You're Invited to DOA

Location: Tokyo, Japan
Weather: Sunny
Terrain: Hetic, Buisy
Time: 12:30

"Hurry up Tatsuyachan! Tsutomusan said be home by 1:00!" A young woman with long pink hair and shopping bag in each hand said cheerly to a young solid face youth whom arm hers was hooked around. She wore a sailor style school uniform and a black collar with a brass bell.

Tatsuya looked uncomfortable in the black hoodie and blue jeans that he wore. He wore the hood up so that the shadows would hide his face along with the sunglasses used to cover his eyes. Japan is no different from China. Everyone's in a hurry... I still don't understand why though. "Do you think this is necessary, Ha-"

The girl cut him with a peck on the lips that took him by surprise. "(My name is 'Katsumi' and it is necessary... If they got wind of our reunion, they'll be crawling all over the place!)" She whispered to him. "We should go on more dates!" She said purposely outloud.

Tatsuya shook his head and sighed. It didn't feel right to be walking around in the modern clothing, pretending to be someone else. For most part he didn't like leaving behind his jian. He had talked the girl into letting him carry his tonfa, considering that he can easily hide them in the pouch on his hoodie. She had explained that normal people don't go around carrying obvious weapons on them, but that didn't help him feel anymore comfortable. "(Wouldn't be faster if we cut through the alleys?)" He whispered at her.

"(Maybe, but normal people don't walk into dark alleys for innocent reasons.... Besides I feel like a ninja, hiding in plain sight and blending into the crowd!)" Katsumi whispered back, rubbing up against him to give the appearance of an intimate conversation. "Maybe later we can go to a love hotel..." She whispered this line in a stage whisper.

"Don't hotel rooms cost money?" Tatsuya asked. He didn't know what a love hotel was, but felt that Katsumi would hush if he tried to ask. Must be a cultural thing. "Didn't you spend most of our money on shopping. Atleast 52000 Yen?"

Katsumi flinched. "51,820 Yen exactly..." She said sighing. "You know, Tatsuyakun, you can really put a damper on a girl's fun."

"Sounds like you guys are out of money? So how do you think you'll be paying us?" Said a voice behind them.

Turning around, Tatsuya and Katsumi saw a grew of men dressed in the usual yakuza attire. With tattoos covering almost every part of their skin and a cigarette hanging from their mouths, they were quite intimidating. Some held pocket knives that they drew the blade with a flick of their wrists while others brandished guns.

"I don't understand, what are we suppose to be paying you for?" Tatsuya asked, reaching in his hoody's pockets.

"(Tatsuyachan, don't! These guys are yakuza! They have connections!)" Katsumi whispered to him.

"You look like trouble and we don't like trouble, but we're willing to forget ever seeing you... if you don't have any money, then we'll take your girlfriend." The leader said, licking his lips.

Katsumi bit her lip and began to shake. "(It's ok-)"

"I'm sorry, but that's something that I can't give you," Tatsuya said, looking defianately at the gangsters.

"You have balls, I'll give that much, but you made the wrong decision." Pointing their guns at Tatsuya and Katsumi, the thugs got ready to fire.

(ooc: Why can't I ever enter a city without getting attacked by thugs?)

(OOC: where will our characters meet? It could be nice if you can tell me the district or quarter. Maybe i'm asking too much bit i don't even remember in which Chinese city our charas were. Ok i'll wander around, finish the Yakuza gangstas if you want. I think eventually we'll meet ;) )

"Cannot you go slower agent Urzáiz, there will be many moments to run in the future, anyways" said the man behind her (looking like Altaďr from Assassin's Creed), not very happy with Rebekah's attitude. He wore an all black executive suit, except for his shirt which was white. He carried a black suitcase, loaded with weird devices and weapons. The personification of formality. "It's incredible we just met a few moments ago in the airport and now you carry me to Shibuya terminal, one of the most chaotic places on Earth...that's somewhat immature"

Rebekah stopped suddenly "So you want me to lend you my hand as if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, right?" a very sarcastic tone in her voice was very evident, as it was the hostile attitude she had for him. "Not in this life at least, Ibrahim". Rebakah was all dressed in white: White blouse, skirt, trench coat and boots. She also wore a pair of golden hued sunglasses. She carried a handbag with basic equipment

"That's not very professional from you agent, you are not acting as you should. Let's keep this professional and move, if you want, of course" Ibrahim answered. He was an emotionless guy, the epitome of reason and objectivity, but it was like an extreme condition of those and that drove Rebekah mad, in part because they weren't working yet.

