helloz dedicated takumi fanz. here is the first chapter of my latest story. its kinda twisted (not this particular chapter, but it will get more fucked up as the story goes on), but my stories usually are. read and review and tell me what you think.
The Darker Side of Me
Nineteen year-old Takuya Kanbara exhaled, blowing a thick stream of smoke in front of him.
"Dude, stop blowing smoke in my friggen face," his best friend Kouji complained.
Takuya shrugged. "Not my fault you decided to sit right across from me right after I lit my cigarette."
"Both of you shut up," Kouichi intercepted. "I'm trying to figure out which house should be our next target."
"Hey, shouldn't Takuya be the one to figure it out?" J.P. quipped. "I mean, he is the leader."
Takuya shot him a look. "If you want my opinion, I'm sick and tired of doing the shitty small houses we normally do. This time we go big."
The youngest member of the gang, sixteen year-old Tommy, stood up. "Well, how big are we talking?"
The brunette smirked, then tossed him a photograph.
Tommy's eyes widened. "Thomas Kingston? Are you freaking kidding me?"
"Takuya, the dude lives in a fucking mansion. How the hell are we supposed to pull that off?" Kouji looked at the picture, his brow furrowing.
"It's simple if you really think about it. The five of us can surround the area pretty easily. Just think of all the money and shit he'll have lying around." Takuya finished his cigarette, dropping the butt into an ashtray.
"How did we even decide to start rainsacking houses in the first place?" Kouichi rubbed his temples.
"Robbing a bank is too risky, as well as a store. At least a house is somewhat secure. We sneak in, and if the bastard wakes up, we'll tie him up and gag him. Then we leave with money, jewelry, electronics, all the good stuff."
"Doesn't he have some kind of security system?" J.P. asked, flopping down onto the couch next to Kouji.
Takuya shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "None whatsoever. He's one of those cocky assholes that thinks he can do everything himself. I've had my eye on Kingston's place for a few weeks now, so I've done my research."
Kouji raised an eyebrow. "Wow, I'm impressed. Usually you're too lazy for that kind of stuff."
"Screw you, man," Takuya said, popping a beer open. He took a long gulp, emptying half the bottle. "I decided that if we're ever gonna get anywhere, then I've gotta make better decisions."
"It's about time you got your head outta your ass," J.P. quipped. That comment earned him a smack upside his head.
"Just 'cause your my friend, doesn't mean I won't shoot you." Takuya finished his beer.
J.P. laughed somewhat nervously. "Yeah, good one."
The gogglehead pulled his gun out. "Try me. Make one more comment like that and see what happens."
"You wouldn't." J.P. gulped.
Takuya shrugged, clicking the safety off. He pointed it at his friend.
"Shit!" J.P. exclaimed, using Kouji as a shield.
Takuya burst of laughing. "Dude, you're a moron. I would never shoot you, no matter how much you might piss me off."
"Put me down!" Kouji shouted at J.P.
Their friend sulked. "I need a cigarette." He grabbed one, lighting it a second later.
Kouichi sighed. "So when are we doing this?"
"Tomorrow night. At midnight." Takuya took a swig from his second beer.
"Kinda sudden, don't you think?" Tommy asked.
"Yeah, but I know we can do it," their leader replied.
The others nodded, each grabbing a drink of their own. They drank in silence until J.P. turned the t.v. on, idly flicking through the channels. The batteries in the remote died a few seconds later, stopping at a news channel.
"Aw, crap. Does someone wanna get some new batteries? I'm too lazy to get up right now." J.P. took another drag off his cigarette.
"No," Kouji replied.
"Don't look at me," Takuya said.
J.P. shook his head. "Screw it."
They all sat there drinking their beers, watching the television drone. A moment later, a pretty red-haired newswoman came onto the screen.
"The search continues for eighteen year-old Zoe Orimoto. She was reported missing two months ago, when she failed to come back to her dorm after a college party. She has not been seen since. If anyone has any information concerning Miss Orimoto's disappearance, please report it to the Tokyo police."
A picture of the girl popped onto the screen. She was gorgeous, with long blond hair and emerald green eyes. For a second Takuya felt captivated by her beauty. He stared at the photograph, taking a good look at her.
"That sucks. Girl's probably dead by now," Kouji said nonchalantly. "I mean she's been missing for two friggen months."
"She's hot," J.P. pointed out.
Takuya didn't say anything, but nodded instead.
"Well, I'm beat." Tommy stood up and stretched his arms. "I'm heading to bed. See ya tomorrow afternoon when I finally drag myself outta bed."
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. News makes me tired," Kouichi quipped.
Kouji and J.P. got up as well. They were both rubbing their eyes.
"I'm gonna stay up a bit longer," Takuya said to no one in particular.
"Okay," Kouji replied, not really listening.
When the four of them were asleep, Takuya watched the last few minutes of the news. They showed the photograph of the girl one last time, then ended the program. A sitcom came onto the screen a few seconds later.
Takuya sighed. Normally he wouldn't care about a missing person, but this one was different. He didn't know what made that Orimoto girl so special, but she lingered in his mind. Switching the the t.v. off, he finished the last of his beer. Tomorrow was going to be a long night and they would have to be well rested to pull it off. He went to the room and plopped onto the bed. Rolling over, he let the darkness take over, allowing it to take him to a peaceful slumber.
alrighty, that wraps up chapter one. kinda boring but it was needed as a sort of intro. trust me, the next chapter will be a tad more exciting. read and review pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaasssssseeeeeeeee! see ya next time.