Hopefully it'll work if I post here.

Here's chapter 10! not as long as the usual chapters but I felt like that was the way I wanted to end the chapter.

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Chapter 10

Yata's face felt flush as he pushed himself against the cool wall behind him. The room was too bloody hot. Saruhiko hadn't said a word in an hour and the vanguard was left there, watching the blue on his PDA while in the three different layers that the blue's uniform brought and only feeling that much warmer thanks to that aspect. His head was starting to hurt too. It wasn't the headaches he got when sleep deprived, it was a pounding headache that got worse with each and every pulse of pain. His eyes were closed as he tried to relax, though his situation was not helping.

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Saruhiko's smirk didn't leave as he turned the PDA towards Anna. The red king's gaze fixated itself on the screen looking rather lost before she shook her head and glanced back up at him.

"Look at the blade. The sword." The blue insisted as he zoomed in a little closer to pinpoint what he wanted her to see.

The red king turned her attention towards the image once more, focusing on the blade that Saruhiko had zoomed in on. At first she didn't see anything, but as she stared, searching for what the other had found, her eyes suddenly widened. It was so small, and yet… they would be able to find Misaki this way!

Anna turned to see Saruhiko half way across the bar already heading for the door.

"Hold on Saruhiko, I know you're worried but we can't be running into this blind." Anna called after him. "We should formulate a plan-"

"Do you think that idiot would have waited around to formulate a plan if it was me?" Saruhiko called back as he rushed out the door.

The whole of HOMRA had grown so silent that a pin drop could be heard in the room. Anna sighed, though there was a smile on her face.

"So, what's the plan, king?" Izumo asked as he leant against the bar beside her.

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Yukari was relaxing, his blade balanced against the wall beside him as he watched the cameras idly. His eyes rose from the monitor where his cage bird sat when Sukuna burst into the quiet room. A smirk was on the younger boy's lips, accompanied by a somewhat crazed look that Yukari thought quite strange.

"Yes?" He exasperated, both looking and sounding bored.

"The cheater is back." The green clansman stated, a fire ablaze in his eyes.

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Fushimi skidded to a stop as he blocked another one of Yukari's heavy blows. Sweat dripped down his neck and caused tingles down his spine.

"Get out of my way!" He hissed, growing more and more annoyed as the green easily parried each and every one of his strikes with ease. His aura grew redish bluish as he depended on both his clans to support his skills, and still, Yukari seemed to dance circles around him.

"You don't actually plan on saving my little canary like this, do you?" The green clansman asked with a sigh, causing Fushimi's anger and annoyance to flare further.

As the fight went on Fushimi could feel exhaustion gripping his bones even as he tried to dismiss it to the back of his head, reminding himself over and over that Misaki was just beyond the asshole with the katana.

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Izumo walked silently beside her as she followed Saruhiko's trail. He'd run off on his own and although she was worried for him, the red king knew he would do everything in his power to get Misaki back where he belonged. When she first heard the sound of blades colliding her fingers twitched in anticipation. Izumo glanced at her, a small grin present as her family chanted around her.

"No blood, no bone, no ash!" They hollered, red flames encasing them before they split off to attack.

Izumo made his presence known in Saruhiko's fight, for the blue was already fighting Yukari and unfortunately, his sword skills were subliminal next to the green clansman. Saruhiko had been on the defensive until Izumo had pulled his lighter from his pants, flames growing at his will. Anna herself stood beside him, eyes narrowed in an angry glare that pinned the green clansman to his spot.

"Go find Misaki." She commanded.

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Yata's eyes were on the door that separated his room from the hallway. That separated him from freedom. It had been quiet for way too long. Usually the green swordsman came to visit him around this time.

Yata tried to stand, but the action cause pain to run through his whole body. Lifting his tank top weakly he hissed at the mess that lay hidden under it. He'd never gotten this badly injured before. Reaching towards it, he winced as merely brushing his fingers over the wound cause immense pain.

"Why are you playing with your wound Misaki?" Saruhiko asked, looking up from his PDA.

HOMRA's vanguard chose to ignore the blue in favor of trying to push himself back up again. Grunting in pain, he forced himself onto his own two feet. The process was slow and grueling, but eventually he was standing on his own.

"Fuck…" He gasped as he stumbled towards the door on shaky legs.

