Darker Than Black: Host Club
Chapter Three: Burning Desire
Change of plans, Hei thought. I can't believe it! Out of everyone in the club, they used her. How could I fall for a decoy? Was this planned out by November Eleven the whole time, just to capture me? I need to leave Kirihara here and get out of here.
"You're under arrest," declared Misaki, after she pulled her gag off and went to place her hand around his wrist.
How do you plan to stop me like that? Hei thought, as he sent a brief current through her arm. Misaki jolted back from the shock, releasing her hand from him.
"Check every room," commented a man's voice from outside the door.
Hei's attention shifted to it.
Misaki, noticing she was up against a desk in an office, quietly picked up a desk lamp and went to go hit the reaper over the head with it. He turned around and had his hand around her neck in seconds.
"I told you I would kill you if you tried anything on me," he stated coldly.
Misaki winced at the sight of the mask's hollow black slanted eyes glaring down at her. Fearing her life was over, she challenged, "If you wanted to kill me, you would have let the Yakuza do it."
He released his hand from around her throat and focused his attention to the door. Misaki, not heeding his warning, reached up towards his face to try to remove his mask, but he grabbed her hand to stop her, staring down at her again with the same death glare.
"I don't suppose you have a new plan?" she asked. He only continued to glare at her. "If you want, we can still go through the club to get out," she smirked sarcastically. "I don't have a problem with it."
He put his index finger over his mouth to tell her to be quiet, as he looked toward the entrance. Swiftly, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" she screamed. "I can walk!"
"I hear them in here!" hollered a male voice outside the door.
BK-201 reached for the knob and sent a current of electricity through the door. The man screamed in agony on the other side.
Hei opened the door, stepped over the corpse, and ran down a hall. A couple men in black suits, with guns in their hands, came from around a corner. Hei went to head the other way, but he was met by more men.
"Shoot them!" one yelled, as Hei quickly let Misaki down to push her up against a wall, and wrapped his arms and coat around her while the men fired.
"Ha ha ha, that's what you get for trying to steal something from the Nakatori Gang!" shouted one of the men.
They ceased fire.
"Are they dead?" asked another one.
"Of course they're dead. Who could…?"
A wire wrapped around the man's neck. He went to grab for it as a volt of electricity was sent through his body. He shook vigorously and then fell to the floor.
The other men looked at him dumbfounded, and before they knew it, Hei had crept up behind them, and knocked each one of them out with the hilt of his blade.
To Misaki's surprise, she wasn't covered in bullet holes. Was he able to create some force field with his powers? It was nice to know that her gun was useless against him.
Misaki, wishing she had her glasses, watched the Black Reaper while he took out each gunman one by one, as if his opponents were standing still. She was amazed at how fast he was, and she didn't think that she could get the drop on him. The only way to take him down would be to unmask him with her intelligence.
He should know that I'm a decoy, and he will probably ditch me. I can't let him get away.
Misaki could feel BK-201's wire wrap around her waist, as more gunmen showed up and aimed their guns at her. Her body was pulled sideways, and before she knew it, she was being carried in BK-201's arms.
He guided her down the hall with gunfire zipping by them or ricocheting off the Reaper's coat. He opened a door and took cover inside another office.
"HEI! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Misaki heard coming from an earpiece in his ear. BK-201 pulled out one of his blades. "I hear gunfire. Is the package secure?"
Hei, Misaki thought. A fitting name for someone so dark and mysterious. Why is he protecting me? He should know I'm not his 'package,' and not care. Although, it's good to know that their organization that seems to know everything my department does, doesn't know everything.
"Slight problem," the Reaper replied, clenching the blade tight in his hands. Seconds later men came storming into the room.
"What happened?" the man asked, as Hei threw his blade into one of the gunmen's shoulders and yanked him sideways to collide with another one.
The man gained his balance, making the Reaper put Misaki down, run up to him to place his hand on his head, and send a volt of electricity through him.
"Package is a decoy," Hei continued. "Find the real one."
"WHAT?" the man yelled, allowing Misaki to hear it from where she stood.
If he said anything else, she couldn't hear.
She slowly walked up to him, and as she neared him, he turned around and put his blade to her throat.
"Get back down into the club. I'm sure they will make the trade there, if they haven't already," Misaki heard the man say from the earpiece.
