I don't own Rosary and Vampire or Final Fantasy XIII though I do love both very much.

And we're back again for another glorious chapter. And of course, my favorite anime character of all time (bumping Inu-Yasha from his ten year place in first down to second), Moka appears in this chapter. Also, if you're familiar with my Knight in Shining Armor fic, then you will notice something familiar about this chapter as well. Please, by all means… enjoy the chapter.


Lightning grabbed her bag as Fang cheered, also grabbing her bag. Heading to their locker rooms, the three officers donned the party clothes other agents had found in the Stealth and Cloaking room. Sazh slid into a pair of loose jeans and a black tank top under a green leather trench coat, Fang slipped into a short black skirt and a sparkling black tank top with sandals adorning her feet and eye shadow over her eyes; Lightning slid into a short white skort (skirt/shorts), a cutoff gray turtleneck sweat and a sleeveless white jacket with a pair heeled boots. The trio headed to the car and Sazh drove to the place they were supposed to be investigating. The strobe lights could be seen down the street and the line was fairly long. Parking the car a block away, each officer slid from the car and began styling their hair so as not to be easily recognized. Sazh gelled his down his to his shoulders, Fang slicked hers back and gelled it down and Lightning spiked hers into a punk rock hairdo with the back hanging straight down.

Strolling down the street, Fang took the lead, walking right up to the bouncer. "What's up, Chicken?" she asked, grinning at him.

"Hey Fang!" the muscular, brown-haired man—that looked nothing like a chicken in Lightning's opinion—greeted her. "Ya got your pass? You know I can't let you and your friends in without it."

"Don't worry, I've got it." Fang chuckled, holding up a golden badge with a large picture of a stage mask on it. One side of the mask was bright pink with a bright green eye and a large smile adorning it's half of the mouth while the other side was silvery white with a bright red eye and had a closed mouthed frown across its face. Chicken took it and examined it thoroughly before giving it back and letting them through the large bat-shaped door.

Inside, the three officers peered around, taking in the strobe lights, the water-drop-shaped tables and the DJ's stand shaped like a cross. A blonde man wearing the bottom half of a karate uniform and no shirt was keeping the music going as bodies mingled on the dance floor.

"I thought this was supposed to be a strip club." Lightning shot to Sazh.

"It is, but the owner and dancers do shows every half an hour and after that, you can either go through one of those slit-pupil-shaped doors and have a private dance show, head to the bar where the bar mistress Succubus will get ya a drink or you can dance your heart out on the floor until the next show."

"Sounds like a pretty liberal place." Lightning muttered, taking another look around and analyzing everything.

"Well it is." The dark man told her. "So long as you're over the age of nineteen."

Lightning nodded and took in her surroundings once more. "Let's split up." She suggested. "We can observe from different angles that way and it will be easier for one of us, most likely one of you two since I'm unfamiliar with the place, to spot the owner of this place and check her license. Then we can all go home."

"We read ya." Fang beamed, turning and heading toward the dance floor.

"I'm going to go get some water." Sazh chuckled.

Lightning nodded and wandered around the building. The doors to the bathrooms were shaped like skulls for some reason. How strange. The officer scoffed inwardly. She took a peek inside of one of the empty rooms and found it padded all the way around with seats. In the center of the room was a pole attached to a small chest of drawers. Lightning opened one of the two drawers and found scented lotions and perfumes in there. Seems normal, from what I've heard.

The pinkette exited the room and moved over to the bar, switching places with Sazh as he went to go explore the building to try finding something she didn't. Motioning to the azulette behind the counter, Lightning ordered some water. The girl nodded and brought her a glass of purified tap water. Lightning tested it to make certain there wasn't something in the plumbing to get her drunk and when the initial test proved false, she drank the water down, wiping her mouth and watching the dance floor.

Every once in a while, there would be a little dance show by one or a few girls and Lightning raised her eyebrows at the different beats for each girl. She couldn't really see from where she was, but the crowds definitely loved every second of every show.

Lightning glanced at her watch. They had been there for quite a while already. It was nearly ten thirty. Another hour and a half until they met up at the car to head back to headquarters. Moving over to the dance floor, Lightning contemplated dancing for a bit, but dismissed the idea as trivial and likely to distract her from her job. Heading over to a table, she kept her eyes peeled for anyone that might be considered the owner of the place.

