Relaxing

By: Kia Wolf

Chapter 5

I don't own anything, and you should know that, since you probably don't either. So why do I have to keep saying it?

Kia: I actually had to go back and read the last chapter. I couldn't remember what I wrote…I hate when that happens. Anyway, I have THREE, count them, THREE people that have given me reviews! Thanks to April-san for your review. Glad you liked it.

Leon: You mean someone besides your first two readers read this pathetic story?

Kia: Shut up, Leon!

Leon: Why should I?

Kia: Grin Cuz I'm the author…I can make you do whatever I want. Also, I can always go get Clay.

Leon: NO NOT CLAY! OK, FINE! I'LL BE GOOD!

D: Who is Clay?

Kia: A 10 yr. Old buddy of mine that is obsessed with the name Leon, and the character Leon, cuz he's a bad police officer.

D: Oh.

SILENCE

D: You're scared of a 10 yr. Old?

Leon: hiding in corner You don't know this kid, D. He's…he's worse than all your pets.

Kia: Only to you. He's actually a sweet kid. One a responsible 15-yr. Old like me would love to baby-sit.

Leon: RESPONSIBLE? WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO KID?

Kia: Hmph. Just shut up, would you?

Leon: Maybe I like to annoy you.

Deep Arnold Swarttzenager voice: LEAVE HER ALONE! SHE SAID TO SHUT UP, DIDN'T SHE?

Leon: What the heck?

Kia: Jigsaw's home.

Leon: huge eyes Th-that's your Jigsaw?

Kia: Yup. Handsome, ain't he?

Leon: T-t-t-t-that's JIGSAW?

D: Hello, Mr. Vampire! I have not seen you in…almost 100 years, correct?

Jigsaw: Oh, hey, D! Yeah, long time no see! I was just coming to check up on my werewolf baby.

Kia: Well, you'll have to wait for kisses and hugs. Here's the story.

Leon had been strangely quiet during tea. D didn't like that. He wanted to hear him talk, even wanted to hear him cursing at some odd event or object.

"Leon?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah?" Leon answered, seeming to remember that he wasn't alone.

"How are things at the Petshop?" D asked, trying to make conversation.

"Great, just great. Me and Jill figured out the chore arrangement and everything. Oh, and I gave Jill my old room, if you don't mind." Leon smiled.

"The one across the hall from our room? Not at all." D smiled back. "And Jar? How is my little one doing?"

"I don't think he realizes you're actually gone yet. By tonight he'll probably be asking about you, wondering why Jill's still there and why you're not in bed." Leon shrugged.

"Just one more question, Detective. My dear pets?" D said softly.

"Yeah, they're great. I even remembered which pets don't eat meat…sorta." Leon said enthusiastically. He wanted D to think he was responsible. Good thing Jill wasn't there. She'd be laughing at him the whole time.

"That is wonderful." D said, taking a sip of his drink.

"Oh, here." Leon handed D a small box of chocolate. "Not much, but…"

"Thank you!" D immediately opened it. "Would you like some?"

Leon shook his head. "No thanks. On a diet."

"Whatever for?"

"Jill's fault, actually. She started raving about how I was getting a belly, and that I am a part of the PD, and blah, blah, blah…So here I am. On a diet." Leon sighed. "I don't think I'm gettin' any fatter. I still look the same…"

D tried not to laugh. "Of course."

"So…" Leon tried to relax. "About this…Devin character…"

"He is a very nice person." D nodded.

"But something seems strange about him." Leon said suspiciously.

"Must you be so critical of everyone?" D asked.

"Sorry. Comes with the job. You have to be suspicious of everyone in my line of work." Leon noticed the look of disbelief on D's face and smiled. "But, yeah, he seems nice."

D smiled softly. "Truthfully, Leon, I agree with you. There is something strange about him. I thought that very thing the minute I met him."

"Wonder what it is? Maybe he's a drug dealer…or a big-time burglar! Imagine, if this guy were actually something big, and I caught him…Chief'd be really impressed!" Leon smiled as he saw his visions playing through his mind.