She hoped BK-201 didn't realize she heard the man talking.
He didn't say a word to her as he quickly removed the blade from her throat, and ran out of the office. Misaki followed him, but as she ran into the hall, she lost sight of him.
Misaki exited the building to the garage, and entered her car to get her spare gun and glasses. She was displeased about wearing her leg holster since it was uncomfortable, but November Eleven had said that the club always checked handbags for guns. She was surprised they didn't frisk her earlier when she first entered the place.
She was even more upset at the fact that she was wearing high heels thanks to her kidnappers, and had the hardest time trying to walk.
First, she opened her trunk and grabbed a shopping bag. She pulled out a waist length yellow jacket she was pleased that Kanami had made her buy, and placed it over the white dress. She looked around hoping to find another pair of shoes, but cursed when she couldn't find any. She thought about taking them off, but she would look conspicuous.
She then closed the trunk and went to grab her spare gun out of her glove compartment. She found her spare rounded shaped glasses first, and fitted them on; placed the revolver in her holster and fitted her dress to make sure it covered it. She scrounged around for her purse, but didn't see it anywhere. Then she remembered she had left it at the table and hoped it was still there.
Before she left the car, she searched once more for some shoes, but couldn't find any. Frustrated, she slammed her car door shut and ran back to the club.
A few minutes later, she entered it to see the manager occupying her table. She sat in front of him, as he greeted her with a smile.
"Hello, Ma'am. I thought you may have left with Li-kun again since I saw neither of you at the table."
"Eh, no," she replied, while noticing her purse still on the chair and let out a sigh of relief. "I just had to powder my nose."
"Would you like another table and host?"
"Um, yes, please…Wait, another host? Is Li-kun serving someone else tonight?" she asked with a jealous tone.
"I'm sorry, but I thought he was with you. I really have no idea where he could have gone," he answered, trying to mask his anger towards him. "He's supposed to be here until midnight. But I assure you, we have many other hosts that are just as handsome who would like to keep you company."
Li-kun took off? she thought. Maybe the phone call he got was a family emergency. Wait, he's a foreigner visiting, so he wouldn't have relatives here.
Then she remembered spotting him at the store, thinking he was BK-201. Maybe he really is BK-201 and the phone call was to alert him about the trade?
"Umm, ma'am. Would you like another host?"
Misaki snapped out of her thoughts and smiled sheepishly at the manager. "Ah, yes I…" Misaki spotted a black haired man walking a few rows over. "Li-kun!" she bawled out and ran over to him.
"Kirihara-san," he smiled, as he turned around. "I thought you had left."
"And where have you been?" the manager interrupted.
"Toilet," Li replied, placing his hand on the back of his head and smiling sheepishly.
"You were on the toilet too? What were you doing in there? You both were gone for a long time?"
"Well, I…"
"Oh, I get it," the manger started to say, as another cash register sign seemed to sparkle from his eyes. Misaki and Li looked at him stupefied. "Good job, boy. Just don't forget to charge her for overtime. Now stop standing there doing nothing, and take the lady back over to her table."
"Hai."
Li held out his arm to have Misaki take it and lock hers with it, and he escorted her over to the booth. They walked by a waiter with a tray of two wine bottles and four glasses. Li grabbed a bottle and two glasses off the tray with his free hand, impressing her.
"Hey, that's for another table," the waiter cried, but Li ignored him and kept walking.
They arrived at an empty booth moments later where Li set the glasses down. Misaki sat and watched Li pop open the bottle. He sat next to her and poured her some wine.
"You're wearing a different outfit, Kirihara-san," commented Li.
"Eh… yeah. A waiter spilt some wine on me, and the club apologized by giving me this dress. That's where I've been.
"What about you, Li-kun?" He looked at her confused. "What's with the black T-shirt? What happened to your white shirt?"
Li looked at her embarrassed, and answered, "Well, I'm a little clumsy, and I spilt some wine I was drinking while waiting for you. That's why I was in the restroom. I'm sorry I left earlier."
"It's all right, you had a phone call."
That sounded like a perfect lie to her. Regardless, if Li were BK-201, this would be a perfect opportunity to watch him. However, if he weren't, this would be a waste of her time. Maybe she should arrest him now and take him in for questioning. Nevertheless, what could she prove? She needed to catch him in the act.
