none, and then suddenly she heard a sound above her head. She moved out just in time to avoid being crushed by a huge metallic cabinet.
" It doesn't matter where you go, I can see every single move that you make..." Shako's voice rang out, and she burst into laughter again
The pain in Fuko's arms erupted again as she knocked herself against the wall. Tokiya, where are you!
Author's note:
Geez, I wasn't planning to paste this, but this is a really BIG thank you to all you people out there who have been reading this fic and giving your reviews. They really helped me to continue writing until now, so please keep reviewing them!!! Onegai..
Just like to clear up some q&as....like Fuko doesn't actually have one night stands literally, it was just a figure of speech, and there are a lot of politics going on in the world, so I just included some in the story, so thus the reason for the agency not wanting to accept any responsibility.
Anyway, as you all should have read, this is the climax of the story, and I'm in the middle of it now, so hang in there, and we should see it by this weekend unless something crops up... cross my fingers..
" I'm pretty sure that headquarters will be his final and actual target. His revenge plan is very simple. Years ago, headquarters killed his father. Now's he's back to seek revenge for his father." Fuko explained to Mr. Kubota once she had come to headquarters the following morning.
" Is that true!" Mr. Kubota turned to Tokiya for confirmation. His face turned ashen white, when he saw Tokiya's nod.
" But that was so long ago, and the agency made sure that..." Realizing what he had just said, he covered his mouth with his hand and staggered out of the room. But Fuko wasn't going to let him get away with it. She went after him, her face blazing with anger and irritation that the agency was still trying to hide its crime after so many years
" Mr. Kubota!" Fuko screamed at him in the hallway, when he refused to stop.
This time he stopped, but he didn't turned around. Oblivious to the people that were watching her, Fuko demanded loudly
" Are you going to pretend that headquarters did nothing to Len years ago? As long as the agency does not admit its mistake, you will never ever be able to stop Larson; no matter how much you try."
There was a short silence, and then Mr. Kubota turned around
" The reason why Larson is after headquarters is purely because of selfish reasons. He wants to take control of Japan. His father was an agent who left the agency. His death has nothing to do with headquarters. He killed himself and his family."
With that he walked off, and Fuko collapsed against the wall nearest her. Around her, people went back to their jobs, murmuring to themselves. Biting her lip, Fuko wrapped her jacket around herself and hugged herself tightly.
" It was a waste of time in doing that."
Without looking up, she knew who the voice was.
" Yeah, I know, but I wanted to try. If the agency just refuses to believe, they will not understand the danger that is facing them."
" Pride is the factor. If the truth were revealed, it would be a great blow to their reputation."
" So what do we do now? Without the acknowledgement of the agency, they will not help us."
" That's why you asked Recca for help right?"
" Yes... but still..." Fuko swept the bangs away from her forehead in irritation " I don't want to put any of them in danger. If any of them dies, I don't know how I will be able to forgive myself."
" You think too lowly of them. We've fought together many times. Time has not changed their skills Fuko."
But time has changed me Fuko thought silently after everything Larson has done to me, I'm so afraid of losing my closed ones. Even you... Tokiya.
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" Why don't you go back first? I've got a write out a report for my boss." Fuko said to Tokiya as he got up from his table and took his coat from the coat rack.
" Sure, not prob. why do you feel likes eating? I'll bring over."
" Pasta would be good." Fuko suggested
" Right. I'll see you in an hour's time?"
Fuko nodded, " yep, that would be more than enough."
" Ja." Tokiya swung briefcase over his shoulders and left the office. Fuko watched him fondly as he left the office. As days passed by, she liked him more and more. If she didn't watch it, she would actually develop deeper feelings for him. Turning back to the computer screen in front of her, Fuko concentrated on her report. There were so many things to report back to New York. Her boss would be extremely worried.
Half an hour later, Fuko was still typing furiously on the keypad. As she paused to take a drink of her cold espresso, suddenly, the lights went on in the entire level. Fuko's hand paused in midair, as she listened for any noises. The hairs on the back of her head rose and her six sense were nudging her constantly. To reassure herself, she touched her fujin. Slowly and quietly, she got out of her chair and lowered herself to the ground. After making sure, that there was no one in the office, she silently crawled towards the exit, her heart pounding loudly all this while. Just as she was about to reach the door however, all the tables around her rose and coagulated together in midair to fall back down on where she was. In reflex, Fuko sent out a burst of wind to blow the tables away
" Fujin!" she yelled, as she flung the tables away and staggered to her feet.
Shako had to be around somewhere, watching her. True enough, Shako's voice rung out in the darkness, " That was pretty good evasion Kirisawa Fuko. But, don't ever think that you will be able to get out of this level! Hahahahahahaha this office shall be your coffin."
" Not if I can help it!" Fuko shouted as she ran towards the door, not caring for all the tables and chairs and other metallic objects that were coming towards her. As she reached the door, she turned suddenly and dived through the heavy glass window, shattering the glass into various pieces around her.
She landed hard on the carpeted floor, but recovered quickly, as she moved aside to prevent all the metallic objects from crashing into her. Getting to her feet, Fuko crouched against the wall for a few seconds to catch her breath. She felt something wet trickle down her arm and realized that she had a piece of glass embedded in her right arm. Wincing, she pulled it out and shot of pain shot up her arm. It required almost all of her effort not to cry out.
Her eyes scanned around the room, searching for a faint shadow or outline. She found none, and then suddenly she heard a sound above her head. She moved out just in time to avoid being crushed by a huge metallic cabinet.
" It doesn't matter where you go, I can see every single move that you make..." Shako's voice rang out, and she burst into laughter again
The pain in Fuko's arms erupted again as she knocked herself against the wall. Tokiya, where are you!
Author's note:
Geez, I wasn't planning to paste this, but this is a really BIG thank you to all you people out there who have been reading this fic and giving your reviews. They really helped me to continue writing until now, so please keep reviewing them!!! Onegai..
Just like to clear up some q&as....like Fuko doesn't actually have one night stands literally, it was just a figure of speech, and there are a lot of politics going on in the world, so I just included some in the story, so thus the reason for the agency not wanting to accept any responsibility.
Anyway, as you all should have read, this is the climax of the story, and I'm in the middle of it now, so hang in there, and we should see it by this weekend unless something crops up... cross my fingers..