A/n: Okay, people, here's the next chapter! Sorry for the wait,
but I've been having a lot of writer's block lately. And, to Rei-
no-Kaze and animefreak920, I'll be using your OC's, Okana,
Corrin, and Coranna. For descriptions, please check out the
reviews. More info on Okana later on. But these guys won't be in
here for another few chapters. Thanks! And on with the story!
Chapter 3: The beginning (aka, the DMO in the morning. Plus a mission and a few reports.)
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP (A/n: This is an alarm clock people. If you haven't already guessed that..)
Shut up...(A/n: this is a person who wants to sleep.)
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
(twitch, twitch)
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE- SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!! (A/n: and this is the end of an alarm clock)
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU GODFORSAKEN PIECE OF CRAP!"
And so started the morning for Katrina Yukimono. And the end of her poor, 890th alarm clock. You see, Katrina never was a morning person. Her payroll was 50% dedicated to buying alarm clocks each week. 'Damn. There goes another one..' Sighing, she pulled the covers over her head, trying to catch a few more Z's. Unfortunately, this was never possible, as she wasn't alone in her apartment. "FUJIMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "ARGH!!!!!!!!!! IT WASN'T ME, IT WASN'T ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY WOULD I DYE YOUR HAIR?????????????????" Katrina groaned. Another fight. Another morning. Right after she had pulled off her late shift patrol too. Muttering under her breath, she got up, and stumbled over to the bathroom to take a shower. This time she checked for hidden camera's before she got undressed. The last time that pervert Sasuki had hidden a video camera next to the toilet. Needless to say she wasn't happy. It was almost a week before he was actually able to get out of the hospital.
The hot water woke her up quite nicely. She got dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and then headed out to the kitchen. She hoped Lee didn't have the cooking shift. He was an awful cook, no matter how much he tried. She was in luck. It was Jiro, who was still scowling at his long, once white hair. It had turned pink somehow. "Morning, Jiro. Another wake up call?" "You have no idea," he growled. She laughed a little, grabbed a cup of coffee from the counter, and sat down at the table next to Sasuki, who was wolfing down a large plate of scrambled eggs and toast. " One of these days you're gonna choke on all that, Sasuki. Where does it all GO?" Sasuki managed to swallow, then grinned. "I don't know. Ask my stomach." She rolled her eyes, then turned her attention to the TV. "And today's weather is cool, high only going to the mid 40's. Tonight is partly clear, with a 30% chance of rain, so bring an umbrella folks. And tomo- " Here the reporter was cut off as someone handed him a note. He read it, then went a little pale. He then looked at the screen. " And in today's news, we have a special report. Just a few minutes ago, a murder just outside Metro 3 occurred. So far, the number of casualties is unknown, but all are believed to be dead." By this time all of the DMO was in the kitchen quietly watching the screen. " It is believed that all dead so far are either demons or spirits. There are no human casualties. The perpetrator of this crime is unknown. We'll get back to you later on this all morning, this is Joe Hawks, signing off, for D.C. new-" Jiro turned off the TV. There was silence for a moment. Lee sighed a little, got up from the counter where he had been sitting, and said quietly, "Well, we'd better head to the office now. Looks like a new case." Everyone nodded, then headed to the door, getting coats, bags, and folders on the way. Even Sasuki and Fujima looked serious.
At the office, they met up with Sarah Perkins. She was kind of like the secretary for the group. Her medium length blonde hair twirled as she turned to look at them, worry in her aqua colored eyes. Normally Sasuki would have flirted with her, but today he didn't. She led them to the conference room, saying to them, " We've gotten three more reports so far. The Chief is holding all cases except this new one on hold, and another one that's just come up. And today the Chief is going to be briefing you on your new cases." Everyone blinked at that. The Chief was the real leader of the DMO, even if the team looked to Katrina as their unofficial one. Nobody knew who he/she/it was. Not even the highest officials in the organization. 'Hmm. If this case is bad enough for the Chief to be briefing us, then this has to be something serious,' thought Katrina. She frowned. ' I definitely don't like how this is going..' They stopped in front of two large doors, which automatically opened with a slight movement of air. Inside one could see a large, plain, windowless room. The only thing in it was a large table, some chairs, and a few computers and other equipment. Sitting at the head of the table was the Chief. 'He' was wearing full uniform, plus a headset that covered 'his' face. Black, slightly pointed hair could slightly be seen from behind the cloak. Everyone, even Fujima, saluted respectfully. The Chief nodded. "Sit down, people. We have a lot to discuss.."
A/n: And that's a rap! Heehee! Sorry I made this a cliffie, but I need to study for my mid-terms this week. 'What If' chapter 3 is in progress, along with everything else! ^.^; I'm also working on a joint fanfic with Rei-no-Kaze for Fushigi Yuugi. Oh, if anyone can tell me where to get some Full Metal Panic mp3's, I'd really appreciate it! It looks REALLY cool. Weib and our fav. YYH boys in the next chapter! Thanks to all my reviewers and watchers! Once again, GOMEN NASAI that this took so long! Ja ne! I'm still accepting OC's and ideas! (hint hint, nudge nudge, wink wink!)