She turned and continued not replying at him. Grrr!, i've had difficult time when other people before but this guy...i hope that at least is good when working . The crowd was dense not as much as at 9 am or 5pm, but crowded anyway. Now where did we were supposed to meet...Great i can't remember.

"Ok let's find a place to rest for a few minutes...i can tell you that some Japanese beers are of the highest quality..." She obviously said that to annoy Ibrahim who had Muslim origins.
"I do not like alcoholic brews, i thought i already had told you that" He didn't seem to be bothered by Rebekah's insinuation. "We must meet these friends of yours before anything else. The etiquette demands it".
"Sir, it is clear that your honor could not recognize a petty joke even if it hits thy face" Rebekah was mocking him, but Ibrahim acted in a cold way and just yawned.
"Meh...well let's get moving then i think is this way, c'mon Ibrahim..."

Thew walked rather fast not talking to each other until Ibrahim saw something that caught his attention. "Pay attention, agent there's a gang they are like threatening that young couple over there, like 100 meters (yards if you want) away"

"Uh Oh...those are Yakuza. We must be careful. Reload Ibrahim, just in case. They have pretty big guns on their own..."

"Reload...why?. So we're moving in to the fray?. We don't have any authorization to do that, Remember it agent" an incredulous Ibrahim, replied.

"Maybe, but as long as innocents are in danger we must help the them. That was my reason to join the agency, and now, not even the agency will stop me to do that. As the police isn't even here those guys lives are in real danger. Or you want them to die only because you're following orders?"

Ibrahim acted in an impassive way again. He didn't say anything and headed towards the yakuza "meeting place" before Rebekah.


Rebakah did the same too Hum, this guy's fast and at least knows how to react in these kind of situations

(OOC: now let's see how this situation "evolves" BTW don't worry my character already has a place to stay)

(Well I'm not sure of which street exactly)
Just a the yakuza men fired their guns, crouched, missing remarkably missing the shots.

Tatsuya pulled his tonfa out of his hoodie pocket as quickly as he could and striking a guy square in the jaw with a leaping movement. Kicking the him mid air, he landed and rolled, but was too stunned to do much else.

Katsumi drew a pair of folding fans from under her blouse and opened them. The sunlight glittered of the bladed edge of the unusual, custom made weapon. Nimbly squiring behind two of the men, she slashed out, striking at the hands and fingers, disarming them. Sweeping away the weapons she tumbled over to a couple more men to repeat the process.

Tatsuya followed after her and assualted the unarmed men. Randomly striking between the knees and elbows, he shattered the bones to hamper the thugs.

Soon the couple stood back to back, facing the remaining thugs.

"You know Tsutomusan won't like to hear we got into fight!" Katsumi said.

"I'll take the blame for it was my decision to engage them," Tatsuya said in return.

"Wanna play chase the demon?" Katsumi asked.

"Who will the first demon?" Tatsuya asked.

"I will!" Katsumi said running up to one of the thugs and doing a summersualt over him.

Before the thug could react, Tatsuya struck him in first the gut then the chin with his knees. Taking the man down, he assumed a defensive stance as he searched for Katsumi.

She popped up between two men, knocking their heads together hard enough to knock them out and running off.

Where ever Katsumi popped up, Tatsuya struck, always hitting one of the thugs instead. Katusmi luaghed and tuanted Tatsuya, as though they were playing a game.
(ooc: better up or else you might miss out in the fun!)

(OOC: As i have found you, don't worry about the street anymore. My character is not a fighter, she only fights if necessary, so i won't mind if you finish 'em ;) . On the other hand I'm so close i can't avoid helping you <_< ).

Ibrahim threw his suitcase and leapt in the air, grabbing the head of one of the yakuzas with both hands. He turned it to one side almost breaking the neck of the thug as he landed over his foe's back.

"You lack manners dude" shout Rebekah still behind him "First you must warn those that you will attack!" She paused and then said out loud to the remaining yakuza "Konnichi wa, guys. May i join the party?". She put her handbag aside.

In the meantime Ibrahim punched the belly of other guy twice. Then grabbed the guy's head with both hands, lowering it and hit his forehead with his knee. But he wasn't finished yet so Ibrahim threw an "spiking" kick to the guy's shin breaking his tibia and before the end, Ibrahim kicked him in the belly to finish him.

