File #20"Oneesama! Takeda-niisama was very pleased with the results...Oneesama, are you listening?"
Yuuka trotted over to where Ai was staring off into space, waving one hand in front of her sister while her other hand clutched a cellphone. Ai blinked and focused briefly back on the little one, who looked concerned.
"Ai-oneesama...you've been awfully distracted for a while. Is something bothering you?" Yuuka took the initiative and sat down next to Ai on the single bed. They had moved their base of operations some time before the whole incident had reached its inevitable conclusion. The seedy little motel probably didn't have the best reputation or environment, but it did come in handy when one was seeking anonymity. No questions asked, no records left, and no attention given unless one caused trouble. A useful hideout, all things considered.
Ai continued to sit in a contemplative sort of silence for a few more moments, having returned her attention to the far wall she had been staring at previously, with Yuuka fidgeting a bit anxiously next to her. It was times like this when Yuuka truly felt the distance between her and her beloved big sister. The inability to guess what the older woman was thinking and feeling left the little girl more than a little edgy.
"Did something happen?" Yuuka asked a bit more cautiously now, peering around nervously. In a smaller voice, she added.
"Did I do something wrong?"
The uncertain tone seemed to draw Ai back out of her reverie, for she turned fully this time to regard her little sister with a smile tinged with something a lot like parental pride.
"No, you did everything perfectly. It's not about you." Ai assured her, patting Yuuka on the head fondly. Abruptly standing up, Ai paced around the spartan area, coming to a halt by the meager little window that was only feebly shuttered, allowing for a limited view of the dark street outside.
"Did something else happen outside of Oneesama's plans...?" Yuuka deduced intuitively, watching the impassive back of her sister intently. Ai pulled away from the window.
"Everything went as planned."
Yuuka cocked her head curiously. "But Oneesama still isn't satisfied about something."
Ai started ticking off her fingers as she walked slowly back towards the bed.
"The files, the medical condition, the dinner." She closed her hand into a fist, then opened it again, palm up. Yuuka nodded, picking up where Ai left off.
"I switched the critical files some time ago, while Oneesama was the distraction." Yuuka raised another finger. "We already had the target's medical records before we even started, so it was a matter of engineering a situation from which the target could not escape."
Ai nodded, continuing. "The dinner was...convenient. You did an excellent job in staging the scene afterwards, Yuukarin."
Yuuka flushed at the praise, beaming widely up at her sister. Ai smiled vaguely again, brows knitted together in thought as she started pacing once more.
"The catalyst will be found in the bottle, because
you left it there..."
Yuuka grinned just a little deviously. "But the key was in the IV drip...or rather, the needle."
Ai's lip twisted into a mocking little smile. "I'll have to thank Mitsui for that little suggestion. A biological toxin that dissolves almost instantly into the bloodstream and leaves no traces on an ordinary toxin test." She smirked. "Not that anyone would suspect that he died of that sort of poison, since it works too slowly and isn't as effective as other poisons."
"And the irony was that his medication was what really killed him in the end..." Yuuka added.
Ai looked slightly smug about that. "Botulism takes too long to take effect, with too many obvious symptoms which would alert the victim, but the atropine he uses for his heart condition
speeds up the process significantly." Ai tapped her chin thoughtfully. "It helps that the relatively long incubation period of wound botulism as opposed to its food-borne counterpart definitely meshes with the staged situation we were aiming for."
"Oneesama is a genius." Yuuka concluded proudly, beaming at her sister. Ai shook her head, once more returning to her contemplative mood. Yuuka frowned.
"So if everything went as Oneesama expected, then what
are you bothered about?" Yuuka blinked, then asked in a smaller voice. "Could it be that you didn't get to...you know...with..."
Ai chuckled out loud at the embarrassed expression on her little sister's face, reaching over to pat the young one on the head. Yuuka looked down at her toes, awkward.
"Don't worry, I
did get what I want...and I made sure the old guy heard the good parts before his heart gave out." Ai smirked. "His pure, precious little daughter moaning and begging for more...that might still have given him a heart attack even if the toxin hadn't worked."
Yuuka blushed at the implications, quickly changing the subject to avoid any more detailed reminiscing about that night. "Then, what bothers you is..."
Ai tapped the side of her forehead. "Instinct."
Yuuka stared uncomprehendingly at her. "What?"
Settling down on a little stool, Ai crossed her arms pensively. Yuuka waited patiently for an answer. Finally, Ai replied.
"When you've been in the business long enough, you get...hunches." Ai struggled for a moment to convey her meaning. "It's like a little feeling that you get, that something isn't quite right."
"Oh." Yuuka didn't really know what to say to that. Ai smiled grimly, staring at a spot in the floor as she started tapping her foot restlessly.
"I'll figure it out." Hands clenched into fists, in a symbol for determination. "Definitely."
Because I really hate being led around by the nose.~*~*~
"I am truly sorry for your loss. Your father was a great man." Another face in the endless procession that had come before him, cut from the same cloth, their faces a patchwork of careworn years and grim experience. Men much like her father had been; friends, colleagues, comrades. All there to pay their final respects to someone who had been both feared and respected in life.
