lol 500 word chapters... stop judging


It was raining.

Chizuru Kagura was heading home.

She sighed and watched the city lights stream past the window of her limousine. The neon shop-signs distorted in the rain which flowed in streams down the glass. It had been a long day. Back-to-back meetings without a moment of rest. She was strong woman, but today had worn her down to the bone. She wanted nothing more than a glass of wine, and, perhaps… Debussy?

Debussy would be nice… maybe even Wagner.

The maid would've put her son to sleep already. She couldn't afford the time to run a company and also manage a child. She felt badly about it, but he was currently too young to tell the difference… at least Chizuru hoped so. Anyways… the husband had been spending a lot of time with their son lately, so the child wasn't being neglected.

He's in Singapore right now… I wonder if he closed the deal. Should I call him?

The businesswoman sat up in her seat and retrieved her phone from her handbag. She brushed a strand of long black hair from her face as she opened her contact list. The white-blue light illuminated her delicate features.

What time is it in Singap-... Hm?… what was that?

She frowned. Something like a flash had gone off in her head.

The Mirror?

The Yata Mirror. It made her something of a medium… a prophetess even. It offered her a sort of sixth-sense. She could peek into a person's mind - catch a glimpse of their thoughts. She knew if somebody was lying to her. She could manipulate people. Plant ideas, enforce them… things of that sort. It had proven an invaluable tool in business negotiation.

But that's not what it's for…

Despite all the benefits it offered her, the purpose of the mirror was none of those things. It's purpose was to seal Orochi - and keep him sealed. As a result, it kept tabs on the other two treasures all on it's own. Chizuru Kagura's fate was tied inexplicably with the two nutjobs who held the Kusanagi Sword and the Yasakani Jewel.

Idiots… haah… did one of them finally kill the other?... not likely… I bet Iori is just really drunk… but… I guess I should call… just in case.

Chizuru grumbed briefly to herself before finding Kyo in her phonebook. She waited patiently for him to pick up. She watched the neon lights flow past her window.

*Brrr-Click*

*Kagura?... It's late… What's-*

"Did you kill Yagami?"

*Huh?... uh no. I haven't been down to SouthTown in a while. Why?*

"Nothing… did he change his number?"

*no?*

"Thanks Kusanagi."

*... no problem… I guess.*

She hung up and dialed Iori, rolling her eyes as she did so. Chances were, he wouldn't pick up. If he did, he would probably just yell at her for bothering him. Chizuru had known Iori Yagami for about three years. In that entire time, she didn't remember holding a single productive conversation with him. Why do I even try…

She listened to the ringing. Half-hoping he didn't pick up.

*Brrrrr*

*Brrrrr*

*Brrrrr*

*Brrrrr*

*Brrr- click*

Dammit. On the last ring too…

Chizuru sighed, and moved the phone away from her ear. The first time she called him, he had nearly ruptured her eardrum. It was amazing how loud he was. She mentally prepared herself for incoherent, drunken ranting.

But there was only silence over the phone.

Hm?

"Yagami?"

Silence. Not a peep. Chizuru frowned.

"Yagami? Are you there?"

She gingerly placed the receiver against her ear. There was a strange noise, but she couldn't identify it. Choking? She was getting worried.

*K-kagura?*

His voice was soft and raspy.

"Yagami, are you alright? What happen-"

*Kagura… I think… I think I'm gonna kill myself.*

She realized the strange noise was Iori quietly sobbing into the phone.


fking do it fam.

I DID say he wasn't happy in the summary. kek u can't say I lied