The yakuza were being so badly beaten by "Tatsuya", "Katsumi" and Ibrahim that no one of them really paid attention at Rebekah. Ok, i presume it can't be helped, so, here i go! . One of the yakuza just saw Rebekah coming and decided to face her. So Rebekah decided to run and in the final moment she slid. The thug didn't anticipate that and fell to the ground Oh, great! i've ruined a nice pair of boots
As Rebekah saw that the guy was trying to stand up again, she kicked him in the nape with her boot's heel. "Don't get up!" But the guy insisted once more "You'll regret this, dude..." She grabbed the guy by his hair. And as she saw Ibrahim was just watching her, because he had already finished the guys closest to him, she threw the guy at Ibrahim. He grabbed the guy's head between his legs and pulled his right arm so hard that he dislocated the yakuza's shoulder. Rebekah was just behind and while Ibrahim was still holding the guy she made her move: she grabbed the guy's leg and twisted it i a very bizarre way, so his knee ligaments just tore apart. The guy only screamed and didn't move anymore.

It was too much for two of the remaining yakuza when they saw their own companions being beaten in that way. They decided not to fight, just ran as fast as they could, mounted their motorcycles and fled from the fighting "stage" at top speed.

(OOC: I don't know if my character would be able to recognize Doragon and Hanako, she knows their surnames, but not how they look like. So if you introduce first)

As the yukuza men fled, Katsumi looked at her bloodied school uniform and sighed. "Ah man, I just this! I'm going to have to bleach this!"

Tatsuya shook his head as he returned his tonfa to his hoody's pocket and turned to face the new arrivals. "It seems we cross paths again, Uráiz Rebekah. Who is your companion?" He said, bowing before them.

"Boobz?! Long time, no see!" Katsumi said, perking up. "Who this guy? Your boyfriend?" She playfuly nudged Rebekah with her elbow.

Tatsuya lightly slapped Katsumi on the back of the head. "Forgive her, she has become smittened with that nick name." Cocking his head to the side. "Of course, you don't recongize us. I am Tatsuya for the time being and this Katsumi."

A phone ringed, the ring tone being some reconizeable anime theme song. "Oh, that must be Tsutomusan!" Katsumi said, pulling a pink cell phone with a black black, upturned heart on it. "Hay, Tsutomusan- I know we're late, but the yakuza kinda got in our way! . . . Well we kinda did fight, but it was other fight or you'll oneesan wouldn't be a virgin any more . . . I wish, but he's a rather dedicate monk. Anyways we've met Boobz and it looks like she has a guy friend. Looks like you lucked ou- I was just kidding; I know about your thing for that Lei Fang gir- Gawd! Where's you're sense of humor! No girl's going to date you if you snap at them every time they tease you! No, I haven't forgetton the importance of coming here . . . We're on our way." Closing the cell phone, she sighed and wrapped her arm around Tatsuya's. "I would like to stay and chat, but we need to get going! Tsutomusan is going to kill us if we don't hurry."

Tatsuya nodded and started to walk away. "Are you coming?" He said, looking back.

(OOC: I like the attitude of this girly Hanako...but i don't think Rebekah will)

"It was a wise decision for those yakuza to leave" said Ibrahim, coldly, to Rebekah.
"I also think so. They looked tough, but these guys (pointing at Katsumi and Tatsuya) could have defeated them on their own"

"And you are?...i think we haven't been introduced to each other..." Rebekah recognized something in Tatsuya's voice and actions but didn't know what. BTW is OOR-ZAH-EEZ, smartass.
Ibrahim was about to ask why did those guys know Rebekah's name, which was supposed to be secret, but Rebekah gestured him not to interfere, so he decided to stay quiet, at least for the moment.

Rebekah raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes, before slapping her own forehead "It seems like they let any fancy pants, stuffed bras and air heads come to Tokyo, these days". Ibrahim was shocked by the confidence of these strangers, but his face didn't change at all, he thought that it could be better for them to leave.

Nickname for who?! For Her? Ha ha, not even in her dreams. Rebekah didn't say anything she just listened

The expression of Rebekah's eyes changed out of a sudden. "So you're...you!. Now everything's clear. I see your outfits aren't original, you just seem to come out from a freak convention" She looked directly to Katsumi's eyes.

Ibrahim realized that maybe these bizarre characters were the friends of Rebekah but he just thought Now i see why did they send me to help out this poor soul.
Rebekah continued "Ok you already know me, but i wish one of you don't... anyway this gentleman over here is my partner and fiancé Ibrahim Al-Mahatel, and he owns half of the United Arab Emirates so he's quite rich as you may suppose". It was clear that Rebekah was joking as she winked an eye to Ibrahim. But he didn't get the message and so interrupted in a very ceremonious way: "If you excuse me, Miss Urzáiz". Then he talked to Katsumi and Tatsuya "Dear people i have just met, i must tell you that Miss Urzáiz is not 100% correct. I do not know why did she say that i am her fiancé, even she knows that is not true. Besides even though the first name is correct the last name is not" Ibrahim didn't reveal his last name. "I am not rich, i am from Oman not from the Emirates, and i do not own anything in that country".
Rebekah slapped her forehead again and sighed in a very audible way "Ohh gawd!! You're amazing, dude".

