Disclaimer: See chapter three for disclaimer.

A/N: "Hi guys. I hope you are well because this chapter is going to be a special one"

Vincent – "So you're going to…"

Kev - Slaps hand over Vincent's mouth "Don't tell them stupid!"

Vincent – "Sorry about that boss"

Kev – "Now to reply to the reviews"

J. Lucy-Daisuke – You know… I think that the only reason I even write these chapters any more is so I can have your opinion on them. Keep giving me those great reviews and I'll keep the story coming.

Chapter Five: Shuffling the Deck

"GET BACK HERE JIGEN!!!"

The gunman looked back over his shoulder as he ran to see Pops still chasing him and swinging those handcuffs around. "Sorry Pops," he replied, "I'm late for a previous engagement." With that he threw his empty bottle of scotch over his shoulder towards the officer.

While Zenigata was distracted Jigen ran around a corner and ducked into a ratty rundown bar. He waited until he heard the old Inspector run by before turning to the inside of the establishment. "Pain in the ass is more trouble than he's worth." Jigen seated himself at the counter and ordered a double shot of vodka.

He looked around the bar to find it was nearly empty. An inexperienced dancing girl was performing for the two or three other patrons. As he surveyed the dancer's poor skills he noticed a man dressed in a black suit-jacket. His hair was short and his face was clean-shaven. A black t-shirt could be seen under his jacket and he wore a pair of slacks, also black. His polished black shoes were propped up on the table as he slouched in his chair.

He pulled a metal pocket flask from his jacket and took a swig. Placing his flask back in his pocket he began to appraise Jigen. Black was back.

"You again," Jigen tensed up as he spoke. Black gave a crooked grin that stretched up past his hooked nose.

"Come now," Black said, "Is that any way to treat an old friend?"

"Friend my ass! What do you want?"

"I should be asking you that. I was here before you barged in." Black's slight Yorkshire accent was barely noticeable. He looked Jigen up and down before speaking again. "I honestly don't know what Gray sees in you and that pervert of a leader of yours."

"Say what?"

"Whatever. I never asked him about his past and I don't want to know it." He turned and resumed watching the dancer while sipping from his pocket flask.

Jigen downed his vodka, paid his bill, and left muttering profanities under his breath.

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Goemon had been sitting on the roof of a building adjacent to Gray's hideout. He was watching the windows of Gray's apartment. Not much happened during the day. They simply talked and ate. It wasn't until midday that Goemon noticed something odd. He saw White walk past the window and start to put away a projector screen. Gray had used the same stunt that Lupin himself had used during his visit to Rio.

The burly White put the screen away and then leaned out the window giving Goemon a knowing smile. The samurai stood to leave but stopped when he saw White step onto the rooftop of the other building. He began sprinting in the samurai's direction. Goemon watched as White leaped the gap between the buildings and land approximately five feet away.

The man's white-blond hair was cut in a bowl and parted in the front. He was dressed in a keen white business suit. Even his shoes were polished white. His face was unreadable as were his green eyes. The face itself was rather unremarkable.

No words were needed as the two silent men faced off. Goemon's hand inched to the handle of Zantetsu. Seconds later a bullet grazed his cheek. White was holding a smoking gun and waving a finger at the samurai.

"Tsk, I thought we could have a polite conversation." He shook his head sadly. "But it seems that all you want to do is fight." He shrugged. "Pity I don't have time for a duel," he looked at a silver watch on his left wrist, "I simply must be going." He began to run and jumped the gap to the next building over. Goemon raced after him.

For being as large as he was White was quite fast. Goemon could just barely keep up. The swordsman finally cornered the blond man at the building over looking the intersection. He drew Zantetsu and slowly advanced on the gunman.

"I told you already," White admonished facing the samurai, "I don't have time to play with you." He then took a step backwards and fell off of the rooftop.

Goemon rushed to the edge and peered down to the street only to find that White had vanished.

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Fujiko sat in a café. She was sipping at an espresso and thinking over her life goals. The café was a beautiful. It was an outdoor place and the stone tables and benches were beautifully carved. She wondered if it would be so bad if she did settle down with Lupin. Her happy thoughts of marriage didn't last long however.

She looked up as a woman walked into the café area. The woman had long red hair and she wore a deep red leisure suit. The woman's brown eyes were fixed on Fujiko and her stride was purposeful. Fujiko's thoughts darkened as Red walked in her direction. Red sat across the table from her and held out a hand.

"I'd like to call a truce for about an hour." Fujiko eyed the hand suspiciously.

"Why?"

"Because I need your advice on something." She had a sincere and troubled look in her eyes.

"Fine," Fujiko said taking the hand, "What do you need to talk about?"

Red laced her fingers together, placed her elbows on the table, and rested her chin on her hands. "I need to know how you got Lupin to love you." Fujiko was a little taken aback by the question.

"How did I get Lupin to love me? I honestly don't know. From the day I met him he kept telling me he loved me. Why do you need to know?"

"I'm in love with Gray," she gave a depressed sigh, "And I can't figure out how to make him forget that stupid inspector from Interpol. I've been in love with him since the day I met him."

"Why does he like that detective?"

"I don't know. No matter how hard I try I just can't get him to love me."

A/N: "Today was just a little look at the other characters."

Vincent – Tries to lift Cid's axe and use it

Kev – "Be careful with that…"

Vincent – "Whaaaaa!" Falls over backwards from the weight

Kev – "I told you to be careful. Ciao everyone!"