REUNION OF THE HEARTS
-Kawaii Hana-
DISCLAIMER:
I don't own any of the characters in FOR... Although, one particular clumsy character there is mine.
The other names in there came from the seiyuu or voice actors of the anime. Obviously, I don't own them either...
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Chapter 4: A Walk to Remember...
"Fuuko-nee! Aaaaaahhh!"
Ganko screamed as she rushed to hug her big sister as soon as she got off the car.
"Whoa! Ganko-chan, you really have grown tall." Fuuko commented, as the blonde's head was just near her neck as they embraced from years of separation.
"I'm so happy, Fuuko-nee! Are you going to live here again!?" The excited blonde asked.
He smiled...
"Of course, Ganko-chan! Wait. Where's ma?" Fuuko asked, completely surprised at Ganko's new transformation.
"Oh... she said she had a meeting or something... But, aaahh! I can't believe you are here..."
"Ahem... miss? Err... luggage?" The driver interrupted them.
"Oh, sorry..." Fuuko sweatdropped, she had completely forgotten about her luggage because of the excitement.
After taking her belongings off the car and paying the driver with an extra tip, Fuuko has finally entered the house where she grew up.
"Wow! I can't believe I'm here again!" The wind goddess remarked. She took a deep breath and sighed.
He sighed. As the two sisters rejoice after their heartwarming reunion, somewhere three houses past, there he watched from his window.
As the neighbor, he should welcome her back, but-
He looked at himself in the mirror and rolled his eyes. What is there to look at? Nothing much changed during those years. One look at him and you'll know that this is Mikagami Tokiya.
So, it wouldn't matter if he just went there for a visit...
He went outside of his house, full of his confidence. But as he went closer to his destination, it seems to decrease every second.
By the time he had pushed the doorbell open, he had lost all of that confidence.
What if she laughs in front of my face? What if she slams the door in my face? What if she said she'll never forget what I'd done to her? What can I do...? I said to myself. I'm going to endure the pain but- what if...
He was so busy in his thoughts that he did not notice the shadow in front of the door moving quickly and the sound of a door close. . .
He straightened himself as he heard the door about to open. He saw the face of a blonde girl open her mouth in shock...
"It's you..." Ganko said, happily.
"Hi, Ganko-chan. You have certainly grown." He complimented, a bit taken aback by the teenager's change of clothes. She certainly does watch a lot in MTV.
"Thank you! Where have you been?" Ganko asked, squealing excitedly. Obviously, she doesn't know that he has been on the same house for a long time now.
"Err...where is your sister?" He asked, straight to the point.
"Huh...? Uh...She said she's going to sleep. She was tired." The girl lied, unknown to the disappointed ice king.
"I see... Then tell her I dropped by..." He nodded, and was to about to go.
"Don't worry, Mikagami-niisan. Just come at the reunion this weekend at Recca-niisan's house!" Ganko waved at him.
He nodded with a smile. And that convinced him to join the reunion, even if it means to enter the monkey's house... He smiled at the thought. He doesn't see the group as lowly as he used to do. But the name has stuck. And he wondered if she would react the same way she used to do when he calls her a 'she-monkey'.
"Well, thank you, Ganko-chan. See you there then." Tokiya nodded and turned around to walk again
"Goodbye!" The sound of the door closed behind him.
And unknown to him, that teenager had an evil smile as she walked straight to the phone to call someone...
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It was like he has returned from that visit. But, no, he just came from Recca's house. The much-awaited reunion has turned out to be a scary thing. They were being watched. - Damn it! - He thought. If only he noticed that person during that time, things would have changed for the better.
But there was no use in blaming the past mistakes. Since he had nothing to do tomorrow, helping the woman job-hunting might be a little fun as it brought him a lot of memories.
Like his first day of job-hunting for example, he had to wait for like hours just to have an interview. It took him the whole day just to wait for his turn. And apparently, every applicant who came in the room first always comes out crying.
His turn came finally. Inside, the interviewer looked stern, strict, and well, just plain poker-face. Tokiya did not need to wonder what was the crying all about.
