*Grins Giddily* Thank you for all your reviews! lol I'm so glad y'all like this little ficcie. Anyways, just thought y'all might be interested to know that I got the inspiration for this fic from the music video for No Doubt's song Hella Good. ^_^
Cant see the connection between this story and Hella Good? Wait till the end. ~_^
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Devils and Angels
Chapter 2
Lieutenant Himura and Detective Seta walked into the Montery Police Department. They had no luck with the foster parents: They weren't home, so Kenshin left his card on the door.
"Lieutenant! Detective!" Officer Kamatari Honjo came running up to them, an envelope in his hand. "This came in the mail today, addressed to both of you."
Kenshin took the envelope-no return address, he noted, and postmarked early that morning- and opened it. Inside was another single typewritten slip of paper.
'She will die on Thursday. You need to start working harder, my friends.'
"Today is Monday. We have less than three days." Kenshin mumbled as he stuffed the paper back into the envelope.
"Did you ever contact that computer expert?"
Kenshin nodded. "She said she would give me a call when the results came in. Let me go check my messages, see if she called."
***
When Kenshin walked back out of his office hours later, Soujiro was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer screen, tapping a pen nervously. Kenshin had a feeling that, had he looked behind the desk, he would be tapping his foot, too.
"Has anyone ever told you you're neurotic?"
Soujiro nodded. "Yes. My Yumi. She says it a lot. What about the pictures?"
"No matches."
Soujiro shook his head. "Damn."
Kenshin glanced at his watch. It was late. There was nothing more they could do tonight. Kenshin sighed. "Soujiro, go home. There's nothing more we can do tonight. Get a good night's sleep, get your mind off of this. Maybe it would help us think better tomorrow."
Soujiro looked up, slightly surprised. But his lieutenant was right.
All he did was nod in response.
***
Kenshin stumbled in the door to his home. There were wonderful smells emanating from the kitchen, and as he walked in that direction, he could see his two children at the table, eating. Megumi was running around, as usual, trying to get ready for work after she had fixed dinner.
Kenshin walked over to the stove: Megumi was putting a baking dish in the fridge.
"It smells good." Kenshin said.
"Everything is on the stove, breakfast is in the fridge." She said quickly as she shut the refrigerator door and hurried past Kenshin.
"Thank you."
Megumi stopped and turned around. It wasn't every day her husband told her 'Thank you' for fixing dinner.
"Your welcome."
Kenshin smiled as Megumi hurried into the bedroom, trying to find her shoes. He glanced over to the table, where his nine-year-old son Kenji and sixteen-year-old daughter Misao sat eating dinner, both blissfully unaware of their surroundings. Misao had headphones on, attached to a portable CD player, the CD inside was blaring so loud Kenshin could hear the music from where he was standing; Kenji was trying to scarf down the food while playing a hand-held video game.
"I probably wont be back till late." Megumi said as she pulled a coat on and grabbed her purse. Late meant around eight in the morning. Kenshin sighed.
"Alright."
With not an 'I love you', or even a 'Goodbye', she rushed out the door.
***
Soujiro walked into his apartment to be greeted by the sight of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen stretched out on the couch, wrapped loosely in a robe (and nothing else), watching TV.
She looked up and smiled when he came in. "You're home earlier than I expected. Have you had dinner?"
He shook his head as he took off his coat and boots and shuffled over to the couch.
"Would you like me to fix you some?"
He smiled. "No, it's alright, I'm not very hungry. But thank you."
Yumi sat up as Soujiro sat down. Doing so made one side of the robe slip down off of her shoulder, revealing part of her breast. Soujiro smiled and blushed as Yumi wrapped her arms around him and began nibbling his ear.
"So how is the case going?" She asked between nibbles.
"We hit a dead end. Again."
"Aww...I'm sorry baby." She scooted closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Maybe getting his mind of the case would be best, after all.
***
"It's nine-thirty." Yumi whispered into Soujiro's ear in a singsong voice.
Soujiro's eyes flew open as he jumped up and looked at the clock. He sighed, flopped back down on the bed and glared at the grinning Yumi. It was only five thirty.
"I wish you would stop doing that."
She giggled and snuggled up closer to him. "It's the only way I can wake you up."
