Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction / Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Heritage ❯ Shinigami under Glass ( Chapter 2 )
Heritage.
Chapter One.
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He had avoided coming to this area since he had arrived back in Tokyo. Avoided coming even close to the only place he could have thought of as a home. But now here he stands, waiting for the order to rip apart this building that used to be a house... to finish his latest mission. When the order came... he followed through... without even changing expression. But a part of his heart tore even as the building fell to pieces.
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Running into the meeting a little late, Watari puts out he corner of his lab coat that was still smoldering somewhat. "Gomen... "
Tatsumi adjusted his glasses and nodded towards a chair. "You are late."
Taking the seat, the scientist absentmindedly pets the small owl as he listens to the meeting... Nothing really new, death rates are up, birth rates are down, the budget is nearly in the red again... Watari chooses to ignore the sharp look that he gets at the last report.
"Lastly... there are some new powers moving around in Japan. Apparently they've been sent in by Esset, we received a report from the German Department, and the Austrian, and the Swiss... essentially, every department in Europe has their eyes on this organization. In the interest of cooperation if we are to gain any information, we are to kindly pass it back to them."
The blonde's back twitches at the mere mention of Esset... it had taken over a week before he could move under his own power because of what they did to him.... and the last that he knew of Nagi was that he was taken to one of Esset's facilities.... where, he hasn't a clue. "Wakatta."
"Now if Tsuzuki and Hisoka will stay for their next assignment... everyone else is free to go..."
Leaving the meeting room, the blonde heads back to his lab. It only takes a moment to look through the most recent data received on his computer, but in that moment his blood seems to drain from his body and be replaced by ice-water.... as he finds out that his eldest nephew has been reported missing by his family.
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For the most part, Nagi ignored whatever Schu and Farf were watching. They usually haunted the English language channels anyways, and English wasn't Nagi's favorite language. He smiled as Brad yelled at them to switch to the news, causing the other two to grumble.
On the evening news, a smart looking woman starts reporting the kidnapping of the prominent lawyer, Watari Yasuo. Turning to her co-host, she asks for confirmation on the fact that this Watari is also the son of the president of Watarin Corp.
Nagi stopped typing... he turned around in his chair to actually look at the TV, disbelieving his ears. Watari? A relative of HIS Watari maybe? He'd never told any of Schwarz about his brief stay with Watari-san and Nan-kun. Never told them of the first and only people to have loved him unconditionally... that took him in and cared for him, and taught him how to read. It was too private... and even after all this time... too personal.
The reporter continues with her story, making mention of how no contact from the kidnapper has been made... With effort... Nagi turns back to the electronic paperwork he's supposed to be taking care of. Even after all this time, and everything that happened... he still missed Watari... and Nan... he wondered if the teen had been killed too?
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Hacking into the police reports regarding the kidnapping, Watari starts his own investigation into the incident. Using more resources than the police would have available, the blonde prints out all the data he can and decides to go investigate the scene of the crime for himself.
The scene is still buzzing with activity... from police (those standing around and those actually working) and reporters that were hovering like flies. Off to one side... Watari could see his brother speaking with some officers.
Blending into the scene, Watari starts posing questions of his own... somewhat glad to see his older brother, Kiyoshi, again even if he can't speak directly to the man.
The situation doesn't look good. Clues are few and not too concrete. For now, the police seemed to be adopting a wait and see approach.
Deep in conversation with one of the investigators, the shinigami notices something odd lying on the ground a few feet from the last place Yasuo was seen... several feathers, but from the looks of them, not from any bird native to the area. Checking first... he verifies that nobody is watching him... walking past the spot, he is able to gather the feathers without anyone the wiser.
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The man strapped to the table begins to regain consciousness.... moaning, Yasuo looks around the room he is currently in.
"Congratulations... with your help, I'll be able to catch a creature so rare.... so unique that it cannot even be born." Yasuo hears from behind him.
He blinks... trying to clear his vision. "who?" His throat i dry and his voice rasps.
A well dressed woman wearing a white lab coat steps into the captive man's range of vision. "Yamaguchi Keiko."
"why?"
"Because," she says as she holds out her hand and one of the larger birds swoops down and lands, "your presence will lure it here... "
"it?"
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Taking the feathers back to his lab, the blonde starts analyzing them.... just as he suspected, definitely not local avians. And definitely not a 'normal' earth species. The feathers showed distinct signs of genetic tinkering... on a level Watari hadn't seen outside of the Meifu or Gensoukai. That in itself was disturbing.
Sighing, Watari looks at the clock and realizes that he has to go to complete his rounds, if not he'll never get the day's work done... Something like that would give Tatsumi another excuse for trying to cut his budget, again.
Hanging his lab coat on its hook, he grabbed the warmer coat he was using for visits to the Chijou. It might be spring in the Meifu, but Kyoto in the late fall was quite chilly at times, especially when it got dark. The leaves were beautiful this year though...
He waits a moment longer, and 003 flutters over to him, landing in his arms rather than on his shoulder. Now that he is one hundred percent ready, he shimmers out of sight. Fading into being in a secluded corner of one of Kyoto's many shrines... He waits for a moment, but all is quiet... as it always is at that particular one. Stepping out, he leaves the grounds and winds his way through the crowds on the main street.
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The third time that the news stations broadcast the story about the missing lawyer Nagi is starting to wonder how he would go about hacking into the news station computers and knock them off the air...
It was bad enough that something like that happened at all, he studiously ignored the times Schwarz had done something similar. But to be constantly hearing Watari's name... and the memories that brought back... he was afraid Schuldig was going to get a little TOO interested...
