Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Aventurien ❯ Chapter 2: Mission 250 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Nekocin 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Police / Mystery / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.18.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 269 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Police / Mystery / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.18.2004 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 269 | Status: Completed
Title: Aventurien
Author: Nekocin
Email: Neko_cin_6@hotmail.com
Genres: Various---> Action and Romance as main genres (I hope Romance wouldn't be so screwed up >.>).
Type: AU
Anime: Yu-gi-oh
Warnings: Shounen-ai (might get a bit yaoi >.> Don't know yet.) Violence. Maybe some OOC. Here in this chapter bad description, vague stuff, OoC-nes, time lapse *starts naming off a lof of disturbances from a list*.
Pairings: Yami Bakura+Ryou/Ryou+Yami Bakura and some others implied. Here in this chapter hints of Malik+Yami Bakura. Use a maginifying glass ^_O
Rated: PG-13, but might get R ::shrugs:: (See "Haima" too)
Disclaimer: Anime in question doesn't belong to me. Never was. Never will. (My poor excuse for writing a disclaimer)
Additional notes: Side-fic 1 to "Haima"
Author's notes:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 2
8:30 AM
The officers in the room scurried far away from a certain angry platinum blonde-haired teammate except for one of their best officers; officer Yuuki.
Agent Ishtar's aura was practically radiating bloodlust. Everyone seemed to get an idea why he was angry and tried not to come into his way. Only agent Yuuki was unaffected by his fellow-officer's anger. He just sat next to agent Ishtar and dutifully passed him some more folders and reports.
Within blinding rage for being separated from his partner, agent Ishtar was working quickly on his paper work. The pen just flew across the surface of the paper, racing down the lines. His fingers were slowly turning purple red, because of his death grip on his pen. If one had looked closely agent Ishtar's eyes were clouded with unshed tears and... fire.
Why must Bakura be separated from him? Why didn't kachou assign the rookie to someone else? Someone like agent Yuuki maybe?
Why Bakura? The guy was practically very rough whenever on mission. He could scare the rookie shitless. Bakura wasn't even a people-person... and neither was agent Yuuki.
Suddenly the phone at his side rang.
Malik had been writing so furiously that the rings had startled him. He'd flung his pen away by accident and quickly grabbed the phone. Startling an angry person like agent Ishtar wasn't calming his raging temper.
"Hello, agent Ishtar speaking,"
His face was screaming anger while his voice sounded quite composed. No one seemed to be surprised by that little talent. As far as his fellow-officers knew, he could control his voice better than his temper. It was kind of amazing too, since he was quite good in that field.
The rage immediately vanished from his face and a neutral face was on.
"We'll be right over," switching to his business voice and after that he hung up.
*~*~*~*~*~
8:55 AM
The chief had dismissed them after their private meeting. He was secretly glad that agent Haku had kept his temper in check in front of the rookie. At least the agent had shown some interest to the young officer unlike most of his hot-tempered and difficult older agents.
Agent Haku had given constant curious glances to the oblivious rookie, with awe written in those narrowed brown eyes. Somehow the chief had this sneaking suspicion that both of them had already met before. Probably at school or something.
... Nah.
He just hoped that he did the right thing splitting those two up, referring to the Haku-Ishtar pair.
Agent Ishtar could do a better job without being influenced by agent Haku's rough working style. While officer Bakura could somehow outbalance Agent Haku's personality.
Chief Motou sighed and rubbed his temples.
"Officers these days are so...," resistant.
*~*~*~*~*~
Agent Haku was leading the rookie down the hall. He felt bewildered, confused. And unspoken happiness swirled in his chest. It was just too good to be true. Finally he met the rookie face-to-face. The one from his past... probably.
Occasionally the agent would look over his shoulder, hoping that the rookie was really behind him. He felt giddy all the way. And why the hell wasn't he starting a conversation?
He cleared his throat and turned around to face the rookie.
What was he going to say to the rookie anyways?
The younger officer stopped in confusion and hesitantly looked at his new partner. His eyes met those steady and yet familiar narrowed brown eyes. He blinked.
"Yes, sir?," he squeaked out.
He felt edgy when the agent had pulled the dagger out of the wall. Somehow he felt danger. Ryou got worried. It wasn't really like that. He just felt a bit uncomfortable, he hoped. It was somehow a bad sign that his partner as his superior was the cause of the feeling tingling anticipation in his spine.
