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Welcome back everyone!
Oh, a fantastic New Year to all my friends and
readers out there! May all your wishes and dreams come true!
I took me a while to update this, but I'm very much
relieved that I've finally managed to finish this goddamned chapter. There were
so many little details I had to be careful of, so not to reveal important
aspects of the plot, and I'm happy with the way it came out to be.
And now to answer the million dollar question every
one has been thinking of ever since I started this; Mist indeed IS that person.
There's a reason why he's called that way and that reason is connected to
something that happened in the past�
But, for now, we shall not divulge what happened,
but what is happening right now.
In this chapter.
(Dum-Dum�)
Hehehe enjoy this, I know I did!

-Blackdiamond Princess!
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II. Shadow chaser � Lune
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It was a
cold December night, one you preferred to let pass by while you enjoyed the
comfort of your warm bed.
That is, if you could afford yourself such luxury.
So again, the night was cold, but that's nothing to be surprised of, not
for me anyway, since I was used to spending the majority of the nocturnal hours
away from my bed.
A new town, a new job, the same routine and the same crap.
The only thing that surprised me each time was how all towns I visited
resembled each other in almost every aspect. The most common of these aspects
that they shared were the stereotypical signs of decadency.
The enlarging cleft between the richer and the poor, the growing social
alienation and of course the booming rate of criminal activity.
Dusk wasn't any different, though maybe beautiful and less polluted than
other cities, the people here were friendly and helpful, greedy, and
mistrustful of strangers.
Yet, the same tricks applied to all monkeys; show them a banana and they
all become obedient.
My current employer, a big business mogul of the name of Sephiroth
Nobuhiro, hired me a couple of months back to investigate on a series of thefts
his company has had to endure with the police being of no help.
I had thought to have the mystery resolved in a matter of days, yet two
months have now passed and I find myself stuck in an impasse.
This man � as I deduced from the surveillance tapes taken from the crime
scenes � has incredible agility and amazing speed that made me realise that
this person knew exactly what he was looking for and knew how to easily get
access to it in a minimum time. Therefore, I came to the conclusion that he
either got help from an insider at the Nobuhiro Zaibatsu, or that he himself
WAS an insider.
After having observed all possible suspects from afar to study their
daily routine, I discarded the possibility of the thief being an employee at
Nobuhiro's enterprise.
Now, the second hypothesis of course proved itself to be rather tricky
to validate.
I had no lead whatsoever and putting the entire staff on surveillance
was a crazy thing to do, and thus I came to the next conclusion.
I needed to put a trap.
"The Ailles DeNoir" and "The Sphere of Luminescence"
were both Nobuhiro's most profitable objects, who, each, have an estimated
value of over ten million dollars.
With this new found motive I figured that, if the thief would strike again,
and if it was really only Nobuhiro's fortune that he was after, he would follow
the trend he had created and go for the 3^rd most profitable object
Nobuhiro has put his eyes on.
"The Crystal �Chalice of
Ponterria", worth an estimated seven million dollars, arrived this night
from a museum overseas and was currently stocked in a ware house near the docks
of the city, waiting for daybreak to be taken to McFarlane & Associates'
Auction House.
As I had asked for him to do, Nobuhiro placed over a 100 guards in the Chalice's
perimeter, together with a large equipment of infrared lasers and high tech
security gadgets.
Now, I am not an easily impressed man, but if this thief managed to
break through the surprise we had prepared for him, he'd be worthy of my
praise.
And in a sense, I was hoping for him to break through the security, just
so I could exploit the success of the trap I had laid and follow him.
The hours were slowly creeping by while the morning hours steadily
approached.
My eyes were fixed on the rooftop of the hangar a few buildings away so
I had a view of all possible access routes; the six ceiling windows.
My watch told me that the first sign of dawn would be upon us soon and I
began to wonder if my plan was going to fail after all.
It was only when I heard the gunshots going off from the inside that I
realised my mistake.
