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Chapter 6: Warmth

The next few weeks passed by peacefully and I helped Ryuzaki start surveilence on the group we had suspected. I had posed as a transfer student at their university for a week and found out more information on the group. I showed him some evidence which only made me more suspicious of them. While the group was meeting almost everyday, they almost never saw each other outside of the meetings. Not a glance in the hallway, not an email, not even a phone call. I also found out that it was almost impossible to gain admitance to their meetings without the entire group's consent. This behavior was peculiar to say the least, but we both knew we wouldn't be able to get anymore information without getting closer to them.

"I don't see why I can't at least try." I said in an annoyed tone and crossed my arms as I sat on a couch. Over the previous few weeks Ryuzaki and I became rather close. We both understood each other's behaviors and often had the habit of turning to each other with the same idea. I was no longer nervous around him, and I most certainly was not going to let my new idea die without a fight. I wanted to continue posing as the transfer student and eventually gain enterance into the group, but Ryuzaki strongly disagreed with me.

"No. It's too dangerous." He said firmly from the couch opposite mine.

"But Ryuzaki! We finally have some evidence on these guys, and we'll never be able to catch them if we don't get someone on the inside." I whined.

"I agree, but it won't be you."

"I don't see why you're making such a big deal of this. I've done undercover work before, and it was even your idea for me to pose as the transfer student in the first place."

"I don't care you're not doing this!" He said raising his voice. It startled me a bit, he never raised his voice, but still I continued.

"What happened to you? You've always been known for taking risks and doing whatever's neccessary to solve a case. I can do this, you know I can."

"No." His eyes were getting darker and his tone commanding, but there was no way I was going to follow such a foolish order.

L's P.O.V.

I fininshed going over some of the surveilence that Haruka had managed to gather over the course of a week and we disscussed what it could mean. We both came to the realization that there was a large chance that this group was responsible. Unfortunately we also realized that we wouldn't be able to get any closer to the group very easily. We were going to need someone on the inside, and with such a tight knit group, that was probably impossible. Then Haruka proposed something completely proposterous. She wanted to go undercover and try to infiltrate the group. She became insistant, but I assured her that it was much too dangerous.

"What happened to you? You've always been known for taking risks and doing whatever's neccessary to solve a case. I can do this, you know I can." Her words struck a chord. I was surprised, normally I wouldn't have given something like this a second thought, after all she had volunteered. She did have extensive expertise as an undercover operative, so why did it worry me so much. Am I going soft?

"No." I replied, I don't care if she does have the expertice, I can't, no, I WON'T let her do this.

"Just try and stop me." She finished with those words and went to get off the couch. You're not going anywhere.

Haruka's P.O.V.

"Just try and stop me." I finished and went to get up, but with lightning speed he got off his couch and pushed my shoulders into the back of the couch. Our faces were within inches of each other, and I saw a fiery passion in Ryuzaki's eyes that I had never seen before. His hand hand went from my shoulder to my neck and quickly brought my lips to his. I was in shock. How dare he? Who the hell do you think you are? I tried to push him back and resist the kiss, but stopped as his tounge began to pry into my mouth, and became limp. I was unable to break free, but not because of his grip. His kiss was passionate and intense, I supressed a moan and I began to kiss back. He held one hand on the back of my neck and slipped an arm behind my back, pulling me even closer. My arms went around his neck, one hand remaining limp, the other running through the back of his soft hair. His touch was magical and addicting. I felt a fire burning inside of me, burning brighter and brighter as our kiss went on.

This was not my first kiss, but it was different from the others. It was as if all the feelings we'd had and supressed came out at once in one fiery rush. It was explosive and I hoped it would go on forever.

Finally when I felt my lungs would burst from lack of oxygen, he pulled away.

"You're not going anywhere." He stated and seemed ready to claim me again if the occaison called for it.

