1 Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, nor Offspring's Staring at
the Sun
Notes: Well, I'm completely BRAIN DEAD for Senshi, the next story I've vowed to work on so I decided this story would be good to work on, it's easy enough!
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Staring at the Sun
Damn. It. All.
Usagi thinks I'm at the store, picking up: bread, milk, eggs, cereal, those crazy little cheesecake bars, funyons, and… tampons.
But as you guessed it, I'm not.
I'm working, at my new job. My new job is a Contracted sub-bounty hunter. I know you are all thinking that's a new all time low but unless I wanted to work at Carl's Jr. I had no choice. Being an ex-Gundam pilot and ex- preventer doesn't leave me with a lot of options. Apparently people don't like to hire you if you were once considered a rebel. And there was no way in Hell I'd go back to the preventers, it's to close to Relena.
(
Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway
Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your ways
Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing
It brings me down, but I won't let them
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You all are probably wondering what exactly I do for my job. Well, at the moment I'm hanging upside down from the rafters in a warehouse with four crazy assholes trying to shoot me down.
Life is not good at the moment.
A little "experiment" my boss called it. I was to check out an abandoned warehouse for a possible new hideout. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who thought so. So as I said before, I'm hanging upside down, in the rafters, four CRAZY assholes trying to shoot me, but that's not the worst part. The worst part is, I left my gun in Usa's car this morning. I hope to the GODS she doesn't find it.
As you all guessed, Usa doesn't know what I really do; she thinks I'm an errand boy for BH Firm, a.k.a., Barrington and Hogan Firm. Little does she know, it was a spur of the moment thing that stands for Bounty Hunters acquired through SS. Technically, I am an errand boy, lowest of the low bounty hunters. I mean, Sub-Bountry Hunter? I'm so low on the food chain I don't know what SS stands for!
(
If I seem bleak
Well you'd be correct
And if I don't speak
It's cause I can't disconnect
But I wont' be burned by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
(
Back to my serious situation in the rafters of this so-called abandoned warehouse. Did I mention it's night? Yeah, it is.
I swing upwards catching the beam my legs are wrapped around and haul myself up. I peer back down into the warehouse noticing that they are trying to plan a sneak attack. For the record, you can't sneak up on the Perfect Soldier.
I swung to another beam positioning myself on top of one of the unsuspecting Assholes. We'll call him Duo. No, that's too cruel the asshole. How about… Bob. Okay, so Bob here has a gun. A 357 semi- automatic Magnum to be exact. I dropped fifty feet landing on top of the guy like a sack of rotten potatoes. He's out cold.
I grab his gun and pump bullets into two of the other guys, let's just say they were shocked.
The fourth guy is a bit smarter, he runs behind a column. I stand in the open knowing he'll try to shoot at me. But first he'll have to stick his head and hand out to aim and fire. I aimed at the position he was most likely to shoot from. Like a puppet on strings he played out the roll perfectly. I shot him square in the forehead.
(
When I ran I didn't feel like a runaway,
When I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
There's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying
(
"Well done Yuy. It was a simple operation and you managed to pass with flying colors." My fat, and not to mention ugly, boss congratulated me. He was your typical American lackey of one of the more powerful men. Yes, I contracted myself into an American bounty hunter agency. Let us all face the music; they pay better than anyone else in Japan.
I narrowed my eyes. "You knew?" I was referring to the fact that there were four other guys in the 'abandoned' warehouse.
"Of course we knew. It was a test of your skills and you have been promoted to a selected Bounty Hunter. The pay has been raised to two thousand dollars per job and you have an office and company cell phone now." The man handed over the papers and small phone. "Only we know the number." He informed.
I nodded before walking out. TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS PER JOB? I guess when he said I passed with flying colors, he meant I really passed with flying colors! I smiled to myself before tucking papers, money, and phone into my pocket.
(
Though you hear me
I don't think that you relate
My will is something
That you can't confiscate
So forgive me, but I wont' be frustrated
By the destruction in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
(
I pressed the 'seventeen' button in the elevator with my pinky and managed not to drop any of the bags that I was balancing. I had all of the groceries: milk, bread, eggs, cereal, cheesecake bars the strawberry kind, plus corn nuts, funyons, Mountain Dew and… tampons.
The news on the radio in the car had been reporting the Warehouse incident, three deaths and one with a concussion that didn't remember a thing. Apparently, the men had been looking to buy the warehouse for their company. The news, of course, left out that the company was part of one of the biggest Japanese mobster's "company".
I waited patiently as the doors slid open and I walked down the hall to door 174, our new apartment. She opened the door before I could reach for the handle.
I noticed the tears in her eyes, and the look of betrayal.
I looked down questioningly at her.
She held up my gun.
And a piece of paper I had scribbled the address of the warehouse on.
The TV in the background was playing the news.
(
To Be Continued…
Review!
Now, time for the annual Krazy Thanks Korner!
Silvrei: Thanks! I'm a bit tired of the 'reincarnation' stories, there are a few good ones out there, but it seems like they've overused the idea!
SweetKawaiiAngel: I hope you've noticed that there are FOUR new chapters of Anime High! (since I last updated End of the Line)
Katlin Grace: That's actually what's I'm doing, using the whole Offspring CD but I needed a mildly happy chapter in here! The rest of the story will have the slant of the Offspring so the story might not be so happy…
Celestial DreamBLaze: Do any of us REALLY know what Wufei's personal life is like? *Laughs*
Notes: Well, I'm completely BRAIN DEAD for Senshi, the next story I've vowed to work on so I decided this story would be good to work on, it's easy enough!