But the question was why... were it those eyes? So familiar... so dangerous.
Seeing the rookie's anticipation, Bakura sighed mentally.
Of course, he's still the tough guy of the station. No one could break the barriers around his tough guy act. His best friend Malik maybe, but the rest of the police population either ignored him or challenged him or were afraid of him.
He wasn't going to go soft on him. It would ruin his reputation as the all-round tough agent.
Second to agent Yuuki, he added bitterly in thought. That agent could never lose his cool composure. Yuuki brushed everything off like a small breeze of wind. The guy practically threw all his energy into the police business and never lose his cool. Hmmm... he wanted to be there when Agent Yuuki would really crumble.
"Since today's your first day I'll go soft on you... ," agent Haku started and saw a flicker of suppressed relief through the rookie's eyes. He could almost imagine how the corners of the rookie's lips would lift up in a careful smile. Agent Haku imagined how the smile would be like if the rookie meant it.
Enough imagining!
"- however, that doesn't mean I'm always going to be like that. So keep that in mind," he added roughly.
The agent flinched inwardly when he noticed the tone in his voice was just a bit too rough on the edges. He really didn't intend on sounding that commanding or even threatening.
Ryou gulped and nodded quickly.
Before he could continue another voice cut him off.
"Bakura!! We've a mission downtown!," a very excited, platinum-blonde officer approached them. He immediately launched himself onto Bakura and with a grin he started babbling.
Agent Haku didn't seem surprised by the sudden appearance. It was like a routine. Agent Ishtar received a call and would immediately be the first one who's enthusiastic about it. No matter what. And agent Haku was always the one hearing the endless enthusiastic chatter of their new investigation.
Ryou watched the two quietly. He couldn't quite grasp what kind of bond his new partner had with the other officer. Maybe they were in some sort of deep relationship. It felt awkward to assume that. Friends and police partners don't really launch themselves onto the other like that...
"Calm down, calm down, Malik," agent Haku said and reassuringly rubbed the other's back. The other officer took a few deep breaths and smiled up at his best friend.
"Now tell me... calmly ," Bakura ushered and sent Ryou a quick glance.
"Mission 250, Bakura!," agent Ishtar announced and received a quizzical look from the rookie.
"Come on! Come on! Let's investigate," Malik exclaimed excitedly and pulled on to agent Haku's wrist. The latter looked blankly at his best friend. Had he forgotten they weren't partners at the moment? So soon?
"Why don't you take officer Bakura along. Maybe you can teach him some moves or something," the chief interrupted and the three officers turned to look at the chief, surprised.
"But Kachou, he's just a rookie ," agent Ishtar whined and let go of his best friend's wrist. "Rookies aren't allowed to go into the streets within a few months,"
The rookie was at a loss. He'd no idea whom he must follow. He's a rookie indeed. He needed to do the office work. That's true. But under the chief orders he could go, right?
Agent Haku looked at the chief, hoping that maybe just maybe... what?
"I thought you two should catch up. since you won't be working together," the chief said pointedly to both agents.
Ryou watched as agent Ishtar's face turned angry while agent Haku's face was carefully veiled under a cool face.
Agent Haku sighed mentally. This was going to be very... bad.
*~*~*~*~*~
9:25 AM
Ryou was sitting on the passenger seat and curiously peered at the two older agents at the front seat. After the chief's suggestion the three headed out into the city. He stayed quiet the whole way. Silence might do some good in this tension.
Agent Ishtar and agent Haku were both quiet during the whole drive. Ryou could tell there was this uncomfortable silence between the two agents and wondered if he was the cause. He hoped not: he didn't do anything wrong, right? At the back of his mind he silently wondered what they were going to do.
>
Bakura looked cautiously at his ex-partner from the corners of his eyes. He could tell his best friend was angry from the way he was gripping the wheel.
The angry aura, which was radiating from his best friend's body, felt uncomfortable. Bakura wondered why Malik was so upset about their separation.
Somewhere something at the back of his mind told him it was more than just business. He would ask Malik later once they were out of their respectable uniforms.
He absently wondered about the rookie. Why did he choose to become a police officer? How did he cooped up with the past that had probably traumatized him grandly?
Somehow he could feel that the awkwardness between him and Malik was affecting the young officer.
