On an average day the Police Department was anything but exciting. Today however, it was bustling with action. With the party that night at the museum, everyone would have to be working extra shifts and extra hours. Every officer would be patrolling the museum at one point of the day, and those who didn't receive the party shift were considered lucky.
In the police rec. room, two men sat with rather annoyed faces. The older man got up and walked over to the mirror, running his finger over the bandage on his cheek. In his last assignment, he had received a rather nasty cut and he was bothered by the fact it would leave a scar on his face.
The younger man looked up and rolled his eyes at his commanding officer. "You know if you keep messing with it, it's only gonna get worse, Bro."
"I know I know, Sai, but the thing itches." Domon turned to look at the boy he was training. "So what do you think about your dad assigning us to the party watch tonight?"
Sai made a face and leaned back on the chair he was sitting in. "It really sucks. That party is going to be a real bore. I mean, who in their right mind would try anything at that place? It would just be dumb and a waste of time."
Domon shook his head and smiled slightly. "Well then our job should be easy. Look at it this way, it's good practice for you."
Sai rolled his eyes. "Yay, that's all I need." He said in a rather dry tone, which only caused Domon to laugh a bit harder.
"Oh come on, when I was your age, I would have killed to get a chance like you."
Sai looked at him and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess..."
"You guess?" Domon asked a bit annoyed.
Sai looked at him with an odd face. "Look it's not that I don't care, it's just...well...I'm never given a chance. My father thinks...I don't know what he thinks. It seems I get all the easy jobs instead of the really good ones. I can't do anything with out his permission and I have no personal life anymore."
Domon smiled and messed Sai's hair up. "Welcome to the force kid."
Sai smiled and pushed his hand away. "Ah shut up." He said with a laugh and walked off to the main desk.
Domon laughed more but then paused as he looked at himself once more.
"DON'T TOUCH IT!" Sai's voice shouted from the front.
Domon made a face and made his way towards the lad. "Just like his old man too...eyes everywhere."
Lonbai Saici was filling out some paper works when he heard his son shout. He looked up to see him looking towards the back and then laughed; but the moment his son saw him he looked down and then saluted. Lonbai nodded and then looked back down at his paper work. This party was a crime lord's wet dream. He gave a deep sigh and then looked back at his son.
Kasshu was next to him. Domon was one of his best and he wanted his son to be one of the best too. He tried to be a little easy on his son. His wife died giving birth to him. Lonbai felt he had always gave Sai what he needed, but lately, something seemed different about him. That was why he decided that he need to give him some work. The party; he had heard the others saying it would be boring, but Lonbai knew other wise.
Though he couldn't prove it, Wong was going to be involved somehow. A shiver ran down his back. God he hated that man. No matter what happened in this town, it was somehow always linked back to Wong.
Besides Wong, there was one other name at the top of the wanted list, Cat. There was no doubt that this thief would be at party as well. The true identity of this man was unknown, yet there were many leads pointing to a local businessman, George de Sand. Unfortunately, if the leads were wrong and they charged the wealthy man, it would bring bad publicity to the department.
On the other hand, there was a stack of leads that pointed to Yuki Morrow, a young accountant that worked at Mr. de Sand's company. He handled almost all the company's paper work dealing with income and profits. Which made him a prime suspect as well.
Both set of leads were fairly solid and figuring out which were the right one's to follow is a job that had been going on for a few years now. Either way, Cat was going to be attending the party, and with more than rubbing elbows with the city's finest on his mind.
***
The purple eyes in the doorway watched the blue haired man from across the hall. George de Sand showed little emotion as he watched the lad known as Yuki Morrow, look through some paper work and then file them. Ever since that man had started to work for him, things in George's life had changed greatly. Rumors had begun to form about him, ideas, and stories. George frown at the thoughts in his head
Morrow was linked somehow, but how and why? Was he out for revenge? Wanted money? He did not know. It bothered him. Yuki Morrow looked up at the businessman. They glared at one another for a long moment until both gave an odd smile and nodded to one another. That man is as calm as a cat. George raised a brow but let his thoughts pass. He turned quickly and entered his office.
A vase of fresh roses were siting on a near by table. He looked at it for a moment and then took out a rose, bringing it close to his mouth. He began to think. Tonight; everyone in the city was ecstatic about it. He had thoughts not to go. He looked at the invitation on his desk and picked it up. He looked the golden letters over and frowned more. Maria Louise made no secrets about the way she felt for him.