(
Staring at the Sun
Damn. It. All.
Usagi thinks I'm at the store, picking up: bread, milk, eggs, cereal, those crazy little cheesecake bars, funyons, and… tampons.
But as you guessed it, I'm not.
I'm working, at my new job. My new job is a Contracted sub-bounty hunter. I know you are all thinking that's a new all time low but unless I wanted to work at Carl's Jr. I had no choice. Being an ex-Gundam pilot and ex- preventer doesn't leave me with a lot of options. Apparently people don't like to hire you if you were once considered a rebel. And there was no way in Hell I'd go back to the preventers, it's to close to Relena.
(
Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway
Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your ways
Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing
It brings me down, but I won't let them
(
You all are probably wondering what exactly I do for my job. Well, at the moment I'm hanging upside down from the rafters in a warehouse with four crazy assholes trying to shoot me down.
Life is not good at the moment.
A little "experiment" my boss called it. I was to check out an abandoned warehouse for a possible new hideout. Apparently, he wasn't the only one who thought so. So as I said before, I'm hanging upside down, in the rafters, four CRAZY assholes trying to shoot me, but that's not the worst part. The worst part is, I left my gun in Usa's car this morning. I hope to the GODS she doesn't find it.
As you all guessed, Usa doesn't know what I really do; she thinks I'm an errand boy for BH Firm, a.k.a., Barrington and Hogan Firm. Little does she know, it was a spur of the moment thing that stands for Bounty Hunters acquired through SS. Technically, I am an errand boy, lowest of the low bounty hunters. I mean, Sub-Bountry Hunter? I'm so low on the food chain I don't know what SS stands for!
(
If I seem bleak
Well you'd be correct
And if I don't speak
It's cause I can't disconnect
But I wont' be burned by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
(
Back to my serious situation in the rafters of this so-called abandoned warehouse. Did I mention it's night? Yeah, it is.
I swing upwards catching the beam my legs are wrapped around and haul myself up. I peer back down into the warehouse noticing that they are trying to plan a sneak attack. For the record, you can't sneak up on the Perfect Soldier.
I swung to another beam positioning myself on top of one of the unsuspecting Assholes. We'll call him Duo. No, that's too cruel the asshole. How about… Bob. Okay, so Bob here has a gun. A 357 semi- automatic Magnum to be exact. I dropped fifty feet landing on top of the guy like a sack of rotten potatoes. He's out cold.
I grab his gun and pump bullets into two of the other guys, let's just say they were shocked.
The fourth guy is a bit smarter, he runs behind a column. I stand in the open knowing he'll try to shoot at me. But first he'll have to stick his head and hand out to aim and fire. I aimed at the position he was most likely to shoot from. Like a puppet on strings he played out the roll perfectly. I shot him square in the forehead.
(
When I ran I didn't feel like a runaway,
When I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
There's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying
(
"Well done Yuy. It was a simple operation and you managed to pass with flying colors." My fat, and not to mention ugly, boss congratulated me. He was your typical American lackey of one of the more powerful men. Yes, I contracted myself into an American bounty hunter agency. Let us all face the music; they pay better than anyone else in Japan.
I narrowed my eyes. "You knew?" I was referring to the fact that there were four other guys in the 'abandoned' warehouse.
"Of course we knew. It was a test of your skills and you have been promoted to a selected Bounty Hunter. The pay has been raised to two thousand dollars per job and you have an office and company cell phone now." The man handed over the papers and small phone. "Only we know the number." He informed.
I nodded before walking out. TWO THOUSAND DOLLARS PER JOB? I guess when he said I passed with flying colors, he meant I really passed with flying colors! I smiled to myself before tucking papers, money, and phone into my pocket.
(
Though you hear me
I don't think that you relate
My will is something
That you can't confiscate
So forgive me, but I wont' be frustrated
By the destruction in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
(
I pressed the 'seventeen' button in the elevator with my pinky and managed not to drop any of the bags that I was balancing. I had all of the groceries: milk, bread, eggs, cereal, cheesecake bars the strawberry kind, plus corn nuts, funyons, Mountain Dew and… tampons.
The news on the radio in the car had been reporting the Warehouse incident, three deaths and one with a concussion that didn't remember a thing. Apparently, the men had been looking to buy the warehouse for their company. The news, of course, left out that the company was part of one of the biggest Japanese mobster's "company".
I waited patiently as the doors slid open and I walked down the hall to door 174, our new apartment. She opened the door before I could reach for the handle.
I noticed the tears in her eyes, and the look of betrayal.
I looked down questioningly at her.
She held up my gun.
And a piece of paper I had scribbled the address of the warehouse on.
The TV in the background was playing the news.
(
To Be Continued…
Review!
Now, time for the annual Krazy Thanks Korner!
Silvrei: Thanks! I'm a bit tired of the 'reincarnation' stories, there are a few good ones out there, but it seems like they've overused the idea!
SweetKawaiiAngel: I hope you've noticed that there are FOUR new chapters of Anime High! (since I last updated End of the Line)
Katlin Grace: That's actually what's I'm doing, using the whole Offspring CD but I needed a mildly happy chapter in here! The rest of the story will have the slant of the Offspring so the story might not be so happy…
Celestial DreamBLaze: Do any of us REALLY know what Wufei's personal life is like? *Laughs*
