Author's Notes.....Well, 2nd chapter. I'd like to thank all the reviewers, especially panatlantic, Megamie and Pan-chan!!!
Now, i'm trying not to use too much WK in this but, for you to understand, once again, 4 assassins - Eldest, Kudou Yoji, codename Balinese, 2nd Eldest Fujimaya Aya, codename Abyssinian( he's the red head),2nd youngest Hidaka Ken codename Siberian, and youngest Tsukiyono Omi, codename Bombay.
And I'm sorry this is short, but who am I to turn down a cookie!!! ^_^
Redemption ...pt 2
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"Siamese." Tohma turned from the printed reports to see the man who'd spoken. "Abyssinian." Tohma greeted, tilting his head slightly. The red head glared at the blonde his fist clenched before throwing a paper at the blonde, "read that." Tohma caught the paper and and folded it to read the headline splashed across the news,
NG Records once again under seige
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"What?" Tohma mumbled, turning his chair and beginning to read the article again. "The note writer is back." Abyssinian spoke, already knowing what Tohma would want to know. "It's not reported in there, but a note was left, signed by Siamese. NG head office was ransacked last night, and lead singer Ryuichi Sakuma was found unconscious." Tohma frowned, biting his lip before replying, "No, I knocked Ryuichi out. I was in the office. It wasn't ransacked, and there was no note, signed by me or otherwise." A folder landed on the blonde's lap and he looked at it, not sure. "That's the police reports, and agent K's report. It's all there. Call us if you need help." The red head nodded once and turned back, heading out the way he'd come. "Abyssinian, thankyou." Abyssinian stopped a moment, not turning, before he bowed his head once and continued on.
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A coffee cup flew into the wall and Shuichi winced as the door to the study was yanked open and Yuki strode out, anger clearly written on his face. "You are not going to work today." he snarled, yanking up the phone and stabbing the keys quickly. Shuichi's mouth dropped open and he began to protest when a paper was thrown into his face. He read the paper silently, dropping it to the floor once he was done with it and quietly left the room, locking himself in the bedroom as Yuki's call was connected. Muffled conversation reached his ears before Yuki hung up, gathered his coat and keys and slammed the front door behind him as he went out. Shuichi reached for the pillow and hugged it close to his body, tears beginning their trail down his face.
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K reread the note, his eyes narrowing in thought. What exactly did this Siamese want? "What happened?" a voice growled and K turned to find none other than Yuki Eiri glaring at him, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. K wordlessly handed over the facsimile of the original note and watched at Yuki growled at it before crushing it in his hands, growling the name "siamese" under his breath.
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"I'm still here, Siamese." Tohma closed his eyes and rubbed a hand over them, rereading the note. They were wrong, they weren't signed Siamese, they were written to Siamese. Tohma had no doubt he was supposed to find the note during the mission, but, because of Ryuichi's interruption, he'd missed it. "Not again".
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"Siamese, he was here wasn't he?" Yuki asked from his position against the wall as K opened the door to Tohma's old office, clearly displaying the desk, computer and various paperwork strewn around the room. "We think so. I saw him at the window, Ryuichi must have disturbed him and he knocked him out and ran. The mess wasn't made until later though. He must have come back to do it. Ryuichi doesn't remember much. He was knocked out from behind, so he didn't get to see." Yuki growled again and lit another cigarette. "What does it take to get a damn break here?"
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"Why come back and ransack the office? it doesn't make sense." Tohma bit his bottom lip in thought, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the floor. Around him sat the four assasins of Kritikers best team, Weiss Kreuz. "No, it doesn't" agreed Tohma, " I had taken all the information earlier, if the note writer left me a note, he'd know that."
"But if you weren't the one on the mission, he'd have to have some way to make sure you knew it was for you, even if no one else put it together. I don't think he was expecting you yourself there. It's more likely these missions go to an actual hacker rather than a field agent." Tohma's eyes flicked to the youngest agent and narrowed his eyes, "Why wouldn't it go directly to me?"
"You were only just cleared for active duty, kritiker is more likely to put someone else on rather than risking a new agent."
"It could have been a blind." a new voice spoke up and both Tohma and Bombay turned to the new speaker. Balinese lay back against the couch in a graceless sprawl, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. " The note writer could have already been in, got your information, left the note and left, and came back after you'd been to both confuse the authorities, make it look like you botched the mission, and to let you know, they're still here. At least, that's what it looks like to me."
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"So, they could have my information too?" Tohma asked, slight anger in his voice. Balinese shrugged and flicked the cigarette, the ash fluttering softly into the ashtry provided, "Possibly."
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"Siamese, you are a fool." a small chuckle as fingers clacked against the keys of the computer, searching the diskette he'd retrieved, "You really are a fool."
