Chapter 1- Weasel in Cuffs
Disclaimer- I don't own Rurouni Kenshin so don't sue my sorry hide 'cause I don't have money
NOTE: SWEARING! I'm not sure if its mild or not but it is in here!
Misao squirmed in discomfort as they put the cuffs on way too tight. Not to mention she was itching profusely after her run in with fiber glass (It makes you really itchy if you touch it) in the air vents. Her hair was mussed out of its usually neat braid with chunks puffing out in all direction. Her black pants and jacket had streaks of dust and dirt and she was cut on her shoulder. There was a red stain of dried blood on the black nylon. Grease and dirt streaked her face. Misao was a miserable sight to behold. Slumped in the wooden chair, her jaw was hard set and eyes were narrowed dangerously. Oh if I ever get my hands on Bugsy I'm going to disembowel him. Bugsy had set her up, the F***ING snitch set her up. He knew the cops were on her tail but he just had to convince into one more job,
"One more job he says, you'll be in and out with no trouble at all he says! It'll be child's play he says! Oh if I ever get my hands on that stinkin' little urchin I'm going shove my boot so far up his ass-"
"I doubt you'll get the chance." Misao looked up from her feverish plotting to view the real pain her ass.
" Captain Saitou Hajime." She hissed. His face contorted into a smug smile.
" Miss Makimachi Misao," He snorted, he was looking at a flimsy folder open in his hands, " I would have never expected a little weasel to be the illusive thief Kuroneko (black cat) but considering your lineage and training you're made for it." Misao glared daggers at the chain-smoking bastard, her fingers itched for her confiscated Kunai if she could get a good shot, she would wipe that smirk of his face.
" We searched that little dank pit you call your apartment for the necklace. It's strange," He said snapping the file shut and standing up straight from his slacked position, " You think after all those heists you pulled off you'd live somewhere."
"A little less of a shit hole?" Misao piped in a little amused.
" That wasn't exactly the words I was looking for but it'll do. I would expect for you to live somewhere less of a shit hole."
" Well thems the breaks." Saitou straightened at the nonchalant reply, Misao eyes widened a bit as he went in for the kill, merely inches from her nose blowing smoke into her face, he asked
" Where is the necklace?" Misao's eyes widened a bit and then she began to laugh, Saitou pulled out of his interrogation stance.
"You mean you guys don't have it? That's rich," She laughed.
"Where is it itachi?" Saitou glared,
" I don't have to tell you jack squat." Misao replied defiantly with her head titled into the air.
" Well then I'll have to tell the doctors that all that money you gave them was dirty and then what'll happen to your dear Jiya?" He knew exactly where to get Misao, she stood in rage,
" You son of a--"
"Sit down," Saitou pushed the furious girl back in her seat, " I think it's best if you tell me what you know." Misao growled, her teeth grating back and forth in her mouth, "Fine."
"So where is the necklace?" Misao aggravated expression disappeared and a small smile graced her face,
" Bugsy's got it, he screwed us both over," She started to laugh bitterly, " You're baka police officers were so busy with getting me to come quietly that the little leech got away. Ha! He always did have a thing for Kate Winslet in Titanic." The necklace in question was the base design for the one in the movie. Saitou took another long drag of his cigarette,
" So who is he selling it too?"
"Oh no, no you've got him all wrong. He isn't selling this one. I retired a month ago actually." Misao said matter of factly.
" Then why did you do it?"
" I owed him a favor. He could of bought the stupid thing himself but he so damn cheap. So he had me nab it. He wanted it for this girl he was in love with, to convince her to go-away-with-him-" Misao mumbled off and began to contemplate then she came to a angering realization, "THE BASTARD! The ass had so many debts, he said he was going away and I was the last connection leading to him and with me in jail the loan sharks wouldn't have a clue where to get him. WHILE HE'S DRINKING MAMOSAS I'M ROTTING IN JAIL!!!!!!!!"
"Maybe not." Saitou said blandly.
"Nani?" Misao said befuddled.
"Come into my office I think we can make a deal." Said Saitou with a an evil smirk on his face.
And this is who Makimachi Misao was recruited.
TBC.
Author's notes: Recruited for what? Well you're just going to wait and see aren't you?
I'm really really sorry if Saitou or Misao seem OOC but I'm not really experienced in writing Saitou and I'm trying to give Misao a little edge.
In the next few chapters I'll introduce Megumi and Kaoru.
Please Tell me what you think 'cause I'm not sure if I should go on with this or not.
Love it, Hate it, Review it! It's not hard!
