Hey everyone! How the heck are y'all? How's summer going? Mine pretty BoRiNg. Don't do much, I get to work every once in awhile, 'Heeheehee money! MoneY! All Mine MWAHAHA' Well I know it's been a bit since I last updated this but, hey, what can I say? Sorry? I don't think that'll cut it. So I think I'll try and make this here chapter as long as I can. Well enough of this, how about we go onto the story eh?
Disclaimer- I wonder what would happen if I put a cheese noodle up my nose. (Stare) What? Did you expect me to say something else?
Chapter 5- Making Money On The Streets.
Ayeaka stomps her way pass the series of office desks. Employees quickly stepping out of her way, not wanting to face her wrath. In Ayeaka left hand she grips a small stack of paper, a list of sorts. Ayeaka pushes the doors to Tsunami's office open and stomps in, anger clearly written across her face. Tsunami looks up from her paperwork and gives a friendly smile, "What can I help you with? She asks.
Ayeaka drops the stack of paper on Tsunami's desk, "Would you look at this!" She rants, "This is the list of rules Ryoko has broken since she went down there!" She says waving her arms in the air to exaggerate. She picks up the tops paper from the stack, "Most importantly, she has broken two of the most important ones. Rule # 1013- Guardian angels are not to communicate with the living in anyway under any circumstances. Rule # 907- Guardian angels are to unknown to the person they are watching." Ayeaka places the paper down, "Ryoko has broken both of these rules! I'd like to know what you're going to do about it!"
"What of Fate? Tsunami asks, ignoring Ayeaka's question for the time being.
"Uh.. the balance is stable as of now." Ayeaka says fumbling for words, "But if Ryoko is to stay down there any longer, then it will surely become unbalanced once again. What're you going to do about that hussy?" Ayeaka asks again.
Tsunami glances down at her paperwork on her desk and begins filling them out, "I will do nothing." She says casually, not glancing up.
"But Tsunami! She will surely create havoc, not only down there but up here too." Ayeaka says.
Tsunami continues her paperwork, "But Fate is still in balance. That is all we need to wrry about." Tsunami reminds her.
Ayeaka slams her hands on Tsunami's desk in objection, "But her communicating with that boy and allowing him to see her is changing his Fate!" She yells.
Tsunami glances up and narrows her eyes, "Miss Ayeaka, you're out of line. Don't forget who it is you're speaking to." Tsunami says in a threatening tone. "As for Ryoko allowing him to see her, she did not realize she was allowing him to, therefore it is not her fault. Tenchi doesn't even believe what he saw. He believes it's a dream." Tsunami explains. "As for her communicating with him. True she's not suppose to. But as long as the balance of Fate is stable I will let it slide."
Tsunami looks down at her paperwork and continues, "Now if there is nothing more, I ask you to leave. I am rather busy, as you can plainly see." Ayeaka clenches her fists and grinds her teeth as she stomps her way out of the office, slamming the door shut on her way out. Tsunami glances up at her door and gives a small knowing smile, "Silly Ayeaka,,, Have you considered that perhaps Fate is playing out as it's suppose too?" She asks before looking at the mountain of paperwork on her desk. She sighs in misery, 'I hate paperwork.'
Tenchi breathes a sigh of relief as he enters the safety of his home. He winces in pain as he heads towards his bathroom. Making his way though the garbage, he enters the only clean part of his home.
Ryoko quickly follows him and enters the bathroom. She watches as Tenchi lifts the side of his shirt to examine his side. She winces at the dark bruises on his side, "Owch! That has to hurt." She says. She guesses that he might have a few fractured ribs by the swelling at his sides.
Tenchi sighs and releases his shirt. He walks out of the bathroom and heads towards the couch. He throws himself down on the dirty moldy couch. Just then his phone rings. Tenchi groans and sits up. He throws some newspapers on the ground, off of the small nightstand next to his couch to uncover his phone. He picks the phone up and brings it to his ear. "Hello?" He calls into the phone.
