A.N: I'm writing again! LOL, I actually was in school when a friend of mine and I were talking and I got this idea. I hope for it to be different, and not seem like a rip-off of one of Cloud van Dyk's stories...which it wouldn't be anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't not own Haruka or Michiru. I own the plot and whoever else is in here. ^^
Copyright of Neptune. Ugga Ugga.
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Stolen Heart
The blonde dressed completely in black stalked across the hallway, teal eyes searching. When she saw no one, she moved quickly, to a large, open room.
She moved to a small corner, and glanced at the painting a few feet away. Mind and body alert, Haruka Tenoh sprang to it.
Haruka was only 20, and would've been turned down for a job like this, but she was good. It came naturally to her, and the risk and money made it all so exciting.
She moved the painting to the side. She grinned. Classic 'vault behind the painting of some dead chick'.
Searching the room with keen eyes, she leaned her ear on the vault's cold surface. It calmed her hot cheeks.
Haruka was to fish out a small key. For the key alone she was getting paid a million dollars. Cash. She grinned again. This was all too easy.
The blonde turned the dial with careful, gloved hands. Click. She could hear the faintest click. Even her breathing had almost stopped to allow this tiny movement to be heard. She turned it again. Click, then another click as the dial was turned once more.
Simple lock. The vault opened. Fake jewels were scattered about. In the far corner was the key. The key was the only thing she wanted. The key would unlock the safety deposit box for the man who had hired her to steal it, so that the real jewels and riches could be found.
Haruka grabbed it. Why not take the key and run? It would be much too risky afterwards, and the money was more worthwhile and easier to lie about.
She dropped the key into a small velvet pouch, shut the small vault's door and moved the painting back. Mission complete.
Shoot! Her gaze shot up, and her ears became alert. People were coming.
Haruka glanced at the French doors that led to a balcony. The mansion wasn't big, only three stories up. She sprinted and opened the doors, then was over the balcony edge that was two stories up and was away from the house before the people even entered the room.
Haruka sat in a big, black, leather chair. Her hands were folded and she hummed softly. A man came into the small room.
It was actually his office. He worked in a law firm, and now wanted to make a deal. He needed Haruka's help.
"I need you to get me something that is very important to me," the man said. Haruka read his name plate again. William. That was all she needed to know.
She grinned and asked her favorite question. "How much am I getting?"
The blonde remembered her recent million dollar project. She only had an apartment at the moment, and in her room were suitcases upon suitcases of money. She planned on buying a mansion.
"Three million."
The blonde choked and stared at William. "Th--three million? What kind of a life threatening situation are you pushing me into?"
"Oh, no, Haruka. It's actually quite simple, but it is worth a lot to me." William took out a small photograph. On it was a picture of a gorgeous woman. Haruka felt herself blush.
The woman had dark eyes; the photo made it hard to see their true color. Haruka took the picture and examined it. The woman also had the strangest color hair. Aqua. Beautiful aqua tresses.
"Her name's Michiru Kaiou. You may have heard of her."
Haruka nodded. "Famous violinist." She didn't look older than 20.
"Yes. Well, she was involved in a scandal a few years ago, and because of it, something that was supposed to be mine was put into her hands. I need that item."
"And what is it?"
"A large sculpture of a dolphin." He handed her its picture. "It's not that marble they use. It's pure blue star sapphire. Practically priceless. She keeps it hidden, however, and that is why the job may be harder than most. I do not know where it is."
It was large looking. Haruka examined the measuring tape next to it. A foot long. She whistled, and heard William chuckle.
Haruka looked at the picture of Michiru again, then at William. "I'll take the job."
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A.N: Sorta a cliffhanger! I hope you liked it. Please review if you did! Don't forget to check out my other stories! ^^ --Neppers
P.S: Star sapphire is a real gem, and really rare. I've a star sapphire necklace. ^^
Disclaimer: I don't not own Haruka or Michiru. I own the plot and whoever else is in here. ^^
Copyright of Neptune. Ugga Ugga.
*****
Stolen Heart
The blonde dressed completely in black stalked across the hallway, teal eyes searching. When she saw no one, she moved quickly, to a large, open room.
She moved to a small corner, and glanced at the painting a few feet away. Mind and body alert, Haruka Tenoh sprang to it.
Haruka was only 20, and would've been turned down for a job like this, but she was good. It came naturally to her, and the risk and money made it all so exciting.
She moved the painting to the side. She grinned. Classic 'vault behind the painting of some dead chick'.
Searching the room with keen eyes, she leaned her ear on the vault's cold surface. It calmed her hot cheeks.
Haruka was to fish out a small key. For the key alone she was getting paid a million dollars. Cash. She grinned again. This was all too easy.
The blonde turned the dial with careful, gloved hands. Click. She could hear the faintest click. Even her breathing had almost stopped to allow this tiny movement to be heard. She turned it again. Click, then another click as the dial was turned once more.
Simple lock. The vault opened. Fake jewels were scattered about. In the far corner was the key. The key was the only thing she wanted. The key would unlock the safety deposit box for the man who had hired her to steal it, so that the real jewels and riches could be found.
Haruka grabbed it. Why not take the key and run? It would be much too risky afterwards, and the money was more worthwhile and easier to lie about.
She dropped the key into a small velvet pouch, shut the small vault's door and moved the painting back. Mission complete.
Shoot! Her gaze shot up, and her ears became alert. People were coming.
Haruka glanced at the French doors that led to a balcony. The mansion wasn't big, only three stories up. She sprinted and opened the doors, then was over the balcony edge that was two stories up and was away from the house before the people even entered the room.
Haruka sat in a big, black, leather chair. Her hands were folded and she hummed softly. A man came into the small room.
It was actually his office. He worked in a law firm, and now wanted to make a deal. He needed Haruka's help.
"I need you to get me something that is very important to me," the man said. Haruka read his name plate again. William. That was all she needed to know.
She grinned and asked her favorite question. "How much am I getting?"
The blonde remembered her recent million dollar project. She only had an apartment at the moment, and in her room were suitcases upon suitcases of money. She planned on buying a mansion.
"Three million."
The blonde choked and stared at William. "Th--three million? What kind of a life threatening situation are you pushing me into?"
"Oh, no, Haruka. It's actually quite simple, but it is worth a lot to me." William took out a small photograph. On it was a picture of a gorgeous woman. Haruka felt herself blush.
The woman had dark eyes; the photo made it hard to see their true color. Haruka took the picture and examined it. The woman also had the strangest color hair. Aqua. Beautiful aqua tresses.
"Her name's Michiru Kaiou. You may have heard of her."
Haruka nodded. "Famous violinist." She didn't look older than 20.
"Yes. Well, she was involved in a scandal a few years ago, and because of it, something that was supposed to be mine was put into her hands. I need that item."
"And what is it?"
"A large sculpture of a dolphin." He handed her its picture. "It's not that marble they use. It's pure blue star sapphire. Practically priceless. She keeps it hidden, however, and that is why the job may be harder than most. I do not know where it is."
It was large looking. Haruka examined the measuring tape next to it. A foot long. She whistled, and heard William chuckle.
Haruka looked at the picture of Michiru again, then at William. "I'll take the job."
*****
A.N: Sorta a cliffhanger! I hope you liked it. Please review if you did! Don't forget to check out my other stories! ^^ --Neppers
P.S: Star sapphire is a real gem, and really rare. I've a star sapphire necklace. ^^