Kamei Eri, age 19, her youth obscured by the sober black outfit she wore, only nodded and repeated the lines expected of her as a filial daughter. Her face felt strained by the expression she felt compelled to wear, her nerves strung by the oddly tense atmosphere surrounding the funeral.
She was gifted with an all too welcome break from the monotony when a familiar arm whisked her away, retreating from public view if only briefly to an isolated corner. Eri did not fight it, only contentedly snuggling up into the arms that now loosely encircled her.
"I'm so tired, Ai-chan..." Eri mumbled, massaging her temples wearily. "There's so much ahead of me, so many things I have to settle..."
"Hush, I know..." Ai laid a tender kiss on the younger girl's cheek, then another further down, near her collarbone. The shiver that ran through Eri's body at the latter brought a smile to Ai's lips.
"We're in public..." Eri protested weakly, though she didn't try to move away at all. Ai blew lightly into the younger's ear, making Eri tremble lightly in her embrace.
"You're too stressed..." Ai's voice was a husky murmur, and Eri turned around, her eyes reflecting the desires of her body. The two girls backed further into the dark corner.
"Not now..." Eri broke off as her lover deliberately nibbled at her earlobe, Ai's hands already breaking the bounds of propriety. Fortunately, or would that be unfortunately, the sound of approaching footsteps quickly curbed Ai's actions, the two girls separating into a more friendly and neutral position next to each other, though Eri's face still carried faint traces of a blush.
"Ah, Kamei-sama, there you are! We need you to speak with the guests..." The obsequious young man bowed as he delivered the message, not daring to look directly at the young successor to the Kamei name.
"I understand. I'll be right along." Eri reverted to the stiffly correct pose required of her in an instant, though her fingers were still interlaced with Ai's. Half turning around, she smiled a bit wanly at the shorter Ai, leaning close to quickly land a friendly peck on the older girl's cheek. Their eyes met briefly, dark on dark, and Ai stiffened suddenly as Eri let go of her hand, turning to throw a dismissive glance at her follower as she headed out to the crowd.
Ai watched as Eri mingled easily into the waiting crowd; jackals, every last one of them, truth to be told. Yet she felt no trepidation about that, her gaze solely focused on that newly released fledgling, completely at ease in a den of wolves as if she had been born to it.
At last, everything fell into place, and a chill settled over Ai, her jaw clenching with suppressed frustration. Vaguely, she felt like she had been cheated somehow.
Her hand twitched as she eased it back to her side, fingers closing into a trembling fist. Letting out a quick breath, she closed her eyes briefly, then turned and exited as silently as she had come.
Her hand did not stop shaking until she was some miles away, absolutely alone on a wandering road leading away from the grounds. Slowing down, Ai exhaled sharply, tension still running through her muscles. Grimly, she thought back of Otosuke and his Go board, the game undecided still.
Looks like you knew exactly what you were doing, old man. Head bowed, Ai hit the dashboard with one tightly clenched fist.
"Damn it."
~*~*~
"On other news, the successor of Kobayashi Industries was just arrested early this morning on suspicion of involvement in the murder of respected ex-government agent, Kamei Otosuke..."The phone rang, breaking off her concentration on the tiny television screen perched on top of an equally tiny dresser. One Michishige Sayumi frowned as she put down the nail polish, careful not to disfigure the still wet nails as she gingerly picked up her phone.
"Hello, who is...oh, it's you." Some surprise, mixed in with a slightly flat note. Sayumi would have been more pleased with the identity of the caller had it not been for the fact that she had quite a few bones to pick with the other woman.
"Now?" An incredulous note, followed by a glance out of the window. It was already almost full dark outside, not to mention the heavy smell of approaching rain in the air.
"But I'm still doing my nails..." Some feeble protests later, Sayumi hung up in a huff, pouting.
"To hell with my nails she says...the nerve of her..." The college girl muttered to herself even as she reluctantly put her things away, ignoring the ongoing news broadcast as she started getting ready to go out.
"...the daughter of the late Kamei-sama will assume full control of the corporation her father has left behind. Addressing the press, she states that she would not dishonor the joint legacy of both her deceased parents. Kamei Corp, formerly known as Hikusei Inc, was founded by the wife of the late Kamei Otosuke..."Bag...bag...ah, there it is." Sayumi scrambled around trying to pull everything together in a hurry. Ai did not like to be kept waiting, and Sayumi didn't feel like pissing the woman off. There had been something atypically edgy about Ai's voice on the phone earlier, and Sayu rightly felt that she really shouldn't provoke the woman any more than absolutely necessary.
"Heels, mirror..." She got ready in what was probably record time for her. The things Ai demanded of her... Sayumi sighed as she made a grab for her keys on her dressing table.
"...Japan waits eagerly to see how a young girl will run a mega-corporation that is one of the engines to her economy. And on other financial news...The television blinked off. Sayumi looked around her room speculatively, hands on her hips.
"Yosh, I'm ready." She headed to the exit, turning off the lights on her way out.
And the door closed behind her.
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There. How was it? Hehe.
The difference between the incubation period of the different transmission methods of botulism toxin is as such: wound botulism takes anywhere from 7-14 days to take effect, longer sometimes. Food-borne botulism can take effect within 24 hours. Atropine speeds up the process either way.
I researched. Hehe.
Anyway, hope you guys had fun reading this~ *ninja pops away*