"I promise." I said sincerely and felt my face go red. He smiled warmly, gave me a soft kiss on the cheek and walked out of the room. What the hell? Ryuzaki! You can't just leave like that!

I followed him out of the room and saw that he was standing at a table, pouring himself a cup of coffee. I snuck up behind him, looking at him with longing. I wanted him to hold me again, I wanted to feel that warmth. Wait, what if he was just using my feelings against me to get what he wanted? No. There's no way. He can't deny that he felt something too, that he wanted to kiss me.

"Did you really think you were going to get away with that little stunt?" I whispered in his ear. He stopped.

"It's not nice to sneak up on people." He replied and turned to face me. I desperately tried to read his emotions, which was nearly impossible, in an effort to try discern if he had actually felt something.

"Don't try to sneak your way out of this one!" I was really getting worried that he had just faked it.

"You're shouting again."

"And you're getting on my nerves."

"Am I?" He asked slyly and gently brushed my bangs from my eyes. I blushed again he smiled. My heart began to race. Is he faking or what? I can't tell!

"Haruka," he paused, "you worry too much." He whispered into my ear. My eyes widened as I felt him kiss me again. This time was less intense, but still just as passionate. I closed my eyes and he pulled away and held me close to him. I didn't want the moment to end.

-Several Days Later-

I yawned as I walked into the investigation room early in the morning. The sun was starting to rise sending beams of golen light into the room. I saw Ryuzaki sitting on a couch having a cup of coffe.

"Ryuzaki." I said as I walked up to him.

"Yes?"

"I just wanted to let you know I'll be stepping out for a minute." My words drew his full attention and he gave me a worried look.

"Now who's worrying too much?" I asked playfully. "I'm just going to the store," I saw the muscles in his face relax.

"Yep, and then I'm going to give you something very special." I said with a grin.

"Really?" He asked coyly.

"Yep." I giggled. "My super secret, best chocolate cake on the planet." He laughed. "Oh, you seem disappointed. What were you thinking you little pervert?" I asked and saw a light blush come to his cheeks.

"I'll be back soon." I bent down and kissed him, then walked to the door. I took a look back into the room and made eye contact with Ryuzaki again and smiled.

I walked to a small store near the builing and bought everything I would need for the cake. Eggs, milk, flour, and of course, the best chocolate I could afford. I turned the corner onto an abandoned street with two bags full of groceries. I hummed to myself as I made my way down the lonely street. Suddenly I stopped. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise. Someone was watching me. I was tempted to ignore the thought, but my experience as an FBI agent taught me that mistakes like that get people killed. I set down my groceries a few feet away from me, and five people, three men and two women, surrounded me.

"Can I help you?" I asked, keeping my eyes down and trying to buy time while I thought of a plan. I was very greatful I was wearing sneakers.

"Yeah, you made a mistake when you decided to interfere with things that don't concern you." I know that voice. I turned to see who it was and instantly recognized the man to be one of the group Ryuzaki and I were investigating. I had met him at the university. Two men charged at me and tried to land several punches, but all missed. I kicked one of them in the abdomen, my memories of self-defense training from the FBI returning easily. The man fell back into one of the women and both hit the ground with a loud thud. I swept the ground with my foot and the man closest to me fell as well. I landed a few more hits on my assailants and went to kick a woman who was coming at me, but in the proccess lost my balance and fell, twisting my ankle badly. I screamed in pain, and tried to stand on one foot. Suddenly the group around me took several steps back and I heard footsteps behind me.

"Bonjour mademoiselle." I froze and knew who it was without even having to turn around.

"Neil Martin, I presume."

"We're going to have a lot of fun, mon petit cheri." He said quietly in a heavy french accent as I felt a sudden pain in my neck. A hypodermic needle? My eyesight was failing me and I felt Martin catch me before I hit the ground.

Ohhh! A cliffie! What will happen to Haruka? How will Ryuzaki react? Stay tuned for the next installment of Another Chance, coming soon! XD Review and you'll find out what happens.