AN: Well, it's about time I got this up! Here's the sequel to Her Dark Memories that I've been having difficulty with. With the help of Moi Productions Ea Heinz, I was able to finally pull together a plot. Thanks sooooo much!! Anyway, here's the prologue; the other chapters will be much longer of course...

Disclaimer: It's mi- ... not mine... :(

The rain poured down on the ceiling of the prison, the sound echoing through the cold halls. Gaito sat on his hard, lumpy excuse for a bed. His brow was furrowed deeply as he stared at the concrete making up the floor, listening to the water falling down to the hard earth just outside his bared window. Finally working out the last of the kinks in his latest scheme, he raised his eyes to the cloudy sky with a twisted grin on his face.

'I'd watch my backs if I were you two,' he thought, thinking of the two people he hated the most in this world: Hinamori Amu and Tsukiyomi Ikuto. Sure, Amu was a great help to his previous company and still would be if Ikuto hadn't come into the picture, but that didn't mean he liked her. He just enjoyed the fine assistance she could offer him. But now he was stuck in this rat hole and those two were out enjoying their lives to the fullest.

'Well, their happiness will be short lived. I can guarantee that.' A soft bump outside his window pulled him from his thoughts. Frowning, he lifted himself off the metal bed and walked over to the window. Wrapping his fingers around the cold black bars, he pressed his forehead onto them, trying to see outside. Suddenly, a face appeared in front of him and he stumbled away from the opening in the wall with surprise. A hand appeared with what seemed to be a small, but powerful and strong, saw resting in it. The figure immediately began rubbing the tool against the metal with force and it surprisingly slid through with barely a sound. Another hand appeared and pushed, causing the bars to give way and fall to the floor of the cell.

A person dressed in black slipped through the opening and landed lightly on his feet. He placed the saw on the ground before pulling at the black ski mask wrapped around his face. Shimmering white hair fell around his head, framing it perfectly, and shaggy bangs rested comfortably on his forehead. Glinting gray eyes gazed at Gaito, who was trying to get over his surprise. When the shock of the moment had dissipated, Gaito's lips curved into the same cruel smile on his face from before, the one that made you somewhat question his sanity.

"My son," he said gravely to the boy in front of him. The man with silver hair grinned and clasped his father's outstretched hand.

"Good to see ya, dad. It's been a while" he responded in a carefree, casual tone. He held his body in a lazy stance, but it seemed like he could be quick to react if need be. "So, how'd you wind up in jail? Did your crimes finally catch up with you?"

"You could say that," Gaito said, grimacing slightly. "And would you mind helping your old man get back at the people who put him here?"

"Don't talk to me in third person; it makes me sound like a kid."

"You are a kid."

"I'm twenty-six, dad. You had already gotten yourself a house and a hooker wife at my age."

"True," Gaito said nodding before quickly shaking him head. "Anyway, you'll help me won't you, my boy?"

His son hesitated and didn't answer immediately.

"But I don't wanna have to life like you. I don't wanna have to hide from the police all the time. I'd just prefer to live in a club and pick up a new girl every night."

"And where's that going to get you in life?"

"Does it matter? If I ever need the money, I'll just kill you and get the family fortune."

"That's my boy," Gaito said proudly, placing a hand on his son's shoulder. "Always thinking like a man." He abruptly grew immensely serious as he bored his eyes into his son's. "Will you help me, Kirai?"

"What would I have to do?" Kirai asked suspiciously. "If I have to do something that would make girls become repulsed by me, I'm not even going to consider it."

"Oh no, I'd never make you do something like that. Who do you think I am? Women always came first when I was your age."

"Even after you married mom?"

"Even then," Gaito replied, thinking of all the times he would be with another woman while his wife was just across the hall, never knowing. When she died in a car crash shortly after his children were born, he didn't even shed a tear. But he no longer focused on women after that; instead, his whole life centered on his corporation. His son, Kirai, and daughter, Nyx, had a nanny to take care of them so they were erased from his mind. He only began to pay attention when they were old enough to learn from him.

"Don't worry, my boy," Gaito said as he looked at his reluctant son. "All you would have to do is seduce a cute 18 year old girl."

"Well why didn't you say so?" Kirai said loudly. "If you did, we could be long gone from this rat hole."

"Speaking of which, why did you wait a few months before rescuing me?" Gaito asked while staring hardly at his only son.

"Didn't know you'd been arrested," Kirai said with a lazy shrug. "I read it in an old newspaper while sitting in an alleyway after getting drunk at the club."

Gaito frowned at his son. "You're going to have to drop that drinking habit of yours if you want to get this girl to fall for you."

"What? Doesn't she like to drink?"

"I doubt it."

"Shit."

Silence fell around them. After a few moments, Gaito pushed Kirai towards the window. As his son started to crawl through he said, "We're going to have to find an apartment near her and her boyfriend."

"Ooh, she's got a boyfriend. Well, not for much longer. It's always fun to watch relationships fall apart; especially when I'm the one causing the destruction. By the way, what's the girl's name?" Kirai asked as he climbed out of the window and helped Gaito through as well. They walked to the prison wall, stepping carefully around the bodies of the guards Kirai had knocked out when he arrived. Rain fell heavily around them as their boots splashed into the muddy puddles and Gaito covered up his orange prison uniform the coat Kirai had offered him.

"Hinamori Amu."

Amu shifted in her bed as she tried to fall asleep. Wide awake, she had been listening to the loud patter of rain against Ikuto's apartment window, thinking that was what was keeping her awake. But she knew, deep down inside, that was not the cause. Somewhere inside of her, she knew that trouble was brewing.

She turned around under the covers and snuggled into Ikuto's chest. His arms tightened around her, sensing her distress even in his sleep. His even breathing managed to calm her down momentarily and she quickly surrendered to her weariness.

Ikuto too felt a disturbance in his dreams. His brain was filling his mind's eye with an image of Gaito's laughing face and two other figures standing behind the previous director of Halloween. One was a slender girl with long black hair and a muscular young man standing beside her with a head of silver hair. Their backs were facing him and after craning his neck, he could see another girl kneeling on the ground in the direction they were facing. Her long pink hair covered her face as she rested on her knees and Ikuto could see tears sliding down her cheeks from her amber eyes. The man with silver hair stepped forward and placed am arm around her shoulder, comforting her. She leaned into him, feeling safe and secure and Ikuto watched silently with no emotion, his dream not allowing him to have any feelings or opinions for the scene.

'It's okay, Amu,' the man told her and she smiled up at him, nodding. He grinned back and kissed the top of her head. 'You don't need Ikuto.'

Just then, the black haired girl turned towards Ikuto, but her face was blurred and he couldn't make out her facial features. Gaito's menacing laugh filled Ikuto up completely as he watched with a neutral expression. The sight in front of him faded to black as he fell into a dreamless sleep, the kind that allows you to forget everything. And it was due to that dull sleep that when Ikuto woke up the next morning, he couldn't recall anything about the dream.

AN: Ooh, FORESHADOWING!!! I love writting the conversations between Gaito and Kirai!! XD And yeah, Gaito has a son... PLOT TWIST!! (kind of...) Please review and the next chapter will come out really soon. Deal?