A/N: Oh god, I know this is late. I'm very sorry. For the past week we've been having some serious internet issues and I said it on another fanfic, but I'll say it here. ^^' Sorry veryone.

But here we go! Potent! This is only the prologue, so it's short, but it's a thing that leads right into the story... So tada. XD Like Misfortunes this will be updated every weekend. I really hope you guys enjoy. I hope everyone who read Misfortunes comes to read this too. ^^' I'd be sad if not. Oh well. It's not like I'm forcing you. XD Alright! So without further adu... Adue... Tada darn it. XD

(Sequel to Misfortunes)
They've run from the city. They've escaped from the horrors they faced only to be faced with hundreds more standing mere meters from them.
"Has apathy washed over your heart once again, my young Miharu?" She asks me. "Has his death caused you to break?" I don't want to hear her. "Stop it… This is not what I wanted…"

Rated T: Adult Language, some sexual content, violence
Couple: Yoite and Miharu (some other pairings will be mentioned)
Anime: Nabari No Ou

Potent
(Prologue)

"Miharu," Kouichi walks forward a little but I hold out my arm and back up. The end of my arrow points straight for his head and he backs away, holding his arms up in defense. I back up more, feeling Yoite's shoulder hit the back of my leg. I don't look down even though I want to, knowing if I did the white-haired assassin could attack. "Miharu, what's it going to take for you to come back to Tokyo?" Kouichi asks.

I bite my lip and slowly turn my head over my shoulder. My brain tells me not to do it, but I can't help it. I have to see him.

Yoite looks up at me, his blue eyes shining with unfocused concern. He can't seem to keep his eyes on me straight for five seconds before he staggers slightly with dizziness. I swallow as he does just that. He reaches to his head and when he touches his forehead he flinches and pulls away. The wound on his head is puffy and red and it's terribly infected. I feel my heart ache when I can see the little red lines protruding from the wound.

'Sepsis...' I think. 'If I don't get him to a hospital, he could die.' I owe him my life, but I can't do much in our current situation.

"Use me..."

'Shut up...' I hiss in my head.

She's becoming more persistent.

I look back to Kouichi and Shijima who are waiting patiently. Well, Kouichi is. Shijima has resorted to scratching her long blades against the old wooden door, much like a cat scratching its claws against something to sharpen them. The sound makes me wince, but she doesn't stop. She's not too happy with my long decision making and I assume this is her way of trying to annoy a decision out of me.

I swallow hard. I have to help Yoite. He would give up so much to save my life. He already has. I have to make it up to him.

"What do you want us to do?" Kouichi asks.

"Medicine." I say.

"Huh?" Kouichi lets out. I feel Yoite's hand tighten on my ankle and I know what he's trying to say, but it's not going to work. I have to help him, even if it means going back...

"If you want me to go back to that hell then I want medicine." I say. Yoite tightens his grip again to warn me and Kouichi sees it. He seems to understand what I'm referring to.

"That's it?" He asks. I shake my head.

Oh no, I'm far from done.

"No. I want a stable and safe place for Yoite and I to stay. I want us to have food too." I say. Kouichi nods his head. Shijima seems really annoyed by all of this and stops clawing the door to stand up straight and waltz over to us.

"You're so easy to read, Miharu." She says. Her voice is smooth and calm, but at the same time childish. "If that's what you want then fine, we'll give it to Yoite..." She turns away and flicks her hair over her shoulder. Her red eyes look into mine and despite her height, I'm the one feeling small. "I mean you," She corrects.

"You have to." I say. "Or else I won't go or stay." I state.

"It's a deal." Shijima leans against the door for a moment before hopping off of the abandoned rail car. She leaves Kouichi behind who startles and goes to the door. He stops before entering the early morning light and looks back at us, mainly me.

"So are we agreed then?" He asks. "For sure…?"

"Yeah," I say bitterly. "We're agreed."

"We'll get you into the city. There's a district in the city that's not monitored by Trackers, so we'll try and get you there. We'll get Yoite's medicine-"

"I'm not stupid. You don't have to repeat it." I hiss. Kouichi blanches when I glared at him. "You take care of us... And I'll lead your damn rebellion."

A/N: I wasn't exaggerating when I said it was short. XD Until next week with a nice, long chapter! :D