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Chapter Seven: Dinner with the family II


"Oooooooooooooohhhh! Ooooooooooh!"

High pitched howls resonated through the brisk forest air. Not the usual welcoming pack calls, but challenges. Tonight under the three quarter moon, solitary outsiders ran and claimed their territory. A snarl turned his lips, baring sharp jagged teeth. Warily he followed the trail made by his alpha, alert for any hint of the outsiders. Alpha male outsiders. A substantial threat to a mere beta such as him. But this territory belonged to him, to his pack and he wouldn't back down because of a couple invaders. Tonight, he thought licking his lips, there would be bloodshed.

"Aooooooooowww! Aoooooooooooooowww!"

Yowls piercing through the air underscored his thoughts. A tingly shiver ran down his spine, and his eyes narrowed. Quickening his pace, he traced the markings left by his alpha. All thoughts of the very human world outside the forest washed away as he let his instincts overrun his mind. The blood in his veins rising as adrenaline coursed through his system. Leading him to the fight.

Laughter resounded through the living room as the large Kikumaru family and their companions shared storied with one another. Fuji sat on the floor relying on his arms to support him as he leaned back. He gave his usual beaming smile as he observed the interaction between the Kikumaru siblings and their lovers. Glancing back at his best friend, he noticed a wistful smile on his friend. Seems as if he was going to have to intervene, and help his friend snag his doubles partner.

.Buzzzzzz.

As Fuji's cell started vibrating, a tickling sensation brushed against his mind. Someone was trying to reach him. Smiling he waved off the questioning looks he was being given, and flipped open his cell. It was too bad he switched the phone to vibrate; his ringtone got him so many interesting responses. Eiji glanced over his shoulder.

SHUSUKE. CHANGE OF PLANS. WE MISSED THE TRAIN. NEXT ONE WON'T COME UNTIL FIVE. SHOW US AROUND TOKYO.

Snapping his phone shut, Fuji glimpsed quickly at Eiji's frown, before open his mental shields.

Saeki?

The one and only.

Weren't you supposed to catch a train five hours ago?

Told you, we missed it.

You came alone.

True. However I wasn't the only one to 'miss' the train.

Fuji had to fight the urge to snap his eyes open. It would only alarm the Kikumaru family.

Who?

Well, Gen-chan was grumpy with your furries and I got tired of him growling on the way to the train station, so I left him. Turns out taking the long way equals missing the train. And I couldn't get on anyways, since I gave Gen-chan the passes and he ran off to play with the other furries. So I'm stuck here until he comes back. So let's have some fun. We can't lose to the furries after all.

Seiichi…anyone else with you two that I should know about?

Sadly no. Unless you want us to kidnap Yuuta-chan?

Saa…so tempting. But no, he gets grumpy if he doesn't get his beauty rest. I refuse to let Misiu know how cute my outo is grumpy.

Ha-ha. Fine, but it really has been too long since I saw Yuuta-chan. Bring Eiji though.

Hai. We're busy at the moment, so it'll take us an hour to meet up with you.

So long Shusuke?

We suppose we can wait. We're at Adai's Gaming in the mall near the station we were supposed to catch our rides at.

Scouting tasty snacks?

Don't worry; we'll leave some for you and Eiji…

If you two don't take too long.

Hai, soon then.

Fuji thought humouredly closing his mental barriers. Why did people insist on questioning his and Eiji's sense of time? So they were a tad tardy from time to time…Not as if they did it on purpose like a certain Diva wizard.

Fujiko?

Turning to Eiji, Fuji thought quickly. After the meeting earlier that day, and their last hunting trip, he doubted Eiji would be thrilled about going out. More so because he was having fun with his family. A rare thing with most of his siblings gone from home. But it had been so long since Fuji had gotten to hang out with Seiichi and Saeki. One night wouldn't hurt. With four of them, they were safe from a hunter, or four.

That was Saeki and Seiichi. They skipped their trains this evening to go in the morning.

Eiji lift an eyebrow at him. His lips were quirked in a smile, but his eyes gave way to his disapproval.

I suppose they want to go out.

Hai.

You agreed.

I told them we'd be there in an hour.

Silence descended as Eiji glanced at his family smiling and having a good time. His Okaa-san had found the baby photo album to the Kikumaru sibling's horror. Their lovers were very amused though.

'Kay. We've been here for over three hours I guess. Good as time as any.