Ryoko brings her ear as close to the phone as she can. She tries to make out what the person on the other line is saying.
"Pick up......usual place. CLICK!" The person hangs up.
Tenchi places the phone back down and lifts himself up off the couch, wincing from the pain at his sides. He makes his way through his house and goes out the door. Ryoko quickly follows behind him, curious as to what he's up to now.
Tenchi walks along the sidewalks of the streets of New York. He keeps his hands in his pockets and his head hanged low as people brush pass him, sometimes bumping into him, causing him to wince in pain. The streets are a busy place and crowded. Many find it quicker to walk to where they have to go with how much traffic gets back up. That's the reason why Tenchi never got a car, that and the fact he can't afford one.
Tenchi passes a bum on the sidewalk. He's dressed in rags. He's dirty and rugged looking. In his right hand he holds a small coffee cup. He holds it out to passing people as they walk by, begging for money so he can feed himself. Tenchi hangs his head lower as he walks by thinking that sooner or later he could very well be that bum.
He turns into an alleyway on the side of a Chinese restaurant. There by the dumpsters stands Azaka and Kimedaki as they wait for him. Tenchi stops before the two men the recently beat him for not paying their boss. Azaka looks around the alleyway to make sure no one is around. "The boss has a new shipment in." He says.
Tenchi nods his head once. Kimedaki hand him a plastic bag filled with white powder, "Make sure you sell all of it this time Masaki." Kimedaki warns.
"How much does he expect?" Tenchi asks.
"Three grand." Kimedaki replies. Tenchi nods his head and puts the bag into his pocket.
"He wants it in two days." Azaka says, "If I were you, I'd start selling. He's not very happy with your progress lately." He warns.
Ryoko watches the exchange in confusion. What're they talking about? What's in the bag? Who's their boss? Those were some of the questions going through her head. Her train of thought ended as Tenchi begins to leave. She quickly follows behind him.
Ryoko glances around the area as Tenchi walks down the streets. To her, it seems that he knows exactly where he's going. But still, she wishes she knows what it is that Tenchi is carrying with him. Ryoko stops as Tenchi pauses in front of a rather old broken down building. He glances around the area as if nervous someone is watching him. Ryoko floated to the ground and stands on her feet. "So what's this place?" She asks knowing she wouldn't get an answer.
To her surprise Tenchi quickly turned around as if startled and looked about the area. Ryoko paused not knowing what to think. Tenchi shakes his head and let's out a shaky breath before knocking on the door of the old building. The door opens and Tenchi walks in. Ryoko shakes out of her stupor and walk into the building.
To Ryoko's surprise. The inside of the building looks quite furnished and fancy. Red carpeting covers the floor of the building. Expensive rich looking furniture all across the room and the walls looking sturdy will polished wood. The whole building has a ballroom look to it as Ryoko can best describe it. Many men are scattered throughout the building. Ryoko catches sight of Tenchi before he walks through a pair of doors on the far end of the building. Ryoko quickly glides her way across the room and through the doors.
Tenchi stands before a dangerous looking man. Four men with guns stand at his side as he sits and stares at Tenchi. He drums his fingers on arm of his chair. His cold violet eyes glance at Tenchi's form up and down as if measuring him up. Tenchi stands there under his gaze, knowing better not to speak until spoken to. "So Masaki. My men tell me you have some sand for me." The man's voice breaks through the silence.
Tenchi pulls the plastic bag out of his pocket filled with the white powdery sand. The man nods his head to one of his guards and he walks over to Tenchi and takes the bag from his hand. The guard takes a pinch of it and sniffs it. It goes into his nose and circulates throughout his body. He nods his head towards his boss. "So what's the cost?" The man says.
"Four grand" Tenchi starts.
The man shakes his head and immediately disagrees, "No, no, no. Too high. Two point eight grand." The man offers.
"Three point five." Tenchi offers.
