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Black Jack

Chapter 1: Green and Yellow

"It's him!"

"How did he find us?!"

"Darn it!"

"Curse him!"

"Black Jack is the Devil-..."

Child trafficking became a serious problem nowadays. More and more infants – from newborns to teenagers – were kidnapped around Tokyo lately. The criminals' objectives were recruitment, transportation, transfer, harboring or receipt of a child for the purpose of exploration.

In this regard, the Ishiyama police force tracked down a mysterious gang after a long time. Its members were supposed to meet at a certain bar and discuss further processes. It was a perfect chance to catch them in the act and with a little luck, the henchmen would conduct them to their leader.

"Sir, you can't stay here all night without ordering something." The bartender informed the man sitting at the counter.

Said man briefly glanced at the bartender and continued observing inconspicuously his surroundings. "Just gimme something then." he hissed.

The bartender wandered his gaze on the man's figure. His dark bangs covered his sharp eyes, which scanned the whole area. His well-formed body – clothed with a black suit, white shirt and black loose tie – was halfway turned away. From the bartender's point of view, the young man just broke up with his girlfriend and was looking for new adventures.

"Would you like a soft drink or an alcoholic-...?"

"Anything's fine." The man cut him off.

His lack of interest started to annoy the bartender. The latter plunked a glass of a high proof and expensive drink down on the counter. Reacting to the dull thud, the man chucked a random bill as payment on the counter when his cellphone began to ring.

He took the call. "Where the heck are you?!"

"Outside. Our target's entering through the back-door."

"Tch." The man grabbed for his glass.

"Calm down, I've expected this much. You proceed as planned. I'll stay here and provide backup."

"Damn you, Furuichi!"

"Just focus on your part, Oga. Don't forget that we must catch them red-handed... and in one piece." Furuichi hung up.

Oga glared at his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket. He swallowed the content of his glass all at once and stood up. Abruptly, he almost stumbled but managed to keep his balance. The colorful lights started to wheel in front of him. A faint pain shot through his head. Oga Tatsumi couldn't put away alcohol, not to mention vodka. Never admitting his own carelessness, he felt the urge to punch the bartender for serving him that drink later.

Although his mind was somehow clouded, he was fine otherwise. He sneaked off towards a backroom where regular visitors weren't allowed to enter. Leaning back against the solid wall, a conversation reached his ears as he listened to it.

"Tomorrow noon..."

"... as always..."

Oga wasn't close enough. He needed to hear more of the conversation. At least, he needed more details. Something was going to happen the next day. But what exactly were they planning?

He was focused on the talk to such an extent that he didn't hear the approaching footsteps in time. "Shit!" he cursed silently under his breath. It was too early to catch the target subject without any proof. Even if he was fast enough to retreat for the time being, there wasn't much place to hide in the empty corridor. He had to act quickly but nothing decent came to his mind. The footsteps became louder like the ticking of a clock. He couldn't afford to blow his cover yet. What else could he do?

What should he do?

"Game over." he thought one second and was ready to attack, and the next moment, a yellow flash crossed his vision and slammed him harder on the wall. If it wasn't for the alcohol circulating in his body, he would have already squeezed the blonde person's neck on the ground for her rough action. If it wasn't for the alcohol annihilating his brain function, he wouldn't know how he would react to the woman glued to his face.

To his lips, to be more precise.

"What's this?" A man asked his companion.

"A secret make out." the other one chuckled as they went past the couple.

The footsteps from before left as quickly as they came. However, neither was Oga aware of the two passersby nor of his mission anymore. A spark of her green eyes passed his vision before he shut his eyes unconsciously and left them closed. Everything around him became oblivious to his senses as he only felt the warmth of his assaulter.

The woman was hot.

The moment when her lips landed on his, he responded automatically. They were soft. And they tasted so damn good. He felt like getting a better taste of them. He felt the urge to bite them, as if hungrily devouring a mouthful of jelly beans.

He twined one arm around her waist and kissed her more intensely. His free hand landed on her back and pressed her closer to his body. All he could feel at that moment was the beating of her heart pounding through her chest against his.

"OGA! What are you doing here?!"

The voice of his silver-haired partner brought him back to reality. As soon as he parted away from the female with a reflex movement, Oga tore his eyes open and met green. Her green eyes were piercing his fiercely and when the hell did her hands land on the back of his head?

People screaming and running around caught his attention as he glanced around. Oga still felt a little bit dizzy, be it due to residual alcohol or his encounter with the blonde bombshell. One of the former passersby bumped into them and landed on the ground. Only then did he remember that the woman was in his embrace yet. The impact was strong enough to loosen his grip on her figure. For a split second, Oga scowled at the man on the ground. Turning his head back to the front, he noticed that the Blonde was gone. He looked to the right and left by turns like a lost child desperately searching for his parents.

"Snap out of it, dunce!"

Hearing Furuichi's voice for the second time, he finally perceived the silver-head. His partner's red face revealed irritation as well as his loud voice. Oga didn't quite understand why the heck was Furuichi so angry with him but he had a point.

He needed to come around.

Oga grabbed the previous passerby by the scruff of the neck and lifted him off the ground. The surprised man was totally oblivious to what was going on when Oga hauled off and sucker punched him. The blow sent the man back on the ground and made him pass out.

Furuichi could only gawp at him. "What the hell did you do this for?" he gestured to the unconscious man, distressed.

Oga exhaled deeply and relaxed his shoulders. "I came to."

"You are the one who needs to get punched to regain consciousness!" Furuichi explained wryly and almost ripped off his own hair in desperation.

Their mission was a complete failure and Furuichi continued to complain about it whereas Oga stopped listening to him a while ago. He still looked around the crowd with a single question in mind.

Who the hell was that woman?

A/N: I need some diversion from my current ongoing stories and want to write something more humorous again. This story was supposed to be a one-shot but I decided to divide it into three parts (or five, if I want to keep the same length for all chapters). I'll see how much interest and how many readers this story will attract. I'm going to update depending on the number of reviews...!

More information about our two male characters will come later with the introduction of other characters. Feel free to ask questions about the story so far and tell me your favorite part/line/scene...

Updates for my other stories will follow as well. See you next time and have a nice week, dear Readers.