The old man looked at the aspiring boy like he was just like the other applicants. But what makes him different is that he looked too much serious and poker-face than him. The interview session began and Mikagami did well - but rather too much for the interviewer's point of view.
Impressed of the young man's abilities, the interviewer recommended him to a close friend of his which was Midorikawa. When the said client saw this promising lawyer, he was utterly shocked that his friend gave him a rookie- just new to the practice.
But those were just mere memories. Midorikawa was just one of the many clients he is working for today.
At 8:00 in the morning, Tokiya was already by the front door about to ring the bell again. Always right on time and never refusing a job is just one of many well-liked traits. (Ok... I'm praising him way too much now...)
The one who answered the door was Ganko again and she let him in the living room for the time being.
It has been years since he entered the house and it was still as it was before. Though slight changes can be easily pointed out, Tokiya figured it must have been Fuuko's change of preferences.
"Err... do you want some green tea, Tokiya-niisan?" The blonde girl offered, surely she was surprised that he was in the house. It might not have been part of her match-making plans but hey, at least they're getting fast results.
"No, thank you. I had my breakfast before I came here." He answered politely.
"OK, then. Fuuko-nee will be coming out in a minute. I'm just doing my homework so..." Ganko started.
"It's alright. You can continue with your duties." He cut her statement and assured her with a nod. With that, the blonde teen left with a smile...
True to her prediction, Tokiya heard a door being opened in less than a minute. Out came Fuuko in yet another charming but simple look. The young man couldn't help but become astonished once again.
"So, uh... how do I look?" The woman seemed pretty shy in her appearance. She really might have prepared too much for this job-hunting. Her purple hair all neatly tided in a bun. Her face with an excellent touch of make-up and her white attire fits in to the standards of today's outstanding employees.
"Ravishing as always, Fuuko-san..." The young man complimented and cut off his sentence as soon as he realized he had called her by her first name.
Blush-on really comes in handy for Fuuko nowadays... "Um, thank you!"
"Well, let's go, then" He stated and off they went.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Ganko suddenly opened her door and went straight to the phone... again!
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Few minutes since they started walking, none of the two uttered a single word. How could they be, anyway?
The sun was bright. The sky was clear blue. The warm breeze made the whole neighborhood even peaceful than ever before. There is nothing you can do but walk and take in the fresh air.
But silence is also an indication that both are actually shy to each other. . . What's more? Silence can and will always be annoying.
"S-So... uh, where do we go first?" The lawyer asked, hesitantly.
"Um... let's see." The young lady paused to think. "There are only four stations here in this neighborhood... So, we'll start with this one- Harito Station." Her finger pointed to one of the newspaper ads.
"Let's go then..." The young man said and went off.
Harito Station was only a few blocks from their street. Many old neighbors and a few family friends came to greet the home comer Fuuko as they passed by. The purple-haired woman, in turn, gave back their hugs, kisses, and warm greetings. Many people commented on how beautiful she has become for the past 7 years of absence and certainly her sudden change of level as far as maturity is concerned did not go unnoticed.
But what most people see is that the famous lawyer Mikagami Tokiya is with her all the way. Could this mean something? Impossible... They say.
When they had come at last to their first destination, the place was packed with applicants. There was no more room to stand and no more vacant chairs to seat. Fuuko sighed... Maybe this might not be such a good place...
Tokiya noticed that his companion was a bit discouraged. In hopes to cheer her up, he looked up to the remaining three ads from the paper.
"This one, Fuuko." He called her attention and she looked to where he was pointing.
"Itaku Weather Station..." She read aloud and thought for a moment. "OK... it's not far from here anyway..."
Taking a taxi cab to their next destination, the couple had some time to chat. They talked about their college days, the UBS, and many other fields of interests. But they seem to ignore one certain thing in their discussion... what could it be?
- I'm dying to hear what happened to him that night... - the meteorologist thought.
"So... uh..." She started. "Yes...?" He replied.
"Ummm..." The Wind girl did not know where to start. "Yes?" He pressed on...