Oh my god! she thought as her eyes lit up. I slept with him last night!
"Are you all right, Kirihara-san?"
"Ah, hai," she lied.
"You don't look so well. Are you still worried about last night? Don't worry, my manager doesn't know."
"Eh… NO! I'm not. Although he believes we did in the bathroom. He'll probably look for money from you."
"Probably."
Misaki didn't really care now. If he was BK-201, she hoped he would ask for more. It would teach him a lesson.
However, if he were BK-201, why would he leave the club with her last night? He wouldn't have left his mission to go drinking, and especially sleep with her. Maybe he's not BK-201. She hoped he wasn't.
She smiled, remembering that one moment they had spent together, and quivered as she reminisced on the smile he gave, his gentle voice, and his soft touch.
Misaki wished she could remember more of it.
Suddenly an image of a cat convulsing entered her mind.
She shook her head from her thoughts while wondering what the cat image meant. She couldn't think of Li right now, she had to keep her eyes open for BK-201.
Misaki glanced around the club and noticed half the men in the club had the same appearance.
Damn, she thought. Why does he have to have such a common appearance? Anyone of these guys could be him.
Perhaps if she could hear them talk, she could make out his rather deep, eerie voice. A voice that she didn't think she would ever forget.
"Kirihara-san," Misaki heard Li distracting her from her thoughts. "Are you all right?"
"Ah…hai!"
"You seemed to be in a daze. What were you thinking about?"
At the corner of her eye, Misaki noticed the other host that resembled Li from earlier. He was escorting a young female, who didn't appear to be happy in his company. She was dressed in a black long dress, had brown hair, and was Misaki's build. He also appeared to be holding her tightly and looking around the club conspicuous.
"BK-201?" she questioned to herself. He did say he was going to escort her through the club to get her out. Perhaps he had found her and was continuing his plan.
The female did resemble herself a little, making her realize why she had been used as a decoy.
Damn! she thought. If only he didn't see me at Alice's party. He may have not known who I was, and I could have found out who he is.
"BK what?" Li inquired.
"I'm sorry, Li-kun," she apologized, standing up and grabbing her purse. "Would you excuse me again? I have to use the restroom."
Li's manager was walking by when he heard her. He turned over to Li while she was leaving and smiled.
"Go get her, Tiger!" he chimed, as he patted him on the back.
Misaki grabbed her phone out of her purse and dialed a number. Before the person on the other end could say something she yelled, "It's BK-201. He has her."
Misaki hung up her phone, placed it back in her purse, and then pulled out her badge as she approached him.
"Excuse me, sir," she confronted, while holding up her badge. "I'd like to ask you a few questions."
The man stared at her stupefied for a few seconds, turned around, grabbed the young lady's arm, and started running.
"Hold it!" Misaki shouted.
She ran towards them, but lost her balance due to the high heels and fell. She kicked off both shoes, stood back up, and started running after them. Misaki pushed people out of the way, and followed him through the kitchen where the staff was ducking for cover behind stainless steel tables. He then ran through a door into a back hallway and out a back door into the garage.
Misaki followed him out and started running after him in the garage. As she turned a corner, she found herself slipping on ice while flinging her purse into the air and landing on her bottom. She slowly looked up to see where her suspect ran, but noticed him standing in front of her with his feet caught in the ice. She looked around for the woman, but didn't see her.
"Now doesn't this feel like déjà vu?" asked November Eleven from behind Misaki. She looked over her shoulder, noticing the MI-6 agent holding onto the young lady by the wrist. "Misaki, please escort this young lady to your car over there and get her out of here."
Nodding in reply, Misaki picked up her purse, walked barefoot over to her to escort her to her car, and opened the passenger side door.
"Please let me go," the female pleaded looking at Misaki.
"Let us help you," Misaki smiled. "We'll protect you."
The female looked at her frustrated, and as if she wanted to run off. Misaki saw her glance at the man scared and instead went to sit in the car.
"She belongs to us! You can't have her!" the man screamed, causing Misaki to look back over at him. He began glowing blue, but before anything could happen, ice began trailing up his legs.
"That's not a smart move," November Eleven informed, pointing down to the rubber boots. "Remember, the Japanese are great inventors." The man looked at him confused as November Eleven looked back over at Misaki. "Get her out of here now!"