Chapter 3: The beginning (aka, the DMO in the morning. Plus a mission and a few reports.)
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP (A/n: This is an alarm clock people. If you haven't already guessed that..)
Shut up...(A/n: this is a person who wants to sleep.)
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
(twitch, twitch)
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE- SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!! (A/n: and this is the end of an alarm clock)
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU GODFORSAKEN PIECE OF CRAP!"
And so started the morning for Katrina Yukimono. And the end of her poor, 890th alarm clock. You see, Katrina never was a morning person. Her payroll was 50% dedicated to buying alarm clocks each week. 'Damn. There goes another one..' Sighing, she pulled the covers over her head, trying to catch a few more Z's. Unfortunately, this was never possible, as she wasn't alone in her apartment. "FUJIMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "ARGH!!!!!!!!!! IT WASN'T ME, IT WASN'T ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY WOULD I DYE YOUR HAIR?????????????????" Katrina groaned. Another fight. Another morning. Right after she had pulled off her late shift patrol too. Muttering under her breath, she got up, and stumbled over to the bathroom to take a shower. This time she checked for hidden camera's before she got undressed. The last time that pervert Sasuki had hidden a video camera next to the toilet. Needless to say she wasn't happy. It was almost a week before he was actually able to get out of the hospital.
The hot water woke her up quite nicely. She got dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and then headed out to the kitchen. She hoped Lee didn't have the cooking shift. He was an awful cook, no matter how much he tried. She was in luck. It was Jiro, who was still scowling at his long, once white hair. It had turned pink somehow. "Morning, Jiro. Another wake up call?" "You have no idea," he growled. She laughed a little, grabbed a cup of coffee from the counter, and sat down at the table next to Sasuki, who was wolfing down a large plate of scrambled eggs and toast. " One of these days you're gonna choke on all that, Sasuki. Where does it all GO?" Sasuki managed to swallow, then grinned. "I don't know. Ask my stomach." She rolled her eyes, then turned her attention to the TV. "And today's weather is cool, high only going to the mid 40's. Tonight is partly clear, with a 30% chance of rain, so bring an umbrella folks. And tomo- " Here the reporter was cut off as someone handed him a note. He read it, then went a little pale. He then looked at the screen. " And in today's news, we have a special report. Just a few minutes ago, a murder just outside Metro 3 occurred. So far, the number of casualties is unknown, but all are believed to be dead." By this time all of the DMO was in the kitchen quietly watching the screen. " It is believed that all dead so far are either demons or spirits. There are no human casualties. The perpetrator of this crime is unknown. We'll get back to you later on this all morning, this is Joe Hawks, signing off, for D.C. new-" Jiro turned off the TV. There was silence for a moment. Lee sighed a little, got up from the counter where he had been sitting, and said quietly, "Well, we'd better head to the office now. Looks like a new case." Everyone nodded, then headed to the door, getting coats, bags, and folders on the way. Even Sasuki and Fujima looked serious.
At the office, they met up with Sarah Perkins. She was kind of like the secretary for the group. Her medium length blonde hair twirled as she turned to look at them, worry in her aqua colored eyes. Normally Sasuki would have flirted with her, but today he didn't. She led them to the conference room, saying to them, " We've gotten three more reports so far. The Chief is holding all cases except this new one on hold, and another one that's just come up. And today the Chief is going to be briefing you on your new cases." Everyone blinked at that. The Chief was the real leader of the DMO, even if the team looked to Katrina as their unofficial one. Nobody knew who he/she/it was. Not even the highest officials in the organization. 'Hmm. If this case is bad enough for the Chief to be briefing us, then this has to be something serious,' thought Katrina. She frowned. ' I definitely don't like how this is going..' They stopped in front of two large doors, which automatically opened with a slight movement of air. Inside one could see a large, plain, windowless room. The only thing in it was a large table, some chairs, and a few computers and other equipment. Sitting at the head of the table was the Chief. 'He' was wearing full uniform, plus a headset that covered 'his' face. Black, slightly pointed hair could slightly be seen from behind the cloak. Everyone, even Fujima, saluted respectfully. The Chief nodded. "Sit down, people. We have a lot to discuss.."
A/n: And that's a rap! Heehee! Sorry I made this a cliffie, but I need to study for my mid-terms this week. 'What If' chapter 3 is in progress, along with everything else! ^.^; I'm also working on a joint fanfic with Rei-no-Kaze for Fushigi Yuugi. Oh, if anyone can tell me where to get some Full Metal Panic mp3's, I'd really appreciate it! It looks REALLY cool. Weib and our fav. YYH boys in the next chapter! Thanks to all my reviewers and watchers! Once again, GOMEN NASAI that this took so long! Ja ne! I'm still accepting OC's and ideas! (hint hint, nudge nudge, wink wink!)