We're back, hope you guys liked the first chapter. I'm really enjoying writing this fic, wonder if Jigen will survive the whole week without smoking o.o He probably regrets making the bet, oh well, life's tough. Zenigata's in this chapter, and again I hope no one is OOC. Note, Jigen can still drink, trust me, if he tried to stop both drinking and smoking . . . I shutter to even think of it. Here's chapter two, please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Lupin the Third, it is the soul property of Monkey Punch. I do, however, own two swords :) not the same as Goemon's but swords nonetheless u.u One's a replica of Excalibur (sp?) and one is a replica of a Civil War Marines sword, a word of advice, even if they're replicas', they're still as powerful as the originals. (which explains a few holes in the wall of my old house . . .)

Chapter Two: Seeing Plans through the Smoke

By Invader Nicole

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Jigen squirmed through the sheets on his bed, acting as if he was trapped in a nightmare. Maybe he was in a nightmare. As he continued to thrash through the sheets he gasped and sat upright, beads of sweat running down his face and his breathing ragged. He looked around his surroundings, making sure he was in the right place. His fedora lay on the floor, most likely falling off when he fell asleep. He was still in his black suit, which was partially wrinkled now. He ran his hands through his black hair and sighed in frustration. What was wrong? He picked up his beloved hat and placed it on his head, he got up from his bed and walked out the door, towards the kitchen.

The smell of scrambled eggs filled the air, Fujiko had been cooking. She sat idly at the table, taking bites from the eggs on her plate. She watched as Lupin ate them quickly, enjoying their taste. Goemon sat across from the two, pickled radishes resting on his plate, but again he was in a meditative mood. He opened his eyes quickly and looked to a door in the room as Jigen walked in, he appeared half-asleep as he slowly trudged into the kitchen. He sat at the chair next to Goemon and opened the newspaper that already lay on his side of the table. He tried to read about an antique painting worth millions at the Louvre but he couldn't concentrate. He put the paper down and clutched his head between the knuckles of his hands. Something wasn't right, he knew it wasn't. But what? Fujiko's voice interrupted his thoughts, why couldn't she ever shut up?

"Something wrong, Jigen?" He noticed she had asked him in an almost seductive voice, as if she already knew what was bothering him. He didn't like this at all.

"Nothing's wrong, just leave me the hell alone."

"Jigen!" Lupin yelled with half-chewed eggs in his mouth. "She's just trying to help!"

"Gim'me a friggin' break," mumbled Jigen. "If she wants to friggin' help then tell her to leave."

Fujiko made a fake gasp, the kind used when surprised and dissapointed. "Why Jigen I'm shocked. Now why would you want to get rid of me? Haven't I been a help towards you all?" She gave him an evil look, Lupin not even noticing.

Goemon twitched a bit in agitation, the arguement was seriously getting on his nerves. He tried blocking them out but it didn't help much. If anything, it made everything worse. It was as if they wanted everyone to hear them. He was ready to just get up and leave, he was almost glad when a knocking at the door interrupted the fight. Lupin walked towards the door and realized his mistake as a silver handcuff snapped around his wrist. Zenigata walked into the room, a wide smile on his face as he looked at his reward.

"I've got you now, Lupin!" Zenigata yelled in triumph and did a dance in the hotel room.

"Damnit! Zenigata!" Lupin wasn't that too shocked that the inspector had appeared, he was shocked that he hadn't seen it coming so soon.

"Now I've got you, Lupin! Finally the world famous, Lupin the III, caught after all these years! And I have his accomplices; Fujiko, Goemon, and Jigen!" Zenigata smirked as he pulled three more sets of handcuffs from the inside of his trench coat. "Don't try anything funny, I have a whole squad outside waiting for you."

Lupin just smiled at the usually agitated inspector, "Pops, you should know us by now." Lupin grasped the cuffed-hand and easily slid his hand from the cuff. Zenigata looked quite upset, ready to yell at the top of his lungs. Jigen clenched his fists in frustration and arose from the chair. He pulled his gun from the holster on his belt, aiming at the floor, near where Zenigata stood.

