Lots of Love; The Roses are in Bloom
Chapter 2
"There's no way." Yoji mumbled. "We've got to" Omi replied. "He knows about Weiss" "Ken isn't even here.we can't leave the shop, unless Manx wants to watch it." "." "I thought not," Yoji snapped over the line. "We have to come up with a plan and soon." "This can't get any worse "Omi sighed. "Heads up" The Kritiker agents snapped to attention. "No way" Omi gasped. Manx closed the folder and leaned close to Omi whispering into the phone. "Good luck"
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Ken turned to and inspected the scooter from all angles it seemed sturdy enough. At least it seemed that way. Stepping back he checked the ropes again. Ken smiled sadistically This was going to be an interesting ride.
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Kritiker target: Gen Mufudohi walked into the Koneko no sumi e, with the most innocent intentions. Well, not really the most innocent intentions. He was buying flowers. It's as innocent as he's going to get. And that was that. Surprisingly the short man quickly made his way through the shop. " Welcome to the Koneko". Looking up, he found a Fujimiya was addressing him. A one Ran Fujimiya. b A glaring Ran Fujimiya. b A glaring Ran Fujimiya; Kritiker agent and member of Weiss b " Roses " Mufudohi purred " Japanese roses, please." With the barest hint of emotion, Ran wrapped a bouquet, thrust it into the man's hands and glared. " They said you'd kill me.I wanted to see if it was true. I guess not. Thank you Abyssinian, I 'm sure Karen will love these; I'll send her your regards. Tell the other kitties I said hello." Yoji glared watching him. "Omi?" "No, there's too many people, I don't have a clear shot" The assembled members of weiß watched their latest target Gen Mufudohi walk across the room and out the door.
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Manx shoved her way out of the shop and rushed across the street. She casually leaned against her car. ~ This will be tough. What can they possibly do? He knows about everything and wouldn't hesitate to make it public. Esset is going to have a field day with this. ~ A few moments later Mufudohi stepped out of the shop. ~ There must be something that can be done. ~` Leaning back, Manx reached for her gun. Moving forward, he held the roses up to her. " Drastic times call for drastic measures" Screams, and the squeal of tires echoed, as a troubled motorist struggled for control. Mufudohi whirled around, as he did a large vehicle slammed into him. Knocking him to the pavement effectively ending his life.
"That will work." The driver moved slightly, as he sat up multi colored petals scattered across the pavement as a light rain. The response was immediate, Officers moved forward trying to direct the crowd and seal off the area. Manx ran across the street, checking on the victim. Sure enough he was dead. She smiled bitterly. Turning to the driver she froze. *** Yoji turned around and stared at the box of roses. "Here you go dear" Glancing at Momo, he accepted the reinforcements. "Please set them on the table there" Beside Momo stood at least eight police officers, each carrying a box of flowers. ". Where's Ken?" Momo smiled softly waving to the officers. "He may be out getting more flowers." "Yeah sure" Outside both of them missed the tipped, dented pink scooter lying abandoned on the pavement.
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The station was packed. Well, it wasn't as crowded as the flower shop.
It definitely wasn't a very happy place and Ken found he was stuck in the middle. Ken was not a happy person. ~That guy was dead, no doubt about it, he'd seen enough bodies to know. What would be done, what could be done? Well, it wasn't like he'd done it on purpose. It was just an accident. Wasn't it? It was just an accident. He was standing out in the street and I did try to avoid him I am sorry about the scooter though, as if my troubles could get any. ~
A short officer suddenly interrupted Ken's inner dialogue. Dark black hair framed her face, she gestured for him to take a seat. "Hello Hidaka-san, I'm Misty, Misty Yama. I just need you to fill out these forms and you can be on your way." 'Huh?"
"Well there is no real reason to hold you here. We have enough witnesses to prove it was an accident" She giggled, "you've got a lot of fans Hidaka, You came quietly and willingly. You've been very cooperative and your record is clean. You just need to sign these forms. unless you rather stay?" "Uh" "I didn't think so. As I said your record is clean and if anyone did press charges, which I sincerely doubt, you'd probably get off with a minor sentence." Ken suddenly wished "Misty" would switch to decaff, within the next 20 minutes. Unfortunately some wishes are never granted.
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Manx nodded. "Yes it's been, taken care of." Persia nodded and smiled softly.
***
Sakura lazily swirled the rose petals around the floor. It was more playing then actually cleaning up. Aya smiled brightly at the last customer and flipped the sign closed. Omi picked up the receipts and dropped them into the pile on the table. It was almost peaceful exempt for the fact Yoji continued to express his displeasure with the situation.
"Alright so he brings back the flowers and takes off, not even I do that. I'd at least return by closing." He paused to tuck a slip of paper entitled "Mari's number" back into his pocket "Really what is he doing? It had better be important." Sakura jumped back as Ran took the broom from her hands and began sweeping. She turned to Aya and giggled sheepishly.
