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In A Different Light (re-post)	By : talxthorn Category: +G to L > Heat Guy J Views: 2913 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Heat Guy J, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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TITLE: In a Different Light

AUTHOR: Tal & Thorn (evilninja1979@yahoo.com)

FANDOM: Heat Guy J

RATING: NC-17

WARNINGS: Yaoi, BDSM, some Non-con in later chapters, Blatant Drug use, violence (both sexual and non-sexual)
SUMMARY: Clair Leonelli is targeted by a sniper & Daisuke is called in to act a bodyguard for him. Main Pairing Clair X Daisuke. Some others implied.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This takes place after Dais and Clair face off on top of the Vita building, but before Episode #16 (Target). Liberties were taken with characters� pasts but with only 26 episodes total we believe there is room for that. Reviews are greatly appreciated.

DISCLAIMER: Don�t own them, not making any money off them.

Chapter 13

          �Fuckers!�

Claire�s fist pounded down onto the pile of crates that were serving as a desk. The cellphone went flying along with the papers he�d been trying to read. He stood and started to pace the narrow passage between boxes. Every contact he had was coming up dry. Neither Tony nor his little bitch boy was answering his calls. Mitchal had disappeared, saying he was going to get them some food. Claire was almost certain he was calling Ian or Giovanni to come fetch the irate Vampire. He shouldn�t be here when he gets back. He should be out there looking for Daisuke. He got him into this mess after all.

          �Why didn�t anyone tell me this was a bad idea?� Claire asked the empty room, rubbing his still sore shoulder. �I should have just sent flowers.�

          Claire sank down onto a box and put his head in his hands, trying to remember how being shot sounded like a good idea. And why hadn�t he just handed the gun to Giovanni? Hiring some trigger happy psycho was not the way to go. Next time, he�d just do it himself. Next time? Like hell. After all he�d gone through there sure as hell better not have to be a next time.

          From the shadows a gruff voice stated, �What was he doing getting mixed up with a guy like you anyway? I trust you�ve got something to go on. But the people I work with do this sort of thing for a living. Finding missing people, collaring criminals. So, perhaps a small truce?� A cigarette lighter lit the features of the worn-looking detective.

          Claire looked up at him through his hands. �Should I know you?�

          �You should be worried about how I found you and you should realize how lucky you are that I think finding him is more important than hauling your ass away.� He flashed a badge. �Detective Edmundo. And word travels fast. So I�m here without the knowledge of the rest of the precinct. I need to get what I can from you and see if there�s any kind of trail before we lose him. His damn partner swears he senses him at several different points all at the same time. We�ve checked on every one. I think J needs a serious tune-up. That or he�s not functioning because he can�t sense if Daisuke is,� he paused, �still here.�

          Claire stood, dusting himself off. �He is. Trust me.� He retrieved his cell phone, looking it over for any more damage. �And J is working fine. My guy�s a tech genius. There�s about thirty transmitters all over the city that give off the same frequency as Daisuke�s bio-whatchamagiggy.� Claire made a vague gesture with his hand. �I don�t pretend to understand all that techno-geek talk. What I know is that if Dice isn�t at any of those locations, he�s underground.� Claire sighed, tucking his phone into his jacket pocket. �Guess it�s back to the sewers for me then.�

          �Hold it, Vampire. Setting aside the fact that I regard him as a friend, one of the Special Unit for the City Safety Management Agency has gone missing. Last known whereabouts are with the biggest crime boss in the city. You see where I�m going with this. So, just sit back down and tell me why I shouldn�t bring you in. Why did Daisuke disappear?�

          �It�s a long story. One I�m not inclined to share. I have to find a guy named Tony. You know where he might be? Works with a little nutball named Charlie.�

          �I�ve heard of them. Small time hoods. Do odd jobs for guys like you who don�t like to get their hands dirty. They also work at least three of the seven major cities. They�re never in one place for long. However it seems unlikely Daisuke got nabbed by those two. If what you say is true, you need to find the guy behind��

          �Hey Master Clair, I brought back some help.�

          Clair turned to Mitchal. �But did you bring enough dinner for everyone?� He indicated Edmundo with a jerk of his head and a roll of his eyes.

          Maybe Clair didn�t know who was standing there but Mitchal sure did. He drew his semi-automatic. �You leave Master Clair alone. He�s innocent. This time.�

          �You�re so helpful,� Clair put a hand on the gun, pushing it down to point at the floor. �He�s here to help. Or so he says.� Clair looked at Mitchal offended. �Where�s the food?�

          �I�m here because of this.� Edmundo reached in his pocket knowing Mitchal was tensed and likely to do anything to protect his Vampire. He threw a few pictures onto Clair�s makeshift desk. �I don�t know who is doing this and I pray this is not what happened but this is how we�ve found several young men his age and his, shall we say, fairness.�

          Clair picked up the pictures. He seemed to lose all color in his face. �Fuck.� He dropped the pictures back onto the desk. �Mitchal, did you bring Giovanni?� He turned slowly to Mitchal.

