Weiss Kreuz SeaSpray

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around so she could see it. "Oh. No. Don't really remember what my natural color is anymore..Been this way awhile though!" Nami shrugged her shoulders and gently took the iris from him."Wow.. this is so pretty!!" She turned to Michelle. "Hey! You think your mom would like some of these irises?"

Michelle rolled her eyes and smiled faintly at Yohji. "Her name is Nami." She then turned atNami. "Maybe, but I want to get her something really unique this year. Get some of those foryourself, eh?" Michelle chuckled to herself and moved away from Nami, knowing any second she

would turn into the natural flirt that she was. "Just like Nami.. she walks into a place and a guy immediately fawns over her" , Michelle thought to herself. Yohji was taken by surprised for a moment. Usually his muses failed miserably and he was shunned back to

the register and called a pervert. He stared at the ground for a moment recovered. WAIT! Maybe...her naturalhair colour was blond! This may be easier then he initially thought. Instead of trying to pick her up (due tolack of time), maybe he could persuade her to a later date in which to 'go out' somewhere...flashy--his style.She seemed as if she would be the type of person who would certainly enjoy herself. HE WAS WORKINGTHOUGH. Focus Yohji, FOCUS! He threw on a struggled grin and turned to Michelle. "For your mother? Well,why no Cattleyas?" His grin faded to a small smile that, for a moment, seemed to reflect his soul. "They're myfavorite..." He shook the memories away and tightened the hair tie in his hair to distract them. "But not somuch; she's not around anymore..." With that, he slipped away from them, leaving pieces of his shatter pastin common words that would never be understood.

Michelle noted Yohji's statement, but continued her search. She had a feeling that it would just,

call out to her. She looked around the shop, her arms crossed in front of her. The tiny frowndisappeared as her eyes roved over the man standing in the doorway. "Hm. Weeeeell, maybe thisflower shop isn't too bad." Michelle smiled and shook her head at her own silly thought andcontinued looking.

Nami looked down at the iris in her hand and at the guy who had given it to her. He looked sadall of a sudden. She moved her eyes from side to side, as if debating something in her mind. Witha tiny nod and a smile she moved forward and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me? I'd likesome irises, please. And.." She bowed her head to look at the flower and then peeked up at himcoyly with a tiny smile, "I never got your name."

Yohji turned his head when he was tapped and instantly clamped his mouth shut. The other customers hehad been speaking to smiled and moved away, leaving them alone. When she spoke, he hardly could make outwhat she was saying. Somehow he got it. "Kudou, Kudou Yohji." He said with a flash of his girl-killer grin. Hemoved just a little closer to her and winked. "Nami, right? I really do love your hair. How about we get

together sometime. I would really love that. But how many Irises did you want?"Nami responded with a grin of her, stepping back one step. She waggled her eyebrows at himin a flirtatious manner, but continued speaking as if it hadn't happened. "Get together? Hm. Isuppose that could be a good time. As for how many.. what do you suggest, Yoohji?" She drewout his name a little bit. Man, she had missed flirting!

The man standing in the doorway continued to watch people with a frown, hoping more would file out. Tono avail. He sighed and turned to go back upstairs. He froze when a girl with midnight black hair enter theline of his sight. For some reason... she was the only on in the shop that didn't seem very happy. It made hima little uneasy and kept him from moving for quite some time.

Michelle continued looking, heaving a frustrated sigh. She noticed another sales person, abrunette guy who seemed swarmed by young girls. With a chuckle, she shifted through them, notso politely shoving some out of the way. "Excuse me? I could use some help finding a specificflower." She stood firmly in front of the girls, blocking their way to the guy. He looked a bit

frazzled really. Michelle couldn't help but chance a glance at the red-haired man who stood in thedoorway.

Hm this one was playing it tough. He let an excited grin escape him and break out onto the surface of hisface. "Well, for a lovely lady as yourself, I would say a whole store of irises wouldn't compare to your beauty.Even that, though, would be...super expensive. Maybe just a bunch?" He opened his hands up. "About thismuch. About later..." He held up two fingers and winked yet again. "Would you be able to wait two days?"

Nami had the smart sense to look down and blush a little bit, trying very hard to contain herlaughter. "Man, he just REEKS of charm. Definitely cute though." She took a deep breath in aneffort to compose herself and looked back up at him. "A bunch sounds lovely. I'll go tell my friendthat I'm about finished." She turned to walk away, but paused and looked back over her shoulder.


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"The real question is.. can you wait two days?" She smirked and sauntered away, swaying herhips the tiniest bit.

Ken was looking as if he really wanted to jump off a bridge. At least he would be away from the swarminggirls all asking him for a certain type of flower that they knew nothing about. Life was hard. When a girlshoved her way in front of him, he was half-tempted to just take the chance run away. "Ah, hold on! I'm doingfive million things at once," He stammered. A thought suddenly dawned on him. "Wait, hey, some of you, seethat red-head over there? His name's Aya. Go bother him. He works, here, as you know, and he can help youtoo." Since he's here...Ken could use him to his advantage. Ahhh...he was a dead man later. If the girls didn'tkill him first.

"Barely!" Yohji called after her, grabbing up some irises and delicately arranging them. This time, he madethem especially perfect-looking, wrapping them with clear purple plastic that collected some dew from thefreshly-watered flowers. He walked up to the cash register and placed them on the table where they awaitedher soft-looking hands.

Michelle sighed and noticed that many of the girls had stayed around the brunette, a fewsharing scared looks as they looked at the red-head. With a shrug she shifted through the girlsagain and moved to stand in front of him. "Excuse me? Can you help me?"

Nami giggled the tiniest bit as she found Michelle in the crowd. She had just gone up to talk toa guy. A cute guy. Smiling a little bit, Nami amused herself looking at the other flowers in theshop. Maybe her friend would get a little lucky too.

Aya raised an eyebrow, shaking bangs from his eyes. "Don't tell me Ken put you up to this?" He askedquietly, glaring over at the soccer fanatic. This wasn't going to go over well. He hated when they tried to sethim up with a girl he didn't even know. Usually it was Yohji tormenting him though... He was struck suddenlyby realization. Maybe the truth was that she really did need help. "Wait..." He murmured, a little apology inhis voice. "I'm sorry, I thought--never mind--forget I said that. What can I help you with?"

Michelle raised an eyebrow in curiosity but merely shrugged her shoulders when he refuted hisprevious comment. "I was wondering - well, hoping really.. do you carry any lilly-of-the-valley?"She smiled faintly, to seem polite, however there was a distance in her eyes. A desperation,almost. It was what she needed this year. She just felt it. She needed to get those flowers.

Aya looked slightly surprised. "Most places would never consider carrying it." He turned towards the storageand gave a little smile that didn't dare to reach his eyes. "I could be wrong, but I'm almost positive I keptsome." He took a few steps towards it. "Follow me."

Michelle let out a tiny sigh of relief and followed him. "It would be lovely if you had some. It's just what I need."

He opened the heavy door and slipped into the pouring, humid sunlight. Glancing around a little, he finallylocated the shimmering, white flowers. He didn't hide the proud look that glazed over his violet eyes. "Therethey are. Uh, do you want the plant or would you like me to cut you some flowers?" Lucky for him, they wereblooming and nicely. Yohji would have probably taken them out today if he had bothered to check to seewhat new flowers were blooming. Ah, they were all falling drastically behind. All he wanted to do was sleep.

"Ummm..." She glanced up and down and side to side, biting the side of her lip. "For now,could you just cut me seven flowers please? Would it be possible to come back for the plant atanother time? I'm not entirely sure if I can use the whole plant just yet." She was trying her bestto act cool about it, but she was terribly excited. A glimmer appeared in her eye as she looked atthe tiny, white flowers. She murmured, "They're so beautiful.."

Nami moved away from the flowers she had been looking at and went to the register. Sheleaned up against it and stood gazing at her irises. Yohji really had done a lovely job wrappingthem. They looked picturesque. If only she had her camera...

Aya couldn't help but looked slightly amused by this girl. How should he describe it... she was different. Alot different. "Seven? Okay, I can do that. I'll keep the plant here in case you come back. We'll probably takeit out next week though, so try to be back by then," Aya stated a little blankly before grabbing a pair of scissors from a drawer. He began cutting in quick movements that only took a few seconds. He had it wrappedand even more pretty than they were on the plant. He handed the bouquet to her and walked out, holding thedoor silently. "Take them to the register." It would be a good idea to escape now so no more girls came up tohim asking for help.

"Hmmm fancy meeting you here," Yohji said in a silk voice, running a hand over the flowers. "Your total is1600 yen. But for you, it's free." He gave a crooked grin as the ding of the register sounded when it opened.He fished in his pocket, dropped coins into it and closed it. He handed the flowers to her and gave one of thesweetest smiles he owned. "Come back soon, Nami."


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"Thank you Yohji!" She smiled brilliantly at him, and turned to see Michelle coming towardsher. "Look at these lovely flowers!"

She looked down at the flowers in her arms and smiled. These were right, she knew it thesecond he put them in her hand. The smile she felt on her lips was one that she did not useoften.. it was one of genuine pleasure and contentment. She looked up, gracing him with thesame smile. "Thank you so much for your help, Aya. It means a lot." She turned away and cameup beside Nami. "Yeah, Nami. Those are nice." She gave her friend a different smile, one far more

restrained, in a way. She turned towards Yohji. "How much for these, please?" "Ah..." Yohji stared at them for a second. "What ARE those?" He looked around and then finally pulled out asheet, scanning through it. "Lilly of the valley, right? I could be wrong."