"Mmm." He didn't really mind it all that much, considering that the reason she did it was because she wanted to 'Cuddle'...and maybe a little something extra.
"When do you have to be at work?" She asked.
"Nine."
She grinned and kissed him. "That gives us three hours."
***
"You're smiling like the cat who swallowed the canary. What were you up to last night?"
Kenshin asked when Soujiro walked into the station the next morning.
Soujiro cleared his throat and tried his best to stop smiling. "Um...nothing."
This resulted in only making him smile broader and chuckle to himself. Kenshin rolled his eyes.
"Well, the parents called. They had been away on vacation, just got home last night. I'm going down to interview them, are you coming?"
Soujiro gulped down an entire cup of coffee, then nodded. "Yup. Coming."
***
The house stood at the end of the street, right by the bay. It was medium-sized, with a small front yard. The sides needed repainting, and it was obvious the 'Lawn' had not been tended to for quite some time.
Kenshin and Soujiro cautiously walked up the dilapidated steps and knocked on the front door.
All was silent. Somewhere off in the distance, a dog barked.
"This is creepy." Soujiro muttered. In his mind, Kenshin agreed, but did not say anything.
Kenshin knocked again.
They waited.
"Well, I guess they aren't home." Kenshin said.
Soujiro sighed in relief. They turned and had begun to walk away then they heard some noise behind them, and turned back around just in time to see the door slowly open.
Kenshin took a deep breath for courage and cleared his throat as he walked back to the door where an unusual looking man with white hair and sunglasses was standing.
"Enishi Yukishiro?"
The man nodded.
Kenshin took out his badge. "I'm Lieutenant Himura, this is my partner, Detective Seta."
Enishi reached out and took the badge, studying it closely for a moment, then looked up at Soujiro.
"Let's see yours." He said.
Soujiro began rooting around in his pockets, and finally found his badge. Enishi took it and compared the two.
All was silent.
Finally Enishi was apparently satisfied, and handed the badges back to the two men.
"What do you want?"
"Uh, we would like to ask you a few questions..." Kenshin answered.
"What about?"
"Kaoru Kamiya. She was a foster child you and your wife cared for a few years back..."
"I know who she is. What do you want to know?"
"Um, well, may we come in?"
"No."
Kenshin sighed. "Alright. Is your wife home?"
"Tomoe is dead."
"Oh...I'm...I'm sorry to hear that. But a woman called me..."
"A friend." Enishi answered all too quickly.
The woman on his message machine identified herself as Tomoe. Kenshin hesitated. "The house could use some new paint, don't you think?"
"We've been gone for the past six years."
"We?"
"A friend and I."
Soujiro rolled his eyes. This was very strange. "I see." Said Kenshin. "May I ask, when did Tomoe die?"
"None of your business. Are we done here lieutenant?"
Kenshin thought for a moment. So much for asking him questions about Kaoru. Even if he did ask, he couldn't trust the man's answers after what he had said about Tomoe.
"Yes. Were done here."
Kenshin and Soujiro turned and headed back to the car. "There's something strange going on here." Soujiro said quietly and glanced back over his shoulder at the man who was still leaning by the closed door, watching them leave.
Kenshin nodded but didn't say anything as he got into the car. Soujiro did the same.
"Were going to run both Tomoe and Enishi Yukishiro through the system, see what pops up." Kenshin said as they drove back to the precinct.
Soujiro nodded.
"The woman who called me back identified herself as Tomoe. Someone there is lying."
Soujiro looked at the lieutenant, then back out his window. "I sure would have liked to have seen inside that house."
"Same here." Kenshin thought about it some more. "The woman who called also said that they had been away on vacation. This man just said they had been gone for the past six years. No one goes on vacation for six years."
"Six years ago is also when Kaoru disappeared." Soujiro quipped.
Kenshin shook his head. "There has got to be a connection."
Soujiro nodded. "We just have to find it."
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You like the silence with the dog barking off in the distance? lol I got it off of a Far Side calendar. lol ~_^
I've never understood why Yumi loves Shishio when she has Soujiro right in front of her. Why on earth would she be interested in that shriveled up old mummy? I just want to grab her by her shoulders and shake her, while asking "WHY?????" (Okay, okay, that's more like screaming than asking.)
