Behind this cold smile, By Krimzonrayne, the avatar of blood-god
Chapter 2, What I do for living
Disclaimer: 11 reviews, 11. Now that's what I call an inspiration. Because of this unexpected but very pleasant surprise, I give you another chapter, IN THREE DAYS.
That's right folks, for your pleasure, I've hogged the computer for the last 2hours and a half and type this up.
Anyway this fiction is my, the character belong to Takahashi-sama and the grammatical and spelling mistake are all due to my faulty Microsoft Words and 4 years worth of English knowledge. Ok on with the story.
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A pig-tailed boy stood on top of a roof staring at the shop opposite to him. The sign on the shop read 'Nekohanten'.
He sighed and hopped off the edge. To the amazement of those staring at him from the street, he was able to land safely. They continued to stare as he walked into the coffee shop without faltering.
"Welcome to Nekohanten" Shampoo chimed absent-mindedly.
"Shampoo, we need to talk."
She recognized the voice immediately; it was her husband, Ranma. She reacted like she always does, an Amazon glomp and the ritualistic question.
"Airen come take Shampoo on a date, yes?" she squealed and hit him with the puppy-dog's eyes attack. She was sure the combination would work this time.She grinned when he didn't push her away like he normally does. Her smile, however, dies when she looked up and saw the sadness in his eyes.
"No Shampoo. We really need to talk." Ranma said simply, but his voice held a magnitude of loneliness and despair made her felt cold.
Shampoo held his gaze for a second, and then nodded slowly. Despite what many believe about her, Shampoo was not stupid. In the back of her mind she knew that this day would come. But likemany littlechildren who believe in Santa Claus, a small part of her clinged on to that glimmer of hope. But now she could felt that hope slowly draining away.
She slowly led her husband to the back of the café and gestured for him to sit down on one of the seats. She sat down and forced the nervousness from her voice, "What airen want to talk to Shampoo about" she asked slowly.
He looked her in the eyes and paused for a moment. "Shampoo, I can't marry you."
"Silly airen, by Amazon law Ranma already marry Shampoo."
Shampoo was shocked when she saw the pooling tears in his eyes. 'What could've made a man like her airen cry?'
"Please Shampoo; don't make this harder than it already is. I don't deserve you, I don't deserve anyone. I'm nothing but a monster!"
The last part was said with so much pain and guilt that itmade Shampoo felt helpless.
"What airen talking about. Airen no monster." She said fiercely as she hugged him close and let his tears dropped on her shoulder.
Ranma pull himself from her embrace and look into Shampoo's eyes. They were filled with love and adoration, feeling which he doesn't deserve, not after what he'd done.
"I'm sorry Shampoo. I…I…can't" He choked the words out between sobs; tears flew freely from his luminescent azure eyes. He stared longingly at her face, as if he was seeing her for the last time, before leaping away.
Natsunoyuki Ranko pulled her face from her pillow, which like everything else in, has cats on it. She purred as she stretched languidly and hopped off her bed. She proceeds to took off her pajama and putting on a sport bra and a dogi. She picked up a pair of sport sandals and leapt out the window of her apartment.
With agility and dexterity that outclassed most Olympic gymnasts by far, she elegantly landed on the roof top ofthe adjacent building with series of flips and rolls. She allowed herself a little smile but nothing more, as if she does it everyday.
'Mmm… interesting. She tried to kill me as a girl yet she wants to be my wife when I'm a guy' Ranko thought as her body flew through a complicated offensive and defensive pattern. "The most plausible conclusion would be that she doesn't know about my shape-shifting ability"
"Or…she could've hated me at first then want to marry me later" he said out loud between a crescent kick and a cross block.
She let her mind wander as the quiet serenity of her kata gave her solace from her chaotic live.
Generally speaking, Japanese women can and will speak English if they need to. But due to some unknown and irrational reasons, they will, if possible, avoid a foreigner or "gajin" like a three headed demon from hell.
Generally being the being the practical words here. Because if the gaijin in question happen to be cleanly shaven, ruggedly handsome and can speak Japanese with native-like accent, they will flock to him like moths to a flame.
Japanese women have hormones too you know.
This is not to say David Nex hates being the center of attention of a group of lovely young ladies. No, he enjoys it just as much as the next heterosexual guy. It was just that was late for his self-appointed appointment with a sometime gorgeous and bosom young red head.
Let me explain.
David knew that Natsunoyuki Ranko can sometime be Natsunoyuki Rankaze. But after what he'd been through in life, it wasn't that hard to comprehend. Beside, in his line of work, you don't get many women in your life who you can talk about your day at work with.
This is precisely why, every rainy day, he makes it his job to convince Ranko, the benefit of, well, being Ranko.
After successfully dislodged himself from the roaming hands of the young women, he trotted up the stairs to him ahem co-worker's apartment.