Aya had grunted in responded to that girl's beautiful smile. He had had no idea what else to do. He wentback to his spot in the door way and watched her, silently.

Michelle held back a tiny sigh, although she did manage to roll her eyes a little bit. "He worksin a flower shop, for goodness' sake!" She spoke patiently, "Yes. They're lilly-of-the-valley. Yourassociate Aya helped me get them."

"Awesome. I was right~" He smiled a little and then typed a few buttons in. "Funny how HE just decides tosell them without telling anyone. Alright your total is 2300 yen. Damn they're expensive. Let's cut it a littleshall we? For Nami's friend, your total will be 1500 yen. Better?" He adjusted his sunglasses on top of his head.

Michelle ignored Nami's giggle and pulled the money out of the bag that was slung over hershoulder. She placed it on the counter. "Thank you."

Nami grinned and hooked her arm with Michelle's. She waved back at Yohji with her flowers asthey left the store. "Good-bye Yoohji! See you in two days!" As soon as they were a far distancefrom the store, Nami began to gush to Michelle about Yohji.

"No problem." Yohji took the money and tossed it carelessly into the register, closing it. "Have a nice day,miss. Oh~ Nami~~ two days it is! I will wait for you. "

For the past two days loud, and rather obnoxious humming was heard through out the shop. Many girlsprodded Yohji for the details of his happiness, but he just winked at them. No one exactly knew why on earthYohji could possibly be so happy. It was the day before Yohji's date that Manx came to the Koneko to deliverthem with their first new mission since ESSET sunk into the depths of the ocean. Everyone seemed on edgeand extremely nervous to get their asses back into the game. Ken and Omi seemed rather excited though. Itwas all they talked about at dinner. Yohji wasn't so thrilled though. This mass murderer had been going afterevery corrupt corporation head and destroying them. It was kind of one of those good evils just like Weiss.

Yohji didn't understand what the difference was between the mass murderer, Kakon Katerisa, andthemselves. He guessed it was just Kritiker versus freelance. Either way, he didn't like it. Aya just lookednervous; he had no idea what was going through their leader's head, but he would bet that it had somethingto do with his sister Aya-chan who was almost constantly sleeping upstairs in his room. Aya hadn't gottenmuch sleep either over the past month; he watched his sister like he was thinking if he took his eyes off hershe would slip back in the coma she was in for three years. Anyway, they all have to focus on this missionnow. They sure as hell couldn't fuck up their first mission back. What would Kritiker think? When Manx left,Yohji had called Nami (after finding her number in the fat, ugly phone book) to figure out the details of theirdate. He was elated to find out that Nami was flexible enough to work with his hectic schedule. She was veryunderstanding...so understanding that Yohji felt as if he were really falling for her. He didn't want to thinkabout that though... Their date was in an hour and he looked worse than Aya who hadn't slept in a month!SHOWER TIME~

Nami was in a remarkably good mood. Her date with Yohji was in an hour and she couldn't

have been more unprepared. She had gotten out of the shower but was now dealing with thetroubling matter of what to wear. Yohji had merely told her to dress nicely; not where they weregoing. "Grrrr..." she muttered to herself as she rummaged through her closet. "AH HA!!" Shegrinned, pulling out the skirt she had been looking for. It was a knee-length, black, A-line skirtand one of her favorites. She also pulled out a pale blue blouse and a white lace camisole. Shethen dropped to her knees and searched until she found her silver heels. "Yes!" Feeling extremelypleased with herself, she got dressed and put her hair in a braid and put some small silver hoopsin her ears. She then did a once-over in the mirror, touching up her make-up. "This is going to begreat." Now all she had to do was wait.

"Omi! What's for dinner? Yohji's going out with that girl so I dunno what's going on," Ken called up the stairswhere he suspected the youngest member of Weiss was.


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"I don't know," Omi said as he emerged from his room and stared down at Ken. "Wasn't Aya supposed to makeit? And don't you have soccer practice in an hour and a half?"

"Yeah, that's the problem. You know, maybe I'll just grab something on the way back or I'll heat up the leftovers later. Whatever; it doesn't matter."

"I was just about to make it. There should be enough time," Came a low voice from behind Ken. Ken spun around, a look of horror on his face. "A-Aya!? I thought you were upstairs with Aya-chan?""She's sleeping." "Oh...yeah..well, I thought-- So you're starting dinner soon?""Yohji will regret missing it." Michelle was visiting a familiar spot that evening, dressed in black. She knelt on the soft grass

and gazed down at the lilly-of-the-valley that were still in pristine condition, even after two days.She managed a soft smile as she ran her fingers across the black marble. "Oh, Mom. You shouldsee Nami. That huge date we told you about? It's tonight. She's bouncing off the walls she's soexcited. It was so sunny today. I had to tell her to tone it down." She chuckled. "I really do hopeyou like these. Took me forever to find them. A nice man at the flower shop helped me." Her gazesoftened and she sighed. "He seemed so.. distant. Foreboding." She shook her head with a laugh."Just like me. The untouchable one is the one I find irresistible. Ah well. I gotta get going, Mom."She stood and bowed slightly in respect. "Blessed be." She turned with a tiny sigh from thetombstone and made her way out of the graveyard.

"I'm sure a lot of people would, Aya~ Everyone always says that your cooking is the best." Omi beamed,hopping down the steps. "I'll help you make it so it'll go faster."

"I'll go get ready to save time too. Thanks guys," Ken shot them a small smile before running up the stairs.Yohji grinned as he strutted out of the shower in a towel. He padded down the hallway and into his room.

Stepping out the piles of shit on the floor, he opened his closet to find an array of fancy clothes. He eyedthem all over before, taking a casual black satin dress shirt from the hanger. He threw it over his shouldersand buttoned it half way. He stuck his small hoop earring back in, threw his towel in the corner, slippedboxers on and a pair of black jeans. He managed to find a pair of matching socks, put them on and hisfavorite shoes. They were made of brown leather with pointed tips. So comfortable and fitting to hispersonality. Once he was satisfied with his wavy hair, he flipped open his expensive-looking cell phone. Yohjihit a button and listened to the soft ringing, his heart pounding with excitement.

Nami was blasting her music and adding the finishing touches to her outfit. She just barelymanaged to grab the phone; luckily she heard her cell ringing in between songs. "Hello?" Shehurriedly grabbed the remote for her stereo and turned the music down.

Sakura was just a tiny bit bored, needless to say. It had been surprisingly slow all day in theflower shop. Right now there were no customers. She heaved a sigh and shrugged her shoulders.Better than the horde of girls always there to see the guys. With a chuckle she started wateringsome flowers, humming to herself.

"Hahaha was that music blaring 'Love Game' by Lady Gaga?" Yohji asked innocently with laugher resonatinghis his soft voice. "I hear that on the radio all the time. It's a girly song, but I like it." He smiled through thereceiver and began heading down the stairs. "Our reservation is in 40 minutes. Are you ready to be picked upnow?"

"Well, I loooove it." She laughed. "Lady Gaga has such great beats. Perfect for dancing." Shestarted walking around her apartment; she had trouble staying still. "I've been ready foraaaaaaaages. Clearly, you take too long." She grinned, stepping out onto her balcony. "I've beenwaiting, watching the world go by."

"And I loooove dancing!" Yohji said smoothly, twirling the keys to his car on his finger. "How about it, next

time we go to a club and dance the night away...just you...and me." He opened the door to the garage andshut it behind him. "I am pretty slow, but don't worry: I'm fast at other things." He beeped his car open andslid into the front seat, revving the gas as he started it. "I'll be there in a few seconds--hold your breath."

"Mmmhmmm.. see you soon." She said with a tiny smile and hung up the phone. She switchedit onto vibrate and placed it inside her black clutch. She took a look out at the sky. It was going tobe a beautiful night. She would see to that. Wrinkling her nose with a smile, she locked up herapartment and went to the elevator, pushing the down button.

Yohji shot out of the garage and down the street. It was only a few blocks away--where she lived. Hepulled up to the curb, putting his flashers on. The dark green seven seemed to glow under the night's stars.God, he loved this car. So did Asuka... Why did it seem like he thought about Asuka a lot more recently...?

Shayla slid into her desk chair with a tiny yawn. It was obscenely early in Dublin, but she didn't


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care. It was summer, so there was nothing wrong with being awake at ungodly hours. She mightas well get used to it, after all. She was moving soon. With another yawn she signed online. Herbuddy list popped up, saying that LilChangeling, herself, had signed on. "I wonder if Omi isonline.." she murmured to herself.

Nami walked out of the front door of the building as Yohji pulled up to the curb. She stopped afew steps from the car and smiled. "Well, that was fast."

Omi put the butter back into the fridge and watched as Ken put away the last of the dishes into the dishwasher. "Thanks for the meal, Aya!" Omi said with a bright smile at the red head who seemed a little worsefor wear. Getting a mere 'You're welcome', he dashed up the stairs and into his room where his laptop awaitedhim. Immediately, he signed online. To his pleasure, he saw that his long-time pen pal was on. He typed inEnglish: Hello, Shayla. How are you?

Shayla smiled as the message from Omi popped up on her screen. She responded: Hi, Omi =)I'm tired, but good. How are you?

