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Chapter 10

Who Are You? Nancy Drew?

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Kiri watched as Mrs. Bellerose made this huge scene in front of her and the twin's hospital bedroom, embarrassing Vicky and Gaby who were trying to disappear under the plain white covers of their beds. Both Mr. Bellerose and Seiji tried to hold the small, angry mother from clawing at the doctor, screaming that it was somehow his fault her daughters got hurt. The poor doctor was caught in a chokehold by the small women as a nearby nurse started to pry the mother away from the doctor.

"Please..." moaned Vicky, "Someone stop her. Or at least kill me."

"Honey," said Mr. Bellerose, "Please let go of the doctor."

Unfortunately, his wife didn't hear him and continue to scream and whine in the doctor's ear. After a good five fifteen minutes, the twin's mother finally release the doctor and ran towards her daughter. Crushing her daughters in a tight, and mostly likely painful, bear-hug, Mrs. Bellerose started crying to her daughters about being a terrible mother and allow this to happen to her children.

"Oh what a horrible mother I am!" cried the hysterical mother, "How could I let my two precious little girls be hurt like that!"

Victoria was quick to escape her mother's death hugs, asking the nurse for the release form quickly, not wanting to stay in this hospital any longer as her mother created a scene. Kiri's father helped his daughter up from the bed slowly so she could retain her balance. Her head was still pounding from the crash and no doubt she would wake up with a headache the next morning. But she was greatful that this was Friday so she didn't have to face the Scissor Project.

Quick as a flash, Vicky packed all her stuff, as well as her twin's and Kiri's stuff, handed them over to their parents are sprinted down the hall. Her mother, still worry about her daughter's conditions, ran after her, crying that she was gonna fall and get hurt again. Gaby sighed as her dad signed the release form for his daughter and then walked after his wife and other daughter. Gaby smiled, wincing a bit from her wound, waved goodbye to Kiri as Seiji signed the release forms.

Kiri slipped her hand into her pants pocket and stared out the window. Outside, Vicky and her mother were waiting by the limo as Gaby and Mr. Bellerose came out. All four entered the back and the driver, who was patched up and ready to go, drove off. Kiri wanted to see the note again, but Gaby had taken it with her.

'What did they mean 'Give up our ways?''

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The weekend came and went by too quickly for Kiri's taste. Waking up, getting dress and finishing breakfast, Kiri picked up her backpack and walked out the door. Her dad wasn't home so he was probably out drinking again and passed out on some bar counter. Shampoo was already outside, sleeping on the steps having already licked his bowl clean.

"Hey Shampoo," said Kiri, patting the drowsy cat on his head.

Shampoo yawned and watched as his own walked down the sideway and out of his view. Kiri rubbed her head, she was able to remove the bandages but the numbness and slight sting still annoyed her. She still had this tiny cut on her forehead but luckly her bangs covered it. Tightening her ponytail, Kiri pulled out her mp3 player and began listening to her newly downloaded music.

She was complete oblivous to the shadow following her.

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For the first time, the Bellerose twin did not folllow Kiri to school. Instead, the twins told the hairstylist that they were gonna do some 'research' and left in a hurry before Kiri could questioned them. Vicky took the note and headed towards the computer with the threaten note in her pocket while Gaby ran to the library.

Before the first class, Gaby checked out seven books on crimes and forensic science. She began skimming through the papers, taking mental notes on how she could find clues on how to solve this mystery or crime or whatever you can call it.

One step was to take fingerprints off the notes, but Gaby crossed that out. Both her and her sister, as well as Kiri, touched the note and any fingerprints would have been destoryed. Another thing they could do was identify the font they used which Vicky was doing right now, skipping this period as her sister took notes for both of them.

Another thing that could help that was that the note was written on a ripped sheet of scroll paper and it looked like some type of painting was on the back. The person probably took a scroll painting and ripped off a chunk to write the note. Gaby would later try to go to an art story or anyway they sold scroll painting and see if any painting was similair to this.

The bell then rung, signaling the end of the period and the beginning of lunch. Closing her book, the shy twin sunk into the crowd then quietly snuck towards the back of the school were the storage rooms were. Hugging the books to her chest, Gaby spotted her twin leaning against the wall, holding the note to her face.

"I found the font," stated Vicky, "It's a font call 'impact' that has eveything in big bold letters. Though I don't know how this helps."

"It helps because not all computers have 'impact' fonts," replied Gaby, placing the books on the ground, "Also, the note had to be print on a computer since the letter is too perfect to be handwritten and it also helps because 'impact' is a custom made font. Plus the note had to be hand delievered."

"Whatcha' mean?"

"Think about it, the note was a message sent to us via mysterious van," explained Gaby, "This person had to know we'd be at the runaway show and that we wouldn't be out until late at night. The timing was perfect for a late night crash, that way, no one would could see the license plate, we couldn't see the van driver and we couldn't made a note of the van because it may of been a rental."

