Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Someday ❯ Seven Sins Case; Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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

Someday

By. DemonGirl-Setsuna

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DemonGirl-Setsuna: Hi there! Setsuna here!

I'm going to try to have Japanese in this story, so at the end of each Chapter look for the translations of the words I've used…

Anyway…

Here is Chapter 2!

Please Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Descendants of Darkness/Yami no Matsuei or anything belonging to Yoko Matsushita.

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“I'll ask you again, who are you?”, the young woman demands, her posture was a hostile one.

“Miss, what are you doing here?”, Tsuzuki questions, ignoring her question.

“Not that it's any of your business, but I'm investigating the slaughter that occurred here”, she aggressively replies, “But you still haven't told me your name”

“Watashi no namae wa Tsuzuki Asato desu, and I'm investigating the murders here too”, he answers, “Anata-no namae wa?”

(A/N: The proper way to introduce yourself in Japan is to say your family-name first and then your given-name!)

“You're Tsuzuki?”, she mutters, dropping her posture to a neutral one, “I'm Shouji Setsuna. Douzo yoroshiku. I'm your new partner”, she politely says with a smile.

“You're my new partner?!”, he shouts.

“She is right, Tsuzuki-san”, GuShoShin states.

“Why didn't you say something sooner?!”

“I only knew her by name, not by appearance!”

(A/N: The name `Setsuna' is a unisex meaning; Calm snow, while the word `Setsuna' means; moment, instant, juncture.)

“I take it you don't believe me”, she laughs, hiding her smile of amusement behind her hand.

“N-no, I believe you… It's just, I never expected my partner to be female…”, Tsuzuki stutters, `And a beautiful one too!', he thinks.

“Well, shall we start with the details I've discovered in my investigation?”, Setsuna questions.

Suddenly Tsuzuki's stomach starts growling in protest causing him to clutch his abdomen and start blushing because of his hunger.

“Perhaps I should tell you the details over some food”, she light-heartedly says, smiling at her partner's embarrassment.

“I'd have to agree with that suggestion…”, he nervously laughs.

“How about we talk over some Chinese?”

“I second that idea!”

`Hmm… The two of them seem to get along…', GuShoShin thinks, watching them walk away.

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-The Restaurant-

“The facts that I've uncovered is that the 7 victims with words written on their foreheads were doing the what had been written”, Setsuna explains, “The one labeled with Lust was a prostitute, Greed was a businessman embezzling money from his company, so on and so forth…”

“What about the eighth-victim that didn't have anything written?”, Tsuzuki asks, before shoving a few gyozas into his mouth, while placing several shorobous onto his plate.

“From what I discovered, the eighth-victim was the first to be killed and I couldn't unearth any reason as to why she was killed”, she replies.

“That's strange… Did you find out her name?”

“Sara, Kimimoto Sara”, she says, sounding rather distant, “It's rather sad that a young woman would be killed for no reason at all…”

“Perhaps the killer or killers were using her as a sacrifice, you know someone pure to cleanse the evil deed they were to do”, he theorizes.

“Maybe, we won't know for sure until we investigate it more”

“Are you alright? You seem a little out of it, Setsuna-chan”, he asks.

“I'm fine. It's just your dedication to this case surprises me, considering Chief Konoe told me you were the Ministry's number-one slacker…”, she states, taking a bite of her egg-roll.

“How mean, he normally lies to my new partners…”, he pouts.

“I asked him to be honest. Besides I don't mind, I tend to want to do things at my own pace too”

“Huh…?”, he gasps, confused to what she meant, “So, tell me a little bit about yourself”

“I'm 21 years old, a Capricorn, my Blood-type is B, I was born here in Nagasaki, but moved to Tokyo to attend college”, she say.

“So, how did you die?”

“I'd rather not say…”, she replies, avoiding eye contact with him.

`That's not right…', he thinks, `She's hiding something…'

“Now, tell me some more about you”

“I am 26, a Pisces, my Blood-type is also B, I was born in Tokyo, died in Tokyo; the manner of my death is still a blur after 70 years”

“I see…”, she comments, both of them falling silent.

“Waiter, can I please get some red-wine over here?”, both of them calls out, only to look at each-other and starts laughing at the fact that they said it at the same-time.

`They are really getting along', GuShoShin mentally notes, observing the two Shinigamis.

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-Hours Later-

-Hotel-

“Oh man…”, Tsuzuki sighs, as he uses his body to support Setsuna as she leaned against him, “You sure can hold your liquor, Setsuna-chan…”

“I a-almost beat you, T-Tsuzuki…”, she slurs.