"Ermm... so... uh... when you first came back after college... why didn't you call Recca or Yanagi?" She asked him.
Beyond those expressionless eyes, the lawyer felt a pinch in his stomach. Maybe this might be one the reasons he didn't want to go the reunion in the first place... He wanted to avoid the question. Apparently, he got his wish due to Recca's sudden outburst of angry dragons and a hard hitting show of "You're Being Watched" by Kagero...
But, hey, that was last night... There is still a tomorrow, as they say...
"I- I- uh..." The lawyer, for the first time, was tongue-tied. It is such an irony that Atty. Mikagami was a connoisseur in answering questions that could affect the status of his client. And here, he could not answer such a simple question from a woman who just simply asked why...
"Well...?" Fuuko said, still waiting...
"It's just... that..." Tokiya didn't know where to start...
"Sir, Ma'am... We've arrived at the Itaku Station..." The taxi driver interrupted that crucial moment...
"Err... yes... Here you are..." Tokiya said, handing over their fare. Both left the cab hastily. But their awkwardness was thrown out the window as the gates of the Itaku Station showed a sign printed in large bold words... CLOSED.
The couple sighed. Okay... This is not a good place either... - What the hell's going on...- Tokiya thought. It seems everything is getting worse by the minute. They don't find a place wherein Fuuko can pass her résumé and both have to pass thru countless moments of awkwardness every now and then.
Luckily, though, the taxicab on which they rode in earlier didn't get too far and the two caught up with it. Their next destination: Hiramatsu Broadcasting Corporation. This time, though, both were not expecting too much.
Just across the station was a café. Both decided to get a bite to eat after that tiring journey. Tokiya volunteered to pay again when Fuuko stopped him to do so.
"No wait... let me pay it. You already paid for the taxi fare twice already. That was too much." Fuuko reminded.
"But it is already expected that a gentleman should serve a young lady to show his courtesy." The lawyer defended.
"Tokiya, you have done more than enough already. Please let me pay this time." She insisted.
"Well, who am I to say no to you... Go on..." Tokiya finally surrendered, figuring that the conversation is not going anywhere anyway.
As they helped themselves, they sat outside the café just across the station. The truth was: Hiramatsu Corporation was really a broadcasting corporation. Even Tokiya didn't know why Fuuko wanted to go here in the first place.
"So... I hear Hiramatsu Corporation is the no. 1 broadcasting station in Japan. As a meteorologist, what are you supposed to do in there?" Tokiya suddenly asked.
"Well, I read in the newspaper that they have a vacant position in their Weather Forecasting Department..." Fuuko answered.
"You're going to apply as a weather forecaster...? I thought a meteorologist would..." The lawyer suddenly got confused...
"A meteorologist gathers data from the devices prepared; studies the data inquired and broadcasts it either on a newscast, radiocast, or a newspaper..." That statement sounded like an excerpt from a textbook.
"Oh... I see. Thank you for elaborating for me." The lawyer said.
"You're welcome..." Fuuko took a sip of her latte they had ordered.
Another moment silence ensued. It was getting awkward and annoying to both of them.
"So...uh... this was the station that broadcasted the Rokuro case, right? The success of the broadcast that brought you international fame..." Fuuko commented, trying to break the silence for once.
"Actually, I didn't ask for that 'fame'..." The lawyer said, sulking in a joking manner...
"I bet that every single woman in the world drools over a picture of you..." The lady commented, with laughs at the end.
"As if the girls back at high school flooded the whole campus with it already... What's next? The whole world!? Come on... Give me a break..." Tokiya added the joke, making the both of them laugh and catching someone's attention...
Feeling a little better, both felt a sense of nostalgia in their high school days... It seems as if nothing has passed between those seven years...
"Kirisawa-san...?" A voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.
Both turned to see a young man about Recca's height, black short spiky hair and a uniform consisting of blue vest, a black shirt underneath, and a pair of blue jeans...
"I-Is it you Kirisawa-san...?" He still inquired, expecting an answer...
"Why, yes. It is me... What can I do for you?" The said lady replied.