>
Anger still boiled inside of him. He didn't quite know to whom the anger was fixed: himself, kachou, Bakura or the rookie. He gripped the wheel tighter, ignoring the fact he was hurting his hands.
Maybe it was unfair of him to be angry for the moment. Maybe it was unfair to bring the rookie into his anger besides he bet the younger officer had no idea why he was angry. Maybe it was also unfair to be angry with Bakura. His best friend hadn't done anything wrong. And besides it was actually his own fault he'd not taken the chance of telling Bakura what's the matter.
He sensed he should be honest with his best friend afterwards.
The agent drove them towards one of the dangerous areas in the city.
*~*~**~*~
9:30 AM
Back at station 6, peace had settled down among the officers.
They were relieved that either agent Haku or agent Ishtar hadn't worked their anger out on any of them. It wasn't a good thing to be in their way at that time, but they all do agree both agents had potential.
Agent Yuuki was standing next to the chief's desk, showing the chief his latest report.
"Sir, last week's case, file 312, there are a few 'holes'. Evidence showed that either way our suspects might have been lying about their situations that day. Shouldn't we preview the whole crime scene? It's not like the case has been closed," agent Yuuki explained as he pointed out a few available statistics of their last case.
The chief looked over agent Yuuki's report. Yami's neat handwriting practically stood out like disciplined letters in an army. The chief furrowed his eyebrows and looked thoughtful for a while. It wasn't like his agent to be wrong, in fact it was just... How the hell hadn't they notice it before? Either of their suspects must have done something-
RING!
The phone on the chief's desk rang. Agent Yuuki looked at the telephone and then at the chief. He noted that kachou was ignoring the caller.
"Hello, officer Yuuki speaking," The agent took it up on himself to deliver whatever message the caller would hand over to the chief. So he answered the phone instead while looking at how kachou kept frowning.
Maybe they should really press charges or something on their suspects for their lies and their actions.
In the background he heard someone take a deep breath.
Yami frowned in confusion.
"Hello? To whom am I speaking?," He spoke carefully and wondered what's with the silence.
"May I speak to chief Mutou, please?," a wavering voice squeaked out.
Yami strained his ear to hear the words better.
"I'm sorry, chief Mutou is busy right now. Do you want me to deliver a message or some sort?," agent Yuuki spoke confidently, not really caring who was at the other line.
Maybe it was one of those prank calls. The person on the other end let out a startled gasp or something around the lines. It made Yami think that the guy might be contemplating whether to prank the officers during working hours or not. Heh! Teenagers these days... Yami sighed mentally.
"Tell him that he needs to go to the hospital nearest to station 12," a tint of sadness emphasized the voice that came through the phone. Yami's frown deepened. Whoever was at the other line was quite one good actor.
"Alright I'll tell him that but please may I know who is calling?," Yami deadpanned and suddenly looked smug. Most prankcallers would just hesitate, give a stupid name or hang up on him.
"Mutou Yugi [1]. I apologize for not trusting you with the actual message, agent Yuuki,"
Mutou Yugi? Had he heard of that name before? Yami frowned at the chief. The chief's name was Mutou.
"Do you want me to reconsider?," Yami blurted out in confusion. Somehow there was something about this Mutou Yugi that made him think of his commanding chief self. Hmmm... was it because of their same family name?
The line went dead.
"Kachou, do you by any chance know someone by the name 'Mutou Yugi'?,"
*~*~*~*~*~
9:35 AM
"So tell me what's the deal here?," Agent Haku said sternly as he looked down at the injured bartender.
Thanks to Malik's driving skill, they'd reached their intended destination in just a few seconds.
The bar was a complete disaster: broken shards here and there, broken tables and chairs, half destroyed alcohol shelves, flickering damaged lights...
Even the bartender looked like a mess. His clothes looked rather tattered, stained with alcohol and dried blood. It seemed the ones who came to damage the bar hadn't left the bartender go without a scratch.
Agent Ishtar was standing nearby with his arms crossed as he silently watched the bartender's pain-stricken face grimace.
The rookie, Ryou was looking around at the mess, horrified by the damage. Who did this? Especially who was responsible for this... this...
Ryou looked sadly at the bartender, who was brokenly trying to answer his new partner's questions.
"They... they... want me to give up my bar...,"
"What are they after for? They could've just bribed you or something,"
"I know... but, but... they only told me about this bar having a good spot. I don't know what they mean by that,"
Both agent Haku and agent Ishtar raised eyebrows and shared a look. Ryou just looked on, not really understanding the contemplative look.