A group of people laughed nearby and Lightning could tell that they were drunk enough to cause a bar fight. She wondered if she should keep her gun in her hand, but dismissed the thought because it would instantly blow her cover. Lightning stared around at all of the dancers, spotting Fang through the throng. Moving over to her partner, the pinkette asked, "Have you seen anything suspicious."

"Not a thing yet, Light."

"Well, keep your eyes open."

Fang nodded and disappeared within the crowd once more. Lightning shook her head at her partner's antics. Fang clearly was having a good time out on the dance floor, but at least she wasn't drinking. Drinking on the job. Something Fang may have tried at least once. Lightning shook her head and laughed, checking the time once more. Only an hour to go now. She could last that long.

Several men kept eyeing her and Lightning tried not to visually express what pigs she thought them all to be, though it was nice to know that her disguise worked for the most part. One man moved over to her and sat down, grinning like an idiot as he moved closer. "Hey babe." He breathed, breath laden with alcohol. "Aren't you still too young to be here."

"I'm twenty-one." Lightning replied dully, not bothering to even look at him.

"Ooh, I like'em young. Why don't you and I have a bit of fun. After all, it's not every day you're twenty-one."

"It is until I finally turn twenty-two." Lightning retorted, keeping a close eye on the man's hands.

"You're a smartass. There's something else you could be doing with that mouth." The man's red hair fell in his dazed blue eyes as he reached out and grasped her chin. Lightning was just about to forcibly kick his ass for touching her when a shadow appeared behind the man.

"That's no way to treat a lady." The shadow snarled and Lightning cocked her head to see Chicken lift the man by the scruff of his neck and toss him across the building, making the man slide into the wall. No one paid any mind to the incident and Chicken turned to Lightning. "Hey, you're Fang's friend, right?"

"Yeah. Thanks." Lightning stared up at the man in shock of the feat he had just accomplished without breaking a sweat.

"Don't worry about Gadot. He's an idiot. Just call if you need anything. My next shift as bouncer is in an hour." He turned away with a wave.

"Tch." Lightning crossed her arms and continued staring around her, wondering when this stake-out would end.

As it was nearing eleven thirty, Fang crept over to the shadows and sat there, looking around for someone in particular. She knew Lightning was looking for the owner, but the pinkette was unaware that the owner of this particular establishment didn't make her presence known until she had had her first dance and, on Sazh's orders, the Mistress of the House had delayed her performance.

A figure stepped over to the table and sat down opposite Fang, staring at her hard. "This friend of yours, Fang. Don't tell me she's unattractive."

"Not in the slightest, actually." Fang chuckled. "She's just really uptight. It's kinda hard to get her to relax, you know."

"Are you interested in her?" the figure inquired.

"Me? Nah, I've got Chicken to look forward to, after all. He's a really great guy, kinda surprised you didn't date him."

The figure smirked and Fang laughed. "I knew you had!"

"I never affirmed nor denied anything. So really, it was anyone's guess what I did with Chicken. But he is a good man, Fang. He'll treat you right."

"He'd better!' Fang mock-growled. They shared a laugh for a bit before the figure got back to business.

"This friend of yours, does she know?"

"She's not quite as familiar with this place as Sazh and I are." Fang whispered.

"Then I'll be sure to get her acquainted the same way I did you two."

"Oh, I'm gonna love this show."

"Bring her to the front and point her out to me before I go behind the curtain." The figure stood and made her way toward the stage at the other side of the dance floor. Tables were scooted to halfway onto the floor in order to give viewers a better look at the stage. The curtains drew and Fang grabbed Lightning.

"Come on, Light. " she urged, pulling the other agent to a table near the front of the crowd and sitting her down. "You're gonna love this show."

"Fang, do I have to be all the way up here?" Lightning sighed exasperatedly.

"Yes. This one's the special."

Lightning sighed at her partner's antics and settled into the seat. Fang quickly pointed out her partner to the figure and received a nod in exchange before the figure motioned to the DJ, who instantly took up the microphone. "And now, the woman you've all been waiting for, the Mistress of Mystery, the Diva of Devotion, the one who will steal the heart of every first-timer here… the lady of the house, Miss Ura!"

The lights dimmed and the curtain rose, revealing a figure under a single spotlight. Lightning raised an eyebrow. The woman had her back to the crowd and a sea of silvery white hair covered most of her form. Slowly, music began to play and the figure began to dance.