"Uh, it's me... Takahiro Zen... From the Journalism Department, remember? The one who always trips into you...?"
"Ohhh... Oh yeah, I remember... Zeny-chan! How are you!?" The lady squealed in delight.
- Zeny-chan...? -- Tokiya smiled... –- So Fuuko's still giving nicknames, huh...? -
"What happened to your greased-up hair, your oversized glasses, your braces...your..."
"Easy! Easy, Fuuko-chan! I'm a certified journalist. If I still keep that kind of appearance, I'm fired..." He proudly beamed.
"This is Takahiro Zeny-chan... Every 6:30 in the morning, whenever I go to class, I better make sure to stop at one corner, because I know he might crash into me!!!" The wind goddess recalled as she laughed.
"Errgh... That's too much, Fuuko-san...You see... I always wake up pretty late so I'm always in the rush! But... could this be the famous Mikagami Tokiya-sama?" Zen asked as he saw the supposed person.
"Yup, up close and personal..." Fuuko beamed proudly...
"O-Ohhh... Mi-Mikagami-sama! I must say it is truly an honor to finally meet you! All I can say is that I am truly moved by all the work you've done... E-especially the recent ones when..." The young man took the lawyer's hand and shook it rather vigorously that Tokiya was like being electrified.
"U-Uh... Takahiro-san, please take a seat with us." He said, trying to stop the wild shaking which gave the lady a smile. – I wish I still have my Ensui... –
Eventually the new comer found a chair and sat beside them with a much excited spirit. "So..." He began. "How long have you two known each other...?"
"Back at high school In fact, we're neighbors...!" A simple answer but not a really understandable reaction...
"High school...!? Neighbors!?" Takahiro exclaimed. "How lucky you are Kirisawa-san...!
"Uh-huh... He was Mi-chan!" She beamed with a sweatdrops on her forehead.
"Ehhh? Mikagami... Mi-cha- Oh...I see... It's just I couldn't believe it was Mikagami-sama you were talking about back then..."
- Oh great... I will be known forever as 'Mi-chan'... And Fuuko told it to an amateur reporter... It will be on the news in no time... –
"But, what brings you here in Hiramatsu Broadcasting Station...?" The young journalist asked.
"I'm here to apply..." Came the lady's reply. "Mi-chan's just here to assist me... We just... had a high school reunion... last night..."
Fuuko looked at Tokiya. The latter nodded, indicating that she did the right thing...
"Oh, I see... Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go...!" Zen got up from his seat and so did the others.
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As the three walked across the street, a certain taxicab was near the café. The driver slid his window up again. He dialed a number on his cell phone.
"Yes, Master... I have the Ensui and Fuuko wielders on my trail... Of course, sir... I will not fail you... Yes... I shall deliver you the two... alive..."
With that, the driver had hung up, closing fully the window and turned the radio on for some heavy rock music...
"Hmph..." He muttered. "These kids are too easy..."
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"Well, Kirisawa Fuuko... I must say it is truly a surprise that you have come here..." A woman in her fifties spoke as she started reading the resume.
Fuuko has finally passed her resume... But not just to anybody... Takahiro introduced Fuuko to Hiramatsu Akiko, CEO and owner of the Hiramatsu Broadcasting Corporation.
Fuuko was shy at first, but since this is the only place she can apply at the moment, she figured she should do her best. The interview took about an hour, although, it felt more like a chat than an interview.
"So... You live in a neighborhood very near here, I see." The CEO said as she scanned thru the first page.
"Yes, I've been there since I was born..." Fuuko replied.
"Well, you have considered the nearest place to work, I see..."
A moment of silence ensued. Finally, Akiko held her head up with a smile...
"Congratulations, Kirisawa Fuuko. You are now a new member of the Hiramatsu Broadcasting Corporation as meteorologist/weather broadcaster..."
"Why, thank you so much, Hiramatsu-sama!" Fuuko shook her new boss's hand excitedly.
"You're welcome..."
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Tokiya waited by the door of CEO room. He had waited for almost an hour. And God knows how impatiently he waited... As eyes of reporters stare greedily for a new story and the ladies drool with stupor...