"Come on, please. You've got to help me... these... these guys are... are...,"
"Seems like our guy," agent Ishtar commented, ignoring the bartender's frantic please. Agent Haku nodded absently as he looked around at the damaged place. He'd narrowly missed the fleeting worried look on the rookie's face and, immediately whipped his head aside.
"Have you called your Insurance company?,"
The bartender blinked. "Huh?,"
"You need to compensate your damages, right?,"
"But what about- ,"
Before the bartender could continue agent Haku had turned away already, a sign that he was finished.
"It's like our case last week," agent Haku murmured as he headed for the exit with agent Ishtar by his side.
"So, he's our guy then," agent Ishtar pointed out.
"Hey, are you guys still going to-," the bartender called after them, but was immediately cut off by pain. He doubled over with an arm over his stomach, wincing involuntarily and squeezed his eyes closed. Those bastards had...
Ryou was about to follow the agents to the exit, but hesitated. He glanced worriedly at the bartender and bit his lip unconsciously. Seeing as the injured bartender had more injuries than the naked eye could see. Ryou instinctively kneeled by his side, supporting the other.
"Let me see...," he whispered tentatively as he slowly pulled away the man's arm.
"You should've called for an ambulance," he added as he peeled away the red-stained shirt carefully. The man's breathing was short and ragged but he didn't comment on the rookie's point. Ryou took a look at the wound.
"Oh my...," His eyes widened.
*.*.*.*.* End chapter 2 *.*.*.*.*
Endnotes:
1: Nya, there! ^_^ I'll go further on to this matter in "Fluere" [Another side-fic to "Haima" only more Yami+Yugi-centric]
Too much dialogue x_x This chapter was short since the last part came much later when I wrote this chapter. The flow is kind of broken because of the countless boring dialogue.
I like to thank those who'd read/reviewed the previous chapter. ^_^
Misura: Don't worry, I'm open about that part. So you can think whatever you want. ^///^ I'm touched. Thank you for reviewing.
And the reviewer from Mediaminer.org ^^;; Sorry. I forgot your name and couldn't get to mediaminer.org since it was sort of down at the moment. Thank you for reviewing ^_^ I'm touched.
=^_^=cin
Author: Nekocin
Email: Neko_cin_6@hotmail.com
Genres: Various---> Action and Romance as main genres (I hope Romance wouldn't be so screwed up >.>).
Type: AU
Anime: Yu-gi-oh
Warnings: Shounen-ai (might get a bit yaoi >.> Don't know yet.) Violence. Maybe some OOC. Here in this chapter bad description, vague stuff, OoC-nes, time lapse *starts naming off a lof of disturbances from a list*.
Pairings: Yami Bakura+Ryou/Ryou+Yami Bakura and some others implied. Here in this chapter hints of Malik+Yami Bakura. Use a maginifying glass ^_O
Rated: PG-13, but might get R ::shrugs:: (See "Haima" too)
Disclaimer: Anime in question doesn't belong to me. Never was. Never will. (My poor excuse for writing a disclaimer)
Additional notes: Side-fic 1 to "Haima"
Author's notes:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 2
8:30 AM
The officers in the room scurried far away from a certain angry platinum blonde-haired teammate except for one of their best officers; officer Yuuki.
Agent Ishtar's aura was practically radiating bloodlust. Everyone seemed to get an idea why he was angry and tried not to come into his way. Only agent Yuuki was unaffected by his fellow-officer's anger. He just sat next to agent Ishtar and dutifully passed him some more folders and reports.
Within blinding rage for being separated from his partner, agent Ishtar was working quickly on his paper work. The pen just flew across the surface of the paper, racing down the lines. His fingers were slowly turning purple red, because of his death grip on his pen. If one had looked closely agent Ishtar's eyes were clouded with unshed tears and... fire.
Why must Bakura be separated from him? Why didn't kachou assign the rookie to someone else? Someone like agent Yuuki maybe?
Why Bakura? The guy was practically very rough whenever on mission. He could scare the rookie shitless. Bakura wasn't even a people-person... and neither was agent Yuuki.
Suddenly the phone at his side rang.
Malik had been writing so furiously that the rings had startled him. He'd flung his pen away by accident and quickly grabbed the phone. Startling an angry person like agent Ishtar wasn't calming his raging temper.
