Summary Everyone has high expectations from you when you're called the best police officer.
Cursed with the most challenging task yet, that of unveiling the reasons behind the robberies and the murders that happen only around her, slowly but steadily sinking into a stressful routine without even having the will to get out of, Niigaki Risa finds herself on the brink of desperation. She's sick of chasing the same shadow over and over again, and the feeling of letting people down never ceases to haunt her.
She's sick of pretending that her family is actually her foe. And most of all, she hates not knowing what to do with her life.
When she thinks everything is lost, just like a ray of sunshine lightening up a pitch black room, she meets love. Or rather, love meets her. Ai manages to do what no one else could, and that is to blow feeling, desire and life into her again.
But what happens when all that effort turns out to be in vain? Risa gets pinned face to face with the dark past of her lover, with secrets that she wished she had never found out and with such a heart-break, enough for her to lose any sanity left.
Lies, betrayal, jealousy, ambition and revenge are to blend with passion, emotion and true love in an exciting suspense fanfiction that will hopefully make you come back for more.
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Chapter 1 Heaven of CoffinsSounds of hurried steps echoed between the walls of the dark alley. Prior to the rain, the cement was wet.
As her rushed and heavy breath came out in small circles of warm air, the figure she had been chasing for the whole evening was getting further and further away, much to her raging frustration. But with a rousing hate to motivate her, she was more than determined that by all means she was not going to lose again.
The young officer felt her eyes sting as a couple of tears welled up, not entirely because of the cold autumn wind.
Ignoring the exhaustion and the pain in her legs, her steps picked up even faster, as she gripped tighter and tighter to her gun.
She felt a knot settling in her throat as she pointed the pistol towards the villain. The pressure was too big and her relatively weak body was getting exhausted already; one single mistake was enough for her career to be ruined. The aim of the gun was straightly directed at his head, however, this was one of the times when she hated her extremely good eyesight. Why?
Such a burning temptation to kill someone was something she had never experienced before, but because of some superior orders that she had to follow, she was not allowed to kill the thief, for
he was not like the others. Grinding her teeth, she pulled the trigger towards the sky instead, hoping that it would stop him. In his dash, he did not even flinch though, the distance between the two only seeming to get bigger. As if the nerves of the officer weren't already at their limit, her intense concentration was disturbed when a familiar voice filled the silence of the night, coming from the transmitter that was located hanging at her waist.
"Gakisan! Gakisaaaan, are you there? Did you catch him? Over."
Trying her best to ignore her co-worker, Gaki kept looking forward as to not lose the robber out of her eyes.
"Please Gakisan, reply to me! I'm really worried, are you okay? Over."
As expected, she could not deal with the annoyance of hearing that high-pitched voice ramble forever. Allowing a deep breath of cold air, she snatched it from her belt and brought it to her lips, shouting from the top of her lungs in a try to release some steam.
"Would you mind to shut your mouth for a minute, Kame?!"
The transmitter then hit the ground, smashing into countless pieces. Gaki looked up, the view that she least wanted to see hitting her like a thousand volts. The thief had already reached the end of the alley, and moreover, a car was already waiting for him. With a gentle wave towards the officer, he quickly hopped in and smashed the door after him, right after the wheels squeaked loudly on the road.
Gaki's pace slowed down as she kept staring in denial towards the other end, until she finally stopped to collapse on her knees, a couple of tears falling onto the cold cement.
Not again...*** *** ***Another officer ran through the coldness of that same alley where she last spotted her friend (and co-worker) running into, more than 10 minutes beforehand.
The light of her hand lamp moved from side to side between the walls, in a try to find not only her Gakisan safe and sound, but also any thing of some sort that could use as a clue or evidence. She let out a gasp when she saw a familiar transmitter plastered in a rain puddle, completely wasted. As she made a few more steps forward, a longer gasp escaped her lips, her hand lamp picking up the figure of her friend, lying against the wall.
She ran at her side and studied her facial structure, that showed nothing but misery and deep anger.
"Are you injured...? Are you okay?!"
The last thing Gaki wanted was her friend to panic over nothing and to make a scene right then and there, just when she was not in the mood for nothing.
"Yeah, I'm fine." There was monotony in her voice, in her stare, and the tears had already dried out on her cheeks.
All she wanted was just to get rid of that pain in the ass that kept assaulting the banks and the houses in the Niigaki sector, snatching pots with a lot of zeros on their tail, every single time running away without her being able to capture him. She hated to lose.
She learned to hate that person so badly, without even knowing him, even if it went against her principles.
She could care less if she wasn't called the best police officer anymore, and neither if the newspapers wrote about it in the next morning, everytime on the first page. What most pissed her off though, was how she wasn't allowed to kill him and get it over with. She had spent too much time thinking over this issue already, and as hard as she tried, she couldn't find an answer. What was so special with him?
After being used to stare at his back figure while chasing him for so long, the officer could quite positively tell a few things about him. First of all, he was actually a "she".
Her way of running, together with how nicely those pants fitted her muscular yet feminine rear, were actually some not-so-difficult to pick up hints, if you had good eyes. Also, in one of their usual hurried encounters, Gaki could have sworn she spotted some straps of long hair coming out from beneath the balaclava that the thief had on.
She even appeared in her dreams... The thief was not just stealing anymore, but murdering too, everything that Gaki cared for: her father, her best friend, her sister, and even her dad's girlfriend, although she wasn't too fond of her.
Lying there with Kamei next to her, she could still see the picture of their coffins, and a chill crept along her frame.
"Please Kame, ... Take me out of here."
*** *** ***Well damn, it has been a long time since I last wrote / posted anything here.
I started this fic in January actually, and I've been working on it for the past few months, but eventually decided that it was time for it to hit the road already.
I really want to know what you guys think of this plot. Really.