Note from Author: I'm going to start putting my notes up here from now on.
That way I can indent the first paragraph on the story (can't understand
why that didn't work). I may not be able to write the next part of the
story for a while (bum bum buuuuuuum), because I'm going to camp, and there
are no computers at camp (I know! It's awful!). I guess that's my
punishment for sending the first chapter in kind of late. Oh well. Sorry to
my "fans" (which I don't have). Well, here's chapter 2!
I almost fell out of my seat. I found myself nearly declining the case because of its sheer stupidity, but then I would go hungry, and I didn't want that. "You are serious," I said to Mr. Sagara.
"Of coarse I am. This is important Detective." I had trouble keeping a straight face. "Wonderful," I thought, "My client is a drunk."
"Mr. Sagara," I said, "Do you have any clues as to who might have taken it?"
"Nope, but I do know who could have taken it." This was like talking to a rock with a voice box.
"How bout we go eat at your friend's place first," I said, thinking with my stomach, "I'm really hungry!"
"And after that you can go and check out the crime scene." He was actually serious.
"Ok," I said, "food first." He took me to his friend's run down dojo. I expected to see several students, but it appeared there was only one. He was outside swinging around his stick in the yard.
"Yahiko," Sagara said, "Have you seen the Missy?"
"Ugly hasn't been here since this morning. She went shopping with Kenshin."
This was all very interesting. The kid refers to "Missy" as ugly? Or is it Sagara refers to "Ugly" as missy?
"Who's that?" the kid said pointing at me standing beside the gate. He picked up his wooden stick and was preparing to thwap me with it when Sagara stopped him.
"She's a friend," he said, "and she's going to eat with us today."
"Sano's got a girlfriend! Sano's got a girlfriend." "This was great," I found myself thinking "Not only was the kid going to inflict pain on me with a wooden stick, but now he thinks I'm Sagara's girlfriend. Wonderful." Sagara began chasing the little one around, while the little one made faces at him, and ran. "Like children," I thought, sitting down on a step to watch them. "We're home, that we are," said a man's voice. I looked over too see who it was, but I thought I had seen to girls. I had to look twice to see the redhead was a guy. He was really skinny, and had long red hair. Not to mention the illegal sword at his side. "Maybe I could turn him in," I thought, "maybe I could get a reward for this skinny guy," but as I looked at him again I began to think, "He's to wussy to do anything anyway, let him keep his girly sword." "What are you doing here Sanosuke," said the other one, "here for more food, you freeloader?" "Now Miss Kaoru," said the redhead sweetly, "you don't want to upset our company, that you don't." He was referring to me. I thought about saying "No, that's quite all right, I'd like to see Sagara's head ripped off," but I thought it was better if I didn't. "Actually," Sagara said, "my friend here, is here for food. She hasn't eaten in days. I thought you could find it in your heart to feed her, but if your going to treat us like that--" "She really hasn't eaten?" said Kaoru. "Afraid so." "Then she can eat here! You will just love my cooking! IT'S THE BEST!" I could see Sagara behind her pretending to choke. "Kenshin!" she continued, "Get the rice!" She was a bossy one, that poor wimpy man. "May I ask your name?" said the wimpy guy. "It's Zi," I said coolly. "SO! She can talk," said the kid. It was then I realized I hadn't spoken since my arrival. "Mine's Kenshin, that it is." This was going to be interesting.
I almost fell out of my seat. I found myself nearly declining the case because of its sheer stupidity, but then I would go hungry, and I didn't want that. "You are serious," I said to Mr. Sagara.
"Of coarse I am. This is important Detective." I had trouble keeping a straight face. "Wonderful," I thought, "My client is a drunk."
"Mr. Sagara," I said, "Do you have any clues as to who might have taken it?"
"Nope, but I do know who could have taken it." This was like talking to a rock with a voice box.
"How bout we go eat at your friend's place first," I said, thinking with my stomach, "I'm really hungry!"
"And after that you can go and check out the crime scene." He was actually serious.
"Ok," I said, "food first." He took me to his friend's run down dojo. I expected to see several students, but it appeared there was only one. He was outside swinging around his stick in the yard.
"Yahiko," Sagara said, "Have you seen the Missy?"
"Ugly hasn't been here since this morning. She went shopping with Kenshin."
This was all very interesting. The kid refers to "Missy" as ugly? Or is it Sagara refers to "Ugly" as missy?
"Who's that?" the kid said pointing at me standing beside the gate. He picked up his wooden stick and was preparing to thwap me with it when Sagara stopped him.
"She's a friend," he said, "and she's going to eat with us today."
"Sano's got a girlfriend! Sano's got a girlfriend." "This was great," I found myself thinking "Not only was the kid going to inflict pain on me with a wooden stick, but now he thinks I'm Sagara's girlfriend. Wonderful." Sagara began chasing the little one around, while the little one made faces at him, and ran. "Like children," I thought, sitting down on a step to watch them. "We're home, that we are," said a man's voice. I looked over too see who it was, but I thought I had seen to girls. I had to look twice to see the redhead was a guy. He was really skinny, and had long red hair. Not to mention the illegal sword at his side. "Maybe I could turn him in," I thought, "maybe I could get a reward for this skinny guy," but as I looked at him again I began to think, "He's to wussy to do anything anyway, let him keep his girly sword." "What are you doing here Sanosuke," said the other one, "here for more food, you freeloader?" "Now Miss Kaoru," said the redhead sweetly, "you don't want to upset our company, that you don't." He was referring to me. I thought about saying "No, that's quite all right, I'd like to see Sagara's head ripped off," but I thought it was better if I didn't. "Actually," Sagara said, "my friend here, is here for food. She hasn't eaten in days. I thought you could find it in your heart to feed her, but if your going to treat us like that--" "She really hasn't eaten?" said Kaoru. "Afraid so." "Then she can eat here! You will just love my cooking! IT'S THE BEST!" I could see Sagara behind her pretending to choke. "Kenshin!" she continued, "Get the rice!" She was a bossy one, that poor wimpy man. "May I ask your name?" said the wimpy guy. "It's Zi," I said coolly. "SO! She can talk," said the kid. It was then I realized I hadn't spoken since my arrival. "Mine's Kenshin, that it is." This was going to be interesting.