"Hello, agent Ishtar speaking,"
His face was screaming anger while his voice sounded quite composed. No one seemed to be surprised by that little talent. As far as his fellow-officers knew, he could control his voice better than his temper. It was kind of amazing too, since he was quite good in that field.
The rage immediately vanished from his face and a neutral face was on.
"We'll be right over," switching to his business voice and after that he hung up.
*~*~*~*~*~
8:55 AM
The chief had dismissed them after their private meeting. He was secretly glad that agent Haku had kept his temper in check in front of the rookie. At least the agent had shown some interest to the young officer unlike most of his hot-tempered and difficult older agents.
Agent Haku had given constant curious glances to the oblivious rookie, with awe written in those narrowed brown eyes. Somehow the chief had this sneaking suspicion that both of them had already met before. Probably at school or something.
... Nah.
He just hoped that he did the right thing splitting those two up, referring to the Haku-Ishtar pair.
Agent Ishtar could do a better job without being influenced by agent Haku's rough working style. While officer Bakura could somehow outbalance Agent Haku's personality.
Chief Motou sighed and rubbed his temples.
"Officers these days are so...," resistant.
*~*~*~*~*~
Agent Haku was leading the rookie down the hall. He felt bewildered, confused. And unspoken happiness swirled in his chest. It was just too good to be true. Finally he met the rookie face-to-face. The one from his past... probably.
Occasionally the agent would look over his shoulder, hoping that the rookie was really behind him. He felt giddy all the way. And why the hell wasn't he starting a conversation?
He cleared his throat and turned around to face the rookie.
What was he going to say to the rookie anyways?
The younger officer stopped in confusion and hesitantly looked at his new partner. His eyes met those steady and yet familiar narrowed brown eyes. He blinked.
"Yes, sir?," he squeaked out.
He felt edgy when the agent had pulled the dagger out of the wall. Somehow he felt danger. Ryou got worried. It wasn't really like that. He just felt a bit uncomfortable, he hoped. It was somehow a bad sign that his partner as his superior was the cause of the feeling tingling anticipation in his spine.
But the question was why... were it those eyes? So familiar... so dangerous.
Seeing the rookie's anticipation, Bakura sighed mentally.
Of course, he's still the tough guy of the station. No one could break the barriers around his tough guy act. His best friend Malik maybe, but the rest of the police population either ignored him or challenged him or were afraid of him.
He wasn't going to go soft on him. It would ruin his reputation as the all-round tough agent.
Second to agent Yuuki, he added bitterly in thought. That agent could never lose his cool composure. Yuuki brushed everything off like a small breeze of wind. The guy practically threw all his energy into the police business and never lose his cool. Hmmm... he wanted to be there when Agent Yuuki would really crumble.
"Since today's your first day I'll go soft on you... ," agent Haku started and saw a flicker of suppressed relief through the rookie's eyes. He could almost imagine how the corners of the rookie's lips would lift up in a careful smile. Agent Haku imagined how the smile would be like if the rookie meant it.
Enough imagining!
"- however, that doesn't mean I'm always going to be like that. So keep that in mind," he added roughly.
The agent flinched inwardly when he noticed the tone in his voice was just a bit too rough on the edges. He really didn't intend on sounding that commanding or even threatening.
Ryou gulped and nodded quickly.
Before he could continue another voice cut him off.
"Bakura!! We've a mission downtown!," a very excited, platinum-blonde officer approached them. He immediately launched himself onto Bakura and with a grin he started babbling.
Agent Haku didn't seem surprised by the sudden appearance. It was like a routine. Agent Ishtar received a call and would immediately be the first one who's enthusiastic about it. No matter what. And agent Haku was always the one hearing the endless enthusiastic chatter of their new investigation.
Ryou watched the two quietly. He couldn't quite grasp what kind of bond his new partner had with the other officer. Maybe they were in some sort of deep relationship. It felt awkward to assume that. Friends and police partners don't really launch themselves onto the other like that...
"Calm down, calm down, Malik," agent Haku said and reassuringly rubbed the other's back. The other officer took a few deep breaths and smiled up at his best friend.
"Now tell me... calmly ," Bakura ushered and sent Ryou a quick glance.
"Mission 250, Bakura!," agent Ishtar announced and received a quizzical look from the rookie.
