I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. Looking the way I am right
now as Usagi Tsukino, this is definitely going to be a challenge. I quickly
gathered up all the confidence that this situation can provide and walked
toward Lance Jordan with a sexy smile planted on my face. I may be
currently looking like some "geek" but I had the confidence of Serena La
Morte.
"Hi there handsome, wanna go somewhere private?" I purred and licked my lips seductively. Thank God that Lita and Ami where sound asleep right now or they would never be able to forgive me for acting like a whore. Like I said, I may be Usagi Tsukino right now, but I still had the charms of Serena La Morte.
I know for sure that I had caught Jordan off guard as he looked totally stunned. The first thing that went thought his head was why such a decent girl like me would all of a sudden be acting this way. Then he immediately turned his look of shock into a smile of pleasure. Looks like he was falling for my trap.
"Now, why would a girl like you be wanting a guy like me?" he asked teasingly while sneaking a quick glance at my breasts that I had taken great care to show. I smiled at him sexily.
"Let's just say that who I am is all an act and right now I would like to show you the real me" I replied with a grin.
"Well then, Miss actress, I am eager to see the real you" stated Jordan with clear lust written in his eyes.
"Can we go somewhere private then?" I asked, not showing that I was horrified of denial. He looked around the large room once and took note that all the hostages were currently dozing or barely hanging on to conscience.
"Hey Rick, take my post would you!" he yelled across the booths to a young man that was currently in his 20's. The inexperienced rookie was one among the four that were currently keeping guard as the rest took their time off. The little lackey was eager to obey as he saw this as a chance to gain Jordan's favor. Jordan nodded once in approval and turned to face me.
"So then, Miss actress, follow me to paradise" he purred seductively as he led me to the back staff room of the restaurant. I followed reluctantly, growing more nervous with each step.
Finally we entered the small rectangular room through the heavy wooden doors that had a clear sign written "staff only". Of course, it didn't apply to Jordan as he was currently the most feared person in this whole building and he had killed half the staff already. When we entered, another one of his little lackeys was keeping guard through the only small window in the room, army gun loaded in his hands, ready to fire.
"You are dismissed Josh" commanded Jordan "and make sure that no one is to disturb me while I am in this room." The rookie quickly nodded his head and prepared to leave the room, eyeing me curiously as he made his exit. Now I was completely alone with Lance Jordan in this small little cell.
"So, precious, shall we start right away?" he asked as he began to unbutton his shirt, all too eager to begin.
"Um, is anyone outside close to this door?" I asked, not bothering to hide my nervousness.
"No one at all precious" he answered in an all too sweet voice as he took of his shirt to reveal bulging biceps that had several hideous scars.
"And no one will be able to hear us?" I asked again, trying to reassure our complete privacy.
"My, my, aren't we demanding" purred Jordan as he shook his head with amusement "no, precious, no one will be able to hear us no matter how loud you scream or moan" he answered boldly as he began to bull of his belt.
"Good!" I exclaimed with a malicious voice, earning a smile of lust from him. "I mean that this is good for me, not you!" I answered, earning a curious glance from him.
"Oh, and why is that?" he asked as he stopped unzipping his pants, focusing his attention on me.
"Because I really hate it when I get interrupted while killing" I answered simply with an evil grin that definitely stated I had other plans than to fuck around with that dirt bag. This wiped his smile of amusement completely off his face. So even the slow eventually catch up.
"And what makes you think that you are able to kill me, little girl?" he asked in a hard tone.
"Because I've killed trash like you before. I must say that I find it very amusing while watching them beg for their life, witch is what you are going to do" I answered with confidence clearly heard in my voice. This sent Jordan into rage.
"Why you little bitch, don't ever call me trash!" he yelled while quickly looking for his gun, which was on the floor with his clothes.
"Well, I see that we are in control of our anger" I replied sarcastically while rolling my eyes at his petty search of a weapon. Just as he was about to grab his gun, I quickly walked over and kicked it out of his reach. I moved with great agility, completely catching him off guard as his hand met the solid ground instead of the metal gun. I was standing right above his crouching figure and he slowly lifted his head to look at me with flaming eyes. I smiled back at him sweetly.
"Now Mr. Jordan, we can do this the easy way or the hard way" I stated. "The easy way would be you calling of this whole pathetic sherade of yours and come back with me to headquarters. The hard way would be you resist and I kill you right here and now. So which would you prefer?" He looked at me with surprise. Looks like he finally got the hint that I was more than just a little schoolgirl.
"Wh-who are you and what headquarter are you talking about?" he asked as he stood up to meet me face to face. Well, actually he was way taller than I was so he had to glance down at me. I smiled at his shock. This is going to be interesting.
"Why, the La Morte headquarter of course" I replied with a smile. He looked even more shocked, if possible, at this revelation.
"What!" he exclaimed with disbelieve "Who are you?!"