Immediately the phone ringed

What another freaks came with them?!. Don't tell me it is that brat from China: Nezumi... Rebekah kept that comment for her.

This was too much even for Ibrahim who raised an eyebrow. Rebekah just giggled.

You're so mature, Hanako, and that quality is only surpassed by your wisdom... Rebekah thought in a most sarcastic way.

"Well we've some time to spare, as Ibrahim is a most boring person" said Rebekah. "I have no intention to stay all day in our place. And even though I have been here 3 times before, Tokyo's huge so there's always something new to do and i haven't visited some districts . Besides it's Ibrahim's first time here, so it would be nice for him to explore a bit and, just in case, he must follow me so he'll come too. "

Rebekah wasn't sure why she accepted the invitation...maybe this Tsutomusan, wasn't Nezumi and was indeed a raging monster. But she was curious by nature and wanted to know more about these people.

"'K Boobz, come along," Katsumi said, skipping along. "Come on Tatsuya, cheer up a little. If you be so somber all the time all time, you'd bring every one else down including me and we'd have a problem if that happened!" When he did respond, Katsumi gigling and looked at Tatsuya seriously. There was sincere worry in her eyes. "Are you okay?"

"What?" Tatsuya said, unaware of what she said. "I was lost in thought." He was thinking about what he learned while in the monastary. She had told him the truth and it disturbed him. He felt that his past was stolen from him when he lost his memories and realized that he lost someone important to him, but could not remember who. He could guess that it wasn't Hanako since they were reunited, but it felt as though the person he lost was once very close too, closer than Hanako could ever wish to be.

"You know you drift off alot; it scares me," Katsumi whispered, laying her head on his shoulder. "I know that it must be hard to accept it, but it is as it is."

Tatsuya didn't reply. He could see how she felt and didn't want to worry her with his thoughts. The rest of the way, neither spoke.

As they winded their way around the streets, they eventually discovered a large house that stood out from the others. A pregnant woman sat in the garden, gardening. Spotting them as they drew near, she got up quietly and bowed.

Katsumi let of Tatsuya and bowed before the woman. "We're home 'mother', and we've brought guests." She said formally, speaking with seemingly no emotion.

"I've heard from you're little brother and have already set the table up for them," the pregnant woman replied. "You better hurry before you're 'father' gets angry." Walking to the door, she disapeared with in the house.

"[i]We mustn't keep father waiting," She said, leading Tatsuya inside. Removing her pennyloafers, she walked down a hall way and turned at a corner. From there Tatsuya could here her and the woman's voices rise in idle gossip.

Removing his own tennis shoes, he walked down the hall. Entering a living room, he walked over to an overstuffed soafa and sat down.

"Pinky", seriously, you must do something with that empty space where your brain should be. Maybe a parking lot could do it nice there.

Rebekah and Ibrahim followed them. Rebekah always liked to explore new environments without being interrupted in her thoughts. Ibrahim didn't like to talk, at least not when it wasn't necessary. But something stirred inside Rebekah's mind.

She tried not to speak in a loud way, in part because Katsumi and Tatsuya weren't speaking. "Ibrahim i know we've just met a few hours ago, so i feel the necessity to apologize for dragging you in to this"
"Nevermind, agent, as you said it could be nice to explore the city and this is a nice chance know better each other"
"God!. Ibrahim that sounded horrible and corny...By the way, now that you are being so outspoken, may i ask you something?"
"You can ask me anything, but i am in my right to answer you or not"
"Ok...Why are you so serious?, i know we barely know each other. You act in that way because you're trying to be polite? Also i know that we're supposed to be here but we aren't, yet, in real duty. I will say this openly to you: i don't like to have a partner for more than one mission and, even less, one that i didn't met before. It seems like i'm being underestimated by my superiors who think i can't complete my job on my own." Rebekah ended her phrase and thought: In other words i don't like you.
"Well, agent, i act in this way because it is correct. So, do not expect a change in the future. When i was very young i suffered a severe trauma in my head and it affected the way i express the most common emotions. I must remind you that i was sent here with two main goals. The first is to be like some sort of "reminder" about your duties within our organization. The second is to evaluate your performance. I feel that i must inform you that your behavior has not been the most appropriate. In duty or out of duty you must behave in the most appropriate way, always" He was about to say the same about Katsumi, but it wasn't nothing of his business so he said nothing.