"Errr... Are you OK, Mikagami-sama...?" Takahiro asked suddenly who happened to pass by.
"I'm fine. No need to worry." Tokiya answered in that very familiar manner that we all grew to love... (Ahehehe...)
"Oh... Well, just asking..." Takahiro said.
"So how exactly did you and Fuuko met...?" Came the question of a usually silent lawyer.
"Errgh... Well, why do you ask...?" Zen asked, a little too shy to talk about it...
"Just curious. I can see that she was happy to see you again." The silver-haired young man answered.
"Oh... err... Well, you see... I was still a freshman. And she was a sophomore... It was almost the end of the Lunch break before my Communicating Arts class while she to her Meteorology... The bell rang... And I realized I was going to be late again... I rushed to the door... And just seconds... I crashed in to her... getting her clothes dirty in the process..." He rubbed his head with his right hand as he grinned sheepishly...
"Well..." Tokiya had to smile... "First impressions are very important... So, she got, huh?"
"Oh... She was boiling mad, sir... I have never apologized to anyone so foolishly... And she said something about I reminded her of a nose-pierced mongoloid begging on his knees for forgiveness... Only this time, I was a skinny geek as if I didn't eat anything at all..."
Tokiya bit his tongue in order not to laugh. It was obvious that she was talking about Domon on his knees... "O-Oh... really... Did that surprise you...!?"
"Well, yes... When I usually see her, she's quiet... She was like homesick or something..."
"Apparently, you reminded her of an obsessed suitor of hers during the high school days... He usually does the 'begging' on his knees thing... I guess you brought back the old her when you did that..." Came the explanation.
"Oh, really!? Gee..." Zen realized...
"Well, what happened next...?"
"Well, actually, after she said that. She suddenly laughed. As if it actually felt good. Maybe it was like you said. It reminded of her some memories... And she apologized quickly..." The journalist continued his story. "Soon after that, we became close friends. She defends me from the varsity bullies... I help her if needed. We study together... And well, when she graduated, I was kind of lonely after that..."
"I'm sure she felt the same..." Tokiya assured him.
"You're right. That's why I will be working with you, Zeny-chan..." A voice suddenly interrupted their conversation...
"Really! You got hired! That's great!" The journalist jumped with joy and 'hugged' his best friend.
"Well, now... You have to give me a tour around here, you know..." Fuuko told him afterwards...
"Sure..." With that, the trio started moving...
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It was getting late and yet Zen was still with Tokiya and Fuuko on their way to their homes.
"So, Zeny-chan... Do you have a story that you're working on?" Fuuko asked as they walked.
"Uh-huh... Well, it's more of a feature story, actually... I've been investigating about the mysterious death of the late multimillionaire Mori Kouran from seven years ago..."
Tokiya and Fuuko stared at each other for a moment. This is not a good sign.
"Well, you see... When he died, strange things happened. He was known as the most generous millionaire in the world. But during the time he was alive, criminal ratings soared high. Drug abuse records were up as well. After his death, all those went low... Coincidence? I think not... You see, in one of Mori's mansions, in their underground passages, there hidden secret passages of science labs using real humans as experiments... Numerous corpses were found. A mansion with special headquarters for Kouran's special fighters trained and armed to the teeth... There is even a discovered mansion wherein its underground basement was an actual arena, a huge one...for a real battle. The crime lords and gangs battle it out for their lives or for money. While Kouran's other rich acquaintances gamble their money during a 'battle'. That's why they hire their own 'fighters' just like a wrestling or a boxing match only this time the match is where your life is on the line..."
"T-that's horrible...!" Fuuko exclaimed, remembering the nastiest memories of her teenage life.
"Well, it is horrible but it's true... We've been investigating all about it. The evidence tells everything." Zen said, truly misunderstanding what Fuuko meant.
"I thought you were a journalist..." Tokiya teased. "You look like a secret agent to me..."
"Oh no... It's just that I was given an assignment about what has happened to all of Mori Kouran's riches went when he died... Turns out it became like discovering Mori Kouran's dark side, though..." Zen explained.
