Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry I haven't updated in sooooooo long! But I promise I'll keep posting more chapters soon. And thanks for staying around and reading! Onto the story! PS - remember, I don't own a thing…

"It ends here!" Ken screamed as he lunged towards his team mate, a light glinting off of his weapons as he flew closer.

"Ken, what are you doing!" Ran yelled as he dodged the attack. "What the hell's gotten into you?"

"Just shut up and fight me!"

"I'm not going to fight…" He was cut off as Ken lunged again, this time coming close to leaving marks against the red head's arm.

Ran wasn't sure what was going on, but he knew something was different about the man facing him. He knew that Ken would never attack him, but he also knew that the look in his eyes was different. Not only different, but wrong. Ran could tell that something had happened to his friend, but he wasn't sure what.

"Snap out of it, Ken!"

"SHUT UP!" Ken screamed, and lunged for a third time, this time forcing Ran to pull out his sword. "If you won't fight me, then I'm going to kill you!"

Something was definitely wrong. In a normal sparing match between the two, Ran was always able to beat the brunette. But now, the Weiss member was stronger, faster, and it started to worry him. What had really happened to the young man?

Ran didn't really have a chance to stop and think before he felt a sudden pain in his leg. Looking down his eyes followed the edge of the bugnuts until they reached the intersection of metal and flesh. Ken jumped away before Ran could react, and a streak of blood began to flow down his slender thigh.

"So he does bleed," The familiar voice came from the now smiling man. "Let's see if we can't make you spill the rest!"

Ken's fist slammed across the taller man's face, sending him falling to the ground. As instinct kicked in, Ran rolled away, crouching down on the cement roof. His whole being telling him to fight back, to defend himself, but his heart telling him to stop. Standing up, he tossed the sword to the side.

"I said," He huffed out as he wiped the blood away from his mouth. "I'm not going to fight you, Ken."

"Then I guess it really does end here," Came the response.

It seemed to Ran as if the entire world had slowed down, not only at that point, but since he had first seen Ken on that roof. He watched as his partner sprinted towards him, an almost eerie gleam twinkling in his eyes as he heart the bugnuts shoot out of the gloves. He only had enough time to dodge to the left as he felt the sudden impact of Ken's fist against his chest, sending the two flying against the wall.

Ran slumped against Ken's frame, the sensation of heat and tearing clouded his mind as he heard a soft chuckle escape his attacker's lips. Looking up at the man in front of him, it wasn't the pain that scared him, or the idea that he might very well be dying, but the fact that he couldn't see Ken anywhere in his friend's face. The person Ken used to be was gone, and that was what was killing Ran the most.

"Ken," He coughed, blood flying from his mouth and landing on the other's cheek.

"It's over," He mumbled again. "No more."

Ran didn't know what else to do, all he could do was grab onto Ken's hand as he leaned his head against the wall.

"It's not over," The usually moody man stated. "Because I'm not ready to let go."

It was then that something in Ken's eyes changed. There was a sudden flash and almost instantly Ran could see a change. But Ken didn't notice, he seemed to be in his own little world as his eyes glazed over.

Ken could hear Ran's harsh breathing in his ears, but it wasn't the present he was thinking about, but the past. Images of all of Weiss on missions, the flower shop, soccer practice at the park, and the all too familiar orange turtle neck. Memories and thoughts flood his mind just as it seemed to fade to black.

Ken's grip became lose, causing the bugnuts to retract as he fell to the ground at Ran's feet. No longer to support himself on either the wall or the brunette, the man found himself on the ground as well. It seemed as if everything was going wrong, and Ran wanted everything normal again. At that moment, however, he just wanted to stay awake. But try as hard as he could, the last thing he saw before he fell unconscious was a blur of blond hair and sunglasses.

It was a few hours later when Ran finally woke up in the basement of the flower shop. He groaned as he tried to sit up, feeling as if he had been hit by a bus, and glanced around.

"So you're finally awake?" The saucy voice of Yohji came from behind him. "It's been 4 hours since I found you. Thankfully we know some people who know some people, who know really good doctors."

"Where's Ken?"

"He's in the other room, hasn't woken up yet." Omi stated as he typed away on the computer. "It seems he may have suffered some kind of mental shutdown, almost like his system has some kind of virus and it was shutting down."

"Man, did he have it out for you!" Yohji grinned as he popped a cigarette into his mouth. "I just hope he got some of that frustration out…"

All Ran had to do was give the blond one look and it shut him up. He swung his legs over the side of the couch and attempted to stand.

"Hey! Are you nuts, you'll tear your wounds." Yohji yelled as he pushed the red head back onto the couch. "You need to rest."

"I need to see Ken," The gruff voice remarked.

"Look, he hasn't woken up yet, I'm sure he's been through hell, and he needs to sleep ok. You do too. Get some rest and we'll wake you if there are any changes."

"He's right, Ran." Omi replied as he swung his chair to face him. "Ken may not have as much physical injuries as you do, but he's got a lot of emotional and mental ones. The only thing we can do is wait."

Ran sank back against the couch and slowly inhaled. If had learned anything from his sister, Aya, it was that he was good at waiting for people to wake up.

And there's the new chapter! I know, I know, so what happens next? Guess you'll just have to keep reading! Leave some love!