As they were distracted talking to each other Rebekah and Ibrahim didn't notice that they had already reached their destination.
"Whew! nice house!" said Rebekah, who enjoyed the traditional architecture of it. She was about to take a pic, but Ibrahim said no with his head, so Rebekah decided not to take it, a bit disappointed because the house and garden were beautiful for her.

As Ibrahim and Rebekah saw the pregnant woman, Katsumi and Tatsuya entering the house they felt that maybe it was better to stay out at least until formally introduced and received by their hosts.

"I think it would be better if we stay out of the house for a while, or at long as this meeting ends" said Ibrahim. He thought it was the most sensate way to act.

"I think just the same man. I don't expect a warm welcome from these guys"

(ooc: Now that we're inside, the aliases shall be temporarily dropped.)
The pregnant woman, who had introduced herself as Aiko, saw that that Rebekah and Ibriham were still outside. "Aren't you're guest coming in?"

"I would say it be better if they stayed out, but I'm afraid that if the mouse is speaking the truth, then they would be safer inside," said a man, around 20 years in age, with a shaggy head of blonde hair and bandages wrapped around his eyes. A seeing eye dog stood beside him, sniffing curious in the direction of Doragon. The man sniffed the air and turned his head towards Doragon. "You partically don't smell familiar, but you smell just like the cat, so I assume you're the dragon. It's been three years. I feel that I should introduce myself and in that cas, Inuji. The oldest of Long's children."

"I shall bring them in before the Tiger Troops come by," said Aiko, walking outside. "Come my children, you are welcomed in our home. The table has been set for you, please come in."

"Where's Nezumi?" Hanako asked, looking around.

"The mouse is in his cage. He wishes not to be disturbed as he works." Inuji simply said. "Quite odd for him to invite you and then not greet you."

"We need him if we are to discuss the next move," Doragon said. Looking down at the floor. "It is essential for his insight for any plans to be made.

"We'll I'll be up once the guests are here. I hope that Hanakochan has been behaving herself while she was at the monastary." Nezumi's voice said through an intercom, hidden among the funiture.

"She has . . . Did you install this, Nezumisan?" Doragon said looking around a little uncomfortable.

"No, Dr. Long did, this was his house after all."

"I see," Doragon said, uncomfortable. Please hurry, he thought as he searched the room for the intercom.

"My name's Rebekah, and the man on my side is Ibrahim. We're glad to meet you. Please forgive our rudeness, we thought you were prepared to receive Katsumi and Tatsuya only" said Rebekah bending her upper body.

Rebekah raised her body again. "It seems like nowadays not every Japanese honors his ancestors with their traditional hospitality" She whispered at Ibrahim's ear.

Rebekah didn't like this guy from the very beginning so she couldn't resist the irony "Nice to meet you too Inuji. I just hope that you can bite besides barking" She smirked in a sarcastic way to him.

Rebekah realized that the names of the animals they were using matched with the names of Dr. Long's children Is this woman talking about Torako's men? It seems most likely.... Again she whispered to Ibrahim "Hey Ibrahim, you loaded your firearm when we were about to face the Yakuza, right? Maybe we'll need to use it later so stand by"

"Domo Arigato Mrs. Aiko. We really appreciate your hospitality" Rebekah bent her upper body again and was about to tell Ibrahim to do the same but he was doing it already.

Both Ibrahim and Rebekah removed their shoes and left them outside the main door. Then they moved in inside the house.
"Some food at last. I was starving" said Rebekah trying not to be heard .
"It seems like the rumours are true then" replied Ibrahim.
"Which rumours?"
"Well, that you eat more than you should. As an advice that is not good. You could develop health problems later in life. But i am guessing, if you eat that much, why are you so thin?"
"First: What and how much I eat is my business only. Second i have a very active life so the extra calories are burnt quickly"
"Anyways even if you work out too hard, if we consider your caloric ingestion you could not be as thin as you are. I think that you have a metabolic disorder or that the extra calories must be accumulating...well, i don't know where"
"That's silly. It's quite clear that you have no idea about what you are talking about".

Then Rebekah heard the conversation in the other room while she and Ibrahim were on their way to the table.

"Will this brat ever relax?. Anyway i can't believe he moved out from his hideout in China" She didn't kept this comment for herself and it was intentional.

Rebekah didn't thought she was that important Which guests? Us? or is anyone else coming

(ooc: Well Nezumi was reffering to you, but I guess I forgot the general flow of the RP.... though'll it'll be intresting to add some characters, though mostly short lived generics.)

Shortly after Rebekah and Ibraham entered, two suspicious looking figures entered the house unseen and made their way to the living room. Each was similiarly dressed in concealing clothing made many physical traits hard to determine.

