Cops & Robbers

Anime: Tsubasa

Characters: Fai, Kurogane

Plot: Fai is a world-wide gem thief and Kurogane is hell bent on catching him. One game: two players, in this round of Cat and Mouse exactly what is stolen in the end?

Each of the mention jewels in this story is indeed based upon a real gem. These jewels were chosen at random and I'll be re-naming them to suit my needs, however their history will remain the same. At the bottom the real names of said gems will be listed according to their story name.

/Start/

A long sigh escaped the lips of a blond haired young man. Tall and lithe he could be taken for a dancer of sorts but that couldn't of been farther from the truth. Without any announcement, every tv in the surrounding city streets turned on; faces of the designated news networks all started speaking at once a jumbled mess of words but all reporting the same thing.

"Did you hear?" A nearby pedestrian spoke excitedly. "Its been announced! Houshu-Tousoku has revealed his next target!" The buzz of the near by crowds reached the mans ears, doubts as to if Houshu-Tousoku could actually pull of the stunt raged from the peoples lips and one by one they all gossiped about the target. "There's no way he can get it! The Ocean's Heart I mean, everyone knows its under heavy protection." Multiple agreements followed the man's words, hallowed echos of the first statement. The world had such small minds, ever the foolish followers and never the leader.

A small smirk graced the young mans lips, however it never reached his vivid blue eyes. Golden locks were swept around in a chilling breeze as the man began to walk again, he'd always hated crowded places and besides he had work tonight...

XxXxX

With strangled breaths I sat up bolt right in my bed, hand clasping my chest in fear. It was the same dream- no nightmare every time, the gun pointed at my head, my family laying dead from gunshot wounds. I tried to steady my ragged breathing but to no avail; as if on its own my hand rose up to run itself through my black hair. It was no longer then a few inches yet posed as much a problem to my sleep as if it were down to my waist.

"Mhm, Kurogane come back to bed." A woman purred from the sheets as I swung my legs over the sides of my mattress. The woman's voice was sleepy, the sound vibrating deep in her throat; husky even. I would suppose some men would find it sexy but to me it posed a problem. She was unnamed in my eyes, a problem that should of vanished by now. I was no player by any means but I had needs damn it! Her fake nails ran themselves down my taunt back as if trying to tease me back into her arms, a shiver of disgust ran through by body but she took it as lust. "Oh, I see." She purred sitting up in the bed; sheets pooling at her waist to expose equally fake breasts. Was nothing on this woman real? I wondered.

She was pretty enough, I suppose but still only one night stand material. Dipping down to grab her shirt, I tossed it into her face as I stood up. "Get dressed." I growled, feet touching the cool surface of the ivory marble flooring. Due to my high ranking in the CIA, I was able to live quite luxurious if my house proved to be any example. I headed toward my bathroom intending on washing away the smell of that woman as she gave a small gasp. "You'd best be gone by the time I get out." I said opening the door. Again I could hear the sounds of an undignified intake of breath from the woman.

"What?" Turning on the water I could hear the unnamed woman scuttling about my room, hopefully having taken the hint and gathering her stuff but once the door opened I knew she hadn't. Stepping into the shower, not paying the least bit of attention to the woman I suppressed a happy groan as the hot water pummeled my back. Bracing myself; palms flat against the wall, exposed behind to the stand-up showers clear glass door I knew the woman was waiting for me to acknowledge her.

Compared to the lavish decorations of the rest of my home, my bathroom was quite plain. There was a garden tub in the right corner, spa like jet sprays lining the sides for when ever I needed to relax. A pair of His and Her sinks rested upon the counter to the left, one massive mirror spanning the whole length of the oak counter and its aligned drawers. Even over the sound of water I could hear her angry breathing, determined to not pay attention to her my plan was blown out of the water once she spoke.

