Prince of Thieves ->Mission

[GunStar]

Name: Prince of Thieves
Rank: “C”
IIC Length: ---
Difficulty: Medium
Objective:
Description: Three rich burgers have complained about an increase in thievery. On three consecutive nights, each of these burgers, in turn, has seen tens of thousands of ryo disapear from their vaults, only to be replaced with a cryptic note. Some preliminary analysis has shown thrat these notes were all done in the same handwriting. Such a remakrable thief, to strike three difficult targets in such a short time period, has been dubbed the Prince of Thieves. His fame seems to be stirring something in the nation... If he is not brought to justice, the rate of crim may rise out of control.
Reward: 10,000 Ryo

Harumi

The Yuki weather had warmed considerably since the cold depths of winter, but even with the added sun it was still pretty cold. Snow littered the landscape in patches, and small areas of green grass were beginning to peek through. Kira and I walked silently down a dirt path in the woods, taking care to tread carefully. The warm weather made being outside in Yuki bearable, but it also meant a lot of the larger, more dangerous animals were also highly active and hungry to boot. 

Following Kira's lead, we were currently engaged in a hunt for a thief who had a robbing vaults overnight. It might seem weird that we were looking for him during the day, but if we were going to stay one step ahead of the thief, we would have to be active when the thief was not. There was a chance it would be easy money for us to make, which would be very helpful, however catching the thief could be a dangerous endeavor. A certainty began gaining ground in my heart that we would find out very soon.

"Are you gonna be mad at me forever?" Kira asked of me, breaking the silence of our boots crunching through the patchy snow.
"Is it possible for us to not talk right now?" I asked of him, keeping my voice and face as emotionless as possible.
"Absolutely not." Kira responded. "We need to finally talk about this, so we can move on and work together to get past it."
"We're already working on getting past it." I said, refusing to look his way.

Kira let out an audible sigh. "I'm sorry Umi." Obviously he was trying to sweeten me up by using a nickname I hadn't allowed him to speak in such a long time.
"Sorry?" I asked, the pent up emotions finally getting loose. "You're sorry." I turned to him, not realizing my fists were clenched and trembling. "Do you realize what you have done? We are indebted to a psycho and for what? Training? A nice house to live in? Food? Warmth? You made a decision for the both of us and we're still trying to unfuck ourselves because of it."

An awkward silence set in for a brief moment. It felt really good getting all of the emotion off of my chest, but I knew I couldn't leave him buried in my anger or it would distract him for the rest of the mission. I turned and looked at him.
"I forgive you Kira." His features brightened up.
"Really Umi?"
"Yes really, but you better fix all of this or I'll unforgive you. Got it?" He looked at me with a cheerful smile.
"Hell yeah!"

Kira's head snapped forward and the smile drained from his face, destroying our moment in the process. Looking at him for a brief moment I could tell something was amiss. He gestured for me to be quiet with one hand and pointed to the bend in the path ahead of us. It was then that I heard the quick and almost silent movements taking place out sight in the treeline. I realized almost a split second too late that Kira and I were solely focused on this distraction before us, when we should have been observant of our surroundings. I heard two boots crunch into the patchy snow directly behind me before I fell forward to the ground as darkness overwhelmed my senses.

[GunStar]

Kira

Waking up in a confined space, with your wrists and ankles bound together in chains and a bag over your head is definitely not the best way to wake up. My body was tight and aching from laying on cold stone, which told me I'd been unconscious for a few hours at the very least. The damp, moldy stench told me that I was most likely underground in a cellar of some kind. And yet, I wasn't worried for myself at all. My thoughts were all focused on Harumi. If they've harmed her, I'll kill them all!

The loud metallic moan of a heavy door grinding on it's hinges as it opened was accompanied by the sound of heavy foot steps approaching where I lay on the floor.
"I see you're awake finally." A familiar rough and deep toned voice said loudly, his voice echoing in the confined space. The cloth bag over my head was pulled off, revealing the dimly lit small cell I was being held in.
"Well isn't this some bullshit?" I asked of my captor, a wide grin spread across my face.
"What's got you so happy kid?" The huge muscular man asked of me, a similar grin plastered on his face.

