Psychic Prodigies – Chapter 10

Relatively short chapter this time. Well, I've been busy lately cuz I've been studying for finals. I've got an English final, Hawaiian Culture final, Hawaiian Language final, and a Geometry final. Yes… 4 finals… I hate finals… And since this is my first year in high school, I really don't want to do badly during finals. If we fail, we retake the class all over again!!! I DON'T WANT TO RETAKE THESE CLASSES!!!!!!! Also, my friend and I are working on another FanFiction, and that's been taking up a lot of time too… Sorry!!!!! T.T

Summary: Matt and Satsuki get captured. That's basically all that happens in this (super retarded) chapter!!!

~ A couple streets away from the mall ~

Matt slowed his run to a walk by now. Satsuki's pain from running transferred to him and had made him tired faster, but happy. It had been a while since he'd run like that with Satsuki. The last time they had run together was the day before he left for Japan. They were running after Satsuki's hat. It had blown away in the wind and the two chased after it. He could remember how Satsuki's silky black hair had blown around in the powerful wind. Eventually, the hat had gotten stuck in a tree and Matt offered to retrieve it for her. He had climbed up and brushed the brim of the hat before he fell on Satsuki. The impact of his fall had caused them to roll around a bit and by the time they had stopped, Satsuki was on top of Matt. They giggled for a second at the thought of what they must have looked like: two Asian kids running after a hat, and then rolling around trying to retrieve it. The hat, which had a wide brim, must have caught the wind that was passing by because it landed on Matt's face. At this, the two giggled even more. Then they got up and left for home. Satsuki's hat was on her head and smiles were on both of their faces.

"Um…Matt?" Satsuki's voice brought the boy back to the present. He had stopped walking.

"Yeah?" he asked. Satsuki looked down a bit and her face started turning red. Matt followed her gaze and realized why she was blushing. He was still holding her hand. Rather tightly, now that he noticed. "S-sorry!" he immediately let go. He could feel his own face getting hot. There was a bit of an awkward silence then matt decided to speak up. "U-um… y-you know, since we're on our," matt coughed a bit to clear his throat, "um, first… er… date… we should, um, you know, do something." Exactly what they would do, he wasn't sure.

"Well, why don't we go to the mall and decide what to do there. It's only a little ways more any way," Satsuki looked at him with her purple eyes.

"Sure!" Things were getting to be a bit more casual now.

The two walked down the sidewalk to the mall. Matt's guard was up in case someone came over to them; the FBI to be more specific.

They only walked a few steps when a big black SUV pulled over next to them. Matt grabbed Satsuki and pulled her close, his hand on her far shoulder. He wasn't embarrassed this time. He was focused only on keeping Satsuki safe. An American man with brown hair and a large nose stepped out of the passenger seat.

"Satsuki Sakurai," the man had a heavy American accent. Matt could feel Satsuki's shoulders trembling under him. He had to get her out of here.

"Who are you talking about? This is my girlfriend, Yuki," Matt looked up at the man with his piercing blue eyes. The man didn't hesitate to punch Matt in the jaw. The boy fell to the ground and heard Satsuki yelp in alarm.

"Stay aside, kid," the man said in Japanese, "we're only here for the girl." Matt's mouth was dripping blood, but he didn't care, that man was after Satsuki! He clenched his hands into fists. His thick, black hair fell in front of his eyes.

"Matt! Help!" he could hear Satsuki getting pulled by the man into the car. "Matt!!!" she was screaming now. Matt looked up and saw the man's back turned to him. He grit his teeth and decided to strike now. He brought up his fist and swung at the man, but the man whipped around, pushing Satsuki into the back of the car. Then he punched Matt in the gut. Matt doubled over; the pain was over whelming. He almost couldn't move…almost…

He got up, clutching his stomach. He lifted his head to see a gun aimed at his forehead. The large man with the large nose was holding the gun. Time seemed to stop for a moment. Even the cars on the road didn't seem to be there at all.

"MATT!!!" a familiar and very musical voice screamed his name. Matt suddenly came into focus.

Then there was a loud thud. Matt felt himself falling and could see the ground rushing up to his face. When his body hit the ground, he could feel a slight itch on the back of his head. He could feel something we and warm. He felt his eyes closing and could hear faint but distinct sounds. So this is what it felt like to black out. To feel yourself being pulled into unconsciousness.

The very last thing Matt heard was the voice of the one he loved, calling his name. And then his blue eyes closed.

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Bollier turned from the boy with the black hair to the SUV. One of his men, Raven, had swiftly gotten out of the car and hit the boy with the butt of his gun while Bollier's own gun had been aimed at the boy's forehead as a distraction.

"You killed him!!! Matt!!! MATT!!!" the girl was screaming and fighting. Bollier had pushed her into the car and another one of his men, Stuart, had caught her. Immediately, she had tried to fight her way out of the car, but Stuart pressed his pressure point and she collapsed because she was touching him. The FBI was able to figure out the gist of Satsuki's powers, but they weren't really sure if it would work or not.

"Let's get out of here," Bollier said in English. He pocketed his gun and let Raven carry the boy to trunk of the SUV. Then Winters, the African-American in the driver's seat, started the car. Bollier stepped in the SUV and sat in the passenger seat. Then he closed the door, not bothering to buckle up. He placed his large sunglasses on his large nose then commanded to Winters, "Drive."

And Winters took off with a psychic prodigy and her boyfriend in the car.

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Akira was at home with Haku. The home was actually the one the host club had bought for them. It had 3 bedrooms and 2 and a half baths with a living room, a dining room, a kitchen, and even an office. It had come furnished. Akira's room was modern and blue. Haku's room was covered with posters and red. Satsuki's room was girly and purple. It fit their personalities perfectly.

Akira walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He grabbed the water pitcher inside then shut the fridge closed. He got a cup from one of the cupboards and filled it with water from the pitcher. He took a sip. The water tasted cool and refreshing. But something was bothering him. He walked to the living room, where his older brother was sitting on the couch, doing nothing.

"Nii-san…" he said, "why did you let Satsuki go with the brat?"

"She'll be fine. The brat will take care of her."

"Are you sure she'll be okay?"

"Absolutely!'

"Well…" The last time they left their little sister alone, she had gotten herself hospitalized. But she wasn't completely alone this time. Still, Akira was worried about her. "I'll just check on her, then."

"Sure," Haku said.

Akira closed his eyes and let his mind reach out for Satsuki. Then he realized something.

"N-nii-san…" Akira's voice trembled.

"What's wrong?" Haku turned around to look at his younger brother.

"…Nii-san… Satsuki's not responding…"