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Shadows and light waltzed in the great halls, the large windows which lined the corridors refused to hideaway the beauty of the city's night.
Deep inside the heart of the museum displayed one of the National Treasures. A painting by Kakyoin Noriaki, known as "Star Platinum" was the main attraction.
Despite the tranquility that was ever so present, the museum's silence was broken with a huff and grunts.
A figure was tied to the chair, struggling to break free Josuke grinds his teeth. He could only glare at the person before him.
The slim figure made his way toward the painting, taking it off the wall he breaks away the frame to fish out the canvas. Sliding the canvas into his bag, the thief only clicks his tongue.
"This is how they 'protect' the national treasure? Either you guys have lower standards or isn't even trying."
The thief turns to Josuke. He was a scandalously slim figured man; his full lips and high cheeks bone would make any model jealous. His green hair was striking and noticeable, the thief fashioned a mask which hides away his pupils. Dark raven lipstick glistered under the deemed lights. White crop top hugged his body, it proudly displayed his abs. Along with his crop top, he had white shorts on, which showed off his curves and other goods (Josuke swallows thickly). The thief wore matching black gloves and a knee-high boot.
"After all the trouble I went through to get you my memo, didn't you at least read it?"
Josuke's anger was replaced with embarrassment.
"I still don't know how you stick that memo on my crotch without me noticing it..."
A smirk grew on the perfect lip. The thief placed his hand on the chair and leaned toward Josuke.
"Oh, Office Higashikata."
Josuke shivered, he mentally told himself it was out of disgust. Not...
"I am more capable than to simply to put a memo on your private parts, so much more... After all, I am the great HEAVEN'S DOOR!"
The emerald-eyed thief kicks the chair, sending Josuke sliding across the marble floor.
"I would love to play with you Officer but I must bid thy farewell!"
Just as Rohan turn his heels, he heard the cranking of the gun. He saw now standing Josuke. Through his mask, he blinked.
"How?"
Josuke huffed
"Let's just that my habit of delinquency comes in handy."
The pompadoured officer has a pocket knife in his shoes and on his ankle. Old habit dies hard and Josuke was glad that was the case.
"Put the painting down Heaven's Door. AND NO MORE TRICKS!!!"
The thief shrugged. "Alright."
Before he put the case down, the thief raised one of his hand.
"But Officer Higashikata, you forgot to say 'put your hands up'!"
Throwing down his hand the thief disappeared into the cloud of smokes. Josuke was a coughing mess, squinting his eyes, he saw a vague figure running out through the back entrance of the room.
"YOU BASTARD GET BACK HERE!"
Running down the dark hallway, Josuke could hear Rohan's echoing laughter. The pompadoured officer's body heats up. His anger boiled within him, he wanted to catch the thief so badly, it was driving him insane!
Josuke shouted into his walkie-talkies "This is Officer Higashikata! I am currently in the west wing! I need back up! Hello? Do you read me? I need back up!"
There was static, no voice, no echoes.
The shadows gave the illusion of loops. He felt like he has been chasing after the thief for all eternity. A voice spoke to him. It was the embodiment of darkest desire, it whispered to Josuke that he never wanted the chase to end. Because if he does finally catch the thief...Josuke might not control himself.
Shoving the thoughts deep inside once more, Josuke tells himself he has a job to do.
Among the pillar, the darkness messed with Josuke's sense of direction. He runs straight into the thief. Their face smashed into one and another. Recovering from the impact quickly, the thief grabs Josuke and used him as a booster. He manages to climb up the pillar and reached the window, to Josuke it was too dark for him to make any clear shots.
Sticking his head back in, he waves at the officer.
"See you next time, my dear Officer Higashikata!" After blowing a kiss, he was gone.
Josuke bursts out through the nearest exit, outside the ground, was covered with police officers and the museum's night guards. He shouted toward his senior officer.
"Sir! What happened to my back up?!"
The senior officer seemed very flustered.
"Higashikata! We found your back up all sleeping! Heaven's Door got them with some kind of mechanical French bulldog toy with sleeping gas inside!"
Another voice among the squad shouted. "There he is on the roof!"
Josuke could see Heaven's Door running across the rooftop, he quickly glanced at the night sky.
"WHERE'S OUR HELICOPTER?!"
The senior officer pinched his nose ridge "When the pilot went into the bathroom, Heaven's Door replaced the fuel with vanilla ice cream."
He couldn't believe it. Heaven's Door was getting away and they stood around like an idiot.
All Josuke did was groaning. "I can't believe this...."
"DAMMIT! HE GOT AWAY AGAIN!!!!"
One of the cadets in training spoke up. "Um...Josuke? Your face...."
"What about it?"
Few of the officers glanced at each other, debating rather if they should tell him or not.
"There's a lipstick on your cheek....."
Reaching toward his left cheek, his gloved finger traced the black lip mark on his face.
How did it?....
Oh.
When they collided...
Josuke only stared at his smudged gloves. Deep crimson hue invades his cheeks. Twisting away, the young officer fumed.
"I'LL CATCH HIM FOR SURE NEXT TIME!!! YOU JUST WAIT HEAVEN'S DOOR! WHEN I DO, IT'LL BE THE GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!"
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In the farthest distant, under the fogy moons. Rohan Kishibe, the greatest thief in the world whispered ever so softy. Only the lonely fireflies could catch his sincerest wish.
"Josuke...."
"Please catch me..."