Okay....I know James's past is in more depth then the other made up characters so..I'll say the other's character's past...except Cyric's. BWAHAHAHA! Sorry but I have ideas for a sequel for that part. 'grins evilly'. I've now relised..Making dates so it'll ALL fit is difficult...Man I have a head ache...damn you math..damn you....And just to let you know...I kinda suck at Shakespearean language... I'm now listening to the song coconut from Sprung Monkey. You know the one with the lime and the coconut? Yeah. That one.
First of all Saori is the youngest of her family. But this is kinda more about her family's past.
Her father's family; mainly his mother (Hitomi), father (Akito), and two younger sisters (Akane and Megumi) left Japan during the height and chaos of the Bakamatsu (I'm guessing is 1865), (with much protest by the other members of the family mainly his mother's side.). Saori's father was in his early teens at the time (14). The family was sneaked out of Japan (because her grandfather refused to let his only son (Kentaro) die in a war) by a merchant ship and made a new life in England.
Another reason why is that Akito's family was known to be famous blacksmiths and had created swords for previous wars. By the time the Bakamatsu was in it's height Akito vowed to give up swordmaking (because his older brother who was in the war died by a sword he made) and decided to become a potter. So that's another reason why he moved his family to England.
(A/N: Sorry if it's a little confusing.)
A few years later Saori's father met her mother (Cathleen Fitzpatrick) a young Irish girl who's father was once part of the British army.
The two became fast friends and started dating. (Much to the disgretion of the girl's father). A few years later they married (1871) and had their first child Aidan. Much later they had Saori (1881). But before that between the time of Aidan and Saori's birth, Megumi the older sister returned to Japan, met and married a young blacksmith named Hiroshi. They had a baby girl named Rae who is three years older then Saori.
Hikaru is an only child and daughter to Akane. Her father was a early retired member of Mouseland yard and became a journalist for the local paper. Her mother became a housewife. Hikaru found her love for pyromania when playing in Akito's pottery studio and accidently poured some chemicals into the fire. And if any one asks..Her biggest wish for a gift is a flamethrower. Bwahaha.
Okay...I'll give you a small preview of Cyric's past. But only a peek.
Cyric was born into a the world and culture of the Irish Romany gypsys. He never knew his father and was brought up by his mother and other members of the gypsy clan. His mother (Nadja) weaved and sold rugs and clothes, and was good friends with Saori's family. Before she died she asked that Cyric stay with the Hiragawa's, since there was so much prejudice towards the gypsies at the time. The first few months after his mother died Cyric became depressed, and to get him out of his depresion, Kentaro taught him Kenjitsu in order for Cyric to become stronger. His interest in the parinormal came into play when he snuck into the Tower of London to see if the rumors of the two prince's ghosts were real. He found out more then he bargined for and ran home screaming. He was 10 at the time. (A/N: hehehehehe)
James reached Hikaru's cell and opened the door. Seeing the lump on the bed he gently shook it.
"Hey kid wake up. I brought you some lunch....Hey. Kid you up? You better not be playing possum again.."
Worried that something was wrong he lifted the cloak and went wide eyed. The kid wasn't there.
"Shit! Oh this isn't good..Where the heck could she have gone? "
His question was answered as a stone from the floor gave way, revealing a hidden staircase. Once the stone stopped a small black and red streaked head popped into view.
Hikaru grinned up at James.
"Hi." The pirate was flabbergasted.
"How did you get in there?"
Hikaru shrugged. "It was an accident?"
The pirate raised an eyebrow.
"An accidnet eh?"
a pause follwed.
"Ehehe..Okay it was sort of an accident. You see that stone on the wall that's moved inside? I kinda got mad and kicked it. So it caved in and the staircase appeared. And guess what? It leads right to the rat's room. Wanna see?" Asked Hikaru with a eager look on her face.
"Um..Maybe later..I brought you lunch."
Hikaru crawled out of the hole and the stone returned to it's normal spot. Happily the pyromaniac child climbed onto the cot and took the sandwich from the plate.
"Where's Cyric?"
James grinned.
"He went to deliver your letter. Let's cross our fingers and hope he confesses."
"Hai. But what if the rat finds out?" Hikaru asked worriedly.
" If the plan goes right he'll be too preoccupied." Said the pirate.
Hikaru finished the last of her sandwich and grinned.
"Hai! Demo I'm kind of worried that if his plan goes well and he gets rid of Basil-san then takes over England it will all go to hell." James nodded in agreement.
"You're right kid. But we don't have a choice in that matter I'm afraid..."
Hikaru's ears lowered sadly. James coughed and put an arm around her shoulder.
"Don't worry everything will be alright. Now..Why don't you show me what you've found?"
The girl immediately perked up, jumped off the cot and pushed the stone on the wall inwards. The floor stone gave way and Hikaru grabbed the pirate's hand and literally dragged him towards the stair case.
"Haiyaku! Haiyaku!"
James smiled and allowed himself to be dragged down into the dank passage way.