"Serena La Morte" I answered with a grin. His face went completely pale as he looked on at me with astonishment. Man, how much I would give to have my camera right now to capture the look on his face. This will totally make the highlight of my day.
"Wh-what!" he exclaimed with sheer horror.
"My, for someone who has been trying to gain my attention for the past 27 hours, you sure don't look to happy to see me" I proclaimed with superiority.
"But-but that's impossible!" he stuttered.
"I see that we are in a state of denial" I replied while taking out my gun that was fastened against my belt and hid under my long sweater. This action had definitely scared the shit out of him.
"But-but, you can't be her! She is the god dam leader of the whole Mafia gang! And-and your just a little school girl!" he yelled with panic clearly heard in his voice as he saw me point the gun straight at his head.
"Well then, Mr. Jordan. It's too bad that you don't believe that the La Morte leader herself has ended your miserable life" I stated with a cold voice as I prepared to pull the trigger.
"No! Wait! I believer you!" he quickly yelled with panic "Please, Miss La Morte, will you please give me another chance to prove my loyalty to you?!!" I looked at the pathetic trash begging for his miserable life and smiled mischievously.
"Well, let me think about it…." I pondered with amusement as I lowered my gun. He sighed with relief. This is just so amusing, but all amusements have to come to an end.
"No!" I replied flatly as raised the gun to his head and pulled the trigger. This sent a bullet speeding to his forehead. Right on the mark! The bullet pierced his skull and ended his life. He did not even have time to protest as he fell backwards and hit the floor with a loud thud. The look in his eyes of pure shock and his lifeless corpse told me that Lance Jordan was definitely dead.
"I do not give second chances" I said coldly to the dead corpse as I secured my gun on my belt and pulled my sweater over it. I heard yelling coming out from behind the door and quick footsteps. I quickly broke the small rectangular window with the nearest chair. Glass splattered everywhere on the floor.
Just as I shattered the glass, the door crashed open, revealing three of the dead corpse' lackeys. They looked at their former leader in pure shock and horror.
"Help! Someone broke the window and shot him!" I screamed as I indicated to the shattered glass of the window. They looked at me and saw the fake sincerity in my eyes. They had jumped to the only conclusion possible. The cops did this.
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Seiya heard the loud bang of a gunshot and shattering of glass. It came from the right corner of the building, where the city police was standing guard. The immediate thought that went through his head was someone shot the window and broke the glass. But after careful evaluation he realized that the glass shattered moments later than the gunshot. This definitely did not add up right.
"Hey, Seiya, did you hear that?" asked Yaten, who had just arrived in Tokyo five hours ago. Seiya grimly nodded. It appears as though a lot of others have heard it too as the crowd emerged into an excited chatter. The people who had loved ones in there looked nervous and horrified, but Seiya had a feeling that this was not the killing of another hostage. It sounded more like one of the holders themselves were killed because the killing of a hostage usually was followed by horrified screams in the building. No, this was definitely not the death of an innocent life.
"Go check it out Justin" commanded Seiya over the communicator to one of the FBI agents that he brought with him. The agent obeyed instantly as a moment later a tall muscular man in his mid 30's emerge from the police surrounding the front of the building. The agent moved to the side of the building with great agility, careful not to be detected by the criminals.
"Mr. Kou, it seems like an anonymous person has broken the side window of the back room and shot the leader" came Justin's voice over the communicator a moment later. This report pleased Seiya greatly. With the leader dead, all the others are easy to handle.
"Good, is he dead in the room by himself?" asked Seiya.
"No, four of his followers are with him and another hostage. It seems like the followers are having a hard time keeping the situation under control as the broken window allows the police and us direct contact to them quickly."
"Very good, we will move in right now while they are still unprepared" remarked Seiya with a confident smirk. He waved to Yaten, indicating him to go talk to the chief of Tokyo police to not interfering with this break in. After all, this was straight FBI business assigned by Vice President Sapphire Dusevic of United States himself. The CIA, to Conor's great reluctance, was not even allowed to be involved. This whole crime was on Seiya's turf. When Yaten came back and nodded his head to indicate that everything was clear, Seiya pressed the red button on his communicator. "All Units move in now!" he commanded. Immediately, all the ten highly trained FBI agents began to seclude themselves from the city police and quickly move to the front of the building with their guns in hand and ready to fire. Seiya and Yaten too began to run to the front of the building with great agility.
Seiya stopped just in front of the restaurant door and casually leaned on the wall beside it. He took a quick glance through the window and saw that no one was standing guard. This was just the opportunity he needed. Seiya nodded to Yaten and all the other agents close by him, indicating that they will break down the door and rush in on the count of three.
One…Two…Three!
The wooden door came crashing down and with the blink of an eye, Seiya, Yaten and all the others were in the dining room where the half-conscious hostages were kept. Yaten and half the agents quickly surrounded the resting serial killers while Seiya and the other half rushed into the back room. All the criminals were caught completely off guard. The resting group that consisted of five members did not even bother to fight back as the guns were pointed dead square in their faces. The criminals knew that the FBI would not hesitate to shoot them if they tried something funny.