Doragon was amazed, but not exactly suprised by their entrance. He had felt their presence as they approached. In fact was slightly amused by their rather mysterious appearance. They have something to keep secret. He thought. It wasn't the most unique thought, but it was general thought that they seemed to give.

Hanako on the other hand was rather was overly fascinated by their appearance. "Wow! What's with the disguise? I heard that ninjas still existed, but I thought they would come up with a less obvious disguise than this! Anybody could tell that you were trying to hide your true identities!" She walked in circles around them, criticizing there dress at every possible corner and possibly making them feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hanakosan, do you mind leaving my guests alone?" Nezumi said over an intercom.

"What happened to 'Oneesan'? Don't you think of me as your older sister any more?" She said, pretending to pout. "You don't love me anymore!" She began to mockingly cry, producing tears rather easily.

The lack of response from Nezumi could be read as his sign of disaproval, but it was uncertain. Nezumi seemed to appear from the shadows, his entrance was from hidden area. "What have you learned?"

The two figures looked at one another and nodded. One of them stepped forward, speaking in a monotone computer generated voice. "The lady has shown intrest of learning that Doragon has returned, but is for most unaware of his where abouts through the last month. She originally believed he was in China, but her confidence has grown faint and is considering he has moved since the last spotting. She has broadenned the search area and eventually start searching Japan. The soldiers are ordered to bring him back alive, but grants permission to kill everyone else invovled. She is planning to expand from the use of the tiger troops to the use of her yakuza connections along with the stalkers. The longer the search will take, the more innocent individuals will be invovled."

"I see, that may be a problem. She'll no doubt will swarming this area first. In that case, we need to act," Nezumi said, sighing. "Where are the current locations of Hebichi and Ushimaru?"

"Hebichi has been spotted haunting Kyoto while Ushimaru is currently resting in japanese the country side," said another one of the figures in the same monotone voice.

"The fact they're in Japan means that may have taken iniative and now lay in wait." Nezumi nodded. Bowing before the figures, he waved them away. "You may return now."

The figures bowed and left the same way they entered.

"Mouse, did those spies of yours just say that bitch is going to poke her nose around her?" Inuji said with a low growl.

"Indeed, but no worries. Just pretend to know nothing an-" Nezumi began, but Injuji cut him off.

"The last time she came around, she plucked my eyes out and didn't know shit about where you were! What about now! What about Aiko, you good for nothing lab rat! Like hell I'll just play dumb! Maybe if I rat you out, she would spare her!" Inuji said, unconciously raising his voice.

"That's unlikely. Her twisted mind doesn't work that way. She doesn't spare anybody, especially other women. By betraying us, you will only doom us both," Nezumi said calmly, his eyes flashing with controled anger.

"Inuji, Nezumi, please calm down. We have guests!" Aiko said, trying to return her home to peaceful order to no use.

"Silence," Doragon said in a near whisper first, but when nobody he heard him he repeated himself louder with more force. "SILENCE!"

Everybody's attention was drawn to Doragon.

"I fear, that she is after me and by hiding I will put the lives of innocent souls at risk. In order to prevent this I will then face her, alone," He said, emphasizing the last word.

"W-what!" Hanako was the first react. "You can't! She'll kill you!"

"If I die, I will make sure that she dies with me," he said confidently.

"Fool, do you know how well she is protected! You'll die for nothing!" Nezumi said, "Now if we bid our time and move carefully, then we should be able to catch her defenseless and-"

"How many people will die in the progress?" Doragon said in return. "I must fix the mistake Dr. Long made. I am sure that is my destiny!"

"Destiny? Are you that big a fool?" Hanako said, real tears falling down cheeks. "Do you actually think it is destiny for you to run off like an idiot and get yourself killed? Do you?"

"My dreams-" Doragon tried to defend himself.

"You mean those nightmares of yours? What you saw already happened and don't tell them history repeats itself, becuase I can't loose you again!" Hanako cried. "You damn fool, don't you ever think how others feel?" Turning, she ran off and a bed room door could be heard slamming shut.

Desperate Doragon looked to Inuji and Aiko, but didn't find any support.

"As much as I hate having that around, I don't like thinking about what the cat is going to do when she learns you're dead, again," Inuji said, turning away with his seeing eye dog.

"Give it up Doragon, dying a martyr won't change anybody's opion," Nezumi said.

(OOC: Do as you want, don't care that much about my opinions. I appreciate your interest but remember that you've got the initiative so if you want to create or not new characters it's your choice. BTW there will be action soon?)