He tried to summon his aura but it didn't want to listen. His vision was starting to waver, but he refused to give in to his weakness. The door was the only thing keeping him from HOMRA. They were probably insane with worry; Anna was probably worried sick. While lost in thought the red clansman tripped over his feet and allowed the floor to catch him.

Coughing violently, Yata curled in on himself. The room was spinning so now he was absolutely certain. The stab wound that the asshole who was sitting two feet away from him had inflicted was definitely infected. His breathing was laboured as he lay on the cold floor.

"What are you trying to do Misaki?" Saruhiko asked, his words dripping with his condescending attitude.

Need to get out… Gotta find Anna… Kusanagi…

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Izumo and Yukari stood a few meters apart from each other. They hadn't moved since Saruhiko had taken off. Yukari had attempted to keep the blue but Izumo had put an end to that quite quickly.

"Where's Misaki?" Anna demanded, her aura encasing her and her second hand.

Her clansman seemed to feed off of her energy as they too allowed their auras encase them as they put the green clansman to sleep.

Upon hearing Anna's words Yukari merely smirked. Izumo glanced down as Anna's aura began to lick at the tiles at their feet.

"Where is Misaki?" Anna asked once more, her words resonating around them.

"The little Canary? Probably taking a little nap. No need to worry. I take great care of my pets." The swordsman stated.

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Fushimi was running down hallways, barely catching signs. He could care less what was in these rooms, he was only looking for one thing. For one person. The hallways twisted and turned, and he had no idea which way he was going. The usually strategically intelligent Scepter 4' third in command was rushing against time to find a wounded Misaki. He glanced in each room, finding nothing in them. Nothing until he heard something fall from the floor above him. Glancing up he doubled his speed, making his way back towards the staircase he'd passed by earlier. Taking the stairs two at a time the blue made it to the next floor in record time. Approaching the doors the same way as he had downstairs, he eventually came to a room with a body laying in the middle in a fetal position.

Misaki! Just hold on.

The blue clansman threw the door open, managing to work the lock just the right way, before dropping onto his knees and reaching for Misaki's neck. his fingers found a weak pulse. A shaky sigh of relief left his lips before he carefully turned the vanguard over so that he was laying on his back. His face was too pale and the way he grimaced at the lightest of touches played on Fushimi's nerves.

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Yata felt himself being forced to lay on his back. Everything hurt. He peeled his eyes open with great force. His vision was swimming, he was seeing at least two Saruhiko's right now. The red clansman pushed weakly at Saruhiko's hand.

"Don't touch… me." He breathed out.

Saruhiko clicked his tongue before reaching towards Yata's tank top. He pulled the fabric up and paled slightly.

"We gotta go. Now." Saruhiko stated before putting his arm under Yata's shoulders and lifting him up.

The red clansman hissed in pain before he heard Saruhiko's laughter. Except… this was coming from the corner of the room. There was a Saruhiko trying to pick him up and a Saruhiko just laughing at him.

"There are… two of you…" Yata murmured weakly, his gaze glued to the Saruhiko that was mocking him.

Saruhiko followed his gaze before clicking his tongue.

"That's not me, idiot." He grunted as he lifted Yata off the floor.

The red clansman hissed in pain again, causing Saruhiko to glance down at him.

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He completely missed the blow that knocked him back into the cell. Fushimi dropped Misaki and the other yelped in pain before curling in on himself again. The blue was quick in drawing his throwing blades, but they were all deflected by a scythe before the young boy let himself out.

"Have a nice nap." The boy offered with a slight smirk before he pulled the door shut behind him.

Saruhiko's eyes snapped towards the vents in the room as a fog started to make its way into the room. He pressed his sleeve to his nose and mouth, making his way towards the door.

Shit! Shit! Shiiiiit!

The blue thought as he tried to jimmy the lock again. Glancing through the window he saw that it was blocked. Fushimi sent a panicked glanced towards Misaki who was out cold, surrounded by the gas. He silently wondered if it was poisonous. Pulling his sword out as a last resort, the blue swung it erratically against the door. It barely sliced the surface of the metal. His vision was starting to get hazy and his legs wobbled, refusing to hold his weight up any longer. He swayed on his feet, fighting to keep conscious. His body refused to keep up with him and eventually collapsed on him.

"Mi… saki…" The blue murmured as he tried to push himself back up.

Please… be ok…