2   Arrested Developments

Tina's boobs in handcuffs?

     Pulling her rumpled nightshirt tighter around her
  chest, she blinked and tried to remember what happened
  after that.  As hard as she tried, it always came back to
  that black hole in what should have been a critical part
  of her evening.  There were lots of drinks, a few noisy
  patrons, fowl-smelling cigarette smoke hanging heavily in

Gotta hate cigarette smoke that smells like poultry...

     The bar.  The reason she was there had more to do
  with caution than celebration.  She shook her head and
  blew out a deep breath.  They had ducked into the bar to
  make certain they weren't being followed.  When Steven
  told her to just act natural, she naturally tried to
  drink the place dry.

Heh.

  barely touched the one she insisted he have.  In any
  case, it wasn't easy getting him home.  He kept passing
  out.  She almost ended up throwing him over her shoulder.

Better than him throwing up over her shoulder.

  Eventually, one unearthly screech worked its way free as
  the girl scrambled on all fours down the hall towards the
  nearest exit.

Doesn't handle stress well, that one...poor Tae-chin...

     Sheepishly, the man eyed the mess.  "A person in my
  business can't be too careful."  He blinked and shook his
  head like he was trying to clear his vision.  "I think...
  I think I got up too fast."  His eyes rolled back in his
  head and he collapsed with a loud 'thud' in the middle of
  Tina's formally clean laundry.

Which is now informally dirty.

     "There," Aoi said with a pained smile, "I knew she
  had a reasonable explanation."
     "You believe her?" Kaoru asked.
     "Of course not.  However, I am certain she believes
  what she told us is the truth and that is almost as good
  as the truth itself."

*SNRK*

     Miyabi, however, shook her head.  "Whatever the
  case, he's here now and we need to deal with that.  First
  of all, where is the weapon he used on Miss Taeko?"
     Tina pulled it out of the waistband of her shorts
  and held it up.  "Got it right here," she said with
  pride.

O_o;;

     "Please be careful with that," Miyabi said.
     "Oh, come on, Miss Manager.  I'm an American.  We
  know how to handle guns.  It's in our genes."  As if to
  prove her claim, she struck a Lupin-like pose and winked
  at Kaoru.

Misfire accident in 2...1...

     The entire room, minus the unconscious Steve, jumped
  when the pistol discharged towards the ceiling.

*smirk*

     "A police investigation would surely mention Lady
  Aoi.  That would cause embarrassment to the Sakuraba
  Group.  We must avoid that at all costs."

Ever the pragmatic one, that Miyabi...

     "Karousama, please tell me you moved Mr. Hunter to

Kaoru-sama, maybe?

     "Yes, headquarters where she will be interrogated--"
     "Questioned," the other man corrected.
     "Questioned, yes.  Only questioned, nothing else.
  No beating, torture, or hot things shoved up her--"

XD

     "Whenever the police deal with a gaijin, they always
  ask to see the gaijin's alien registration card first.
  And if they take a gaijin into custody, they hang on to
  the card to discourage the prisoner from escaping."  She
  paused to look at the solid door in front of her.  "These
  men didn't even ask about her card."
     "Do you suspect...," Aoi gasped as she gripped
  Kaoru's arm.
     "I don't know but I have a very bad feeling about
  this," Miyabi replied.

No kidding...

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