The other four members in the back room tried to put up a decent fight but they were not as skilled and completely out numbered by the FBI. So after only a few initial gunfire exchanges, the war stopped as one of the members was shot with a bullet right in the heart. The other criminals saw their dead comrade and immediately stopped the struggle, as they saw no point in it but only suicide. The FBI agents quickly went to handcuff the criminals while Seiya stopped in front of the dead corpse of their former leader.
"Lance Jordan" Seiya murmured as he recognized the serial killer that was on the country's top wanted list. He regarded the body with disgust. He was certainly an insult to the clever La Morte organization. Seiya had no doubt that Jordan's mysterious killer was probably one of the top La Morte members. Seiya knew that they wanted him dead as soon as possible.
As the last of the criminals were lead out of the room by his agents, he suddenly noticed a tiny movement from the corner of his eyes. He squinted at the movement and noticed a horrified girl under a desk who was regarding him with both fright and curiosity.
'This must have been the hostage with Jordan before his death' thought Seiya 'What was that bastard going to do with this innocent girl? Knowing his sick mind, probably something not good at all' Seiya had a good idea as to what that not so pleasant thing was and smiled at the girl with sympathy.
'Thank God Jordan died before he could try anything on her' thought Seiya with relief. The girl slowly got out from under the table and made her way slowly towards Seiya. He could tell that she was pretty shaken up. Or so he thought.
"Hi-hi mi-mister, m-my name is U-Usagi" stuttered Usagi with a shaky voice and body as she extended her head for Seiya. Seiya politely shook it and smiled with warmth.
"Hi Usagi, nice to meet you. I'm Seiya Kou. All you alright?"
"Ye-yes, I'm fine" replied Usagi weakly.
"Are you sure?" asked Seiya doubtfully.
"Well…I am kind of shaken up and tired" admitted Usagi, earning an approving smile from Seiya.
"Would you like me to drive you home Usagi?" offered a concerned Seiya. Although this was not part of his job, Seiya could not help but to assist this innocent girl as best as he can. There was just something about her that drew him to her. He could not quite understand what it was. He assumed it was her naïve innocence.
"Well, my friends are outside and I think that they are still fast asleep" said Usagi with uncertainty.
"No problem" Seiya answered "they will be properly taken care of by the city police and there are about 18 ambulances waiting outside, ready to assist anyone who is hurt. So you don't have to worry a thing about them." Usagi nodded and smiled.
"Thank your Mr. Kou and yes I would like that ride please" said Usagi politely.
"You're welcome, and please call me Seiya. After all, I'm not that much older than you. I take it by the looks of you, you're a senior right?" Usagi nodded to Seiya's correct guess.
"Well then Usagi, shall we?" he asked with a gentleman like tone as he motioned to the door.
"But what about this body?" asked Usagi with confusion.
"That, my dear, will be taken care of by the FBI in just a minute" replied Seiya. Usagi accepted his answer and went out the door, hiding a smirk on her face. This was just getting to easy for her. She followed Seiya to his car, which was an expensive black jeep. He opened the door first for Usagi to get into the front passenger seat. Once she was settled, he quickly ran around to the driver's seat and got in. Then he started the engine and the car sped off from the crime scene, honking like crazy to get the curious crowd out of the way. Seiya did not care that he had to stay and take a thorough investigation of the evidence and criminals. It was his job as the head of the FBI and he almost never missed what his work required of him. After all, he was a workaholic. But today he just didn't feel like it. He felt like being with this new girl Usagi for some reason. This was definitely a first for Seiya. He reached the highway without glancing back. He knew that Yaten would cover for him.
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I slowly sighed with relief as I began to recognize the houses from my neighborhood. Finally, this whole ride will be over. Considering what I had been through for the last 28 hours, its not exactly easy sitting beside the person who is in charge of hunting you down while acting all innocent. But what can I do? Being the leader of a large crime organization was no picnic in the park, that's for sure.
"So Usagi, where do you go to school?" asked Seiya, eager to make conversation. I frowned at this pathetic attempt, but took great care in not showing it. Instead I smiled at him brightly.
"Juban High" I answered.
"Must be hard going to the last year of high school" Seiya pondered.
"No, not really. Why, did you find it hard when you were a senior?"
"Let's just say that I was one of the more challenged ones" Seiya replied with a sheepish grin. I giggled at the idea of Seiya Kou, the head of the FBI, being a brainless sleaze ball. No, definitely could not happen. I imagine his life in high school as the smart and popular athlete that every girl was after. He reminded me of Darien.
"No way, you struggling in anything is simply unbelievable. I mean, you are the youngest agent to ever become head of the FBI" I replied with disbelieve. Seiya cocked an eyebrow.
"How did you know that I was head of the FBI?" he asked with suspicion. I quickly let my eyes wander around inside the car for an answer. I most definitely should not have mentioned that! But then my eyes caught on to the nametag pinned on the front of his black leather jacket. Bingo!