Ken laughed after Omi and shut the dish washer. He knew that Omi was going to go talk to that girl he likedagain. "Hey Aya, I'm going to practice now. Make sure you remind Omi about helping Sakura close up today. Idon't think she can reach the door." Ken turned and ran out the garage, getting on his motorcycle and gunningit to his favorite place: the soccer field.

Omi grinned and responded with: I'm pretty good, busy with work. Tomorrow is going to...well it'll be alate night. ^_^ Why are you tired?

Shayla rolled her eyes and replied: Because it's quite early in the morning here. Sun hasn't

even risen yet. Haha. Going to be out partying tomorrow night, Omi? Shayla laughed as she sentthe message. She had gotten the feeling that Omi was not a partier in the time she'd been talkingto him. Still, it was fun to tease.

"What can I say? You live close, this car is fast, and I just had to see how beautiful you were." He gave oneof his drop-dead smiles and walked around the car to open the door for her. "Like it? This car is my treasure."

"It is a very nice car," She said with a smile as she slid into the passenger seat. She couldn'tresist a laugh as a breeze picked up and tousled Yohji's hair. Just as she had suspected it, it madehim look more adorable.

Omi laughed and then scowled playfully, saying: Nooo!! I should be partying! Instead, I have to go set upsecurity systems with Aya soon. And tomorrow, I'll be out all night working. It's pretty busy here...But it's funworking with everyone.

Shayla laughed and stretched in her chair before responding: Well that sounds fun, I suppose.But I thought you worked in a flower shop? You're going to be off getting flowers that only bloom

at night, huh? "Mhm~" Yohji smiled, pulling his sunglasses over his eyes. "Ready for the time of your life?" He didn't waitfor an answer as he started the engine and gunned it down the road and too the overly fancy restaurant. Hepulling luckily into a front row parking spot and opened the door for her. "Nami, your table awaits."

Omi blinked and sighed, leaning back to think for a moment. How much should he tell her? Oh yeah, I killpeople too... Instead he decided to say: Not at night I don't! The Koneko closes pretty early. At nightsometimes I get jobs to set up security systems and sometimes even some hack jobs. I don't know, I'm justreally good with computers so I get a lot of jobs like that.

Nami smiled and got up gracefully from the car and went into the restaurant, shooting at smileback at Yohji.

Shayla gasped and laughed. Wow, another thing they had in common! She said: Hack jobs?Oh, Omi. That's soooo terrible of you. Haha. Has anyone managed to hack your computer?

He jogged to catch up to her and the golden opened to allow them inside. A decked out woman leaned

forward with a bright smile. 'Name please.' She stated, her eyes distance and uncaring. Yohji sighed, shewasn't his type. Besides, Nami was the only girl he has found in a while that he actually liked. He was going togive her his best shot and try not to lose this one. "Kudou." They then were escorted to a lavish table by thewindow seated for two. He offered Nami her chair and then sat down in his. "I hope you can find somethingyou like here. They have a pretty big selection. Make sure you get everything you want. Don't worry about thecost."

Nami adjusted her skirt as she sat and rested her clutch against her ankle on the floor. Shelooked around the restaurant admiringly. "This really is a nice place." She moved her gaze to Yohjiand waggled her eyebrows, grinning. "Trying to score big on the first date, hm?

Omi laughed quietly, glancing around the room for any sign of Aya in the hall way. Luckily no one wasthere. To be honest, yes, my computer has been hacked before. He frowned. Yeah, it was hacked by


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Schwarz... and not to mention smashed to pieces by Taketori's lovely police force. Life had been greatthen...NOT. It was fine though; I got them back, trust me haha! I don't know why I haven't told you thatbefore, I guess I'm just so used to everyone knowing about it at school that I just assumed. I'm sorry for nevermentioning that. Computers are my forte.

"I got to make an impression on you don't I?" Yohji replied with a bright grin. "I bet I've beaten all the otherguys you've dated, hm, hm, hm?" He mused.

Shayla nodded and said: Hah, it's alright. Being hacked isn't pleasant, I would guess. Neverreally had that problem. Anyone who even tries to hack my computer gets the worse sort of virus.My own invention. She couldn't helping chuckling. She was recalling when someone had tried tohack her computer. Oh, they had been SO angry. I can share it, if you'd like.

Nami leaned back, rolling her eyes. "I don't know. Date has barely even started yet. I can'tmake a proper assessment until the end." She grinned and winked at him.

Omi's eye brows raised and he grinned. NO WAY!? You like hacking too!? Definitely I'd love to see your virus.I've personally constructed many different types as well. Oh how he would have loved to go into more andmore details, but he just couldn't tell her anything more. Then he would have to tell her about Weiss. Itwouldn't really hurt them all the way here across the ocean, but he didn't want to chance losing her as afriend.

"You're good," Yohji said with a laugh. He pulling his sunglasses up onto the top of his head, revealing hisshining emerald eyes. "Screw beverages. I'm getting a smoothie. What say you?"

Shayla laughed. Omi really was a cute guy. She may have never seen his face or heard hisvoice, but she could tell. Like hacking? Nah. I love it. If I'm not wandering the hills outside thecity, I'm working on my computer.

"Only if it's strawberry banana." She laughed. "I have this terrible weakness for strawberries. Itcan really be a problem." Her bright green eyes sparkled.

Oh.. wow! I can't believe that we're so alike! Omi grinned and spun around in his chair. Do you have anyexperience with security systems? I'm trying to create one that will only activate if a CERTAIN person enters.I'm finding it extremely difficult I've only gotten to creating... He went about describing his current work indeep and informational details that would have made most people explode. He was hoping that Shayla atleast might understand him.

"Strawberries? Hmm I may be able to use that against you, Nami!" He grinned. "LOOK!" He pointed to themenu and beamed. "They do have it. I'm going to try this apple sherbet. It sounds weird."

Aya trudged up the stairs and dragged his feet down the hall way and into his room. He had barely touchedthe dinner he had made himself due to the fact that he couldn't get his sister off his mind. Sakura had filledhim in on everything he had missed while Aya-chan was awake. He and Yohji had had a conversation about itlast night. It went something like this:

"So Aya, how is Aya-chan doing?""Well, she seems to be better... I still haven't gotten a chance to talk to her. She sleeps so much--I'm afraid

she's going to--""No, no I think it's just because she's been through so much. I'd bet that she'll recover soon. It's terrible that

every time she does wake up, your either in the shop or that one time when you had just left to go foodshopping. But to me, it seems like she's staying awake much longer.

It was driving Aya crazy. Why was it that every time his sister woke up, it was when he wasn't there. Yohjijust happened to always be there. Probably because Yohji always slept late and that was around the time thatAya-chan usually woke up? Aya was determined to catch her at least once. And maybe he could get her to stayawake. Maybe... He was so nervous. What should he say? He walked into his room and softened violet eyes fellup his sister. "I'm back Aya... Please wake up for me soon..."

Shayla leaned back in her chair, tapping her fingers against the desk. She contemplated whatOmi had said for a few minutes before she responded. If you could give the system some kind of indication about the select person, it could be possible. Looks, height, anything specific enough topick that one person out from many. She went on to offer suggestions and conditions for thesecurity system in just as much detail as Omi had explained to her.

Nami couldn't help but laugh at Yohji's eccentric attitude. "It does sound a little weird, I'lladmit. But even the strangest things can surprise you." She smiled, skimming over the menu andglancing at Yohji from time to time.

Aya shifted in her sleep, rolling onto her side with a tiny groan. She faced the wall and slowlylet her eyes flutter open. She stretched out her arms and emitted a loud yawn. She rolled backover, arms still outstretched and saw her brother standing just inside the doorway. "Ran?" Her


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eyes lit up and she leaped up from the bed. She immeadiately swayed from getting up tooquickly. She sat down again on the bed, rather than fall on the floor. She looked up at herbrother, trying to blink back tears. It had been far too long since she had seen her brother's face.How he had changed since then. Aya felt very much the same as she did before the accident, onlyolder and far more out of the loop. Sakura and Yohji had been more than helpful but it wasn't thesame as seeing her brother with her own two eyes. "Oh Ran.. I've missed you."

Omi processed all the help she could give and finally came up with something. He thanked her many, manytimes and continued to discuss the many different sides to tackle this new security system. Shayla you'vehelped me a lot! You would be a great team mate if you were here. It sucks you are so far away. I haven'teven met you!

Shayla couldn't help but laugh. She was thinking about telling him the news, but decided tohold off. Surprises were far more entertaining. Ah, it's not too bad, Omi. One day I'm sure we'llmake a great team. For know this will work.

"Haha trust me, I know!" He smiled softly and leaned back in his chair. Eventually they ordered their mealsand continued with their playful conversation. Yohji finished his food in record time, crossing his arms andwatching her intently. "You know...this apple sherbert isn't bad at all. Want to try?"

Nami had just finished polishing off her smoothie. She smacked her lips and set the glassdown. "Haha, sure." She reached her hand forward to take it from him.

Omi sighed. It would have been great if kritiker would hire her, ship her out to Japan and she could joinWeiss and help him a little. It was great with Yohji, Ken, and Aya, but it just got a little lonely sometimes. It

was always when Ken was at soccer practice and Yohji on a date, Aya reading a book somewhere or whateverhe does that Omi always got this sort of longing feeling. It would be great... if only, if only. For now...I guess.=(

He held the apple sherbert away from her, stole her hand in his and pulled her closer. With a micheivioussmile, he place the glass back down and pointed to his cheek. "Kiss first!"