"Well, well, well, who would have thought that the always picked on poor boy in Kyoto University would actually get the biggest feature story of the year! When is this actually going to be broadcasted?"
"Well... we're still gathering more information. I guess I gave you a thriller, huh...?" Zen replied.
"Well... you got me, Takahiro-san..." Tokiya complimented. But at the back of his mind, he was mumbling...
– Duh... We were actually in those battles we were talking about... You could even interview us, you know... Too bad it can't happen... –
"Oh, this is my apartment... I'll be seeing you tomorrow then, Kirisawa-san." Zen said as he took the keys from his pocket.
"Ok... Bye!" The couple both waved goodbye as they walked...
"I have to admit he was indeed a good journalist. Everything about the UBS and the SODOM will be revealed if he gets the chance to broadcast it ..." Tokiya commented.
"Well, let's just hope he won't discover that we were once part of those tournaments..." Fuuko said.
"Well, I'm the silent type. If he ever finds out, it would be your 'fault'..." Tokiya accused teasingly...
"Hey! That's so rude..." Fuuko pinched his arm and they both laughed.
"Well..." Tokiya said after they both have clamed down. "It's really late... Gee... did we really stay at the station for that long...?"
"Um... It is dead quiet in this street... It feels like we're being followed..." Fuuko said getting a little worried.
"C'mon... Don't tell me you still remember what Kagero-san showed us last night..." Tokiya said.
"Well... I'm not afraid of being aware of our situation, Mi-chan...!" Fuuko said.
Suddenly, Tokiya looked at the back...
"What...?"
"I think somebody is following us..." Tokiya said. His over serious tone was back. "We better hurry..."
The couple walked a little faster.
A shadow looked up from a hidden corner...
"Master... They have noticed me. I need more men..."
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Yanagi sighed as she finished writing some papers. She carefully placed those in their respected folders. She was happy she got to finish them so as not to have a lot of financing problems in the way while taking care of the children at the day care center...
Krrriiinnngg!
Just then, the phone rang. The brunette stood up to pick it.
"Hello, Sakoshita Yanagi speaking! Ganko-chan? Why is your voice shaking...? What!? Tokiya and Fuuko aren't still at home... Well, may be you're just thinking about what Kagero-san showed last night... Maybe, they both enjoy each other's company or something... Huh!? A note... on your doorstep!?"
Yanagi soon became worried. "OK...OK... I'll call Recca-kun! You call Kaoru-kun's place. I'm sure Domon is still there..."
With that she hanged the phone and quickly dialed the number of her fiancé with shaking hands...
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"Mi-chan... I could definitely hear footsteps..." Fuuko said as she and Tokiya were walking. Thankfully, they have reached their neighborhood.
But, the footsteps seemed to keep on following...
"Ssssh..." Tokiya whispered. "We have to act natural." Fuuko nodded as she let out the biggest sigh of her life...
Suddenly, the footsteps were getting louder.
"Mi-chan... Is it just me or the footsteps are like multiplying...?" She looked at him... Tokiya, in his serious look, was not a good sign.
The two have been walking fast. Their feet couldn't take another step. But it's their fear that drives them to do so...
Then... the footsteps stopped. It was dead quiet again... Tokiya halted and looked back again.
"Well?" Fuuko asked...
"I guess we got paranoid..." Tokiya concluded and they both sighed.
Both started to walk normally again.
"Whew... That scared me..." Fuuko found her voice. "It just came from out of nowhere..."
Tokiya could only nod.
But as they were turning to one corner, the footsteps returned... It was louder and it felt like running...
"M-Mi-chan...?" Fuuko looked at him.
"Come on... Let's run!" With that, he took her hand and ran...
They ran to dark hidden alleys... Maybe that way they could lose those pursuers.
But that didn't stop the footsteps to actually sound louder and faster than before...
"M-Mi-chan... They're still following!"
"Let's try this way!!!" Tokiya shouted as he led her to the darkest alley yet.
But as they entered, they both realized it was a dead end...