"Because it said so on your name tag!" I replied with a grin, as if he had just asked the most stupid question in the world. That was way too close for my liking. I better make sure that something like that doesn't happen again.
"Oh!" Seiya cried with embarrassment, feeling stupid that he had not thought of the answer himself. He looked down on his nametag and smile at his own foolishness. It said:
SEIYA KOU
Head of the FBI investigation department
"Well Usagi, I might be the head of the FBI, but you sure made me look like a fool in such a short time" remarked Seiya with a playful grin "and I must mention that not many people had made me look stupid before." I grinned with satisfaction.
"Well, thank you Mr. Kou. I feel very proud of myself" I beamed him a huge smile. He seemed to blush as I saw a read tint in his cheeks when he quickly looked away from me and back onto the road.
"You should feel proud Usagi" he answered as he pulled into my driveway. Finally, this long tiresome journey was over. If I had know that it would take this long, I would have definitely said no. But oh well, at least it's over now.
"Well Seiya, this is my stop. Thanks so much for the ride. I really enjoyed it!" I lied through my teeth with a bright smile. He seemed to buy it as he quickly smiled back.
"Um… Usagi…Do you think that… I could have your phone number?" he asked nervously, scared of rejection. I smiled at his nervousness. This was getting more amusing by the minute. Too bad I had to leave before I could see his total reaction to my answer.
"Why of course Seiya, I would be honored if you call me" I said as I quickly squiggled my number down on a scratch of paper I found in my pocket. When I was done, I handed it to him and he blushed an even brighter shade of red. God, I love to watch when big shot guys begin to loose all their confidence and turn into a total nervous wreck. "Although, I do not usually give my phone number to guys" I added using a teasing voice. Then I caught myself just in time before this whole act could go any further. I scolded myself for flirting with him. What was I thinking? I was supposed to be the shy, innocent and nervous Usagi Tsukino, not the confident and sexy Serena La Morte.
But Seiya sure did not mind my flirting and sudden change of attitude. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it. Man, if I stay any longer with him, I would give myself away completely! I had to get away from him fast.
"Well then Seiya, I guess that I must be going" I spoke, breaking his initial shock at my forwardness. He seemed to be in deep thought.
"Yeah…I guess that you have to go. Well, bye Usagi, I'll call you" he replied as I began to open the heavy door of his jeep and stepped out
"Bye Seiya" I yelled back when closing his car door and flashing him a big smile before entering my house. Tony and Ronda were sent on vacation, so I would be all alone in there for the next week. Rei and Mina had insisted that I get some guards, but I declined strongly, having a right to my own freedom. Oh boy, I can't wait till Tony and Ronda, my fake parents, come back. They are going to have a blast hearing about my past 28 hours. Well, they would actually blame themselves for my suffering during this time, but I would get it through their head that it was not their fault. After all, everybody deserved a break sometime.
I opened the garage door to my two-story house and waved a last goodbye to Seiya as he pulled out of the driveway. Somehow I had a feeling that he would be calling me very soon. I do not exactly want to be dating a 25-year-old guy, no matter how successful or charming he was. But since he was Seiya Kou, the guy who is responsible for hunting me down, I could use this newly acquired friendship to my advantage. If this friendship did result to something more, I could always back down. But I think that I won't be so foolish as to do that. This was once in a lifetime opportunity! The more intimate our relationship became, the more advantage I had over him.
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Seiya drove down the road with a big smile on his face. It was usually not his style to be so crazy over a girl, especially not a high school senior. In fact, he did not show too much interest in women all together despite the numerous amount of interest they showed in him. But he was willing to make a big exception for Usagi. There was just something about her that made him want her so badly. He did not know what it was, but he did not like it too much. It gave her too much power over him and he had once promised himself that he would not allow any woman to own so much power over him. But he did not care anymore. He did not care about his promise or the fact that Usagi was only 17. All he cared about was when he would see her again.
'I can't wait to call her' thought Seiya. He knew that from now on Usagi will be on his mind 24/7.
A.N: Hi there everybody! Sorry for the slight delay! I was kind of held back by all the assignments and tests I had in school. I am also sorry to announce that I will not be updating La Morte throughout the month of June due to all the final exams that I have to write. Since it is almost the end of the school year, thank God, the teachers are dumping all this load of work on us on account of they are behind on their teaching schedule. This is so shity! But please don't start writing me hate mails because of this. I mean, at least I concluded this chapter instead of leaving it a cliff hanger, which is what DDRD suggested. (Sorry for not doing it S*). Wouldn't it drive you crazy if I did leave it at a cliff hanger and not update it for a month? And the cliff hanger that I had in mind was especially cruel. Anyway, if you still feel angry with this and want something to take your rage on, blame it on my stupid fucked up school who are too cheap to even afford grass and hot water. I'm surprised that they even have electricity running. Well, you can imagine how useless my school is! Anyway, while am I away and studying my ass off for all these pointless exams, I have only one request for you to do. REVIEW ME!!!!!!