"I know you did not just dismiss me." All charm was lost in her anger and she looked just like the person she really was: a money hungry bitch looking to climb up the social ladder. Face contorted in her angry outburst the woman plunged on, hand upon her hips as she watched me. "I will not be a one night stand, do you hear me?" A wicked grin lifted my lips as I stepped out of the water. Dripping wet while the moisture in my hair cascaded down my body, I opened the door enough to stick my head outside to look at her. "So you did want to be paid?"

My question was as if a slap to the face, the blood drained from the woman's cheeks in a matter of seconds. "I-I am not some whore to be paid off!" She cried stumbling back away from me. Figuring that those words would be all I needed to get rid of her, I quickly turned back to my shower. However my anger at her remarks still seemed to be present so with the evil smile gracing my lips I continued to speak. "Money's on the counter." Just as I had hoped for it didn't take long for her to leave after that. With record timing the woman had gathered her belongings and without any other words spoken left my apartment. My actions did not weigh down upon me, to my mind the woman deserved it she'd provoked me anyway.

On more then one occasion, Sakura Kinomoto my tag along secretary of sorts would spare no change in telling me I was a brute. Out of all the people in the office she and Syaoran Li were perhaps the only ones able to even say such things to me. It isn't as if I was a demon at work or in my personal life, I just have a care-not attitude toward it all. Despite it all, I actually cared deeply for both Kinomoto and Li, both having served beside me for a number of years... long enough to see my bad times and less then good times but through it all neither had left my side. I knew nothing of love, anyone could tell you that; most of all Sakura, but I knew of loyalty.

XxXxX

For the third time that night my eyes gazed upon the gem known as Ocean's Heart. It was a pretty gem indeed, an endless blue diamond framed with twenty-five colorless diamonds set on a platinum band. So intrigued with the Ocean's Heart was I that I'd even done my homework on the gem... prior to stealing it of course.

Found at Premier Mine of South Africa during the early parts of the 1900s, the diamond had been faceted by the French Jeweler Atanik Eknayan only a year after its discovery. Not long after that, a fellow French jeweler by the name of Pierre Cartier purchased the stone only to resell it to some woman of Argentina descent in the style of a brooch in 1911. After that the diamond had stayed in the woman's possession for a number of years before it was acquired by a new set of hands in 1953 only to be sold in the form of a pendant. Finally in 1959 it was purchased by Harry Winston who mounted it in its present form that lay in my hands.

I was proud of my knowledge of the ring, it would come in handy when I sold it on the black market. The snatching of the stone had been easy enough; the simply slip in and slip out plan I'd always used despite telling the police of my intentions. I laughed at the though of the police, they were such a joke! Even calling their precautions a problem was laughable, and to think I'd gone as far as to speak with my Eyes within the department, what a laugh!

Tucking the ring inside my coat, I stealthily ran across the roof tops. Even if I'd made it out cleanly there was no guarantee that the cops couldn't catch me just yet. Coming to the edge of a high drop off, the distance between the two buildings much larger then I was willing to jump caused only the slightest of problems. Swinging my back toward the front of my chest I pulled out the harpoon gun I'd been saving for reasons just like this. Attached to the end of the bolt was a thickly braided black rope, perfect for gliding down upon the shoot.

Taking aim, my idea place to penetrate being a wall of sorts I quickly released the bolt. Shooting through the air with a silent hum, the harpoon bolt hit home in a thick cement wall. Tying the rope off once I was sure it was taunt enough to hold my weight, I attacked the shoot to the rope and easily glided down. "Easy peasy," I hummed to myself as I quickly cut the length of rope to stop any unwanted followers.

With a tug of my hand I quickly pulled off the black mask that I wore to conceal my face, no good would come from someone seeing it now would there? Giving my head a shake, golden-blond hair fell into my blue eyes, quickly hiding my right eye from view. "Hm, that's better." I sighed in relief. "Dammit Flourite!" A young man walked out of the shadows, his body just as lithe as mine. "Lets get out of here!"

