TCM Act 2: Infamy
Even though he met his target, he realized that he knew nothing about his target. How was he to strike? When was he to strike? Would luck simply be on his side? Kyo begins to make his move, a bit uncertain, while Kamijo continues to work silently.
[Scene 1]
So how exactly was he supposed to kill? He had no idea where or who to kill. He had nothing. He had no clue, no hints, just nothing. Oh yes, this was such an easy task, Kamijo. Before he was able to continue his cursing the vampire, he was interrupted by a letter being held out to him. Kyo looked up and his eyes met with ice blue orbs. It was the young man with wavy hair and the fedora.
"Who the hell are you? Ah, I guess it doesn't matter as long as you know my employer."
Kyo took the letter from the young man, who pivoted on his heel and left.
"I heard that you are making exellent progress.
You already found someone with rich blood, from what I've been told. I also hear that he's got quite a face. I suppose I've hired the right man for this job.
-Kamijo."
Kyo scowled and crumpled up the paper. Again, he was just going to toss it into a nearby trash can until something in his mind told him not to. Listening to his brain, he slipped the paper wad into the pocket of his jacket and sighed before strolling around Ikebukuro for a while. From what he was aware, this place was where many youths in Japan gathered. Kamijo would like young blood, right? It wouldn't matter if it was rich or not...right?
Thinking about it...who did he meet? Hmmm... That one Shou guy. He had a face. Yeah, so all he had to do was dissemble his limbs. Ah...but he really didn't want to deal with all of his crying fans.
Then again, why would he care?
Off to kill the pretty boy, then!
That was when Kyo realized something. The truth had slapped him brutally in the face. He plopped down onto a bench and smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand. The reason why was because of the truth...the horrible, sinister truth...
Kyo also had no clue about this Shou except for the fact that he's a college student, he has a ton of fan girls, and that his name is Shou. This is starting out well...really well. With a sigh, Kyo continued his stroll before heading home.
[Scene 2]
"Kyo-san! Kyo-san! Kyo-san! AH, DAMMIT, KYO, YOU STUPID BASTARD! GET YOUR LITTLE ASS OUT HERE!" the landlady shrieked outside of the door. Kyo groaned as he turned on his couch. He buried his face into his pillow before covering his entire head with it. The blanket fell off his body onto the wood-paneled floor. Another moan left his lips before he rolled off the couch and dragged his body to the door, which he lazily opened.
"YOU HAVE THIRTY SECONDS TO PACK YOUR DAMN STUFF AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE."
What a nice old lady she was. Now he had nowhere to go, no place to live, and he was not going back to Kamijo's place. He wouldn't last a day there--no less than five minutes actually. He found himself sitting on a bench again, smoking his last cigarette, dressed in a red plaid button down over a black t-shirt of some random heavy metal band with gray jeans and black combat boots.
"Kyo...san...right?"
He turned his head to the side and found his target, the ever so stunning Shou-sama. For the first time, he noticed that Shou was dresssed like a rich boy. His outfit this time consisted of a white jean jacket over a black band t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, and white lace-up boots. Oh wait... It was Shou...his target. Was he lucky or something?
Fate must love to play tricks with the assassin. Still, he replied with a nod. Hesitantly, sensing Kyo's pissed-off air, Shou sat down next to him. There was silence between the two until Shou began to speak, "So... Is everything alright? I see that you're carrying a bag around. Are you taking a vacation somewhere?"
Kyo snorted before exhaling toxic smoke. "I wish I was taking a vacation. A vacation is still a long way off though. I need to figure out how to survive in Tokyo first. I just got kicked out of my apartment. At this rate, vacations are only dreams that I cannot have." That was a lie. Kamijo said that if Kyo killed for him, for his elixir, Kyo could have anything he wants. Vacations, cottages, islands--anything! The first step was to rip apart Shou...
Unfortunately, Kyo didn't have any weapons on him at the moment, so the trick was to meet again...and the next time, he would be prepared. The assassin took another long drag of his cigarette and heaved a puff of smoke.
"I don't think so," Shou replied with a light smile, "I think that anyone can have a vacation whenever they want. It doesn't have to be a fancy trip, it just has to be a time where one can relax."
"Ehh... That's nice," Kyo replied, "so...you know of a place that I could rent and afford?"
Shou chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry. I don't... Ah! But I do have an extra room in my apartment. I'll clean it out at once if you really need someplace to stay," Shou responded. Kyo raised an eyebrow. This was working out rather smoothly.
"Hmmm... You're willing to let a stranger into your place?" Kyo questioned the college student.
Shou grinned. "I don't really consider us as strangers since I've known your name for about a day or two...just... Not very close friends, but I think we can manage to be friends," Shou chirped happily. Kyo had to roll his eyes mentally. He hadn't heard the word "friends" in a while. Not even the people at the convenience store mention friends. In fact, throughout high school, Kyo hadn't a single friend...except for that one punk who kind of pissed him off.
"Then I guess I'll be staying in the park tonight," Kyo proclaimed before he stood up and ambled off with his dufflebag slung over his shoulder. Shou blinked and then popped up, about to chase after his new "friend." Kyo paused in his steps, but he did not bother to turn around. "You're going to clean out that room for me, right? Well, get to it. I don't like to be pestered by a bunch of little brats for too long." He continued on his way, leaving behind a smiling Shou, who was giggling as well.
"He's really weird," Shou commented before turning the other way. Passing by were two brothers. The shorter one waved at Shou and the taller brother sent him a nod. Shou waved back with a light grin and continued on his way.
Hiroto latched himself onto Tora's arm and cooed, "He had a pretty face. Tora-nii, is he your boyfriend or something? You guys seem to know each other." Tora scowled and whacked his younger brother's head.
