And that's the next chapter in my bad ficcie.... I know u guys must be really bored'n stuff but just plz bear with me...it'll get better soon.. I hope..lol.. Anywho thanks a bunch to squirrel, csmsprotector and trin. Who are currently the only ones who reviewed me...*waahhh!* but aannyywwaayyy.....uumm there's a clue in this un 'bout who serena will be paired up with in chapters to come! Yay! Just bair with me cuz the plot is taking soooo long to set up! And remember the whole storyline and setting come from my twisted and sick mind! This is purely AU!! And PLZ REVIEW!! Later my people!
-Rin-Koi
Chapter 4
Ren sat infront of her small t.v., idly fliping through channels and munching on cold pizza while plans raced through her head. 'I could....no, that wouldn't work...maybe...naw! God this is boring!' Watching some supermodel-plastic-surgery-dumb-blonde bounce around in a skimpy bikini selling leg wax, an idea struck her. "That could work!!" she yelled and jumped up, grabbing her phone.
She dialed a few numbers and held the reciever up to her ear, "Come on..come on....be home god dammit!"
"Hey," Ren jumped, "Jay!", "this yo man TJ speak'n, u can shove that phone right up yo ass cuz I aint answer'n! Leave yo message afta tha beep, right? And if this a mamma, you got the wrong phone number-!" the message was cut off by the beep.
Ren grumbled, "Teej, get up off your lazy ass and get your dick in your pants! I want you to meet me at the Dark Room in, "she looked at her watch, " a half hour! You better be there too or else I'll call your mama and tell what the fuck you do for a living, and she'll take you down!" with that, she slammed the phone down in it's cradle.
Shoving the rest of her pizza in her mouth, she looked around her apartment. Hard wood floors, naked brick walls, a small kitchen in the corner with an island,( which was currently covered in who-the-fuck-cares) she had two bathrooms, the first beside the living room (which was so small it could be used as a broom closet) and the one connected to her bedroom. Her living room took up most of the apartment, but her room was rather large with a king sized bed with an oak-holder-thinger,and an oak dresser. Her closet was fair sized and walk-inable...pretty good for someone who doesn't have all that much money. 'Just think what I can do to this place when I get all that money!'
Ren almost started to drool when she thought about all that moola-for-the-taking....but snapped out of it when she realized she had to get ready, 'everything comes at a price...I just hope I'm still alive after this to cash it in!'
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Ren walked down the dark street, her hands in he coat her pockets and deep in thought. Her slightly pointy, thin black heels that strapped up to the middle of her shins clacked against the sidewalk. A lightweight fabric'd dress hung to just above the middle of her shins, also black, and had a slit that ran to her knees. Her top was silky and tied behind her neck, leaving her back uncovered except for a strap that kept it in place. Her coat was pleather and hung to the end of her skirt, all in all, she looked like a slightly normal catwoman, which was a great feat because catwoman was anything but normal, ya know...the whole bodysuit thing with the claws and the whole fact that she tried to seduce batman, who's pretty hot... and...ahem...anyways...
Ren looked around, her long blonde hair pulled back into corn-rows that reached the middle of her back. She wore her thick-framed glasses, making the slightly cocky expression on her face into a preditory look. The street lamps gave an unearthly glow in the night, making everything look surreal.
Turning off of the sidewalk, she walked into an alley littered with garbage and broken bottles, "Jesus Christ, you'd think they'd sweep a little!" over stepping a pile of...something, she nearly screamed when two rats ran out infront of her. "I am going to kill somebody!"
Walking to about the middle of the alley, Ren turned to an old, rusty door. The faint sound of music and people mad eit's way through the rectangle of metal. Leaning her hand on the brick wall, she pulled it open to reveal flashing lights and hundreds of people.
Steping inside, Ren was bombarded by ciggy smoke (probably mixed with some thing else...)and loud music. Grinning, she walked over to the bar and took a seat, "Hey, Mickey! Sex on the beach!"
Giving a nod, the tender continued his conversation with a buxom red-head. "Fucking whores..." Ren muttered, popping a few bar nuts into her mouth.
"You insulting ma ladies, bitch?" Ren turned to see a tall, muscular black man saunter over. He grinned flashing white teeth.
Ren rolled her eyes, "S'what they are, in'it? And what the fuck took you so long?" she barked, eventhough she just arrived.
TJ grinned, and they slapped hands, pulling eachother into a hug, "You just lucky I'm so considerate....you all calin' me up n'shit while I'm in the middle o sumthin'" He took the stool next to her, "You really mean u was gunna call up mamma and blow my cover?" He took on something of a puppy dog look.
"Naw, "she smirked, "just had to get your ass movin'" TJ grinned, "Well, I know another way to get ma ass movin'....maybe even yours too..."
Ren punched him in the arm, "Denied!" TJ winced, "Damn girl, why you always so serious'n shit?!" She laughed, "Well someone's gotta be!"
"Speaking of serious, Jay, I need a favour." The tender handed Ren her drink, "You know the CEO of BR inc?" She took a sip.
TJ laughed, "What pimp hasn't? His tastes for women exceed ma own!" The few gold rings that graced his hand flashed against the club's many lights.
Ren rasied a blonde eyebrow, "That's hard to believe...anyways, does he have any particular...favourites?" She felt her face flush slightly and hoped TJ wouldn't notice......