D laughed, and drank some more tea. "I do not think that Mr. Devin would be anything like that…But I suppose hoping never hurt anyone."

Then there was silence for a while, as the two drank their tea and thought silently. Finally, something caught D's eye.

"Detective, what is that shirt you are wearing?" D questioned, raising his eyebrow at the t-shirt.

"Oh." Leon glanced down. "That's Felix the Cat. You've never heard of him?"

"No. I didn't know you had a shirt like that."

Leon smiled. "Yeah, Felix happens to be my favorite black cat!" (A/N: Felix happens to be MY favorite cat! I ADORE black cats! They're so cute! I even have a black cat, his name is Fum. Why Fum? Well, before him there was Fee, Fi, and Fo. So now there's Fum. I'm even wearing a Felix the Cat shirt right now! Anyway…back to the story.)

"But what exactly is he, Detective?" D asked.

"Oh. He's a cartoon character. He carries this bag that he can magically pull objects out of. That's all." Leon shrugged.

"Of course…another cartoon character." D sighed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Leon said, with humor in his voice.

"Just that Jar and you watch TV more than any times I ever have. And you are usually watching cartoons." D sighed again, smiling as he pushed a lock of hair out of his face. "I never even needed a TV until you moved in."

Leon grinned. "Good thing I just HAPPENED to have enough money to buy a TV."

D laughed. "Somehow I imagined my Petshop staying somewhat the same after you moved in." He shook his head. "I was mistaken."

Leon smiled happily. Their conversation was interrupted by a soft ringing coming from Leon's coat. "Oh. Excuse me, D."

Leon stood up, taking the cell phone from his pocket and stepping out into the hall. "Hello?"

D sighed as the door closed. "Those…phone things…were created by the hands of evil. I see no use for them. Such annoying things." He started to clean up the tea and treats.

At The Petshop…

"Leon, I am not kidding! Do NOT tell D this, and get back here soon! We have to find Jar!" Jill exclaimed into the phone, scanning the room with her eyes, searching for any sign of the toddler.

"Jill…Jill, calm down. There are many rooms in that darn place. Just look in all the rooms. I'll be there soon. Jar couldn't have gotten anywhere outside, right?" Leon suggested.

"Um…Well…The front door was open…"

"WHY?" Leon scolded.

"Because, Leon! The air conditioner broke! What was I gonna do? It's like an oven in this place! I…I only left for a moment, and when I came back, he was gone!" Jill tried to hold back tears. Her godchild was missing. And it might have been her fault.

"Look, just…calm down, ok? Ask…ask the animals if they know anything."

"ASK THE ANIMALS? WHAT THE HECK WOULD THEY KNOW? THEY CAN'T EVEN TALK TO ME! LEON, JUST GET BACK HERE!" Jill shouted, making T-chan, who sat by her feet, wince.

Leon even winced. Jill could practically see it. "Ok, fine. Just wait a while." They hung up.

With a sigh, Jill hung up the phone, and glanced at T-chan. "Well, do you know what happened to Jar?"

T-chan just shook his head solemnly. Jill sighed again. Then she started searching the rooms.

At the Spa…

"Hey, sorry, D. Really sorry. But I have to go. Emergency came up." Leon said, giving D a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later. Keep this tea junk here, I'll just bring the tea next time, 'kay? Bye."

"Goodbye." D said as Leon rushed down the hall, heading for the exit. He wondered what happened.

Oh well, surely everything was fine…hopefully. Glancing at the clock, D realized he had just enough time to get a quick massage before trying to find Devin. It was almost 3:00. Soon D would turn in for a good night's sleep. That was the one thing he wanted. A long night's sleep.

At home, sometimes Jar woke him, although he was starting to sleep through the night more often. Not to mention the normal duties that he had with his pets.

All this thinking about his good night's sleep had kept him occupied all the way to the room where they gave massages. Smiling, D opened the door. Who else would just happen to be there?

Devin.

Those green eyes made contact with D's mismatched ones, and the edges crinkled with happiness as he smiled at D. But there was something there that D didn't like. Something like…a hidden promise of things to come. Things D didn't want.

