So, I got a little adventurous here and gave them new communication devices. Think of them like a Bluetooth headset or whatever. Because it's just too suspicious and dangerous to be talking into a watch where anyone can hear what's being said.
News of the kidnapped student from Jubaan High spread like wild fire all over Tokyo. Immediately after the gunman and his hostage's disappearance, the entire school went on lockdown. It stayed that way for 5 hours as the police searched the premises, first for the missing individuals, and eventually for any clues that could possibly lead them to their targets.
Fortunately, the senshi have communicators.
Ami and Makoto were inconspicuously leaning next to each other against a wall on the far side of the room where not only the kidnapping had taken place, but the questioning was officially underway.
Pushing the all call button, Ami whispered, "The rabbit has been taken"
"What?"
"I reiterate, the rabbit has been taken" Ami repeated.
"Today, sometime between 1:10 pm and 1:25 pm" Makoto added in her own hushed tones.
"Why wasn't she in class?"
"She was" Makoto corrected softly.
"She's the unidentified high school student?"
"So that's why I'm stuck here." Somebody mused aloud.
"Masked gunman was roughly 5'6", muscular build, definitely knew how to use the gun." Makoto winced as she spoke, her hand gently touching the bandage the paramedics had wrapped her arm in.
"Did she have her communicator on her?"
"I don't know." Ami replied.
"When you get the chance, trace the signals, and see where hers is. If we're lucky she has it."
"Hai" Ami barely breathed out as one of the police officers glanced a little too imploringly at her and Makoto.
"We will start searching immediately, they can't be far. And be glad for once the police are working with us."
"That's what I'm afraid of."
"Do you think it was an enemy?"
"We don't know; it could be a coincidence." Ami replied level-headedly.
"A coincidence my -Ow. Michi.."
"Is there any more information guys?"
Makoto and Ami exchanged a hesitant glance.
"No." Ami replied quickly
"Okay then, Haruka will search the South side of the city; I'll take the East. Mamoru search the North, and Setsuna, take the West."
"Hai, Chiba Out"
And with his only contribution to the conversation uttered, Mamoru's line disconnected as he began his search for his Usako.
"There is one more thing." Ami whispered urgently, glancing at Makoto for confirmation.
"The gunman kissed her. If that's any indication of what he has planned… " Makoto growled out while balling her fist.
"We didn't want to make matters worse for Mamoru-san, so please don't tell him." Ami said pleadingly.
"We won't, and don't worry, we'll find her."
"Hai" echoed through the devices before each line went dead.
Makoto and Ami quickly and quietly removed their communication buds from their ears and placed them in their subspace pockets without anyone noticing.
"Let's get this over with." Makoto said while gesturing to an officer finishing up with his current student. "Maybe after they question us we can go somewhere more private and you can use your computer."
"I hope so." Ami replied as they made their way over to the questioning area.
'This man is incredible' Usagi thought watching his masked face.
-**-flashback-**-
Once everyone had turned around, the gunman softly walked over to the window and silently opened it. He gestured with the gun for Usagi to come over to him. He picked her up, princess style, clamped a hand over her mouth, fired a single shot at the opposing wall, and promptly jumped out of the window.
-**- end flashback-**-
'Not only did he jump out of a two-story window carrying me, but he hit the ground and just started running, as if neither the fall nor the extra weight affected him in the slightest. And, he is still carrying me. Amazing.'
Usagi couldn't help her mental praise; she'd never seen a human capable of such feats.
'Unless he isn't human.' Usagi scrutinized his masked face, looking for weird symbols peaking through or maybe unnatural flashing eyes, anything that would give him away.
'Seems human enough.' Usagi thought right before her captor began to deliberately slow down.
'huh?' She was finally able to pull her eyes from his masked face to examine their location.
"A car" she stated dumbly.
He just glanced at her as he set her on the ground and opened the trunk.
"No way am I getting in there!" Usagi exclaimed as she scooted away from the cliché kidnapping move.
He glanced at her amusedly this time and pulled a bundle out of the trunk before closing it again. He handed half the bundle to her and then walked to the other side of the car and leaned against it, his back to her.
'Oh' Usagi thought as she considered her school uniform and the silken outfit he had just handed her. She glared at the back of his head the entire time she changed, making sure he wasn't being a pervert –and she kept them firmly glued to nothing but the very top and back of his masked head as he changed into a pair of slacks and a white button down shirt.
After changing, she walked over to him and spun around a little so he could see it on her. She couldn't help but smile as the soft pink material rubbed against her skin. He nodded his head ever so slightly and she handed him her uniform, which he promptly threw into the bushes with his right hand while opening the door for her with his left. She got in. It was a nice car, leather interiors even, and it just screamed fast.
No sooner had he shut her door than the driver's side door opened and he climbed in. He grabbed something from the back seat and handed it to her. "Oh this is really nice." Usagi gasped as she fingered the pink and white embroidered silk scarf before tying it around her neck. He glanced at her briefly before undoing the scarf from her neck. He gently wrapped it around her head and then across her face, letting his fingers graze her cheek, the only thing that anyone could see of her were her eyes.
He buckled her seatbelt for her, and reached into the backseat. Grabbing a blanket, he quickly handed it to her.
"Try to get some sleep" he spoke for the first time since he greeted her at the school.
"Okay, Hiiro-san" Usagi whispered as her eyelids closed and she fell asleep, surprisingly exhausted from the day's stress.
The gunman smirked as he peeled off his mask, revealing a full head of messy chocolate brown locks. He tossed his mask into the foliage before speeding out of the secluded forest area and onto a busy street, quickly accelerating his car out of sight.
'She is so different.'
Hiiro thought as he drove very quickly in his attempt to evade any authorities or roadblocks that would inevitably be set up. Somehow he also managed to keep one eye glued to Usagi's sleeping form–watching for any sign of movement.
'It's been three months, I barely spoke to her when we met, and she still recognized my voice.' Hiiro mused as he squeezed between two cars that were just not going fast enough on their two-lane road for his liking.
'Focus Yui, get to the destination first, then think about Us—the girl.'
Of course, that was next to impossible for Hiiro. He'd been trying not to think about this girl for three months, but always found himself searching for her records. Once he finished with those, he found out everything he could about her persona Sailor Moon, all the senshi, all the police records, and her entire fighting history from the very beginning at a jewelry store owned by the mother of one of her classmates. After finishing that, he found her facebook, learned how she interacted with her friends, her own comrades, what she did with her days.
He gathered all this information about her against his will for two and a half months. A week ago, he decided to hack her facebook. He didn't really understand why people were compelled to use these networking sites, but when he found her private posts, he understood what she was doing. She was using it as therapy. Of course she was vague, never mentioning sailor moon, only that she had a second persona. She used it to vent out all her frustrations with her life and everything she was beginning to hide from everyone she knew.
Hiiro read every single entry, all 173. Some were short, some were happy and full of hope, but some were in depth emotional cries for help. In the last one, she begged for help, for someone to come and take her away from everything, just for a little while. It was like she knew he was reading, that she was calling to him, reminding him of his mission.
So he had come.
He was going to solve this puzzle of a woman, and then return her to her life when she was once again stable.
At least that was his plan.
I tried to add some length but I know it's still not very long, sorry. I just really wanted to update for you guys. Hopefully, the next one will be longer; this just seemed like a good place for this chapter to end. I'll try to get the next chapter out soon.