Yay new chapter! Guren is finally becoming his usual smug self again! And Misato is sassy xD Enjoy as usual and let me know what you think!

Two days later, Misato was fired from the hospital. She hadn't seen Guren again. Norito and Shinya on the other hand, visited a few times. They said Kureto was in charge of the interrogation and she was summoned to the HPD the next day. The only bandages Misato had left were the ones on her neck and wrists. She tried to cover them up before entering the Hiragi Police Department.

Guren saw her enter the building and he looked at her. He needed to talk to her, but she didn't even glance at him. C'mon. I know I fucked up. Just look at me. She didn't. Not even once. When she breezed past him, he couldn't help but grab her wrist. "Fujikawa." Misato turned her head and looked at him. Her face was emotionless.

"Would you please let go of my hand detective? I have somewhere I need to be."

"We need to talk." Just now, Guren noticed Misato was wearing her police uniform. Her head was tied in a high ponytail and he saw her belt equipped with the regular items an officer needed like cuffs and pepper spray.

" I don't see why you would like to talk to me." Guren felt a sting in his chest. She pulled her arm free and resumed her way to Kureto's office. Mito looked questionably at the frozen man.

"What the hell did you do Guren?" She whispered, loud enough for him to hear.

"Who kidnapped you?" Kureto asked calmly. They both sat in the interrogation room.

"I don't know the name of the person who did it, but they are from the Vampire Syndicate." Misato replied. Kureto wrote some things down.

"What did he look like?"

"He was hooded all the time. I was continually blindfolded, so I don't know." Misato lied. Kureto raised an eyebrow.

"If you were blindfolded the whole time, how do you know it was the Vampire Syndicate?"

"I heard them talk to each other. They're arrogant, didn't bother being quiet while being in the room I was in." Kureto wrote something down again.

"And how do you explain the medical report? Especially the weird wound in your neck?" Misato nodded and fidgeted a little with her fingers.

"One of them…. I know this sounds unbelievable, but he bit me several times. He….. liked it."

"And the rest?" Kureto radiated a certain aura that made it hard to stay calm. His piercing glare send a chill down Misato's spine.

"That same man beat me up. He wanted information about this department. Especially you and Ichinose." Kureto snorted.

"I know enough for now. If I have more questions, I will contact you."

"Okay." Misato replied.

As she walked out the door of the HPD, Guren was already waiting for her. "It's really easy for you to just say you never wanted to see me again." He started.

"Is that so?" She replied, avoiding him. Guren stood in her way. "Could you let me pass, detective?"

"How are you feeling?" Guren asked, ignoring her question. Misato raised her eyebrow.

"None of your business."

"Fair enough. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what happened at the hospital. I was….. a bit unstable."

"Apology denied. I meant what I said. I never want to see you again. I hope…" Misato bit her lip. "That someone beats you up as much as I've been my whole life." Guren's eyes widened. "You made me feel powerless while you could've shown a little support. That was the only thing I needed. Instead…." Guren swallowed. "You asked me to call you by your last name." Misato continued.

"And I apologize for it."

"And I said I don't want it. I won't be around much here so we never have to get acquainted again." Guren still didn't go out of her way.

"But that's not what I want. I realize you were one of the few who cared." Misato's cell phone rang. She took it without looking at the man in front of her.

"Hello?" The black haired man sighed. He had tried. "Okay. I'm on my way. See you in a few minutes." She hung up and looked at Guren. "Out of my way detective. At least I have work to do."

"It's Guren." She stepped passed him and walked over to her bike. Guren couldn't help but chuckle. Misato froze. "Bit of a downgrade huh?"

"At least I don't need to resort to violence if I don't like things. I'll deal with it." Another stab in Guren's chest. Why does everything this woman says hurt like hell? She stepped on her bike and left.