Disclaimer- I don't own Rurouni Kenshin so don't sue my sorry hide 'cause I don't have money
NOTE: SWEARING! I'm not sure if its mild or not but it is in here!
Misao squirmed in discomfort as they put the cuffs on way too tight. Not to mention she was itching profusely after her run in with fiber glass (It makes you really itchy if you touch it) in the air vents. Her hair was mussed out of its usually neat braid with chunks puffing out in all direction. Her black pants and jacket had streaks of dust and dirt and she was cut on her shoulder. There was a red stain of dried blood on the black nylon. Grease and dirt streaked her face. Misao was a miserable sight to behold. Slumped in the wooden chair, her jaw was hard set and eyes were narrowed dangerously. Oh if I ever get my hands on Bugsy I'm going to disembowel him. Bugsy had set her up, the F***ING snitch set her up. He knew the cops were on her tail but he just had to convince into one more job,
"One more job he says, you'll be in and out with no trouble at all he says! It'll be child's play he says! Oh if I ever get my hands on that stinkin' little urchin I'm going shove my boot so far up his ass-"
"I doubt you'll get the chance." Misao looked up from her feverish plotting to view the real pain her ass.
" Captain Saitou Hajime." She hissed. His face contorted into a smug smile.
" Miss Makimachi Misao," He snorted, he was looking at a flimsy folder open in his hands, " I would have never expected a little weasel to be the illusive thief Kuroneko (black cat) but considering your lineage and training you're made for it." Misao glared daggers at the chain-smoking bastard, her fingers itched for her confiscated Kunai if she could get a good shot, she would wipe that smirk of his face.
" We searched that little dank pit you call your apartment for the necklace. It's strange," He said snapping the file shut and standing up straight from his slacked position, " You think after all those heists you pulled off you'd live somewhere."
"A little less of a shit hole?" Misao piped in a little amused.
" That wasn't exactly the words I was looking for but it'll do. I would expect for you to live somewhere less of a shit hole."
" Well thems the breaks." Saitou straightened at the nonchalant reply, Misao eyes widened a bit as he went in for the kill, merely inches from her nose blowing smoke into her face, he asked
" Where is the necklace?" Misao's eyes widened a bit and then she began to laugh, Saitou pulled out of his interrogation stance.
"You mean you guys don't have it? That's rich," She laughed.
"Where is it itachi?" Saitou glared,
" I don't have to tell you jack squat." Misao replied defiantly with her head titled into the air.
" Well then I'll have to tell the doctors that all that money you gave them was dirty and then what'll happen to your dear Jiya?" He knew exactly where to get Misao, she stood in rage,
" You son of a--"
"Sit down," Saitou pushed the furious girl back in her seat, " I think it's best if you tell me what you know." Misao growled, her teeth grating back and forth in her mouth, "Fine."
"So where is the necklace?" Misao aggravated expression disappeared and a small smile graced her face,
" Bugsy's got it, he screwed us both over," She started to laugh bitterly, " You're baka police officers were so busy with getting me to come quietly that the little leech got away. Ha! He always did have a thing for Kate Winslet in Titanic." The necklace in question was the base design for the one in the movie. Saitou took another long drag of his cigarette,
" So who is he selling it too?"
"Oh no, no you've got him all wrong. He isn't selling this one. I retired a month ago actually." Misao said matter of factly.
" Then why did you do it?"
" I owed him a favor. He could of bought the stupid thing himself but he so damn cheap. So he had me nab it. He wanted it for this girl he was in love with, to convince her to go-away-with-him-" Misao mumbled off and began to contemplate then she came to a angering realization, "THE BASTARD! The ass had so many debts, he said he was going away and I was the last connection leading to him and with me in jail the loan sharks wouldn't have a clue where to get him. WHILE HE'S DRINKING MAMOSAS I'M ROTTING IN JAIL!!!!!!!!"
"Maybe not." Saitou said blandly.
"Nani?" Misao said befuddled.
"Come into my office I think we can make a deal." Said Saitou with a an evil smirk on his face.
And this is who Makimachi Misao was recruited.
TBC.
Author's notes: Recruited for what? Well you're just going to wait and see aren't you?
I'm really really sorry if Saitou or Misao seem OOC but I'm not really experienced in writing Saitou and I'm trying to give Misao a little edge.
In the next few chapters I'll introduce Megumi and Kaoru.
Please Tell me what you think 'cause I'm not sure if I should go on with this or not.
Love it, Hate it, Review it! It's not hard!