Chapter 6 - Prep Time
Disclaimer- Standard applies
Author's Notes: Okay I've sorta gotten out of touch with these fic! Ugh, um wut can I say, I've been busy with (Enter blatant advertising) Striking A Chord and *sigh* School! Oh good lord I wuz looking this fic over and the mistakes! Good lord The shame of it all and you guys still reviewed! That was nice.
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Makimachi Misao and Kamiya Kaoru, if one looked upon they would behold, two life long friends enjoying their simply complicated lives, gossiping about boys, scoping out sales and drooling over. No one would have ever believed these two girls had just met merely a day ago, let alone through such means as the Police and for the purpose of espionage.
Neither of them had been shopping in ages, it seemed that there were more important things. For Kaoru there was running her falling apart dojo. For Misao there was running from the cops. For Kaoru there was trying to get her brother to stop fighting at school. For Misao there was trying to get her grandfather to stop pinching the Nurse's ass. Yep, they lived busy lives.
"So I suppose we should be going to try on dresses." Kaoru sighed, reluctantly finishing the left over coffee in her cup. Misao replied with a grumble and began to pout, trying in vain to avoid the evil task with her whining pleads of,
"I don't wanna!" Kaoru just laughed at Misao's childish behavior and pulled her out of the plastic lawn chair by the wrist.
"Oh Misao-chan we're gonna make you booutiful!" She giggled evilly, as much as Kaoru didn't like getting dolled up it was nothing compared to Misao's hatred of it and this some how made the whole situation funnier. Both of them were getting to act like normal teens today and they were both enjoying it whether it was admitted or not.
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Aoshi peered down at his Omega watch, the little moving points of steel told him it was nearly twelve. Nearly time to go. Only one problem he was two men short.
"Where the hell is Himura with Sagara?" He grumbled forlornly. Looking up from his state of the art timepiece, he could make out in the distance, a flash of red bobbing closer through the crowded mass huddled on the sidewalk.
"Your late Himura." Aoshi muttered pushing his sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose.
"Oro, sessha is sorry he is late." Kenshin puffed dejectedly, sitting down with a thump.
"Where is Sagara?" Aoshi had realized the absence of the boisterous idiot all too soon for his liking.
"Unfortunately, Sano has found himself working undercover for the police."
"What?" Aoshi quirked an eyebrow at Himura's strange statement.
" Sano is indebted to a Captain of the Tokyo police force, and he must do this favour unless he wants to get thrown back in jail for Kami-sama's knows what, and bring suspicion and investigation into him, possibly exposing our operation." Kenshin replied rather miserably and irritated.
"I see" Was the only response Kenshin could get out Aoshi. Aoshi was never one for small talk , even before life had dealt him a heavy hand he was never one for conversation.
Luckily enough though, before the silence between the two men could become too stifling, the cell phone sitting untouched on the café table sprang to life with a shrill ring. Both men looked down at the device, then at each other.
"Aoshi-san" Kenshin said with a curt nod. Aoshi merely jerked his head in reply to Kenshin's jesture and then picked up the phone.
"Konnichi wa" He spoke into the receiver.
"1st and 8th, the warehouse." The phone clicked off leaving a droning tone.
Aoshi snapped the cell closed and stood putting on his trench coat with seamless grace. Kenshin did the same. It was time to go get they're mission.
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Kaoru sighed unhappily; she hated clothes shopping, let alone evening gown shopping. So far the two girls together had been to four boutiques, got thrown out of three, had 2 shop clerks yell at them and made one seamstress cry. Luck was not on their side.
A sudden gasp jostled Kaoru out her train of thought and had nearly given the sleepy shop keep a heart attack. The gasp was from the only other person in the store, Misao.
"Kaoru I found the one." She breathed, pulling out a stunning navy sequined dress. It was truly awe-inspiring, even to the tomboys. Kaoru couldn't stifle her own gasp as she saw the gorgeous peace of couture and felt a pang of envy slip into her heart at the fact that Misao had discovered the dress and not she. Kaoru smiled true though,
"Oh Misao-chan it's absolutely beautiful, why don't you go try it on?" Misao's look of childish glee turned to one of confusion and then quickly to amusement.
"Ha! Do you really expect me to try this on?" She replied lightly, Kaoru was immediately puzzled, " I don't have a sixth of the bod to fill this thing and besides I picked this dress out for you!" Kaoru's eyes widened.
"Really?" She asked in wonderful shock.
"Of course!" Misao laughed, eyes twinkling with warmth as she slipped the beautifully crafted piece of material into Kaoru's hands, "Now come on, got try it on!" She said pushing Kaoru into the direction of the lone change room.
Misao then proceeded to sit down on the plush sofa letting the warm midday light shine on her from the shop window behind it. A wave of happy melancholy hit Misao and she sighed loudly. If her life was an average one then she might actually have come here looking for her very own prom dress.
'Stop that Misao!' She quickly berated herself. Misao had over the years learned that it did not do to dwell on things that could have been. By that time the curtain was pushed open, revealing the stunning Kaoru. Misao's jaw dropped. Seeing Misao's reaction Kaoru blushed and frowned.
