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CLUB-S
Part 4: Research
Yusuke had rummaged through the files on Matsui, reasoning that if
he knew more about him then he might know more about his enemies. After- a
man's enemies speaks a lot about who they are…
The only problem was that this guy was the poster child for the
model life. He was charming, outgoing, and might be the apparition who could
finally form a bridge between the Reikai and the Makai. So then, who'd want to kill him? That was the
burning question that circulated through the young human-demon's mind.
~~~
As for the personal data:
Matsui ha first become aware of the spirits around him in the late
1890s as a very young child.
By the turn of the century, he had formalized a grasp of the
paranormal and later became involved in spirit work. He eventual served as the
partner of a previous spirit detective from 1912 to 1919. He, along with the
spirit detective and an unnamed third person worked on investigating countless
cases.
After seven years, he retired from the work, but took over as
official spirit detective when his former partner was killed 1925, though he
only held the role for 3 years as he trained a successor for the role in 1928.
At the age of 32, he traveled to the Makai
and was not heard from for some time. He returned to the Reikai
10 years later and it seemed that the many skirmishes that had plagued border
regions of the realm had greatly reduced.
Matsui never spoke in any detail about the nature of his work in amongst
the demons and was often quoted saying that he “could never divulge the secrets
of this fellows in the demon ranks, for fear of their own safety.”
He received honors from the Reikai High
council with a promise of one day working along side them. He returned to the Nigenkai shortly after this and continued to assist the new
generations of detectives at various levels.
He passes away from a heart attack in 1967 and took a new form in
the Spirit world.
~~~
“Wow,” Yusuke remarked. “Someone kept busy.” He then turned around
and set the file down. “But who was the mysterious third man?” He thought out
loud. “I have feeling that something here is missing- some part of the puzzle.”
Yusuke walked outside and spotted Toshiro at the far end of the
grand hall, speaking to someone on some kind of communicator.
“Hey, who were you talking to?” Yusuke asked in a friendly tone.
Toshiro turned around and smiled. “Oh, I was just checking up on a
few contacts of mine- I may be able to find someone who is connected to the
`Red Claw'.”
Yusuke smiled. “That's good; I can't wait to meet him.”
A man then walked up to where they stood. “Gentlemen,” he began.
“I assume that you are the agents working on this unfortunate case?”
“Yes sir.” Yusuke replied in an uncharacteristically cordial tone.
Something about this man made him want to respect him.
“I am St. John Halcon.” He announced.
The man had fair skin and long dark curly hair that hung down around his face.
“I hope that you are able to resolve this matter soon.”
“So do we.” Toshiro replied.
“Well then, I won't keep you waiting any longer, good luck.” He
spoke to them and then departed the scene.
***
The two of them stood before what could best be called a prison. It
was a place where spirits who were beyond conventional help were placed.
“What kind of punishment is this, anyway?” Yusuke asked. “How does
a low-rank demon end up a lifer in a Spirit World prison?” He asked as they
descended a flight of stairs into the lower levels of the complex.
Toshiro nodded. “He was captured a few years back smuggling
weapons into the Makai.” He explained. “He refused to
give up the names of his conspirators so he was put in this place to see if
he'd change his mind after a few decades of isolation.” He added as they passed
through a large doorway.
Yusuke frowned. “If he's a demon, then he'd always place loyalty
and honor over his own wellbeing.”
Toshiro laughed oddly. “That's all well and good, but as you'll
see- his loyalty has earned him nothing but abandonment by his fellows and
endless imprisonment.”
“Than why not just take his life?”
“Because I plan on living to see that day that thing you call a
hero be destroyed!”
Both men stopped and looked into the dark cell and eventually
spotted the stooped figure in the shadows. He was gawky and dark green-skinned
with long white hair that hung down his shoulders and back.
“Bolen?” Toshiro began. “We need to talk.”
***
A woman sat in a chair on a raised stage, watching the inhabitants
on the lower level of the chamber. A thin red curtain obscured her from the
view of the others.
She raised a gloved hand inhaled the smoke from the cigarette
through the long narrow holder in he hand. “Beruka! Come to me at once!” She exclaimed.
A woman entered the covered stage and approached her from the
side. “Yes, my Mistress?” The woman was dress in a tight black strapless dress
with a slit that ran all the way up to the top of her right thigh. She was also
wearing a pair of dark-red round sunglasses on her head.
The other woman looked up at her. “Tell me, my deer sweet Beruka, do you have faith?” She asked coolly. Her face
concealed by the protruding brim of her black military cap.