He let himself in with a pair of twisted nick chrome wires. As soon as he walked inside he was treated with a familiar sight of two black holes.
It should be noted however, that an assassin of his calibre needed only asecond to disarm his opponent and incapacitate him/her. Too bad really, this one didn't give him that.
She just pulled the trigger and smiled as his face turned bright red due to two paintball gun's pellets propelled at high speed.
She lowered her personally customized, double barreled paintball gun and said smugly, "That's for all those time you snuck into my room."
David Nex, aka, Grim pouted at the grinning woman as he wiped his face with his handkerchief.
"So how did your meet with Jack go?" He asked, deciding that being angry at the red head was a lose-lose situation.
"Nothing much happen really, I've told him about what happened last night and he seemed ok with it." She said casually, 'he doesn't needs to know about my past, neither does Jack'
"Right, mm... listen, since I've got nothing to do today, do you want to go catch a movie or something?' he asked hopefully.
Ranko sighed 'every single rainy day' she thought. "Look Grim, I'm really not interested in a relationship right now."
"We can always do the one night stand if you want." He said jokingly.
!SHING!
"JOKING, just joking" He yelled hastily, as he stared down the business end of five foot of naked steel, sweat drops forming on the back of his head.
Japan's underworld runs by a complicated system whichcomposed of etiquette, tradition and honor codes. If one were born into the right family, one could be a frail old man; one could still be a crime boss.
On the other hand, if one were to fight his/her way into this very exclusive ladder, one would need a heart of a lion and a mind set of a fox.
Perfectly fitting position for Tendo Nabiki. Formerly known as the Ice Queen of Furinkan High, she had gone on to claim over half of Nerima ward's underground activities.
There lies a dilemma. How does one hope to attain a seat the lower side of society's council, when one's conquest trembled as well as angered many of its individuals?
The answer, as Ms.Tendo will soon find out, is very very carefully.
The dinner was, from an outsider point of view, very subdue and quiet. Pleasantries were exchanged, the cuisines were excellent and the ambient was warm and homely. The background music was played by a skilled and breathtakingly beautiful geisha.
"Tendo-san lets talk about your recent activities in lower Nerima" A well groom middle age man said pleasantly but the humor didn't reach his eyes.
"Certainly, Mr.Touyama. What about my recent activities." The Nerima's fox replied calmly in her own cold voice.
Seeing that she couldn't be charmed easily, Mr.Touyama decided on another approach. "Well let me get straight to the point" He said, his fingers entwined under his chin. "Your ventures were 'cute' at first, but in these last few weeks it had become a little too serious for a little girl like you to handle. My colleagues downtown are not happy and frankly, I don't want anything bad to happen to a pretty girl like you."
"You will have to do better than that Mr.Touyama. I'm a business woman, I don't response to treat." She replied coolly, showing no sign of fear.
Mr.Touyama silently fumed and clicked his finger. Suddenly, black suited men on the left and right of Nabiki were shot. Their lifeless body fell to the ground with dull thuds.
The crime lord turned to the man on his right and said, "Help yourself to Ms.Tendo then disposed of her body. Make it look like she was just another rape victim." He turned to her and smiled a vicious smile. "You could've go far Nabiki, too bad you're just a woman"
He motioned the man on his left to follow him and walked out the door.
As soon as Mr.Touyama left, the man started to strip. He turned to Nabiki and sneered nastily. "Don't even try to run babe, tonight your mine. You can scream if you want nobody can hear ya, b'side I like it when you scream."
Something in what he said had struck a cord in his mine.
'Scream... wait how come the geisha's not screaming in terror right now?' The man thought as he began to look around for the said entertainer. The last thing he saw was a long thin red senbon (1) and a beautiful cold smile.
"You certainly took your time." Nabiki said to the woman in red kimono who was wiping the blood off her senbon. The black-haired girl seemed so familiar for some reason.(2) "Where are the others?"
"What do you mean Tendo-san?" The young assassin asked.
"I asked a friend to provide me with group of escort ninjas. How else are we going to leave here in one piece? The Touyama House has over two dozen armed guards." She almost screamed.
The geisha/assassin pulled out the dead man's gun from his holster and inspected it. She reloaded the pistol and cocked it with a loud crack.
"Well Miss, You've got me."
(1)Senbon a long needle-like tool which can be used to tie your hair into a bun.
(2) She's usingwashable hair dye. Come on Nabiki not that's stupid, red hair would've blown it for Ranko.
Wow, that was amazing. I've never written so much in one sitting before. OK anywho I'm SURE this will be the last time I'll upload before going to Japan. (Muah ha ha ha, sorry ranmagirl14)
Hopefully when I got back, I'll full of ideas and really to go again. Anyhow, chapter 3 is almost done so you will have that at least.