Disclaimer: Princess Nine; never owned it, never will. Shinobu Maehara and Motoko Aoyama are characters from Ken Akimatsu's Love Hina.
I'm sorry this took so long to update. I've been trying to put more time into writing, but my boss had a hernia repaired, so I've been working longer hours, as well as replacing the water lines in my house. Enjoy this installment, and if the spirit moves you, please review. OMS.
Visitors
Corey searched for Seira; unaware Amy had already found her. He had asked the nurse at the desk, and was informed both girls had left the building. He was beginning to worry; afraid they might run into Akira or the rest of the gang. He had been calling out their names, hoping they'd reply. Frustrated, he sat down on a bench that overlooked a ball field from the college. Some students were practicing, not having enough players for a real game. He observed them with a critical eye, noting that most of them were pretty good. He got up and made his way over. Leaning against the backstop, he called out, "Excuse me!"
The young man catching turned around, and Corey noticed he had the captain's insignia on his jersey. Looking irritated, he stood and made his way over to the fence. "What do you want?" He asked brusquely. "We're in the middle of a practice. Our first game is coming up in less than a month and we're really out of shape."
"I don't know about that." Corey said amiably. "You guys look pretty sharp to me. I was looking for some people and I was wondering if any of you saw them."
"We've been here for the last thirty minutes or so, and not many people have come by. Who are you looking for?" He said looking over his shoulder as more team members made their way to the fence.
"My sister and my girlfriend. They both would be hard to miss. My sister's about 180 centimeters tall, and she's wearing a brace on her leg. My girlfriend's about 170 centimeters with bright red hair."
"Yeah I saw them." The second baseman said nodding. I was late for practice, so I cut across the hospital grounds. They were sitting on a bench on the other side of the compound. Your girlfriend looked like she was really depressed. You two have a fight?"
"No. She's dealing with some stuff about her mom, and she's feeling pretty worthless. Her friends and I have been trying to help her, but she just can't get past it. I've got to get going. Thanks for the info." Turning, he began to walk away, when he stopped and turned back. "How long are you guys going to be here?"
"As sorry as our offense is looking, probably most of the afternoon. Why?" The catcher asked.
"My girlfriend and her friends are ballplayers too. Would you be interested in a practice game? They would need to get their gear, but I think we could be ready by two o'clock."
"Who do you think you're talking to? We're the Tokyo University Baseball Club. Some of our guys have been scouted by the pros, why would we play with a bunch of girls?"
"Because these girls made it to the semi-finals of the regional prelims for Koshien last year. They've had a rough couple of days, and I thought a friendly game might lift their spirits. If you don't think you can handle them…" Corey said, goading him.
"Are you talking about the Kisuragi Girls' Team?" One of the other players asked. "Captain, let's do it! They kicked ass last year! Not to mention they're all pretty cute."
"Yeah," He answered thinking. "They definitely know how to play…Ok, you've got a game. We'll plan on seeing you back here around two."
"Great!" Corey said, grinning. Then he remembered Yuki, and his expression soured. "Hey, I got so excited about the game, I forgot. Their left fielder is hurt, and won't be able to play. Would you guys be all right with me taking her place? I'm a catcher, so I'll be a little out of my element."
"Is that why they're down? Sure, go ahead. I know I don't have the speed to play the outfield."
"Thanks, you guys won't regret it." Corey said jogging off.
"All right you bums, let's get back to it!" He yelled. "We've got a game in less than two hours, and I don't want us making fools of ourselves in front of a bunch of cute girls!"
-
Yuki smiled as her teammates surrounded her bed. "Hey guys. Thanks for coming. I heard about what happened at school. How are you all doing?"
"We're fine Yuki." Izumi said smiling warmly. "I'm glad to see you in such high spirits. We were expecting you to be depressed."
"Yeah," Hikaru said frowning slightly, "you sure seem happy, how come?"
"Izumi told me this is my chance to be more assertive, so I've decided to make a change in my life." Yuki said looking around at everyone. "The doctors think I'll get better, so I'm going to be positive."
"That's wonderful news Yuki!" Izumi said excitedly with a wide smile. "Everyone was so worried about you."
"You'll be able to play again?" "Ryo asked, her eyes glistening. "I'm so glad."
"I'm really happy for you Yuki." Mao added. "The dorm's a lot lonelier without you there."
"Hey Yuki?" Koharu asked, crossing her arms, a little embarrassed. "You said you want to change your life. What are you going to do different?"
"If the doctors are right, when my broken back heals, I'm going to take some self-defense classes. I'm not going to be the shy little weakling that needs her friends to protect her anymore." That made her think of the fight, so she asked, "Amy, How are you doing? I heard you were injured fighting those guys last night. I'm sorry you needed to watch out for me."
"Don't worry about it Yuki." Amy said moving next to the bed. "I just banged up my leg a little. I'll be back to normal inside of a month. I'm the one who's sorry. If I'd paid closer attention to what was going on, I would have seen that guy coming, and you wouldn't have needed to save me."
"What happened to your face?" Yuki said seeing the red area. "I don't remember you getting punched last night."
"I did that Yuki," Seira said stepping forward, taking the ice pack from her face, "but she paid me back for it."
"Whoa!" Kido said seeing Seira's face. "Amy did that?"
"Yeah, but I deserved it. She was trying to tell me that things weren't that bad, but I didn't want to hear it, so I punched her." Seira looked at Amy hopefully, saying, "I messed up, and I'm sorry. Are we still friends?"
Smiling, Amy moved around the bed. Hugging Seira, she said. "Of course we're still friends. I said some pretty cruel things out there. I'm sorry too."