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Ken nodded and sighed his name on the paper. "Alright there you go Hidaka-san your finished." "Thanks." "Please remember this will go on your record, but was an accident, so it will be marked as involuntary manslaughter" Ken blinked. "Have a nice day." ~ Record? Involuntary manslaughter? I'll be lucky if that's the least I get away with. ~ Running a hand through his hair, he stepped outside and disappeared into the night.
***
Omi stared at the computer and turned to the paperwork, he looked at the paperwork and turned back to his computer. "Well..?" Yoji reached forward and turned the stack of paper around. Glancing at the papers, Omi smiled sheepishly. A soft sigh caught their attention; they turned to see Ran draping a blanket over Sakura. She smiled sweetly. Aya was leaning against the register a blanket was wrapped around her shoulders. She was smiling too. Ran moved forward to join them at the table. "There is no way we can go after him tonight" Omi stated Glancing briefly at the sleeping girls Ran nodded. "Agreed" "There isn't much we can do." "Actually there is something we can do." Yoji reached over and pushed half the pile of sale receipts into Omi's view.
***
Ken marched across the street. The street was littered with various flower petals. The body and the police were gone, but the chalk outline remained. The scooter, the pink delivery scooter was gone. Ken made a mental note to get it in the morning. He sighed softly staring up at the moon. The cool wind stirred the petals, blowing them away. Ken watched them float away a bitter smile across his lips. Stepping up onto the sidewalk he moved towards the shop.
***
Nimble fingers ran across the keyboard, tapping out simple calculations. Omi paused, glancing at a file. He nodded and continued. "In this entire day, we've sold our entire stock of roses plus a second supply' The young teen rifled through the stack of paper, rechecking a receipt. "With the price taken into account, considering the profit margin, the estimated loss is equal to.. "Ken's wages for the entire year." "What?!" The present assassin sputtered indignantly. "Ran did say you'd pay for it." Ken groan audibly. "Did you see Manx?" "Yeah .we had a target." Yoji shrugged briefly "We did? Did you" Omi stared out looking at the sleeping girls. "No, we couldn't" "Who was he?" Ran leaned over dropping the folder into Ken's hands. Glancing at the folder, he stared. "Oh I got him." "You did?" yelped Omi " How?" Ken dropped the copies of his processing forms. "Don't ask" Yoji, Ran and Omi looked down at the papers. Ran arched an eyebrow as Omi began laughing. Ken sighed dropping back into his chair. "Hey Hidaka?" Turning he found himself looking at a small tired looking rose. "We saved you one." Ran smirked lightly as Omi grinned; Yoji extended the rose to him. Ken accepted it with a small smile. The neck of the rose however, gave way and the head fell limp. Owari
"There's no way." Yoji mumbled. "We've got to" Omi replied. "He knows about Weiss" "Ken isn't even here.we can't leave the shop, unless Manx wants to watch it." "." "I thought not," Yoji snapped over the line. "We have to come up with a plan and soon." "This can't get any worse "Omi sighed. "Heads up" The Kritiker agents snapped to attention. "No way" Omi gasped. Manx closed the folder and leaned close to Omi whispering into the phone. "Good luck"
***
Ken turned to and inspected the scooter from all angles it seemed sturdy enough. At least it seemed that way. Stepping back he checked the ropes again. Ken smiled sadistically This was going to be an interesting ride.
***
Kritiker target: Gen Mufudohi walked into the Koneko no sumi e, with the most innocent intentions. Well, not really the most innocent intentions. He was buying flowers. It's as innocent as he's going to get. And that was that. Surprisingly the short man quickly made his way through the shop. " Welcome to the Koneko". Looking up, he found a Fujimiya was addressing him. A one Ran Fujimiya. b A glaring Ran Fujimiya. b A glaring Ran Fujimiya; Kritiker agent and member of Weiss b " Roses " Mufudohi purred " Japanese roses, please." With the barest hint of emotion, Ran wrapped a bouquet, thrust it into the man's hands and glared. " They said you'd kill me.I wanted to see if it was true. I guess not. Thank you Abyssinian, I 'm sure Karen will love these; I'll send her your regards. Tell the other kitties I said hello." Yoji glared watching him. "Omi?" "No, there's too many people, I don't have a clear shot" The assembled members of weiß watched their latest target Gen Mufudohi walk across the room and out the door.
***
Manx shoved her way out of the shop and rushed across the street. She casually leaned against her car. ~ This will be tough. What can they possibly do? He knows about everything and wouldn't hesitate to make it public. Esset is going to have a field day with this. ~ A few moments later Mufudohi stepped out of the shop. ~ There must be something that can be done. ~` Leaning back, Manx reached for her gun. Moving forward, he held the roses up to her. " Drastic times call for drastic measures" Screams, and the squeal of tires echoed, as a troubled motorist struggled for control. Mufudohi whirled around, as he did a large vehicle slammed into him. Knocking him to the pavement effectively ending his life.