Sighing inaudibly Fuji went to stand up from where he was sitting as Eiji hopped up from laying on his stomach. Aissa and Eiji's otou-san noticed them stand up.

Don't be upset. You'll get to hang out with all of them at Taichi's wedding in a few months.

Eiji didn't answer.

"Fuji-kun. Eiji. Are you going to leave now?"

Kikumaru-san asked, turning everyone's attention to them. Fuji smiled apologetically at them.

"Hai. Yumiko-nee-san just texted me. She doesn't want us to be out walking after midnight, so we better get going now. Okaa-san and she are out on a trip so she can't pick us up."

Kikumaru-san nodded at his words, but his wife frowned unpleased.

"I agree with Yumiko-chan, but Otou-san can drive you both home. It's almost eleven, and it isn't safer to travel now than it is as at midnight."

Ah, Fuji forgot how easily Eiji's Okaa-san became worried. He shook his head anyways.

"No, that's all right Kikumaru-chan. Eiji and I don't want to break up this get together. Besides, we both have our cells on us in case anything happens."

"I suppose. Call me to let me know you've arrived."

She stated firmly, standing up to hug them good bye. Before she could, Taichi spoke up.

"Is Eiji staying with you Fuji-kun?"

Before he could respond, Kikumaru-san did.

"Hai. Your outo is."

"For how long this time?"

Riko asked before Taichi could. Scowling at Eiji.

"A week or so. Why do you two ask?"

Kikumaru-san inquired slyly of the two of them. Riko and Taichi both frowned.

"Because he should be staying here-"

"-Not hanging out with Fuji-kun all the time."

Fuji could feel Eiji tense up behind him. Seems he'd been worried about this reaction. The glint in his Okaa-san's eyes said she wasn't going to stand for them censuring their outo though.

"And where exactly do you two plan to sleep if Eiji stays here. Your Otou-san and I told your outo to stay with Fuji-kun, so you two could stay here. Exactly what are your problems with Eiji hanging out with his friends all the time anyway?"

They both had the wisdom to shut up and back down. Settling for muttering 'nothing' under their breath. Thankfully, Aissa decided to stand up at that moment with her boyfriend following her.

"Well, if Eiji and Fuji-kun are going now, we might as well go too. Us younglings now when we should leave you adults to talk amongst yourselves."

Her comment did a lot to lighten the mood as Asami and Kaeko snorted at her comment. She winked at Fuji and Eiji.

"Anyways, we'll see you tomorrow. Not too early though. Considering how scary my nee-san are when they just wake up. Rather miss out on that horror."

She ducked, avoiding the pillow Asami threw at her, placing a kiss on her otou-san's cheek.

"Night everyone! Eiji, Fuji! Let's walk to the metro together."

Waving bye to everyone, Eiji rolled his eyes but grinned merrily at his nee-san. Fuji nodded. She brightened and tugged Eiji out the door forcing Fuji and Iema to walk behind them. Outwardly smiling at the man, Fuji resisted the voice in his head growling at him to kill the man.

Huffing, Ryoma scowled darkly at the sidewalk. His talk with Ryuzaki-sensei and his Ouyaji had been annoying. For some reason they had chosen to forgo their usual bickering to double team him. As if he wanted to listen to his lazy, perverted baka Ouyaji lecture him on his responsibilities. So he hadn't, preferring to go stroll around the city. Silently hoping nobody would act up, but return home and stay locked up after the council meeting that afternoon. Figures his irritating senpai-taichi would do the opposite.

What was it about alpha Lycans that they couldn't be around other alphas without challenging one another? Bucho was the most irritating though. Ryoma had already had to run one hundred and fifty three laps that afternoon, yet once again he found himself running. For awhile at least. He only tracked the baka Lycans long enough to see if they would get in a fight and kill one another. A few times they came close, but since there were four alphas they didn't dare waste their time just going after one alpha in particular. Though bucho had the advantage of Oishi-senpai and Momo-senpai backing him.

Once he'd come to the conclusion that the fights would only result in minor gashes and cuts, he'd left the forest. Now Ryoma was sauntering around Tokyo. So far he hadn't caught a sight of the rest of his senpai-taichi, but knowing his two vampire senpai, it wouldn't be long now. Contrary to popular belief, Ryoma could listen to people, and he had. Ryuzaki-sensei had divulged all of Fuji-senpai's hunting habits and feeding patterns to him. At least all the ones he hadn't found leafing through the microfilm. According to the calendar he mapped out, Fuji-sempai should be feeling the urge to hunt soon. Regardless of the council's warnings.