Now that I have captured your attention
I wanna steal you for a rhythm intervention
Mr. T ya say I'm ready for inspection
Show me how you make a first impression

Luscious full hips waved to the beat as the figure turned. Her eyes were closed, but all other eyes marveled at the swaying body before them. Large breasts, muscular legs and a slender waist presented themselves to the crowd covered only by a short golden skirt, a scarlet tank top and her feet were adorned with black leather ankle boots.

Oh, oh
can we take it nice and
Slow, slow
Break it down and drop it
Low, low

Lightning scoffed as the beat took a turn for the more dance club style. However, her breath caught as the figure opened bright red eyes and moved easily to the beat. Body swaying seductively, the figure's eyes never left the section Lightning was sitting in, capturing the young officer.

I just wanna feel your body right next to mine
All night long, baby slow down the song
And when it's coming closer to the end hit rewind
All night long, Baby slow down the song

Lightning could feel her breath getting short at the sensual movements of the woman's body, moving effortlessly to the fast beat, yet somehow still giving off the illusion of being slower than they really were. And the eyes, those red eyes never left Lightning's blue except when the silver-haired beauty spun around.

What the hell is wrong with me? Lightning scoffed to herself, but for the life of her, she couldn't look away.

If you want me I'm accepting applications
So long as we keep this record on rotation
You know I'm good with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation
Breathe me in breathe me out so amazing

The woman began moving more freely around the stage, finally breaking her eyes from Lightning's as she stepped onto the dance floor to more utilize the space. As she did so, three others moved onto the stage behind her. Lightning took a moment to observe those other three while she cleared her head.

The first one the farthest away from her was a short girl that couldn't have been much past seventeen with short black hair, large purple eyes and a cosplay witch's costume to complete her look. She had a youthful look about her that made Lightning a bit suspicious of her age, but the officer was going to let it go until the dance was over.

The second one, just behind and slightly to the side of the silverette was taller than the other girl and had light purple hair with ice blue eyes. She had a lollipop in her mouth and grinned around it, her outfit consisting of a short skirt, a purple tank top and a pair of two inch high heeled shoes with a belt completing the outfit. She seemed old enough to be in her twenties, so Lightning deemed her safe to leave alone.

The last one looked to be about old enough to be almost in her thirties and was closest to Lightning. She had long black hair and purple eyes, which meant she was probably related in some way to the first girl. She wore nothing more than a corset and a shredded piece of clothing passing as a skirt with some leather knee-high black boots. This woman was old enough that Lightning took no suspicion of her and turned her attention back to the performance as a whole.

Breath me in, breathe me out…

The red-eyed woman moved back into the girls behind her before moving forward with each saying. With a small smirk on her lips, the red-eyed woman stepped to the side and let her dancers take over the short instrumental part before sliding back onstage for the last chorus.

I just wanna feel your body right next to mine
All night long, baby slow down the song
And when it's coming close to the end hit rewind
All night long, baby slow down the song

At last the musical number ended and the dancers were called by different groups and led toward one of the rooms, Sazh had told her about. Lightning hurriedly stood from where she was and moved to one of the tables further in the back, settling down and wondering if she should order a drink after all. Before she could make up her mind, something caught her attention.

"Hi there." Lightning turned and met a pair of smoky red eyes. "You seem dazed. Can I help?"

"Um…"

The woman moved closer and settled herself on Lightning's lap, draping an arm around the officer's shoulders. "Did you enjoy my show?"

"Yeah." Lightning was unsure of exactly how to respond to this woman. Usually, if anyone had dared try what this woman had just don,e Lightning would have pushed them off of her and given them a warning punch. But those shrewd red eyes seemed to hypnotize her and it was hard for Lightning to concentrate on anything else.

"It's nice to meet you, you know." The woman murmured, leaning closer so that Lightning's entire vision was nearly obscured by the eyes. "I enjoy someone strong and solemn. Despite your look, you've obviously got a lot on your shoulders. I'm Ura."

"Lightning." The pinkette held out her hand and Ura shook it with a grin.

"So then, Lightning, what brings you here?" she asked, Lightning taking note that her teeth were sharper than normal.

"My friends dragged me here. They said I needed a night on the town. I don't do parties and crowds."

"Don't think of it as a crowd then." Ura told her calmly. "Think of it as a large family, though I do understand how you feel. I'm the same way."

"How could you be the same way?" Lightning scoffed in contempt. "You've got an entire posse of men glaring at me because you're sitting on my lap and not theirs."

Both glanced over to where three men were glaring steaming holes into Lightning's head as tears of anger leaked from their eyes. Their whispers about threats and getting Ura were none-too-quiet either.