Running over to the driver side, Misaki opened the door to sit down, started the car, and drove off.
The man, frozen to the ground, gritted his teeth at November Eleven and yelled, "I'll kill you," while reaching inside his suit jacket's pocket.
"Now, now," November Eleven said, as he froze his hand in his pocket, "I don't need you throwing any knives at me again."
The man began to highlight blue again, but November Eleven made the trail of ice run up to his chest.
"Tell me who you work for, and I will not take your life," he assured, pulling out a cigarette.
"The Nakatoris!" the man yelled.
"I'll take that as a joke, BK-201. Now make the rational choice and tell me who you work for."
"The Black Reaper? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" November Eleven looked at him baffled. The man highlighted in blue and his eyes turned red. His body gave off a red glow and the ice around him began to melt.
"Radiation? Not electricity?" November Eleven mumbled, "That means that…Misaki's in trouble."
The man freed himself from the ice and began to charge at November Eleven. The MI-6 agent quickly made an icicle and threw it at the man, puncturing his heart. The man looked down at it dumbfounded and then fell backwards dead.
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Misaki turned a corner, drove up a ramp to the next garage floor, and skidded around another corner. Suddenly a black figure landed on top of her hood, startling her. The woman looked at him shocked and cried, "Kuro no Shinagami!"
Misaki began to swerve to throw him off, but it didn't work. He highlighted in blue, sent a jolt of electricity to shock the car's computer chip, and stalled it out.
Misaki grabbed her gun and aimed it at the Black Reaper.
"Give yourself up, BK-201!" she ordered.
The young lady stared at her concerned.
"No!" she screamed, causing Misaki to lower her gun to slightly look at her. "He will kill you."
Misaki stared baffled, and said, "But if I let him take you, he will kill you."
"Hei wouldn't do that," she answered, making Misaki look at her flabbergasted. She exited the car to have BK-201 jump off it and walk over to her.
Hei, she thought. She knows him
She jumped out of the car and aimed her gun at the two, but then lowered it as she remembered her bullets were useless against his power.
Hei couldn't believe his eyes when he saw who was in the passenger seat. He wondered how she ended up with the Yakuza. For many years, Nana had worked with him, his sister, and Amber in South America. She even helped him with jobs when he first became a contractor before she was transferred to America. She had saved his life more than once and he had always thought of her as if she were a sister then.
He knew why the Syndicate wanted her. She had worked in intelligence and had tried to run away from them. They're afraid that Nana will give up many of their secrets to other organizations. Once they had her, they will extract her memory with M.E. and kill her; a thought he couldn't live with.
"We need to get you out of here," said Hei.
Hei, sensing danger, pushed Nana and his body out of the path of a half dozen icicles, as they impaled the wall.
Hei looked from the direction they had come from to see more flying towards him. He quickly jumped out of their path, grabbed his wire to hook it to a beam, and swung away from another set.
"Nana!" Hei yelled, as he dodged another set. "Run!"
Hei landed on the ground and was about to jump again, but his feet weren't moving. He looked down to see them frozen in ice. He noticed November Eleven behind him, grabbed his blade to attach it to the end of his wire, and threw it towards November Eleven. The blond-haired man easily dodged it, as Hei pulled the knife back to snatch it in his right hand.
"I don't fall for the same trick twice," smirked November Eleven, as he grabbed another cigarette and lit it. "You really do make me use up a lot of energy. Now, shall we continue our conversation we had before? We don't want to kill you. We just want information on the Syndicate."
Hei watched from the corner of his eye to make sure Nana had gotten away. Once he could see that she was safely away, he had taken a second wire that he had thrown behind November Eleven when his attention was focused on the other wire. He yanked it while sending a current through it, to wrap around his thigh.
It slightly jolted November Eleven and before Hei could wrap it around his leg, November Eleven quickly moved out of its path.
While his attention was on that, Hei reached inside his coat, pulled out a flare gun, and fired it at the ground by his feet.
November Eleven quickly looked back at him puzzled, wondering where BK-201 had gotten a flare gun, and shielded his eyes from the smoke as it engulfed the area. The ice around Hei's feet melted and he threw his wire to wrap around a beam and swung out of the area.