He had been encouraged to continue to see her. She was wealthy, like him. Had power, much like him as well and had all the charm and manners of a refine young lady. However, she was boring. She was proper and respectable, but boring; and talked too much. He smiled at his thoughts and then placed the rose down. He looked at the invitation once more.
He felt bored already just by thinking about going. He quickly placed the invitation down and turned as if he was going to leave. He stopped and looked at it once more. An odd smile came to his face.
"Very well, I do not know why, but I feel tonight, it will be very interesting if I show up."
***
It was cold and dark in the back room of the restaurant. That's the way Wong liked it, and being the boss, his word was law. Even from the outside, the China Jade was an eerie building. It was in a run down area of town and usually crawling with sleazy people.
The girls stood on the sidewalk outside the building, not wanting to enter though they both knew they had to.
"Do we have to go in Rachel? It smells bad in there and it gives me the creeps." Jill shook her head and held her nose. "You can smell the stench from out here, it makes me sick."
Rachel nodded then shook her head. "I know, but, after tonight, we won't have to worry about ever coming back to this place. From now on, everything we take will be ours to keep."
"I sure hope you're right Rachel." Jill crossed her arms over her chest, waiting to follow the other girl inside.
Rachel looked at the building for a moment. Many times she wanted to run away, take Jill and just run, but she knew she couldn't. They, he would find her. Hurt them and crush them like bugs. It didn't matter to him who he killed or hurt on his way up to power, he just wanted power. Rachel took a breath and marched through the door. She whispered to Jill before they entered, "Stay close to me."
The front was dark and cold and a few odd looking men were eating at old moldy tables that were beginning to fall apart. A large man stood in the back by a door. When he saw them he nodded, but showed no emotion. Rachel never really knew his name. Argo... something. She had heard it once and she wasn't even sure if his name was Argo. Everyone around him just called him Fist, and boy, fists he did have.
"Ah, my favorite girls in the world." A cold oily voice called out to them from the other side of the door. Fist opened it and let them in. There he was. Rachel couldn't help by sneer and Jill couldn't help but ball her hands up into fist. The man in front of them was a good-looking man, but his personality and soulless heart made him a monster.
"Hello...girls." He raised a brow at the word girls. It caused shivers to run down both Jill and Rachel's backs. "Is everything set for tonight?" He calmly asked.
"Don't worry about that. We'll get what you want...and you'll let us go."
"Of course." He smiled at Rachel's comment.
Rachel frowned more. Couldn't the bastard take of his damn sunglasses when talking to her? How the hell did he even see? Rachel was use to the dark but even in his room she couldn't see that well.
Jill stood closely behind Rachel, still holding her nose. The heavy scent of mold and bad food made her dizzy. She never said anything though, the boss would find it offensive.
"Is there something wrong with your nose?" Wong was looking past Rachel and at Jill, with his sunglasses however; it was impossible to tell where he was looking.
"No...No sir... I mean...well...I um..my nose itches that's all..." Jill looked up nervously and removed her hand from her nose. Almost instantly she made a face and quickly went back to holding her nose.
"Does the smell of my restaurant bother you?" Wong sat forward in his chair as if he was about to get up.
"No...sir...I just..." Jill began to speak only to be cut off by the sound of a fist slamming down on a table, followed by the sound of glass breaking as the wineglass he had full of Pocky fell from the table.
"What a horribly disrespectful girl you are! Not only are you lying, you find my place of business disgusting! Why don't you come over here and tell me what you think I should do about it huh?!" Wong stood up and glared down at the girl.
Rachel bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from jumping on Wong and tearing his head off. Even Rachel didn't yell at Jill like that. "Wong..." She said calmly. He didn't move but he did become quiet. "Jill has a bloody nose and does not wish to make a mess of your restaurant." Rachel said after a moment. She wanted to quickly change the subject. "Everything will be ready for tonight. Tomorrow you will be the wealthiest man in all of Gundarium, maybe even the world." She noticed an odd smirk come to his face
"Ah, yes, very well. You two little birds will want to get ready then." Rachel nodded some. He waved his hand to dismiss them.
Jill turned quickly and was out of the room before Rachel could blink. Just as Rachel began to walk away she felt a hand slide around her waist holding her back. She gave a loud gasp and then sneered as she squeezed Wong's arm. He pressed his face against the side of her cheek.
"Remember my little bird...all goes well tonight...or the little brat will know what a real nose bleed is like."
Rachel's body tense and she felt Wong nuzzle the side of her neck. She quickly jerked from his arms. "You have nothing to worry about." She said in a deadly tone. They two glared at each other for a moment until Rachel turned quickly and hurried away.