Nami raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Well, if I must, I must." She leaned forward and placeda lingering kiss on Yohji's cheek. She leaned backwards with a smile. "Now?"

'Once his sister's groan entered his ears, Aya almost passed out. He had to keep taking deep breaths tocontrol his pounding heart. Just to hear her voice even just a little...made his head spin. How much he hadlonged for this moment almost hurt to experience it. He was nervous, and above all else, he was so happy.When her eyes met his, he froze, his heart stopped beating and he held his breath. She called his name...Somehow he moved closer to the bed, like walking through a cloudy dream. He fell onto his knees, blinkingback tears. Aya jumped up when she tried to get up and held her shoulders tightly, a look of love glintingthrough his eyes. He didn't know what to say. He looked like a dying gold fish opening and closing his mouthbefore he finally got words out. He wasn't very successful. "Aya...you..." His head collapsed onto her shoulderand he took a deep breath. He couldn't look at her and say this. "I've waited so long for you to open your eyes.Sometimes I thought it would never happen--that you really were gone. And that I was alone. Now that yourhere, I don't know what to do." He looked up, tears brimming blue eyes. "You heard...from Yohji abouteverything, right? What I've done...to keep you alive, to...possibily wake you up." Aya burried his head in hershoulder again and shut his eyes. "W-what...tell me me what you're thinking. What should I do, Aya? Do youwant to...go somewhere else? Start over..? Do I derserve that? I don't think I derserve anything. But I have totake care of you now..more than ever. I'll do anything for you, Aya."

"Now, you can have anything you want!" He brightened and handed her the apple sherbert with pleasure. Aya wrapped her arms around her brother and just held onto him for a few minutes. It still

seemed so surreal. She gently stroked his hair and smiled softly, a few tears running down hercheeks. "Yes, Yohji told me everything. I forgive you for all of it. You do what you need to do."

Aya leaned back and looked at her brother. "He tells me your name is Aya now." She smiled andchuckled. "I think it would get rather confusing with two people with the same name. You built anew life with 'Aya' so I'll build a new life now that I'm better." She laughed, thinking for a minute."Call me Rani, yeah? You've got a good life here in the flower shop.. and good friends. Weshouldn't leave them. We're together now, which is what matters." She giggled. "You know, youcan smile for me! You look so serious!"

Nami laughed and took the glass from him, taking a sip. She licked her lips and smiled, settingit back down on the table. "That is pretty good, I must admit. You made a good choice, Yohji."She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling. She hadn't had this much fun on a date in a long time.

Aya was taken aback and a look of surprised settled onto his face. He let out a soft laugh and a small smileglided over his lips. "I haven't smiled like this in three years. I feel so happy--I've never felt so happy." He


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wrapped his arms tightly around her and pulled her close. "In all these three years, you know, I've never leftyour side. I always would tell you stories. I can't remember them now, but... you were the only one I couldreally talk to." He stopped and smiled again. "I have so much to say...haha I really--I'm just going to explode."He pulled back from her and looked his sister over carefully. "I like the name Rani, it suits you...I wonderwhat mom and dad would think if they knew we traded names like this!"

"Picking you out of allllllll the other girls in the Koneko was the good choice, no, it was the BEST choiceI've ever made!" Yohji slid his chair out and stood up. "Shall we go?"

"They'd probably just shake their heads and laugh at us!" She laughed and hugged her brotheragain. "I'm glad you're happy, I really am. But you have to be happy for other reasons besidesme! Be happy that the flowers are pretty. Be happy if you meet a cute girl! It's not a bad thing tobe happy from time to time. I hope this 'happy once every three years' thing doesn't becomehabit." Rani laughed again. "If you have so much to tell me, then start talking. I know I don'thave anything to tell you." She smiled.

Nami laughed as she stood up, grabbing her purse as she did. "Well, I suppose I should feelflattered that you chose me. I'm ready to go." She smiled up at him.

Aya stared at her for a moment. "Remember... your birthday?" He smiled calmly. "Well... I have yourpresent." He stretched into his pants pocket and pulled out the earring that had been in Rani's hand for such along time. Finally she would get to see it. Aya pushed part of his hair away to show her the earring in his leftear. He held out his hand, and the matching one glimmered at her. "This is for you. Now we never will beseperated. I'm going to try for you, Ay--Rani to be happy. I don't know if I can... if I deserve to."

As they left, Yohji felt lighter. He couldn't tell if it was because he was so elated or because, well, hiswallet was much emptier. HEY! He had to impress her, didn't he?! They zoomed off in his sexy sevenconvertable. "Nami~ you're coming back to the flower shop and we're going to watch a movie of your choiceon our huge TV!"

Rani gasped a little at the lovely earring, but she couldn't help but chuckle seeing the other inAya's ear. "This is beautiful. I'll make it into a necklace." She clenched it her palm and giggled."Girls look rather silly with one earring, but it looks very good on you." She sobered a little bit andlooked her brother, very calm. "Everyone deserves the chance to be happy. You did what you hadto do. You saved many innocent people, including me. You had to do some evil to get there, butyou did for the sake of man kind. It was a noble gesture and you are forgiven for it. You haveevery right to be happy." She smiled a little bit.

Nami laughed, settling back into the seat. "Alright, I guess I don't have a choice." She grinnedand winked at him.

Aya laughed. "You're right... Well, I was going to give you both, but I kind of grew attached to this one."When the atmosphere grew heavy with seriousness, Aya twitched and became a bit more nervous. "That istrue, but in saving others, we take lives. We kill people with family too. No, the worst part is that it doesn'tbother me. Nothing mattered because it was for you. I've bloodied your name... I'm so sorry, Aya."

"Well, it's not really about having a choice! It's whether you like big TVs or not!"Nami couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head a little. "I suppose that makes sense. I have

nothing against big TVs." "Well, there, you see, it's already decided. We should be there soon.""Alright." Nami settled back in her seat and watched the city fly by. Rani didn't say a word. She just leaned over and gave her brother a huge hug. She squeezed

him and held him close. Resting her head on his shoulder she whispered, "I forgive you." Ken beamed as he watched the kids kick the last ball into the net. He clapped his hands to get their

attention and, instinctly, they all ran from their postions to gather around the ex-goalie. "Alright, well, that'sit for tonight. Sorry, guys I need to go home early tonight. There's a certain someone I need to keep in line."He leaned in closer to them and whispered. "His date is coming over... I have to watch them." He stuck out histongue as the little boys ran away going: 'Ewww~~' Ken laughed and watched them all disapear into thedistance.

Omi realized with a start how much time had progressed and quickly shut his computer off without asecond thought. He threw a large, black bag together consisting of wires, monitors, and a bunch of other junkthat he needed. The rest was already there waiting for him. He left the bag in the hall way and rushedtowards Aya's room. "Aya! Aya!

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say would be lost. "Ah, it's time isn't it?" He frowned and shot Rani a struggled glance. "I'm... so not ready." Shayla stared blankly at her computer screen and blinked. Blink. Blink. Omi had just signed off

rather abruptly. Without even saying goodbye. "Hmph." Shayla shrugged and stood from hercomputer, stretching with a yawn. It was time for a run through the hills. With a small grin shechanged into some comfortable clothes and headed out to the countryside.

Omi had a small heart attack, and stop gapping for at least a minute before he realized he could stillspeak. "Wh-wh...Okay I'll let you get ready then..." He rushed out the door like he was running away. Hegrabbed the bag and raced down the stairs, falling into the couch. What...on earth did Aya just say?!...Hewould never say that.

Rani moved away, releasing her brother. "Was that... Omi? He moved so fast I couldn't tell."She frowned a little bit. "Do you have somewhere you need to go?"

Aya beamed and then quickly hid it. He couldn't be happy, no, nonono... It was wrong. "Yes, it was Omi.Good guess. Erm...Uhm...Yes. We're going to set up security systems around the house of a man who is headof a huge corporation here in Tokyo. It's a big deal. If we don't do it right, he will die. Not that I'mcomplaining, but... it's part of the job...well...the rest is..."

Rani just nodded with a tiny smile. "That's fine. Don't worry about me. I'm kinda tired anyway."Aya's eyebrows raised ever so slightly. His frown increased. "Are you hungry? Can I get you anything? Would

you like me to wake you up sometime tomorrow? Maybe if you feel up to it I can show you the Koneko, ourflower shop..."

Rani just chuckled. "Don't be such a worrywart. I'm not hungry right now. But you can wake meup tomorrow morning around 8 or 9. I want to try actually staying up all day, instead of sleepingthrough everything."

"Okay. I'll do that." He smiled a little and then went to the door, looking back. He winked and then shut thedoor. Following Omi's path down the stairs, he stood facing him. "I'm going to wear this."

Omi nodded his approval, noting the sudden change in Aya yet again. What was happening?! He blinked athim and then stood up from the couch. "I'll call on the way there. We should be about 45 minutes late."

Rani smiled and shook her head. She lay back down and covered herself with a blanket with ayawn. She was soon fast asleep.

Aya nodded, walked out the door, locked it, into the garage, unlocked his white porsche, got in, made sureOmi was inside, started the car, and killed Omi's calculation of 45 minutes in the first 10 seconds.