"Hi there handsome, wanna go somewhere private?" I purred and licked my lips seductively. Thank God that Lita and Ami where sound asleep right now or they would never be able to forgive me for acting like a whore. Like I said, I may be Usagi Tsukino right now, but I still had the charms of Serena La Morte.
I know for sure that I had caught Jordan off guard as he looked totally stunned. The first thing that went thought his head was why such a decent girl like me would all of a sudden be acting this way. Then he immediately turned his look of shock into a smile of pleasure. Looks like he was falling for my trap.
"Now, why would a girl like you be wanting a guy like me?" he asked teasingly while sneaking a quick glance at my breasts that I had taken great care to show. I smiled at him sexily.
"Let's just say that who I am is all an act and right now I would like to show you the real me" I replied with a grin.
"Well then, Miss actress, I am eager to see the real you" stated Jordan with clear lust written in his eyes.
"Can we go somewhere private then?" I asked, not showing that I was horrified of denial. He looked around the large room once and took note that all the hostages were currently dozing or barely hanging on to conscience.
"Hey Rick, take my post would you!" he yelled across the booths to a young man that was currently in his 20's. The inexperienced rookie was one among the four that were currently keeping guard as the rest took their time off. The little lackey was eager to obey as he saw this as a chance to gain Jordan's favor. Jordan nodded once in approval and turned to face me.
"So then, Miss actress, follow me to paradise" he purred seductively as he led me to the back staff room of the restaurant. I followed reluctantly, growing more nervous with each step.
Finally we entered the small rectangular room through the heavy wooden doors that had a clear sign written "staff only". Of course, it didn't apply to Jordan as he was currently the most feared person in this whole building and he had killed half the staff already. When we entered, another one of his little lackeys was keeping guard through the only small window in the room, army gun loaded in his hands, ready to fire.
"You are dismissed Josh" commanded Jordan "and make sure that no one is to disturb me while I am in this room." The rookie quickly nodded his head and prepared to leave the room, eyeing me curiously as he made his exit. Now I was completely alone with Lance Jordan in this small little cell.
"So, precious, shall we start right away?" he asked as he began to unbutton his shirt, all too eager to begin.
"Um, is anyone outside close to this door?" I asked, not bothering to hide my nervousness.
"No one at all precious" he answered in an all too sweet voice as he took of his shirt to reveal bulging biceps that had several hideous scars.
"And no one will be able to hear us?" I asked again, trying to reassure our complete privacy.
"My, my, aren't we demanding" purred Jordan as he shook his head with amusement "no, precious, no one will be able to hear us no matter how loud you scream or moan" he answered boldly as he began to bull of his belt.
"Good!" I exclaimed with a malicious voice, earning a smile of lust from him. "I mean that this is good for me, not you!" I answered, earning a curious glance from him.
"Oh, and why is that?" he asked as he stopped unzipping his pants, focusing his attention on me.
"Because I really hate it when I get interrupted while killing" I answered simply with an evil grin that definitely stated I had other plans than to fuck around with that dirt bag. This wiped his smile of amusement completely off his face. So even the slow eventually catch up.
"And what makes you think that you are able to kill me, little girl?" he asked in a hard tone.
"Because I've killed trash like you before. I must say that I find it very amusing while watching them beg for their life, witch is what you are going to do" I answered with confidence clearly heard in my voice. This sent Jordan into rage.
"Why you little bitch, don't ever call me trash!" he yelled while quickly looking for his gun, which was on the floor with his clothes.
"Well, I see that we are in control of our anger" I replied sarcastically while rolling my eyes at his petty search of a weapon. Just as he was about to grab his gun, I quickly walked over and kicked it out of his reach. I moved with great agility, completely catching him off guard as his hand met the solid ground instead of the metal gun. I was standing right above his crouching figure and he slowly lifted his head to look at me with flaming eyes. I smiled back at him sweetly.
"Now Mr. Jordan, we can do this the easy way or the hard way" I stated. "The easy way would be you calling of this whole pathetic sherade of yours and come back with me to headquarters. The hard way would be you resist and I kill you right here and now. So which would you prefer?" He looked at me with surprise. Looks like he finally got the hint that I was more than just a little schoolgirl.
"Wh-who are you and what headquarter are you talking about?" he asked as he stood up to meet me face to face. Well, actually he was way taller than I was so he had to glance down at me. I smiled at his shock. This is going to be interesting.
"Why, the La Morte headquarter of course" I replied with a smile. He looked even more shocked, if possible, at this revelation.
"What!" he exclaimed with disbelieve "Who are you?!"
"Serena La Morte" I answered with a grin. His face went completely pale as he looked on at me with astonishment. Man, how much I would give to have my camera right now to capture the look on his face. This will totally make the highlight of my day.
"Wh-what!" he exclaimed with sheer horror.