Wong watched the two girls leave the building and gave a wicked grin. "Flap as hard as you want, my little birds, you won't be getting far."
In the police rec. room, two men sat with rather annoyed faces. The older man got up and walked over to the mirror, running his finger over the bandage on his cheek. In his last assignment, he had received a rather nasty cut and he was bothered by the fact it would leave a scar on his face.
The younger man looked up and rolled his eyes at his commanding officer. "You know if you keep messing with it, it's only gonna get worse, Bro."
"I know I know, Sai, but the thing itches." Domon turned to look at the boy he was training. "So what do you think about your dad assigning us to the party watch tonight?"
Sai made a face and leaned back on the chair he was sitting in. "It really sucks. That party is going to be a real bore. I mean, who in their right mind would try anything at that place? It would just be dumb and a waste of time."
Domon shook his head and smiled slightly. "Well then our job should be easy. Look at it this way, it's good practice for you."
Sai rolled his eyes. "Yay, that's all I need." He said in a rather dry tone, which only caused Domon to laugh a bit harder.
"Oh come on, when I was your age, I would have killed to get a chance like you."
Sai looked at him and shrugged his shoulders. "I guess..."
"You guess?" Domon asked a bit annoyed.
Sai looked at him with an odd face. "Look it's not that I don't care, it's just...well...I'm never given a chance. My father thinks...I don't know what he thinks. It seems I get all the easy jobs instead of the really good ones. I can't do anything with out his permission and I have no personal life anymore."
Domon smiled and messed Sai's hair up. "Welcome to the force kid."
Sai smiled and pushed his hand away. "Ah shut up." He said with a laugh and walked off to the main desk.
Domon laughed more but then paused as he looked at himself once more.
"DON'T TOUCH IT!" Sai's voice shouted from the front.
Domon made a face and made his way towards the lad. "Just like his old man too...eyes everywhere."
Lonbai Saici was filling out some paper works when he heard his son shout. He looked up to see him looking towards the back and then laughed; but the moment his son saw him he looked down and then saluted. Lonbai nodded and then looked back down at his paper work. This party was a crime lord's wet dream. He gave a deep sigh and then looked back at his son.
Kasshu was next to him. Domon was one of his best and he wanted his son to be one of the best too. He tried to be a little easy on his son. His wife died giving birth to him. Lonbai felt he had always gave Sai what he needed, but lately, something seemed different about him. That was why he decided that he need to give him some work. The party; he had heard the others saying it would be boring, but Lonbai knew other wise.
Though he couldn't prove it, Wong was going to be involved somehow. A shiver ran down his back. God he hated that man. No matter what happened in this town, it was somehow always linked back to Wong.
Besides Wong, there was one other name at the top of the wanted list, Cat. There was no doubt that this thief would be at party as well. The true identity of this man was unknown, yet there were many leads pointing to a local businessman, George de Sand. Unfortunately, if the leads were wrong and they charged the wealthy man, it would bring bad publicity to the department.
On the other hand, there was a stack of leads that pointed to Yuki Morrow, a young accountant that worked at Mr. de Sand's company. He handled almost all the company's paper work dealing with income and profits. Which made him a prime suspect as well.
Both set of leads were fairly solid and figuring out which were the right one's to follow is a job that had been going on for a few years now. Either way, Cat was going to be attending the party, and with more than rubbing elbows with the city's finest on his mind.
***
The purple eyes in the doorway watched the blue haired man from across the hall. George de Sand showed little emotion as he watched the lad known as Yuki Morrow, look through some paper work and then file them. Ever since that man had started to work for him, things in George's life had changed greatly. Rumors had begun to form about him, ideas, and stories. George frown at the thoughts in his head
Morrow was linked somehow, but how and why? Was he out for revenge? Wanted money? He did not know. It bothered him. Yuki Morrow looked up at the businessman. They glared at one another for a long moment until both gave an odd smile and nodded to one another. That man is as calm as a cat. George raised a brow but let his thoughts pass. He turned quickly and entered his office.
A vase of fresh roses were siting on a near by table. He looked at it for a moment and then took out a rose, bringing it close to his mouth. He began to think. Tonight; everyone in the city was ecstatic about it. He had thoughts not to go. He looked at the invitation on his desk and picked it up. He looked the golden letters over and frowned more. Maria Louise made no secrets about the way she felt for him.
He had been encouraged to continue to see her. She was wealthy, like him. Had power, much like him as well and had all the charm and manners of a refine young lady. However, she was boring. She was proper and respectable, but boring; and talked too much. He smiled at his thoughts and then placed the rose down. He looked at the invitation once more.