Fuji-senpai might not be restricted by the Elder's for his hunts as of late, but that didn't mean he didn't need to be. The descent was obviously plaguing Fuji-senpai, and rapidly at that. Chance was all that had kept him from going too far until now. Mostly, it was his distance from his stronger brethren that kept him from falling completely to bloodlust. Now with two of his less ethically burdened companions in town, Ryoma was sure there were going to be several deaths that night. And Eiji-senpai would likely be mixed up in the whole mess too. As if his bubbly, red headed senpai didn't have enough problems without following a crazy Fuji-senpai.

None of this really bothered him much. All of this drama was ordinary in his experience. What did annoy him was the text message he'd received a couple of hours ago.

THANKS FOR THE PREY. IOU.3

What the hell was she up to? He thought crossly as he stalked the grimier areas of the city, perfectly aware he could not be home until dawn.

Flashing red, blue, and yellow lights lit the dim room. Pounding music reverberated off the walls, drowning out any attempts of conversation. Not that that kept people from trying. They just had to yell. Exactly what he loved: drunkenly flirtatious uninhibited throngs of humans. For the fourteenth time in the hour he avoided getting groped. Scowling, he shot a glare towards Fujiko and Yukimura who were busy chatting up three overly vapid girls, too stupid to know they were going to be a late night snack. Saeki had gone upstairs to hit on a bunch of different guys he'd scouted out as potential snacks. Raising his glass, Eiji gulped down the rest of his drink. Wincing, he grimaced a bit at the bite.

Glancing back at the two blue bloods now holding a girl in each of their holds, Eiji rolled his eyes. Turning his head towards the door he felt a sliver of rage overtake him. Inhaling deeply he tried to shake it off. Finally, Eiji decided he'd had enough of the overcrowded club as an old man leered at him over the bar counter. With a thunk he slammed his glass on the bar counter, and stalked to the door. On the way he glowered at all the drunks that bumped into him, scarcely containing the urge to snarl at them. Most took one glance at him, and stumbled over their feet to back away. With a last cold glance at Fuji and Yukimura Eiji shook his head and stalked out the door. Outside a bouncer stood keeping a lengthy line at bay. He took one look at Eiji and opened the rope to let him go, nodding for the next two people in line to enter. Eiji glanced briefly at the people waiting to get in, before he decided the people were not worth observing. After a block he found an unfrequented bar and slowed his step, leaning against the wall of the building.

Shutting his eyes, Eiji attempted to even out his breathing. Listening, he could finally hear without the painfully deafening music giving him a migraine. This street was quieter than the last, though he could still hear the rustle of people moving about and the hum of cars driving. He felt less angry but more annoyed now. It was just that he couldn't take tonight. Fuji acted like he'd forgotten all about the events of the past few weeks the moment they'd entered the room with Yukimura and Saeki. Eiji knew the exact moment Fuji had let go of any control of 'him'. Knew the look in Yukimura's and Saeki's eyes said they had every intention of hunting and feeding that night. And that their prey was not going to be breathing in the morning. Yet he'd followed along on their hunt anyways. As he always did.

Snapping his eyelids open, he glared up at the street lights that out glowed dimmer than the nearly full moon. His nerves were tingling and the voice in the back of his mind was hissing. Normally, he wasn't one to hate things, but there were three things in this world Eiji loathed: first was his childhood monster, second was being a vampire, and third was the side of him that delighted in scaring and feeding off defenseless humans. Fuji knew that. Everyone knew that. And they all knew why. If he dared to close his eyes he could see the reason why too. So he rarely did anymore. There were actually four things he hated. The fourth was lying and separating himself from his family. Nights like these only served to remind him of all those hates.

Today had been hell, but the three and half hours Eiji got to spend with his family were like a fresh rain. Having a chance to laugh and smile with all his family was becoming rarer now that they were all older. Seeing all his siblings with their lovers had been pleasant, even though it made him wish he had someone. How much longer he would be able to spend with his family? After all, he was a vampire. And while the urban legends were wrong about vampires being immortal, vampires did live longer than humans. By several centuries give or take some decades. So in fifteen years or so, Eiji would have to disappear from their lives permanently. An act that would tear them apart, like it almost did before.