“Faith?” she asked nervously.
“Do you have faith in divine retribution?” The Mistress asked.
“I'm not sure Mistress.” Beruka replied
nervously as she stood before her master.
The other female smiled, sensing the unease in her subject. “You
should, I do- I plan on making my own form of divine retribution.” She replied
suddenly as she stood up.
Beruka looked at the other woman. She was tall
with long shapely legs contained in tight black thigh-high zip-up leather
boots, complete with stiletto heels. Her narrow waist and amble bosom was
barely held in place by a matching tight leather corset. Her arms were covered
with long black leather gloves that came most of the way up her fore-arms.
“In the mean time, see to it that the guests in the lounge are
quite content with their distractions.” She instructed her. “I shall attend to
the next client in the cells personally.” She added with a tap of her sharp
stiletto heal.
“Yes, Mistress.” Beruka replied.
The Mistress pulled a lever
and a compartment opened up. She removed a long thick whip and a small box. “I
imaging the Duke of the West Tower will be expecting nothing less then the finest and
most exquisite agony.”
***
“You stubborn fool!” Toshiro
exclaimed in frustration.
Bolen smiled at the anger in
his eyes. “I’ll never tell a spirit world dog like you anything.” He replied
with a laughed. “So, how does it feel to be unable to do anything?”
Yusuke interceded. “You have
us all wrong.” He began. “I may work for the toddler, but I’m far from being
his willing lap-dog.” He explained calmly.
“You’re fooling yourself,”
Bolen began. “As long as you do his bidding, you will never be anything more
then his puppet.” He replied. “You could never understand what my people are
doing, and I have no desire to explain it to you.”
Yusuke smiled. “Then you’re
just going to rot in this prison for the rest of your life?” He asked darkly.
“No, not for the rest of my
life,” He began. “Only for the rest of your master’s life.”
He replied oddly.
“You
insolent bastard!” Toshiro exclaimed,
much to Bolen’s amusement.
Yusuke became serious. “What
is the Red Claw, what is really?”
Bolen shook his head. “The
Prince already told you who we are- we’re the horrible terrorists.”
Yusuke bristled at this. “I
don’t give a damn about what he says, I want to hear it from you- you tell me
that you’re just terrorists!”
The Demon grinned wickedly.
“You’re cleverer then I expected,” he began. “I’ll tell you one thing that you
might find of use.” He paused.
“If you want the truth, then
you must first go to the Demon world, there you will perhaps understand the
truth.”
It was now Yusuke’s turn to
smile. “Toshiro, tell the kid that I’m going into the Makai.”
“What, are you serious?”
Yusuke turned to him. “As a heart attack.”
***
In the area called the
“lounge”, countless customers sat and lay around, smoking and inhaling the
toxins from the countless chemical-laden hookahs.
A short figure tilted his
head back and looked up at the ceiling. “The rumors were true, all of them.” He
remarked as the aroma of sex and hallucinogenic floated around him. He then
placed the tube into his mouth and inhaled the smoke again. “So, she's here
after all.” He added.
He smiled idly as she glanced
over at another demon nearby him. The male demon was in a rather suitable daze
with a busty female sitting in his lap. The man smiled back at him.
Hiei returned the smile. He
sat and watched as the female straddles the male's waist and looked into his
eyes. She pulled back the side of her undone blouse and kissed him roughly on
the lips.
Hiei had been to this place a
few times before when he heard rumors of unusual activities going on. He also
was interested in meeting the woman called “The Mistress”. But it seemed that she
was occupied at the moment. He sighed as he watched the other people in the
lounge either getting high of the toxins or having sex.
This was the kind of place
you came to find just about anything. Here you could either discover your true
self, or lose yourself. Both options walked hand in hand in this place. Nirvana
was never too picky about these kinds of things
Hiei came for the atmosphere,
not for the orgies- as he already had some rather rigorous “duties” back at the
keep at night during the times he was supposedly discussing diplomatic issues
with his Liege Lady.
“Perhaps, Mukuro
might accompany me next time.” He thought as the image of the taller female
passed through his thoughts. Silently, he resolved to show her just how loyal
he was to her…
***
Well, I hope you all enjoyed
this chapter. I didn’t originally plan to have Hiei appear in it, but he just
kind of wormed his way into the story. I’m also glad as this gives me a chance
to better explore the Hiei/Mukuro pairing. There is
going to be a lemon in the next chapter^_^.
Later guys,
-Bojack727
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