Ninjas, Mercenaries, and a Solitary Soldier
Chapter 8: Awkward Moments
Thank goodness my instincts took over. Hot chick or not, she's a potential threat. I quickly raised my pistol with both hands and pointed it at her. "Hyouketsu (Freeze)!" I yelled. I took a step forward, feeling good. My professionalism was restored, somewhat. All the dirty thoughts that I had previously were shoved back deep into my mind for later use. I had all the advantage over her. She was naked, and appeared to be very vulnerable. Well, a naked man is an unarmed man, but in this case, it's a naked chick.
She covered her breasts first before complying. She looked at me with scared eyes. "Ho-rudoappu (Hands up)! Do it!" I followed up. She looked at me with her eyes wide open, as if to say "Are you fucking nuts?" I then realized the stupidity of my command, so I nullified it. "Never mind that. Just don't make any sudden moves, or else."
About a minute passed, and I was still thinking about what I should do next, when she broke the silence. "Dochirasama (Who are you)?" She asked.
"Ooi (Hey)! I'm the one in charge here, so I'm supposed to be asking the questions!" I replied. Just to emphasize my point, I re-aimed my weapon, producing a clicking sound.
"Well?" She said.
"Well what?" I replied. This was not going well.
"Aren't you going to ask me anything?"
"Komaka (Fine). Who are you? And what are you doing here?" I finally asked. I didn't get the answers, though.
"I asked a question first. It might be polite to answer mine first." She said. Who the hell does she think she is? I'm the man with the gun here.
I decided to comply, anyway. It might open her up a little bit more. "I'm a rurousha (nomad). I travel all over the world." Well, the more vague, the better.
"Nesupa (Really)? What are you doing with that thing on your hands?" She said, staring at the barrel of my Beretta.
"Oh, this? I hunt animals to survive with this," I said. The look on her face said it all. She wasn't buying my story.
"I don't think you are familiar with the rules of Japan," She said. "Firearms are forbidden." She got me there.
"Let's just say that I'm allowed to have them. It makes hunting much easier, right?" Shit. I should have come up with a much convincing story before my mission started.
"Well, if you say so." She then rolled her eyes. She's probably thinking that I'm full of shit right now.
"I've said my piece, how about you? Do you want me to repeat my questions?" I said with a commanding voice.
"You don't have to. I'm a rurousha (nomad) too. I don't have a home anymore. I'm cursed and stuck in these forests. I've been traveling here for quite some time," She said. Way to go. She copied my lead by being vague herself.
"Interesting. Are you a ninja, by any chance?" I asked. She frowned at me, but didn't say anything. I did not know if the look on her face meant a yes or a no.
She finally replied, but she dodged my question by pummeling me with more of her own. "Why are you really here? Why are you pointing your weapon at me? I didn't do anything to you. Unless, were you trying to steal my meager possessions?"
"I'm not a kusemono (thief)," I said. Well, taking stuff from dead bodies isn't stealing, in my opinion. Besides, I only wanted my backpack back. "I only want one thing from you." This last sentence somehow didn't come out right.
She then had a look of horror on her face. I knew it. Everything I say these days just sounds dirty. "Not what you think! I only want…" I stopped midway through because she started moving backwards. "…hey! I said don't…"
SPLASH!
That was a dumb move on my part. I was about to reassert my position by moving one step closer to her, when my right foot went too far, and touched the water instead. I wasn't looking, so I was expecting solid ground. I promptly lost my balance, and fell into the water. "How embarrassing…" I thought. I started pulling myself together, but the girl took advantage of my blunder.
She charged towards me, and gave me a sucker punch to the chest. "Oofff," I blurted out, not expecting the blow. That sure knocked the wind out of me. She then jumped towards me, and her legs grabbed my neck. It would have been a dream come true with a naked girl wrestling me while submerged in water, but it's all fun and games till someone gets hurt. Right now, I'm the one hurting.
She then used her weight to push me back deep into the water. She was light, and I could probably have carried her easily, but I was off-balanced, so gimme a break.
I was now struggling with her, and the air was rapidly leaving my body, with none coming back. I didn't panic because doing so would have caused me to drown easily. I just held my breath instead, and grappled with her. I was able to remove her legs from my neck, but she was still on top of me, her slim, but strong hands pushing my head as hard as she could to try and keep me submerged. I struck back, and hit whatever part of her body. I did it again, and she finally stopped struggling with me. I heard her leave the water, but I was still disoriented by her attack and lack of air. I emerged from the water and took deep breaths rapidly. I turned my head, and saw her fumbling her things, dressing up as quickly as she could. I was about to go after her, when I remembered something.
"My Beretta!" I thought. I dropped it in the water, probably during the struggle, or when I fell, but who cares? I looked around, and found it nearby. I fished the handgun out of the water, and then pointed it at the spot where she was dressing up, but she wasn't there anymore. And neither was my backpack.
"Just my luck," I said out loud. "This interrogation…is over. And I didn't even find out her name."
End of Chapter 8
