Disclaimer:

I do not own any of the canon elements from animes, or characters involved. They are belonged by their respective owners. Only a few things belong to me, so far just Haruko Asuka, while Zack/Daemon Crimm Rougier belongs to my friend Sams. All based off a rp with Sams; events and such are just told from Asuka's perspective.

Summary:

What happens when a high-ranking and lonely assassin, whom has little memory of herself, named Haruko Asuka-whom was never beaten-is finally beaten by her target, Daemon Crimm Rougier? And suddenly finds herself working for him; playing 'bodyguard' for him under a blood oath that can't be broken? Then finds her heart being stolen by the prince, and merely marks it off as unrequited love? Following, Haruko Asuka swears to herself she'd protect him no matter what... would she die for him? Find out by reading :3

Chapter 3: Playing 'Bodyguard' for Zack

There was a sea of blood... the sweet, nectar scent of blood filled the mansion's air... the scent was so strong, it was slowly overpowering the smoke smell... human bodies littered the household's floors. Their blood stained the beautiful cream curtains, the waxed, ice-looking floor, the used-to-be clean cream walls, the white-cream furniture the beautifully carved tables... everything. Just everything was stained with their blood. Nothing, but screaming was heard... and the flames of the fire that started to elope the home. Two men struggling...

One thing visible through the struggle were two little girls... frightened to death. One a brown head, and the other black. They were crying...

"Asuka! Jun! Run!"

"Daddy!" One screamed...

Father? Jun? JUN! Now I remembered... Jun... Haruko Jun... my sister. The sister I despised. Was that a memory of mine? The black-haired girl looked like me... if I was younger, that is. I didn't understand it... it just seemed... to confusing to me. I decided to throw that, whatever it was, to the back of my head... there were bigger problems for me.

I didn't know much about going on now... or what was going to become of me... everything was just black after that little scene... I could feel someone's hands on my body... no, not in a sexual way... more of a searching for weapons and disarming me way. Next thing I felt, was something tying me up... great. It would be sometime, but finally, I could feel myself start to come to.

"Ah, you're awake Miss." An all too familiar voice said... Daemon... I groaned and lifted my head to look at him. My head was pounding... bad headache.

"...Such a dirty trick..." I started, "I like... heh..." I lied there. I didn't like the trick at all... I just wanted to see his reaction to it.

"I have a few questions for you..." He replied, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I'm kidding," I said seriously when he did raised a brow at my statement. "It was clever, I admit..." It was clever... he outsmarted me for a moment. "And they are?"

"First, your name."

"Ayaka Ayame." I replied, a fake name... I heard it somewhere. Now, I was waiting to see if he would catch on; if that was to my real name or not. Daemon looked at me, without much of a reaction... maybe he wouldn't catch on.

"Who hired you?" He demanded. I mentally sighed... truth was, I didn't know who my client was... I had forgotten to ask. I blinked a few times...

"I don't know my client's name, nor do I know what he or she looks like."

"What exactly were you told about me?" He asked... ugh... questions, and questions...

"Well Zack, I mean Daemon Rougier-as I should say: your Highness... I know quite a bit about you..." I sighed. Daemon sighed, too.

"I see. And what reason has your employer given you for wanting my death?" Hell like I knew. I didn't know... it wasn't included in the file...

"I can't tell you that, it would ruin the fun." Daemon sighed at my words, and replied with:

"Well, I could just kill you and save a lot of trouble..." Ouch. That didn't sound all too nice... then again, I didn't care so much. If I died, I died, right? Nothing more... then a thought crossed my mind. Hinaichigo... I couldn't just die and leave the doll medium less all of a sudden.

"It doesn't have to be like that..." I replied, sighing. A new thought crossed my mind... I still had my little mist bomb under my tongue. Maybe I could use that to get myself out of this situation.. I'd have to keep it hidden; allowing it to be seen would just be stupid. "How about, you untie me, and I'll tell you?" I knew that sounded stupid, but that was all I could come up with...

Zack shook his head, standing up before me... towering over me with his height. I felt short, even though I was on my butt. "No, I won't untie you. But I won't be killing you either."

"Aww, why not? So mean, Zack." I said, and Daemon frowned at me. "What's with the frown?" I asked, slightly amused.

"You are a very deceiving woman. I have a thing against Serpents."