"Isn't this nice?" Nene gushed. "You two are going to be the best of friends. I just know it!"
"Yuki." Ryo said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I need to tell you something, but first let me say how sorry I am that this happened to you."
"Thank you, Ryo," Yuki said smiling, "you've been a good friend. You've really helped me to believe in myself again… You look anxious. What did you need to tell me?"
She hesitated, not sure how to say it. Looking at Amy, who smiled and nodded, she took Yuki's hand and said. "I just found out before coming here. The Captain paid those guys to attack you. I had no idea he had done this. I'm really sorry!"
Yuki stiffened, processing the information. A puzzled expression appeared on her face as she asked, "Why would he do that? It doesn't make sense."
"It's because of me Yuki." Amy said bowing her head. "He thought I was a threat to Ryo."
"He saw her strike out Takasugi, and thought I would get shoved out of the spotlight at Koshien." Ryo added. "He felt terrible when he learned you were injured.
"Hayakawa, have you contacted the police yet?" Kido asked frowning.
"He said he was going to turn himself in Coach. I may hate him for what he did, but I still believe he'll honor a promise." She replied confidently.
"They have been informed sir." Izumi interrupted. Motioning to Watanabe, she continued "I was assigned police protection until the gang is caught, and this officer has already relayed the information to his superiors."
"Officer Watanabe, it's you!" Yuki said when he stepped forward. "Thank you for all you did for me last night."
"You're welcome Miss Azuma." He said handing her the flowers. "I got these for you. Please take them as a small gesture of my wish for your speedy recovery."
"Thank you!" She said taking them from him and smelling them. "They're lovely!"
"I'm glad you like them. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm a stranger here, so I'll wait outside the door." He said bowing. "Miss Himuro, enjoy your visit."
When he had left the room, Yuki looked at her friend and said. "What happened Izumi? Why do you need protection?"
"They showed up at my house this morning, and left a warning for me not to testify against them." She answered with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry Yuki. The police think they're bluffing, so I'll be fine."
"What is going on in here?" Shinobu said as she entered, followed by a tall, dark haired woman. "There are so many people. Are these your teammates Yuki?"
"That's right!" She said beaming. "Shinobu, meet the Kisuragi Girls' High School Baseball Team. Guys, this is my new friend Shinobu."
"Shinobu Maehara. It's a pleasure." She said with a bow.
"Hey! You're the lady from the train!" Ryo said standing. "I can't believe you're my friend's nurse!"
She smiled at Ryo, and then addressing Yuki, she announced. "This is one of the women who lives at the dorm with me, Miss Motoko Aoyama."
"How do you do?" She said bowing. "Shinobu told me about what happened to you, and I believe I have something that will speed your recovery." Handing her a package, she continued. "My clan has used this tea to aid in the mending of broken bones for over two hundred years. Please accept it. Shinobu believes you are a righteous person, and I feel outraged that you were attacked in such a cowardly manner."
"Thank you." Yuki said beaming. "Everyone is being so kind to me. Shinobu, do you think you could brew a cup after everyone leaves. I want to get out of this brace as soon as I can."
"Of course Yuki." She said taking the package. "Motoko, does this tea taste as bad as the one you gave me to help get over that cough last year?"
"If it didn't taste bad, it wouldn't work." The taller woman answered, unfazed. "I made it for Urashima when he broke his leg, and he survived."
Shinobu, remembering the foul brew, shuddered. "I'm glad I made the cookies Yuki. Have you tried one yet?"
"Yes, and it was delicious! Thank you again."
"Oh, you already have some cookies?" Nene said a little crestfallen. "I brought some too." Handing her the container she continued. "It's the first time I tried this recipe. I hope they taste all right."
"I'm sure I'll like them Nene, thank you." She said opening it. With a wide smile, she added, "I smell peanut butter!" Taking one out, she took a bite. "Oh Nene, these are great! Everyone, please try one of these!"
"I figured this would happen, so I doubled the recipe." Nene said as the girls swarmed around the bed.
"Coach, Doctor, Shinobu, Miss Aoyama, you can have one as well." Yuki said offering the container.
They were all chewing blissfully on cookies when Corey entered the room. "What's everybody munching on? The way you're all smiling it must be good."
"Nene made cookies Corey, they're incredible." Amy said offering him a bite of hers.
"Ohh!" He said when he tasted it. "That is good!" Looking intently at her, he said, "Nene, will you marry me?"
"Hey!" Seira cried angrily. "What's the big idea?"
"I was just kidding." He replied with a grin. "On the other hand, I don't think she'd make me hunt for her after she disappeared without a word." Then scrutinizing her and Amy's faces, said critically, "Or get into a fight with my sister while she was gone."
Seira moved to him, and hugged him. "I'm sorry I made you worry. I'm ok now."
Noticing Shinobu nervously and Motoko icily staring at him, Corey smiled and said. "Good afternoon ladies, is something the matter?"
"I-I'm sorry" Shinobu said bowing. "It's just you're the largest man I've ever met in person, and I'm a little intimidated."
"I'm displeased with you being so intimate with that young woman." Motoko said taking a step forward. Pointing towards Yuki, she added. "Sex crazed ruffians like you were the ones who put that poor girl in here."
"Who the hell do you think you are, talking to him like that?" Seira said stepping up and looking the woman in the eye. "He's my boyfriend, and if I want to give him a hug, what right do you have to object?"
"Good looks and a clever tongue have led more than one girl down the wrong path. Is he using his size to intimidate you into a relationship? Say the word, and I will defend you from him."
"Motoko, please don't" Shinobu said laying a hand on the other woman's arm. "Don't wreck the place. I don't want innocent people getting hurt."