Cant see the connection between this story and Hella Good? Wait till the end. ~_^
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Devils and Angels
Chapter 2
Lieutenant Himura and Detective Seta walked into the Montery Police Department. They had no luck with the foster parents: They weren't home, so Kenshin left his card on the door.
"Lieutenant! Detective!" Officer Kamatari Honjo came running up to them, an envelope in his hand. "This came in the mail today, addressed to both of you."
Kenshin took the envelope-no return address, he noted, and postmarked early that morning- and opened it. Inside was another single typewritten slip of paper.
'She will die on Thursday. You need to start working harder, my friends.'
"Today is Monday. We have less than three days." Kenshin mumbled as he stuffed the paper back into the envelope.
"Did you ever contact that computer expert?"
Kenshin nodded. "She said she would give me a call when the results came in. Let me go check my messages, see if she called."
***
When Kenshin walked back out of his office hours later, Soujiro was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer screen, tapping a pen nervously. Kenshin had a feeling that, had he looked behind the desk, he would be tapping his foot, too.
"Has anyone ever told you you're neurotic?"
Soujiro nodded. "Yes. My Yumi. She says it a lot. What about the pictures?"
"No matches."
Soujiro shook his head. "Damn."
Kenshin glanced at his watch. It was late. There was nothing more they could do tonight. Kenshin sighed. "Soujiro, go home. There's nothing more we can do tonight. Get a good night's sleep, get your mind off of this. Maybe it would help us think better tomorrow."
Soujiro looked up, slightly surprised. But his lieutenant was right.
All he did was nod in response.
***
Kenshin stumbled in the door to his home. There were wonderful smells emanating from the kitchen, and as he walked in that direction, he could see his two children at the table, eating. Megumi was running around, as usual, trying to get ready for work after she had fixed dinner.
Kenshin walked over to the stove: Megumi was putting a baking dish in the fridge.
"It smells good." Kenshin said.
"Everything is on the stove, breakfast is in the fridge." She said quickly as she shut the refrigerator door and hurried past Kenshin.
"Thank you."
Megumi stopped and turned around. It wasn't every day her husband told her 'Thank you' for fixing dinner.
"Your welcome."
Kenshin smiled as Megumi hurried into the bedroom, trying to find her shoes. He glanced over to the table, where his nine-year-old son Kenji and sixteen-year-old daughter Misao sat eating dinner, both blissfully unaware of their surroundings. Misao had headphones on, attached to a portable CD player, the CD inside was blaring so loud Kenshin could hear the music from where he was standing; Kenji was trying to scarf down the food while playing a hand-held video game.
"I probably wont be back till late." Megumi said as she pulled a coat on and grabbed her purse. Late meant around eight in the morning. Kenshin sighed.
"Alright."
With not an 'I love you', or even a 'Goodbye', she rushed out the door.
***
Soujiro walked into his apartment to be greeted by the sight of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen stretched out on the couch, wrapped loosely in a robe (and nothing else), watching TV.
She looked up and smiled when he came in. "You're home earlier than I expected. Have you had dinner?"
He shook his head as he took off his coat and boots and shuffled over to the couch.
"Would you like me to fix you some?"
He smiled. "No, it's alright, I'm not very hungry. But thank you."
Yumi sat up as Soujiro sat down. Doing so made one side of the robe slip down off of her shoulder, revealing part of her breast. Soujiro smiled and blushed as Yumi wrapped her arms around him and began nibbling his ear.
"So how is the case going?" She asked between nibbles.
"We hit a dead end. Again."
"Aww...I'm sorry baby." She scooted closer to him and he wrapped his arms around her waist.
Maybe getting his mind of the case would be best, after all.
***
"It's nine-thirty." Yumi whispered into Soujiro's ear in a singsong voice.
Soujiro's eyes flew open as he jumped up and looked at the clock. He sighed, flopped back down on the bed and glared at the grinning Yumi. It was only five thirty.
"I wish you would stop doing that."
She giggled and snuggled up closer to him. "It's the only way I can wake you up."
