Suspicions
Chapter 2
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Misaki continued to stare at him. There he was, the one man that had eluded her for God knows how long, slumped on her bathroom wall, in no state to resist arrest. It almost seemed unreal, him being here at this moment. Was the exhaustion taking a toll on her mind? Misaki edged towards him slowly, crouching low to be at eye level with him and examined his injuries. Through the crack on his mask, she caught his gaze. Misaki stared into his one exposed eye, almost losing herself in those obsidian depths that so much resembled Li's. This was her chance to know. The one question that had haunted her, even in her sleep. Whose face was behind that white mask? She reached for the mask but before she could grasp it, BK201 caught her wrist in a vice-like grip.
"Don't." He rasped, his breathing shallow.
Misaki shook off his hold and huffed, "You're in absolutely no position to give orders, BK201." She would find out soon enough anyway, after he was detained, so she let it go.
He chuckled, "Do you want me to beg? Expect me to go down quietly? I knew you were crazy but damn."
The laugh soon turned into a hacking fit leading to him spraying a mess of blood on the floor. Misaki jumped back instinctively to avoid the shower of blood. She rose fully and assessed her situation, he was hurt, and she could easily tie him up and call Kanami, Saito or even Kouno to arrest him. The fact remained however that he was injured, beyond injured, he was close to dying. He wouldn't last ten minutes longer. Studying his wounds again, the better and much more reasonable side of Misaki told her to help him. She couldn't leave him to bleed him to death. She didn't have to like it though.
"If you think you can escape in your condition, feel free. But we both know you can't. You will be arrested, but you need to be alive when they detain you. Do not consider this a kind gesture." Misaki said to him, scowling all the while. BK201 merely hummed in agreement. She began rummaging through various bathroom cabinets and finally pulled out a first aid kit. Then, she fetched some hot water. Going down in a squat, she emptied the contents of the kit and dipped a sizeable piece of gauze in the hot water. She squeezed the excess water out and rubbed his hand wound none too gently.
BK201 winced slightly, "You could be a little gentler, you know." He told her playfully, his voice muffled by the presence of the mask.
"You say that as if I care." She retorted, her eyes never straying from her task.
"I'm liking the view." He suddenly said, the smirk in voice was obvious.
"What view?" Misaki asked impatiently.
BK201 had caught her attention by the weirdness of the statement. His one eye made a southward gesture. To her horror, Misaki realized he was indicating her very much exposed cleavage. She turned a deep shade of crimson. She had completely forgotten her state of half-nakedness due to the shock of seeing BK201. Scrambling off the floor, Misaki raced to her bedroom to cover herself up. She could hear him snickering mirthfully.
Still blushing, Misaki walked back into the bathroom now fully dressed. She then proceeded finish up her work. When the last bandage was set and she had stemmed the blood flow, Misaki leaned her back against the wall opposite BK201, watching him.
"What's next?" He inquired, flexing his fingers and cracking his neck.
"What do you think?" She snapped.
"Will you arrest me now then?" He asked her calmly, totally unfazed by her harsh tone.
"Soon."
Bk201 chuckled again and it was the most infuriating sound save for the snickering, "You failed to notice Kirihara, that I came to your apartment of my own accord. I had a reason."
Oh crap. She had failed to notice. Misaki kept her face neutral, careful not to let him see her chagrinned expression. A small blush was slowly making its way up her neck, entirely beyond her control. "What reason?"
"I needed your help. I-"
"Of course you needed my help, you were halfway to death." She cut him off.
"It wasn't just that Kirihara. I didn't get hurt by another contractor neither the syndicate." BK201 explained.
Misaki was confused, what was he getting at? "Who then?"
"They call themselves Sentinel." Seeing Misaki's quizzical expression, he elaborated, "An anti-contractor organization. They've been killing off every contractor they can lay their hands on. At this point, nobody knows the true motives behind the murders but I've got Mao looking into it. We were on a recon mission when they sprung an attack on me. I was by far outnumbered."
Misaki's brows furrowed in deep thought, this was a lot to take in. Would she report it to section 3? Would she help BK201? On one hand, the murders could not go unpunished-even if they were killing contractors-and on the other hand, BK201 was the enemy and she ought to have arrested him a long while ago.
Misaki was roughly jerked from her thoughts by the sound of shattering glass. She looked up to see two burly men standing in front of her. Before she could say a word, they had both whipped out guns and her, being awfully stupid, had left her gun in her bedroom. She was completely at their mercy.
Scowling, she said, " What do you want?"
The men though had shifted their attention to BK201. In a matter of mere seconds they had shot him several times and were dragging him out of the room. Without hesitation, she lunged at one man with her bare hands but he easily incapacitated her. She fell on the ground as limp as a doll; she felt some liquid leave a hot trail down her temple. Everything was becoming blurry, she tried to stand but found she couldn't. Her head pained badly from the fall, she could see the men lugging the inert BK201 but she couldn't help the situation. All she was capable of doing was watching the fuzzy image go on and on. During the hauling, his mask had slipped off; she couldn't make out his face through the haze though. She could only make out a vague figure. Oddly enough, she saw him as Li Shengshun.
"Li-kun" was all that escaped her mouth before she slipped into the clutches of unconsciousness.
A/N: Another chapter done. Thanks to everyone who took the time to review and put alerts and special thanks to Jaymee for the good advice. Review please. It makes me happy. See ya.