"Who are you? Nancy Drew?" asked an iritated Vicky, "We're not detectives. Who ever threw that note clearly did it to intimidate us. Though the idiots fail to tells us why they did it. 'Give up our ways,' it said. What the heck are they talking about?"

"Maybe they what us to go back to American," replied Gabby,

"That would rasicism! Wouldn't it?"

Gabby sighed and pulled out the note again. She had straighten it out the day before, but it didn't help them figure out what the heck these people want. And more importantly, was it aimed at the twins or Kiri, or maybe both?

"So," began the shy twin, "Who could they be."

"My money is on the crazy Narumi Fangirls," replied Vicky,

Gabby frowned at this, "I don't think they'd be that cruel and crazy to purposely crash into our limo. Plus if they somehow did do it, they'd be regretting it as soon as mother gives them the bill for the car repairs."

"True," agreed her sister, "Plus they're not that smart."

"Come on," said Gabby, grabbing her sister's arm, "We're gonna miss lunch."

The pair of siblings started walking down, still talking under their breathe about the accident and the note. Completely oblivious to two lurking shadows peeking from a storage room just a few feet behind them.

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Kiri just finish her lunch and started heading towards the S.P. club room. Kanako had library duties and Taro gotten stuck with cleaning the chalkboard. Iori was off seducing women and she had gotten a call from Seki, who was still on a trip with his father, had told Kiri that he was return to Japan in a week.

Ochiai came by earlier and gave her some fancy desserts which she ate in lightening speed. Everything was taste and filled with chocolates and sent her taste buds to heaven. She thanked Ochiai and he handed her a document.

"It's the registration to an uncoming hairstyle contest that I am entering S.P. into," he said, "Can you please give this to Narumi so he could send it."

"'Kay."

The young girl was nearing the club room, the hallway deserted because of lunch. Despite no one around, she could hear to 'snips' of a scissor on hair. Opening the door, she spied Narumi working on a wigged model, gentle cutting the sides with ease. He was so focus in his work that he didn't even notice Kiri coming in.

"Hey Naru-Naru," called Kiri, snapping him out of his comfort zone.

"Don't call me that!" yelled Narumi, "I told you to call me sempai! Sempai!"

"Naru-Naru-sempai."

Kiri held back a laugh as Narumi yelled out in frustration. It was so funny to see him like this, no wonder Ochiai and Kei like to make him angry. She watched as his face turn red and spit fly out of his mouth. She struggled her shoulder and waited for him to call down, his eyes still twitching.

'I'll tell him Ochiai's message later,' thought Kiri.

"Hey Mussy-Head," commented Narumi, putting away his scissors, "Where have you been? You've missed Saturday's trainning."

"I was busy," replied Kiri, sitting down on one of the chair, putting her head down on the table and began to sleep.

"HEY! WAKE UP!" yelled Narumi, slamming his scissors down, "LISTEN TO ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!"

"...so nosy, Naru-Naru," murmed Kiri.

She placed the registration form in front of Narumi who snatched it from her, which he thankfully shut up. Kiri felt her mind go fuzzy as she almost fell alseep. Almost. Then next thing that happen was the door to the S.P. club flung open, reveiling a happy-go-lucky nail artist.

"Kiri-kun!" shouted Kei, "I got new strawberry chocolate pocky, do you want some?"

Kiri nodded and plucked a candy stick from the box, ignoring Narumi shouting at her. Kei smiled as the pretty hairstylist ate the sweet candy, eying the perfectly styled hair tied up in a high ponytail. The cute nail artist then eyed Narumi whom was still yelling at both of them for ignoring him and for calling him Naru-Naru. Then Kei remembered why'd he came here.

"Hey Naru-Naru, are you gonna asked Kiri-kun on a date?"

Silence.

"Wh...what the hell are you talking about, Kei," yelled Narumi, trying to hid his blush.

Kei cocked his head to the side, "The spring dance is coming up! Aren't you gonna ask Kiri-kun?"

"WHY WOULD I DO THAT?"

The cute nail artist turned to Kiri would was watching them both from the safety of a chair of the far side of the room. Kei, like Kiri, ignored Narumi's screaming and walked up the the female hairstylist and handed her another pocky. His smile widen as he opened his mouth.

"So Kiri-kun," began Kei, "Do you want to go to the dance with Naru-Naru?"

Kiri turned to Narumi who froze as she stared at him. Then she turned to Kei who was munching on her snack like a hamster. Her mind begin to wonder. Did she want to go to the dance with Narumi? The spring dance was a pain, just a large crowd of people dancing around like idiots, sweating and talking over the horrible loud music. If she did, would it then be a date?

"Umm...I gue..."