A smile tugged at my lips, never once meeting my eyes but hey not like the runt could see it. "Yes, yes Showron." I chanted as I patted the gem at my chest pocket. Yes it was indeed time to get the hell out...

/-/-/-/

"Hmmm," I moaned while stretching my arms above my head. The alarm clock at my head blared loudly, the digits blinking 6:30 am. Pushing my hair out of my eyes I could only moan in protest. "No way..." I pouted. "I don't want to get up..." From across the room a young boy rolled his eyes. "Then perhaps you shouldn't be a thief and stay out all night." Eh... he did have a point there so I didn't find a reason to comment. No, instead I took the reward out of my pocket and held it up in the morning light.

"So that's it? The Ocean's Heart?" Showron questioned as he continued to cook breakfast, the smell of bacon and eggs wafting to my nose. "Oh, that smells great." I smiled jumping out of bed. Knowing full well that the boy wanted to see the stone, I set it down upon the counter and moved to look over his shoulder at the food. "Show-kun, I get some right?" My blue eye twinkled hopefully. He was used to my charms, immune even but he always gave in. "Yes..." he muttered, his own sole blue eye resting on the gem. Showron was an odd young man, his two toned eyes; one brown and one blue like my own were oddly strange.

It was the reason for a lot of the trouble the youth got into and since the day I'd taken in him he'd been a simple street rat my eyes and ears to be exact. He had a brother, twin to be precise but for some reason they didn't get along. Syaoran had went to school and studied hard while he lived with us, unable to accept my life style but still loyal. In many ways he was how I continued to allude the authorities, I loved the boys as my own and they repaid me with their services... and love. Always fearful that Syaoran would be caught, I rarely asked him for information but when I needed it the boy never failed; because of this I only used him if it was an extreme case.

On the outside, the three of use were a family: I holding a long time job as a librarian, Syaoran a trainee cop, and Showron... well he was still in school finishing his last grade due to bad behavior. I did mention his eyes correct? Subject to a lot of abuse often caused the youth to loose his temper and thus fights were started. It took all I had to keep him in school, often paying the headmaster off. I only wanted the best for him and even if it drained me dry of my honest earnings I would see him graduate. Thief I may be, I would never use the money for my children. I could care for them with what I earned the right way, stealing was a hobby of sorts.

I knew that as soon as he was done cooking, Showron would pick up the jewel and inspect it. He always did this, play as if it didn't interest him and then look at it with the deepest of concentration that caused me to hold my breath. In a way this caused a spark of fear to flash through my body every time he did so. There was nothing more I wanted than for my boys to have a normal life. Call me a hypocrite but I prayed for Showron to leave me. I hoped that he'd never find happiness in what I did, I wanted him to lead a normal, safe life one in which he didn't steal for fun. But as I completed each job, I saw the lust in his eyes as he held each priceless piece I'd successfully taken. Dear lord what have I done? I couldn't help but ask...

XxXxX

Monday morning rolled around just like any other, the sun glaring through the wall high windows and into my eyes. I'd purposely position my bed as such, no alarm clock was loud enough to wake me but just the lightest of light in my eyes and I was wide awake. Since the ordeal with the woman only a few nights ago, I hadn't brought home any companions; having to deal with that woman had warned me off of any future office pals. Already word had gotten around the place and as soon as I stepped into the building Sakura was waiting for me, quite the disdainful look upon her normally cheerful face.

"Kurogane..." she puffed, her adorable eyes glaring up at me from her small height of 5'2''. "What have I told-" I quickly shushed her up by placing my finger against her lips. "Please not now." The surrounding people seemed to fall quite, my sudden action oddly strange. Normally I'd just let Sakura ramble on but today... I was just tired. The night before had been a long one, the Ocean's Heart had been stolen right from under the local police despite having been given a warning note of the time and place for goodness sakes. That alone would have been enough to make my sleep restless but to add the damn nightmare to it was just cruel.

