HI guys, for those of you who read my Naruto, this is a quick break while I decide what to do next. This is quite a bit darker and older, though still with my same style

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Tokio walked along the road. She was on her way to the market on an impromptu shopping trip for Otsune. She sighed softly as the mid-morning sun beat down on her as summer made a last ditch effort to stay warm. She looked down at her list of items as she walked. This was kind of a back road, used in the evening by prostitutes, but at this time of day, it was rather empty. Suited Tokio just fine as she cherished the quiet. While it lasted. Which wasn't long.

"Well, lookie who I've finally found." Tokio spun to see a woman standing ten or so meters behind her. Tokio's eyes narrowed as she took in the woman's attire. It was a work kimono, but it was completely clean, a dark green color. She looked closely as possible at the woman's face before she recognized the woman.

"You!" Tokio instinctively took a step back.

"You know when you disappeared from your brother's life, it became an interesting challenge to keep tabs on you. You of course recognize me." The woman smiled evilly as she drew back an arm and ran forward, watching as Tokio barely dodged the object thrown her way. Unfortunately for Tokio, she didn't not dodge the next one. Looking at the dart in horror as she struggled to stay awake, Tokio fell to her knees. The woman came closer.

"You aren't going to fight that drug. Just give in." Tokio's last sight was the syringe in the woman's hand and the terror she knew it contained.

Shit!

000

She looked around in panic. The sound of the bandits were getting louder. She looked down at her brother. They ran towards the house. Haranada was there, but, she didn't know where else to go. She skidded to a halt at the house came in sight. Her eyes widened as she pulled her brother away. He was trying to go to his father, but the house was already starting to burn. She might be able to get the man out, he probably was simply asleep,but her brother had to be safe first.

They dashed into the forest near the house and up the hill. There was a small alcove that the adults had never found. Her brother should be safe there. She set him down and told him to stay put. She ran back down the slope. Gasping she gazed at the top of the place she had once called home and drew to a halt. She glanced back towards her brother and then towards the house. The roof was starting to burn some. She took one more breath and saying a quick prayer to her dear mother, she turned from the house to get to her brother.

They started walking. Her mother had mentioned a place where they could be safe and accepted. They would head there. She heard a noise and terror gripped her as she spotted several of the bandits following them. She spun and picked up her brother. She took off running, ignoring the arrows that were chasing them. Ignoring the screaming, whether hers or her brothers, she didn't know. She just ran. She had to protect her brother. She would protect him.

000

Tokio woke with a start, panting from her nightmare. She grimaced at the pain in her shoulders as she took in her surroundings. She was tied up, hanging by her hands. Her feet were bound as well. She wasn't gagged, so she could assume she wasn't near anyone who could hear and help.

"Hey Boss, the woman's awake." She sighed as two men came over. The subordinate was a lean man, fidgeting about in a nervous fashion. The "boss" was a larger man, solidly built with a calm and perceptive gaze. The subordinate did most of the talking and general interaction with her.

"Welcome back. We have some questions for you woman." Tokio glared slightly at the man. He smirked in a vulgar manner. Tokio kept herself from squirming as she waited.

"We wanted an informant on the Shinsengumi, we never expected to find one laid out in the road, perfectly unconscious." Tokio grimaced slightly as she remembered the encounter. Her head was still spinning slightly from the impromptu nap.

"Now, you are going to tell us about the group that left yesterday morning." Tokio's eyes narrowed. He had barely finished the question when his hand flew out and caught her across the face. "And you had better answer quickly." Tokio nearly growled at the man, but didn't say anything. She wanted to see what they would do as her brain raced for a way out of this situation without actually betraying the Shinsengumi.

The man's grin grew as her silence continued. His hand caught the side of her face again before grabbing her hair and using it to pull her face forward. Tokio let out a small whimper as her raw hands were pulled on. She must have been tied for a while because her wrists were raw and with his pulling on them, they would soon be bleeding.

A half hour later, Tokio was ready to give in and tell them something. She was still piecing together what. The constant grows, yells and hits didn't help her thinking process. Her wrists were bloody as she pulled at them. Her face and stomach had some nice bruises at this point. A kick of frustration that landed on her still slightly fragile legs is what she used to break her silence.