"You don't need to worry about him." Yuki said warmly. "Corey's really nice. He wouldn't hurt you for the world."
"That's right!" Seira said stepping closer. "Do you want to know what kind of man he is? He's the first one to ever treat me with tenderness. I ran across plenty of guys like you're talking about on the street, and let me tell you, he ain't one of them. His sister and him, as well as his whole family treat me like a real person, and I'm not letting you or anyone else talk trash about him!"
Motoko blinked at the intensity in Seira's voice. "Forgive me, it's just that I don't trust men. To me they're all perverts trying to catch a peek or grope you at any opportunity. Looking at Corey, she continued, "If I've misjudged you, I'm sorry. I'll leave you now. I need to get back to work. Shinobu, I'll see you at three for break, ok?"
"Sure." She said nodding. "I need to get back to my rounds. It was nice meeting you all." She followed Motoko to the door, watching Corey out of the corner of her eye.
Chuckling, Kenji teased his grandson. "No matter how many times I see it, it still amuses me how people react to your size Corey."
"I didn't ask to be like this. People just assume because I'm this big hulking brute, I get my kicks by going around and pounding on others." He replied brooding. "And what's with that woman? It was like she was some modern day samurai."
"She probably just has issues. We all know differently Corey." Koharu said laying a hand on his arm. "We've seen you argue with Seira, and we know you don't hit people."
"Thanks Koharu." He said giving her a weak smile. "You girls really are something. You're all so straightforward. You tell people what you feel, without any hidden agendas. I'm glad Amy will be playing with you. After last year, she really deserves some good friends."
"Something happened?" Kido asked pointedly. "Is it going to cause trouble for us down the line?"
"No coach." Amy said, shaking her head. "At least I don't think so."
"We discussed it this morning after you left Amy," Izumi said tenderly, "and we think it would be better not to mention it. There are some vindictive elements at school, and we think it may cause you grief if word of it gets out."
"Himuro, does your mother know about it?" Kido pressed.
"Yes, we found out about it last night. She was more concerned for Amy than the potential for any scandal."
"What happened Amy?" Yuki asked, concerned. "I hope after last night, you trust me enough to tell me."
"Everyone else on the team knows Yuki, so it wouldn't be fair not to tell you," she said sitting on the bed next to her. "I was hoping none of you would find out, but the fight last night brought back bad memories, and I woke everyone up, screaming in bed." Pausing, she took a breath, and calmly said, "Last year at school, I was raped." Seeing Yuki's alarmed expression, she smiled reassuringly. "That's why I decided to fight those guys, so you and Izumi would be spared having to experience that. I never though you'd jump in like you did, and I'm really sorry I let you get hurt."
"You didn't do this to me Amy." Yuki said reaching her hand out. When Amy took it, she continued. "I made the decision to jump in the way, because I knew if I didn't, you would be the one to get hurt. You've been so friendly, to all of us, that I couldn't stand the thought of that happening. I was really looking forward to that sleepover, because I was going to get to know you better. You're so outgoing and confident, but at the same time gentle and compassionate. I want to be more like that."
"That's so sweet," Amy said, her eyes misting. "Don't feel you need to change Yuki. I think you're ok just as you are. I'll tell you what, when I come back in April, we'll have a sleepover at my grandparent's house, ok?" Looking at Kenji, she asked, "Would that be all right grandpa?"
"That sounds like a good idea." He replied with a smile. "The accommodations aren't as luxurious as Miss Himuro's home, but there's plenty of room."
"I'd like that." Yuki said, a wide smile on her face. "Thank you Amy."
"Corey is coming back too," Seira volunteered, "so he'll be able to help move you around."
"He won't need to," Yuki said confidently, "because I'll be walking by then!"
"Things seem to be better than we thought it would here." Corey said, smiling at her enthusiasm. "We came to see Yuki, expecting her to be suicidal, and we find her more upbeat than we are. This morning's been pretty unsettling, and I think you girls need a diversion. How would you feel about playing some baseball?"
They looked at him, confusion on their faces. Ryo spoke up. "That sounds fun Corey, but who are we going to play?"
"I ran across the college baseball club while looking for Seira, and they agreed to a friendly game. I told them you could get your gear and be back by two o'clock. What do you say?"
"Yeah! Let's do it guys!" Seira said excitedly. "It could be our first money maker!"
Amy scratched the back of her head, saying, "I don't know Seira. We haven't discussed it with Ms. Himuro yet, and we haven't heard back from Chairman Takasugi. He may tell us to keep our money, although I hope he doesn't."
"I'm not too hot on this Corey." Kido said crossing his arms. "The girls haven't played in nearly seven months. They're out of shape, and rusty. I don't want any of them getting hurt."
"I think their opponents would understand." Corey replied confidently. "Their captain was complaining how out of shape they all were as well. You can come along and establish some guidelines."
"We've all been running and keeping up with our stretches Coach." Ryo offered. "It would be fun to play college age players to see how we measure up. Corey did you see them play at all? How good were they?"
"I watched them for about five minutes, and what I saw impressed me. They have solid fundamentals, and seem well conditioned. I saw a lot of fanning at the plate though. It would come down to you Ryo. How confident are you in your pitching right now?"
"I've been throwing this winter at Takasugi's house. They have an indoor tennis court that Hiroki and I set up a pitcher's mound on." Her face clouded as she reminisced. "Sometimes, when Mao was busy, the Captain caught for me." She added quietly.
Izumi moved to her, and wrapped her arms around the distraught girl. "He'll be back Ryo, and he'll be counting the days until he sees you again. So lets go play some baseball and try to put this morning out of our minds."