By the time my team had gotten to the hangar it was already too late and
17 men had lost their lives, the artefact now gone without a trace.
I had forgotten about the basement.
As expected, the small ventilation grill that led to the underground
ventilation shaft was out of its place. It hadn't seemed of much importance
since the shaft gave out to the sea and there were no access routes from there.
Yet, our thief had managed to find a way in, and with proof, the team I had
stationed in the hall in front on the basement were out cold because of a
sleeping gas.
"He got away, sir!"
I simply turned around and jumped into my car, hiding a small smile to
myself. The operation hadn't been a complete failure.
The trap had been set, the bait had worked and now it wouldn't be long
before my prey would feel my claws close around his neck.

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Mist
clapped his phone closed and chuckled softly to himself, turning to the
gorgeous blond and brunet man sitting on the couch on each side of him.
"Well,
you guys, seems like my friend just bailed out on me, so what am I supposed to
do with you now?" He gave them both an impish smile, "Anyone wants to
drink something?"
Mist
stood and walked over to the bar, rolling his eyes. The boys were cute and
buffed, but their brains contained nothing but sawdust. �Hardly worth the good hump...
"Three
whisky sodas please, Toni."
"Wow,
if I had known that you did threesomes, I would've brought a friend last time.
Maybe then you would've wanted to see me again."
Mist's
blue eyes slowly turned to the proprietor of the voice and a smile curled on
his lips as he recognised the silver haired man sitting next to him,
"Hi."
"Hey,"
Riku replied with a soft smirk, his eyes wandering towards the brunet's skimpy
outfit. "Remember me?"
Mist
snickered, "Sugardady 101�" He lifted himself up on a stool, still
looking at him with a small smile.
"It's
been a while�" Riku whispered softly, reminiscing about that night almost
two months ago.
"How
have you been?"
"Pretty
good." Mist replied with a chuckle, "And you?"
The
blond nodded in response and took his glass of Baileys, "I'm surprised
you're still here, aren't you usually under the covers by this time of the
night?" He said with a smirk, "No offence intended," He added with
his hands held up against his chest.
Mist
smiled a humourless smile, "Offence taken."
He
turned to the bartender who had served him his drinks on a platter and lifted
it up, ready to walk back to his seat in the back of the lounge, "If I
need someone to watch over me, I'll get a dog."
Riku
rolled his eyes, "You know I didn't mean it like that."
The
brunet smiled coldly, "I don't know you, so no, I don't know if you really
meant it or not."
Riku
reached out to help him with the three glasses, "Mist, I'm sorry, ok? I
was just glad to see a familiar face in here."
Mist
took a breath and followed the glass Riku had taken off the platter to hold in
his right hand.
"Most
men, who are happy to see me, react a little different�"
Riku
chuckled, "Well, believe me, I AM happy to see you again, considering the
way we separated."
An
amused eyebrow lifted on the brunet's face and he hauled his right shoulder
coquettishly, "That wasn't my fault. You're the one who didn't want to
finish breakfast."
Riku
gave him a guilty expression, "Yeah� I kinda regret that now�"
Mist
gave him a knowing smile from the corner of his left eye. He wouldn't admit it,
and especially not to this man, but this was the first time a man had cared
enough to come back and apologise after he had done him wrong. Not that it
mattered anyway, it's not like he kept grudges over matters like these. But
still, he wouldn't deny that it felt nice.
"So,
maybe you want to go grab something to eat?"
Mist
blinked and saw him looking at him again, as if the conversation never ended.
"Ok,
maybe I could fix you some at my place," Riku continued on with a pensive
look, "Seen as how the diner I know isn't open yet."
Another
amused smile crossed the smaller male as he tried to figure this man out for
once and for all. Why was it that while all other men he had been with had
taken satisfaction in a one night stand, this attractive AND funny guy was here
again, as persistent on being with him like the last time they talked.
"And
tell me again, why should I go with you? Do I look famished to you?"