At that, I raised a brow. "How am I deceiving, hmm?" I asked, and got a simple reply:

"You have something planned."

Damn... he knew I had something up my sleeve to get myself out of the mess. It didn't seem like he knew exactly what I was planning, but he knew I was plotting... now I needed to think. What would be better than just blinding him and killing him? Or blinding him and possibly getting beat again anyway... think Asuka, think... aha. If my theory was correct, Jun would've been hired, too... I didn't like her, hell, I hated her. I'd use that to my advantage. I could kill her, and pretend to defend Daemon... for now anyway.

"As a matter of fact, I do, but only if this little deal I have for you doesn't go through smoothly." I replied, trying to sound convincing.

"Make it a good deal, and I will be glad to comply. Are you a woman who goes back on her word?"

"Unlike Jun-another person sent after you-I keep my word." I replied softly.

Daemon sighed again... "Then what's your deal?"

I gave a mental smirk. "Well, I can help you; I know how other assassins think and work. Saving you the trouble of having to defend yourself alone. In exchange, no payment, you untie me, forget that I attacked you in the first place. All I want to do is get back at Jun... easily done if I help you." I could see it on his face... Daemon was thinking about. It sounded like a pretty good deal if you ask me. He took a few steps closer to me.

"So help you get at this Jun person...and you'll help me stay alive while I go after whoever wants me dead. I like that deal." I smirked mentally again. I knew it; he agreed. Hook-line and sinker... maybe not. He drew the sword I hated... that creepy thing. I swear... if I could, I would've taken it, and buried it somewhere.

"What do you know of blood oaths?" He asked... and what the hell was a blood oath?

"Thought you would." I smirked, this time he could see it. "By the way, the name's Asuka... and nothing, why?" I spoke, telling the truth... my name, and that I didn't know what a blood oath was.

Daemon smirked at me... a very devilish smirk. "A Blood Oath is a binding contract that cannot be broken. Going against that agreement results in immediate death." I mentally groaned... looked like I was REALLY going to be stuck his 'bodyguard'. I wanted to just deal with it for a bit, then kill him when he would least kept it, but now that was ruined. Eh... whatever. I'd agree...

"Fine." I muttered, and Daemon cut his hand with his sword...again. Dayem, Prince guy... you seemed pretty wanna-be-emo to me. He walked behind me, sword in hand-HEY! What the hell was he-OUCH! He cut me, too! That hurt... my hand was now bleeding... slightly heavy. Ow, ow, ow! Damn it! He was lucky I was tired up! I would've hit him in the groin for that! AND HARD! I would like to see him try and reproduce if I did... Shaking the two bleeding hands, both of us glowed purple for a moment. When the glow faded he untied me. Well... it felt better to be untied... I stretched my arms.

"And where is my equipment?" I asked, continuing to stretch. He pointed to a small pile of weapons, and some other equipment. I stood, and stretched my legs for a moment, before kneeling by the pile and hiding the things back in their spot. I was pretty surprised... he managed to get most of the hidden weapons, even the ones disguised as earrings was piled with the stuff. He didn't get my breast dagger, or my tiny ball of blinding poison. Overall, I was still surprised... and slightly impressed. I wasn't watching Daemon at the moment, but I could hear fabric being torn. He handed me a small piece of cloth. Huh? I blinked at it a moment... then I noticed my hand was still bleeding. Oops. What was that word I was supposed to say? Thank you? Yeah... that's it... I think.

"Thanks," I said, using it to bandage the wound. He gave a slight bow as he spoke. Was that out of habit? If it was, it would have to stop.

"You're welcome, M'Lady," I blinked a few times... what I said next, I said it bluntly.

"I know you're royal and all, but you don't have to bow; easily gives you away."

Daemon sighed with a sweat drop. "Old habits die extremely hard."

"You're going to have to put it away; that's how I was sure you were who I was after...You bowed to me in the ramen place." Another blunt response from me.

Daemon nodded. "Duely noted M'Lady."

"M'Lady things got to stop too; someone might hear you." AGAIN... another blunt response. Daemon sighed again... and nodded.

"Hey; I'm only doing my end of the deal here." I said, wanting to sigh.

"I know, and for that I'm thankful. I just...don't know what I'm going to do."