"My, for someone who has been trying to gain my attention for the past 27 hours, you sure don't look to happy to see me" I proclaimed with superiority.
"But-but that's impossible!" he stuttered.
"I see that we are in a state of denial" I replied while taking out my gun that was fastened against my belt and hid under my long sweater. This action had definitely scared the shit out of him.
"But-but, you can't be her! She is the god dam leader of the whole Mafia gang! And-and your just a little school girl!" he yelled with panic clearly heard in his voice as he saw me point the gun straight at his head.
"Well then, Mr. Jordan. It's too bad that you don't believe that the La Morte leader herself has ended your miserable life" I stated with a cold voice as I prepared to pull the trigger.
"No! Wait! I believer you!" he quickly yelled with panic "Please, Miss La Morte, will you please give me another chance to prove my loyalty to you?!!" I looked at the pathetic trash begging for his miserable life and smiled mischievously.
"Well, let me think about it…." I pondered with amusement as I lowered my gun. He sighed with relief. This is just so amusing, but all amusements have to come to an end.
"No!" I replied flatly as raised the gun to his head and pulled the trigger. This sent a bullet speeding to his forehead. Right on the mark! The bullet pierced his skull and ended his life. He did not even have time to protest as he fell backwards and hit the floor with a loud thud. The look in his eyes of pure shock and his lifeless corpse told me that Lance Jordan was definitely dead.
"I do not give second chances" I said coldly to the dead corpse as I secured my gun on my belt and pulled my sweater over it. I heard yelling coming out from behind the door and quick footsteps. I quickly broke the small rectangular window with the nearest chair. Glass splattered everywhere on the floor.
Just as I shattered the glass, the door crashed open, revealing three of the dead corpse' lackeys. They looked at their former leader in pure shock and horror.
"Help! Someone broke the window and shot him!" I screamed as I indicated to the shattered glass of the window. They looked at me and saw the fake sincerity in my eyes. They had jumped to the only conclusion possible. The cops did this.
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Seiya heard the loud bang of a gunshot and shattering of glass. It came from the right corner of the building, where the city police was standing guard. The immediate thought that went through his head was someone shot the window and broke the glass. But after careful evaluation he realized that the glass shattered moments later than the gunshot. This definitely did not add up right.
"Hey, Seiya, did you hear that?" asked Yaten, who had just arrived in Tokyo five hours ago. Seiya grimly nodded. It appears as though a lot of others have heard it too as the crowd emerged into an excited chatter. The people who had loved ones in there looked nervous and horrified, but Seiya had a feeling that this was not the killing of another hostage. It sounded more like one of the holders themselves were killed because the killing of a hostage usually was followed by horrified screams in the building. No, this was definitely not the death of an innocent life.
"Go check it out Justin" commanded Seiya over the communicator to one of the FBI agents that he brought with him. The agent obeyed instantly as a moment later a tall muscular man in his mid 30's emerge from the police surrounding the front of the building. The agent moved to the side of the building with great agility, careful not to be detected by the criminals.
"Mr. Kou, it seems like an anonymous person has broken the side window of the back room and shot the leader" came Justin's voice over the communicator a moment later. This report pleased Seiya greatly. With the leader dead, all the others are easy to handle.
"Good, is he dead in the room by himself?" asked Seiya.
"No, four of his followers are with him and another hostage. It seems like the followers are having a hard time keeping the situation under control as the broken window allows the police and us direct contact to them quickly."
"Very good, we will move in right now while they are still unprepared" remarked Seiya with a confident smirk. He waved to Yaten, indicating him to go talk to the chief of Tokyo police to not interfering with this break in. After all, this was straight FBI business assigned by Vice President Sapphire Dusevic of United States himself. The CIA, to Conor's great reluctance, was not even allowed to be involved. This whole crime was on Seiya's turf. When Yaten came back and nodded his head to indicate that everything was clear, Seiya pressed the red button on his communicator. "All Units move in now!" he commanded. Immediately, all the ten highly trained FBI agents began to seclude themselves from the city police and quickly move to the front of the building with their guns in hand and ready to fire. Seiya and Yaten too began to run to the front of the building with great agility.
Seiya stopped just in front of the restaurant door and casually leaned on the wall beside it. He took a quick glance through the window and saw that no one was standing guard. This was just the opportunity he needed. Seiya nodded to Yaten and all the other agents close by him, indicating that they will break down the door and rush in on the count of three.
One…Two…Three!
The wooden door came crashing down and with the blink of an eye, Seiya, Yaten and all the others were in the dining room where the half-conscious hostages were kept. Yaten and half the agents quickly surrounded the resting serial killers while Seiya and the other half rushed into the back room. All the criminals were caught completely off guard. The resting group that consisted of five members did not even bother to fight back as the guns were pointed dead square in their faces. The criminals knew that the FBI would not hesitate to shoot them if they tried something funny.