Riku
let his eyes wander over his tight body again and shook his head resolutely,
"Far from that."
Mist
laughed and shook his head as he saw how realisation dawned on Riku's face and
he winced.
"Wrong
answer."
"I
know!" Riku said with a grimace, covering his eyes with a hand.
"That's not what I meant."
Mist
laughed heartedly and turned to him fully now, still chuckling. "Then what
did you mean?"
"I
just wanted to repay you for the breakfast you made for me and that I didn't
finish even though it was delicious."
Mist
cocked his head to the side, "Aww, that's so sweet."
"Well,
I'm a sweet guy and a nice cook," Riku smiled at the new set of giggles he
received, "It's true, but perhaps you need to be convinced."
Mist
looked at him again for a moment and then laid his eyes on the three glasses of
whiskey that were now lying on the bar next to him. "Just breakfast,
right?"
"Just
breakfast, unless you want to do something else?" Riku said suggestively,
approaching him and touching his left elbow with his right one.
Mist
shook his head, pursing his lips, "No, breakfast should do."
"Breakfast
should do�?" Riku echoed, watching how the little brunet moved away from
the bar and began to make his way towards the exit of the room. "What
about your drinks?"
"Let
them come and get it themselves."
Mist
gestured for them to go and Riku gladly followed him, feeling like he was on
top of the world.

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A
giggle sounded from underneath the black blankets, rapidly followed by a moan
and a gasp.
"Feeling
hungry yet?"
Mist
chuckled at Riku pushing back the blankets that had been covering both of them
with his head, his face all flushed as he blew a few of his damp platinum locks
out of his eyes.
"You
really know how to trick me into your bed, don't you?"
Riku
laughed and bent over to press a kiss in Mist's throat, "Are you perhaps
trying to justify your insatiable horniness with that petty excuse?"
They
kissed each other hungrily, sending moans through the room once more while the
forms underneath the covers began to move sensually in a distinguishable back
and forth motion.
"Or,"
Riku whispered on top of his lips, "Is that your way of saying that I'm
cute?"
Mist
gave a pleasurable moan and arched his neck, "What if I'm insatiably horny
because you're cute?"
Now
it was Riku's turn to arch, "I don't think so," He halted in his
words as they both groaned at a pleasurable stroke, "Because A;" He
kissed him on his full lips again, "You would never admit that," He
captured his wrists in his hands, pinning them down on each side of his head,
"And B; because I'm not cute, but sizzling hot baby."
The
brunet laughed again and Riku watched him as he felt like he was melting into
him, loving how he could read the pleasure so easily off his face.
Mist
was a mystery to him, one he had been thinking about for over two months. Riku
was attracted to him now, he knew now for certain. A simple crush would've been
gone by now, wouldn't it?
He
was trying to understand the reason behind Mist's constant mistrusting behaviour
when it came to emotional subjects and why he thought he needed sex to cover up
his insecurities.
Riku
knew he was beginning to fall for this guy and at the same time he wished that
his efforts wouldn't be in vain.
Mist
opened his eyes and their gazes met. How long had his heart been beating like
crazy now? Why was it that this �stranger� had become so irresistible to him?
When had he let his guard down?
He
didn't want to feel scared like he knew he felt now �just a little. He couldn't
let himself go through the same heartache and pain he had endured when�
No.
This
was sex and nothing else.
"Riku�"
Sweet
kisses rained down the long his throat and he bit his lower lip, running his
now freed right hand through the soft, silken strands of his beautiful silver
hair.
Wait�
Beautiful hair and sweet kisses?
"Mist�
I can't believe how good you feel around me�"
Crystal
blue eyes shot open as his whole body arched underneath his and he cried out,
hearing Riku's ragged breathing in his right ear as it whispered other sweet
words.
They
were not just having sex� This almost felt like they were�
"No�!"
Mist suddenly whispered, his eyes closed again.
"No?"