Sakura heard Aya's car rip down the street from the shop. She rolled her eyes. "Looks like it'sme, myself and I tonight." She sighed a little. She had been hoping Aya would help her. Shebegan the nightly routine, saving the door closing for last since she had trouble reaching it

without a step ladder. "OH SHIT!!" It was rare that Omi cursed. "I...AYA I FORGOT ABOUT SAKURA!" Aya slammed on the brakes and almost hit a parked car. "What are you talking about?""I..was supposed to help Sakura with closing the shop..." "Oh." Aya stared at Omi funny. "I'm sure she'll be fine. Yohji should be back way before closing time."Just then Yohji screeched up the the Koneko enterance, comtemplating which way he should go about

bringing Nami inside. He caught a glimpse of Sakura's figure outside and reached out a hand to wave to her. He didn't pause at all. He moved like he was one with the shadows, even more so than Weiss could ever

dream they could be. He grasped at Sakura's mouth and held his own breath as he watched her crumble in buta few seconds. The chemicals were quick to sap her consciousness and left only a shred of her alive. He flungher over his shoulder and within an instant was in a dark vehicle parked in the alleyway.

Sakura saw Yohji and turned to wave at him.. when suddenly she felt something move in thedarkness behind her. She could barely manage a scream as a hand was clasped over her mouth.

She saw the world go blurry and then crumbled slowly. Yohji didn't have a second to react. He watched it unfold as if he were watching a movie on their huge TV.He squinted into the darkness and then realized Sakura was gone. The tail lights of the black car vanishedbehind the corner, the license plate numbers blurred in the night. He shifted uneasily in the seat. "Nami... I'msorry, but I need to drive you home now." He turned the engine back on, spun the car around and went 90mph to Nami's apartment. Before listening for a response, he was already on his cell phone. "Omi? Yeahsomething did happen. Well, I just saw Sakura get taken off in some black car. No, I have no idea. Itwas...way too fast. I couldn't barely see anything happening. It's RIDICULOUS. I couldn't do shit! God dammitOmi, I told you I don't know! I don't care if Aya is going to kill you. Just finish up there. We'll figure outsomething." He hung up and turned the car off. "I'm really sorry, Nami. It's just..." He trailed off and turnedthe car back on, putting it in drive about to leave her.


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Nami barely had time to register what had happened before she found herself standing outsideher apartment building alone. The phone conversation Yohji had just had suddenly clicked hermind. "Shit." She muttered, reaching into her clutch and pulling out her cellphone. As she rode inthe elevator up to her apartment, she called Michelle. "Girl! Serious trouble here."

Michelle finished lighting a candle before reaching for her phone. "That doesn't sound like yourdate went well at all, dear."

"Oh, no! That. Yes. It did. But something just happened. A friend of Yohji's was just taken..

by.. someone. Something." Michelle sighed, having a feeling what was coming. "Nami, we can't. We can't go after her." Nami rushed into her apartment and putting her phone on speaker, started changing into jeans

and a t-shirt. "Pleeeeeease, Michelle? I really like Yohji! I want to help him. Even if he doesn'tknow it's me doing it!"

Michelle sighed, running her fingers through her hair. She closed her eyes momentarily andthen opened them again. "Fine. Fine, fine, fine. But damnit, Nami. You owe me. BIG TIME."

"YAY!" Nami grinned, pulling her back into a messy ponytail. "Oh, Michelle! Thanks sooo much." "Relax, Nami. You don't want the sun to start shining at night. Get over here. I'll see if I can

start scrying." Michelle hung up her phone and threw it on the couch. She sighed a little as shepulled out her crystal. "I hope we don't bite off more than we can chew."

Michelle crawled out her own bed and padded down the stairs to her living room. Nami was

curled in a ball on the couch. She shook her. "Nami... Nami!"Nami murmured and flickered her eyes open. "Wha-?"Rolling her eyes, she pulled the blanket off Nami. "Get up! You've got to go find something of

that girl's so I can scry! Remember??"Nami stood slowly, running her fingers through her hair with a yawn. "Hm. Yeah. Ok." Though Yohji said that they would indeed figure something out when Aya and Omi got back, nothing of the

sort occured. Aya immediately locked himself in the room with Rani and according to Yohji's standard-Aya-moods, sulked. He had turned to Omi and had a staring contest for five minutes. After that ended, it tookanother three hours to figure out the next day's plans. It was hardly possible for the two of them to do muchof anything without the others. Ken had come home a little after them and fell asleep somewhere and thuswas proved useless. Little kids wore him out. Yohji didn't blame him.The next morning didn't quite bare fruit either, except for the fact that Rani was apparently joining them forbreakfast. It was too bad the shop was closed. Yohji really wished they could have shown that to her. Without

Sakura...well, the shop could hardly function. It wasn't a question of who took her and why--the phone callthat came at 4:00 AM solved that for them--it was a question of how they were going to get her backunscatched. Yohji frowned and switched the TV off, carefully slinking down the steps to where Omi waslocked slaving away.

Omi looked up and cracked a small smile. "This is going to be hard, but... if we can pull it off, it would begreat."

"What are you planning?""Well, I'm not so sure if you will be able to do it, but you know when you began trying to use those new

powers of yours at will?" Nami, dressed in the jeans and t-shirt from last night, walked down the street towards the

flower shop. As she got closer she noticed the door was down. It was closed. She muttered asmall curse under her breath. Now what? I could break in.. but that would probably not be thebest thing to do. But I can't exactly just knock on the door and ask for something of that girl's!

"Yes~ See, Omi-chan I told you I WAS special. No one believed me.""Right. Special." Omi murmured with a slight taste of vehnom. "Well, imagine trying to use the electricity

with the metal of your wires? I was thinking we could trap him and right before you detonate it, Ken and Ayacould grab Sakura from him... But I worried. How smart is this guy... He could have a special code forreleasing her or something.. I don't know."

"But heyyy not a shabby idea. But, Omi, you don't detonate electricity... Well, this is one of the case wehave to rush in blindly. Screw this guy; we're saving Sakura."

Omi brightened. "Yeah...you're right. I shouldn't try to think this out... It will get us no where. We just haveto really get rid of this guy."

Aya paced around the room for about ten minutes before he finally turned back to the bed. Carefully andextremely gently he shook his sleeping sister. "Aya...Aya--eh! I mean Rani...Rani!! Wake up..." He hit himself


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over the head and paced around the room again. Slowly, he approaced the bed yet again. He leaned in closeto her. "WAKE UPPPPP!!!!!"

Ken rolled over. Rani blinked a few times and rolled over with a yawn. "Hmmm?" Her eyes adjusted and she saw

her brother. "Good morning!"He smiled softly. "Good morning..." He turned around from the bed, hiding his relief. "Will you join me for

breakfast? I made it...you know how rare it is." Nami was pacing around the flower shop when she spotted an open window up on the second

floor. "Hmmm..." She looked from side to side slowly, making sure no one was in the area. Shegrinned and felt a breeze pick up around her. She felt a large gust billow underneath her andraising her upwards. She reached her arms up and grabbed onto the sill, letting the wind dieaway. She pulled herself up and carefully into the room. She almost jumped when she saw thebrunette from the shop the other day in bed, asleep. Shoot. Nami grimaced and made verycautiously for the door.

"Yeah, sure!" Rani smiled and sat up. "Let me just get dressed, yeah? I'll be downstairs soon!" Ken rolled over again and then sat up, rubbing his eyes and letting out a huge yawn. Last night was

particulary tiring due to the fact that they had a game this weekend. This was going to be difficult. A flash of color caught his eyes from the crack in his open door. He blinked, and flung it open, looking both ways. "Icould have sworn..." He shrugged and proceeded to get dressed. Today was going to be long. "Aa...right." He flew out of the room like a frightened bird and was in the kitchen before you could say'what the hell.' "WHAT THE HELL!? Are you trying to tell me that Sakura was kidnapped right under our noses?!" Nami let a deep breath of relief and began a sneaky-sneaky trek down into the flower shop.

"Shut up Ken. Do you know what time it is?! No human should be awake at this hour. Seriously and you thinkyou woke up late?! RIDICULOUS. UGH...." Yohji pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled deeply.

"That's right take deep breaths, Yohji." "You shut up soccer freak." "..." "Still...wasn't Omi supposed to help her? Where was he?"

Nami heard arguing as she snuck downstairs and managed to silently mouth "shit." She bobbedand weaved around until she managed to safely dive into the flower shop.

"Shhh! Omi is downstairs. He'll hear you. And I just managed to cheer him up a little. He's really upset. Notto mention the redhead here. I mean look at him, HE MADE BREAKFAST FOR GODS SAKE!?" "It was for Rani."

"Mhm. Okay. Whatever you say." Yohji rolled his eyes and fell clumsily into a chair. "And that date wasgoing so well...Lost another." "Dates are the least of our problems. You could at least pretend to be serious! This is Sakura's life we'retalking about! She's caught up in danger AGAIN because of us. That's just not right! What're we going to do?!" "Chill... we're going to use magic." "Yohji you just sound like a fairy now."

"At least I don't get up when normal people are sleeping."Nami breathed a huge sigh of relief. "Now then.." She began searching around the shop for

what she hoped was there. She managed a small yelp of surprise when she saw the apron thrownacross the register! "I knew it. No worker keeps their apron close to closing!" She swiped up theapron and made a dash from the back door. She ran off down the street to where her car wasparked. She hopped into the yellow VW Beetle and drove off, shouting. "Success!!"

"Whatever," Ken spouted as he moved from his spot against the counter. "I'm going to go check out theKoneko. Maybe the guy left some evidence." Omi pushed his chair away from his desk and jumped up the steps to the smell of breakfast. Ah... Aya'scooking was the best.