When it cleared up, November Eleven looked around the garage to see BK-201 was gone. He cursed in his head and then looked around for Misaki, but didn't see her anywhere.
Misaki had followed Nana when BK-201's attention was on November Eleven. Holding her gun in her hands, she ran down the garage. She finally caught up to her and pointed her gun at her.
"Freeze!" Misaki called out. "Place your hands over your head!"
Nana stopped, placed her hands on her head and turned around.
"Please let me go," Nana cried. "They'll kill me."
"I can't do that. You know too much. I have to bring you in for questioning."
"No, I won't go. They're everywhere. They'll easily find me and… and kill me."
"I can help protect…"
"No… They control the police!"
Misaki stared at her baffled.
"Who?"
"Everyone."
Misaki couldn't make sense of her gibberish. She had many questions and Nana seemed to know the answers. She wasn't about to let her go. She pulled her handcuffs out of her purse, walked over to her, grasped her right hand, and started placing on the handcuffs.
Suddenly a hand seized hers and pulled it behind her back. Next thing she knew the handcuffs were around her wrist and she was positioned in a headlock.
"Nana, run!" shouted BK-201.
"November, it's BK-201!" Misaki screamed, hoping that November would hear her.
The Black Reaper placed his gloved hand over her mouth and held her tighter against him. She mumbled a few words, and then bit hard on his hand.
"OWW!" he yelled, as he slightly let go of her mouth. She yelled out again, but he put his hand back over her mouth while she watched her link to BK-201 and his organization run away.
Damn, she thought.
She jabbed him in the stomach, causing him to grunt in pain and let go of her, but he quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back against his body. She fought to free herself from his grip, giving him a struggle.
She yanked her head backwards, hitting his mask, and felt it crack against her head.
Her eyes widened, as she heard the broken pieces fall to the ground, knowing she'd be able to see the man behind the mask.
She tried everything to break loose; biting, kicking, and elbowing, but she couldn't free herself for a second to glance at his exposed face. She wondered why he didn't electrocute her, but figured he didn't want to give his location away so that Nana could escape.
She cursed, and then stomped on his foot, causing him to let go of her again. She hesitated for a second; surprised a simple trick had worked on him, but shrugged it off and turned around to gaze at his exposed face. However, she found her lips interlocked with his. Her eyes gazed at eyes that seemed to be dark blue, but before she could distract her mind from the kiss to focus on them, BK-201 removed her glasses.
His kiss was vigorous and hard compared to the soft and gentle one she remembered with Li. However, she still found herself closing her eyes and giving into the pleasures flowing throughout her body. Despite its roughness, it was warm, intoxicating, and lustful; reminding her of the night she spent with Li.
"Li," she whispered softly.
He paused briefly, as if he was surprised by her calling him Li. Perhaps he was Li. Apart of her hoped so, so that she could forgive herself for enjoying the paralyzing sensation.
He moved her backwards, pinned her up against the front of a car while continuing to kiss her, and moved his hands up and down her thighs. Misaki didn't want him to stop, she wanted him to continue the seduction, but as soon as it started, it ended. BK-201's lips slipped away from hers, causing her to open her eyes and see he was nowhere in sight. She went to go look for him, but found herself handcuffed to the car's grill.
"Wait, Li-kun!" she yelled out upset. Not because he got away, but because he had stopped kissing her. It would have been better if he had electrocuted her. She then realized she had called him Li again.
Why did she keep thinking of him? Did she have some burning desire for BK-201, or was her heart telling her that Li is the Black Reaper?
Moments later, November Eleven ran into the area she was at, and stared at her flabbergasted.
"Having some man troubles?" he joked.
Misaki glared at him, and said, "Just get me out of these. The keys are in my purse."
November Eleven looked around for her purse, but couldn't find it. Misaki noticed and pointed over to it. He walked over to her purse, grabbed and pulled out the keys, and walked over to her to unlock the cuffs around her wrist.
As soon as she was free, she ran back into the club.
"Misaki, where…?" November Eleven called out following her.
She hurried over to her table, pushing guests aside.
Please tell me you're not BK-201, Li-kun, she thought, hoping he was at her table, or anywhere else in the club waiting on someone.
To be continued…
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AN: I love a good kiss between BK-201 and Misaki. I hope you all enjoyed it too. Yes, a little short; blame it on Hei. ;)
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