To everyone reading this: I thank you all for reviewing. I truly didn't think it'll turn out this great. Don't worry this isn't a farewell chapter. I just wanted to say THANKS. I'm now listening to The Pool Bit Boys: Venus Accident. The theme song for the show No Way! Akimahende. Which aired on Kiku (a Hawaii aired Aisan station) in 2000 I think. I wish the show was sold with subtitles, unfortunately it isn't. I still remember the episode where Katsura was running to her fiance and my friend Remy was chanting "trip trip trip." Hahaha. Theres another show on now called Avengers. It's good. You can check out the website at
Hmm..What else is the music selection...Kuraki Mai's Always, Aya Matsuura's Nee! and Ayumi Hamasaki's CD: I am.
Okay, more math on the characters ages. Basil is either 27 or even possibly 31...Eh I'll go with 27..Lol so Basil would be the same age as Saori's brother. Neato. The only reason: Basil from many other fans are saying is genius prodigy. As for Ratigan...Hmm...Jeeze I don't know maybe..uhh....36? Possibly older..Seriously he looks probably in his late thirties even in his 40's..Heck I'll be lazy and say he's 36. As for the others. Olivia is obviously 8 or 9, Flaversham...hmm 34? I don't know...Let me know what you think.
It had been a month since Saori arrived at Baker Street. At the moment Basil and Dawson were on a case that involved a Judge's widowed wife being sent very threating letters and a series of dangerous events that befell the poor woman. More then once threatening her life.
"This is rather interesting Dawson. It seems that our adversary has a liking to opium, as you can see here the note he left behind reeks of it." Said Basil of Baker Street, who gently held a piece of parchment paper at arms length.
Dawson adjusted his glasses and looked at the ransom note. "Do you think he could be a dealer Basil?"
"It's a possibility.....What's this? It seems that the note is also covered in gunpowder, and..." The detective stared intently at the sheet that had small black specs on it. " some kind of oil. Dawson what do you make of this?"
"I'm not sure..But it has a rather odd scent to it."
"It's sesame seed oil."
The two turned around to see the spy pouring tea into two cups. Noticing their surprised looks she shrugged slightly.
"It's sometimes used in Chinese cooking." Basil gave the spy a odd look.
"How did you know that?" The spy shrugged again.
"The cup Mrs. Stein was using when she came by had the oil smudged onto the cup handle. And I'm pretty sure that when I poured the tea there wasn't any oil on it before hand."
Saori finished her job of pouring tea and placing a plate of cucumber sandwitches next to the teapot and left the room leaving Basil and Dawson to the case.
"Hmm...sesame seed oil, opium and gun powder. If I didn't know any better I'd say this letter came from Mrs. Stein's very house." Dawson was a little perturbed by his friend's sudden conclusion.
"Steady on Basil, how do we know for sure. It could've come from any place that serves food cooked in that oil. It could've even come from a fireworks factory for all we know."
"Very true Dawson...But if I recall, when Mrs. Stein entered I noticed a parculiar stain on her dress, one that would be made by oil, also when I asked about her servants she said that her cook, (a Mr. Jordan) specializes in Chinese, since she's rather fond of those type of ethnic dishes. And as Ms. Fitzpatrick said Chinese food is sometimes cooked with Sesame seed oil, though most dishes are used with peanut oil. As for the opium it's not very hard to get the stuff, depending on where and who you get it from."
"But if it came from Mrs. Stein's very home then that means.." Basil nodded grimly before charging his pipe and lighting it.
"Yes, that's what it exactly what it means Dawson. That the cook is the one sending those letters. But the only problem is why..What could possibly make him want to harm the woman? "
Scilence filled the cluttered room as the detective paced around, deep in thought. After a short while Basil's green eyes went wide and he immediately dashed to the grandfather clock and put on his Inverness and deer stalker.
"Basil where are you going?"
"I'll explain on the way Dawson. We need to get to Mrs. Stein's home immediately. I have a feeling that her life is in grave danger." Said the detective with urgency in his voice.
Hikaru sat on her cot bored out of her mind. Ratigan had sent both James and Cyric on errands; leaving Bernard as her gaurd. Unfortunately for her Bernard wasn't as dumb as she thought he was. Already she tried to scare him off by pretending she was possed. That did't work. Then she tried to sing annoying songs (think 'this is the song that never ends' song.) That didn't work either, since he rounded on her; waving his pistol in her face with threats of shooting her nose off if she didn't shut up. After a while Bernard left to do something leaving her alone in her cell. Bored.
The worst was that she had nothing to do. She already read the large book Cyric gave her and already counted all of the stones on her cell walls and floor. It also didn't help that she had the urge to build something. Anything.
Angrily hopped off the cot and kicked the wall in frustration. Immediately the stone she kicked moved inwards and a floor stone moved out of it's spot, to reveal a hidden staircase. Grinning she quickly too out a bunch of hay from a pillow case, made a lump and placed the cloak over it. She then took out a pack of matches and a candle hidden in her skirt, lit it and decended the staircase.
"Wow this is so neat! Just like those mystery novels Cyric reads."
Below the surface it was damp and cold. Old torches were covered in cobwebs and slimy moss covered the walls. In observation it was obvious that the passage way hadn't been used in decades. Feeling the adrenaline rush in her veins Hikaru continued down the darkend passage.
Like it? Hate it? Sorry if it's really short. I'm up to my knees in homework and tests.
Adventures of Gothkitty: with guest Dawson and Basil
Gothkitty: Hello. This is Gothkitty. Today there won't be an episode of Adventures of Gothkitty due to technical difficulties.
Ratigan: Mainly her creative mind is broken.
Gothkitty: 'glares daggers'
Ratigan:
Gothkitty: Baka nezumi.
Ratigan: What did you call me?
Gothkitty: Nothing..I said baka nozomi.
Ratigan: 'Gives the look'
Gothkitty: What?
Ratigan: I'm just going to ignore that and blame it on your slow brain. 'walks out of the room'
Gothkitty: Yeah..My slow mind..Damn, smug rat. Just cause he's a criminal genius he could say I'm an idiot..Damn nezumi..If I knew aikido I'd...'a shadow casts over her' 'looks up' Uh...Hi? Oh sh''t. 'runs away from a enraged Ratigan'
Sorry if I didn't continue where the previous chapter left off. At the moment it seemed like a good idea, but then; no matter how much I did, it sounded pretty boring. plus I'm being lazy, since I can't think of diddly squat at the moment...Brain is fried from ART 101 aka Introduction to Art and Japanese.....so gomen ne. Please R&R. Thanks.