Part three: lost
It was surprisingly cold that evening with chilly winds and slight rain. Not surprising since it was mid December. But the cold had no effect on Kazuya. The weather was the least of his problems and not by far the source of his worries. Kazuya couldn't help but notice the colourful decorations in the streets, the tall Christmas trees dressed in glittering stars and bells, the carollers singing. it all seemed too happy. But then, what better cover-up could have been provided than Christmas day, when almost the whole population of America was too preoccupied in celebration to notice a take over operation. Kazuya's teeth clenched in anger, but what was the use of getting angry now? What would that do to help him in the situation he was now faced with?
Thankfully Kazuya had been around long enough to get by in this 'new world' this alien existence 21 years from his time. It was a miracle that he had still been able to access his back up money, a small fortune to say the least. Hotel. He had to find a place to stay. But by the looks of it, finding a place was going to be easier said than done. Every building in sight looked the same, every inch covered in decorations and flashing lights. Kazuya was beginning to wonder if he was in Nebraska or Vegas.
He continued to walk down the crowded streets when a particular building caught his eye. A skyscraper, with a large sign above two arced doors which simply read, 'Grand hotel'. Kazuya walked towards it without a second thought. Walking through the doors a rush of heat hit him. It felt good. As he spotted the check in desk he strolled over, trying to look casual. Whereas to the odd passer by he looked slightly intimidating and just a little mad, as he was dressed only in a white shirt and smart black trousers and had just walked out of the rain and cold. Behind the counter was sat a young woman, mid twenties Kazuya guessed. As he approached the desk she looked up at him and smiled.
"how can I help you?" she said in friendly tones.
"I need a room" he replied edgily.
"and what suite would you like? Luxury or regular?" she asked as she looked up at him. Kazuya held her gaze and continued lazily.
"whatever you have available" he said and smiled. He had her full attention now, she continued to stare at him a few seconds, mesmerized. "miss, is there something wrong?" he dawdled on. She shook herself slightly and turned her eyes to the monitor in front of her.
"your name" she said slightly dazed. Kazuya realised he couldn't give his real name.
"Mr Yamamoto."
"thank you sir, if you would like to fill out your details here." she said as she passed him a pen and a form. Kazuya filled out the form with false data, odd information he remembered from the G corps files. "thank you, here are your keys, your room is 305." She said quickly, avoiding his eyes as he passed her the form and pen back.
"thank you" he replied and took the keys and walked away to find the elevator and his room.
Cherry: So what do you make of that so far?
Jin: too much of the old man..where do I come in???
Cherry: it's a KAZ fic.so you don't get to be in it yet :P
Jin: no fair!!!
Cherry: life's not fair.deal with it. Also I'd like to say a big thankyou to allthose that gave me replies...it means a lot!!!
It was surprisingly cold that evening with chilly winds and slight rain. Not surprising since it was mid December. But the cold had no effect on Kazuya. The weather was the least of his problems and not by far the source of his worries. Kazuya couldn't help but notice the colourful decorations in the streets, the tall Christmas trees dressed in glittering stars and bells, the carollers singing. it all seemed too happy. But then, what better cover-up could have been provided than Christmas day, when almost the whole population of America was too preoccupied in celebration to notice a take over operation. Kazuya's teeth clenched in anger, but what was the use of getting angry now? What would that do to help him in the situation he was now faced with?
Thankfully Kazuya had been around long enough to get by in this 'new world' this alien existence 21 years from his time. It was a miracle that he had still been able to access his back up money, a small fortune to say the least. Hotel. He had to find a place to stay. But by the looks of it, finding a place was going to be easier said than done. Every building in sight looked the same, every inch covered in decorations and flashing lights. Kazuya was beginning to wonder if he was in Nebraska or Vegas.
He continued to walk down the crowded streets when a particular building caught his eye. A skyscraper, with a large sign above two arced doors which simply read, 'Grand hotel'. Kazuya walked towards it without a second thought. Walking through the doors a rush of heat hit him. It felt good. As he spotted the check in desk he strolled over, trying to look casual. Whereas to the odd passer by he looked slightly intimidating and just a little mad, as he was dressed only in a white shirt and smart black trousers and had just walked out of the rain and cold. Behind the counter was sat a young woman, mid twenties Kazuya guessed. As he approached the desk she looked up at him and smiled.
"how can I help you?" she said in friendly tones.
"I need a room" he replied edgily.
"and what suite would you like? Luxury or regular?" she asked as she looked up at him. Kazuya held her gaze and continued lazily.
"whatever you have available" he said and smiled. He had her full attention now, she continued to stare at him a few seconds, mesmerized. "miss, is there something wrong?" he dawdled on. She shook herself slightly and turned her eyes to the monitor in front of her.
"your name" she said slightly dazed. Kazuya realised he couldn't give his real name.
"Mr Yamamoto."
"thank you sir, if you would like to fill out your details here." she said as she passed him a pen and a form. Kazuya filled out the form with false data, odd information he remembered from the G corps files. "thank you, here are your keys, your room is 305." She said quickly, avoiding his eyes as he passed her the form and pen back.
"thank you" he replied and took the keys and walked away to find the elevator and his room.
Cherry: So what do you make of that so far?
Jin: too much of the old man..where do I come in???
Cherry: it's a KAZ fic.so you don't get to be in it yet :P
Jin: no fair!!!
Cherry: life's not fair.deal with it. Also I'd like to say a big thankyou to allthose that gave me replies...it means a lot!!!