Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Steal Your Heart ❯ Bad News? Good News? ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Heero’s P.O.V.
It started as any other day. I got up, showered, got dressed, made a quick breakfast, made a coffee, and left. I work as a detective in a huge corporation. Its specific purpose is like that of a cop, but we are much more involved in the crimes. We do much more investigating, physical work, risky things, and undercover work. Back on track, if I hadn’t gone to work that day, I wouldn’t have wound up in such a screwed up, peculiar, hell-ridden, perfect, amazing predicament.
When I got to my office that day, I was expecting the usual; sit down, sign paperwork, and type novel long papers on my progress thus far. I’ve been a detective for three years, and they’re still on my ass. Then I got the call.
“Hello, Heero Yuy speaking.”
“Yuy, this is Une. We have just got information on a new case. We believe that you’ll be perfect for this assignment. You’ve never failed a case, you can use the most obscure clues to find people, you can catch a culprit with little clues, you-“
“I appreciate the flattery Une, but it’s very apparent that you’re trying to push me onto this assignment. Is it really that difficult of a case that you have to praise me?”
“Nothing gets past you does it?”
“Not that I keep track, but as far as I can tell, no. Nothing gets past me.”
“Well since it seems that your up for the task, here’s what we’ve got: 5 robberies in up class jewelry stores, 10 museum robberies, 7 bank thefts, and 13 deaths.” Une told me.
“And you believe they are all related?” I asked.
“Yes, the stolen items are rare, expensive, relics and all the ones who were killed were guards or people unfortunate enough to get night shift.” Une stated. “Plus they’re all recent crimes.”
“I’m on it.” I’m not sure if I wish I never said those words, or if I am glad that I had. Despite my emotions now, because of those three words, my life changed.
Normal P.O.V.
Heero went to the location of the most recent robbery, The St. John’s Jewelry Market. Heero began his investigation by taking notes on all the stolen items.
“Let’s see… Mary Antoinette Ruby Rose Necklace, Anubis Etched Ancht Bracelet, Cleopatra Cameo Pin…hm… most of these items are over 1,000 years old. Maybe older.” Heero told himself.
“And…!” said the store owner. “What’s your point detective?”
“The thief, it appears, is only stealing valuable artifacts. If we go over past investigations, we could probably pin it on someone. Or at least narrow down suspects.” Heero said. “And yes, we’ll return your items.”
“Hey, Heero!” said Sally, a cop also investigating the crimes. “Guess what I heard?”
“Hm?”
“There’s a strong rumor going about that the notorious thief known as “Shingami” is behind these robberies.”
“Shingami?” Heero said. “But that’s just a rumor. There’s no guarantee that he’d rob all of these places. Plus, didn’t he die a while ago in a prison cell?”
“Yes, but people say he had a taken someone under his wing before he was caught. They say he might be carrying out his teachers’ work.” Sally stated.
“Hm.” Heero said thinking it over. “Whatever the case, I’ll find the culprit and arrest them.”
“Damn Yuy, you really need to lighten up, or at least get laid!” Sally said teasingly. Receiving a death glare from Heero.
In an apartment building five blocks from the jewelry store
“Dumb cops’ve got nothin’ on me. I’ll steal every item in this forsaken city that has value. Shingami will be remembered and feared.” A dark figure said staring out the window. “ People will love me, hate me, and fear me. I’ll steal their hearts and sell it right back to them. Why am I talkin’ to myself? I really need to get laid! Chick, dude, or it.” The thief groaned. “Course’ It’ll have ta’ be a one night stand, which I’ll feel guilty bout’ later, and I can’t have an actual relationship cause I’d have ta’ stop being Shingami; and we can’t have that can we? Well gotta think about this later. I gotta date with a lovely lady named Isis Vera. Hope she’s ready for me!”