- Damn – Tokiya cursed himself. If only, he had his Ensui. He would've gotten rid of the pursuers from the start...
"Mi-chan... What are going to do now!?" Fuuko was breathing heavily. She couldn't run any faster because of her heels.
She felt Tokiya's grip on her hand tightened.
"Don't worry... I won't let them hurt you... No matter what..." Tokiya finally said as he waited for the footsteps to come closer...
The footsteps finally came to halt... Tokiya and Fuuko could see 5 figures... But they couldn't tell who they were in the dark.
Then, a lone figure stepped closer and...
"Why the hell were you running!?!" The voice complained as it was panting heavily...
Both looked at each other... The voice belonged to...
"Kaoru..." Tokiya managed to say the voice's name.
Soon enough, one by one, the whole group appeared from the darkness and into moonlight.
"Well!? We were all worried! We were searching for you all over the neighborhood. And then, when we saw you, you guys started running, we had to catch up with you as well." The young man continued to rant and complain.
"Tokiya-kun! Fuuko-san!" It was Yanagi this time. "I'm so glad you're both alright..."
"What... What happened?" Fuuko asked enraged.
"Fuuko-neesan..." A small voice from Ganko was heard. She was crying. And she rushed to hug her older sister...
"Ganko-" Fuuko was surprised. What the hell is happening...?
"T-there was a doorbell... I answered it. Thinking it was finally you and nii-san. B-But there was no one at the door... Then I found a note left behind..." Ganko was choking in tears...
"Ganko-chan called me right away... She sounded so scared that I got worried so I called Recca..." Yanagi explained.
"When I heard it... I told her and the other to meet up in my place and we started finding you guys! Then, you started to run like heck! What happened...!?" Recca finished.
"Somebody was following us..." Tokiya answered sternly.
Gasps of shocks and fear were heard. The teen blonde hugged her sister tightly.
"We were too relaxed... What my mother showed us is really serious..." Recca concluded.
"So what are we going to do now...?" Domon asked. "Almost all of us have jobs, have to go to schools, and other things... Anyone could be the one following us..."
"We just have to remember that common trademark our pursuers had..." Recca said, remembering the accessories, tattoos and the burning of his right arm.
"No... They are different." A stern voice from the shadows rose...
The whole group turned to see Kagero appearing once again...
"Ma... what's going on...?" Recca asked...
"I'm afraid I have underestimated our new enemies... I have to take you all in our secret Hokage hideout. You all must stay there for the night..."
The group looked at each other and nodded...
With that, Kagero quickly released a shadow separating into 7 stems absorbing the 7 members of Team Hokage into the ground...
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He cursed himself for not catching them sooner as he was driving home with his familiar taxicab.
He heard his cell phone ringing...and answered it.
"Master... I am sorry I have failed you... I am ready for your punishment..." He answered with regret and submission.
A cruel laughter was heard from the other line... "No need to worry... From what I have heard, they no longer use their madougu..."
"Oh... that's a shame, Master. What are we to do? Our goal is to obtain the madougu of the Hokage Ninja..." The driver asked.
"Well, you stirred fear in the group, my loyal servant. I'm sure they will have to get back their madougu again for protection." Came the eerie reply...
"So, what is it that you want me to do, Master...?" He asked yet again.
"Well, your sole purpose is just stir fear into their hearts...! With that, my plan has been set to motion... As for you, I have no more use for you... you useless scumbag!!!"
"Sir..?"
Then suddenly, an over speeding truck hit the taxi. It had hit the front face of the car. The people who happened to pass by came running to help...
But it was too late...
There he was... The driver's body was covered in blood... The glass from the front has pierced his whole body...
And there was his cell phone still being held by bloody right hand...
And if you were lucky, you can hear a ring of evil laughter in the cell phone...
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AUTHOR HAS FINALLY UPDATED...
Ehehehehe... I am so sorry I have this fic little attention. But, oh well, I'm going nuts over this fic...
Anyway, please leave a review...OK...
I know there are better ToFuu fics... But at least give this one a try... Kay?
Well, thank you for reading and...
SAYONARA!!!