"All right!" The man looked at her with a grin. "Just...stop..." She hung her head slightly to catch her breath. She looked up at him again.

"What day is today?" The man frowned.

"We ask the questions!" She frowned.

"You want information about something that you refer to as happening "yesterday" I need to know which day that is." The man stepped forward to slap her again but was stopped by the boss. His first real motion actually. The man glared at him a moment before remembering his place and conceded.

"We found you yesterday just before dusk. You couldn't have been more then 12 hours cuz someone else would have seen you." Tokio nodded. She had been out about 24 hours then, if the mid-morning light in the window was anything to go by.

"I think 36 of them went out that day." The man nodded. She had guessed they already knew that.

"Where were they going? And why?" Tokio glared at him.

"I'm a woman, not a soldier." That earned her another few slaps before she spoke again.

"2 kiji!" He stopped as she panted. "When I was serving drinks. They talked about camping 2 kiji north of the enemy. they would take 5 days to get there and attack on the 7th day." The man jumped in as she breathed.

"And the enemy is?" Tokio shook her head.

"I don't know." Another slap.

"I don't Know! They always called them the enemy!" She felt tears form on her face as she tried to convince them of this truth. She honestly didn't know. The hand reached forward for another slap when the boss stopped him.

"We already have that information. Come. We must act on this promptly. We can ask further questions tomorrow." Tokio watched as the smaller man glanced her way like a child denied a sweet before following his boss. She shivered once the door was closed. Sighing she looked up and tried to examine the knot, but the light was too dim and she could feel after effects of that drug still in her system.

After what felt like an hour of trying to work with her wrist binds, she sagged slightly and felt the drug overcome her senses again. She did have another option. She knew that one of her brother's friends were likely in the area unless they had left Kyoto completely. There was a whistle around her neck that would summon that help. She considered that a last result. She had until tomorrow it seemed. She sighed and allowed herself to fall into a light doze. sleep would hopefully clear her head some more.

000

"Taicho, in here!" Tokio opened her eyes slowly as she heard the voice.

"KIO-CHAN!" Okita's voice brought her further to consciousness, but whatever was in her system was putting up one hell of a fight. Tokio gritted her teeth as she pushed it back as she felt the ropes that held her arms up cut. She fell into waiting arms, groaning as her arms came down. She leaned on Okita as one of his men cut her bonds.

"Sou-kun?"

"Shhhh. We have you Kio-chan. Lets get you home." Tokio nodded off again.

000

When she returned to consciousness it was much clearer. She looked up at Okita as he carried her through the camp. They had made it back to the Shinsengumi camp during her sleep. She brought herself fully to the present as they entered the med-tent.

Okita set her gently on a bed as she looked around, getting her bearings.

"Sou-kun..." Okita looked down at her, smiling when he saw that she was awake.

"Are you okay, Kio-chan?" She nodded slowly, careful of her head.

"Thank you for finding me." Her quiet whisper was heard by the swordsman. He smiled brightly.

"Of course! I will always help Kio-chan! Don't worry, you're safe now." The doctor came over as Tokio smiled and squeezed Okita's hand before the captain left to give his report. The doctor pointed out her bruises, most of which she already knew about, a bruised rib she should watch out for and then her wrist.

"It isn't sprained, yet. You be careful with it and it should be fine. Fresh air will help it heal now that I've washed and cleaned it. Tonight, though, no lifting. Including your dinner, Tokio." Tokio started to protest, but a stern look from the kindly doctor changed her protests to a weak "yes sir".

000

Tokio smiled as Dakkai found her in the med-tent. She was getting ready to go hunt down Okita. She had a story to tell him and Kondo. She and Dakkai walked toward the main tent talking softly. Tokio wanted to know what had happened after she had left yesterday.

Apparently when she hadn't returned by noon, Otsune went to the market. She had known the stand Tokio would have gone to and had found out that the woman hadn't been. She had tried other stalls with similar answer. She started to backtrack where Tokio could have walked, but it was dinnertime by this point, thus Tokio was most likely already gone. Otsune's escort had hurried back to tell the Shinsengumi of Tokio's absence. Okita and Saitou had been looking ever since. Dakkai didn't think his captain had actually slept more then three hours the previous night. Tokio had nodded at this. She had seen her husband go a week of three hour nights when on an important case. She had grown used to his obsessive attention to his duty and found herself trying to assist him in any way she could. The place Okita had gone was given as a tip by a prostitute and it had panned out. There had only been four guards at that point.