"Does it really look that bad?" She asked sheepishly. Misao was flabbergasted,
"B-Bad? Kaoru-chan you look absolutely stunning!" She cried in outrage, Kaoru blushed meekly and then turned towards a mirror, making the dark blue sequins twinkle on the midnight taffeta halter dress. Her own mouth instantly dropped to the floor.
"Is that me?" She asked Misao, who nodded her head knowingly. A small smirk grew on Kaoru's and then stretched into a delighted grin.
"I Look Fabulous! Misao, you have such good taste!" She laughed, jumping up and down with glee. She soon stopped, her face contorted into one thought.
"What?" Misao asked with a little concern. Kaoru frowned, replying,
"I don't think I can afford this dress." Misao let out a sigh of relief.
"Is that all? Kaoru - chan, working in this sort business has its perks-" The shop keep gave the girl a strange look at this statement, which Misao disregarded.
"Besides," She laughed, "I don't think Saitou's realized I have his credit card yet!" Misao flashed the golden piece of plastic manically. Kaoru eyes widened and then she laughed.
"Misao, has anybody told you you're the Devil?" In response Misao blushed timidly mumbling something to the sound of,
" Only the old lady who lives next door." To this Kaoru broke into peels of laughter.
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Aoshi and Kenshin were standing in the dilapidated building, which would most likely end up crumbling around their feet. Both of them even though neither would ever admit, were antsy. The phone chimed its "La Cucaracha" ring and the men jumped into action.
Rapidly they connected it to a speaker sitting alone on a flimsy look table. There was a buzz and then a voice reverberated through it.
"Konnichi wa, gentlemen." The voice a familiar one, but altered with the miracles of technology. Nobody had ever heard the real voice on the other end.
"Konnichi wa." They both said in a monotonous tone.
"I assume Sagara is on another important task?" The voice replied, neither man wondered where their boss got their information just that he always knew.
"Hai." Kenshin spoke up, " So what will be our mission this time?" There was a hiss and a crackle before the voice responded.
"Party Crashing."
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A.N- Yeah Yeah, I know it's kind of a weak chapter, scratch that this chapter WAS weak, but it is a filler before we get into the good stuff!!!!!!!!!!! Besides I need to gently get back into the swing of things since I've been off of this one for a while, (Bad Me!), What to expect in the next chapter: THE PARTY!- We have interactions between all your fav couples! And don't forget some ass kickin' too!
SOOOOO! Read and Review = GOOD KARMA!
Til' Next Time
Disclaimer- Standard applies
Author's Notes: Okay I've sorta gotten out of touch with these fic! Ugh, um wut can I say, I've been busy with (Enter blatant advertising) Striking A Chord and *sigh* School! Oh good lord I wuz looking this fic over and the mistakes! Good lord The shame of it all and you guys still reviewed! That was nice.
~*~*~
Makimachi Misao and Kamiya Kaoru, if one looked upon they would behold, two life long friends enjoying their simply complicated lives, gossiping about boys, scoping out sales and drooling over. No one would have ever believed these two girls had just met merely a day ago, let alone through such means as the Police and for the purpose of espionage.
Neither of them had been shopping in ages, it seemed that there were more important things. For Kaoru there was running her falling apart dojo. For Misao there was running from the cops. For Kaoru there was trying to get her brother to stop fighting at school. For Misao there was trying to get her grandfather to stop pinching the Nurse's ass. Yep, they lived busy lives.
"So I suppose we should be going to try on dresses." Kaoru sighed, reluctantly finishing the left over coffee in her cup. Misao replied with a grumble and began to pout, trying in vain to avoid the evil task with her whining pleads of,
"I don't wanna!" Kaoru just laughed at Misao's childish behavior and pulled her out of the plastic lawn chair by the wrist.
"Oh Misao-chan we're gonna make you booutiful!" She giggled evilly, as much as Kaoru didn't like getting dolled up it was nothing compared to Misao's hatred of it and this some how made the whole situation funnier. Both of them were getting to act like normal teens today and they were both enjoying it whether it was admitted or not.
~*~*~
Aoshi peered down at his Omega watch, the little moving points of steel told him it was nearly twelve. Nearly time to go. Only one problem he was two men short.
"Where the hell is Himura with Sagara?" He grumbled forlornly. Looking up from his state of the art timepiece, he could make out in the distance, a flash of red bobbing closer through the crowded mass huddled on the sidewalk.
"Your late Himura." Aoshi muttered pushing his sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose.
"Oro, sessha is sorry he is late." Kenshin puffed dejectedly, sitting down with a thump.
"Where is Sagara?" Aoshi had realized the absence of the boisterous idiot all too soon for his liking.
"Unfortunately, Sano has found himself working undercover for the police."
"What?" Aoshi quirked an eyebrow at Himura's strange statement.
" Sano is indebted to a Captain of the Tokyo police force, and he must do this favour unless he wants to get thrown back in jail for Kami-sama's knows what, and bring suspicion and investigation into him, possibly exposing our operation." Kenshin replied rather miserably and irritated.
