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Bullet in the Dark
Chapter 11: Kiss-Away Consciousness
Author's Note:
You guys were all happy about the chapter title, huh? HEHE! I loved writing this chapter! It is the BEST! Fluff for all, especially for me! *grin* Hope you guys like it!
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He quickly arrived at the tall building. Climbing into the elevator, he wondered what they wanted.
Another kill?
No… Usually they would just wait for him to come in.
Something was urgent, and he knew it.
The elevator chimed as he arrived on the correct floor.
"009," a voice from the shadows uttered, acknowledging his presence.
"Yes sir."
"We have a different mission for you."
He remained passive, eyes wiped of emotions, as a true assassin's eyes should be.
"The girl you are watching… She is engaged." The voice paused, as if trying to gauge any emotion from the killer.
None was given.
"Her fiancé is Scarl Kugaikotsu, the former leader of the Black Ghost organization. Lately, he has been plotting to regain control. His plan was to marry Miss Arnoul, as her father is extremely wealthy."
The next part was unspoken, but understood; he was ordered to kill her so the link was severed.
"This cannot happen, do you understand, 009?"
He nodded, his mind swimming, drowning, in a million thoughts.
"Your mission is to make sure the girl falls in love with you."
He couldn't help it; surprise filled his entire being, and he looked up suddenly.
What were they thinking?
He could see the logic, for if the girl were in love with him, then even if Kugaikotsu got her back, she would not marry him.
"Do you understand, 009?"
"Yes sir."
"You are dismissed."
He left, eyes averted to the ground once more.
What did this have to do with anything? How would it change anything at all?
He couldn't understand.
He didn't think he ever would.
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Françoise wondered what her family thought about her disappearance.
She knew she could easily find out by turning on the TV, but she didn't.
Would her heart be changed if she saw her mother crying over her, thinking she was dead?
She shook her head, confused.
She heard footsteps coming up the hall, outside the door.
It opened to revel her mystery: Joe.
"Hello…"
He looked up at her face in surprise, as if he wasn't expecting her.
They looked different to her, his eyes.
Usually, he was so sure and confident. What happened?
She could see swirls of confusion and something else.
Not even saying a word, he brushed against her and walked to the balcony.
What was she supposed to do?
Stand and do nothing, or go to him?
Finally, her pride won her over; if he didn't want to talk to her, why should she go to him and beg for conversation?
She slowly walked to her room, quiet and calm.
Thus, she flopped onto her bed and stared up at the ceiling, thinking to herself.
Mystery…
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She must have fallen asleep, because when she opened her eyes, it was already dark outside.
Françoise went into the living room, eyes roaming, looking for the man that had changed her life so much.
No one was there.
Suddenly, a knock on the door was heard, along with several loud and drunken laughs.
She didn't know what to do, instead froze. Terror filled her body.
Without waiting for the door to be opened, the doorknob turned.
In staggered 3 men.
"Hey 009!" one of them called. He had red hair, slicked back in a Mohawk, and black eyes. He clutched a bottle of beer. "Night Wolf! Where the hell are-"
Another man interrupted him, just as drunk, with a grace of an actor. "Shut up, 002! Can't you see we're in the presence of a lady?"
The other man, with silver hair and liquid blue eyes, noticed and studied her. He seemed to be much more sober than his companions. "Miss, where's 009?"
"I-I don't know…"
"That's okay! We can drink here anyway! I'm 007, by the way!"
The man with red hair shrugged. "I'm 002, but who gives?"
"And I'm 004."
"Why are you all referred as numbers?" Françoise stuttered out.
"We're business men, and-"
"Don't lie to the girl! We're assassins, not as good as 009, but damn close! The numbers are what out superiors call us!" 002 said, loud and boisterous.
"Where's 009?"
"I don't know…"
"Well, since he's not here to be pissy, why don't you have a drink with us?"
"I'm not s-suppose to-"
"Oh come on! It's nothing! A beer won't kill you!"
She looked around, not knowing what to do. Although uncertain, she took the beer.
If she only knew what trouble it would cost her.
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He opened the door to his condo, to find some of his 'friends' and the girl.
By the looks of it, she was drunk, or pretty close.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, voice cold as ice.
The three men looked up at him.
"Hey 009!" 005 said. "Come on, join us?"
His eyes narrowed.
"What do you think you're doing?" he repeated, glaring.
"Just having a little fun! Chill out!"
"Get out." His voice was steely, more serious and dangerous than if he had yelled the words out.
The three men knew him better than to protest. They quickly got up, beer bottles in hand, and walked out.
As soon as the door closed, he walked to the girl.
Her head lolled and she protested when he grabbed the beer out of her hands.
"Hey! Give me that!" her voice was slurred.
Obviously, she was not used to drinking.
He didn't know what to do other than to carry her, bridal style, into her room.
She highly objected to being carried, waving around her arms weakly.
He laid her onto the bed, watching her form. Her eyes were already closed, and he turned to go.
Unexpectedly, she grabbed him arm with a surprising force.
"Don't leave me…" she whimpered, a few tears running down her face.
'I won't.' "I'll be right back, Françoise."
"Please come back."
He left the bedroom and walked into the bathroom.
Opening a cabinet, he grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills, and poured one out.
He slid back into the bedroom and tried to press the pill into her mouth. She rolled around and would not let him.
'She's already asleep.' He tried to convince himself that she would remember, and did.
He put the pill into his mouth, and bent over to her face.
Her lips opened for him instantly, as if they were made to do so.
He let himself enjoy it for a moment, then pushed the pill into her mouth using his tongue.
She would never remember, but he would.
And how it would haunt him…
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Complete! The kiss wasn't what I truly wanted it to be like, but after reading it over for about six times, I decided it was the best I could do for now. Hope you enjoyed it and please leave a nice review for the author!
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