Devil's Trill

Chapter 4: Voices

Rin glared at the tall skyscrapper that read Takahashi Corp. with unease. He glanced one more time at the building and smirked in anticipation. He wore a short red short sleeved shirt that stops at his chest and loose at the top. Underneath, was a tight black tank top that's fitted perfectly around his waist. He also wore tight ripped booty short that made him look like a high class model.

The moment he took a step inside, all eyes were on him and he gulped. Wow, careful much. Rain groaned. Now I'm sounding like Eiji.......Great. Rin chose to sit down in the cafe and almost immediately, about 5 waitresses at once came in rushing in on him. Eventually a short haired brunette won that battle and said,"Hi! I'm Eve and I'll be your waitress here. Can I take your num- order?" She was obviously flushed. Did she almost say number?

"Yeah, I'll have the caramel cappuccino and a chocolate cheesecake," he replied while paying for it beforehand. The woman took the money and left hurriedly and Ring took the time to take out the wallet and dial a number on his phone.

"Hello? Takahashi Modeling Corporation. How may I help you?" a woman answered. Modeling huh?

"I'm calling to speak to the CEO or president if you will it's urgent."

The woman paused for a moment, almost like she was surprised. "One moment, sir." It took about 30 seconds for the next line to pick up. "This is Takahashi Akira, what do you want?"

That voice that would put a chill to your spine; that's him alright.

"Rude much, are you? Anyway, it's not what I want, it's what you may need. I believe you have lost your wallet and may want it back," he replied a little smugly.

The line was silent for a for a while before he said, "Meet me at the cafe in 10 minutes."

"Already there. Better hurry, otherwise this short haired waitress coming to me, flirting her little life away."

Ten minutes later and Akira was true to his word. He walked nonchalantly to the cafe to see that Rin was also true to his word. The brunette was obviously flirting with the uninterested crimson head. Akira walked over with an overbearing aura that made the girl back off and Rin smile. Obviously the guy has the looks and style to become a professional model, why wouldn't he want to show it off?

"Are you going to sit?" Rin asked.

Akira managed to control his thoughts and sat in the chair in front of him.

"Good. Here." Rin passed Akira's wallet across the table as he grabbed it, looking through to see if anything was missing. "Don't worry, I didn't take anything. There is nothing of value that I want."

Akira looked at him expectantly. "Then why did you call me here? There is nothing I could do for a pickpocket," he said, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

Rin smirked. "You're one to talk, big shot. I do believe you have also taken my wallet with no doubt of my occupation, as well. And before you watching a about it, looks can be very deceiving but I take pride as a mechanic."

Akira raised an eyebrow as if Rin could tell what he was thinking but tossed him the wallet nonetheless. Rin chuckled at the sight of Akira, which surprised him. Even though he's been caught red handed, he still keeps that serious. Yet this guy could be the death of me.....before I get the chance to kill him.

"Well, it was nice small talk. Thank you for returning my wallet. It was nice meeting you again," Rin said getting up. "Have a nice day, Mr. CEO." Rin turned to leave but felt a hand grab his wrist. He turned to face Akira who was staring with his narrow green eyes.