About 15 minutes later, Nami pulled into Michelle's driveway outside the city. She burst into thehouse, waving the apron triumphantly. "I GOT IT!!" Michelle chuckled, finishing her glass of water. "Wicked. Come on, then. Up to the attic. We'vegot some work to do. I got the stuff from your house while you were gone." Michelle movedquietly up the stairs.

Ken perked at the opening of the door, to here a yelp and something like a car. He blinked, confused andlooked around. "I swear I heard something..." He sighed. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!" He spun


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around in various directions and saw nothing. He scowered every inch with professional eyes and saw nothingout of place. "I'm losing my mind..."

"Awesome! You're like, the best friend EVER." Nami laughed and followed Michelle upstairs tothe attic.

"Girls are so slow. It's an art..." "Yohji, that is a bad idea for an excuse," Omi laughed. "I'm sure Rani is just trying on everything that webought her..." "I hope not."

"Yeah, we'll starve before then." "Maybe...her hair?"

"Omi just give up. Trying to figure out the deep complexs of a woman is not at all possible." "What on earth are you guys talking about? Never mind."

Rani bounced into the kitchen in jeans and a dark red t-shirt, her wet hair pulled back. "Higuys! Sorry I took so long. I needed to shower really bad." Rani wrinkled her nose and giggled,sitting down. "Something smells really good in here!"

As the day grew dark so did Aya's thoughts. Time slowly slid into night, a night so dark that there was sureto be beasts lurking at every shadow. The mission was unclear and kritiker had nothing to offer them. Theywere alone. Aya turned to face the wind, his trench coat taken up into the quick song, the rythm they allknew so well. He clenched the saya of his katana until his knuckles grew white. His hands trembled. Why...didhe feel so lost? He turned away from the wind and red pieces of hair blew into his eyes he had long closed.They had to succeed, but to succeed meant to bring blood home to his innocent sister. For he to see himstained in the blood of another human. No, they weren't human were they? They were beasts; that was whathe always believed.

Michelle smiled faintly as the crystal hit home on the map before her. She had been scrying allday and she had finally found the girl. She had sent Nami to get ready and she went to her roomto do that herself. She was a little worried at what they were about to do. Her and Nami togethermay be able to take out this strange man, but who really knew? Her powers as yet were still verymuch undeveloped and Nami's emotions could ruin everything if she didn't keep them in check.

Within moments, Ken stood beside Aya, a teethy smile showing from one ear to the other. He placed ahand on the redheads shoulder and then turned slowly to face the wind. "Car's this way, Aya. Rani seemedhappy today." His smiled waned only slightly as he added an awkward side note: "It's still weird calling herRani."

"Can't get used to it" was all Aya said before he vanished into the front seat of his white porsche, katana athis side. Somewhere deep inside him, he was nervous...and it seemed like it was for the first time ever.

Omi hadn't said a word since he had taken his place in the back seat; he just stared absent mindedly outthe window at the blackness. Every once and a while his fingers would twitch as if they were brushing overkeys and switches that were to unlock what they were after.

Nami was pacing in Michelle's front room, hands clasped behind her back. She was dressed inall-black, her bright purple hair tucked away under a beanie. Her eyes were dark as she pondered.Michelle and her and never done anything so serious before. Especially for someone they didn'tknow. But it was to help Yohji. There was just something about him that made her smile. Andseeing him look so worried had shook her. She had to help, as best she could. She paused in thecenter of the room, taking deep breaths in and out. Tonight was one night where her emotionscould not get the best of her.

That was until Yohji elbowed him in the ribs. "O-Bombay! Sulking like that is going to get one of us killed.

You know, all of our live are depending on you. If you want to save Sakura then get your head in the game." Michelle walked down the stairs and paused in the entrance of her front room. She was dressedto meld into the shadows. A long black skirt and black shirt were hidden under her trenchcoat.She had her hair tied loosely at the nape of her neck. This was going to be a trial. "Come on,Nami. We'll take my car. Yours might stand out." She smiled faintly.

Omi twitched and then scowled darkly. "For some reason, hearing that from YOU seems so unlikely. I can'treally take it serious." He cracked and smile and crossed his arms. "Right, right... I know... it's just..all my--"

"OMI. Stop blaming yourself. You will only bring more pain. We are on a mission. Sakura comes second." Ayachoked out, his voice sharp, cold, and so emotionless that it was obvious that his own words bothered him.

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Aston Martin Vantage. Nami slipped into the passenger seat. "I loooove this car. I'm so glad youbought it." Michelle got in the driver's seat and laughed. "I'm glad too." She turned on the engine andlistened to roar and begin to rumble. Her smile faded as she switched the car into drive and theywent into the darkness, her car purring quietly.

The rest of the car ride was in silence. They all braced themselves for an unknown mission plan that wouldhappen on the spot and through their intercoms. It was direct confrontation with the enemy--this time...therewas no sneeking around. Ken sighed loudly, occasionally directing Aya on where the place was they weremeeting. No one else knew of the abandoned soccer stadium that used to be a hit when he was a kid. Kenwondered briefly if this murderer like soccer. He hoped not... People like him didn't deserve to enjoy soccer'samazingness.

Aya pulled up and left the head lights on, shutting his door quickly to berid of the incessive beeping noise.He really should get that removed. As if he ever FORGOT to turn his lights off. He scowled and gazed into thedarkness. Nothing. He glanced down at his watch. It was 2 minutes after the designated time...

Yohji crept up behind Aya as they made their way into the middle of the field. Once they reached it, Yohjiturned his back to Aya and made sure that Ken and Omi did the same. They stood in a square formation: noopenings. Still...nothing. "You know...this could be a trap," Ken whispered. "What if there was a bomb planted here and..." "The reports mention nothing about bombs. And if he killed us, he would never be able to kill thatcorporate guy by the time he same he would..."

Michelle turned her headlights off as they approached the stadium. "Maybe some cover wouldbe good for us, Nami. We don't want to be seen entering the field." She turned her car off andslowly got out of the car, waiting until Nami was also out before setting the silent alarm.

"I still don't understand why anyone would announce who they were going to kill ahead of time. That's juststupid."

"Ah? Stupid you say?" "Right." Nami took a deep breath and gazed into the sky. The sky grew even darker and a fog

began to form, especially thick around the two women. They moved cautiously forward, enteringthe stadium and making their way to the field.

Even with lights, it seemed they weren't able to detect him. Yohji leaped back a few feet, his eyes anemerald fire. "I don't see Sakura." "Hm... I don't hear the code."

"5078jykw6749xzv," Omi said electronically, his face filled with seriousness and vengence. "OMI!? Why'd you have to go and give him the code?!" "God dammit," Yohji spat as he seemingly grabbed at thin air and pulled hard. Instantly, the man wastrapped in a web of invisible wires, tight enough that hecould barely breathe. "Now tell us where Sakura is." "But if you kill me, you won't ever know."

In a flash of cold steel a sharp blade caused a crease of blood where a few drops fell to stain clothing of anunknown color. Violet eyes glowed through the darkness, reflecting the katana he held at the beast's neck."Tell us or you will die. We can find Sakura on our own."

"Eeeehheh heh heh heh~~! But she's already dead!!!" His eyes grew wider, seeming as if they would burstfrom his head. Greasy brown hair blew back and forth in the wind. He flicked his wrist and five shuriken flewfrom his fingers at once, three flying directly through a body on the complete oposite side of the field, by atree that had grown since the stadium was abandoned. "You seee when I have a girl...I-I just can't resist hehheh heh heh... And well...I never said I was going to kill her but... I had to see her blood...what color it wouldbe... like wine or like a rose...or maybe even the color of a stop sign. But I can't ever stop...can't everstop!!!!"

At the same time the derranged lunatic threw the five shuriken, Omi let free five of his darts aimed atdeflecting the high speed shuriken. In the darkness, he squinted through his night vision goggles at the fleeingmurder weapons and saw that only two met their target. His mouth dropped open and he went to run fowardto try again, but they were just moving so fast... his darts--less aerodynamic--couldn't reach them in time. Hecontinued to gasp and fell to his knees. Softly, the sound of gurggling was heard through the silence that fell.It all had happened in seconds.

All at once, the wires lit up like they had caught fire, but the fire glowed a deep burgundy and danced,springing out in strings of light, sprouting from his finger tips and attacking the metal of the wires, almostreaching the lunatic.

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man had to die. He flung his sword backwards and quick, thrust it with sheer force and strength, towards thelunatic's throat.

As the lightning streaked up the wire and the blade moved towards the villian's throat, timeitself seemed to stop. Michelle rushed out from the dark entrance to the field, her hands raised.She sighed and stopped. Everyone on the field was frozen, save for her and Nami. She movedsilently towards the tree on the side of the field, her eyes darkening as she saw the tortured bodyof the girl. She leaned forward and sighed heavily. She was gone. That poor girl. She turnedaround when she heard a scream. The scream soon faded from Nami's throat and she stood in horror at the scene before her."What.. what happened, Michelle?! We were supposed to save her! And Yohji.. he's.. what's hedoing?!" As tears filled her eyes, the skies grew darker and thunder rumbled nearby. "This is allwrong! All so wrong!" The thunder grew louder and a lightning bolt struck down next to whereNami stood. Rain began to pour from the skies.

Michelle cursed and ran towards Nami, hugging her close. "Nami! Nami! You have to calmdown! We did what we could.. we couldn't have saved her." She turned to look at Yohji. "And asfor Yohji.. we can't stop him. Look, Nami. He has the gift as well. He wants vengance for hisfriend. There's nothing we can do to impede that. You need to stop crying, Nami."