/Hey chibi. . . . what's up? You're even more uptight than Braddie. . . /
He jumped... he actually jumped. /n...nothing... it's nothing.../
Turning around to face Nagi from the sofa, Schuldig turns the tv down. /You jumped.... /
He focused on the computer screen... what the heck was he doing again. /it's nothing.../
Settling down a smirk spreads across his features, Schuldig prepares himself for a good long interrogation of the telekinetic.
Nagi finished up the last of the reports to be sent off to Esset. Finally... now he could do his own homework...
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Nagi wakes in the middle of the night... a nightmare, the image of his Watari lying on the ground dead vivid in his memory. For once he is glad that Schuldig is out at a club and isn't around to complain to him about his dreams interfering with his beauty sleep...
He climbs out of bed and stumbles to the bathroom... running some cold water he splashes his face. Staring up at his reflection, he absently notes that he looks pale... well paler then normal. Gritting his teeth, he tries to stick that nightmare... that memory... so far back behind his personal shields that their resident busybody can't find it.
In the living room Nagi can hear the door open... and a very drunk telepath wanders in.
/Balinese. . . is. . . just. . . too. . .fuckable. . . /
Shit! He was home... Nagi had to get himself to his room BEFORE the inebriated telepath caught sight of him.
/Flexible. . . too. . . . /
TMI!!! He dried his face and opened the door to scurry back to his room...
/Would've stayed longer. . . some brat dies and they close the club. . . . ./
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He's been studying the feathers for several days, cross-referencing them with anything that he can think of that might give him a clue as to who would have taken Yasuo... Taking a small break from his lab, Watari heads up again to wander around the scene of the kidnapping... perhaps there was something he had overlooked there? It was strangely quiet. No police, no investigators... not even any press. It was deserted.
Overhead the blonde shinigami can hear the fluttering of wings. He glanced up... as a single feather came spiraling down toward him...
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The large bird perches on Yamaguchi Keiko's shoulder. "Don't worry Watari-san... your relative will soon be joining you. He is after all, supposed to be highly intelligent, isn't he?"
"Relative? Who do you mean?"
Yamaguchi walks over to a large containment unit made of glass... for some reason it reminds the captive man of a fish bowl. "Watari Yutaka... I believe this should be strong enough to hold him indefinitely."
"Why would you want otouto? 'Taka's not a pet."
"I do not intend to catch a mere human.... but a creature so rare that only eighteen of them are believed to exist in Japan... " she says as she caresses the side of the glass. "something so singular that it cannot be born to exist."
Yasuo blinked a couple times. "I have no idea what you're talking about." Personally... he thought she was more than a little loopy.
In through one of the windows flies the largest of Yamaguchi's birds. The woman smiles, and wheels Watari Yasuo into what he had earlier thought of as a fish bowl... "Your beloved relative should be along any moment now. The wards around my lab should have retarded his abilities enough to make it more difficult for him to reach here."
"You're crazy..."
Yasuo loses sight of her as she leaves the area... and the lights dim around him, all save for the one illuminating him, making him the perfect bait for whom he would assume would be his youngest brother.
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Sneaking into the grounds, the shinigami finds that he cannot fly in the area... though, shifting to spirit form doesn't seem to be much of a problem. He mutters a silent curse as a small plant pricks him. Just on the other side of these trees should be the house that he saw that bird fly into.
Creeping through the trees... some species that seemed to have quite long thorns... Watari has to pause repeatedly to release his clothing or hair. Rather put out by the whole deal... he is happy when he finally clears the brush and is only faced with a short expanse of lawn... and a darkened building.
Figuring that he has nothing to lose, he tries the doorknob, and watches as the door swings wide open... almost inviting him in. Not one to ignore an open invitation, Watari steps into the building... shifting back into spirit form on the off chance that someone should happen by... and not realizing that he is not completely invisible.
He walks into a narrow hallway. There are several doors on either side... but near the other end... a door hung open. A dim light spilled out into the hallway. He thought he heard the rustle of feathers, but no birds came swooping out of the dark. The light seemed to be calling to him... and Watari began to cautiously creep down the hall toward it.
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From his position strapped to the table, Yasuo is barely able to see when the blond enters the room... even in the dark, his little brother's hair stands out like a beacon.
"taka... no... trap..." He's barely able to say even that much, the situation taking it's toll.
Watari turns to the sound of his nephew's voice... how did he see... uh oh. At least, he thinks, that I'm his little brother, speak and my accent gives me away. The shinigami waves to Yasuo, trying to indicate that it's all right as he heads over to the glass fish bowl.
Inside the trap... Yasuo tries to shake his head... but he's only able to manage a slow flop. He was tired and weak... and she'd been pumping him with something... "taka... go... now..."
Completely disregarding his nephew's antics, he did not risk the wrath of Tatsumi for nothing while investigating. Watari steps into the enclosure.... and directly into Yasuo's line of sight as he starts to unbuckle the man from the table.
"no... trap..." Was all the young man was able to get out as the entrance sealed shut.
Long hair twirls around as the blond looks back at the now non-existant door. Moving faster than a human should be able to, he slams against the glass... barely scratching the surface. Standing back, he glares out.
"Welcome Watari Yutaka... I'm so glad that you came to fetch your nephew."
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"Nothing," Yamaguchi says as she steps into sight, "other than to add a rare specimen to my collection of endangered and exotic animals."
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Responses to Reviews (fanfiction.net):
Lily: sorry... this chapter just begged to be ended on a cliffhanger.
kitsuneblood: thank you for the compliment... and yeah, these two series just sort of go together quite nicely. As for what happened to Watari... don't worry... he's still around and quite well. Remember, that was just the prologue. Even I couldn't be so evil as to kill off my fave character before the story really picks up. ^.~