Riku wondered, lifting his head to see a tear roll down one of his cheeks. He
thrust inside of him once more, deducing from the tightening muscles around his
manhood that he had to be close to his orgasm and that he was perhaps not going
hard enough for him to get there.
"Oh�!"
Mist cried out again, holding on to him, "Yes�!"
"Yes?"
With
a drawn out whimper the brunet came, throwing his head to the side and shaking
from the continuing thrusts as well as from a blissful climax.
Riku
collapsed on top of him after he had had his own release, breathing heavily.
"That
was amazing�"
Mist
didn't reply but stared at the ceiling with a preoccupied look on his face.
"Is
something wrong?"
He
looked at his handsome features, the strong and masculine lines of his lips and
jaw, the mesmerizing set of clear aqua eyes and his small, cute nose� Why him?
Why now?
He
couldn't act out on these feelings, he knew this. It was way too dangerous for
the both of them.
"Nothing,"
He then finally replied with an assuring smile, "I'm hungry now."
A
satisfied smile formed on Riku's lips and he moved in to kiss him again.
"Don't get up, I'll be right back."
Mist
watched how Riku's gorgeous naked body walked towards the door and almost
protested when he reached out to his boxers on a nearby chair to put them on.
He held himself in, though he couldn't hide a small childish giggle that he
muffled into his pillow.

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"You
tricked me, you know."

"Explain
to me how?" Riku replied, now scooping up some cherry jam up with a piece
of bread as they were finishing their breakfast in bed.
"If
I tricked you, it would mean that I made you do something that I wanted while
all I wanted with you was this. Breakfast."
"Oh
I can't believe you!" Mist laughed from above his cup of coffee, "Now
you're saying that I'm the only one who wanted what we did?"
Riku
crossed his arms over his chest, a mocking smirk on his lips, "Just admit
it, kitty. You feel something for me."
"Oh
God�" Mist rolled his eyes up to the ceiling with a chuckle,
"Never!"
"Ok,
fine," Riku now began to move out of the bed and stood, taking the tray in
his hands, "Until next time then. I'm looking forward to it."
"I�W-What?"
Mist grabbed a nearby bathrobe to cover himself with and jumped out of bed,
following him into the kitchen, "There won't be a next time, Mr
Smartass!"
"Is
that so?" The blonde grinned, facing him again now that he had placed the
tray on a nearby counter.
"Damn
right it is!" Mist replied back.
"So
if I accidentally would�" He leant close to him, reaching for an empty
glass that stood behind the brunet and nearly missed his lips with his in the
process. He briefly smirked as he heard him hold back a gasp.
"�meet
you again in the street, what would you do?" He finished, staring him in
the eyes now.
Mist
couldn't deny it; he had wanted that kiss! And now that they were facing each
other again, he found it suddenly hard to breathe.
"Why
are you doing this, what's the purpose?"
"There's
no specific purpose," Riku told him, hauling his shoulders and taking a
step closer.
"I
see�" His hands now moved up to rest on the brunet's hips, "I
like," His eyes rolled towards his lips, "And I conquer."
Their
lips connected briefly and he stared at him again.
Mist
knew he was blushing for the first time in years because of �this�
Was
he really falling for this guy already?
"Who
are you?" Mist asked, feeling a little insecure�a feeling he had sworn to
never experience again. This new situation was making him feel uneasy, but he
somehow wished to see this �thing�that was happening to its end.
"What
is it you do?"
And
somehow, it felt good.
"I
teach sociology at Mayfield University.
My name is Riku Nakase and I'm currently 24 years old. I like Chinese and Thai
food �remember that�and I have a 3^rd degree black belt in Tae Kwon
Do and a 6^th degree black belt in Karate. You may want to remember
that too and I'm not being self-conceited here.
My
favourite pass times are reading, riding on my newly acquired Harley, cooking� and going out.
People
describe me as being sociable, passionate, down to earth and persistent."
Mist
couldn't help but chuckle.
"Let's
add 'funny' too?" Riku said with a smile, bending his head to the side to
look at him better.