Nami managed to slow her tears, yet the storm continued. Her anger and saddness for Yohjiwould not easily dissipate. She broke herself from Michelle's embrace. She walked towards thecenter of the field, where Yohji stood, poised to destroy that.. that murderer. She refused to look

at that killer.. he would be dead soon enough. She turned her gaze to Yohji, standing very closeto him. She could feel the electricity of his lightning; it was in her blood as well. She gentlyreached up and touched his shoulder, whispering. "I'm sorry, Yohji..." As she walked back towardsMichelle, the storm slowly died down and only a light rain remained.

Michelle followed Nami back to the entrance they had originally come in. She waited until Namihad set the fog around them again. Taking a deep breath, she turned towards the scene at thecenter of the field. She raised her hands, keeping them tightly fisted. She closed her eyes andreleased her fists, causing her fingers to flare outward. Time continued on its deadly course.

Aya's blade met with flesh, his eyes in deadly slits. "Shi ne," He whispered, his voice coming out like jaggedwind. The murder's head thudded to the ground and rolled sideways before it came to rest, eyes open, staringblankly at death. Aya didn't have a chance to look up before he felt shooting pain through his entire body,burning like fire and seaping through his pores. He felt his hair rising and without thought, he reacted bydropping to the ground. The wires no longer touched him, but neither did consciousness.

Yohji watched with horror as his own power took Aya to the ground before it even reached whom it wasintended. He managed to curse before he felt the same shooting pain take over his body. It seemed thelightning had ran in a circle through the confusion of wires. It went from Aya, through the dead man's corpse,and then back to Yohji. He struggled to move his arms, his fingers, a muscle to touch his watch, to get off hisconnection to his wires.

Aya opened an eye, a sharp slit that seemed to slice the air in half from him to Yohji.Yohji managed to open his eyes and they quivered as they took in the quick motion of silver and shooting

pain on his wrist. And then it all was over, the world going black. Michelle remained still and silent as she watched the red-haired man.. Aya, if she rememebered

correctly, crumbled to the ground. She shook her head a little bit. Clearly, this Yohji was new tohis powers and had yet learned to control them. Magic was a dangerous gift.

Nami could barely contain a gasp as she saw Yohji being struck by his own lightning. If Michellehadn't have grabbed her arm, she surely would've run out on the field. Instead she took severaldeep breaths and did her best to keep the storm the way it was and the fog surrounding her andMichelle.

Aya dropped his sword half way through the cut to avoid being electricuted again. It fell, lodging itself intothe cold earth, and dispersing the lightning. The ground all around the sword turned to cinders. Aya collapsedonto his knees, panting.

Ken stood like a shadow, a being who could touch nothing and do nothing. He could only be bent by thelight. He caught glimpses of what was actually happening, squinting, blind, into the darkness. He hadn't a cluewhat was happening, but from the lightening, he could see. He heard Sakura die, saw the blood flying,watched Aya fall, and then watched Aya save Yohji's life. It was before he could even move, before a musclein his body even twitched.


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Aya fought a battle with consciousness, glaring daggers at the ashes blowing around his sword. He reachedfor it, his whole arm quivering as he tried to grasp it. Finally he managed to move just enough to touch it. Hepulled it to him and leaned heavily to pull himself up, lodging the katana deeper into the mud. He stood onshakey feet, and stumbled to Yohji.

Ken had Yohji on his back, checking carefully for a pulse. He almost had a heart attack, waiting to feel itwhen suddenly it came, like a wave of success. He broke a smile despite the horror the night pocessed. Hequicklet tore off a shread of his shirt and tied it extremely tight around Yohji's wrist. "In saving him...if hebleeds to death, I'll kill you."

"The watch was too thin."The wind carried the brunette's words to Nami's ears. With a scream, she tore her arm away

from Michelle and ran out onto the field. The storm returned to its original intensity as Namipushed Ken away and fell to her knees beside Yohji. The rain battered down on the entire field,and the thunder crashed in the air around them as lightning struck around Nami and Yohji. Therain however, did not touch them. As it fell towards them, Nami waved her hands and it fell into asoft snow. "Yohji.." She directed the snow to fall onto his body, attempting to cool the burns thatwere criss-crossed across his limp form.

"WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHY IS IT SNOWING WHEN IT'S HOT OUT!?"Omi momentarily looked up from his shock, tears streaking his face. Cerulean blue eyes shook with emotion

as he sucked in another breath. She was dead... Aya basked in the dropping temperature, almost allowing himself to sigh from relief. The searing heat was

dissapating from his skin too. He shut his eyes and leaned heavily on his sword, that sunk underground again.Michelle moved from the shadows and through the pouring rain into the snowy center of the

field. "Nami.. tone the storm down. The rest of us are going to get soaked soon enough." Shesighed and shook her head. Typical Nami, getting her into the strangest situations. She stoodbetween Yohji and Aya, gazing down at Yohji's wrist. The shread of shirt around it was alreadystarting to turn red from the blood. It needed to be stitched. She slowly knelt, reaching into apouch that hung around her hips. "Nami.. you'll have to keep him still if he wakes." She pulled along, sharp needle out, along with a spool. Nami slowly registered Michelle's statement and took a deep breath. The storm once again dieddown, but the snow still continued to fall. She needed to cool him down, but not freeze him. Thatwould be the exact opposite of what she needed.

Through his extreme confusion, Ken watched blankly. Being the only one able to think coherrently, he puttwo and two together and discovered that Yohji wasn't the only one other than Schwarz that pocessed special

powers. Wow...this girl could control the weather it seemed. That was pretty shocking...so if it rained duringa soccer game, she could make it sunny again? That was awesome. Ken shook his head, trying to rid himself of his miniscule thoughts. What was important now, was saving Yohji, resurrecting Omi, knocking sense into Aya,and mourning Sakura's death. Ken felt some sort of withdrawn sadness, but it didn't quite surface like anormal human's emotions would. He felt so far away from everything. The only thing he could think was:action. Action: He had to do something. His eyes drifted from Yohji being stitched to Aya who seemed unableto catch his breath. Nope, it didn't seem he could do anything for them at the moment. He looked at Omi andhis eyes dropped. This was bad. He wandered over cautiously. "Hey...Omi..."

Omi looked up briefly, a look of horror seemingly to be permanently etched into his quivering blue eyes. Heopened his lips, they shook with silent words before his shut his mouth to how it was. His hand clutched thewet grass and shut his eyes tightly. Tears were squeezed from them and fell to darken his shorts. "Sakura..."He managed to whisper through cracked lips. I killed her.

Michelle sighed and kneeled, placing Yohji's arm on her lap. She carefully unwrapped the strip

and watched as the blood began to seep out. She ignored it as it stained her clothes and slippedthe thin thread through the eye of the needle. She unwound a bit of the thread and then carefullypierced the edge of Yohji's skin. She tugged the needle and thread through gently, piercing theother side of the cut. Quickly and efficiently she stitched the wound shut. She cut the thread andtied off the end. She then captured some of the snow in her hand, using it to gently wash awaythe blood. "There. Much better." She tore away a strip from her own skirt and rebound the wound.She laid his arm again at his side and stood, replacing the tools in the pouch at her hip. "Nami.. Ithink that's enough for now. We should go.."

Nami let the snow return to rain, which by now was a gentle drizzle. However, she looked up atMichelle, clearly distraught. With a tremble in her voice, she stated "No." As if to seal her point, abolt of lightning crashed next to where Michelle stood. "I want to stay with him."


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Michelle sighed heavily and nodded. "Fine. We'll do the best we can." She barely noticed whenthe lightning bolt struck a few feet from her. It was nothing new. Nami had struck her withlightning plenty of times before, when she was still developing her powers.

Icy eyes opened, focusing darkly on the grass. He watched as slowly everything around them turned white.He didn't understand it, and yet he didn't bother to question it. Why white? Why was snow so white? He nevercould understood that simple fact. In the white, he felt as if he didn't belong there. Black was more hiscolor...or red. He half-layed, half-sat beside Yohji as he bled to death and a stranger saved him. Aya hadaccomplished nothing but more death. He looked up into the sky and squinted, taking a deep breath of thedry air. He rose to his feet swaying. He didn't hear Ken or Michelle. All he heard, were the snowflakes joiningthe others on the ground. He found himself standing before a dead body of a girl that at one time had calledhim by his real name. The name of his childhood. Sakura... she was the girl that he had managed to save, shewas the girl who had made him smile for the first time since Rani had gone into a coma. Now...she was gone--and it was all their fault. He dropped to his knees, and pulled her bloodied body onto his lap. "I'm sorry..." Hewhispered. "The truth is... I've always thought of you as another sister, but I could never tell you. Sakura...Ihope someday, maybe we'll meet again." He lifted her limp body up towards the black sky and carried her inthe direction of his porsche, a solem look touching his eyes.

Ken spotted Aya and escaped the crushing sadness of Omi to approach him. "Oi...Aya. Ken frowned when hesaw the bood completely covering the older man. He saw the closed eyes of their friend, Sakura, that wouldnever open again. He shivered as the cold sadness brushed his heart momentarily. "I'll call Kritiker. We can'ttake he with us..."