BANG!

The trio jumped as the door to the S.P. club flew open at a rapid speed, loudly hitting the wall. Standing at the doorway was Kiri's teacher, Kimura-sensei, looking very angry, his glassing glaring at everything in the room. Narumi and Kei were pretty scared of the man and quietly inched away from the door. The older man then turned to Kiri.

"Excuse me," said Kimura-sensei, pulling Gaby and Vicky by the arms, "I believe they belong with you."

"Heheh, hi Kiri-kun," said a nervous Gaby, "Uh, I can't say that me and Vicky didn't skip last period, trash half of the computer labs and accidently set off a paint bomb on the track field. By the way, Vicky, how did you get a paint bomb."

"I know a guy."

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"Come on, Kiri! You can't still be mad at us."

The young hairstylist ignored the girl as she trugged onwards to her home Not only had the sensei made her help the twins clean up their messes, but she also had to wait for them to get out of detention as well. Plus they had two more weeks of dention to go through, they were lucky they didn't be suspended as well!

Vicky and Gaby sighed sadly as they hung back from the group. Luckly for Kiri, Iori, Kanako and Taro hang back to wait for the twins as well. But that still didn't help lessen Kiri's sour mood. She was angry and annoyed and also cranky cause she wasn't able to nap at all during the day. At least she got to try some new desserts.

What's worse is that it started getting dark and Gaby's fear of the dark made everyone go extra faster towards Kiri's house. Apparently, their limo driver had the week off because of the accident and the twins didn't have money for a cab so they had no way of getting home other than walking.

"Hey, Ki-chi," said Vicky, "I know you angry, but hear me out. All day long, I got this this creepy feeling that I was being watched."

Her sister nodded in agreement, "Me, too. I thought it was the teacher 'cause I wasn't paying attention or maybe some of Narumi-sempai's fangirls but it wasn't."

Suddenly, Iori came up towards Gaby an sprayed a tiny spritz near her nose that smelled very flowery, "No worry, pretty princess. Me will protect you."

Vicky glare harden and she pushed Iori off her sister, "Get away from Gaby, you weird-o pervert!"

Iori looked taken back, "Me is no pervert! Me loves all women!"

"Yeah, I little too close for comfort, creep," sneered aggressive twin, "Still don't know why girls fall for you. You dress like a gay male model, you talk in broken japanese, and your aromatheraphy smells like crap."

Kiri felt another headache coming on as Iori and Vicky went into an arguement that threaten to break the sound barrier of the entire neighborhood. They were so noisy, she wondered how on Earth she became friends with such noisy people. Narumi, Iori, Taro, the twins, why did she hang out with them, she couldn't even take her afternoon nap.

She saw her shop's sign coming into her sight and quicken her pace. The other saw that they were getting further away from Kiri and started to run to catch up to her. Kiri squinted her eyes, something was wrong. Her house looked a bit off from her point of view. She then began to run until she was up in front of her house then froze.

"My house..." said Kiri.

The group of teens gasped as they saw what Kiri was talking about. Her family's shop's window was broken, the walls spray painted, trash cans over told and the door was busted open. Inside was even worse, all the chairs were toppled, mirrors smash, supply drawers were thrown out out and the floor was littered with scissors, hair spray bottle, broken irons and hair dryer. Everything looked as if it just gone threw a mini-hurricane.

"What the f***!" screamed Vicky

"Oh, my gosh!"

"Oh no! Kiri's house is destoryed!"

Kiri carefully walked through the broken rubble of the floor and made her way to the back of the room. Her friends, however, didn't even notice her leave, they were too busy screaming and shouting and trying to call 911 on their phones. The young hairstyle made her way towards the back of the salon where her and her father rooms where.

Unlike the shop, the rest of the house seemed untouched. All the valuable, whatever was worth taking that is, was untouched, the rooms were locked, nothing was toppled over and everything looked at peace.

"Meow."

Looking down, Kiri notice Shampoo was hidding under the living room table. Kneeling down, she pulled the cat into her lap and began patting him on the head. Kiri then spotted something caught on his collar. It was a neatly folded piece of paper stuck tightly into the collar bucket. Kiri unhook the note from the collar and Shampoo then jumped off her lap.

Watching her cat scamper off, Kiri started to unfold the note. Her eyes wided just a bit as she read the large, bold printed letters spelling out the following message:

THIS IS YOUR SECOND WARNING! QUIT THE SCISSOR PROJECT!

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End of chapter 10 (Impact font is not custom made, I just made that part up)

Sorry it taken me so long to update this story but I want to thank all of you who have read, review and faved my fic. it makes me feel so happy :D Hopefully, I'll update the next chappie sooner.

I hope you like this chapter, right now I'm having slight writers block, so if you have any ideas for the next chapter don't be afraid to send me a message. Thanks!

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