Hey everyone! I know I posted a new story up already, but I thought well might as well~This is the story when serious shit goes down. Hehe

A/N I just looked and my story For the Love of a Daughter was gone! Fanfiction and my computer is acting a little funky to me so I may post it back up when I can :)

*This is a sequel to Buried Beneath and a Direct Sequel to Fairy Tales.*

Let it begin.

Eye of the Storm.

Disclaimer: Yes-! No.

Friday. June 5th. 2:01 a.m.

Clank!

I groaned at the noise and tried to go back to sleep.

"Shit!" A male voice curses.

What was that sound?

I suddenly shot up, realizing I was at home, and no one should be here. I felt my heart race. Oh my god…A burglar is in my home! I snatched the cell phone on my nightstand and slid under my bed. I put random items in front of me so if he decided to peek under my bed, he wouldn't see me. I trembled as I went to open my flip phone. Who should I call? Oh shoot! It's dialing the last person I called! I didn't care at this point. It could be the pizza man and I wouldn't care. It took ages for the dial tone to connect.

"Kazuya Shibuya-"

Oh. My. God.

No, no of course I would just happen to call him.

"Naru?" I whispered into the phone. It really didn't sound like a whisper. More like a high pitched squeak. I heard more shuffling, this time right outside my door.

"Mai? Why are you-?"

I interrupted him, "Please, come get me! Someone's in my app-"

The door opened. Kind of like the horror movies where the loud creak of the door is heard. Oh man, I'm so scared! The person's shoes seemed to echo in the room. For a second I was scared he would hear my heart beating. I could smell the strong stench alcohol that came from the unknown person. I clutched the phone to my chest so tightly, I swear I thought I broke it. I could feel my breathing get faster as he approached my bed.

Then, he stopped. Right there, he was not even 10 centimeters away from me. I could reach out and touch his rubber boots, that's how close he was. It seemed like forever until he turned and stomped out of the room. I heard the front door slam shut. I let out a shaky breath and looked at the screen of my phone.

So Naru stayed on the line with me…

I smiled despite the situation and put the phone back up to my ear. I could hear the clicking of what seemed like the turning stick.

"N-Naru?"

"I'm almost there, stay right where you are and don't move. Is he still there?" I listened really hard, but the man seemed to have left.

"I-I can't hear him anymore. I think he's gone."

"Good. I'm parking now. Remember, don't move."

"I'm not. The front door's unlocked…"

It was completely silent for what seemed like years. I didn't realize it was so dusty under my bed. I reached up and felt my face. I didn't even realize I started crying. The click of the front door opening caused me to stop breathing. Softer steps creaked around my house before ending up in front of my bedroom door. It was opened and the steps approached my bed. I heard my lamp being clicked on. Did the man come back?!

"Mai? Are you in here?" I heard my name call out. This is Naru's voice. I wanted to answer back, but it felt like my voice was trapped in my throat. So, I settled for knocking on the ground. I saw him bed down and lift the sheets away from the small opening from under my bed. I pushed the junk away and closed my phone. "There you are." He announced. I reached out and he helped me out from under my bed. I wasn't even embarrassed that Naru saw me in my pajamas. I felt tears of relief leak out from my eyes.

"Thank you for coming." I croak. I really got a rude wake up call. He took my chin and turned my head from side to side. He looks really angry. Is he mad at me?

"You're not hurt are you?"

"No, once I heard him I hid." He nodded and led me to my living area.

My entire house was destroyed. Couches were torn and my picture frames were smashed, but nothing seemed to have been stolen.

"Pack your stuff." Naru ordered. I was too stunned to argue so I just blankly nodded and moved to pack a suitcase. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew staying here was not safe. I moved on auto-pilot, throwing random items and kick-nacks in my luggage as Naru went around and searched the small apartment. It also didn't register with me that I left my apartment and we are now pulling up to Naru's apartment complex.

Naru opened the car door for me and helped me with my luggage. Nothing processed at all for me. Just blank. I couldn't stop concentrating on my erratic heartbeat or asking the question 'Why'. Why? With no answers.

"You'll stay with me until I feel like it's safe enough for you to live in your apartment. That and now you can actually come to work on time."

I just laughed at the absurdity of it all.

Friday. June 5th. 3:46 a.m.

I finished telling Naru everything that happened. He sat there and didn't interrupt me once. After that he showed me the guest room I'll be sleeping in. I tossed my suitcase onto the unused bed.

"In the afternoon we will file a police report."

"Okay." I said, feeling a little better. "I'm not really tired. Where's your kitchen? I'm going to make some tea." He led me to the opposite side of the apartment and showed me where everything was. It's 4 am and he's being so patient with me. Maybe he's still half asleep.

Naru pulled out reading glasses and sat down with a book written in English. I awkwardly sat down curled up on the opposite couch with my tea cup wrapped in my hands.

"So…What are you reading?

"Words."

"Oh ho, I bet you think you're so funny."

"Not one bit. Just stating the obvious you seem to be unaware of."

I pouted as I drank the rest of my tea.

"Someone's cranky." I mumble. He ignored me. Grr… I had the strong urge to throw the empty tea cup at his pretty little face. I heard the doorbell ring and a couple of knocks on the door.

Naru perked up, "Mai, stay back. I'll answer it." He unlocks the latch and carefully opens the door.

"Akihiko?" I said shocked. He was out of breath and a red book bag hung from one shoulder. Once that door was open, the teen wasted no time practically barging into the apartment. His face was extremely pale and his stormy grey eyes were out of focus.

"Explain." I wanted to roll my eyes at Naru's lacking ability to communicate with distressed children.

"It's about my father-Hiro."