Disclaimer: sadly, I do not own Spiral or any of its fabulous characters.

Kousuke POV

"You call this bread?!!" Kousuke dodged the flung package, but was unable to avoid the angry shouts that accompanied it.

"I didn't know it had mold! You're lucky I'm even here to give you bread. It's the first day of spring break and I've got better things to do!" He replied.He was rewarded for his comment with another kick to the head and a reply of "No you don't" which he had to admit was true. Suddenly, Ryoko's cell phone started ringing. Kousuke waited and tried to listen in while she talked to the tiny machine.

At first, she just listened, and then her face went pale and she seemed worried. Finally she asked, "Do you want to meet someplace?" making Kousuke twitch, who was she meeting and why? She paused as the unknown caller replied, then assured them "yeah, we'll be there. Don't worry too much, she'll probably be fine." She'd said "we," hopefully a good sign Kousuke thought as Ryoko hung up. Then she turned to him, eyes wide with fear and said simply, "The hunters have Rio." Crap.

Rio POV

When Rio opened her eyes, everything around seemed blurry and her head hurt. She sat up on the bed she had been lying on and tried to remember how she had gotten there. It had happened last night, while she was walking home from school, happily anticipating her spring break. This was not what she had been hoping for. Anyway, she had run into another girl, who offered Rio a ride on her bike. Being short and therefore a slow walker, she had accepted, thinking it had simply been her sweet adorableness that had convinced the stranger to do her a favor. Now it seemed the favor had ulterior motives, because Rio could tell she had been drugged, and with that girl being the last thing she remembered, she must have been involved.

Ignoring the pounding in her head, Rio quickly searched the room with her eyes, seeking an escape route. Although there was a small window in one wall, it was much higher up than Rio could reach, and besides that, the hunter had attached bars to it. The door was probably locked and it was doubtful that Rio would be able to overpower the hunter if they ever came in. The rest of the room was bare except for the bed she was sitting on, but there were scraps of old posters still attached to the walls, as if someone had removed their personal belongings in a hurry. The she noticed a video recorder in one corner, near the ceiling. Not surprisingly, she was being watched.

Hunter POV

Shala watched her little prisoner through the cheap surveillance equipment she had installed in her room as the short blade child searched for an escape route. It had been so easy to get her here and use her phone to call her friends. She really was much too trusting for a blade child; it was hard to believe another hunter had not already killed her. But then, Shala didn't look like the other hunters, which might be why Rio had trusted her. That was the one good thing about being a teenage girl; it made you seem more trustworthy. Not that she really was. Anyway, it was time to place her second call. Leaning back in her chair, she flipped open the silver-haired girl's cell and pressed redial, waiting for the silken-voiced reply.

Eyes POV

Eyes grabbed his shiny silver cell phone as soon as the ring tone, one of his piano pieces, started playing. He barely glanced at the caller ID before snapping, "What do you want this time? Where is she?"

The girl on the other end of the line giggled maniacally to hear him so angry. "Worried about the little princess?" she purred. "You don't have to be. She's here, and she's awake now. Come to the apartments on Sakura Street if you want her back."

"But where is--" Eyes' question was cut off by the dial tone buzzing loudly in his ear. "Stupid" he muttered, and then tried calling Ayumu again. The younger boy hadn't answered before, and if he still didn't answer, they were going to have to work without him. Not that that was a problem, of course, the blade children had fought without Narumi before, but it always helped to have one more genius around.

Ayumu POV

Thousands of feet up in the air, a very annoyed boy glared at the blonde girl in the airplane seat next to him. Scraps of food were spread all over their seats, and the floor, and on him, while Hiyono napped after her meal. "Idiot." He growled, "you're not supposed to bring your own food on the plane." Hiyono shook her head as if she were listening, which caused her head to slip off the headrest of her seat and onto Ayumu's shoulder. He almost pushed her off, then changed his mind.

"Hey Ayumu," she murmured, "can we take a hula class?" "Uh, sure Hiyono…" he replied, hoping she was asleep enough that she wouldn't remember later.

Author's Note:

Huzzah! In this chapter, I managed to fit in everyone that is likely to appear in this fanfiction. Another hunter or two might show up, and maybe Sayoko, but this is pretty much the main cast. Sorry, Kanone, but you're not gonna be in here.

Kanone: Why not???

Me: cuzz you creep me out.

Kanone: fine. ….listen up people, she hates reviews so don't send her any!!

Me: Aaaaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Demon begone!!! He lies, don't listen!!!!

Anyway, thanks to MMPCK and Chachamaru15 for the reviews and I'm sorry I'm so slow!