DS: Chapter three . . . over a year later
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Chapter 3
Hotaru ignored the boys as she walked up to the front of the school and opened the doors. She knew they were behind her though, she could hear them. She looked around the entrance hall in surprise. This wasn't a normal school. The floors were a white and gray swirl marble and the walls were a deep blue color with Mahogany floor boards. The stairs were done in the same marble, but had that ocean blue color carpet runners going down them for safety. The banisters were mahogany as well as every picture frame they could see and the tables set up in various spots down the halls, each with some sort of trophy or award on it as well as a vase of flowers.
"It's kinda of depressing," Hotaru commented, she knew Ami would be the one beside her.
"Don't start that again," Ami complained.
"Start what?" Duo asked.
"Admit it, you don't like that all sorts of money is spent so that visitors coming in don't have a single doubt that all of us are rich beyond belief. I mean really, do we need all this? No. It's a school, a place of learning, it's not some sort of country club," Hotaru commented, starring at everything with slight annoyance.
"As someone who grew up in an orphanage, I have to say that personally I don't have a problem with it," Duo said with a shrug, glancing around the hall in boredom after stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"The office is this way," Quatre told them, gesturing to where the other three boys were already headed. Ami shoved her sister in the proper direction and smiled at the receptionist as she entered the room. The woman gave her a disapproving look.
"Let me guess, you're privy to our school records," Ami said with a sigh. The woman gave a short nod before turning her look on Hotaru. Hotaru wasn't Ami though. She leaned forward on the counter and smiled sweetly at the woman.
"Just a little piece of advice, Ami and I have come here for a new start and we wont appreciate added stress on top of the move. If you try to make our lives any more difficult than they already are, I will make sure you regret it, and I am quite imaginative. Savvy?" Her cold tone looked odd when paired with the smile that was still on her face. The woman must have seen something that the others missed though, because her eyes widened and she was nodding her head quickly.
"Of course Miss," She said.
"Room keys and schedules?" Hotaru asked lightly. They were handed over quickly.
"The boys will show you everything," The woman said. Hotaru turned on her heel and walked out the door, Ami and the boys right behind her.
"Hotaru," Ami admonished, "You said you'd behave," Hotaru grinned wickedly at her sister.
"Not at all dearest, I simply said that I'd try to change," She answered.
"That's true, and you didn't make her faint . . . even so, it's not the best start to a new school," Ami told her.
"What is your room number?" Quatre asked. Hotaru stopped then, realizing two things.
"You should probably lead the way, and where were our bags sent?" She asked the boys.
"The driver brought them to one of the house keeper and she had one of the floor-keepers bring them to your room. She always knows the room assignments," Duo answered.
"Floor keeper?" Ami asked.
"Floor keepers are like mini-house keepers, they run all the maids and such on the floor and the house keeper runs them," Quatre told them. Hotaru groaned, but kept her comments behind closed lips.
"Hotaru, what is the room number?" Ami reminded the other girl.
"666, I'm thinking that Patrick asked for that particular room," Hotaru answered drily.
"You're on the same floor as us," Duo said happily.
"Oh Joy," Hotaru said flatly. She noted in slight amusement that the boys took point around she and Ami, Heero in the front, Duo and Quatre at their sides, Trowa and Wufei behind.
"So Mr. Winner, are you the multi-billionaire head of the Winner Foundation, or do you just happen to have the same name?" Ami asked with a smile.
"I am he," Quatre said with a slight blush.
"It must be tough to be president of such a large company at such a young age," She commented, sympathy in her voice.
"I have board members that take care of most of the things for me, I just have to keep an eye on them," Quatre said with a shrug.
"You're lucky, Patrick is working all the time," Ami said with a sigh.
"Patrick is older and has a lot of experience. Sometime I think the only thing he isn't able to understand is us," Hotaru said with a soft chuckle.
"Why do you call him Patrick?" Duo asked the girls.
"Because that's his name," Hotaru said with a shrug.
"How long have you been living with him," Quatre asked.
"He adopted us four years ago, we were thirteen," Ami told him.
"No offense or anything, but why did he do it?" Duo asked. Hotaru raised an eyebrow.
"Adopt us you mean?" She asked drily before laughing for a moment.
"I think it was temporary insanity," Ami said with a giggle.
"Ami got caught with his wallet in her hands. He was upset for obvious reasons, I mean, she had to hack the lock on his briefcase, open the thing, pull out the wallet, close it again and then get off the elevator without him or his bodyguard of the time noticing. You should have seen the look on his face when he saw her ten minutes later with me as we were trying to figure out if it was worth keeping with only credit cards in it," Hotaru said with a laugh.
"And the Hotaru had the audacity to inform him that it was his own fault he lost it," Ami said, giggling still.
"Well it's true, if he can't protect the thing he shouldn't be carrying around so many credit cards, though we did end up giving it back to him," Hotaru told them.
"After she had his bodyguard pinned on the floor," Ami added.
