Hunt
Chapter 3
Keshi-sama: Before I start this chapter, I would just like to say welcome back to AR. It's good to see he's alright.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any character of Azumanga Daioh.
Kimura watched the man walk away from him. That man was strange. The teacher adjusted his glasses as he started off.
Shouta stood in front of the girls. They didn't know much, which meant he was still clear. He nodded as one of the girls, Mizuhara Yomi, by the name the man had given her, finished her brief story.
"Thank you," he said, walking off. "I'll be back for an update later." He smirked once he got enough distance between them. Tonight, his fun would continue.
The girls watched the Detective go. Soon, he was out of their sight. Osaka turned to Yomi. "There's somethin' weird about that guy," she said. Yomi nodded in agreement.
The little group began walking further away from school, heading to the road. As they approached the exit, a car pulled up to the side of the road. Two people stepped out of it.
They walked up to the girls calmly. The man looked at them. "Could you please tell us where we might find Mizuhara Koyomi?" Yomi looked back at him. "I'm her." The man nodded. "I am Detective Kasura, and this is Detective Harata. We're the team on the Takino Tomoko case." Yomi stared at the two with a confused look. "I just talked to someone else on the case about her."
Detecive Kasura also gave a confused look. "Who would that be?" Yomi continued, still staring. "Detective Fujake Masaru." Realization hit the Detective's face. He nodded. "Alright. I'm sorry for taking your time, then. Be careful."
The two walked back to the car and got in. Chiyo watched until they got in the car before saying, "They have very strange people working on this." There was a series of agreements before the girls continued to their houses.
Ryu and Moriko shut the doors to the car. They sat there a while before Ryu said, "We need to keep an eye on those girls." Moriko looked at him. "Why?" Ryu turned his head to her. "Fujake Masaru died four years ago."
Shouta stood in the metal factory. He had come back here after talking to the girls. 'Tonight will be fun,' he thought, looking at his latest creation. Shouta laughed. His intelligence and effectiveness amazed even himself sometimes.
He looked once more at his creation before leaving, grabbing a vial of liquid from his box. His computer had given him important information. His destination was the Kasuga household.
Osaka sat on the desk chair in her room, swirling it around and around. "Weeeeeee…" Suddenly, she heard a knock at her door. "Ayumu, you've got a visitor," her mother called through the door. Osaka stood up from the chair, saying, "Ah'll be right down."
She walked to the door, yawned deeply, and walked through it. Soon, she was downstairs. A man stood in her front room, looking around at all the paintings hanging on the walls. Her mother was a painter, and she loved the paintings of historic painters. The man turned to look at her. He said, "Hello, Ayumu-san."
Osaka looked back at him. "Hello, Fujake-san." Detective Fujake walked to her and said, "I need to ask you a few questions. If you'd please come with me." He walked out the door. Osaka looked into the kitchen of her house, and saw her parents drinking some of their wine, imported strait from Italy. She walked out the door, catching up with the Detective.
They walked a distance from the house before stopping. Fujake turned to Osaka and smiled.
Shouta smiled. He had caught his next target already, and the girl's parents wouldn't remember him with the memory wiping poison that he had slipped in their wine before they had gotten her. Ayumu looked at him with wide, cloudy eyes. 'Oh my god, a space case,' he thought with a slight irritation. 'Oh well, at least she feels pain, and fear.'
He turned again and began to lead her, saying, "Follow me." The two walked into a darker part of the city. They walked along twisting streets and winding sidewalks. Eventually, they entered a part of Tokyo that normal people could not see in. Shouta, however, had grown used to the darkness, and could see just fine. "We're almost there," he said to the girl behind him.
He led her to a large factory. He opened the door on the side of the building that they were on, saying, "In here. We can't risk being overheard at the station." They went in, the inside completely dark. Shouta shut the door as Ayumu entered, and locked it. Ayumu jumped. Shouta could see the surprise that the girl had. He smiled and fell deep into the shadows.
The girl looked around, saying, "Fujake-san?" Shouta began to laugh, scaring the girl. "What now, mouse?" He switched on the lights, revealing the girl to be in a maze. He also flipped another switched, making ropes pull up parts of the wall, placing them elsewhere in the maze. "The mouse hasn't seen this."
Shouta laughed again. "A maze that changes? How strange." Ayumu began to run, her eyes no longer with wonder, but fear. Shouta laughed again. "That Fujake. He's already dead. The mouse's captor isn't him. He is Shouta."
Osaka ran, fear already choking her like a shroud. No turns she made found her an exit. She heard mechanics whirr as the ropes pulled up again, moving parts of the wall again.
She ran down a short stretch of maze. Above her, she heard a piece of wall go into position. She lunged forward as the wall snapped into the maze, cutting her off from the parts behind her.
Again, Osaka heard the man who wasn't Fujake laugh. "A cat has been released into the maze to hunt the mouse. What will the mouse do against the cat?" He laughed again , and she heard a slam as another piece of wall finally closed.
She turned another corner, walking now, but still quickly. This maze looked the same at all turns. She was what Shouta had called her; a mouse in a maze.
Keshi-sama: I apologize if this chapter sounded kind of stupid. I have a bit of trouble writing scenes with very little happening. Reviews are welcome!