The other four members in the back room tried to put up a decent fight but they were not as skilled and completely out numbered by the FBI. So after only a few initial gunfire exchanges, the war stopped as one of the members was shot with a bullet right in the heart. The other criminals saw their dead comrade and immediately stopped the struggle, as they saw no point in it but only suicide. The FBI agents quickly went to handcuff the criminals while Seiya stopped in front of the dead corpse of their former leader.
"Lance Jordan" Seiya murmured as he recognized the serial killer that was on the country's top wanted list. He regarded the body with disgust. He was certainly an insult to the clever La Morte organization. Seiya had no doubt that Jordan's mysterious killer was probably one of the top La Morte members. Seiya knew that they wanted him dead as soon as possible.
As the last of the criminals were lead out of the room by his agents, he suddenly noticed a tiny movement from the corner of his eyes. He squinted at the movement and noticed a horrified girl under a desk who was regarding him with both fright and curiosity.
'This must have been the hostage with Jordan before his death' thought Seiya 'What was that bastard going to do with this innocent girl? Knowing his sick mind, probably something not good at all' Seiya had a good idea as to what that not so pleasant thing was and smiled at the girl with sympathy.
'Thank God Jordan died before he could try anything on her' thought Seiya with relief. The girl slowly got out from under the table and made her way slowly towards Seiya. He could tell that she was pretty shaken up. Or so he thought.
"Hi-hi mi-mister, m-my name is U-Usagi" stuttered Usagi with a shaky voice and body as she extended her head for Seiya. Seiya politely shook it and smiled with warmth.
"Hi Usagi, nice to meet you. I'm Seiya Kou. All you alright?"
"Ye-yes, I'm fine" replied Usagi weakly.
"Are you sure?" asked Seiya doubtfully.
"Well…I am kind of shaken up and tired" admitted Usagi, earning an approving smile from Seiya.
"Would you like me to drive you home Usagi?" offered a concerned Seiya. Although this was not part of his job, Seiya could not help but to assist this innocent girl as best as he can. There was just something about her that drew him to her. He could not quite understand what it was. He assumed it was her naïve innocence.
"Well, my friends are outside and I think that they are still fast asleep" said Usagi with uncertainty.
"No problem" Seiya answered "they will be properly taken care of by the city police and there are about 18 ambulances waiting outside, ready to assist anyone who is hurt. So you don't have to worry a thing about them." Usagi nodded and smiled.
"Thank your Mr. Kou and yes I would like that ride please" said Usagi politely.
"You're welcome, and please call me Seiya. After all, I'm not that much older than you. I take it by the looks of you, you're a senior right?" Usagi nodded to Seiya's correct guess.
"Well then Usagi, shall we?" he asked with a gentleman like tone as he motioned to the door.
"But what about this body?" asked Usagi with confusion.
"That, my dear, will be taken care of by the FBI in just a minute" replied Seiya. Usagi accepted his answer and went out the door, hiding a smirk on her face. This was just getting to easy for her. She followed Seiya to his car, which was an expensive black jeep. He opened the door first for Usagi to get into the front passenger seat. Once she was settled, he quickly ran around to the driver's seat and got in. Then he started the engine and the car sped off from the crime scene, honking like crazy to get the curious crowd out of the way. Seiya did not care that he had to stay and take a thorough investigation of the evidence and criminals. It was his job as the head of the FBI and he almost never missed what his work required of him. After all, he was a workaholic. But today he just didn't feel like it. He felt like being with this new girl Usagi for some reason. This was definitely a first for Seiya. He reached the highway without glancing back. He knew that Yaten would cover for him.
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I slowly sighed with relief as I began to recognize the houses from my neighborhood. Finally, this whole ride will be over. Considering what I had been through for the last 28 hours, its not exactly easy sitting beside the person who is in charge of hunting you down while acting all innocent. But what can I do? Being the leader of a large crime organization was no picnic in the park, that's for sure.
"So Usagi, where do you go to school?" asked Seiya, eager to make conversation. I frowned at this pathetic attempt, but took great care in not showing it. Instead I smiled at him brightly.
"Juban High" I answered.
"Must be hard going to the last year of high school" Seiya pondered.
"No, not really. Why, did you find it hard when you were a senior?"
"Let's just say that I was one of the more challenged ones" Seiya replied with a sheepish grin. I giggled at the idea of Seiya Kou, the head of the FBI, being a brainless sleaze ball. No, definitely could not happen. I imagine his life in high school as the smart and popular athlete that every girl was after. He reminded me of Darien.
"No way, you struggling in anything is simply unbelievable. I mean, you are the youngest agent to ever become head of the FBI" I replied with disbelieve. Seiya cocked an eyebrow.
"How did you know that I was head of the FBI?" he asked with suspicion. I quickly let my eyes wander around inside the car for an answer. I most definitely should not have mentioned that! But then my eyes caught on to the nametag pinned on the front of his black leather jacket. Bingo!
