Spy vs Spy - In Japan

スパイ　ＶＳ　スパイ
Spy Spy
　白い　　　　 黒い
Ｗｈｉｔｅ　　　 Ｂｌａｃｋ　

i have decided to use the Edo japan time period for my Fanfiction, this is where the Samurai have been phased out and there are only a few ronin (wandering samurai) left.


kuroi the black spy awoke from his bed to find that he had been blessed with a great sunny day, so he slithered out of his futon (Japanese style bed) and started staggering towards the bathroom "nomisugita" (i drank too much last night) he cursed to himself clutching his forehead with one hand while the other was looking for the bathroom door. to the relief of his aching head he found the door, walked into the bath and fell into a crumpled heap as the water poured over his head.

meanwhile, not to his knowledge but there, perched in a tree outside the black spy's bedroom lay his arch rival shiroi the white spy. He was of a solid build in his mid 30's wearing a pure white Kimono with a sheathed katana fitted under his belt on his right hand side. his hair was in a high top knot bound with white lace. "ojyamashimasu" - here i go. he chuckled to himself as he hopped into the house through the window.

just then kuroi bolted from the bathroom and ran into his bedroom, not wanting to lose his chance for a surprise attack, shiroi jumped back out the window from which he came and hung himself off a lower tree branch.

kuroi ran straight into his wardrobe and quickly got dressed he emerged wearing a pure black Kimono. he then proceeded to truss up his still wet hair into a topknot with a black lace ribbon, grabbed his trusty black katana sheathed it on to his left side and in a determined manor said to himself "ittekuru!" - off i go!

after kuroi's sudden exit shiroi was left puzzled and somewhat curious as to why kuroi had taken off so suddenly. the thoughts of him getting away and foiling shiroi's plan started to get to him, he could feel his blood literally start to boil from within, so much that he squeezed the branch he was dangling from so hard it snapped in his hands, ultimately causing him to fall and land on his touche. In a small fit of rage he screamed out "fuzzakenna omae ra kurosu zo!!! - dont screw with me you coward, ill have your hide!!! and proceeded to chase after him while at the same time keeping his distance.

from a far shiroi spotted kuroi at a takoyaki stand on the street. kuroi had noticed that shiroi was tailing him and needed to get him off his back. so with not much time on his hands spotted the red light district not too far from where he was and made a break for it. Heading straight into a brothel.

shiroi stopped at the same takoyaki stand to catch a quick breath and also to see where his prey had strayed off to. reaching into his breast pocket he pulled out his retractable telescope and started to scope the scene. noticing kuroi through a window talking to a person dressed similar to kuroi's attire.

towards the shadow of this angel who was enticing him with her so shiroi decided to play it cool and proceeded to waltz right through the door. only to be greeted by the brothels owner. "irashaemase!" - welcome to my humble establishment and deeply bowed in front of him, "kochira ni doozo" - please right this way. while gesturing his hand towards a door in the middle of the room. shiroi while puzzled at what was going on had forgotten completely about kuroi. he was then met by the shadow of a voluptuous woman behind a dressing room curtain. needless to say shiroi's eyes almost popped out of his sockets and leapt to the curtain where this somewhat of an angel was tempting him.

but to his disappointment all that lay behind the curtain was a large tunneled hole that led out to the edge of a cliff. As he fell to his death he saw kuroi on the edge of a balcony adjacent to the hole he fell through. after hearing a loud thud kuroi, with a girl in one arm and making a victory symbol with the other. hisses with happiness as the curtains close.