"You're right!" She answered, the fire coming back to her eyes. "We need to prove that last year wasn't a fluke! We'll fight every step of the way, all the way to Koshien!"
-
Shige Ozaki, a.k.a. 'the Captain', stood in the middle of the crowded sidewalk outside of the Motofuji Police Station near the entrance to Tokyo University. The people gave him dirty looks as they were forced to make their way around him. He had called, asking where the detective investigating the attack was stationed, and was directed here. He had never felt so nervous. He was a strong believer in the law, and had never even crossed the street against the light before. Now he was a criminal. He had paid someone to hurt another, and the guilt was making him sick. He took a deep breath and then a single step towards the station when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning, he saw a young man with an upset expression on his face. "What do you want?" Shige growled. "I'm moving!"
"Toru guessed you'd come to this station. I'm here to deliver his regards." Minoru said, plunging a knife into the Captain's side. "See you in hell old man." Then he calmly walked away, losing himself in the sea of faces.
His side burning, and his shirt turning red, the Captain sank to his knees. "I'm sorry Ryo, I guess I won't be able to make it right after all." Then he collapsed on to his face as a woman screamed.
-
Kimiko looked up from the chair she was sitting in as Shinosuke entered the lounge. Seeing his daughter sleeping on the couch, he smiled and said, "It looks like I was right to have you watch her. She's a wonderful child, but she never wants to take naps. She'll rest in your arms, but the minute you lay her down, she's awake, wanting you to hold her again. How'd you do it?"
"You just need to be patient and make sure she's really asleep." She replied softly. "She was ready for it too, yawning at least ten times. Is your wife doing all right?"
"Yes, she's still sleeping, and the baby's back in the nursery." He said sitting down in a chair across from her. "I called my father with the information about the attack, and he's having his men keep an eye out for Akira. I also contacted a friend down at the police, and now know who the punks are. Between the police and my father's men, we'll find them."
"Thank you," Kimiko replied with a slight bow. "You've been very gracious to my family. It's not what I was expecting from a Yakuza lieutenant."
"It's no big deal." He replied nonchalantly. "It's bad for business when a cop gets attacked. They automatically assume we're responsible, and hassle our operations. As far as Akira goes, that's repaying my debt to your son. If I get him off your daughter's case, we're square."
"Is this man really that dangerous?" She asked worriedly.
"His father was a champion sumo, and his mother is Samoan. He makes Corey look average size" He replied leaning his head back. "They have fights once a month, to determine the toughest man in Tokyo. It's strictly hand to hand, no weapons. Akira has won it for the last eight months straight."
"I can understand that." Seira said as she, Amy and Corey entered the lounge. "He's the only one I couldn't knock down with my cue balls. Every other guy fell over in pain, but he just stood there and laughed at me when the ball bounced off."
"How's Yuki, Amy?" Kimiko asked. "I was still hoping to see her before we leave."
"She's doing great, Mom." She replied sitting on the arm of her mother's chair. "She said the doctors think she'll get better, and will be able to play again."
"That's wonderful news honey." She replied, relief on her face. Then looking at the young woman that had infatuated her son, she continued. "Seira, are you all right? The way you ran out of the room surprised me. Goodness, what happened to your face?"
"Amy and I had a little disagreement outside, and it got physical. I'm ok though. Thanks for asking." She replied grinning uneasily.
"Amy Watson!" she said in a hushed but urgent voice, looking disparagingly at her daughter. "I'm very disappointed in you! You know better than to hit someone like that. Defending yourself is fine, but I seriously doubt Seira was threatening your life. Explain your actions young lady, because unless you had a good reason, you are grounded for two weeks after we get back to the States!"
"I was wrong to hit her Mom." She said flatly. "I was just so fed up with her ignoring what I was saying, lost in her sulking. When I tried to get her attention by getting in her face, she hit me. My only thought at the time was how frustrating it was trying to get through to her. I should have pulled my punch, but she made me angry when she hit me, and I'd wanted payback."
"That's not a good enough reason." Kimiko said shaking her head. "You let your emotions dictate your actions. Is that what Sensei taught us? When we get back, you will be confined to your room, outside of school and chores. Now, I'm going to go see Yuki for a minute, and then we'll contact Ms. Himuro about your testing. Sit down Amy. Wait there until you hear from me."
"But Mom, the team's got a pickup baseball game, and I really want to see them in action." Amy pleaded.
"You lost that privilege when you hit Seira." She said resolutely. "Your grandmother probably has lunch waiting for us, so we should get going. I'll be right back."
When she walked away, Amy sank to the chair with a sigh. "I guess my day's fun is done. I really regret hitting you Seira. I did the minute you hit the ground. Mom's right, I should have just let it go."
"I think your mom's taking it too far." Seira said as she and Corey claimed other seats. "I threw the first punch, I should be the one in trouble."
"I think she did exactly the right thing Seira." Shinosuke said, looking appraisingly at Amy. "Listening to their conversation, I'm guessing Amy is taking self-defense classes. Discipline is paramount in every form of martial arts training. She showed very little hitting you in such a fashion. You're a strong young woman Amy. I can tell that just by looking at you. You could have done serious damage to Seira's face, perhaps fracturing her cheekbone." Looking at Kimiko sleeping, he added. "If I was ever in your mother's place, I would do the same thing."
"She did break that loser's nose last night." Seira said uneasily, shaken by what he'd just said.
"Yes, Corey told me earlier." He said, nodding. "I'm glad you weren't hurt worse than you were Amy. That was a cowardly thing those men did to you and your friends."
"Thank you sir." She replied, embarrassed at being criticized by a mobster for being too violent. "I'll try to think about my actions before I act next time."