"Have
I eased your mind a little?" He whispered, reaching out to him and placing
his right hand on his left cheek, "I'm not a monster in disguise, I
promise."
When
he moved in to kiss him again, Mist willingly let him, knowing now for certain
that he had fallen.

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"Where
have you been all day? I got tired of hearing that despicable voicemail song
after having tried to reach you for the tenth time."

"I
spent it with a friend," Mist giggled and jumped with his feet onto the
laboratory table with graceful ease. "Aww, did you missed me?"
Fox
only glared at him from above his microscope before resuming his analysis of
whatever it was he was observing. "After last night? Hardly."
"Aww,
not even a little?" The brunet asked, holding his right thumb and index
finger slightly separated.
"Please
get off the table, Mist."
With
a slight pout he did as told, having clearly heard the icy tone in his voice.
"Are
you mad at me or something?"
"Of
course not, you only undermined my dignity and integrity with that 'gift' of
yours." The blond male whispered, now standing to go check something on a
computer on another desk in the back of the laboratory.
"Wha�"
He
then returned with some test results and sat back down in his chair, ignoring
Mist still standing there. "I'm not mad."
Mist
had opened his mouth to say something, but decided not to and instead sighed in
defeat. "I'm sorry if it offended you. I was just trying to help."
"Right."
"So,
eh�" Mist began after a moment of silence, not sure how to continue,
"Are we cool again?"
"As
cool as can be, I guess." Fox indifferently said, looking back into the
microscope.
"Come
on, Rox!" Mist exploded, "I'm really sorry!"
Fox
did not respond.
"Do
you want me to get you another birthday present? Is that it?" The brunet tried
again with a cheesy smile.
"I
doubt I'll enjoy it, knowing your taste."
Mist
groaned in annoyance, "Don't be like this."
"Like
what?"
"Fine�"
He plunged his hands in the back pockets of his black denims and began trudging
towards the exit.
"Just
as I thought."
"And
what is it you thought, Rox?" Mist harshly whispered with his eyes
closed, "You're like a rock when you get like that! I get that you
didn't appreciate my gift but did you have to�"
"Not
that, Mist! Come and take a look."
The
brunet turned, still a little irritated but now curious nonetheless. "What
is it?"
"This may mean trouble from now
on�" Fox whispered with a slightly worried face, "We didn't foresee
this so soon."
He
took hold of a pair of tweezers and took something from underneath the
microscope with it.
"What
is that?" Mist wondered as they now were looking at a miniscule chip.
"We
received new badges today. I found it concealed in it when I returned from work
this afternoon. A tracker."
"You
think that Nobuhiro�?"
"Has
begun suspecting a section group of his scientific staff?" Fox whispered,
taking the chip and placing it in a small glass container, "Could be. Or
he's just keeping an eye on the whereabouts of his employees after office
hours."
"Can
he do that? I mean, he doesn't have the right to invade into people's privacy
like that�"
"He
can't. But a private detective can." The blond pensively said, now walking
towards a cabinet at the other side of the room and placing the glass container
in it.
Mist's
eyes grew wide for a moment. "A detective�"
Fox
nodded, "I think it would be wise to stop our activities for a
while�"
A
discontent expression grew on the other male's face as he heard that, not
feeling much for this new plan. "One little tracker and you're already
starting to chicken out�?"
"No,"
Fox gave him a reprimanding look, "I'm only saying that we need to be a
little more careful now. Remember that only the staff had been notified."
Mist
cocked his head to the side, "But if we do that, Nobuhiro will know that
it's an employee who's responsible. You could get in trouble."
Fox
smiled up at him, "And I who thought that you didn't care about me."
He said jokingly before turning to look at the chip once more.
"What
are you talking about?" Mist asked. He then bent over and embraced him,
"I wuv you. You know that, don't you?"
Fox
closed his eyes, but refused to let his heart lead his actions, knowing that he
wouldn't be able to control them if he did. He cleared his throat, "Back
to the matters at hand."