Ninjas? I knew they existed! said Rebekah in her mind, surprised by their unexpected visit. "I dislike this situation, agent Urzáiz. Do you think these people need us?"
"I don't know Ibrahim, but it could be better to get more info before answering your question"
"Understood, agent but i must remember you that everything must be reported to the headquarters"
"Suit yourself, Ibrahim, if that's your duty, do it, you don't need to tell me that"

Geez, this gal has grown more immature since the last time i met her...must be that ridiculous pink hair

Agreed, absolutely. When Hanako started to act, it was too much for Rebekah. Aww, c'mon don't make me puke, sis...she thought as she rolled her eyes.
Ibrahim was lost and didn't know what to think.

Rebekah heard what the ninjas had to say. As more and more info was revealed she felt more end more uncomfortable. This lady must be Torako. she's acting in a very bold way now. She seems to think that the goal justifies the methods employed.... Ibrahim interrupted Rebekah's thoughts as he whispered to her "So i presume this is bigger than i thought. This lady they are talking about must punished, the death of the innocent people must not be tolerated. But in any case we are not law enforcers, but i presume we would help to stop this madness"
Rebekah agreed with Ibrahim and nodded. They paid attention at the remaining information the ninjas released.

Rebekah frowned as she heard that those guys were here in Japan. You won't be as lucky as you were the last time we met, Hulk.. Rebekah watched in an intrigued and somewhat incredulous way as the Ninjas left the place. Ibrahim as usual expressed no emotion, he just sighed.

Then as Nezumi and Inuji started to argue she could feel as the tension between them increased.

I guess this explains why this guy seems to trust no one, and why he acts like a grumpy old man...but in some way i regret the way i talked to him a few moments ago. Clearly his suffering is still within his heart and he hasn't forgiven his attackers nor those who didn't help him. Then Nezumi's apparently wise words and externally calm appearance surprised her. I can't believe someone that looks his age could behave in that way.

As Doragon shout, both Rebekah and Ibrahim's attention, as anyone else's, was obviously drawn to Doragon.

Rebekah was about to say something, but Hanako reacted first. Then as Nezumi was also involved she decided to keep her comments for herself. I think they're right. It couldn't make any sense for Doragon to risk his life for nothing...What if he fails, Torako will continue to kill innocent people no matter what. . Ibrahim felt more and more uncomfortable as he realized that people's feelings were deeply involved in this discussion.

Rebekah soon realized that Hanako was shook by Doragon's words. And this was confirmed when she ran off. But also she didn't seem to fully understand Doragon's situation. In any case for Rebekah, Doragon's dreams required a more careful interpretation...they had clues about the past, but it isn't safe to use them to plan the future.

Rebekah spoke in low voice to Ibrahim: "We have a quite difficult situation here Ibrahim. This is not like the situations we've been trained. This involves interpersonal relations. Maybe being involved in this wasn't the best option, but as long as innocent people is in danger, i can't stay passive"
"There is always potential danger when someone gains power, miss Urzáiz. The powerful have crushed the non-powerful and that's the sad history of the mankind, everywhere you see. It's our duty to change it as much as possible...that's why we must help to stop these kind of abuse, no matter if it comes from a dictator, from DOATEC, from this woman, Torako or from anyone else".

Doragon sighed, he knew he lost the discussion, "Forgive, I sometimes act without thinking about the feelings of others. What it is your plan."

"Well, I fear that Inuji has a point, by keeping you here, we would not only put the residents in danger, Torako's men might start doing snooping discover my research. That is something that I can not risk. I suggest scratching up enough to stay in some cheap hotels and rotate from one to another from night to night to prevent being tracked down for the mean time. I see I can not deny the invitable, be destiny or just your stubbornness, so I feel we would have the upper hand by chosing the battle ground," Nezumi explained. "Ever since the destruction of the Tritower, there has been rumors of a fifth Dead or Alive fighting competition, al though one of rumored locations took place on a little island called New Zack Island. The tournament turned out be a hoax designed by a former competitor inwhich invited the female fighters of the last competition to his island for two weeks. The island has sunk into the ocean when its formely dormant valcano errupted. However, by creating a fake tournament with you as the special guest, that would no doubt draw the attention of her and her men. Hopefully, she wouldn't want to risk failure, and will come herself possibly in escort of Hebichi and Ushimaru. In that case, we'll need to distract the unwanted guests and lead the prey into a trap; an area that has been teraformed in favor of your fighting capabilities. It will also need to hamper her none the less so that even if she rages, she won't have fighting stance."

"Clever plan, mouse, but there's a single problem: how are you going to do that?" Inuji said, scratching the head of his seeing eye dog.

"Indeed this plan seems rather expensive, I doubt that Dr. Long has left enough money to fund this," Doragon said nodding his head.