He felt bored already just by thinking about going. He quickly placed the invitation down and turned as if he was going to leave. He stopped and looked at it once more. An odd smile came to his face.
"Very well, I do not know why, but I feel tonight, it will be very interesting if I show up."
***
It was cold and dark in the back room of the restaurant. That's the way Wong liked it, and being the boss, his word was law. Even from the outside, the China Jade was an eerie building. It was in a run down area of town and usually crawling with sleazy people.
The girls stood on the sidewalk outside the building, not wanting to enter though they both knew they had to.
"Do we have to go in Rachel? It smells bad in there and it gives me the creeps." Jill shook her head and held her nose. "You can smell the stench from out here, it makes me sick."
Rachel nodded then shook her head. "I know, but, after tonight, we won't have to worry about ever coming back to this place. From now on, everything we take will be ours to keep."
"I sure hope you're right Rachel." Jill crossed her arms over her chest, waiting to follow the other girl inside.
Rachel looked at the building for a moment. Many times she wanted to run away, take Jill and just run, but she knew she couldn't. They, he would find her. Hurt them and crush them like bugs. It didn't matter to him who he killed or hurt on his way up to power, he just wanted power. Rachel took a breath and marched through the door. She whispered to Jill before they entered, "Stay close to me."
The front was dark and cold and a few odd looking men were eating at old moldy tables that were beginning to fall apart. A large man stood in the back by a door. When he saw them he nodded, but showed no emotion. Rachel never really knew his name. Argo... something. She had heard it once and she wasn't even sure if his name was Argo. Everyone around him just called him Fist, and boy, fists he did have.
"Ah, my favorite girls in the world." A cold oily voice called out to them from the other side of the door. Fist opened it and let them in. There he was. Rachel couldn't help by sneer and Jill couldn't help but ball her hands up into fist. The man in front of them was a good-looking man, but his personality and soulless heart made him a monster.
"Hello...girls." He raised a brow at the word girls. It caused shivers to run down both Jill and Rachel's backs. "Is everything set for tonight?" He calmly asked.
"Don't worry about that. We'll get what you want...and you'll let us go."
"Of course." He smiled at Rachel's comment.
Rachel frowned more. Couldn't the bastard take of his damn sunglasses when talking to her? How the hell did he even see? Rachel was use to the dark but even in his room she couldn't see that well.
Jill stood closely behind Rachel, still holding her nose. The heavy scent of mold and bad food made her dizzy. She never said anything though, the boss would find it offensive.
"Is there something wrong with your nose?" Wong was looking past Rachel and at Jill, with his sunglasses however; it was impossible to tell where he was looking.
"No...No sir... I mean...well...I um..my nose itches that's all..." Jill looked up nervously and removed her hand from her nose. Almost instantly she made a face and quickly went back to holding her nose.
"Does the smell of my restaurant bother you?" Wong sat forward in his chair as if he was about to get up.
"No...sir...I just..." Jill began to speak only to be cut off by the sound of a fist slamming down on a table, followed by the sound of glass breaking as the wineglass he had full of Pocky fell from the table.
"What a horribly disrespectful girl you are! Not only are you lying, you find my place of business disgusting! Why don't you come over here and tell me what you think I should do about it huh?!" Wong stood up and glared down at the girl.
Rachel bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from jumping on Wong and tearing his head off. Even Rachel didn't yell at Jill like that. "Wong..." She said calmly. He didn't move but he did become quiet. "Jill has a bloody nose and does not wish to make a mess of your restaurant." Rachel said after a moment. She wanted to quickly change the subject. "Everything will be ready for tonight. Tomorrow you will be the wealthiest man in all of Gundarium, maybe even the world." She noticed an odd smirk come to his face
"Ah, yes, very well. You two little birds will want to get ready then." Rachel nodded some. He waved his hand to dismiss them.
Jill turned quickly and was out of the room before Rachel could blink. Just as Rachel began to walk away she felt a hand slide around her waist holding her back. She gave a loud gasp and then sneered as she squeezed Wong's arm. He pressed his face against the side of her cheek.
"Remember my little bird...all goes well tonight...or the little brat will know what a real nose bleed is like."
Rachel's body tense and she felt Wong nuzzle the side of her neck. She quickly jerked from his arms. "You have nothing to worry about." She said in a deadly tone. They two glared at each other for a moment until Rachel turned quickly and hurried away.
Wong watched the two girls leave the building and gave a wicked grin. "Flap as hard as you want, my little birds, you won't be getting far."