The
brunet chuckled and let go of him.
"So
what are we going to do?"
Fox
smiled confidently, "I may be a research scientist, but I happen to be,
for lack of a better word, a computer geek too. I can easily corrupt the
emitter and alternate the frequency of the emission."
Mist
nodded, "Right. In English now?"
"I
can send out wrong positional coordinates if I change the settings of this
thing."
"Cool!"
"Well,
it'll take me some time to figure out the original settings and parameters, but
I think that by the end of the weekend it'll be done." He said, turning
around again to face the black haired male with a smirk.
Mist
zipped up his leather jacket, "So Fabian has been informed?"
"Yes,
I have informed him. He and I will meet this week."
"Then
it's still on for the next mission?"
Fox
stood, took off his white scientist jacket and hung it away, "I had a
video conference with RubyRed not long before you arrived and she affirmed to
me that her team is ready for the job now that Emerald has successfully
accomplished her last one." He reached towards a black tuxedo vest and put
it on.
"They
could've let me do it�" Mist said with a slight pout.
Fox
gave him a sympathising smile, "She's more skilled in underwater
situations than you are, Mist. We needed her experience in order to bring the
chalice back out in one piece." His eyes then noticed what Mist was
wearing and he halted, "Are you going dressed like that?"
Mist
looked down at his outfit that consisted out of black three-quarter pants, grey
Dr. Marten's boots, black socks and a black, semi-formal un-tucked shirt.
"It's her 5^th wedding, who cares how I go."
"She
would care. Even if she doesn't know you're still alive, she's still your
mother."
Mist
gave an impatient groan and rolled his eyes, "Compared to three years ago
I've contained myself now. I removed all the facial piercing I had! All 12 of
them."
"You
kept the nose piercing," Fox remarked with a chuckle, "And I also see
that you've had the piercing you had underneath your lip shot back in."
Mist
snickered and hauled his shoulders, "Hey, she said: 'Only two piercing the
next time I see you'."
"She
meant earrings."
"I
know." He laughed back as he opened the door. "But I decided not to
wear them tonight."

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The
doors to the lavish grand living room opened and a beautiful young woman
stepped in. Her long brown hair swayed gracefully behind her as her black
stilettos walked over the beige marble floor towards the man waiting for her
near the hearth.
He
turned to face her, having heard her high heels click-clacking over the floor before
they came to a stop. His eyes fell on her attractive figure, from her high,
black pencil skirt to her white tucked in shirt and modest cleavage. He smiled
at her and beckoned for her to come and sit in a chair near the fire.
Her
knees crossed over each other underneath her skirt and she waited patiently for
her host to take a seat in front of her.
"I'm
curious to hear what you've come up with to discredit us this time,
Nobuhiro."
Sephiroth
only smirked at her and pressed his fingertips against each other with a
calculating look on his features.
"You're
the only ones to blame for your recent fiasco, Miss DeLucci. I would appreciate
it, if you didn't play these childish games."
She
raised an eyebrow at this and gave him a smile, "Of course not, those are
your territory."
He
chuckled and pursed his lips, contemplating his next words carefully. DeLucci
& Fabian Inc was his most threatening concurrent and it was certain that
this private meeting would reach the prying clutches of the press if he did not
handle it carefully. The executive CEOs of that company, Lenne DeLucci and her
ex-husband Seymour Fabian were, even if it was no secret that they abhorred
each other, a redoubtable power couple business-wise.
"As
you may have heard already, the Crystal Chalice of Ponterria has been stolen 24
hours ago," Sephiroth said, standing now and moving towards the bar behind
him to pour some dark red wine into two glasses.
"A
cup we both were trying to acquire," Lenne said, reaching for the glass of
wine he offered her.
"Yes,"
He gave her a brief piercing look before turning towards his seat and sitting
himself down.
"Did
your special agent find out anything yet?" Lenne questioned.