"Experience is the best teacher, sis." Corey said with a grin. "You won't make that mistake again."
"I don't know Corey." She said shaking her head. "I'm can be just as hot headed as you. The only reason I didn't go off on Mr. Kusunoki was because coming here was so important to me. I really had to bite my tongue."
"That just proves you can be disciplined Amy." Shinosuke said encouragingly. "If you could restrain yourself as a teenager, with your hormones and emotions still sorting themselves out, how much better will you do as a mature adult? I believe you will be a remarkable woman in time."
"I think she already is." Izumi said walking up to them, Watanabe a step behind her. "She was fearless in that fight last night, giving everything she had trying to protect us. Then this morning, finding out our teammate Ryo was the motivation behind the attack, she reached out to her, when the girl was expecting retribution." Turning to Corey, she continued. "You three left so quickly, you missed the message. Your grandfather's still talking with Yuki. He said there was something she had needed to discuss with him. The coach is going to school to get some equipment, and should be back here by one thirty. I passed your mother at the elevator, and she said she's changed her mind, and that you should join them back in Yuki's room."
"Thanks Izumi. We had wanted to let my mom know that she didn't need to help look for Seira." He replied, smiling at her. Motioning to Shinosuke, he continued. "This is Mr. Fujishima. Seira and I helped his wife out last night, so he invited us to see his new baby."
Standing, he bowed to her, saying, "Good day miss. I was shocked to hear about your friend getting hurt. It's terrible what young men are capable of these days."
"Thank you for you concern." She replied, bowing. "My name is Izumi Himuro. This is Officer Watanabe of the Tokyo Metro Police."
The two men regarded each other coldly, crime boss and lawman each sizing up the other. Watanabe broke the silence by saying, "Be careful around him. He has a reputation for ruthlessness."
"He has nothing to fear from me." Shinosuke said menacingly, "He and his family are under my family's protection until the culprits are caught. I owe this young man a debt of gratitude, and I will repay him."
"So you say." The policeman answered. "What happens when that debt is repaid? Will his sister someday end up working in one of your 'entertainment clubs'?"
"I don't force anyone to do that. They can leave any time they want. Ask any of my girls, I take good care of them. Most of them were running the streets when I found them. I feed them, and give them a safe place to live. All they need to do is show their clients a good time."
"You get them so strung out on smack that they couldn't leave if they wanted to!" Watanabe said angrily. "All of those girls were like her at one point in their life." He added pointing to Kimiko. "Will someone drag her into it someday? I hope and pray that doesn't happen… Miss Himuro, it's time to go. You need to get ready for your game." He finished, grabbing Izumi's elbow and pulling her along.
"Let go of me!" Izumi spat, wrenching her arm from his grasp. "I'm not done yet! What happened to keeping our hands to ourselves?" Turning back to her friends, irritation showing on her face, she said. "The rest of the team has left to change and get their gloves. I'll be doing the same. We're going to need you Corey, so please try to get back in time. See you in a little while." Turning back, she shot Watanabe a scathing look as she quickly walked past him, causing him to run to catch up.
"He's wrong you know." Shinosuke said, sitting back down. "I don't give my girls drugs. Some of them are hooked when they come through my door and have their own supplier. Corey, how would you like it, if a girl you paid good money to spend time with, was so high she could barely hold a conversation? Or craving a hit so bad, she couldn't sit still for more than five seconds? If anything, I try to get them help in breaking their habit. If she doesn't want to get clean, I throw her out. There are so many kids out there, coming from broken, abusive homes, there's always another girl to take her place. I like being altruistic, but it is still a business."
"That could have been me." Seira said softly. "I had guys offer me heroin before. I was feeling so worthless, that I was almost ready to try it. If the coach hadn't recruited me, I could have ended up in a place like that."
"I hope you would have found me." The gangster said warmly. "What the overzealous officer said was true of some of my counterparts. They have been known to abduct women to force them into the sex trade, feeding them drugs to keep them docile. I'm a romantic at heart, and believe women are to be cherished. Only a crass brute, with no regard for others would work in such a fashion. I met my wife in a club. She took my breath away when I saw her for the first time. We began talking, and the conversation came so easily, it was like we'd known each other forever."
"Do you make them have sex?" Amy asked, looking over at Kimiko to make sure she was still asleep. "Do they have a choice about that?"
"That's between her and her client." He said gently, seeing her discomfort. "They're not brothels. I only mean to provide conversation and a little companionship. If she decides to sleep with the man, it's outside of my clubs. If a client tries to take it farther than she wants, she calls out, and we 'encourage' him to behave. I like money Amy, but there's no reason to let my girls get abused. Just like there are plenty of pretty girls out there, there are plenty of men who will pay to enjoy their company."
"Amy, Seira, we need to get going." Corey said standing. When Shinosuke stood as well, Corey reached out his hand. "Congratulations again on the baby. Maybe we'll run into each other somewhere."
Taking Corey's hand firmly, he replied. "Thank you, and thank you again for saving my wife and child last night."
Seira stood and moved to the couch. Pulling her hair around, and holding it with her left hand, she leaned down and kissed Kimiko on the forehead. "Goodbye little sister, be a good girl."
Amy watched her with a smile, and when she rejoined them, linked elbows with her. "I think that counts as showing affection Seira. You'll be a great mom someday."
Gratitude showing on her face, she looked from Amy to Corey, and then said. "I just found the right people to show me how."
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Konosuke Takasugi scraped the last of his chocolate mousse from the dish, relishing the taste as he brought the bite to his mouth. Looking at Ms. Himuro taking a sip of coffee, he said pleasantly, "So was everything satisfactory Keiko?"