"Just a bit tired I suppose.... Do me a favor and untie me already?" I asked, feigning confidence.
"Sure thing." He replied, surprising the hell out of me. I tried to keep the shock from flooding my features but I'm sure it slipped out because the mohawked guy before me chuckled loudly.
"I'm sure you're a bit surprised, but our orders were to apprehend you until things were set up for you and your sister. Now that the preparations have been made, I can untie you as long as you will cooperate in the immediate future."
"I will cooperate, so long as my sister's well being can be confirmed, of course." I answered him, holding out my wrists for him to undo my bindings.

He withdrew a key and unlocked the chains binding my wrists and ankles together.
"Let us go meet with the rest of the family. It is time you discovered what hangs in the balance for you." Once he finished speaking he turned his back to me and began to lead me out of my small cell and out into a much brighter room that forced me to shield my eyes. Stumbling along after the huge guy my eyes slowly adjusted, revealing the next shock in line for me.

"Hello Kira." Harumi said to me as she lounged comfortable on a large red satin couch, with tremendous soft looking cushions. "About time." She said nonchalantly. Arrayed behind her were the three men that attacked the caravan Harumi and I had been tasked with protecting a few weeks back. They were busy with various tasks at the moment, no doubt up to no good.  The big guy motioned them to him and began speaking to them in a hushed whisper. "Sit with me." Harumi instructed with an intense gaze. Reading her demeanor, I walked over to her and sat down, sinking into the plush cushioning.  "You're about to be shocked a bit, so prepare yourself." She whispered into my ear softly.
"Yeah, that's been happening a lot today." I whispered back.
"Alright," the big guy interrupted, "It's time to get started."

[GunStar]

Harumi

I could see the anticipation on Kira's face. Clearly he was expecting bad news, something we had become very familiar with during the course of our short lives. Burying myself into the plush cushions, I found Kira's hand and intertwined my fingers into his. This was big news. Just then the huge gentleman started talking.

"So...." he started with his gruff voice, "we have already spoken to your sister about this. There are certain similarities between me and my brothers, which you and your sister also share. More specifically, how you and your sister are able to merge into one being." Kira's grip tightened on my hand and he glanced over at me with a cocked eyebrow, accusation alive in his features. I rolled my eyes back at him, as if to say I didn't tell them a thing. "Actually," the man continued, interrupting our silent conversation, "we are your blood relatives. You are our little brother and sister."

Kira gave me a skeptical look before speaking. "Well shit guys, that's such outstanding news!" He exclaimed sarcastically. "Are we all rich and immortal too?" He asked, his sarcasm reaching an all time high.
"Calm down!" I hissed. "Don't be an ass, just listen."
"You believe this crap?" He asked, truly surprised. "What did they tell to make you believe them? Or are you just naive?"
"Father told me himself." I responded, my voice barely louder than a whisper.

It was ironic to me how my quietest words had a habit of silencing Kira the easiest.
"Father told me." I repeated, louder this time so it would sink in faster.
"Father is... alive?" Kira asked.
"He was just here actually. He left about an hour ago, but he said he would be back soon."
Kira turned to the four men who had decided to not interfere in our conversation for the first time.

"Well now that we're past the rough part, how about some introductions?" The big guy said with a hearty chuckle. "My name is Hideki, and the skinny guy over there who's acting like he doesn't care about shit is Hitoshi. He's my twin if you couldn't tell by looking at us." I could tell with Kira's silence he was struck with solid disbelief. Hideki and Hitoshi couldn't look any more different, with Hideki looking like a solid chunk of mountain and Hitoshi looking like he was a breeze you would forget as soon as you felt it's gentle caress. Their differences didn't stop there, as Hideki had black hair fashioned into a mohawk and a shortened mustache. Hitoshi had long blond hair and reddish pink eyes. He seemed uncomfortable with the attention on him, shifting his center of weight from one foot to the other.

"The other two," he said gesturing to the two men over his left shoulder, "are Kei and Ken. They don't talk much and look exactly the same, but if you wanna be able to tell the difference just remember: Ken keeps his hair long, Kei likes his hair short." I watched as Kira absorbed all of the information, seeming like he might overload at any moment. Then a calmness washed over his features and I knew he had found a mental path.
"Cool." Kira said calmly. "Nice to meet you all. But now that we're done with the introductions, do you mind telling me what it is you want with us?"