"That will work." The driver moved slightly, as he sat up multi colored petals scattered across the pavement as a light rain. The response was immediate, Officers moved forward trying to direct the crowd and seal off the area. Manx ran across the street, checking on the victim. Sure enough he was dead. She smiled bitterly. Turning to the driver she froze. *** Yoji turned around and stared at the box of roses. "Here you go dear" Glancing at Momo, he accepted the reinforcements. "Please set them on the table there" Beside Momo stood at least eight police officers, each carrying a box of flowers. ". Where's Ken?" Momo smiled softly waving to the officers. "He may be out getting more flowers." "Yeah sure" Outside both of them missed the tipped, dented pink scooter lying abandoned on the pavement.
. ***
The station was packed. Well, it wasn't as crowded as the flower shop.
It definitely wasn't a very happy place and Ken found he was stuck in the middle. Ken was not a happy person. ~That guy was dead, no doubt about it, he'd seen enough bodies to know. What would be done, what could be done? Well, it wasn't like he'd done it on purpose. It was just an accident. Wasn't it? It was just an accident. He was standing out in the street and I did try to avoid him I am sorry about the scooter though, as if my troubles could get any. ~
A short officer suddenly interrupted Ken's inner dialogue. Dark black hair framed her face, she gestured for him to take a seat. "Hello Hidaka-san, I'm Misty, Misty Yama. I just need you to fill out these forms and you can be on your way." 'Huh?"
"Well there is no real reason to hold you here. We have enough witnesses to prove it was an accident" She giggled, "you've got a lot of fans Hidaka, You came quietly and willingly. You've been very cooperative and your record is clean. You just need to sign these forms. unless you rather stay?" "Uh" "I didn't think so. As I said your record is clean and if anyone did press charges, which I sincerely doubt, you'd probably get off with a minor sentence." Ken suddenly wished "Misty" would switch to decaff, within the next 20 minutes. Unfortunately some wishes are never granted.
***
Manx nodded. "Yes it's been, taken care of." Persia nodded and smiled softly.
***
Sakura lazily swirled the rose petals around the floor. It was more playing then actually cleaning up. Aya smiled brightly at the last customer and flipped the sign closed. Omi picked up the receipts and dropped them into the pile on the table. It was almost peaceful exempt for the fact Yoji continued to express his displeasure with the situation.
"Alright so he brings back the flowers and takes off, not even I do that. I'd at least return by closing." He paused to tuck a slip of paper entitled "Mari's number" back into his pocket "Really what is he doing? It had better be important." Sakura jumped back as Ran took the broom from her hands and began sweeping. She turned to Aya and giggled sheepishly.
***
Ken nodded and sighed his name on the paper. "Alright there you go Hidaka-san your finished." "Thanks." "Please remember this will go on your record, but was an accident, so it will be marked as involuntary manslaughter" Ken blinked. "Have a nice day." ~ Record? Involuntary manslaughter? I'll be lucky if that's the least I get away with. ~ Running a hand through his hair, he stepped outside and disappeared into the night.
***
Omi stared at the computer and turned to the paperwork, he looked at the paperwork and turned back to his computer. "Well..?" Yoji reached forward and turned the stack of paper around. Glancing at the papers, Omi smiled sheepishly. A soft sigh caught their attention; they turned to see Ran draping a blanket over Sakura. She smiled sweetly. Aya was leaning against the register a blanket was wrapped around her shoulders. She was smiling too. Ran moved forward to join them at the table. "There is no way we can go after him tonight" Omi stated Glancing briefly at the sleeping girls Ran nodded. "Agreed" "There isn't much we can do." "Actually there is something we can do." Yoji reached over and pushed half the pile of sale receipts into Omi's view.
***
Ken marched across the street. The street was littered with various flower petals. The body and the police were gone, but the chalk outline remained. The scooter, the pink delivery scooter was gone. Ken made a mental note to get it in the morning. He sighed softly staring up at the moon. The cool wind stirred the petals, blowing them away. Ken watched them float away a bitter smile across his lips. Stepping up onto the sidewalk he moved towards the shop.
***
Nimble fingers ran across the keyboard, tapping out simple calculations. Omi paused, glancing at a file. He nodded and continued. "In this entire day, we've sold our entire stock of roses plus a second supply' The young teen rifled through the stack of paper, rechecking a receipt. "With the price taken into account, considering the profit margin, the estimated loss is equal to.. "Ken's wages for the entire year." "What?!" The present assassin sputtered indignantly. "Ran did say you'd pay for it." Ken groan audibly. "Did you see Manx?" "Yeah .we had a target." Yoji shrugged briefly "We did? Did you" Omi stared out looking at the sleeping girls. "No, we couldn't" "Who was he?" Ran leaned over dropping the folder into Ken's hands. Glancing at the folder, he stared. "Oh I got him." "You did?" yelped Omi " How?" Ken dropped the copies of his processing forms. "Don't ask" Yoji, Ran and Omi looked down at the papers. Ran arched an eyebrow as Omi began laughing. Ken sighed dropping back into his chair. "Hey Hidaka?" Turning he found himself looking at a small tired looking rose. "We saved you one." Ran smirked lightly as Omi grinned; Yoji extended the rose to him. Ken accepted it with a small smile. The neck of the rose however, gave way and the head fell limp. Owari