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Saori, Basil and Dawson returned to Baker Street sopping wet from the heavy rain that fell a few minutes ago. They had managed to buy the groceries and find a gift for Olivia; a Basset Hound stuffed animal.
The three went upstairs and into their respective rooms to change out of their wet things. Saori entered her room and closed the door. Changing into a pair of dry clothes she heard a rapping sound on the window.
Opening it, she popped her head out.
"What beauty has thy heavens sent me. For she is an angel and is as fair as the moon and as radiant as the sun."
Saori looked down to see Cyric grinning up at her.
"Cyric what are you doing here?"
The gypsy either didn't hear her question or didn't care as he started to climb the drain pipe.
"Thine angel speaks. O speak again fair maid. For thy voice is like ringing of a sweet song."
Cyric crawled through the window and stood before a very shocked Saori, who was also really concerned.
" C-Cyric..Are you okay? Are you drunk or something?"
The gypsy grabbed her into an embrace. Saori turned bright red and noticed the sweet scent of rum on his shirt. He was definately not in his right mind at the moment.
"O-Oi this isn't funny. Y-you're drunk..So why don't you let go of me and si-"
Cyric cupped her face with his hand and looked into her eyes.
"If I'd dare steal a kiss from thine lips, I'd be the envy of man."
With that he kissed her fully on the lips. The spy went wide eye and blushed darker. Too shocked to do anything she stayed like that, until Cyric let go of her and bowed elegantly.
" Thou angel has capture thine heart. This unworthy soul of a man who basks in the light of thy moon's envy thanks you. Adieu. Adieu sweet and pure maid. For thine kiss will never be forgotten."
Cyric then leaped out of the window, slid down the drain pipe, and disppeared down the street.
Saori's legs gave way from under her and she stared at the window where the gypsy left. Her face still bright red.
"W-what the hell was that about."
She didn't have the chance to think more of the subject, since the door bell rang from downstairs. Half dazed she exited her room and raced downstairs to open the front door.
Outside was a elderly woman with long pepper and salt colored hair, that was held up in a loose bun; and wore a simple mauve colored dress. The woman held a long object wrapped in a old strip of cloth. She smiled kindly at the young mouse.
"Hello..If I may ask is Mr. Basil of Baker Street in?"
Saori smiled and nodded.
"Yes he is. Please come inside, make yourself comfortable and I'll let him know. Would you like a cup of tea? Ma'am? Is something wrong?" Asked the spy curiously. The elderly woman blushed in embarassment.
"Oh I'm sorry, my dear...It's just that you remind me of a little girl I knew a while back., and no tea for me please." Said the elderly woman as she took a seat on the couch.
Just then Basil walked into room straightening his ascot/tie. (A/N: I think it's an ascot. Not sure)
Saori excused herself and returned to the kitchen.
The elderly woman immediately stood up and walked up to the detective, with a look of urgency on her face.
"Mr. Basil. My name is Tabitha Lancer, and I'm in desperate need of your assitance."
Basil was taken aback by the woman's urgency. His deducing skills immediately kicked into gear as he looked at the elderly woman.
"If I may say, you've recently arrived from the market district, not too far from here. And that you traveled a great distance before that."
Tabitha stared wide eyed at the detective.
"How on earth did you know that?" Basil grinned.
"Your dress's sleeves are smudged with baking flour that has already been baked, and your skirt hem shows the tell tale sign of gravel bits and mud."
"You're right. I did pass through the market district to get here, and I knew after reading about the cases you and your associate have solved you'd be able to help me. Have you heard of the Japanese family that was slaughtered five years ago?" Asked Tabitha.
Basil nodded grimly, and took a seat in his red chair.
"I have..Mouseland Yard said that no evidence was found, so they had to leave the case as a mass suicide. The reports said that the three children were never found, and the adults died of slashes to the head, neck, stomach and chest. One of the children was the daughter of one of Mouseland Yard's best..But if I may ask, what relation did you have with them?"
Tabitha took out a hankerchief from her purse and wiped her eyes.
" I was their neighbor Mr. Basil. They were the kindest people ever..Poor things. They didn't deserve such a horrible fate." Her voice shook as she continued.
"The reason why I'm here, is that I want you to take the case. It was Mr. Hiragawa's last wish. For his child's future..."
"His last wish? But when Mouseland Yard arrived the family was dead." Said Basil, who looked at the woman a tad suspiciously.
"I was the one who made the call for Mouseland Yard...I-I didn't know what happened...Until I went over..When I arrived at their front door it was wide open, curiosity got the better of me, and I entered...Then that's when I saw the horror of what became of that poor family...Mr. Basil the image has never left my mind for the past five years! There was so much blood, Gods so much of it!! Mr. Hiragawa, his wife, his sister and his father all dead...I noticed that the children were missing, and feared the worst for them. When I was about to leave Mr. Hiragawa moved slowly and lifted his head.
