Hyuu had been left stunned from the call he got the call from a detective the evening before. He had been anxious, and contacted Curtis right away, the idol had been completely stunned that there was actually a case - not that Hyuu rubbed it in or anything, it actually hurt more. Something awful really had happened to Mei, and it made the male increasingly frightened. He had also called Kyouhei and told him what was going on.
The detective, Looker, hadn't answered since calling him yesterday, and none of his questions could have been answered. It made him speculate a little too much.
Had Team Plasma came looking for revenge, but there was no evidence of her being physically harmed. And Mei was at home when she was discovered the only people who had the slightest chance of getting in there...
Hyuu's thoughts had been violently ripped from his subconscious as he heard knocking at the apartment door. His sister gave a shout,
"I'll get it!" and her Liepard in the corner gave a disinterested growl. He was still trying to remember where his thoughts were going when he heard his sister speaking from the front hall. Their father wasn't home at the moment, and the girl sounded very weary. "Daddy isn't home..." She says, and Hyuu knows his sister, she's probably trying to close the door.
"I'm here to see your older brother." A male voice responds, and Hyuu takes it as his cue to get out of his room, and address his sister.
"Go feed Lieapard," Hyuu doesn't even recognize his own voice as he tells the girl to do one of her chores, and she's all too happy to comply. "How did you get the address." He asks before gesturing for the detective to come in.
"I ran into Kyouhei on the way up, and as soon as I said my name he told me the apartment number." Hyuu knew he probably looked stunned. Though Kyouhei had always been a bit too carefree when it came to personal information, this wasn't the surprising information. It was more so the fact he had been outside of his house.
"Now, I have one main lead, do you think you, or one of your friends could identify the man in this photo?" Looker had set his brief case on a table a little farther into the apartment, and pulled out a full page, standard eleven by eight and a half inch paper, with a somewhat enhanced image of that he had taken from the news articles.
Hyuu had risen an eyebrow as he drew the paper close, his eyes looking over the blurry picture and he seemed to tsk in the back of his throat.
"Yeah, I know the asshole." The teen swears freely, to which a slight scream erupts from the next room over.
"HYUU! That's a bad word!" Though the two ignore the little girl, Looker can tell Hyuu is struggling with a name.
"He was some kind of scientist, who was apparently using Team Plasma mainly for the money he got for his research. Kyouhei may know his name, he and Mei met him a few times as they traveled. Each time one of them would call and say something about the guy." He traces a section of the paper near the top of his head, Looker had assumed it was some kind of tree branch.
"I think he's got blonde hair, blue eyes - and this odd hair piece of the same Plasma colored blue kind of wrapping around his head." Hyuu shrugs a bit, and Looker slides the image back into his brief case, and begins asking questions, and writing in a small note book. He would repeat the process with Kyouhei, the boy's mother, and the Idol who had called him to begin with. He needed to get every angle of the story from the day she collapsed.
Nimble fingers threaded a Tomato Berry blossom into the soft brown hair of the girl in front of him. Her hair, now sporting two loose braids, fell down her back as she laughed softly. A carefree sound which was breath taking considering the situation they had just gotten out of. Having a large sum of money went over much better than expected, as doctors, morticians, and even preachers could be bought so easily. Doctors, many of them as there were, needed more money than they let on, as their business was simply so competitive, and the same with the morticians. Preachers were a little harder to convince, but still simple enough with the right words of devotion, or faith.
"I know I shouldn't be enjoying myself so much," her voice is soft, a smile lifting her lips, as she looks up at the other. "and I hate that I couldn't say goodbye to any of them, for real... but it's nice being able to start a new life. Not needing to worry about the cameras, or when the next gym leader will be in..." she leans against him, their fingers lacing together, and he smiles back, stopping and taking her chin gently in his fingers.
"It will all work out, they will move on, and we can do what we wish. I'll go where ever you want me too, Mei... Or rather... should I say Rosa?"