"Indulgent is the word that comes to my mind." She said, setting her cup down. "Thank you for this wonderful meal."
"You're very welcome." He replied before wiping his mouth. "Let's take our coffee to the sofa, and I'll disclose the reason for my visit."
They stood, and when they moved away, the wait staff quickly began clearing the table. Settling onto the sofa, Konosuke's face took on a more serious expression. "I received a call from Hiroki this morning concerning your baseball team. Before I go any further Keiko, I need to ask you this. Do you have any regrets about last year? Is there anything you would have liked to have done or made better?"
"I have no regrets over forming the baseball team. They proved without a doubt that girls can play on equal terms with their male peers. My only wish is that the scandal about Hidehiko hadn't come out, and that the Parent's Association hadn't been so eager to disband the team over it. I'm thankful that Principal Mita came over to our side in the end. He's been a great source of support. I really can't think of anything else, but I assume there's something I'm overlooking?"
"What are their shower and changing facilities like?" He said somberly.
"Oh! I didn't think they'd bother you with that!" She replied, setting her cup on the table as she leaned forward. "I've been assured by the maintenance staff that the facilities are in working order."
"So you haven't actually seen the conditions inside the locker room?" He asked as his eyebrows rose in surprise. "I was told by Hiroki that they were inadequate for the upcoming season and the building would need to be expanded."
"Granted, it is a little cramped, but the girls are young, they'll survive." She said sitting back again. "Coach Kido approached me with his concerns, and we solicited bids to redo the facilities last year. I would have needed to divest some of my stocks to produce the cash, so I was disinclined to provide the funding. Especially when I wasn't sure the team would even come into being. The finance council ruled it would cost too much to renovate them, and the motion was defeated. With more scholarships being offered this year, I believe they'll feel the same way if we were to approach them again. When I brought the issue before the board of the Himuro group, they also denied funding, saying, 'We have better things to invest our money in than the creature comforts of a handful of adolescent girls'."
"That doesn't surprise me." Konosuke said with a sigh. "Keiko, how would you feel about me financing the renovations?"
"Are you sure?" She asked, her eyes wide in surprise. "That is an exceedingly generous offer Chairman. It would be greatly appreciated."
The smile coming back to his face, Konosuke said warmly. "Someone has to do it. Those girls deserve to be rewarded after playing so marvelously last year."
"You're absolutely correct. They do deserve to have a more modern facility. I still have the bids on file, would you like to see them?"
"Not yet," he replied chuckling. Looking at his watch, he added, "My man will be here shortly to inspect the facilities. He's quite talented, and I think you'll be impressed by his work, but he dislikes being the last one to bid a job, professional pride and all that."
"Of course," she said with a slight smile. "I'll give them to you after he's done."
The waiter approached them, and at their consent, refilled their coffee cups. They chatted about what was needed in the locker room, until a knock on the door interrupted them. Turning, they saw Mr. Yamagida and Mr. Kodanuke accompanied by another man. At Ms. Himuro's consent, they crossed the room.
"Excuse the interruption Madam, Chairman Takasugi, but this man says he has an appointment with you." Yamagida said giving the man a distrustful look.
"Ah, Mr. Akimatsu, you're right on time, splendid." Konosuke said grinning. "Let me introduce Ms. Keiko Himuro, Chairperson of Kisuragi Girls' High School."
"How do you do Chairperson?" He said bowing. "I am Makito Akimatsu, Chairman Takasugi's architect. It's a pleasure to meet you." Above average height, muscular, with long dark hair, he looked intimidating. He was dressed in blue jeans and a T-shirt covered by a plaid work shirt.
"Thank you." She replied taken back by his appearance. "Tell me, Mr. Akimatsu, for a man in your position, you don't come across very professional. Do you always dress so casually?"
"Oh no," he replied with a smile. "I dressed down because I'll be crawling around the dark recesses of the building and I didn't want to ruin my suit."
"That puts my mind a little more at ease." She said relaxing. "I have good news, Mr. Kodanuke. Chairman Takasugi has offered to pay for updating the baseball team's locker room."
"Oh, that's wonderful news Madam Chairperson! That should make their practices much more productive!" He gushed. "Last year, they needed to stop morning practice early, and they had to draw up a lottery to decide who got to use the shower first. It took them over forty-five minutes for everyone to get done. They won't be late for first period anymore! Mr. Mita will be thrilled when he hears the news!"
"I hate to burden you Mr. Kodanuke, but would you escort Mr. Akimatsu to the lockers so he can begin his inspection?" She added, standing and heading towards her desk.
"No, Keiko," Konosuke said grinning. "I want you to come along. I think it's time you saw for yourself what kind of conditions those girls needed to contend with. Mr. Kodanuke, thank you, but we won't need to detain you any longer. I'm sure Ms. Himuro knows the way."
"But…" She started to protest until she saw the look on Konosuke's face. Realizing he wouldn't concede, she sighed, and said. "Just a moment, let me change into some more comfortable shoes."
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Officer Kobiyashi drained his can of coffee. Checking his watch, he sighed. "He's been in there for over half an hour. How long is he going to make me sit here?" He had found a parking spot across from the hospital staff's parking garage, and he was getting tired of the scenery. Stretching, he looked up the street. A delivery van slowed, and turned into the garage's driveway. The attendant leaned out, and after conversing with the driver, looked quickly around. Pulling his head in, he opened the gate. When they drove through, he turned on the 'full' sign, and then ran around and climbed into the passenger side. "Well, that was certainly suspicious." Kobiyashi said. Grabbing his radio, he contacted Watanabe. "Hey Hiro, where are you?"
