A/N: Eight chapters in one day..yeesh.. Well, this is the last chapter im going to upload for today. ^_^
Train walked around the town for a little bit. He couldn't get over the nagging feeling that someone was watching them. Did Creed find us already? Is it Chronos? No, it's too sloppy for anyone Chronos would send.. Who is it?
Train didn't want to have to fight with Saya around. She would most likely say that she could take care of herself, and that wasn't a good idea for now. They shouldn't be working as a team. They needed to part ways and fast, otherwise..
No, it was decided. Train would get his Sweeper license and then get Saya to a safe house. She probably had a lot of connections, so it wouldn't be that hard to find someone who could look out for her. Right after he took care of these pesky followers, anyways..
Train made a sharp right turn and Saya followed. She already knew that they were being followed. She just decided to stand back and watch Train do his own little thing. For now, she was just the spectator.
Train walked himself into an alley and turned around sharply. Just in time to see two guys jump down and cut him off from Saya. A third one, covered in shadow, twisted Saya's arm behind her and her face showed evident shock. This isn't what she was expecting... Train thought as he battled one of the two fighters. He had amazing reflexes, but come on! He's up against the Black Cat. The second fell just as easily as the first.
Saya watched as Train took the two people down in an instant. She spared the downed opponents a glance to be sure that they were alive. They were. Saya knew this wasn't the test, but she was glad that Train had spared their lives. Just then she heard "You will die for your crimes, you witch!" To be honest, the voice was a little familiar. Oh! Saya realized. It's the crazy siren voice! The one that screamed at Train and sounded like he was gonna murder someone...
Saya almost laughed when she recognized the voice and remembered its ridiculous cry, then she felt a sword press against her side. "Any last words, witch?"
"Go to hell!" Train yelled, punching Creed in the face. He placed himself between Creed and Saya, determined on protecting the latter. Train had no idea why he shouted like that. Most likely because Creed was really close to cutting that new yukata that Train bought for Saya. Train didn't like seeing his money go to waste.
Train watched as Creed slowly got up, that annoying grey hair covering his eyes. He had a murderous look in his eyes and he kept muttering something.. Train couldn't hear it, but he didn't want to provoke an angry stalker. After a few seconds of crazy muttering, Train felt Saya's hand on his shoulder and whisper "Is that-?"
The rest was drowned in "How dare you touch my Trainy, you filthy witch!" shouted by an insane creeper.
This pissed Train off enormously: "Who are you calling your 'Trainy'?!"
And at the same time: "Just who are you calling a witch?!" yelled a very pissed off Saya. She started to get her gun, but she felt someone grab her hand. She looked at Train's eyes which seemed to say 'don't'. Saya was really mad at this jerk, not only did he call Train 'my Trainy', he called her a witch. A witch! What had she ever done for that! Yet, Saya knew that Train probably had a plan, so she didn't grab for her gun.
Train held onto Saya's hand so she wouldn't reach for her gun. If she shot, Creed would go on a little rampage. That, and her hand felt really soft... Train let go once he realized that there were two reasons he was holding onto her hand. "That witch corrupted my Trainy!" the obsessed lunatic screeched. "His eyes...those gorgeous eyes.. There's no hate in them anymore!" Train snapped to attention and drew Hades. He didn't want this to get ugly, but if it did, he needed to be prepared.
"You're mad because my eyes changed?" Train yelled at the creepy stalker. He thought that him talking to Creed would probably steer him off-course. This only succeeded in pouring fuel on the fire.
"It's that witch's fault!" the lunatic screeched as he came barreling forwards, sword drawn. Right as Train was about to attack, something fell on Creed, effectively knocking him down to the ground. By no means was he quiet, though.
"Sweeper! Taking you in!" yelled a voice from above as Creed continued to struggle with his new confinement. Saya and Train looked up to see a guy in a white suit holding a...briefcase? In his other hand was the other end of the net that held Creed.
"You two okay?" he asked, jumping down from the tall building. Well, Train thought, looking at the shock of green hair coming from underneath the dude's white hat. His hair certainly is interesting..