"Mmm." He didn't really mind it all that much, considering that the reason she did it was because she wanted to 'Cuddle'...and maybe a little something extra.
"When do you have to be at work?" She asked.
"Nine."
She grinned and kissed him. "That gives us three hours."
***
"You're smiling like the cat who swallowed the canary. What were you up to last night?"
Kenshin asked when Soujiro walked into the station the next morning.
Soujiro cleared his throat and tried his best to stop smiling. "Um...nothing."
This resulted in only making him smile broader and chuckle to himself. Kenshin rolled his eyes.
"Well, the parents called. They had been away on vacation, just got home last night. I'm going down to interview them, are you coming?"
Soujiro gulped down an entire cup of coffee, then nodded. "Yup. Coming."
***
The house stood at the end of the street, right by the bay. It was medium-sized, with a small front yard. The sides needed repainting, and it was obvious the 'Lawn' had not been tended to for quite some time.
Kenshin and Soujiro cautiously walked up the dilapidated steps and knocked on the front door.
All was silent. Somewhere off in the distance, a dog barked.
"This is creepy." Soujiro muttered. In his mind, Kenshin agreed, but did not say anything.
Kenshin knocked again.
They waited.
"Well, I guess they aren't home." Kenshin said.
Soujiro sighed in relief. They turned and had begun to walk away then they heard some noise behind them, and turned back around just in time to see the door slowly open.
Kenshin took a deep breath for courage and cleared his throat as he walked back to the door where an unusual looking man with white hair and sunglasses was standing.
"Enishi Yukishiro?"
The man nodded.
Kenshin took out his badge. "I'm Lieutenant Himura, this is my partner, Detective Seta."
Enishi reached out and took the badge, studying it closely for a moment, then looked up at Soujiro.
"Let's see yours." He said.
Soujiro began rooting around in his pockets, and finally found his badge. Enishi took it and compared the two.
All was silent.
Finally Enishi was apparently satisfied, and handed the badges back to the two men.
"What do you want?"
"Uh, we would like to ask you a few questions..." Kenshin answered.
"What about?"
"Kaoru Kamiya. She was a foster child you and your wife cared for a few years back..."
"I know who she is. What do you want to know?"
"Um, well, may we come in?"
"No."
Kenshin sighed. "Alright. Is your wife home?"
"Tomoe is dead."
"Oh...I'm...I'm sorry to hear that. But a woman called me..."
"A friend." Enishi answered all too quickly.
The woman on his message machine identified herself as Tomoe. Kenshin hesitated. "The house could use some new paint, don't you think?"
"We've been gone for the past six years."
"We?"
"A friend and I."
Soujiro rolled his eyes. This was very strange. "I see." Said Kenshin. "May I ask, when did Tomoe die?"
"None of your business. Are we done here lieutenant?"
Kenshin thought for a moment. So much for asking him questions about Kaoru. Even if he did ask, he couldn't trust the man's answers after what he had said about Tomoe.
"Yes. Were done here."
Kenshin and Soujiro turned and headed back to the car. "There's something strange going on here." Soujiro said quietly and glanced back over his shoulder at the man who was still leaning by the closed door, watching them leave.
Kenshin nodded but didn't say anything as he got into the car. Soujiro did the same.
"Were going to run both Tomoe and Enishi Yukishiro through the system, see what pops up." Kenshin said as they drove back to the precinct.
Soujiro nodded.
"The woman who called me back identified herself as Tomoe. Someone there is lying."
Soujiro looked at the lieutenant, then back out his window. "I sure would have liked to have seen inside that house."
"Same here." Kenshin thought about it some more. "The woman who called also said that they had been away on vacation. This man just said they had been gone for the past six years. No one goes on vacation for six years."
"Six years ago is also when Kaoru disappeared." Soujiro quipped.
Kenshin shook his head. "There has got to be a connection."
Soujiro nodded. "We just have to find it."
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You like the silence with the dog barking off in the distance? lol I got it off of a Far Side calendar. lol ~_^
I've never understood why Yumi loves Shishio when she has Soujiro right in front of her. Why on earth would she be interested in that shriveled up old mummy? I just want to grab her by her shoulders and shake her, while asking "WHY?????" (Okay, okay, that's more like screaming than asking.)