His lips quirked sardonically as his fist balled up along his pant leg. That's the choice he made when he decided to not inform them he was a vampire. It was for the best decision. Eiji would rather leave his family in the dark about his condition, than witness their revulsion. He wouldn't be able to take it if they hated him. Feared him. How many times had he almost hurt them?

Fuji just had to take him away from what little time left he had to spend with his family. All so they could go hunt and kill some humans for a snack. An unnecessary snack. Grimacing he swished the bile in his mouth around. Tonight, he would wait for the others to sate their bloodlust before he rejoined them. A cackle in the back of his mind crooned that there was bound to be an abundance of blood leftover when he found them. Spitting, Eiji leaned forward standing solidly on two feet again.

Might as well wander around. Nearby a door swung open as a couple walked out talking. Eiji turned to go in the opposite direction. Once the door slammed shut, Eiji froze recognizing the laugh coming from the woman. Tilting his head a fraction over his shoulder, his eyes widened in confirmation. Aissa. Acting quickly, he resumed looking ahead and began to walk rapidly in the other direction. Luck appeared not to care for what he wanted though.

"Eiji…?"

Squaring his shoulders, he kept walking, determined to ignore her. There was no way he wanted to explain this.

"Eiji!"

A hissing sound came from behind him, followed by the telltale clap clap of her heels hitting the sidewalk.

"Stop! Eiji! You had better stop baka!"

Glancing back he saw her running toward him with her boyfriend. Calculating the distance she was covering, he started to sprint. Dashing across a street before a car crossed the intersection. The sharp honk was bound to distract them as he turned a corner followed by turning another corner. Spotting an alley he decided to hide there. Reaching the alley, he held his crinkled nose repulsed by the revolting stink. Ducking behind the garbage bin, he crouched trying to still his beating heart. Aissa had scared him. And now he was going to have to make an excuse to her about what he was doing. At least he had the weekend now. Fuji had better help him.

"Are you sure he went this way Shushito? He could have continued going straight. What's my baka outo doing wandering around this district at this time of night anyways?"

Eiji's body stilled. His eyes popping in horror.

"Hai, I'm sure. He'd assume turning would get us off his tail. And you'll have to ask him yourself. Now be quiet."

A snort was all Eiji heard before they became silent. Closing his eyes, he listened closely. Aissa must have taken off her heels. Why would she know to do that? And how was Iema able to track him. Biting his lip to hold in a growl he heard the thap thap of bare feet padding on the sidewalk, but he was having trouble pinpointing how close they were. Opening his eyes, he examined the alley. It seemed to be between two rundown stores with boarded windows. Stench wafting from the garbage bins must have driven away all the inhabitants. Scowling, Eiji stood up took a few steps back before leaping at the garbage can, holding onto the rim he pulled himself up. His feet found the rim and he stood up fully before leaping at the wall. Catching the edge of the roof, he hoisted himself up and hopped over, careful to duck down. Steadying his pulse, he listened to the footsteps.

"Shushito, I-"

"Shh!"

Scowling, Eiji decided he was going to have to have a talk with Iema. Aissa shouldn't be ordered around by anyone. Focusing he could hear them enter the alleyway. The garbage can rang as someone hit it.

"Shit!"

"Shushito! Don't flip out. Obviously he isn't here. I'll find out what he was up to tomorrow."

Aissa stated highly peeved. A dry, rough laughter filled the alleyway. Eiji clenched his fists together. He didn't like the sound of it.

"Where are you? I know you're listening!"

Eiji could feel his muscles tighten at Iema's voice. Oh Kami, please, no.

"Shushito! Who are you talking to? No one's here."

Dark chuckles.

"You're dearest outo my clueless sweetheart."

"Eiji's not here. We lost him. Now stop acting like this Shushito."

A trace of trepidation laced her determined face. Iema chuckled lowly.

"No my sweet, you're wrong. He is here; he is just choosing to ignore me. I think you can help me with that."

Eiji leapt up as he heard a scream.

"Hai my dear, you just keep screaming. If he hears you, he won't be able to resist joining us."

"Shushito let go of me this instant!"

"I know you're there! Come on out little monster. I have a tasty treat for you."

Growling too low for Iema to notice, Eiji watched him hold Aissa in a chokehold. A slender silver blade against her throat. Iema glanced around waiting for him to appear. Hesitating, Eiji tried to think of how to best get Aissa out of Iema's hold without injury.

"No, you still won't come out? Alright then, how about I give you a taste of what I have to offer?"