Aya seemed to come to a realization and nodded silently, placing her back on the ground. It turned redinstantly and he had to look away. He stumbled back to his sword and struggled to sheath it at his side. Omididn't seem to be moving. Yohji seemed to be getting paler. Aya bit his lip and glanced at his car. When Kenwas done reporting the incident to Birmin, Aya sighed and motioned to Yohji. "Carry him to the car." He tookanother deep breath and tried to breathe normally, but it seemed like he still couldn't catch his breath. Hishead swam suddenly and the edges of his vision grew darker. He found himself kneeling on the ground, hishead as low as possible, fighting to remain conscious. Ken was at his side, visually surprised. That's right,because Aya was always the one who knew what to do, the one who was always successful. It seemed,everything was changing. He fell into the tunnel the swarmed around him until no more thoughts were able tobreak through.

Nami looked through dazed eyes as Aya moved towards Yohji, heard him to speak to thebrunette. She looked rather calmly at Ken. "I'm going with him." She gazed at him, just daringhim to say no.

Ken looked up from Aya whose head was now in his lap. It was a good thing Aya was unconscious; he wouldhave killed him. "With Yohji?" Ken asked the girl, quietly. He looked back at Omi and then at Aya. "Iunderstand, but in Aya's car... you see..well..there's not a lot of room since it's a sport's car and...well..."

"I'm. Going. With. Yohji." Michelle sighed, shaking her head. She moved forward, helping Nami to stand as she turned to

address Ken. "Unless you want to get struck by lightning as well, take her in Aya's car. I'll takehim," she said, motioning a hand towards Aya's comatose form.

Ken was hoping Aya was in no way comatose. His eyes narrowed and he shrugged. It wasn't like he had anyidea what would be the right thing to do. "Alright. Take care of him." He leaned over the redhead andgrabbed the keys out of his trench coat pocket. Placing Aya's head on the ground, he stood up and walkedover to Yohji. "What's your name?" He blinked, motioning to the girl who wanted Aya. "Pull your car around toours. That way I don't have to break my back carrying him." Ken looked annoyed...he wasn't a fan of carryingpeople. Unfortunately with this job, it was frequented. He always was the one who got screwed to. Damn youboth Aya, Yohji!

"I'm Nami.. I'll help carry him. Who are you?" She looked down at Yohji. Please be okay. "Well, I meant her," Ken muttered. He shed a small, friendly smile at Nami. This one wasn't so bad. "I'm

Ken. I was once a famous soccer goalie." He grinned and then looked from her to Yohji again.Michelle turned and left the stadium silently, mentally cursing. Oh Nami, why do you get me in

these situations? She got into her car and drove it over to the abandoned parking lot, stopping italongside Aya's white Porsche. As she leaned against the side of her car, she thought to herself.Oh, Mom. I think this one guy is good-looking and now I'm driving his comatose body home. I

just have a way with men. She chuckled darkly. Nami shook her head with a tiny smile. "That's Michelle. She's.." Nami paused, "-well, she's

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I'm sure you were a great soccer player." Her smile faded from her face and her eyes and shewhispered, "I-.. I'm sorry about your friend.. Sakura? I think that's what Yohji called her..."

"Yeah..." Ken muttered. He felt he should say more, to thank her, to do something, but he couldn't find itin himself to voice anything at all.

"...Are you ready to carry him?" "Alright, yeah, let's go." He bent down and grabbed Yohji's upper torso and hoisted him into the air. "You

both are going in our car, right?"As Ken lifted Yohji's upper body, Nami grabbed his legs and lifted. She nodded, focusing on

holding onto Yohji. She wasn't all that strong, but she had a feeling that carrying a human byyourself would be hard. She was sure Ken was as grateful for the help as she was for his.

Ken and Nami managed to make it to Aya's car without dropping the tall, heavy play boy once. "HeyMichelle, open then door for us." Ken waved the keys from under Yohji's hair.

Michelle glanced at Nami, before grabbing the keys from Ken's hand. She pushed the button onthe keyring, and then moved forward, opening the door.

"Thanks," Ken murmured, carefully navigating Yohji onto the leather seat. He briefly hoped they wouldn'tbe made to clean blood off the seats again. "Aight. Aya's next."

"I'll help with him." She was somewhat blunt, almost cold. She inwardly grimaced but kept hercomposure. Considering all that had happened, she should be compassionate. It wasn't easy tolose a friend and then have to care for two more who are gravely injured. But she needed to staycalm.. for now. She moved back towards the field.

Nami slid into the backseat and shifted Yohji so that he was lying down as comfortably as hecould, considering the small car. She rested his head into her lap, closing the door quietly. Sheran her fingers gently through his hair, staring down at his face. She whispered, "You're going tobe okay..."

Ken raised an eyebrow. He was going to argue, but he figured that it would just be easier to go along withthe situation than try to tackle it. He followed after her slowly. And asisted in carrying Aya to Michelle's car.Ken realized with horror that he had never seen Aya asleep. It was weird... seeing their leader as limp asYohji. So weird.

Michelle had the passenger door open and the seat laid back. She helped situate him and thenshut the door silently, looking at Ken. She seemed for the tiniest moment, unsure. "I'll followyou.. he'll be safe with me." She moved towards the driver side's door, stopping once to sayquietly, "I'm sorry for your loss."

"I didn't know her that well, but Aya and Omi are going to be pretty bummed for a while." He frowned.

"We've known her a long time though...Thank you." He bowed slightly and then darted back off to the field.The snow that was once there was now gone... leaving only rain and blood. He bent down to Omi. "Come on,Omi. We REALLY have to go now. Come on; you're going to catch a cold." Ken grabbed the boy's hand anddragged him to his feet, jogging towards the cars. "A-are they okay?" Omi asked quietly, his voice shaking as his ran after Ken. He felt numb, so cold that hecouldn't feel anything at all. His eyes seemed like a shell of what they once were: a dull blue that was so sadthat it would pierce anyone's heart.

"Yes, they're going to be okay. It's the idiot's fault that Aya had to save him. Lucky that Aya cut his watch insuch a way that neither of them would die from it. I don't really get it, but..."

Michelle slid into the driver's seat, starting the car. She placed a hand on the dashboard with atiny smile, this car definitely was the right choice. She looked over at Aya lying in the passengerseat. As she waited for Ken to lead the way, she spoke quietly. "You were so helpful at the flowershop the other day.. those flowers were exactly what I needed for Mother." She shook her head.

"I'm sorry about the loss of your friend..." Omi held his breath, trying to wish away the tears that wanted to fall. He could't blame himself, Sakura,

the cheerful Sakura wouldn't want it that way. He slid into the passenger's seat and watched as Ken turned onthe car and will great difficulty (due to it being stick shift and Ken's skills being rusty), drove them backhome...

Once or twice Aya drifted back from unconsciousness and his eyes flickered open to a blur of reality. Andhe vaguely noticed that he wasn't in his car or at the abandoned soccer field. There was someone he felt herecognized driving, but he couldn't place who she was... Sakura? No. She smelled like lily-of-the-valley.

Michelle followed closely behind Ken, her driving fluid. When they arrived at the flower shop,she sat and waited for Ken and the others to get out of Aya's car before she got out.

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drove the rest of the way home where she collapsed in her bed. Nami smiled faintly at Ken as he left Yohji's room. She gently ran her fingers through Yohij'shair, looking down at him again. "I'll keep an eye on you, don't worry."

The past night seemed like a blur, no...it felt like a nightmare. Through Omi's fuzzy mind he recalledeverything sharply. Tossing the covers back from him and stood up from the couch, stretching. Sakura wouldnever stretch again... He sighed and went to go into the kitchen, but tripped and fell face first onto thecarpet. He blinked at a huddled form and pieces of hair peaking from under the white blanket that smelledlike roses. It was Aya's. He smiled, scampering away as to not wake up Rani.

Ken moaned and rolled over, burrying himself deeper into his bed. There was a loud thud followed by a grimace and a few whispered curses. The redhead rose up from the

floor, a dark look shining through his violet eyes. Why in the world was he in his room? What happened to thegirl driving? The lily-of-the-valley girl. He glanced about his room just in case, before slipping out. It felt likehis head was splitting open. The world was spinning a little too fast as well. He managed down the steps like adrunk and found Omi in the kitchen. The younger boy seemed relieved to see him. "Omi...would you mindgetting me some coffee?" Aya asked in a threatening voice, like he would kill something if he didn't havecoffee that every second. It was obvious Aya was in no shape to go about figuring out how to work Yohji'sadvanced coffee maker.

"Coffee?" Omi asked surprised, the tone of Aya's voice not phasing him in the least. Usually Aya like tea...but he guessed their leader needed the extra caffiene after last night. He didn't blame him. Aya looked like awreck. Omi almost wanted to giggle, but he valued his life too much.

Nami had tried in vain to stay awake, just in case Yohji woke up. But the night had taken its tollon her. She lay next to Yohji, a hand resting on his arm. Her other arm was tucked under herhead, curled against him, sleeping quietly. Rani groaned a little as she felt something poke her and then the floor shake from the impact of something. With a yawn she blinked her eyes open. She saw that Omi was gone. She stood andwrapped the blanket around herself, shuffling into the kitchen. When she saw Aya, she felt herself wake up a little more. "Aya.." She was relieved to see him awake and moving.. but she was stillreally worried. He looked terrible.

Yohji issued a loud yawn at the first touch of sunlight on his face. He rolled over to avoid it and was metwith something soft and warm. What could it be other than a woman he brought home? He smiled a crookedsmiled and wrapped his arms around it, snoring audiably. Life was great...

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