Title: The Meaning of Pops

Author: Lady Jet

Rating: PG-14

Summery: Zenigata finds out a lot of things very quickly about Lupin the Third, most that surprise both the thief and the inspector.

Author's Note: I own nothing!

Chapter three: The Heist

Lupin wrote out his note to both the FBI and Zenigata, as well as the casino that they were going to hit. He finished his notes and put them in an envelope to be mailed.

"Lupin," Fujiko asked as she sat down across from the master thief. "Why didn't you tell me you weren't a true Lupin?" Lupin frowned and rubbed his arm.

"I didn't think it was important; but yeah, I was adopted into the Lupin clan." Fujiko glared at him and leaned back.

"Alright, Lupin, let's hear it. Everything. Did you tell Goemon and Jigen and leave me out of the loop?" Lupin frowned and slunk down in his chair.

"N-no, well Jigen knows but that's because he found out. And Goemon forced it out of me. I didn't mean not to tell you Fuji-cakes! It's just...I really didn't want anyone to know. I mean if word got out that I'm not of the same blood as my father then what would happen, y'know?" Fujiko didn't look impressed.

"Just tell me what the hell is going on Lupin!" she yelled. Lupin winched and fidgeted looking at his hands.

"Okay, okay...I'll tell you. I was adopted by my father and mother from Japan when I was a baby. I don't remember much about my real mother and father, and most of the information from my adoption was destroyed when our house burned down when I was about one. That's one of the reasons I travel around, instead of staying in Europe or France; maybe some day someone will recognize me not as Lupin but as their son.

"It's the only thing I really want, Fujiko, to know who my parents really are. All I know is that my mother had a blood infection when she was pregnant with me, so it's kinda the reason why I'm not exactly the beefiest of the Lupin's. That's also why I have to take antibiotics a lot. Maybe I'll get lucky this year, maybe I'll find them."

"Oh Lupin, I never knew." Fujiko went over to him and gave him a hug. Lupin smiled and started to drool his one hand traveling to her butt. "You Pig!" A red hand print appeared on Lupin's face.

"It's just in my nature Fujiko baby! Hey, will you promise me something?" Lupin asked his face serious once again. Fujiko nodded wondering what it was. "Will you promise never to tell anyone or talk about what I just told you outside of the gang, please?" Lupin took her hands and looked her right in the eyes.

"I could never say no to those beautiful eyes, Lupin. You have my word." Lupin smiled and held her close and kissed her.

"Thanks babes. You're the best!" Fujiko pushed him away.

"Don't get too comfortable there. Well I'd better get going. After all, I do have a job to do. Later Lupin," Fujiko said with her trademark smile and wave. Lupin sighed lovingly and waved back watching her leave; or rather watching her rear end.

"Pick up your jaw from the floor Lupin, we've got work to do," called Jigen from the other room.

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming."

"So what do you think of this Inspector? Is Lupin that stupid as to tell us where he's going to hit and when?" the special agent said with a smirk. Zenigata shook his head at the young man.

"Lupin considers himself a gentleman thief. It's not stupidity that drives him. It's some weird honor code or something," Zenigata speaks. The young man snorted and shook his head.

"Right, didn't he kill some people though? He's just a flaming ass hole." Zenigata almost smacked the man at the comment.

"He was innocent of that. There was a man playing to be him, and framed him. Lupin has never killed in all the years I've chased him, the worst it's gone to was arson, and that was for the best." The young special agent looked at the inspector as if he was insane.

"Right, whatever," he muttered. Zenigata gave up on him. In truth, as Zenigata thought about it, Lupin the Third wasn't such a bad guy. He stole and occasionally lit a crack house on fire, but other than that, his record was spotless. Maybe it was the fact that it was almost his son's birthday, but Zenigata had little interest in capturing Lupin. His son would be twenty-one, wherever he was living.

"You don't seem too interested in this Inspector," Zenigata spun around and saw the head of security for the casino. Zenigata frowned and relaxed.

"It's...complicated. Believe it or not this is the first time Lupin's stolen something around this time. Usually he's quiet, and usually I take a break," the Japanese inspector said honestly.

"Family business around this time?" the head of security asked. Zenigata nodded and sighed, trying hard to push the thought's of his family to the back of his mind.

"Yes, but I suppose we all can be surprised now and then, can't we?" Zenigata stood up and checked his watch. "It's almost time..."

Lupin smiled and snuck along the upper rails of the Casino. Fujiko had done her part wonderfully. Working for the casino undercover getting all the right information and clearance needed for the heist; then the rest was up to Lupin and the guys. Below him, he could see Jigen playing black jack in disguise, while Goemon was playing at the slots. They were almost invisible to the crowd, but Lupin knew the top of his friends' heads, even in costume. Shaking off his thoughts Lupin walked silently down the catwalk.

"Dealer's got a diamond," came Jigen's voice from his earpiece. Lupin frowned and looked below to find the guards. There were none near. "High," came the voice again. Lupin paled and glanced around in the cat walk and heard, below the chatter and noise of the casino below the steady fall of footsteps.

Ai yi yi yi yi yi yi! thought the wolf as he looked for an escape. He walked as quickly and as quietly away from the steps that were pursuing him. There was no escape, he saw too late the figure up ahead.

"Hold it right there Lupin." Lupin cringed and cursed under his breath. He felt so stupid for being caught.

"All right Pops, you got me," the sly thief said as he turned around. Yet he paled seeing the stone face of a special agent staring him right in the kisser; with a gun casually pointed in the direction of Lupin's heart.

"You are under arrest, Arsene Lupin the Third." Another gun was put into Lupin's back. The young man gulped nervously and looked around quickly for a means of escape. He saw one, below, and quickly leaping up to his rescue.

"Sorry to disappoint, Special Agent, but only one guy's gonna catch me, and i'm afraid you just aren't the guys. Ta!"Suddenly the cables that held the cat walk above were sliced and then the walk itself sliced width wise. In the commotion, a bullet was fired and Lupin escaped.

"Damn! He's gotten away! Seal the entrances and get that son of a bitch!" the security flooded the casino, but all they found was a trail of blood and a very well cut door.