"Yeah, well, the man was an ass. Don't think that just because someone is both half your age and half your size she can't kick your ass," Hotaru said in annoyance.
"Patrick told us later that he had gone to the halfway house we were staying at and told the headmistress that he wanted to adopt us. She wouldn't let him. So he set out to spy on us. He kept watch for about two weeks before going in and blackmailing her before buying out the rights for the orphanages and halfway houses on L3 and adopting us. He said he liked us from the moment he saw us . . . of course he'd never met any other preteen girls before," Ami concluded.
"Why did he black mail the woman in charge?" Quatre asked. Hotaru gave him a sidelong glance before shrugging lightly. They stepped onto an elevator together and Heero pressed the number 6.
"It's more like he used the force of the law," Hotaru amended.
"Man, and I thought it was bad back at the church. We were kept fed and clothed and had toys to play with," Duo said, knowing what the two girls weren't saying.
"No, we got into too much trouble as kids. The churches wouldn't take us," Hotaru said with a sigh.
"Like what?" He asked, his curiosity coming to the for again.
"Ami hacked into government files so that she could steal enough money to feed the street kids she used to hang out with," Hotaru said with a grin.
"We were hungry," Ami said with a shrug as the stepped off the elevator. This floor had a maroon carpet with cream colored walls and cream colored floor boards. They turned left and went all the way down the hall before being forced to turn right. The went about halfway down the hall before turning to the door on the left. Number 666. Hotaru stuck her key in the lock and turned it, opening the door.
"Nicer than I was expecting," She commented with a shrug. Champagne colored carpet with cream walls. They were in a room that had two large desks with a seat for each and a couple bean bag chairs set in the middle of the room. A table was set against the wall, it had two mini-frisges under it with a mini-freezer between them, and a microwave on top of it with tea and mugs and plates and other such things on it. There were two other doors in the room, one for the bathroom, the other for the bedroom. The main room and the bathrooms both had windows in them. The bedroom was simple. Two beds, a chest at the end of each bed, and a small dresser beside each one, and a large closet.
"It will do," Ami said with a shrug. Their luggage was sitting in the middle of the main room.
"Spoiled much?" Duo commented under his breath.
"Very much," Hotaru whispered in his ear, startling him enough to make him fall.
"Graceful," Ami commented, walking over and opening a suitcase. She pulled out a dart board and hung it on a wall. Hotaru tossed a dart.
"Bulls eye," She called gaily.
"We will be here tomorrow morning to give you the tour before school starts. You will need to meet Miss Peacecraft," Quatre told the two girls.
"The door will be unlocked, we might not be awake," Hotaru commented.
"Jet lag and all," Ami said with a dismissing wave of her hand. The boys left. The girls quickly unpacked their bags. Their clothes and such were put away, and the rest of their things being placed around the room. Hotaru's desk ended up being organized in a random looking way while Ami's was pristine.
Hotaru had four pictures on her desk. One was of Hotaru and Ami about ten sitting on the branch of some tree in raggedy clothes and no shoes, scrapes and bruises on knobby knees. One picture had Ami sitting in front of Patrick on a horse, both of them laughing and wearing matching navy blue riding coats. One was of Hotaru and Patrick in the pool, splashing each other, she was wearing a black string bikini. The third was a christmas picture from the year before. Patrick sat on a large red armchair in a tuxedo, Hotaru was sitting back on the arm of the chair, leaning against the corner in a black halter dress and a diamond bracelet, her arms were cross and her feet were swinging, a smirk was on her face. Ami was in the same spot on the other side, only her ankles were crossed and her hands were in her lap and she wasn't leaning back. She was in a spaghetti strapped baby blue gown.
Ami had three pictures on her desk. One was all she Hotaru and Patrick out to dinner together in Italy. Hotaru in black slacks and a black halter top, Patrick in tan slacks and an off white shirt that was buttoned to the neck and tucked in with a black belt, Ami in a white skirt and blue tank top, they were all smiling. The other was of Patrick alone, he was laughing at something no one else could see while sitting behind his home desk. The other was of Hotaru standing on the balcony, staring out with an almost sad expression on her face at the night sky. She was dressed in black pajama pants and a purple workout top.
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"Have the two checking into school?" The crackly voice asked Major Jordan.
"Yes sir, They are in room 666. It is on the top floor and has window to both the bedroom and living room. It is bugged, and we know for sure that the only car at their disposal at the moment is a limousine, their phone is tapped and we know their class schedule," Major Jordan reported.
"Good, I'm glad that you finally have as much on those two as you do on everyone else. I think the plan should start moving forward. Tuesday shall be the first hit," The voice said, laughing.
"Yes, sir," Major Jordan said as the screen in front of him went blank.
"I take it that that is my cue?" Asked another man, this one with black hair and silver eyes. Major Jordan looked at him coolly.
"You know your first target and you now have the day. Happy hunting," Major Jordan said dismissively.