          �He brought me,� Boma stepped up to the desk and looked down at the pictures. �This isn�t good. These guys work fast.�

          �These guys? Friends of yours? Several departments have been on this for two years, pal. So if you know that much I suggest you start talking. Most of these boys were run-away nobody types so it�s been kept pretty hush-hush. Don�t make me ask twice.� Edmundo was demonstrating yet again why his precinct had recently hired someone to teach anger management to the cops.

          �I don�t know which studio this is. But they are all owned by the same guys. They do�� Boma paused, not sure of the word that he wanted. �Porn movies mainly. Only illegal because of the age of their boys. But the older ones, their stars� They do snuff films with them.�

          Mitchal leaned heavy against the wall. �Ian should be here soon, Master Clair. Him and Giovanni.� He looked whiter than Clair had turned. He said in a whisper. �Those things really happen. Not here. Master Clair wouldn�t allow it.�

          �That�s Arrion�s specialty. But he knows the rules. He knows,� Clair�s righteous anger at being disobeyed pushed to the forefront, helping him suppress his absolute fear for Daisuke. �I think it�s time we paid a visit to his business. Pull yourself together, Mitchal. We need to get going if we�re going to be out of here before Giovanni gets here.�

          Edmundo stood in Clair�s way. �You know the guy�s name? You let things like this,� The pictures were shoved in Clair�s face. �Continue? You�re the fucking vampire but till now I�d believed your only awareness of murder were for guys that you were doing me a favor getting rid of.�

          Mitchal�s color hadn�t returned. He also didn�t seem aware of the danger Clair was in. He seemed to have forgotten he was a bodyguard. �But your father�� he said very, very quietly.

          �I�m not the fucking police. I�ve only been Vampire for 6 months, Detective. I haven�t the power to wipe out all the distasteful elements of the crime world yet,� Clair slapped Edmundo�s hand out of his face. �But if you�ll get out of my way before Giovanni gets here to stop me, I promise, this problem is about to get solved.�

          �You fuck this up, those pretty eyes of yours are going to be the only recognizable part of you. What with your new beast-head and all. I�ll make sure you go to Magdalene Prison, Leonelli. I won�t rest until you do. Does this Arrion have a reason to,� Edmundo scratched his head. �Why exactly are you taking this personally? J said something about the pact between two men but I never understand what he�s chattering about.�

          Clair opened his mouth to answer, but he couldn�t find the words he wanted. He looked away from Edmundo. �I�ve spent a lot of time with him over the last couple days and it�d be a shame for him to die because of me.� He shrugged and returned his gaze to Edmundo, weary eyes unable to hide what he really wanted to say.

          Edmundo, skilled in observation, saw the fear and something else. Jumping to about twenty conclusions at once and too much in detective mode to be shocked right now he said much more calmly. �In a situation like this it�s important to remember the criminal took something from you for a reason.� He looked imploringly at Mitchal and Boma. �It�s personal. Find out why. Otherwise, he may be in just as much danger as Daisuke.�

          Clair�s devious criminal mind was going into overdrive. �Mitchal, wait here for the others. Fill Giovanni in. He�ll know who to call. Detective, see what you can find out about Tony and Charlie. Call Mitchal with the info. Boma, you�re coming with me.�

          �You have a plan, Vampire?� Boma asked, moving to stand at Clair�s side like one of his bodyguards might.

          �The start of one.�

          Edmundo decided he didn�t have time to argue with Clair so he moved to acquire the cell phone number from Mitchal and left without another word, cautionary or otherwise.

          �Hey, boss. Edmundo just said he was going to see the old man. He said you should know what that means.�

          Clair looked amused for a second. �Shogun doesn�t particularly like cops. Edmundo is in for a time.� He handed Mitchal his phone. �I won�t need this or the tracker Ian put in it. I plan to be back at the casino by the end of the week. Try to keep Giovanni from having a nervous breakdown. Give him some of my pink pills if you have to.�

          �But Master Clair, I don�t think this is a good idea. Giovanni will be angry and I�ll be worried about you. And if something happens I couldn�t live with it being my fault. Why don�t you wait and we�ll all go with you. They�ll be here any minute.� Mitchal tried his best arguments fearing they�d fall on deaf stubborn ears. Having already used the old friend card he was at a loss. He pointed to Daisuke�s necklace still around Clair�s neck. �He�d never forgive you if you did something unwise.�

          �I can�t just sit by and pray for the best.� Clair pulled Mitchal into a very rare hug. �Could you live if something awful happened to Ian?� Clair asked in a whisper before he pulled away and stepped back. �I have to go. Now. Just tell Giovanni I slipped out while you went to get dinner.�

          Clair motioned for Boma to follow and headed for the back of the warehouse.

          Mitchal watched him leave and sought the comfort of his lucky dice. For the first time he realized how important it was that he never lose either one of them. There had to be two or they would no longer bring good fortune. He made up his mind to give Ian a bear hug as soon as he entered the hideout.
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