I hope Crowley doesn't want too much from me. What if I need to kill someone? I can't kill Akito. Maybe he just wants to check up on me. Maybe he'll introduce me to others like me. Misato doubted if that was a good thing. For now, I just do as he says. There are three sides to choose from. Right now, I don't like any of them. Maybe it'll change. These thoughts kept haunting her mind until she arrived at her destination. She was supposed to meet Crowley in a nearby alley. "Love that bike of yours." She heard behind her. Crowley was dressed in a white suit. He didn't seem to care that white wasn't very concealing.

"T-thanks."

"I'll be quick. I have an earpiece for you that you'll be wearing at work and if you leave your house. So I am always able to contact you. And I'm sorry again that I had to hit you." Crowley continued. Is he actually saying sorry? That's a first. He examined the bandages.

"I-I'm okay. Thanks. Is there anything else you want from me?" Misato asked.

"No. Just get used to…." He stared at the bike.

"Don't laugh." Misato couldn't help but smile a little when she said that. "A police officer on a bike… I know it's awful, but at least it's healthy. Besides, now I won't feel guilty when I have pizza for breakfast." Crowley laughed.

"I didn't expect you to be funny hahaha!"

"I'm not, I just like pizza."

"Well, of you go, before anyone sees us."

"I could just write you a ticket for those hideous shoes."

"Damn Misato. Stop it. I'm still your boss and all." Crowley had his usual carefree smile on his face.

Guren finished his work at 5 am and went home after that. He didn't get much work done today. Nobody dared to talk to him all day. I think I'll go to the gym today. It's been a long time, maybe I'll get things out of my head. You could call it fate, but there was a familiar face among the others in the gym. No one other than Misato and Mito were training together. Before he could walk to the locker rooms, he saw Misato walk over to him. "Since when do you train here."

"I've always trained here." Misato snorted.

"Are you stalking me?"

"No. I don't have time for that. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to change." He saw the confusion in her eyes. Hmmph. You didn't think I would keep apologizing forever did you? He walked away. The two stayed out of each other's way.

"What's up between you and Guren?" Mito asked as both girls stood under the shower.

"He's just an asshole. Didn't even bother when I was gone, and when I was in the hospital he just kept trying to interrogate me. Oh and he assaulted me in the men's toilet when I tried to help. Caught him crying." Misato quickly said. Mito's mouth fell open.

"R-really?" Misato nodded. After they got out of the shower, they dried themselves off and got dressed again. "I can't believe he assaulted you Misato."

"Yeah…." They walked out of the changing room and around a corner. "Uh!" Misato bumped into no other than Guren. He wore a black sweatpants with a white shirt. His hair was pulled back and a dark blue towel hang around his neck. Sweat glimmered on his forehead as he looked down at the woman who'd just had bumped into him.

"You've got some nerve." He commented. Guren lowered himself so he could speak directly into her ear. "It almost seems like….. you want me." Guren whispered, a grin on his face. Misato felt the blood rise to her head as she tried to protest.

"S-shut up creep!" Guren laughed.

"I never want to see you again my ass! It's actually cute you know." As Guren laughed again, Mito felt really awkward.

"Go away Guren! You're a creep!" She said, grabbing Misato by her shoulders. "Let's go Misato."

"You two are always welcome for a drink!" Guren called after them, taking a swig from his plastic bottle of water. The women still heard him laugh when they exited the gym.

"Heh. Funny how things can change so quickly." Guren told himself as he took a new set of clothes out of his locker. He had just gotten out of the shower and arched his back. The stress and anger he had been feeling were completely washed away. As soon as he had noticed the blush on her face he felt like he had the upper hand. He was untouchable. He wouldn't be down because of somebody like that. But then he heard Mahiru's scolding voice inside his head. "Don't be arrogant! Get that smug grin of your face!" The short time they were together, she had often scolded him for the fact that Guren thought he was the best. He could do anything. She hated that about him and he loved it that she put him back to reality with those words. "I don't have a smug grin." Guren told himself as he put on pants.