Izumi watched as he touched his earpiece and talked into his sleeve. "We're getting off the elevator and entering the lobby. I was just going to call you. What's going on?"
"I'm not sure." was the reply. "I'm parked across from the entrance to the staffs' parking garage, and a group in a van just took the attendant inside with them. I'm going to check it out. Stay put there, and I'll let you know."
"Don't go alone!" Watanabe cried. "Contact dispatch and have them send uniforms to back you up. Miss Himuro and I will stay out of sight until we hear from you."
"And get written up for calling in a non-incident again? I'll wait until I'm sure." He said sarcastically. "I'll get back to you."
"You idiot! What if they're armed?" When he got no response, he sighed, resigned to the fact his partner was the biggest fool on the planet. Turning to Izumi, he said. "Let's find somewhere out of the way."
"What's going on?" She asked nervously. "You scared me when you yelled like that."
"There might be trouble." He said leading her away from the lobby. "Officer Kobiyashi spotted a suspicious van entering the hospital staffs' underground parking garage. He's investigating as we speak."
"Do you think it's them? Why would they come here?" She asked, puzzled. "Could they be after Yuki? They know she could identify them. Could they want to silence her?" She suggested, panic in her voice.
"I don't know." The policeman answered. "If it is the same bunch, one of them may need medical attention, and they're trying to keep out of sight. It may not be them at all. Until we know for sure, we can only speculate. Getting upset won't help anything Miss Himuro. If something is going down here, I need you to stay calm and focused."
"Yes sir." She said, offering him a forced smile. "I'll try to reign in my imagination."
They found an unused conference room that had a locking doorknob. Watanabe ushered Izumi inside. "I need to notify headquarters of this, and this radio doesn't have the range. I'll also ask hospital security to station someone outside Miss Azuma's door, just as a precaution. I'm going to lock you in. I don't want you opening the door for anyone but me, understood? I'll be back as quickly as I can. Keep the lights off, and stay out of sight of the window in the door." Then without another word, he stepped back into the hall, and closed the door quietly.
Izumi sank to the floor next to the door, and hugged her knees. Would these villains ever leave her and her friends alone? She was thinking how glad she was the team had already left, when it struck her. Amy and Seira were still in the building. Amy's grandfather had driven them, could he be parked in the underground garage? He was a doctor… A new wave of panic surged through her, and she did the only thing she could think of. She pulled out her mother's cell phone, which Ms. Himuro had given her when she found out Izumi's had gotten damaged, and called Hiroki. She held the phone to her ear with trembling hands, waiting for him to answer.
"Hello? Takasugi here." He answered.
"Hiroki! It's Izumi!" She practically yelled. "I'm at the hospital and I think those men might have shown up here! Amy and Seira may be in danger, what should I do?"
"Don't do anything Izumi!" He said with resolve. "I'm coming down! Are you in a safe place?"
"Yes." She answered. "The policeman guarding me locked me out of sight in an empty conference room."
"Then the police are already aware of this? That's good. I'll bring two of my father's security staff. Stay where you are Izumi, I'll be right there."
"Ok Hiroki. I'll be waiting." She replied, finishing her call. She opened her purse to put her phone away, and remembered the business card Kenji had given her earlier. Taking it out, she noticed he had written his cell phone number on the back. She quickly called the number. Listening impatiently to it ringing, her heart sank when she heard…
"The cellular service customer you are trying to reach is unavailable at this time. Your call is being directed to an automated voicemail service. Please leave your name and number, and any necessary information at the sound of the beep… 'BEEP'."
"Doctor Suzuki, this is Izumi Himuro. I pray you get this in time. There is something going on in the parking garage. Please don't go down there! The police are investigating, but I'm afraid they'll be too late. Come to the lobby. Officer Watanabe is there talking to security. He'll take care of things. Please be safe." She snapped the phone shut as a look of anxiety settled on her face. Suddenly, she heard a key slide into the lock, and watched nervously as the handle began to turn.
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"Are you sure Seira?" Kimiko said as they approached the elevator. "I know my father's car can fit five."
"It's not the car." Seira responded with a haunted look. "I just don't want to go back down underground. Kenji gave me the address, so I'll take the train, and meet you there."
"I'll go with her Mom." Corey said taking Seira's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I don't want her to travel alone right now either."
"Ok, we'll call ahead and let your Grandma know we'll be having a guest." She said giving them a warm smile. "Dad, can I borrow your cell?"
"Just a minute, dear." Kenji said taking it out and turning it back on. "I didn't want to be interrupted during our visit with Miss Azuma." Looking at it he added. "I have over twenty voicemail messages to go through." Clearing the screen, he handed it to Kimiko.
"Thanks Dad." She said taking it from him.
"Are you sure you won't reconsider letting Amy come watch the game, Mom?" Corey asked, pressing the elevator call button. "Nothing beats seeing a game live to get a feel for how a team plays together."
"Let's eat first, and I'll see how I feel then." Turning away, she spoke into the phone. "Hi Mom, I'm calling to let you know the girl Corey likes is joining us for lunch."
"Really?" Came the reply. "I'd better make more rice. How soon will you be back?"
"We should be home in a little over fifteen minutes, see you then." Disconnecting, she handed it back to Kenji. "I hope you have a good appetite Seira. When my mom cooks for guests, she goes all out."
"I can't eat too much, or I won't be able to move on the field!" She replied jokingly.
"You don't want to run out of energy either." Kenji said holding his cell to his ear, screening his voicemail. "Don't let my wife bully you into stuffing yourself. Eat only what you want."