"Apparently
he was right with his theory of the thief being one of our employees, since the
news of the chalice's arrival hadn't been released to the press yet."
"We've
taken the necessary measures on our side as well; only our staff knew of the
arrival," She said, crossing her arms over her chest, "It won't be
long now."
"You
sound very sure of yourself, whilst it is my agent who did all of the
work?" Sephiroth's jade eyes were observing her closely from over his
glass of wine.
She
smiled at him and placed her glass on the low table, "Once this ridiculous
affaire is behind us, you'll be able to drop your suspicions about my
company."
"Perhaps."
She
placed her right hand fingers against her right temple as she leant with her
elbow on an arm of the chair, "Are you forgetting that we got robbed as
well now?"
"No,"
He said returning her cocky smile, "I'm only saying that the suspect is
among one of our staffs and that there is still a larger chance of him being
your employee than mine."
Lenne
laughed heartedly at that, "Are you a hundred percent sure that your staff
wouldn't do a thing like that? I never knew you were the most loved employer in
town, Mr Nobuhiro."
"Bragging
about staff loyalty won't convince me, Miss DeLucci, it only makes me more
suspicious," Sephiroth said, his smile now gone, "Any of your loyal
'subjects' could've committed the robberies in an attempt to bring me
down."
"No
matter how much your accusations amuse me, Nobuhiro, I will not sit here and
listen to you calling my employees criminals and in doing so undermine my
ethical and moral views," She replied, her eyes now narrowing themselves
as she stood again, "Your downfall will only by caused by mistakes proper
to your undeniable lack of integrity and disregard of business morale."
"We
will see, Miss DeLucci. My investigation is still ongoing," He said,
looking up at her from his chair.
"And
I won't stop until I've figured out your share in this affaire."
"Is
that a threat, Nobuhiro?" Lenne then whispered from between her teeth,
eying him angrily.
A
butler then walked through the door and bowed to his master, "Sir, your 9
o'clock is here to see you."
A
wicked smirk then appeared on the platinum haired man's face and he nodded,
"Please let him in."
"I
believe we're done here," Lenne said, beginning to walk to the door. "It's
starting to get late."
"Please,
Miss DeLucci, stay a little while longer," Sephiroth spoke, "and meet
my private detective."
Her
surprise was unmistakable and it made him smirk even more as the awaited man
pushed open the door and stepped in.
"Riku
Nakase, please meet Lenne DeLucci, CEO of the multinational DeLucci &
Fabian Inc."
Riku
stepped up to the long haired brunette and held out his hand for her to take,
"Pleased to meet you."
Lenne
took his hand and shook it, "The pleasure is mine."
Unbeknownst
to Nobuhiro, a satisfied smile grew on her voluptuous lips that Riku returned
with a knowing gaze.
"I
have a personal appointment, Nobuhiro," Lenne then spoke, turning around a
last time.
"I
cannot afford myself to be late."
Sephiroth
stood and nodded, "Please have a pleasant evening further, Miss
DeLucci."
Lenne
turned back towards the platinum haired young man standing next her, "It
was nice meeting you."
"It
was nice meeting you too, Miss DeLucci," Riku whispered with a bow of his
head and then watched her walk towards the door.
"Such
a beautiful young woman�" Sephiroth whispered with a hint of regret.
"She
seems very hardened in what she does," Riku added, now sitting down on the
chair Lenne had previously taken place in.
"Oh
yes� Most definitely," He looked back at the door again as a pensive look
settled on his face, "Most definitely�"

Lenne
was now stepping down the stairs in front of the Nobuhiro residence towards the
limo awaiting her.
"If
there's a man I hate more than you, than it's him."
Lenne
sat herself on one side of the limo, facing a tall silver blue haired man who
sat at the other side.
"Don't
worry," He spoke looking at the grant house a last time before the car began
to move, "As long as Lune keeps giving him a reassuring feeling of
being on the winning hand, we have him right where we want him."

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ToBeContinued�

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