"Stupid brother," Tora remarked, "he's only a friend from college. He's in my pyschology class." Hiroto pouted and rubbed his sore spot, still hanging onto his brother.
"I didn't know you took pyschology... What else do you take? Do you take music, too? You still keep your guitars, right? Wait, so he's not your boyfriend? Tora-nii, do you have a girlfriend instead?"
Hiroto yelped as Tora swung him around and wrapped two firm arms around his shoulders. His face grew warmer and warmer, redder and redder, until he was close to faint. Tora whispered in his ear, "You sure are a nosy little brother, too. What makes you think that I'm always dating someone?"
"N-N-Nii-san...!"
Tora immediately let go of Hiroto and strolled ahead. He called out to him, "Pon! Let's go to the café again. Kai-san's café, that is, since you like it so much." Hiroto blinked and tilted his head to the side. What made him change his mind about that little café? Tora turned his head and raised an eyebrow. "Or would you rather go drinking at Uruha-san's bar?" Hiroto frowned instantly. He never liked going there. He'd always get drunk. Hiroto jogged up to his brother and followed him to Kai's café.
"Welcome!" Kai greeted the brothers when they entered the café. Reita waved at them, returning from his trip. Hiroto grinned and pointed at the blonde.
"You're still wearing that cloth over your nose? What do you have to hide? A battle scar?" Hiroto teased the waiter. Reita smirked and rolled his eyes before taking their orders.
"In fact, there is something to hide, you silly boy," Reita retorted. Hiroto's eyes widened. Reita's evil grin widened ear to ear. "That was a lie. I just feel myself when I'm wearing this bandana." Hiroto narrowed his eyes at the older man, who retreated into the kitchen, shouting, "Kai! Strawberry shortcake for the brothers!" He went back out and stopped by Nao, who immediately prepared the green tea and black coffee.
Hiroto spun around in his stool before stopping and gawking at the sight. "It's the guy from yesterday! The one who wanted a water bottle!" Tora sighed and smacked his brother's hand.
"We've been through this before, Pon. It's not nice to point," Tora chided. Reita leaned against the counter, seeing that there were no other customers to talk to.
"Have you heard about Hizaki?" he brought up.
Tora hummed in thought before commenting, "That beautiful woman they've been showing on TV?"
Reita smirked and patted Tora's head. "It seems that you've been a victim, too. They said recently that Hizaki's actually a man."
Tora choked on air before laughing. "Really? A man who looks like a woman? A transvestite? Cross-dresser?"
Reita shrugged. "It appears that even his normal face is pretty. There's been no surgery. He's been told to dress that way to get by. Apparently, according to the media, he makes a handsome man, too. Ahh~ We're no better than gossiping high school girls." Reita chuckled before serving them their tea and coffee. "There's a rumor that he's seeing a man, too. Rumors, rumors, rumors... Where are the facts?"
Tora smirked. "Seeing a man?" he repeated.
"Yup. Some are saying that it's the president of Versailles Pharmacy."
"You're joking, right?" Kyo groaned from the other side. Everyone turned their attention to the man who was slowly sucking up the remains of his coke as he was playing with his yakisoba. Kyo sighed. "Then again, that demon was weird and creepy from the start."
Hiroto gasped and leaned over to the stranger. "You work for that famous Versailles Pharmacy?!"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Kai-san, can I get some ramen and a glass of water here?!" a familiar voice cried into the establishment.
Everyone's focus was then directed to the tall blonde standing at the door. He blinked several times before chuckling nervously. "Eto... Did I say something wrong?"
"Shou? I didn't know you ate here, too," Tora commented, "but seriously... Ramen at a café?"
"I happen to like ramen, Tora-kun. Ah! Kyo-san!"
"Ehh?!" Hiroto whined. "It seems that I'm a complete foreigner now! Everyone knows Shou but me!" Shou took a seat next to Kyo.
"Weren't you getting that room ready?" Kyo inquired.
"Hai! I managed to get about half of it cleared out... Then I got hungry again," Shou replied with a weary grin.
Kyo hummed in thought. "What? It's been like an hour or two? That was rather quick."
Shou chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. "Hai... I don't have a lot of stuff in that room. I think I'll be finished after another hour or two after eating, that is. You won't have to stay in the park tonight." Kyo smirked.
"Ah, that's a good thing then."
[Scene 3]
"Hizaki-san! Hizaki-san! Are you really a man?!" the crowd of flashing cameras and noisy/nosy reporters cried. The blonde kept his face straight. Obviously, someone had a big mouth. He already knew who to blame, but he would have to stay silent for now. There was nothing to say to these sharks. Even if he did say something, it would all be meaningless. The press would not understand.
He slipped into the limo settling right beside his brother as his manager and the other staff waited for their car. The two vampires were able to slip away to safety.
"Yuki, why did you tell them such a thing?" he questioned.
"Revolution," Yuki answered his brother. "I only wanted to see how far you had grown. If you cannot deal with these bugs, then you cannot deal with what is to come." Hizaki stayed silent, his face not changing expressions at all. "Anyways, Kamijo-sama ordered us to come home immediately for dinner."
"Dinner with the family?" Hizaki mused. "We haven't done that in over a thousand years. Why the sudden change?"
Yuki smiled. "He seems to have brought delightful news. He also wanted to introduce us to somebody. However, it seems to just be the two of us this time. The other two seem to be rather busy with their 'booming business.'"
Hizaki laughed, amused. "Business? Booming business?! They've scared off every single one of their customers!"
At least...that was what they wanted to think. Hizaki and Yuki knew very well that "the other two" was only reduced to "the other one."