Izumi's POV
The bell rang loudly. Signaling that school day had finally ended. Boy was I relived. But I have to admit. The girl's face was hilarious when she noticed that 'Adam' was watching her when she glared at me.
Her panicking face as she tried to get out the situation. He seemed pretty mad and concerned. Oh boy. I had a good mental laugh about that.
I called my mom to tell her I was going to go to study at a friend's house. She was pretty gullible, no offense to her, but it came pretty handy at times when you just wanted her to believe you.
Really this time. Honestly he had to be in Japan and since it was a big place in reality. I had no idea where to look. So I just wandered around. If it wasn't obvious to see, I was hoping to just bump into him.
Yeah I know it sounds crazy but it couldn't hurt to try. This is how much I love my dad. I wish I actually knew who was for once. All those times my mom talked about my dad and described she never mentioned his name, not even once!
I drove past passed shops and to the place where many people wore expensive things, looking snobby, yeah and not to mention they looked old becayse they were caked in worthless makeup. Limousines were parked everywhere.
Then bright light blinded me, I stopped the car immediately. I looked, and I had noticed that I was standing before the grandest, most expensive, hotel in all of Japan. The hotel that not everyone can be able to go to because of the unaffordable price. It was probably even the best in the world..
One room would cost more than £5,000 for just one night and or one day. Amazed at the hotel you walked in. Your mother did say your father was always protective and she met him at a black market auction while she was working in the middle of her shift because she broke a vase.
The hotel would be the first place to check things out. Slowly I waltzed into the building like a 19th century Englishwoman. Of course I earned a couple of stares but I didn't really care. At least I wasn't caked in make up like they were.
I walked through the lobby and ended up inside the elevator with a man with short brown hair that reached his shoulders. He wore a red fedora, a red suit jacket, a black inside shirt, a white tie, gray pants and black dress shoes.
This dude must be going to some kind of formal party to be dressed like that... then again I am in Tres Spades. This formal wear could be simple wear for rich people such as himself.
His nickname and once shall be forever is Red. He should rp as Grell one day. I thought to myself the guy walked to a bartender that looked like the Mad Hatter. Probably more insane even.
Curious I listened in on their conversation. "Rabbit." Red said. "What would you like." Mad Hatter said. 'Rabbit?!! Is that his nickname around her or something?'
"Spade." Red said. The Mad Hatter opened a door for him and then tightly locked the door. Curiosity got the best of me as I walked up to the bartender. "Rabbit." I said plainly. He looked me over before mumbling, "You seem a lot younger than I expected."
'Mad Hatter, bro. I am younger than you excepted. Do I look like I'm old to you?!!'
"What would you like?" The Mad Hatter asked me. "Spade." I said plainly. He nodded but it seemed like slow motion to me. I walked in to see a room filled with many, many mirrors. I looked around all of them didn't have many fingerprints except one.
Figuring everyone pressed that one or knocked whatever they did I pushed it opening a path for me to follow. 'WTF?!! WHAT IS IN THIS PLACE? THIS IS FULL IF MANY MYSTERIES. AND... IT'S LATE!! MY MOM IS SO WORRIED. I'LL RETURN HOME AS SOON AS I CAN. Just as soon as I dig a few bones on this case...' I thought frantically to myself.