“Sorry to say this but no one has been able to out-drink Tsuzuki-san yet”, GuShoShin states.

“S-shut up, Bird…! I did w-well f-for my first t-time getting d-drunk…”, she snaps.

“First time getting drunk?! You could have fooled me, with the way you were downing that wine…”

“I mean, I-I've drank before, but n-never enough to g-get drunk…”

“Ah, here's the room!”, GuShoShin announces.

“Great!”, the violet-eyed Shinigami sighs in relief, as he reaches for the door-knob, tired from having to lug Setsuna to the hotel.

“The problem though is…”, GuShoShin began as Tsuzuki opens the door, “I thought Shouji-san was male and reserved a single…”, he continues, as Tsuzuki's eyes bluge out of his head at the single-bed in the room, “Someone is going to have to sleep either on the floor or in the chair…”

“Oh well…”, Setsuna sighs, taking the complication in stride, “Seniority gets the bed, I don't mind sleeping on the floor…”, she adds.

“Oh no you don't, you're sleeping in the bed. Ladies need to sleep in luxury and they can't get that sleeping on the floor”, Tsuzuki interjects, giving her a blindingly charming smile that made a blush enflame on her cheeks, “Come on”, he laughs, leading her to the bed.

“Thank you, Tsuzuki…”, she mutters, still blushing and he sat her onto the bed.

“I'll go get you some water, you wait here and watch some T.V.”, he says, turning on the television before walking into the bathroom.

//Mika Mitsuru here to interview the families of the victims in the horrendous multi-homicide last-night//, the new-reporter says on the T.V.

Setsuna just huffs as she starts to remove the bobby-pins from her hair letting it tumble down her back like a water-fall of dark-blonde hair.

“Here's your water”, Tsuzuki smiles, as he hands her the glass.

“Arigato…”, she nods, taking the cup.

//I have the mother of one of the victims here with me//, the reporter states, //Kimimoto-san, could you tell me what your thoughts are on your daughter Sara's murder?//

//How could anyone do something so heartless and cruel to my child…?!//, the woman; Sara's mother, sobs on the screen as she clutches a cross in her hand, //Why would God let this happen?!//

“Feh… Yeah right…”, Setsuna quietly scoffs.

“Huh…?”, Tsuzuki gasps, glancing over at her because of her comment.

“Let's see what else is on…?”, she coldly says, picking up the remote and changes the channel.

`What the…? Malice towards the eighth-victim's mother…? Why?', he thinks, still looking at his partner, `What is going on?'

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-The Next Day-

“Ah! What a beautiful morning!”, Setsuna exclaims, stretching as she steps out into the sunlight, followed by a Tsuzuki who was moaning while holding his head, “What's wrong Tsuzuki? Didn't sleep it off?”, she taunts.

“How come your not hung-over…?”, he groans, “You had nearly the same amount as me…”

“Oh, that”, she gasps, “I took a special little pill the combats hangovers”, she replies, holding up the bottle of pills.

“Can I have one, please…?”

“Hmm…”, she ponders, “No…”

“Huh…? Why not…?”, he whines.

“I'm only joking, here you go”, she laughs, throwing the bottle to him.

“Arigato…”, he quietly says, as it was starting to hurt to talk, popping one of the pills into his mouth.

“Feeling better?”, she asks a few minutes later.

“Much!”, he cheerfully smiles.

“Good, let's begin our investigation”, she states, starting to walk towards downtown.

“Wait a moment, Setsuna-chan!”, Tsuzuki calls out.

“What is it?”, she asks, stopping and turning to face him.

“Why did you have so much malice towards Sara's mother?”

“That is none of your concern…”, she snaps, becoming defensive about the matter as she walks away.

`Now I'm sure of it, she's hiding something…', he thinks, starting to follow her.

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Translations:

Watashi no namae wa “Name” desu: My name is “Name”.

Anata-no namae wa: What's your name?

Douzo yoroshiku: Pleased to meet you.

Gyoza: Pot-stickler.

Shorobou: Dim-sum. (What Tsuzuki stole from Hisoka in episode one of the anime)

Arigato: Thank you.

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DemonGirl-Setsuna: Well? What did you think? Please review!

I thought a change was in order, having Tsuzuki be the one with the hang-over after the Chinese-restaurant instead of his partner.

Join me when I post the next Chapter!

Catch you readers next time!