Finished speaking, Iema pricked the knife to Aissa's neck as she struggled to get away. A sluggish steady dribble of blood streamed down her neck. Briefly, Eiji caught her eyes and saw the panic there, before she closed them shying away from the knife. It was enough make him livid. Agilely he stepped off the roof and landed lightly to the right of Iema.

"What do you want Iema-san? Or should I say Hunter-san?"

Eiji hissed out venomously at Iema. The man turned smirking. Aissa struggled harder, her eyes bugging out.

"Eiji! Go away right now! Run!"

"Shut up."

Iema stated coldly, pushing Aissa to the ground, and stepping on her so she couldn't move. He continued to rub the heel of the shoe into her back. Aissa yelled. As Eiji moved to get her out of his hold, Iema pulled out a gun aiming it at her.

"I wouldn't if I were you. Unless you want her to die. Doubtful, seeing as you seem to hold an unhealthy attachment to her. Disgusting as it is to think any of your kind could feel anything towards a human besides interest in their blood."

"What do you want?"

Eiji snarled, his eyes never leaving the hunter. Iema however grinned victoriously at him before letting his eyes rove down to Aissa on the ground. She stared at them in confusion and pain, the blood on her neck clotting though the blood ran down her arm. With a sharp tug to her hair, he exposed her neck even more as she winced at the pain.

"Me? That's a long story now. Something we don't have time for, since I don't want your guard joining us. Long story short, my group wants your master dead…but he is really hard to track down. We figured if we found you, we could get him to come to us. All you had to do is cooperate with us, but no, when my partner approached you, you killed her. You sucked her blood dry you leech."

Iema chortled aggressively staring at Eiji. His eyes were livid and detached. A sliver of apprehension filled Eiji. A cruel broad smile overtook Iema's lips.

"But how could I be mad about that? You're a monster; it's in your nature to feed without thinking of others. I was shocked when I found out you were living with humans. Humans that used to be your family. Maybe I was more surprised that they were still alive and didn't seem to have a clue about you. How awful that must be for you to be cooped up in that house with all that food, no being allowed to touch one of them. My sympathies. Pretty forgiving of me since you can't do the same, but hey, I'm a considerate man. Here, I've even brought you a treat in exchange for information on your master's whereabouts."

Eiji felt his muscles tense at Iema's words. How long had they been watching his family?

"I don't know where Devali is."

Iema shook his head, looking as if he were getting ready to scold a misbehaving child.

"Tsk, Tsk. No need to lie. I have no intention of taking the treat I promised you away. See?"

He rebuked, forcefully pulling Aissa's hair back even more all of a sudden. Causing her clotted cut to open and bleed again.

"Go ahead take a taste!"

Iema chucked raucously throwing Aissa at Eiji. Snapping his arms out Eiji moved to grab her before she fell. He managed to take hold of her before her face hit the ground. Pulling her shaky arms around him, he held her by her torso, letting her head lay on his shoulder. A heavy waft of her blood filled his nostrils.

DRINK! NOW!

Eiji could feel his eyes dilate, as his fingers clenched tightly into Aissa's back. She groaned at the pressure. The dark chuckling continued from Iema.

"You want her blood. Go on; drink it like you did my partners."

"Eiji…?"

Smells so good…Just one lick? She's already bleeding, why not taste that. It's still sticky. Yummy.

Licking his lips nervously, Eiji tried to shake the thoughts out of his head. His gaze met Aissa's confused, panicked one. Shame filled him so quickly he had to glance away from them, only to have his eyes fall on her neck. Watching her pulse beat, he watched as the warm salty liquid trickled down her slender throat. Saliva quickly rushed into his mouth.

One Taste! Shame to let it go to waste. One lick and we let her go! One lick won't hurt. Mmm…smell how tasty it is.

Wetting his lips, Eiji's tongue darted out to Aissa's shoulder almost touching the crimson delicacy when he felt her hands push against his chest. Removing her neck from his immediate touch, but not enough to remove his hold on her. Growling, he moved his eyes to meet hers. Horror and revulsion were the first things he glimpsed. Eliminating any interest he had in drinking her blood, yet making his pulse rush as the anger hit him. The chuckling grew behind Aissa.

"You really are a monster to try and feed off your own kin."

Adrenaline continued to course through his system faster. His fingers tightened on Aissa, drawing more blood in a few spots.

"Eiji-senpai! Quit it. Let the girl go…Let your nee-chan go."