"Come on! Come on! Let's investigate," Malik exclaimed excitedly and pulled on to agent Haku's wrist. The latter looked blankly at his best friend. Had he forgotten they weren't partners at the moment? So soon?
"Why don't you take officer Bakura along. Maybe you can teach him some moves or something," the chief interrupted and the three officers turned to look at the chief, surprised.
"But Kachou, he's just a rookie ," agent Ishtar whined and let go of his best friend's wrist. "Rookies aren't allowed to go into the streets within a few months,"
The rookie was at a loss. He'd no idea whom he must follow. He's a rookie indeed. He needed to do the office work. That's true. But under the chief orders he could go, right?
Agent Haku looked at the chief, hoping that maybe just maybe... what?
"I thought you two should catch up. since you won't be working together," the chief said pointedly to both agents.
Ryou watched as agent Ishtar's face turned angry while agent Haku's face was carefully veiled under a cool face.
Agent Haku sighed mentally. This was going to be very... bad.
*~*~*~*~*~
9:25 AM
Ryou was sitting on the passenger seat and curiously peered at the two older agents at the front seat. After the chief's suggestion the three headed out into the city. He stayed quiet the whole way. Silence might do some good in this tension.
Agent Ishtar and agent Haku were both quiet during the whole drive. Ryou could tell there was this uncomfortable silence between the two agents and wondered if he was the cause. He hoped not: he didn't do anything wrong, right? At the back of his mind he silently wondered what they were going to do.
>
Bakura looked cautiously at his ex-partner from the corners of his eyes. He could tell his best friend was angry from the way he was gripping the wheel.
The angry aura, which was radiating from his best friend's body, felt uncomfortable. Bakura wondered why Malik was so upset about their separation.
Somewhere something at the back of his mind told him it was more than just business. He would ask Malik later once they were out of their respectable uniforms.
He absently wondered about the rookie. Why did he choose to become a police officer? How did he cooped up with the past that had probably traumatized him grandly?
Somehow he could feel that the awkwardness between him and Malik was affecting the young officer.
>
Anger still boiled inside of him. He didn't quite know to whom the anger was fixed: himself, kachou, Bakura or the rookie. He gripped the wheel tighter, ignoring the fact he was hurting his hands.
Maybe it was unfair of him to be angry for the moment. Maybe it was unfair to bring the rookie into his anger besides he bet the younger officer had no idea why he was angry. Maybe it was also unfair to be angry with Bakura. His best friend hadn't done anything wrong. And besides it was actually his own fault he'd not taken the chance of telling Bakura what's the matter.
He sensed he should be honest with his best friend afterwards.
The agent drove them towards one of the dangerous areas in the city.
*~*~**~*~
9:30 AM
Back at station 6, peace had settled down among the officers.
They were relieved that either agent Haku or agent Ishtar hadn't worked their anger out on any of them. It wasn't a good thing to be in their way at that time, but they all do agree both agents had potential.
Agent Yuuki was standing next to the chief's desk, showing the chief his latest report.
"Sir, last week's case, file 312, there are a few 'holes'. Evidence showed that either way our suspects might have been lying about their situations that day. Shouldn't we preview the whole crime scene? It's not like the case has been closed," agent Yuuki explained as he pointed out a few available statistics of their last case.
The chief looked over agent Yuuki's report. Yami's neat handwriting practically stood out like disciplined letters in an army. The chief furrowed his eyebrows and looked thoughtful for a while. It wasn't like his agent to be wrong, in fact it was just... How the hell hadn't they notice it before? Either of their suspects must have done something-
RING!
The phone on the chief's desk rang. Agent Yuuki looked at the telephone and then at the chief. He noted that kachou was ignoring the caller.
"Hello, officer Yuuki speaking," The agent took it up on himself to deliver whatever message the caller would hand over to the chief. So he answered the phone instead while looking at how kachou kept frowning.
Maybe they should really press charges or something on their suspects for their lies and their actions.
In the background he heard someone take a deep breath.
Yami frowned in confusion.
"Hello? To whom am I speaking?," He spoke carefully and wondered what's with the silence.
"May I speak to chief Mutou, please?," a wavering voice squeaked out.
Yami strained his ear to hear the words better.
"I'm sorry, chief Mutou is busy right now. Do you want me to deliver a message or some sort?," agent Yuuki spoke confidently, not really caring who was at the other line.