"Hello there, Count."

At The Petshop…

Leon burst through the door, expecting to find Jill crying or something to that accord, and all the animals around her. Either that or everyone rushing around like this place was a madhouse trying to find Jar.

Neither of that happened. It was very quiet, and very hot. It seemed the air conditioner actually did break. Jill had a reason to open the door.

But still, where was everyone? Leon set down his things and headed down the hallway. "Jill? Jar? Anyone at all?" He called.

But there was no answer. A few small animals ran past him, startling him. But he ignored them, seeing as there was always some creatures running around here.

"Hey Jill? JILL?" Leon shouted.

"I'm in here, Leo!" Jill's voice called back to him from one of the rooms.

"Any luck with the runaway?" Leon asked, going into the room.

"None. But this was the last place I saw him, so I'm looking for him here." Jill said. She was looking in every nook and cranny. D would absolutely KILL them if he found out they lost his son.

With a sigh, Leon started to search the room too, despite the cat-people that he had never really liked. Femto-Kun was following him closely, as if he thought Leon liked him. Which was not true. But he let him follow anyway, since he seemed upset that the prince of the shop had been…momentarily misplaced.

"Maybe he went to see Medusa." Femto-Kun suggested, folding his arms. "Have any of you checked there?"

Leon winced. Jill insisted that the animals were just animals… nothing more. But could she hear this one? Could she see that the cats were people? If she could, she didn't act like it.

"What'd you say?" Jill asked, glancing over to Leon and Femto-Kun.

"Um…Maybe he went to see Medusa." Leon said.

"That snake? Oh no, what if it hurt him?" Jill said, rushing out of the room. Leon followed her, who was being followed by Femto-Kun.

"Medusa wouldn't hurt him." Leon corrected.

"Why not?"

"Because, Jill. Medusa wouldn't hurt a fly." Leon said.

"Well, she would on accident since she's blindfolded and can't see." Femto-Kun said.

"Watch it kid. You're buggin' me." Leon snapped.

"What?" Jill stopped in front of one of the doors.

"Not you."

"I know." Jill said. "Why are you so mean to the poor boy? He's just trying to be your friend."

"To…Femto-Kun?"

"Yes." Jill folded her arms. Femto-Kun stood by and watched, intrigued at this. D didn't stand up to Leon like Jill did most of the time. So conversations like this didn't happen often.

"You can see he's not a cat?"

"Of course, Leon. I can see that these animals are…different. But I put up with them. Especially since they seem nice." Jill shrugged.

"Oh…Well, let's check Medusa's room." Leon said, opening the door to a dark room. "Medusa?" Only sound of swishing silk answered him. "It's me. Leon. We've got to search your room, ok? We lost Jar, and we're looking everywhere for him. I'm gonna light some candles or something."

After the candles were lit, Medusa could be seen sitting on her chair where she usually was.

"Do you mind, Medusa?" Jill asked. Medusa shook her head. Then she motioned around the room with her hand, as if to say, Go right ahead.

Leon took a deep breath. "Ok, then. Let's start."

Kia: OOOOOO! Leon lost the baby! Leon lost the baby!

Leon: I hate you.

Kia: I know that.

Leon: I really hate you.

Kia: You, and Kai from the Bladebreakers, and…who else was it? Hmm…oh yes, Sano, Kenshin's buddy. It's not like I won't get over it, Leon.

Leon: I still hate you.

Devin: Hey, D, we haven't gotten to that part where we have an 'engaging' conversation. Puts his arm around D's shoulders

Leon: Hey, lay off him!

Kia: Yeah, yeah, just quit complaining Leon. That's the end of Chap. 5. Did ya'll like it? Hope so. I'm starting to have writer's block…My buddy Tiy's coming over tonight and she'll help me think up some ideas. Until then…

Leon: In the background I'M GONNA KILL YOU, DEVIN!

Devin: I'd like to see you try, you shrimp. Laughter

D: Oh, don't be so mean!