Waves hello again! I hope you all liked the last chapter. It was kind of hard for me to write and I know it took forever for it to come out. . Hopefully this one won't take as long to write but I guess you really never know… Anyways! Some cool stuff is going to happen in this chappie so I hope ya'll aren't too disappointed.
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Standard disclaimer, I don't own the fabulous characters drawn by the artist known as Maki Murakami. But, my story, so copy it and die…
Yuki followed Sakano in through the door, closely followed by Shuichi and Tatsuha who was still looking over his shoulder towards the lobby, obviously wanting to go back. Yuki looked around the large room. The walls were mostly stone that were covered in wooden pegs from which hung any weapon imaginable. One side of the room consisted human weapons, the other demon.
Looking around the human side, Yuki saw AK-47s, AMT pistols, air rifles, .5 caliber rifles, shotguns, and then some weird things. He saw something that looked like a katana, some nunchuks, a crowbar, something that looked like a nightstick on a chain, scythes, a sai, a large rocket launcher and what he found on closer inspection, was a staple gun. Yuki shook his head and looked on the other half of the room. Most of it consisted of a deadly looking hook and some weird sparkly things. Shuichi was over there examining a coiled up whip when it suddenly jumped up and wrapped around his neck. With a shout, Shuichi tried to pry it off. Yuki ran over to him, ready to do anything to get it off. Soon everyone was in uproar, Shuichi not exactly choking since he had no breath to start with, but defiantly panicking.
"K! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW! YOUR FORGATHNIAN WHIP IS ATTACKING AGAIN!" Sakano was running into the back room yelling at the top of his lungs. Hearing a gun click, Yuki turned and saw a man with long blond hair charge into the room, guns blaring, closely followed by a near hysterical Sakano. Yuki looked between the guns and Shuichi whom they were aimed at 'Why couldn't this just turn out to be normal for once?' Stepping in between the crazy man with guns and Shuichi, Yuki gave the blond man his full force of patented Yuki glare.
"Step out of the way and no one gets hurt" Yuki raised an eyebrow when the man said this.
Reaching out in faster than light speed, he grabbed the gun from the man's hand and bent it into a knot "I think not…"
The man glared at Yuki for a second then looked around him and saw Shuichi who was still struggling with the Forgathnian whip. Sidestepping around Yuki, he took out a knife and made a small cut along the whip. Almost instantaneously, it went limp. Shuichi quickly untangled it and threw it on the floor, stepping away VERY quickly.
The man reached down and picked the whip off the ground and started to pet it. Yuki did a double take. Yeah, he was defiantly petting the whip, and if he wasn't mistaken, he could hear it purring slightly. The man set the whip back on the shelf and turned around to them.
"So! I hear you're in need of weapons and lots of them." Yuki nodded hesitantly, not sure if he wanted to be equipped with weapons that seemed to think for itself. "Well, I have plenty of weapons" he reached behind the counter "including this beauty which just arrived this morning! It's a M260, 70mm Rocket Launcher that can be mounted on a ejector rack on a helicopter, it has a firing range of 20km and can make any human or demon become a crisp in mere mi-"
"What about vampires?"
The man stopped his rambling and turned to Yuki "So… you're out to go vampire hunting eh?" He studied Yuki closely "You know, now that you mention it, you don't look very alive to me… So, what did this fellow vamp do that warrants his death?"
"That is none of your damn business." Yuki glared at the man and added a slight bearing of the fangs; enough that K finally got the message.
"Fine! Fine! Let's see what we got here… We'll have to go demon made, or specialized human gun. A few good imports from Czechistan arrived last month. A human manufacturer finally got smart and decided to make a machine gun that has stakes coming out of it." He pointed to a large gun that had very pointy sticks coming out of it. "We also have some holy water shooters which are in my opinion, just very large and boring water guns."
K rambled on for a while before finally equipping Yuki with a large and deadly looking demon weapon that was, well, large. It couldn't really be described as anything else since it constantly seemed to be changing shape. There was one section that looked like a handle and Yuki held on there, desperately trying not to look at the changing form in his hands. K hadn't exactly told him what it did. K had chosen a rather small looking gun for Tatsuha but had assured him quickly that it would cause any vampire instant pain. Something about making all your blood clot in a certain area. Yuki decided not to ask for clarification on that aspect. For Shuichi, K had given him a machine gun that spat out wooden bullets with a cross engraved on it. He also had attached a flashlight on the gun so that when flicked on, shone UV lights on any vamp unlucky enough to get in its way. He had also filled a bag full of stakes and some demon bomb that would throw hot liquid metal around the vicinity. Strapping the bag closed, he handed it over to Yuki, who put it on his back.
"So I'm guessing that this will go on your credit?" Yuki nodded and Sakano quickly jotted something down on a ledger. Yuki glanced up and saw that they'd already been here an hour.
"We better get going if we want to get at that bastard before he comes and finds us."
"Um Yuki? Are you going to let him get the ring out, or are we going to go in guns blazing?" Shuichi looked up at him, holding the machine gun like it was a paper back book in his left hand.
"Well I was actually think that I would go in there, let him cut me open to get a small metal object, let him sew me back up, hopefully, then just walk out of there like nothing happened." Shuichi stared up at Yuki, not sure if he was being serious.
"Asshole, he's not being serious… Of course we're going in guns blazing. Hey Yuki, can I go out front for a sec, there's something I want to check out." Yuki guessed what was on Tatsuha's mind and gave him a quick meaningful glare before nodding curtly. Tatsuha quickly left, tucking his gun into one of his back pockets. Yuki made a mental note to listen for any weird noises coming from the lobby in the next few minutes.
"Shu, he was right, even though I hate to admit it. I was…kidding…" he grimaced 'Wow, am I going soft these days?' "I think what we're going to do is this. I'm going to go in there and have this ring removed. Once it's out, I want you and Tatsuha to come in guns blaring 'cause my stomach's going to be open to the world and I won't be able to do very much."
Shuichi nodded "Wait, what about Tatsuha? I mean, he's already left so is he going to join us later?"
Yuki looked at him sideways "Tatsuha's not gone, he's just in the lobby talking to a certain person out there."
"No he's not, I heard a little noise that sounded like a scuffle out there almost a minute ago and then the bell on the door rang." Yuki cursed himself for not listening close enough.
"Wait. I didn't hear anything." Sakano was looking slightly worried.
"Don't worry boss! I'll go out there, assess the situation and neutralize any possible threats" K ran out and Yuki heard the distinct click of a gun being loaded. Shuichi smiled, baring his teeth slightly, and followed K out. 'Why… why couldn't we just get this over with?' Clutching his still changing gun, Yuki walked down the hall quickly, his trademark glare coming out on his face.
Hey! So sorry about the shortness of the chapter. I wanted to get this posted so that you guys wouldn't have to wait any longer. is proud of herself So! In the chapter, is Yuki going to go and kick Tatsuha's ass? Or is he going to go to Kitazawa's without him? What did Tatsuha do to Ayaka? Oh the evilness of it all… where to go with the story… don't worry, I'll think of something.