Maybe it was one of those prank calls. The person on the other end let out a startled gasp or something around the lines. It made Yami think that the guy might be contemplating whether to prank the officers during working hours or not. Heh! Teenagers these days... Yami sighed mentally.
"Tell him that he needs to go to the hospital nearest to station 12," a tint of sadness emphasized the voice that came through the phone. Yami's frown deepened. Whoever was at the other line was quite one good actor.
"Alright I'll tell him that but please may I know who is calling?," Yami deadpanned and suddenly looked smug. Most prankcallers would just hesitate, give a stupid name or hang up on him.
"Mutou Yugi [1]. I apologize for not trusting you with the actual message, agent Yuuki,"
Mutou Yugi? Had he heard of that name before? Yami frowned at the chief. The chief's name was Mutou.
"Do you want me to reconsider?," Yami blurted out in confusion. Somehow there was something about this Mutou Yugi that made him think of his commanding chief self. Hmmm... was it because of their same family name?
The line went dead.
"Kachou, do you by any chance know someone by the name 'Mutou Yugi'?,"
*~*~*~*~*~
9:35 AM
"So tell me what's the deal here?," Agent Haku said sternly as he looked down at the injured bartender.
Thanks to Malik's driving skill, they'd reached their intended destination in just a few seconds.
The bar was a complete disaster: broken shards here and there, broken tables and chairs, half destroyed alcohol shelves, flickering damaged lights...
Even the bartender looked like a mess. His clothes looked rather tattered, stained with alcohol and dried blood. It seemed the ones who came to damage the bar hadn't left the bartender go without a scratch.
Agent Ishtar was standing nearby with his arms crossed as he silently watched the bartender's pain-stricken face grimace.
The rookie, Ryou was looking around at the mess, horrified by the damage. Who did this? Especially who was responsible for this... this...
Ryou looked sadly at the bartender, who was brokenly trying to answer his new partner's questions.
"They... they... want me to give up my bar...,"
"What are they after for? They could've just bribed you or something,"
"I know... but, but... they only told me about this bar having a good spot. I don't know what they mean by that,"
Both agent Haku and agent Ishtar raised eyebrows and shared a look. Ryou just looked on, not really understanding the contemplative look.
"Come on, please. You've got to help me... these... these guys are... are...,"
"Seems like our guy," agent Ishtar commented, ignoring the bartender's frantic please. Agent Haku nodded absently as he looked around at the damaged place. He'd narrowly missed the fleeting worried look on the rookie's face and, immediately whipped his head aside.
"Have you called your Insurance company?,"
The bartender blinked. "Huh?,"
"You need to compensate your damages, right?,"
"But what about- ,"
Before the bartender could continue agent Haku had turned away already, a sign that he was finished.
"It's like our case last week," agent Haku murmured as he headed for the exit with agent Ishtar by his side.
"So, he's our guy then," agent Ishtar pointed out.
"Hey, are you guys still going to-," the bartender called after them, but was immediately cut off by pain. He doubled over with an arm over his stomach, wincing involuntarily and squeezed his eyes closed. Those bastards had...
Ryou was about to follow the agents to the exit, but hesitated. He glanced worriedly at the bartender and bit his lip unconsciously. Seeing as the injured bartender had more injuries than the naked eye could see. Ryou instinctively kneeled by his side, supporting the other.
"Let me see...," he whispered tentatively as he slowly pulled away the man's arm.
"You should've called for an ambulance," he added as he peeled away the red-stained shirt carefully. The man's breathing was short and ragged but he didn't comment on the rookie's point. Ryou took a look at the wound.
"Oh my...," His eyes widened.
*.*.*.*.* End chapter 2 *.*.*.*.*
Endnotes:
1: Nya, there! ^_^ I'll go further on to this matter in "Fluere" [Another side-fic to "Haima" only more Yami+Yugi-centric]
Too much dialogue x_x This chapter was short since the last part came much later when I wrote this chapter. The flow is kind of broken because of the countless boring dialogue.
I like to thank those who'd read/reviewed the previous chapter. ^_^
Misura: Don't worry, I'm open about that part. So you can think whatever you want. ^///^ I'm touched. Thank you for reviewing.
And the reviewer from Mediaminer.org ^^;; Sorry. I forgot your name and couldn't get to mediaminer.org since it was sort of down at the moment. Thank you for reviewing ^_^ I'm touched.
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