I didn't have to be told that my face was slightly pale, eyes hallowed despite splashing cold water over them. To make matters worse, I didn't even have a new suit to wear, instead I had to resort to using one I'd worn only days before. "What did you go out drinking again chief?" Sakura asked in a huff. I tried to bite my tongue long enough to reach my office but the girl was unrelenting. "And let me guess, you had a lady friend over?" That was the last straw, stopping in my tracks I turned to face the girl. "That's enough, Sakura. What I do outside this office is none of your concern. If you placed near as much time into your work that you do my personal life we might be able to catch this fucking guy!"

As soon as the words left my mouth I regretted them... but they were said. Sakura's cheeks seemed to flush to a deep red, her eyes clouding over in tears as she bowed quickly. "Yes of course..." Turning away she tried to hide her eyes from Syaoran who gave me a hateful glare before following her. Slaming my palm into the brow I silently kicked myself, great... I'd have to remember to apologize and send flowers right after work.

/-/-/-/

Just as I'd planned, as I left for my lunch break I headed straight for a flower shop. Surprisingly the joint was run by two twins, the younger of the two standing at the counter as I walked in. "Welcome to our shop," the young black haired man greeted me polity. Curious green eyes watched as I scanned over the assortment of flowers; being male and obvious an ass of a male I wasn't exactly sure what I should get. "Anything in particular?" The taller of the twins walked forward, his violet eyes quite stand offish as he stood before his brother protectively. "Eh," I turned to face him certain that my uncertainty was plain to see. "I'm in a bind you see." I began by telling them what had transpired in the office and that while I regretted what I did I wasn't much of a 'sorry' guy.

The younger twin gave me an apologetic smile, "I see well at least you want her to know your no longer mad." I nodded, glad that one of them understood. "While flowers are always a great idea," the twin started to speak while he gently plucked a few flowers from their bindings. "Saying sorry is always the best answer." How'd I know he'd say that? Perhaps it was his...feminine appearance but everything about the younger twin screamed girly. "Tch, you may just be right." He seemed happy that I admitted as such because with a flurry of steps the young man had completed the arrangement and quickly handed it to me. "There, that should make it all better."

The way he smiled was almost contagious as I handed over the payment but my stern outlook was firm even if I did feel lighter on the inside. Saying my gratitude was easy enough as I left and while I still had about a quarter of an hour left for break I decided to stop by the library to research the gem thief a tad. Hoping that the flowers didn't wilt in the mean time, I quickly crossed the street and walked the remaining block and a half to the local library.

Carefully pushing open the double doors to the building, I allowed my eyes time to adjust to the dimmer lights of the library. Seated in random areas both college and high school students were using the computers for work or just messing around. Hoping that the librarian would actually know what they were doing I made my way over to the information desk and patiently waited. Not to long after a flurry of activity caught my attention and stole my breath away. The librarian was not what I'd expected: a middle aged woman with glasses yes, not a golden haired young man with jaw dropping blue eyes. My own crimson couldn't leave his form as he walked, his hips sashaying in a way that reminded me of a cat that was about to pounce or perhaps it was just his general body and how... sexy it looked. Before I knew it a small lump was building in my pants, something that rarely happened while touching women was suddenly happening by only looking at this man.

Willing myself to look away, I tried to seem more concerned with the students around me then I was with the librarian but my eyes still wandered toward his general direction until he finally walked up, those blue eyes sparkling as if he knew what I had been doing. "So how can I help you, detective?" He practically purred the title. For a moment I didn't know what was better, his voice or his body... probably his voice and then I wondered what it would sound like if I made him orgasm.

XxXxX

I saw him even before saw me. As soon as the small bell that I'd hung above the door way rang, I knew he'd be entering the library what for was still the question but he was still here. From the moment I laid my eyes on him I knew that he would pose a challenge, those massive shoulders of his... his taunt body and startling red eyes all worked in his favor. Pretending to be busy for the moment so that I could study him from afar even while he watched me the lump in his pants growing all the while was quite entertaining. Obviously the man didn't know he was attracted to men by the way he reacted; I on the other hand... well I swung both ways so my door was always open even if the hinges hung in the direction of men most of the time.