......"Aaww, ain't that cute, the almighty stick-up-my-ass-legs-shut-tighter-than-a-submarine-door Ren is blush'n....this shit must be serious!" he laughed and almost fell off his stool when Ren puched him again.
"Shut the fuck up! And it is serious, I really need to know!" she watched as a hint of jealousy flared to life in TJ's doe brown eyes, "Why's this all so important....don't tell me you goin' into tha business, Ren!"
"Oh hell no! Why the hell would I degrate myself?! I need to know so that I can get a job-" at TJ's look she continued, "-a clean one you idiot!" She could feel her eye start to twitch.
The look left TJ's eyes, "I though you already had a job...two actually..."He looked concerned, "Ren you can't over work yoself....s'not healthy." Ren was touched by his concern, she sighed and took a swig of her drink, "It's...complicated, Jay...and..and I can't tell you..." for as long as they had known eachother, this would be the first big secret kept between them.
Hurt crossed TJ's face, "I see...."then he smiled and put his hand on her shoulder ina comforting way, "Alright...I guess ya forced it outta me...." He straitened and looked around, then crouched down to her level(she was about a head and a half shorter than he was...) and whispered, " Dennis Largo...the CEO, is a regular...customer of mine. Usually he comes in and asks for the young ones." He snorted in disgust, "He may be rich, but he's gotta buy his women....though I don't understand why...he's not that bad looking.." he sweatdropped and waved his hands infront of himself nervously, " in a totally non-gay way, that is..."
Meanwhile, Ren's mind was running a mile a minute, "So...he goes for hhmm...cutesy...innocent?" her plan just might work after all..."Is there any other info that I might need?"
TJ took on a serious look, "Yeah, more than once, my girls have complained that he gets...obsessive...controlling, sometimes even violent, "his eyes darkened, "it's also goin' around that he's a regular costumar for drugs..."
"What famous person isn't?" she snorted, "If push comes to shove, he'll be given a trip out a 10 story window..." yea, this could definatley work...."Thanks, Teej, I'll catch ya later, right?" she stood up and was about to walk away when he grabbed her arm gently, "Just be careful, Ren, he's dangerous..."
"No problem." V signing him and walking out through the throng of people on the dance floor, she didn't notice the longing look in TJ's eyes as she left. 'I swear, if that white guy touches her in any way...' he clenched his fist as the though was left unfinished, instead, he turned, and gulped down the rest of Ren's Sex on the Beach.
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A few hours later, we find Ren sitting on her floor, back rested against her couch, decked out in comfortable looking PJ's, and typing furiously on her laptop. 'Hah! Got it!' She jumped up and raced into the bathroom.
Emerging fifteen minutes later, Ren had her hair done up in high pigtails, and her make-up on. Kneeling on the floor, she rummedged underneath her couch and finally found what she was looking for. A small comuter camera rested in her hand. "Alright...now just hook this up...to here..." she mumbled to herself as she began to plug in a tangle of wires, "there!"
Propping the camera up on a few books, she pressed the timer. She was about halfway to her chair to actuall ypose for the photo when it went off. "Ack! You stupid peice of shit!" she hand the camera in her hand and was about to pitch it out the window when she managed to calm herself down, "okay, no big deal...try again.."
The same thing happened for five minuites, including the part where Ren always somehow got self control just before she was about to demolish the poor little camera.
After Ren finally succeeded in taking her picture, she sat back down and waited for it to download, typing down various information on the form that filled the computer screen. "Date of birth......January 26....1981..." by the time the computer signaled the ending of the download, the whole form had been filled, except for the name....'hhmm...what's a cute name...' wracking her brain, she looked around her living room. As she spotted a small, pink stuffed bunny that her old boyfriend had given her which was hodking a small cresent moon that rested ontop of a bookshelf, she grinned, 'Brian, if you were here, I would kiss you.....' then remembering the terms of their breakup,' or....maybe not.'. Ren pasted the picture onto the small square that was labeled 'Photo' and clapped her hands together in joy, "Yeeesss...you tha bomb, Ren you tha bomb!"
Staring back at her from on the screen was the new photo ID of Usagi Tsukino.
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3:30 am. God was she tired. Ren siged as she clicked on yet another thumbnail of Dennis Largo, the big shot CEO of Black Rising Inc. The tall man couldn't be seen without a tux, anywhere, his black hair always slicked back to perfection, and he always had a broad grin on his face. She smirked, he was pretty cute, but she couldn't make out his eye colour. Squinting, she tried to make out the picture, "Damn eyes..damn sleepiness..." she grumbled as her fingers tried to rub away the fuzziness. Giving up and standing, she stumbled into her kitchen to make herself a pot of coffee.
Sitting back down minutes later and sipping out of the pot, Ren looks closer at the photo. "What the hell...." clicking and searching through all the photos, she gasped. In every single photo, a tall man could be seen somewhere in the backround. She tried to make out any specific features, but he was always so far away. Only in one photo could two of his features be seen clearly, it was a picture from one of Largo's speeches to the public and all that could be seen of the mysterious figure was......
......mustard bangs revealing one clear, emerald eye.
DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN!! -heehee coulnd't help myself....anyway, hopes this gives you a clue....and NO REN IS NOT GOING TO BE A PROSTITUTE you hentais!! :p and i'll just leave you wit that, my freinds!
Ppllleeeezz review cuz my confodince is fading fast....peez!
-Rin-koi!!