Hello, and welcome to my first fanfic (please don't flame me, I don't want to HURT you), I'm erickdragon101 (also known as Dragon).
I don't own Sly Cooper or the gang (Sucker Punch), those I do, you are free to use if you ask.
If you read and like, please review.
If you don't, I will hurt you!
What the hell, here goes nothing I need a beer(just kidding).
Chapter 1
The young wolf sat outside the chief of Interpol's office. He was in his early twenties, with short brown hair and light blue eyes. He had silver fur, and wore a white T-shirt with black pants. His build was a little muscular. His eyes were constantly looking at the clock. He was waiting for his first assignment as a detective of Interpol, a thought that made him shiver with joy.
As he was thinking, Chief Rob came out of his office. He was a short bulldog without much of a sense of humor. "Inspector Rivers" he said rather loudly, causing the wolf to jump.
"Y-Y-Yes, Chief" he replied rather nervously.
"I'm assigning you to bring in the Black Hand gang from south Paris" said the Chief, throwing a file on the desk.
"Ok, Chief, I won't let you down" Rivers said enthusiastically.
"Cut the drama" grumbled the Chief.
"Ok, Chief" he said, rather put down. He picked up his file and left for his new office, something that cheered him up greatly.
When he got to his desk he was the happiest man alive. "I got my first case" he sung repeatedly. He thought the day couldn't get better, but it did when a stunning vixen walked past his office. She was a fox, about as tall as tall as him. Her shoulder length raven hair was quite beautiful .She wore a halter top, jeans and tan jacket. She had to be Carmelita. He was entranced by her, although he'd heard of her from others around the office, he truly was surprised by her beauty.
Her office, he noticed, was a hallway down from his. So, he walked to it, to find her busy over some papers. On most of them was a picture of the infamous Sly Cooper, or a shadowy form of him.
"Ahem, I'm the new inspector from down the hall" he said.
"Hello then," she said, not bothering to look up from her papers "inspector…?
"Call me Kyle." he said quickly.
"Alright, Kyle, do you have a reason for being here or are you just wasting my time?" she responded, her Spanish accent sounded quite sexy, at least to Kyle.
"I just wanted to say hi and know if you were open for dinner." he said smoothly.
"No" she said plainly.
"No?" he asked.
"No, I'm not open for dinner." she replied.
"What a shame, how about tomorrow?"
"Why are they always the persistent" she grumbled under her breath "No, I'm not open for today or any other day, now I've got work to do." she said, and with that, shut the door in his face.
He stood there, stunned. He was angry of course, but for some reason, he wanted her even more. He had to get her to go out with him. He had to, at all costs.
As he stood there, thinking about it, he heard the phone ring. He checked that no one was watching, and leaned his ear on the door. He could hear them talking. "Barely" he thought.
"Yes, I remember about my visit this morning" Carmelita said, a little annoyed "I'm not as forgetful as you."
"Ah, yes, I bet you're right." The voice on the other side said. His voice was a bit raspy, obviously the voice of an old man. "I need you to stop by the clinic again."
"All right, why do you want me to come by again? I'm very busy." She replied, even more annoyed.
"Well, we need to check for a few cancers." said the old man.
"Fine, when do you want me to be there, again." She said, obviously angry.
Kyle heard no more as he had to leave because the Chief had opened his door. Kyle dashed back to office, and was careful not to shut the door too loudly. He held a deep breath, and then he let out a sigh.
"I didn't even get to hear that much" he said, and sighed again as he walked to his desk. "Well," one part of him thought "you'll just have to follow her, hell you don't know what clinic it is. You don't want anyone to pull the moves on your woman, do you?"
"No, it wouldn't be right" he said to himself. "You don't want to be a stalker, do you? Plus, she's not even your woman, and it's a doctor's clinic. Why else would they check for cancer?"
"It could be a code, and she's as good as yours, who else could she belong to?"
"I've heard some rumors about her and Cooper." He said in a whisper.
"Come on, he's a thief, she's a cop, like that would ever work out. On the other hand, you are an inspector at Interpol, just like her." The voice said making, although he hated to admit it, a lot of sense. Who else to be with a cop, then a cop? It made more sense than he wanted it to. A lot more sense than he wanted it to.
"All right, but we just follow her, no making contact or anything, and just this once."
However the voice was gone. So he walked to his desk to read his case file. The Black Hand gang was wanted for some murders, a robbery or two, nothing special.
As the day wore on, he was bored (which he shouldn't have been, because he was on a case) and thinking of Carmelita. He had heard others talk about her being the hottest, body and temper, but she never had any dates with anyone, as far as anyone knew anyway. She had rejected every officer who asked her out. Martha, another detective, was constantly spreading rumors about her and Cooper having moments of passionate kissing and, well, we all know. He looked at his clock and saw it was about 6:00, time he went out to wait in his car.
He had been waiting for a long time in his car for Carmelita to come out. He wished he had heard the time the appointment was at. The Chief had such rotten timing.
He figured he should move his car, as it was in plain site. So, he moved the car into the alley between Interpol and the building next to it. He had been waiting for 2 hours now, and it was 8:00. Surely the doctor's office was not open too much longer?
The question was answered not a moment later by Carmelita coming out of the building and going to her red convertible. He went to start his car just to find it was already on.
"Just as well, she would hear it start, and if that's the car you can afford as an inspector…" he trailed off thinking about himself in that car, which he made better by being in it and kissing Carmelita.
He snapped back to reality, not liking that he had to, when Carmelita started her car. When she was a block away, he pulled out from his hiding spot to follow her.
Yeah, I know, a missed opportunity, right? Tell me what you think.