"So, how's every thing going on?", a sweet sing-song voice asked.

"Usual"

"How's Yuya-san?"

"Gone nuts"

"Huh!"

"Paranoid. She needs to relax."

"The shows hard on her"

"Yeah. It seems to her, that nothing is going her way"

"What's the noise in the background?"

"Music. I'm in the auditorium"

"Apart from that?"

"Oh that...It's Yuya. She's screaming at the volunteer for not getting the curtains dry-cleaned"

"Oh my"

"I know what you mean. Yesterday, she shouted at The Principal"

"..."

"By the way, You where right"

"I told you"

"Yeah. He's a psycho"

"You need to keep a close eye on him. He could be dangerous"

"Even Yuya's friend...Haruko knows. She tries to stop him from talking to her"

"I bet he didn't like it"

"He didn't. He got angry and tried to choke her"

"..."

"I showed him not to hit females"

Smiling, he asked,"How?"

"He has a fractured arm. The one which was strangling her"

"You're doing a good job. Don't worry, Kyo's work's almost done here. He'll take care of every thing when he comes. Till then you have quite a burden"

"It's okay. I'm enjoying"

"Good"

"Sasuke. You need to do me a favor"

"Coming...I'll talk to you later"

"Okay...Take care"

"Sasuke?", he turned just in time to find Yuya behind him, carrying a huge bundle of clothes."Please take these materials to the third floor of the next building. The dresser is waiting for them. These need to be stitched"

Before Sasuke could say anything, Yuya dumped the dress materials into his arms and was gone.

"Hey Yuya. Wait up", Haruko shouted as she entered the auditorium. Yuya turned, and with a tensed look asked,"So, were you able to do it?"

Panting, Haruko waited till she could catch her breath,"I swear, Yuya, you walk as if there's fire in your pants. Slow down, no one will kill you if you rest for a while"

With an irritated look, Yuya countered back,"Ever you know how much needs to be done. So will you get on with it"

"Don't worry, every thing is set. Every one agreed to come to see the show. In fact they were very enthusiastic about it. All the invitation cards along with the entry pass are ready to be sent to their respective places"

"Good. But what are you waiting for. Send them as soon as possible"

"Well... that's fine...but the one who was in charge of seeing through all this...has a arm fracture"

"Wha...!"

"Yeah. Shuichi had an...er...accident yesterday, because of which he has been ordered bed rest by the doctor"

"Oh...my...God...oh...my...God", putting her hand on her forehead, she looked as if she has been sentenced to death,"Why the bloody hell didn't you tell me?"

"You were very busy..."

"I guess you have to assign some one else to do the job. And fast", As if suddenly realizing that Sasuke was still there, listening to them, she asked,"Why are you still here? Please hurry. They're waiting for it", still looking at him, she had an idea, "Sasuke, please, could you do the job of sending all the invitation cards? It's very important. It's just fifteen of them. The rest are going through net or mail. Please"

Taking a deep breath, Sasuke nodded, "But on one condition"

"What?"

"You'll stay in this campus, till I come back"

Sighing, Yuya agreed. She knew better that to argue. This was probably the third or the fourth time he was doing this. It was no use, arguing with him. If, by chance, Yuya forgot to keep her word, she would end up getting scolding by Muramasa. He wouldn't actually scold, which had a bigger impact on Yuya.

The main reason, Yuya was on the edge recently, was Kyo. After the moment in the alley, it seemed like Yuya had become more fidgety. Surprised by even a small thing, she felt better only when she was with either Muramasa or Sasuke. Her dreams since then have become more and more frequent. But they weren't the ones which she had a long time back in her classroom. For her, that nightmare was history.

Now she only wanted to do one thing. Be in that mysterious man's arms, whom she felt as if she knew him too well.

"Wait for me..."

She remembered, how he touched her. Held her.

"You're mine...remember that..."

Suddenly, a crash sounded nearby. Jerking back in to the reality, she stared at the rod, which held the stage curtain, on the floor.

"Sorry"

"Sorry! How could you be so careless?", Yuya shouted, "You could've hurt some one very badly"

"But...I didn't do any thing. It was already loose, when I was putting the curtains on"

"Then you should have checked the rod before you put the curtains on. Man, how could you be so careless?"

"Seems like I'm disturbing you"

Turning, Yuya saw a young lady standing few feet away from her. Jet black hair, an inch taller than Yuya and very beautiful. Yuya couldn't help but stare at her.