I rushed over to help him up and asked what happened..He told me that they must never find the children nor get ahold of this container. I asked him what it was, but he was already dead. When Mouseland yard arrived they searched for the chldren, but they only found a small hair ribbon....Months went by and no family members arrived to take care of the belongings, so I kept them in my home, just incase the children came back."
Tabitha broke down sobbing and wiped her eyes with the hankerchief.
The detective stood from his chair and patted the woman on the shoulder reasurringly.
"Don't worry Ms. Lancer..I will look into the case..But first may I see that container?"
"Yes of course"
The elderly woman handed him the small tube and he twisted it open. Inside was a scroll of yellowed partchment paper. Unrolling it he noticed it was in Japanese and began to read it. Basil raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"This paper has directions on making a sword..Is this what the murderers were after?"
Tabitha nodded sadly. Her hands began to ring together.
"I didn't know what it was, but I guessed it was awfully important. You see Mr. Hiragawa's father's family were, or I'm guessing still are famous blacksmiths in Japan. I don't know the detail of why his father gave up the occupation, but it was because his uncle died in the Ba..I can't pronounce it.."
"Bakamatsu?"
" Yes that's it."
The spy knocked on the kitchen door and popped her head out.
"Sorry to interrupt, but it's almost noon and I'm making lunch now..Cheese sandwiches and vegetable soup..Is that alright?"
Basil nodded.
"Yes, of course. Thank you Ms. Fitzpatrick."
The spy smiled and went back into the kitchen.
Tabitha gave the detective a odd look.
"Mr. Basil..May I ask...What is that girl's name?"
" Cathleen Fitzpatrick. She's a live in maid that started working for me about a month ago. Why do you ask?" Questioned the detective curiously.
"It's nothing really...Maybe if I gave you this it'll explain more."
The elderly woman rummaged through her purse and handed the detective a old photograph.
Basil's eyes widedned. The picture was of three children. Two girls and a boy. The eldest girl was the splitting image of Fitzpatrick as if she were a child.
"This is.."
"Yes. The three children. The eldest girl's name was Saori Hiragawa. Sweetest child you'd meet....Her mother's name was also Cathleen Fitzpatrick...The same as your maid...It's funny. When I saw her earlier, I thought I was seeing a ghost. Even if it was Saori I doubt she'd recognise me..." Said Tabitha softly.
"A ghost indeed." Commented Basil off handedly, who 's eyes fell to the kitchen door.
Inside the kitchen Saori started to cut the vegetables for the soup. Her mind drifted back to what happened earlier.
"Why can't I stop thinking about that...He was drunk and was obviously not in his right mind..I mean it wasn't even a real kiss if he was like that...Right..Yeah..that had to be it."
She filled a pot with water and put it on the stove to boil.
"But then he could've really been sober and was confessing...Nah! It would've been nice though...Baka Saori..What the heck are you thinking..."
Chop
"Maybe he wasn't kidding..."
chop chop chop
The spy's face darkened.
"Or maybe he was screwing with my head? Kuso! That low down, no good baka yaro!..Cyric no baka! Bakabakabaka!!!...Oh Cyric just you wait, I'll get you back for screwing with my head. Ohohohoho...'poses' Just you wait..YOU'LL KNOW THE MEANIN OF HELL WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU!!!!!. Eh? Shitmatta the pot!!!!"
Saori grabbed the over boiling pot and dropped it when the hot metal burned her hands.
CRASH!
AH! KUSO!!!!!
LOL! Sorry about this chapter..I couldn't help it...hehehehehe. Please R&R.
Adventures of Gothkitty
Last time on AoG Ratigan looked in on the poem 'Macavity the Mystery Cat'
Ratigan: 'on the computer looking at CATS fansites/ reading CATS fanfiction' Hmmm...Interesting...'click' It's a Broadway play...hmmm....Maybe I should go to New York and visit this Macavity...
1 hour later.
Ratigan is at the Honolulu Airport, walks to ticket booth.
Ratigan: Yes I'd like one ticket to New York please. On your earliest flight.
lady behind desk: 'has a disturbed look on' That'll be 10:15 sir...Um..It seems that you haven't made a reservation..
Ratigan: 'smiles suavely' That won't be a problem. 'lays a wad of money on the desk' Will that cover the amount?
lady: Yes it will..Thank you..Enjoy your flight...
Meanwhile..
Gothkitty: Has anybody seen Ratigan?
Basil: No...Why?
Gothkitty: Cause I just went to the bank and found that my checking account has been cleared out..and when I asked who took the money the clerk said it was a six and a half foot rat..
Dawson: I believe he went to New York.
Gothkitty: WHAT?! Wait...Why?
Dawson: He was looking at these websites that had people dressed up like cats and...
Gothkitty: THAT BAKA! Dang..I think I should have explained to him before hand that it's just a fictional character and nothing more..I wonder if he even knows that CATS has been out of show for a few years? Well then...Too New York...
Please R&R. Domo Arigatou.
A/N: I'm not sure if I'll continue with The Adventures of Gothkitty, due to the fact that it could be a possible violation to get my account terminated..But I will finsh this segment in the next chap..