"Hmmm? Well, soon as you're ready let me know."

"What I WANT to do, is find whoever wants me dead, and probably kill them before they kill me. But how would I go about that?" He asked me, and I didn't have much of an answer...

"Well, you wait for your next attacker and see if you can get some info outta him or her."

"And how would you wish to track after this 'Jun' person?"

"Little Jun-Dear'll show up; either to kill me or kill you." I replied.

Zack chuckled. "Sounds fun."

"All we have to do is wait."

"Sounds simple enough. However, I'm not waiting here. We're going to the village Hidden in the Leaves." I shrugged... wait, where? Oh well...

"Fine; I'm only following you around." Zack nodded towards me, and started walking. I followed behind him... thinking... about that dream, or memory, flashback... whatever the hell you wanna call it. Who were those men? I wanted to know... I now remembered Jun... but I wanted to gain more knowledge over who the men were... more questions kept creeping up into my head, and I continue to try and remember something else... anything... nothing. I must've been following the Prince automatically, because, before I knew it, the sun was setting. Zack stopped... and I almost walked right into him.

"We'll set up camp."

"Okay..." I replied, slightly tired. Good idea: sleep.

"Would you, mind helping?" He asked, and I shrugged.

"Tell me what to do."

"You can get a small fire going, I'll cook after I get bedding arrangements set up."

Bedding arrangements? Why? I usually always slept sitting up when I was out on a job. All I needed was a place to lean my back against.

"Okay then." I muttered, before starting to do what I was told. He got to work on what his task was, too. First I had to gather some wood, which didn't take me too long. I started poking at the first with a stick as I just plopped my butt down. I guess he was done, and I must've zoned out, because when I glanced at him, he was preparing a small rabbit for... I suppose, a stew. Yup, I had to have zoned out if he had time to finish AND catch a rabbit. I gave a small sigh, still poking at the fire. Why wouldn't I remember anything? Why? Why did I have to be the one to lose her memories? I heard Zack's voice addressing me. I pulled out of my thoughts to hear.

"What's wrong?" He asked. Why was he asking? It's not like he cared... or maybe he was just naturally that nice? I dunno...

"Nothing." I continued to poke at the fire.

"Doesn't look like it."

"There's nothing wrong." I repeated.

"Whatever." He put the stew on to cook and stirred it. After some more poking, I threw the stupid stick into the fire, and watched it burn. He didn't say anything... but he was watching me. I could feel his eyes on me every so often. I pulled off my gloves, and stiffled a sneeze. I stretched my fingers, and sat my gloves down. My mind was just about ready to start wandering off again, that is, until Zack started talking to me. He started off with a question...

"How did you come to be an assassin?" I thought about it a moment... I didn't know. I just... knew I was one... I didn't even know why. How sad was that?

"Don't know. Lost most of my memory somewhere down the line." I replied, honestly.

Daemon blinked. "You have an idea...when?" Ugh... questions, questions. Why me?

"When what?"

"When you lost your memory." Again... I thought about it... I didn't know. I think...

"I think I was 19..." I saw Daemon nod quietly and stir the stew again. Afterwards, I stayed quiet. I mentally drifted off... in deep thought. How was Nala and Hina doing without me there? I was never gone for more than two days... and something gave me the feeling I'd be gone way longer than that now. I heard Zack's gentle voice... it broke me free from my thoughts.

"Ok, it's done."

"Hmmm?" I glanced up at his face... noticing his eyes. For the first time, I actually had a good look at them... they were more nice in person than in the picture. A very nice, almost faded violet color. Yes, they were truely unique... probably more unique than my eyes, and my eyes were different colors. One blue, the other green. I would've leaned in closer to get a better look at them, but I didn't want to seem rude.

"The stew."

"Okay then..." I watched him pour me a bowl... I wasn't really hungry, but whatever. I thanked him and began eating.

"You're welcome," he replied to my thanks, and started pouring himself some as well and began to eat. I kept to myself... I didn't know if I should've started an conversation. Was Hina eating what I left in the fridge for her to heat up? Was she feeding Nala?

Daemon finished quickly, he didn't eat much. "G'Night," he said and went to lay down.

"Night..." I muttered, finishing up myself. Soon enough, I went to lay down, too, in my spot... I started drifting off... then before I knew it, I was asleep.