"Do...do I know you, Ma'am?"

"Yes and no"

"Huh!",'What does that mean?', Yuya thought.

"Well, no you don't know me. But I do"

"How's that possible?"

"You see, I'm Kyoshiro's wife. Sakuya"

"Oh...welcome...", looking around, Yuya asked, "Isn't Kyoshiro with you?"

"Oh yes he is. But he's at your place", she continued sheepishly, "You see, I wanted to meet you. So, I thought that you won't mind me coming here. If you want I can help you out"

"There's no need for that. Every thing's working fine. But, why did you want to meet me?"

Smiling, Sakuya replied, "I've heard Muramasa talk about you. And also I wanted to know about the show. It's really interesting"

"You think so. Thanks a lot", Yuya continued,"I didn't know that Muramasa had so many friends"

"He's a very good person. You see, it was him who brought up Kyo and Kyoshiro"

"Really? I've been staying with Muramasa for as long as I know but I really didn't try to find out about his past. We were and still are very happy the way we are."

"I know", after a few seconds pause, she said, "So how's life?"

"Hectic", even as she said that, Yuya knew that that was not Sakuya wanted to know. Before anyone could say anything else, Kyoshiro and Sasuke came in together,

"You have a very bad habit of running off without telling me anything", Kyoshiro chided.

Smiling, Sakuya hooked her arm with his and said, "Sorry", even though she didn't look sorry at all.

"What are you doing here, Sasuke. Did you finish all the work I gave you?"

"Yeah, it didn't take much time"

"You were pretty fast"

"Well, I'm suppose to be efficient"

As soon as he said that, a huge crash sounded outside the building.

"Oh no...please...no", Yuya whined.

Running outside, they saw one of the huge bamboo stall, which was supposed to be used for the food counter, down on the ground.

"Grr...", Yuya went over to the mess created. "How did that happen?", Yuya shouted.

"We were covering the stall when we noticed that the bamboos were not tied properly"

"Still you tried to cover the stall. Have all of you left your brains at home? Why the bloody hell didn't you try to check the knots before you climbed? Do you have any idea that you could've gotten serious injuries", taking a deep breath, Yuya looked around her, and said, "Pack up. No one will work anymore today", she took a deep breath again and continued, "All the work which have been assigned to you should be completed tomorrow. Hopefully"

Turning to Haruko, she said, "The men who are working on the clothes..."

"Don't worry about them. The college guard told me that they will continue with their work. He'll see to their needs. Also all the invitations have been sent and the wall measurements required for the paintings have been taken and confirmed. Even the lights in the gallery are done. The only thing left is to put up the paintings, which will be brought just a day before the exhibition. When the paintings will be put up, no painting will over lap each other. Each painting has enough space to create it's own magic"

"Thank you so much, Haruko. At least something has finished today"

"You're taking to much tension. Relax"

Nodding, Yuya said, "Why don't you guys go ahead. I need to look at a few things before I call it a day"

When Sakuya and Kyoshiro left, Yuya told Sasuke, "Go with Haruko and see whether all the props required for the dance show have arrived or not. Here's the list which will tell you how many props should be there. I'm in the auditorium if you need me"

As she entered the empty auditorium, she called the man assigned to manage the stage lights. "I just hope the lights don't fall on us"

Laughing, the man reassured her, "Don't worry. I've already checked every thing"

Standing right in the middle of the stage, she smiled, "Then let's see what you've got"

"Right", walking towards the ladder, he said, "we'll start with the above lights"

"Okay but be careful as you climb"

Nodding, he reached the top with ease. Sitting on the railing, he looked down at Yuya, "I'll start with the first set"

As soon as he said that, there was a crack. All Yuya could do was stare wide eyed as he fell.

"Oh my God...", Running towards him, she touched him gently, "Hey"

"I'm fine", with her help he sat up.

"I told you to be careful...", then she saw his arm bleeding. A knife was embedded in his arm.

"Wha...how did that...?"

"Don't know. I'm just glad that I'm not dead"

"But..."

"I've fractured my leg"

"Don't move. I'll get help"

Getting up, she ran towards the exit, only to find the door locked. Yuya check every door only to find herself, with a injured person, locked.

"Shit. All the doors are locked"

"But how's that possible", he grimaced when pain shot through his body.

"Oh...where's Sasuke when I need him", feeling a shiver of dread pass her, she shouted,"Why the hell is every door of the auditorium locked?"

"Because of me", a cold voice from the end of the auditorium answered.