Tokio was just starting to ask about her husband's current whereabouts when Harada's path intersected theirs purposefully. He snarled as he pushed Dakkai back and grabbed Tokio by the wrists.

"What the hell did you tell!" Tokio whimpered as her wrists, followed by the rest of her body, was slammed against the wall as the question was asked. So much a distraction it was that she actually missed his question. Didn't matter, because he continued, slamming her back against the wall a few more times to make his points.

"You only have bruises! You had to have told them something! What did you tell them! Bitches can't be trusted! Well! What did you tell them?!?" Tokio couldn't answer him. She had disappeared into her own world between the pain and the memories resurfacing. She couldn't do it. She didn't see his glare as she continued to whimper. She didn't see Dakkai's furious indecision on whether to argue with the captain or not. She didn't see the sword that cause the furious captain to stop shaking her as an equally furious Okita Souji placed the tip of his sword against Harada's neck.

"You WILL release her now." His low voice was flat and his anger made the air around them practically dance. He knew that the men who had left the morning Tokio had been kidnapped had been Harada's squad, though the captain hadn't gone with them. Harada was more worried about his men then actually angry at Tokio. Okita, however, was definitely angry.

Harada's senses returned abruptly at the threat, both in Okita's voice and location of the sword, more so the voice though. He release Tokio's wrist on reflex, but as she slid down the wall to ball up on herself, still whimpering, and cradling her wrists, he realize that he had gotten slightly carried away. He was still slightly upset though. He turned to face Okita.

"You know she told them something. I want to know what." Okita's eyes flashed.

"Then you ask, in a civil tone, Tokio what happened." Harada flinched inside at the tone of that voice. Okita was the first captain for a reason, he was one of the most deadly people the captain knew in close combat. His long range wasn't bad either.

"I did ask. She hasn't answered yet." Okita's rage finally got the better of him as he leaped at the captain.

"Because she is too scared and injured to handle your 'questioning'" Harada drew his spear off of his back to parry Okita's furious slash. He thought the younger captain was holding back slightly because it wasn't particularly hard to block. Rather, he thought Okita was simply trying to express his anger, instead of his superiority. Three slashes later Kondo and Nagakura stepped between them. Kondo halting his former student and Nagakura calming his young friend.

Harada responded easily to his sensei's presence. Okita, though still considerably upset, reined in his temper as his friend's voice soothed him. He walked over and knelt beside Tokio, who was still whimpering as she held her wrists close to her chest. Kondo came over as well.

"Tokio-dono?" She took a deep breath and seemed to come out of her self-made retreat to the present. She looked at Kondo cautiously.

"I do need the answers to those question Harada asked." Tokio looked at Harada for but a moment before looking back at the commander. Harada's mood turned even further sour when he identified genuine fear in her eyes. He hadn't meant for her to be afraid of him, not like this.

"Kondo-sama, may we talk inside?" She kept her eyes averted as she pulled her courage to her. Kondo agreed and led the rest of the way to the main tent. Okita and Dakkai flanked Tokio, but she refuse outright to be carried. The thing that deterred them the most, and worried them the most, as this refusal did not seem to be based on her desire to not be a burden but rather on her recent scare.

She knelt calmly in front of Kondo in the main tent and explained everything she had heard and said after waking in that morning in that place with the two men. Kondo just watched her neutrally as she told her story. Okita and Dakkai were behind her so she didn't know their reactions. Harada's face went from stony to surprised in a matter of seconds. When Tokio was finished, she just sat and waited. Kondo looked at her a moment.

"I do remember you serving that briefing. I also remember us saying that we were going to attack on the 4th day after arriving on the 3rd. Also that we were planing to camp 4 Kiji north, not 2." Tokio nodded her head. Kondo looked at her with a level gaze as he realized she probably had remembered those details perfectly. She had given misleading information on purpose. Kondo eyed Okita who was looking at Tokio with approval and Dakkai who was still looking slightly lost. They could use this information to their advantage.