"I'm not in the mood, inspector, so leave."

Jigen fired at the ground, almost where Zenigata stood. As planned, Zenigata jumped back, away from the bullets without even looking where he was going. Soon he found himself dodging the bullets outside the apartment door, the long flight of stairs behind him. With one final warning shot Zenigata jumped back and fell down the flight of stairs. Without saying a word, Jigen put his gun away and went back to reading the paper, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Nice one, Jigen," complimented Lupin. He walked to one of the rooms in the suite and came back with keys in his hands. "Time to go guys."

Fujiko got up from the table and walked towards one of the windows, she cautiously looked out the clear glass and immediately recoiled back and onto the hotel floor. Bullets shattered the glass, making it fly a few feet into the air before it fell to the ground. Lupin ran to Fujiko and brushed the shards of glass off of her, not caring that he was getting the shards on himself. "Are you okay, Fujicakes?"

"Yes Lupin, thanks." She smiled at him, he really did act like a nice guy at times.

"Damn," mumbled Jigen. "I was hoping for once Pops would actually have good aim."

Fujiko gave him an evil stare and opened her mouth to respond but she was silenced as more bullets penetrated the already broken window and partially destroyed wall. Lupin pulled his own gun from the holster and walked towards the window with grace, his back against the wall. Swiftly he revealed himself from the hotel window and shot towards the police. One of the bullets hit Zenigata's hat, knocking it off his head and onto the street floor. Zenigata picked it up and examined it, a nice hole was now on the front and back, black surrounding the smoldered part where the bullet and entered and left. One more inch and the bullet would've blown his brains out. He made an angered face, put his hat on his head, and took a megaphone out from a random police car.

"Lupin!!! Your in more trouble now for attempted murder on a law official! Wait 'til I get you!!!"

Lupin doubled back inside the hotel room, "I wasn't even trying to murder him."

Goemon got up from the chair, awake from his meditative mood. Lupin wasn't sure if it was the bullets or if he had completed his meditation that had awaken the samurai, but he wasn't complaining. Lupin already made up a plan on how to escape easily. "C'mon guys, I have an idea."

Lupin opened the door to the hotel room and ran down to the farthest one in the hall, Fujiko, Jigen, and Goemon followed closeby. Quick as a flash, Goemon destroyed the door to the hotel room Lupin had stopped at with his sword. No one was home, as expected. Lupin ran to the farthest window on the opposite side from where the police were. He opened it and sure enough, there was a fire escape leading down to an alley in the back of the hotel. After much argueing between her and Lupin, Fujiko went first down the steel bars of the ladder. When she reached the bottom she signaled the others to come down, in a few minutes they were all down and running to their Alfa Romeo. 'What idiots,' they thought. The cops hadn't even bothered to guard their getaway car, this was too easy. Too easy indeed. The second they closed the door of the vehicle, smoke started to fill the car. The four tried to open the car doors or a window but everything was sealed tightly shut. Soon they were out cold, the gas had gotten them. The doors finally opened, Inspector Zenigata smiled down at the four captives.

"Get them out of that car and into the best handcuffs, now." He watched as a group of officers each took a person and placed them in a different police car. They took the guns from both Lupin and Jigen and the katana from Goemon. Zenigata watched as the four people he had been chasing for so long were finally caught.

"Well done, Inspector," said one of the officers to him.

"Yeah . . . thanks." Something wasn't right, he knew something was definitely off. Lupin would never let himself get caught so easily, never. He must've been planning something. He shrugged it and walked towards his police car, accomponied by the chief of the police office and two other officers.

"Where do you want us to put these, Inspector?" Zenigata looked to the officer that was talking to him, he held up a clear evidence bag that contained the weapons they had collected.

"I'll take that with me in the front seat." He took the bag from the officer and rode in the passenger seat as the chief drove them to the station. He couldn't get his mind off it still. Something was wrong, he had to find out what.

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