Startled by the familiar voice, Eiji obeyed without thinking, beginning to turn around. Forcefully shoving Aissa away from himself causing her trip and smack her head into the cement wall behind her. Torn between staring at her and looking at the intruder; his actions caught up to his thoughts. Eiji was saved as Echizen walked over to her. Leaning down, Echizen touched her head.

"A concussion. Her breathing is still regular though. She's going to need to go to a hospital right away."

"No way. No one is going anywhere. Who the hell are you? One of his kind?"

Iema demanded vehemently, garnering both of their attentions. Eiji glowered, growling at the sight of the man holding a gun pointed at the three of them.

"Who I am is none of your concern Hunter. But I do suggest you leave now while you are still able to."

Shaking his head, Iema laughed a little.

"Uh uh boy. I am going to finish what I came here to do."

At his words, Eiji's vision clouded in an enrage haze preparing to attack the hunter, but was stopped by two hands grabbing his shoulders. Forceful enough to stop him in the midst of a sprint.

"No Eiji-senpai…And what was your goal? To get an innocent human woman killed by a vampire who just happens to be her outo too?"

Hissing, Eiji watched as Iema glared at him before regarding Echizen.

"No. She was just a tool, and I'd hesitate to call her blameless if I were you. It was to rid this world of soulless bloodsucker. And you know what? I think that's what I'll do."

Finishing his statement Iema sneered, pulling the trigger of his gun. The bullet hit Eiji in the left shoulder as Echizen tried to pull them out of the way. Off balance, another bullet hit him in his right thigh and the side of his stomach. The cold burning sensation from his nerves told him the bullets were silver. Hissing in pain, he glanced in Iema's direction only to see the man attempting to dodge a switchblade being thrown at him. It managed to slash his right arm, the one he was shooting at Eiji with. Cursing Iema took off, sprinting out of the alley when a second blade followed the first. Echizen had to have thrown them. Reminding Eiji that he didn't know why Echizen was there or why he seemed to know what was going on. The agonizing throb caused by the bullets told him the infection was spreading, and if he didn't get them out soon they were going to cause damage. Shit, how was he going to deal with his mysterious and problematic kohai?

"Eiji-senpai, he's gone , I think you and your nee-san need your wounds tended, so we're going to have to hold off any questions you have at the moment."

Twisting his head, Eiji looked into Echizen's rebuking eyes. His kohai was unfamiliar without his signature baseball cap and tennis uniform. The dark t-shirt with the image of a rock band on front with dark jeans didn't suit him, at least the kohai Eiji was familiar with. Echizen's cocky aura was the only thing keeping him from lashing out at his kohai.

"Sorry senpai, but I think you need to sleep now. This will only sting for a second."

Confused, Eiji watched as Echizen moved his hands close to him, before he noticed the syringe in Echizen's hand. Before he could act, he felt the sting of the needle piercing his skin. The alley began to spin and go hazy as he tried to protest. Echizen's golden eyes were the last thing he saw before he blacked out.

It was dark. Very dark. Except for the glowing dotted circle that surrounded him. Strangely the dots didn't illuminate the rest of the surroundings. Eyelids fluttering, he tried to think of where he was. His body felt extremely sluggish, and he couldn't get his arm to move. That didn't seem right. Shouldn't he in pain right now? Or had the infection not been treated in time?

"Oi, brat! Your guest is waking up."

Brat? Where had the voice come from? It was male.

"Then put him back to sleep lazy baka!"

"Not my guest."
A sigh met the words. It was feminine unlike the two other voices.

"Honestly uncle, you could help. You're just sitting there. Don't worry; I'll make sure he's asleep! Finish whatever you're doing."

"Thanks."

Eiji still couldn't see the figures, but he felt a pair of hands touching his face. A cube of something was forced between his lips. He tried to protest but found his muscles weren't obeying him as he swallowed it.

"There now that wasn't so bad."

His foggy mind couldn't tell who the voice was speaking to.

"So brat, you decided what you're going to do with him yet?"

"Ha- -ou know how –feel abou- -es."

"So- -oing to eliminate i-"

"Hai."

Falling back into oblivion Eiji couldn't piece the words he was hearing together. Deciding to figure it out later, he let sleep overtake him. At least until the searing pain pierced his chest, and the agony and his screams drove any thoughts from his head.


Author's Comment:

Revised: 2/29/12

The second half of the chapter is up now. Sorry for taking so long. Hope you enjoyed.

Thanks for Reading,

False Sourires