"I have just one more question, Tokio-dono. How were you captured?" Tokio looked down. She had known this question would arise, but she hadn't wanted to discuss her brother here. Her husband and maybe Okita were the only ones here she felt comfortable discussing her brother with.

"I am sorry Kondo-sama. That is something I will discuss with my husband. I leave it to him what to tell you." Kondo eyed her for a moment, debating on whether to pursue this. A look from Okita settled it though. The young captain was worried enough about Tokio, the fight earlier had him high strung already. Best let Tokio talk to Saitou and then talk to the captain and not rile Okita any further.

"Tokio-dono, why don't you head to the med-tent and get those wrists looked at. Dakkai, Saitou should be returning about now, please inform him that his wife is in the med-tent. Okita, Harada, I need a word with you about sparing on the main grounds." It was a dismissal, albeit a rather gentle one. Tokio and Dakkai rose and left as the other Shinsengumi sighed and waited for their next talk.

000

Tokio sighed as the doctor nearly screeched at the sight of her wrists. He immediately bustled off to find some bandages, cursing under his breath the entire way. Tokio's attention was drawn from this spectacle when her husband showed up.

Saitou had been internally relieved when Dakkai had informed him that Okita had found Tokio. He had been on patrol since she went missing. Kondo had stopped him from obsessively searching for her, but he hadn't felt the need for sleep so he had gone out on patrols all night and this morning. He had left his own squad behind for rest to join another at about 2 am.

He had paused when he had entered the med-tent. Dakkai hadn't mentioned how badly she was hurt, simply that she was in the med-tent. Saitou sighed under his breath as he spotted her sitting on a bed waiting as the doctor bustled off. He walked up to her quietly. She was breathing rather fast, but overall she seemed alright. Her face lit up when she turned and spotted him. He saw that her wrists were probably the doctors concern, proven true when the doctor returned.

"Tokio-dono, I said I should see you tomorrow! Look at your wrists. I told you they were closed to spraining. You know how to take better care of your injuries then this. Gah!" He handed on roll of bandage to Saitou, after nodding to the captain, and started wrapping Tokio left wrist. Saitou, having done enough minor medicine before, started wrapping the other wrist, listening to the doctors ranting with interest. "I told you to be careful."

"It wasn't intentional." Tokio's quiet voice was slightly timid in the doctors chastisement.

"It never is intentional! I mean it Tokio-dono. No lifting. Not even your dinner, do you here me young lady!" Tokio looked down.

"Yes sir." Doctor nodded abruptly. he gazed over Saitou's work for a second before speeding to the next patient, muttering to himself the entire way. Saitou simply raised his eyebrow before returning to look at his wife.

"Tokio? Besides your wrists did you sustain any injuries?" Tokio looked down as she answered the question.

"A few minor bruises. I am fine." Saitou gave the top of her head a steady look.

"Your legs?" Tokio sighed softly.

"A small bruise. I don't think they were aware that my legs were sensitive." Her voice was subdued. Saitou frowned at this point. He needed more of the story, but it might be easier to get it from Kondo or Okita. He reached over and picked her up bridal style.

"O-O-Otto. I can still walk." He ignored her as he carried her to their home. Once inside, he placed her gently on the chair before helping her remove her shoes.

"I will fetch us dinner. We can dine here tonight." Tokio looked about to protest, but nodded instead. Saitou frowned and hoped that a quick word with Kondo or Okita would clear up his wifes abnormally submissive behavior. She was acting borderline terrified.

000

Saitou was fuming slightly as he walked back to his home with dinner. He had expected something to have happened to Tokio, but he had thought that she would be safe once back inside the compound. All they had to do was find her. He gripped the tray as he remembered his conversation with Kondo.

-------------Flashback---------------------

"Okita found her about an hour ago. She was only minorly injured. She was apparently caught by a rogue group." Saitou nodded.

"Anything compromised?" Saitou wasn't sure how Tokio would react in this situation.

"Actually, your wife gave them false information that we are working to our advantage. Not only was it false, she correctly determined in which way to make it false so that it was both believable and helpful to us." Saitou felt a well of pride at this. She had helped. "I am very pleased and surprised by your wife."