"Sure" She replied as they stepped onto the elevator. Pressing the buttons for the lobby and the garage, she added. "Corey, can we swing by my house first? I need to get my glove, and change out of this skirt."
"I don't mind." He answered. "We'll need to make it quick. We don't have a lot of time before the game."
"Ten minutes tops" Seira assured him. "My house is only three blocks from yours, so depending how fast you can run, we should be fine."
The elevator stopped for the lobby, and Seira and Corey stepped off. Kimiko left them with an admonition. Holding the door with a stern look on her face, she said. "No fooling around Corey. Get her changed and get back. You two will be alone together in her house, so you'd better keep those hormones in check!"
"Mom!" He said angrily. "I'm not going to do anything. You're treating me like I'm totally irresponsible. We can both keep our hands off each other, so don't worry."
"I'm sorry dear." She said apologetically. "I'm just thinking about my experiences with boys at her age."
"Oh?" Seira asked; her curiosity piqued. "You'll have to tell me what to look out for later." She said, grinning with anticipation.
"We'll see." Kimiko said, returning a similar smile as she released the door and they disappeared from view.
"Man, she really knows how to get to me." Corey growled under his breath.
"It's ok Corey." Seira said putting her arm around his waist. "She's just worried about you. Forget about it, and let's get going."
His arm draped across her shoulder, they were making their way across the lobby, when they heard a voice calling their names. Turning, they saw Watanabe running towards them. "Thank God I caught you!" He gasped. "Where are your sister and your folks?"
"Grandpa's parked in the staff garage, but Seira needs to change and get her glove, so we're taking the train." Corey said concerned. "Why? What's the matter?"
"My partner is investigating possible illegal activity going on down there. They could be walking into terrible danger!" He said wheeling and running across the floor. "Isao, come in!" He yelled into his sleeve. "There are three potential hostages descending in the elevator, try to intercept them! I'm securing Miss Himuro, and joining you."
"Copy that." Came the hushed reply. "I'm on level two. I've found the van, and no one's here. I'm going to head to the elevators to uhhnn…" A clatter was heard, and then the radio fell silent.
"Isao! Isao! Answer me!" Watanabe yelled as he turned the corner to the conference room. Seeing the door ajar, he slowed. Drawing his weapon, he cautiously advanced. Looking around the doorway, he saw Izumi talking to a tall, dark haired woman in a housekeeping uniform. Stepping quickly into the doorway and leveling his pistol, he yelled, "Police! Step away from the girl, and put your hands behind your head!"
"It's alright Officer." Izumi said quickly. "She's a friend of my friend's friend…if that makes any sense. Anyway she's not a threat, so you can put your gun away."
"Why did you let her in?" Watanabe scolded. "I specifically told you not to open the door for anyone but me! She could have been hired by Akimatsu to silence you."
Izumi shrugged and said, "She has a key. She let herself in."
Motoko regarded him coldly, saying, "Be glad I am not carrying my blade Officer, else you would be lying senseless against that far wall. I don't take kindly to people threatening my person, even if they are law enforcement personnel."
Corey and Seira edged around the policeman who was flushed in anger at being treated so casually. "So you are an assassin?" He said through gritted teeth.
"Hardly." She replied wiping the conference table. "I am heir to the God's Cry School of Swordsmanship. We are demon hunters, and masters of ki based attacks."
Intrigued, Corey spoke up. "So if you're this hot-shot mystical demon slayer, why are you cleaning rooms in a hospital?"
"Because I'm attending Tokyo University, and needed a part time job to cover my expenses. Shinobu told me they had an opening in housekeeping, so I applied. It's work I rather seem to enjoy." Returning her gaze to the policeman, she continued, "Now, would you please explain why this young woman was locked in this room, and why you were so eager to level your weapon at me?"
"Something is going on down in the parking garage. I've lost contact with my partner, and this young man's grandfather, mother, and sister went down there a few minutes ago. If you are all right Miss Himuro, I'll be heading there myself." Watanabe said, turning and running out the door.
"I'm going as well." Corey said heading for the door. "Seira, stay here with Izumi, I'll try to get back here shortly."
"No way!" She replied, grabbing his shirt. "I'm going too. Amy is my friend, and if she's in danger, I want to help. Don't make me sit this out!"
"I don't want you to get hurt." Corey pleaded. "Now is not the time to prove how tough you are."
"I'm coming too Corey." Izumi said, stepping forward. "Your sister stuck her neck out to protect me last night, now it's my turn. Besides, that macho brick-brained policeman is going to need all the help he can get until his backup arrives."
"Such courage is admirable." Motoko said walking quickly by them towards the door. "I will also join you after I stop by my locker. Try to find yourselves a weapon." Then she sprang out of the room.
"Hey! Wait a minute!" Seira said chasing after her. But when she looked down the hall, the woman was nowhere in sight. "Wow! I thought I was fast!"
"Seira, come here." Corey said, standing by Motoko's cleaning cart. "They aren't cue balls, but could you use these?" he said holding up a cardboard box.
"Hell yeah!' she said, as she began stuffing the pockets of her jacket. "They're just the right size." She added with an anticipatory chuckle.
Corey took a mop, and unscrewed the handle. Holding it in both hands in front of him, he made lazy figure eights in the air, testing its weight. Satisfied, he nodded, saying, "This should do."
Following his example, although a little squeamishly, Izumi did the same with a plunger. "I may not know how to fight well, but I know how to swing a bat. Let's go save Amy!"
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A/N: The reason I'm introducing Motoko to the story will be revealed next chapter. If you haven't read Love Hina, pick it up. I guarantee you'll laugh out loud at parts. Again, let me know how I'm doing on this.