"Because it said so on your name tag!" I replied with a grin, as if he had just asked the most stupid question in the world. That was way too close for my liking. I better make sure that something like that doesn't happen again.
"Oh!" Seiya cried with embarrassment, feeling stupid that he had not thought of the answer himself. He looked down on his nametag and smile at his own foolishness. It said:
SEIYA KOU
Head of the FBI investigation department
"Well Usagi, I might be the head of the FBI, but you sure made me look like a fool in such a short time" remarked Seiya with a playful grin "and I must mention that not many people had made me look stupid before." I grinned with satisfaction.
"Well, thank you Mr. Kou. I feel very proud of myself" I beamed him a huge smile. He seemed to blush as I saw a read tint in his cheeks when he quickly looked away from me and back onto the road.
"You should feel proud Usagi" he answered as he pulled into my driveway. Finally, this long tiresome journey was over. If I had know that it would take this long, I would have definitely said no. But oh well, at least it's over now.
"Well Seiya, this is my stop. Thanks so much for the ride. I really enjoyed it!" I lied through my teeth with a bright smile. He seemed to buy it as he quickly smiled back.
"Um… Usagi…Do you think that… I could have your phone number?" he asked nervously, scared of rejection. I smiled at his nervousness. This was getting more amusing by the minute. Too bad I had to leave before I could see his total reaction to my answer.
"Why of course Seiya, I would be honored if you call me" I said as I quickly squiggled my number down on a scratch of paper I found in my pocket. When I was done, I handed it to him and he blushed an even brighter shade of red. God, I love to watch when big shot guys begin to loose all their confidence and turn into a total nervous wreck. "Although, I do not usually give my phone number to guys" I added using a teasing voice. Then I caught myself just in time before this whole act could go any further. I scolded myself for flirting with him. What was I thinking? I was supposed to be the shy, innocent and nervous Usagi Tsukino, not the confident and sexy Serena La Morte.
But Seiya sure did not mind my flirting and sudden change of attitude. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it. Man, if I stay any longer with him, I would give myself away completely! I had to get away from him fast.
"Well then Seiya, I guess that I must be going" I spoke, breaking his initial shock at my forwardness. He seemed to be in deep thought.
"Yeah…I guess that you have to go. Well, bye Usagi, I'll call you" he replied as I began to open the heavy door of his jeep and stepped out
"Bye Seiya" I yelled back when closing his car door and flashing him a big smile before entering my house. Tony and Ronda were sent on vacation, so I would be all alone in there for the next week. Rei and Mina had insisted that I get some guards, but I declined strongly, having a right to my own freedom. Oh boy, I can't wait till Tony and Ronda, my fake parents, come back. They are going to have a blast hearing about my past 28 hours. Well, they would actually blame themselves for my suffering during this time, but I would get it through their head that it was not their fault. After all, everybody deserved a break sometime.
I opened the garage door to my two-story house and waved a last goodbye to Seiya as he pulled out of the driveway. Somehow I had a feeling that he would be calling me very soon. I do not exactly want to be dating a 25-year-old guy, no matter how successful or charming he was. But since he was Seiya Kou, the guy who is responsible for hunting me down, I could use this newly acquired friendship to my advantage. If this friendship did result to something more, I could always back down. But I think that I won't be so foolish as to do that. This was once in a lifetime opportunity! The more intimate our relationship became, the more advantage I had over him.
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Seiya drove down the road with a big smile on his face. It was usually not his style to be so crazy over a girl, especially not a high school senior. In fact, he did not show too much interest in women all together despite the numerous amount of interest they showed in him. But he was willing to make a big exception for Usagi. There was just something about her that made him want her so badly. He did not know what it was, but he did not like it too much. It gave her too much power over him and he had once promised himself that he would not allow any woman to own so much power over him. But he did not care anymore. He did not care about his promise or the fact that Usagi was only 17. All he cared about was when he would see her again.
'I can't wait to call her' thought Seiya. He knew that from now on Usagi will be on his mind 24/7.
A.N: Hi there everybody! Sorry for the slight delay! I was kind of held back by all the assignments and tests I had in school. I am also sorry to announce that I will not be updating La Morte throughout the month of June due to all the final exams that I have to write. Since it is almost the end of the school year, thank God, the teachers are dumping all this load of work on us on account of they are behind on their teaching schedule. This is so shity! But please don't start writing me hate mails because of this. I mean, at least I concluded this chapter instead of leaving it a cliff hanger, which is what DDRD suggested. (Sorry for not doing it S*). Wouldn't it drive you crazy if I did leave it at a cliff hanger and not update it for a month? And the cliff hanger that I had in mind was especially cruel. Anyway, if you still feel angry with this and want something to take your rage on, blame it on my stupid fucked up school who are too cheap to even afford grass and hot water. I'm surprised that they even have electricity running. Well, you can imagine how useless my school is! Anyway, while am I away and studying my ass off for all these pointless exams, I have only one request for you to do. REVIEW ME!!!!!!