"Hn." Saitou nodded in acknowledgment. When he saw that Kondo didn't seem to have more to say he asked a question of his own. "Did my wife go to the medical tent as soon as she was brought back?" Kondo nodded.

"Okita took her there directly." Saitou glanced slightly to Nagakura and Harada off to his left before asking his next question.

"Then when did you question her if that is where I found her. Surely you did not question her in the medical tent?" Kondo's expression slid to a bland mask. Saitou noted Nagakura tense and Harada's gaze turn downwards. He had guessed right, something else had happened.

"No, after her medical examination she and your subordinate came looking for Okita or myself to report. Harada found them first and started asing questions. There was a misunderstanding between him, Tokio and Okita."

"Which resulted in my wife needing to return to the medtent?" Saitou voice was purposefully bland, but he knew that his eyes were probably approaching daggers as he looked between his commander and Harada. Kondo nodded slightly.

"As you know the group that left yesterday morning was Harada's and his concern for his men blinded him slightly. He has been reprimanded accordingly, in addition to the bruises he recieved from Okita over the incident." Saitou turned his glare full out to his fellow captain. Harada was looking at him now, slightly guilty but for the most part composed. Saitou could see that he thought he had been sufficiently punished for what had happened. Kondo seemed to agree.

"How blinded?" Saitou was looking at Harada now. His wife's submissive behavior came to the front of his mind. If he was going to help Tokio he needed to know just what it was that caused this in the first place. Harada answered after a looked from Kondo.

"I asked her what she had told them. When she didn't answer I became angry. I grabbed her wrist and repeated my questioned. I hadn't realized her wrists were injured." Saitou narrowed his eyes at Harada. A tense ki drew his attention behind him. Dakkai had come to give him the dinner he was to take to Tokio and for himself. Dakkai was glaring at the ground, his entire body was shaking. Saitou glanced Harada's way a moment before looking at his subordinate. He could guess that this was the person near Tokio at the time of all this, he never strayed far from her when possible.

"Dakkai? Your own words." Saitou watched as the young man glanced nervously over at Harada and then back to his captain. Saitou stood and walked over until he was between Dakkai and the rest of the room, blocking both Kondo and Harada from view. Dakkai took a deep breath. In the end, Saitou guessed that his loyalty to Tokio was what gave him courage to speak. Dakkai knew of Tokio's inner mental turmoil almost as much as Saitou, though he had never tried to work her through it before, he was aware of how much whatever had happened had effected her.

"Harada-taicho grabbed Tokio'dono's wrists to get our attention, Sir. I don't think he realized how fragile they were. They weren't sprained, but very raw. He asked his question as he pulled Tokio-dono backwards towards him. When Tokio-dono only stumbled around and didn't answer He used the grip on her wrists to try and get her attention and asked again. I do not know if he asked a third time but Okita-taicho stopped him. They---er---spared briefly Sir, before Kondo-sotaicho and Nagakura-taicho arrived." Dakkai's anger was battling his hesitation to speak so of a captain let alone two plus the commander. Saitou nodded to the boy.

"Thank you. Please wait outside for me." Dakkai half bowed, careful of the tray of food, and left. Saitou turned to Harada with a full glare. Kondo had risen out of his seat, as had Nagakura, probably in case they had another round of two captains "sparring" to interrupt.

"Harada, in a few days, you will approach my wife with myself or Okita and apologize." Harada flared slightly.

"I have already been reprimanded-"

"Tokio is not shinsengumi, she is someone I expect you to respect. In a few days, you will apologize with either Okita or-"

"I won't attack her again. You don't need to guard her." Saitou took a deep breath and reminded himself yet again why he and Tokio didn't want to explain her past.

"You will apologize with either Okita or myself in a few days."

"If you are so adamant, why not now, just before dinner." Saitou opened his mouth to repeat his statement yet again when Kondo interrupted. He seemed to intuit that Saitou was immovable on this.

"Harada, After we have acted on the information she provided you will tell her, along with Okita, the results and apologize then." Both men nodded in satisfaction. Kondo turned to Saitou. "Any other questions?" Saitou shook his head in negative. Kondo nodded. "Then I leave you to your wife. Oh and Saitou. Tokio-dono said she would only speak of how she got captured to you. Please do inform me of its implications at your earliest convenience." Saitou nodded as he exited the tent.