Deciding that a show was in order, I swayed my hips a little more then normal. Bending down I made sure to give him a good view of my firm behind all the while pretending to look for some book. God, I'm such a tease! Finally deciding that he'd had enough, having finally found a way to watch my secretly while leaning against my desk, I made my way over toward him. "So how can I help you, detective?" I purred, giving him a sassy smile. Those crimson eyes of his gave me a lustful once over, even if he didn't know it before he could speak. "I'm looking for the recent articles on this gem thief. Oh my, really now? But all the same I smiled, "Of course right away." And cat-walked away. From the corner of my eye I could see him watching me, and so I watched him.

Hooking my finger in his direction for him to follow me into the archives, I quietly lead the way deeper into the library. This section, while normally off limits to normal visitors was and always would be open to the men and women of the law. My eyes didn't miss the flowers in his hand, perhaps they were for a lady friend? Heh, I knew he wasn't thinking of her right at this moment, not when his eyes were following my behind so closely. Reaching the back of the library, far enough away from the prying eyes of the students I stopped at the most recent of news articles. Beside us was a small table, a lamp and a small cup full of pens, pencils and the like.

As I started to pull out some of the papers, the detective quietly placed his flowers down on the table and walked up behind me. "Need help?" He asked as I tried to reach a high up article. "If you could," I teased slowly backing up until I touched his chest; the bulge in his pant pressed against my backside. A soft groan escaped the dark haired man's lips, his arms suddenly coming around to crush me to his body. Dropping his head to my shoulder I could hear him quietly mutter, "What the hell is wrong with me today..." Giving him an experimental wiggle the detective moaned again, pressing his hot lips to my exposed neck.

Despite my normal immunity against sexual actions I couldn't help but feel a charge of electricity shoot through my body. As his question rang through my mind I could only wonder the same thing as he as the man slowly turned me around to pin me against the shelf, hands above my head. Lust shot through my body as those red eyes scorched mine, dropping to my lips as he crept closer. A moist tongue darted out of my mouth to lick at my sudden dry lips, my body straining forward to meet his until finally the black haired man's lips crashed down upon mine, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth in a blast of sensation.

For the longest time I wasn't aware of anything but the feeling of this man's body against mine, of his tongue assaulting mine and the growing lust I had for a man I didn't know. In the back of my mind I wondered if perhaps he was gay just pretending to be straight, but by the way he kissed I really didn't care. Bii perhaps? I mused. Breaking the kiss off to breath, both of us panted for air before diving back in. The man released my hands, his own sinking into my hair to pull my head back exposing the soft flesh of my neck to which he gave small nips and kisses.

I couldn't help but moan, the love nips sending shivers down my body only causing my sudden hardness to stiffen even more so. My hands roamed over his chest, desperately seeking some sort of flesh that I might be able to touch. Ghosting over his shirt, I quickly unbuttoned the top three snaps of his suit and sank my hands into the silky chest hair. "Mhmm," I moaned into his mouth, all to happy to never surface again. Latching his mouth to my collar bone, the raven haired detective sucked gently upon the sensitive skin, my face grew flushed, eyes closing of their own accord while I could only press myself into his warm heat wishing for more.

"Your like a drug," the man growled huskily. Hell even his voice had me trembling! My lips lifted in a smile, a real smile. "I can say the same for you..." With a staggered breath, the man stepped back hungry eyes ravaging my body even while his hands didn't. It was enough for me, but I still longed for his hands to touch my body in all the naughty places I could think of. "Might I know the name of my attacker?" I teased lightly while those red eyes flickered.

"...Kurogane..." He paused for a moment. "Kurogane Suwa. And you?"

"Flourite...Fai D. Flourite."

/End/

Jewel Names

Ocean's Heart- Blue Heart Diamond