"Don't mind them." Ura sniffed contemptuously. "They look like that to everyone that I sit on the lap of. Though, I think it's the first time they've seen me openly do it to a woman."

"Is that so?" Lightning raised an eyebrow, Ura's smirk retaliating.

"Yes it is so. I enjoy talking to you, Lightning. You've got quite the wit. Maybe you could come back tomorrow. And bring some friends, Fridays we celebrate-." Before the silver-haired woman could say anything more, both turned as a cry erupted from the direction of the strobe lights. A brawl was breaking out on the dance floor and Ura sighed. Lightning made to reach for her gun, but before she could, Ura called above the noise, "Crow, cut the music!"

The DJ instantly cut off the music and Ura moved forward. "Ice Queen, Raven Feather, crowd control." Ura continued. The dance floor cleared as the two men continued their fight on the dance floor. Ura stepped up to it and Lightning was going to motion to Fang and Sazh, but Ura's next word caught her offguard.

"Security!" the silverette called, putting a hand to her head. Within seconds, three women assembled behind her. One had short black hair that laid flat against her head and a traditional Chinese dress, another had long blonde hair and brown skin and the last was fair-skinned with bright orange-brown hair and a mischievous smirk on her lips. Lightning raised an eyebrow, wanting to watch this security in action.

"Sword, Strength, you two take care of this, Tears, you go ahead and stay back. You need to rest after the fight you broke up yesterday."

"Yes, Madame." The three girls chorused, the two girls ordered to clean the mess jumped into action instantly, pulling the males apart effortlessly and sitting them on opposite sides of the dance floor while Ura walked to the center of the floor.

"What's the problem?" she asked, red eyes surveying her surroundings in boredom.

"He was dancing with my girlfriend!" the blonde man snarled, trying to get around Sword only to be pushed back down on the floor.

"Hey! She came at me first!" the brunette growled back, taking a swipe at Strength only for it to be blocked.

"Ladies, escort these two men out. And that man's girlfriend as well, Tears."

"You got it, Madame." Tears agreed as Sword and Strength easily picked up the men and carried them out while Tears escorted the young redheaded woman out behind them.

Ura turned back to the DJ and gave a thumbs-up, restarting the music and letting the dancers back on the floor. Lightning was impressed with how things had been taken care of. No wonder the police had never actually been called here before, the trouble was taken care of before the police were even needed.

Though, that could be due to the owner not wanting to draw attention to the fact that they might not have a license. The pinkette bit her lip as Ura returned. "Where were we?" the red-eyed woman inquired, smiling down at the undercover agent.

"I believe you were talking about a celebration held every Friday?" Lightning reminded her.

"Ah yes." Ura settled herself back on Lightning's lap and put a finger to her chin in thought. "Fridays are the days that teenagers sixteen and over are allowed in the club. Usually, you have to be nineteen before you're allowed entrance, but we relax on Fridays and Saturdays because those are the days that teens are most excited and they bring good business too."

"How do you make certain they're an adult?" Lightning asked curiously, wondering if the woman was lying.

"Have you met the bouncer, Chicken?" Lightning nodded. "He trained for years in the art of detection. He can usually tell a lot about a person, just by looking at them. However, he's also studied multiple IDs and knows how to detect a fake one."

"What if he gets one wrong?" Lightning pressed.

"In all my time knowing him, he's only gotten one wrong. Mine." Ura chuckled and stood, glancing up to the clock. "I've got another show to do right before closing time."

"Closing time?" Lightning glanced at her watch and was surprised to find that it was nearly one in the morning. She should have reported back to the car nearly an hour ago so that they could head back to the base. "I have to be going too." She told Ura. "My friends will be getting worried."

"It was a pleasure meeting you." Ura murmured, moving very close to the officer and looking down into her eyes. Lightning momentarily felt as if she were drowning in a pool of blood before shaking off the feeling. "Perhaps we can see each other again sometime… Lightning."

And with that, she was gone.


Ah, first encounters. How I love them. Though, I'm thinking that for once I need to make Ura be the one caught offguard by feelings of love. I mean, pairing her with Rias, I made her seem smooth and savvy while Rias was flustered (despite the both of them staring at each other almost nonstop). And now here, I've got Lightning falling head-over-heels. Though, to be fair, Ura has done this plenty of times and Lightning's soldier-like personality won't let her think on it too long. Anyway, Review for me and tell me how much you hate my rambling.