The Replacement Assassins
Ch. 8: I Still Need Papers
Usagi slowly trekked through the now shot up 5th floor of the Olive Building. She slowly looked around corners and tried not to step on any broken glass in order to not alert anyone of her presence incase someone, good or bad was still around. Once she knew that she was the only one on the floor, she cut through the yellow police tape on the back entrance of her apartment, which lead to her darkroom.
"Shit!" she muttered to herself, as she seen all her pictures ruined and her chemicals confiscated. She looked at the filmstrips that hung from the ceiling and they too were over exposed and ruined. Realizing that she was now a hunted woman, she needed to get away from the scene of the crime, and fast.
She ran into her bedroom and grabbed a leather backpack from her closet. She quickly ran through her dressers and to make a check of what was still there, and what wasn't. She grabbed everything she could find from bras and panties, to sunglasses and make-up, and stuffed it into her bag. After grabbing all of the important stuff, she grabbed another pair of boots and ran into the bathroom. She proceeded to strip down to her underwear and bra. Then she removed her hair from the sloppy bun it was in, and it cascaded down and ran down to about the small of her back, covering the butterfly tattoo that was there, and stuck her head into a sink full of warm water washing most of her make up off, save for her red lip stick. While drying her face and hair she heard a fait noise coming from her office. She stopped dead in her tracks and looked up to see what the noise was. After looking around and not seeing anything she shrugged it off and got dressed. She slipped on a pair of tight leather pants and put on the pair of new boots. She then grabbed a very thin red button up red sweater and put that on leaving the buttons unbuttoned for the time being. After getting dressed, she ran back to her room and grabbed her brown leather jacket when she heard a small fait noise again, it sounded like someone walking on glass. Usagi once again paused and looked around trying to find who or what was making that noise. After a few minutes of silence, Usagi just shook off the feeling as she thought she was just hearing things. Usagi went back to her dresser and grabbed her wallet and a couple hundred dollars she had stashed away, when she heard the same sound of glass cracking under someone's feet as before, only this time it was louder and it sounded closer. Usagi panicked and grabbed a pair scissors that lay on the dresser and turned around. She saw what looked like a persons shadow coming from her office. Usagi slowly walked forward, gripping the pair of scissors in her hand tightly trying to find the owner of the shadow. When she got to the door she saw clearly whom the shadow belonged to. Heero Yui was standing there, arms folded across his chest, against the wall, looking at her with those same trademark emotionless eyes. Usagi threw her hands up in both relief and frustration as she realized who it was.
"Jesus Christ!!" She exclaimed at Heero who had her all riled up for nothing.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" She yelled, buttoning up only the 2 bottom buttons on her sweater.
"I still need papers." He said in monotone.
Usagi looked at him and tried not to laugh at his statement "Yeah great. How do you expect me to cook a passport? With crayons and construction paper?" Usagi asked as he walked pass him into what used to be her front office. "I mean take a good look around you. Anything not shot full of holes, the cops confiscated. My 3,000-dollar computer is now a paperweight. You know 4 years of work are down the drain because you picked my door to walk through." She chided Heero. But he remained impassive.
"We'll go Max." He told her, not really feeling sorry for having her apartment shot up.
"What for?" She asked.
"For help." Heero replied.
"You must be kidding, I'm not going anywhere you! You're like a walking goddamn bulls-eye. Your just a shit magnet."
"Maybe. But so are you. Your safer with me." Heero reasoned with her. Usagi was getting ready to walk out the door when she stopped and looked at Heero.
"Is it my perfume or something? Because you're the second guy today to assume I need, want or will accept help. I wont. I don't need the cops, and damn sure as hell need you!" Usagi sneered and got ready to walk out the door. Heero had now lost his patience with this woman. As much of a bitch as she may be, she wasn't going let her stop him from saving his family.
"Its not an option." Heero said in a deadly calm voice, drawing his gun. Usagi stopped dead in her tracks and turned around and gave a surprised and shocked look at Heero who appeared to be dead serious.
"OK, and what happened when I tell you to go fuck yourself?" She asked. Heero answered by pointing the gun as her head. Usagi gave a death glare that would of hade Heero proud
"If that's the way you wanna play it. But when the gun is in my hand were going to have conversation again." She replied in an icy tone. Heero grabbed Usagi and left the apartment.