SYNOPSIS


In a quiet, non-descript office building, trouble is brewing.

A long-haired, well-dressed man walks through the front door and signs in at the security desk.  His name is GUNS, and he’s carrying a guitar case.  However, this serious-looking dude is not here to play music.  Guns is a hitman—and he’s here to do a job.

In another part of the building, the lovely but lethal ROSES is here to do the same thing: make a killing.  She glides through the vast hallways, hand-cannon already drawn…waiting to pump some much deserved bullets into her quarry.

Guns reaches the elevator; so far, so good.  He gets off, gun in hand.

Search and destroy.

The hallways are silent as a tomb.  Watch out hitwoman, Death is on the way…

Roses hears something!  Is it him?

The hitman who has given her much competition over the years?  She hides under the bar as he sweeps the layout—ready to blast at anything.  Will he draw first blood, or will she?  Will she die there that night, or will he?

It didn’t have to be this way for Roses.  She wanted to grow up and be a ballerina one day.  She dreamed of this when she was a little, blonde-haired girl growing up on the sandy shores of California.

She laughed and danced and played.  But many years later, she had turned into a quiet, empty shell.  Death was a living for her—but now she was tired of it.

It didn’t have to be this way for Guns, either.  Growing up in Osaka, Japan, he learned about honor and tradition.  His family was part of a powerful Yakuza clan, and he was bound by giri (duty) to enter the family “business.”  Guns just wants to run away.  Maybe if he survives this job, he will run…and run…and run.

Their thoughts are interrupted when they confront each other.  The lethal guns are pointed right at each other’s heads.  Seconds pass…the tension is unbearable.  Who’ll make the first move?  Who’ll die first?

But wait: Roses is rather attractive.  She has beautiful eyes.  And Guns is a rather dapper-looking fellow.  His long, obsidian-colored hair is sexy.  They lower their guns—mesmerized by each other’s presence.  Could it be they’re falling in love?

Guns pulls out a rose from his jacket and gives it to her.  She accepts it and takes his arm.  Yup, this looks like the beginning of a beautiful relationship…


THE END