"Well, let's say I have connections; pull the right strings, ask the right people and find the right place, I can make this work," Nezumi said confidently. "I will need to study your martial discipline, but I think can wait . . . You someone an apology; Hell has no fury like a woman's scorn, or so I hear."

Doragon simply nodded his head. Aiko lead him to the room that Hanako had retreated to and entered the room.

Once Doragon had disapeared, Nezumi looked at Rebekah and Ibraham and said, "Well, Uráizsama, I see that you show some interest in our affairs. Do think you can possibly help in any way?"

(ooc: Well, Doragon is currently out of the picture, but only to focus on the current situation, I might cut back to them later. I doubt Doragon is going to do anything that would put a love scene warning, if you haven't guessed so by Hanako's conversation on the phone.. ^_^)

(OOC: but sex sells!...He He i'm just kidding)

Rebekah was impressed by little Nezumi's plans for the fake DOA5 tournament but agreed with Inuji: it seemed to be very complicated to do, even for a big organization. If these people managed to get all in place, no one knew how Torako could react and if she would, involuntarily of course, help them.

As she saw Doragon leaving for joining Hanako, Rebekah couldn't resist it: "Cover your ears Ibrahim because it seems like this situation could turn wild!...poor Doragon" she laughed but not too loud. Ibrahim didn't understand.

Rebekah stretched her arms up her head as much as she could, closed her eyes and bent her neck left to right, like someone that was just waking up. "Ahm, What did you say?" she tried to sound like she wasn't paying attention, just waiting for Nezumi's reaction. But suddenly she said "I'm just kidding...Man, most people here have no sense of humour. So maybe i'll stop it now" She paused for a second "Anyways back to the business at hand. To be honest, i thought this meeting had nothing to do with serious stuff. Clearly i was wrong, but i don't regret coming here. If it was within my possibilities to help it was my duty be here. Now, what kind of help are you looking for?. My division is rather busy, as it is involved not only searching DOATEC's information, but also with other corrupt entities, including subversive movements and national governments. I won't receive new orders from my superiors until the next week. Maybe if i pull the appropriate strings i would help you to get very valuable high tech equipment: drugs, chemical substances, non lethal weapons, etc" Rebekah knew that the geekish guys at the lab could do almost anything if appropriately teased: I hate to abuse of my charms, but one has to do what has to do. "Now if you need economic help, just ask for it. As our profession is a high risk one we're rather well paid. So it's very difficult for a bank to deny us something. I will try to get a bit more support from my superiors. I'll them expose this situation to them and, if the plan seems to be safe enough, maybe they will help, even though criminal capture isn't the main goal of the agency. So, Nezumi, I'll need you to tell me every detail of your plan, the more detailed. the best and how do you think you could complete it".
Just before Nezumi could say something Ibrahim replied "I must apologize for this interruption, but, miss Urzáiz, what makes you think you'll get support?. As you already mentioned we are pretty busy in other affairs"
"I never said i'll get any support, Ibrahim, i just said that i'll try. This is a fair cause, many lives could be in danger. I lose nothing for trying, but if this works we could win so much". Ibrahim didn't interrupt anymore. maybe he understod tha situation. He and Rebekah waited for Nezumi's reply.

"Well, considering that you're organization is in search of DOATEC's ugly little, past I can promise some information I can get. Dr. Long has some connections with them after all, though the main requirements right now is for a place in which this trap will be set, somewhere isolated, hopefully, but an island on its own will surely be too much to ask... maybe, just maybe, if there were an location devoid of human life that would be greatly helpful. However, the plan is risky since it will require the assistance of innocent participants, most prefferably the original contenders, but that would mean we would have to make it public knowledge . . . there many key factors that will be determined once the trap is constructed. Funding is the imediate goal and resources if you could acquire those, we will be able to work futher." Nezumi said, nodding his head.

Aiko returned and said to no one specifically, "Hanako has calmed down, but I fear that she proposes another problem. She wants to help."

"Yes, I made a mistake in not telling Doragon to keep this plan secret from her," Nezumi said sighing. "However it is invitable and I hope Doragon can deal with her on his own. I have no time to scold spoiled children. I fear you may have overstayed your welcome and you should be getting home. If you have an e-mail address, I can keep you up to date with the plan. However, I must ask you to keep in mind that what happened here was nothing more than a few guests coming over for dinner. What was discussed is nothing more than simple gossip and the all that happened was nothing out of the norm." Bowing his head, turned about and walked away, disapearing into the dark hallway that lead from the living room.

Aiko lead them out and bowed. "Thank you for sharing dinner with us. I hope to you will visit us in the future."