Now, i'm trying not to use too much WK in this but, for you to understand, once again, 4 assassins - Eldest, Kudou Yoji, codename Balinese, 2nd Eldest Fujimaya Aya, codename Abyssinian( he's the red head),2nd youngest Hidaka Ken codename Siberian, and youngest Tsukiyono Omi, codename Bombay.
And I'm sorry this is short, but who am I to turn down a cookie!!! ^_^
Redemption ...pt 2
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"Siamese." Tohma turned from the printed reports to see the man who'd spoken. "Abyssinian." Tohma greeted, tilting his head slightly. The red head glared at the blonde his fist clenched before throwing a paper at the blonde, "read that." Tohma caught the paper and and folded it to read the headline splashed across the news,
NG Records once again under seige
..............................
"What?" Tohma mumbled, turning his chair and beginning to read the article again. "The note writer is back." Abyssinian spoke, already knowing what Tohma would want to know. "It's not reported in there, but a note was left, signed by Siamese. NG head office was ransacked last night, and lead singer Ryuichi Sakuma was found unconscious." Tohma frowned, biting his lip before replying, "No, I knocked Ryuichi out. I was in the office. It wasn't ransacked, and there was no note, signed by me or otherwise." A folder landed on the blonde's lap and he looked at it, not sure. "That's the police reports, and agent K's report. It's all there. Call us if you need help." The red head nodded once and turned back, heading out the way he'd come. "Abyssinian, thankyou." Abyssinian stopped a moment, not turning, before he bowed his head once and continued on.
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A coffee cup flew into the wall and Shuichi winced as the door to the study was yanked open and Yuki strode out, anger clearly written on his face. "You are not going to work today." he snarled, yanking up the phone and stabbing the keys quickly. Shuichi's mouth dropped open and he began to protest when a paper was thrown into his face. He read the paper silently, dropping it to the floor once he was done with it and quietly left the room, locking himself in the bedroom as Yuki's call was connected. Muffled conversation reached his ears before Yuki hung up, gathered his coat and keys and slammed the front door behind him as he went out. Shuichi reached for the pillow and hugged it close to his body, tears beginning their trail down his face.
.................................
K reread the note, his eyes narrowing in thought. What exactly did this Siamese want? "What happened?" a voice growled and K turned to find none other than Yuki Eiri glaring at him, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. K wordlessly handed over the facsimile of the original note and watched at Yuki growled at it before crushing it in his hands, growling the name "siamese" under his breath.
.................................
"I'm still here, Siamese." Tohma closed his eyes and rubbed a hand over them, rereading the note. They were wrong, they weren't signed Siamese, they were written to Siamese. Tohma had no doubt he was supposed to find the note during the mission, but, because of Ryuichi's interruption, he'd missed it. "Not again".
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"Siamese, he was here wasn't he?" Yuki asked from his position against the wall as K opened the door to Tohma's old office, clearly displaying the desk, computer and various paperwork strewn around the room. "We think so. I saw him at the window, Ryuichi must have disturbed him and he knocked him out and ran. The mess wasn't made until later though. He must have come back to do it. Ryuichi doesn't remember much. He was knocked out from behind, so he didn't get to see." Yuki growled again and lit another cigarette. "What does it take to get a damn break here?"
............................
"Why come back and ransack the office? it doesn't make sense." Tohma bit his bottom lip in thought, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the floor. Around him sat the four assasins of Kritikers best team, Weiss Kreuz. "No, it doesn't" agreed Tohma, " I had taken all the information earlier, if the note writer left me a note, he'd know that."
"But if you weren't the one on the mission, he'd have to have some way to make sure you knew it was for you, even if no one else put it together. I don't think he was expecting you yourself there. It's more likely these missions go to an actual hacker rather than a field agent." Tohma's eyes flicked to the youngest agent and narrowed his eyes, "Why wouldn't it go directly to me?"
"You were only just cleared for active duty, kritiker is more likely to put someone else on rather than risking a new agent."
"It could have been a blind." a new voice spoke up and both Tohma and Bombay turned to the new speaker. Balinese lay back against the couch in a graceless sprawl, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. " The note writer could have already been in, got your information, left the note and left, and came back after you'd been to both confuse the authorities, make it look like you botched the mission, and to let you know, they're still here. At least, that's what it looks like to me."
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"So, they could have my information too?" Tohma asked, slight anger in his voice. Balinese shrugged and flicked the cigarette, the ash fluttering softly into the ashtry provided, "Possibly."
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"Siamese, you are a fool." a small chuckle as fingers clacked against the keys of the computer, searching the diskette he'd retrieved, "You really are a fool."