"I see" Was the only response Kenshin could get out Aoshi. Aoshi was never one for small talk , even before life had dealt him a heavy hand he was never one for conversation.
Luckily enough though, before the silence between the two men could become too stifling, the cell phone sitting untouched on the café table sprang to life with a shrill ring. Both men looked down at the device, then at each other.
"Aoshi-san" Kenshin said with a curt nod. Aoshi merely jerked his head in reply to Kenshin's jesture and then picked up the phone.
"Konnichi wa" He spoke into the receiver.
"1st and 8th, the warehouse." The phone clicked off leaving a droning tone.
Aoshi snapped the cell closed and stood putting on his trench coat with seamless grace. Kenshin did the same. It was time to go get they're mission.
~*~*~
Kaoru sighed unhappily; she hated clothes shopping, let alone evening gown shopping. So far the two girls together had been to four boutiques, got thrown out of three, had 2 shop clerks yell at them and made one seamstress cry. Luck was not on their side.
A sudden gasp jostled Kaoru out her train of thought and had nearly given the sleepy shop keep a heart attack. The gasp was from the only other person in the store, Misao.
"Kaoru I found the one." She breathed, pulling out a stunning navy sequined dress. It was truly awe-inspiring, even to the tomboys. Kaoru couldn't stifle her own gasp as she saw the gorgeous peace of couture and felt a pang of envy slip into her heart at the fact that Misao had discovered the dress and not she. Kaoru smiled true though,
"Oh Misao-chan it's absolutely beautiful, why don't you go try it on?" Misao's look of childish glee turned to one of confusion and then quickly to amusement.
"Ha! Do you really expect me to try this on?" She replied lightly, Kaoru was immediately puzzled, " I don't have a sixth of the bod to fill this thing and besides I picked this dress out for you!" Kaoru's eyes widened.
"Really?" She asked in wonderful shock.
"Of course!" Misao laughed, eyes twinkling with warmth as she slipped the beautifully crafted piece of material into Kaoru's hands, "Now come on, got try it on!" She said pushing Kaoru into the direction of the lone change room.
Misao then proceeded to sit down on the plush sofa letting the warm midday light shine on her from the shop window behind it. A wave of happy melancholy hit Misao and she sighed loudly. If her life was an average one then she might actually have come here looking for her very own prom dress.
'Stop that Misao!' She quickly berated herself. Misao had over the years learned that it did not do to dwell on things that could have been. By that time the curtain was pushed open, revealing the stunning Kaoru. Misao's jaw dropped. Seeing Misao's reaction Kaoru blushed and frowned.
"Does it really look that bad?" She asked sheepishly. Misao was flabbergasted,
"B-Bad? Kaoru-chan you look absolutely stunning!" She cried in outrage, Kaoru blushed meekly and then turned towards a mirror, making the dark blue sequins twinkle on the midnight taffeta halter dress. Her own mouth instantly dropped to the floor.
"Is that me?" She asked Misao, who nodded her head knowingly. A small smirk grew on Kaoru's and then stretched into a delighted grin.
"I Look Fabulous! Misao, you have such good taste!" She laughed, jumping up and down with glee. She soon stopped, her face contorted into one thought.
"What?" Misao asked with a little concern. Kaoru frowned, replying,
"I don't think I can afford this dress." Misao let out a sigh of relief.
"Is that all? Kaoru - chan, working in this sort business has its perks-" The shop keep gave the girl a strange look at this statement, which Misao disregarded.
"Besides," She laughed, "I don't think Saitou's realized I have his credit card yet!" Misao flashed the golden piece of plastic manically. Kaoru eyes widened and then she laughed.
"Misao, has anybody told you you're the Devil?" In response Misao blushed timidly mumbling something to the sound of,
" Only the old lady who lives next door." To this Kaoru broke into peels of laughter.
~*~*~
Aoshi and Kenshin were standing in the dilapidated building, which would most likely end up crumbling around their feet. Both of them even though neither would ever admit, were antsy. The phone chimed its "La Cucaracha" ring and the men jumped into action.
Rapidly they connected it to a speaker sitting alone on a flimsy look table. There was a buzz and then a voice reverberated through it.
"Konnichi wa, gentlemen." The voice a familiar one, but altered with the miracles of technology. Nobody had ever heard the real voice on the other end.
"Konnichi wa." They both said in a monotonous tone.
"I assume Sagara is on another important task?" The voice replied, neither man wondered where their boss got their information just that he always knew.
"Hai." Kenshin spoke up, " So what will be our mission this time?" There was a hiss and a crackle before the voice responded.
"Party Crashing."
~*~*~
A.N- Yeah Yeah, I know it's kind of a weak chapter, scratch that this chapter WAS weak, but it is a filler before we get into the good stuff!!!!!!!!!!! Besides I need to gently get back into the swing of things since I've been off of this one for a while, (Bad Me!), What to expect in the next chapter: THE PARTY!- We have interactions between all your fav couples! And don't forget some ass kickin' too!
SOOOOO! Read and Review = GOOD KARMA!
Til' Next Time