The man crosses his arms as he thinks about it. He glances at the bag, calculating its amount. "Three point two. My final offer." The man says.
Tenchi nods his head, "Deal." He says.
The man nods to one of his guards and he walks away. Ryoko stands watching the whole scene in astonishment, 'So he's into drug dealing too.' Ryoko thinks to herself. 'This keeps getting more and more interesting.' She watches as the guard returns with a white plastic bag.. He throws it at Tenchi.
Tenchi picks the bag up and peers inside looking at all the money in the bag. The man stood up from his seat, "As always, a pleasure doing business with you. Masaki." The man says as he walks away with his guards in tow.
Tenchi watches him, as he leaves the room, "Yes it was,,, Kain" Tenchi quickly turns around and heads towards the exit. Ryoko quickly follows Tenchi. A guard at the door opened the door and waited for Tenchi to leave before closing it. Tenchi sighs in relief once he's out of the building. He really has to learn to bite back his fears. He was almost shaking with nervousness.
"Well,,, That went better then expected!" Tenchi says before he glances into the bag. Before he forgets, He removes two hundred dollars from the bag full of money and puts it into his pocket. The rest has to go to his 'boss' Whoever that was. He never really met him, or knows anything about him. Happy that for once something came easy in his life Tenchi makes his way back home, unknowing that he has someone following him with a scowl across her face as she floats behind him.
Ryoko keeps her eyes up at the stars as the night hours tick by. She looks over her shoulder to see Tenchi snoring away on his couch. She turns her gaze back to the window as she frowns in thought. She still doesn't understand why she has to watch over a guy like this. All she's been able to make out about this guy is that he's a poor, filthy, drug selling, wimpy, scrawny guy who doesn't seem to be important to the world. The world probably wouldn't even notice if the guy just suddenly died in his sleep.
Ryoko sighs in frustration, it's just her luck to be caught in this and not able to do anything about it. She turns away from the window and walks over to where Tenchi is sleeping. She just stares down at his form, a slight grin plays across her lip, 'However, he is kind of cute.' She thinks to herself, 'And fun to mess with.' Ryoko laughs.
Ryoko walks back towards the window. She stares out into the star filled sky. She pitied Tenchi a bit. His life is almost as screwed up as hers was. She was into the whole drug selling business, except she was in it a lot deeper then he was. She was in it so deep that she couldn't fight her way out of it.
All she could do is run, and that's exactly what she did do. She ran, except running only got her into an even more deeper situation, one she wishes to forget, only the nightmares of her past will never let her go. Then she was brought down. The people that day cheered when they saw her body thrown into that God forsaken...
Ryoko shakes her head to banish the thoughts. She hates dwelling in the past. Nothing good comes from it, only pain and suffering. It's useless to dwell on incidents that are long passed. She just wishes that people would believe the truth when she told it to them. If they did then she wouldn't have been...
Ryoko lets out a shaking breath her train of thought focusing on something more important. Like how to get Tenchi to clean his disgusting, cockroach infested home. The answer to that question is yet to be solved though. Perhaps if he really saw how bad it is to live in a home like this. She looks about the room, the moonlight illuminating through the window gives her enough light to see all the trash. Ryoko shakes her head, "What a dump." She says aloud before walking away from the window.
On the couch Tenchi opens his eyes hearing someone speaking. When he looks towards the window he sees a woman with cyan hair disappear as she walks away from the window. He blinks trying to figure out what he just saw. Yawning loudly he decides to think about it tomorrow morning, when he's actually awake enough to think straight.
Hey hey hey! Well everyone that's a wrap for this chapter. So How was it? Good? Bad? Surprising? Hmm... seems something happened to Ryoko when she was alive... But what ever could it be? Well I'm still working out all the details on that but I'll figure it out eventually. Anyways, give me a review and tell me what you think. All suggestions are cherished and helpful. Well it's 1 in the morning and I got work tomorrow...er.. today so I'll see y'all later. TTNC!