-------------End Flashback--------------------

Saitou had gathered the dinner from Dakkai and after a brief thanks he had left. That was where he was now. Still slightly fuming and on his way to his wife.

000

Tokio was still sitting where he had left her. She was holding her hands gingerly in her lap. Saitou set the tray on the table and opened the dishes. It was a basic curry on rice. Tokio didn't give that she had noticed his entrance beyond an increase in her frown as she held her hands. Saitou pulled the other chair until he was in front of her and sat down. She obediently opened her mouth for food when he brought it up to her face. He saw her close her eyes as she scrunched her face further into a frown. He set the half finished food on the table. Using two finers to lift her chin he spoke in a quiet, serene voice.

"Kio, who do you see? Are you seeing Harada or someone else?" Tokio opened her eyes wide and looked at him. She couldn't seem to find the words for a moment before looking away.

"I-I-" Saitou pulled her chin back to forward position. He didn't realize he had gotten closer to her, though she realized it instantly.

"Kio, who?" She looked at him. He could see fear in her eyes.

"Him. I see Him!" She tried to back away into the chair but it wouldn't give. Saitou, recognizing this backed away some himself. Still close enough to keep her attention but not close enough to be threatening.

"What is he doing, Kio?" Tokio's eyes started to water. They went out of focus. She wasn't seeing Saitou anymore. She was seeing Him, whoever that was. She brought her arms up and pushed Saitou's hand away from her face.

"IIE!" Saitou removed himself before he came in contact with her injured wrists. She was panting as he watched her return to the present forcefully. He sat back and picked up his own food and started to eat as she looked around, anywhere but towards him. He was content to let this go presently so he started a different line of conversation.

"Kondo told me what happened. You did a good job." Tokio looked at him, a bit startled. He gazed at her. "He did have a question, how did you get captured?" Tokio's eyes widened as she glanced down and bit her lip. "I would like to know myself." Tokio sighed softly. Saitou could sense that she would tell him, she was simply getting her thoughts in order.

"I have met many of my brother's friends. In fact, after word of this gets back to them I wouldn't doubt that I will have a constant guard again." Saitou raised an eyebrow at this but kept his piece. "I have also met, without my intention, a few of his enemies. Yesterday one approached me. I'm not sure what she wanted, she didn't say. Only that I had been hard to find. She got me with a dart. I would imagine that she wanted to send a warning to my brother. Something akin to I'm safe nowhere. She had done so before." Tokio finished her explanation and waited for a response. Saitou simply finished his food.

"Hn. When you notice this extra guard, please inform me or Okita." Tokio nodded. Saitou then saw her eyes partially close as she tried to hide a yawn. He stood and came over.

After placing her on her side of the futon he brought her her sleeping yukata. He studied what she was wearing for a moment before kneeling before her. He spoke as he reached around her waist.

"You should use your wrists. I will assist you." Tokio tensed as he quickly undid all the fastening that kept her kimono together and then stood. He was fairly certain she could get out to the thing on her own, women were resourceful that way, and so he lifted the sleeping yukata in front of him and waited.

Tokio could indeed slip out of the now untied kimono. She felt a grow of warmth as he steadfastly waited for her to turn and be ready for her sleeping yukata. She allowed the material to stay around her as she gingerly worked around her very sore wrists. She knew that the pain would die down considerably after tonight, but for now, ouch. She gingerly started to slide her arms into the yukata after working her way into the bottoms. Saitou wrapped it around her body, giving her a full hug for a moment, before tying it closed. She started to release the tension as he moved slowly but surely. She dropped down her arms to his as they settled around her waist.

Saitou roze as her hands held his arms around her waist. She leaned slighlty into him and the tension slowly left her body. He slid around her left side until he was next to her, arms still encicling her waist. She looked up into his steady eyes. Her eyes were clear, hesitant, but not frightened. She slowly reached up and brushed her fingers down the sideof his face. He felt them ghost over his forehead and eyebrow, dip over his cheeks and down to his lips. The fingers repeated on the other side of his face. He just watched her.

Tokio slowly leaned forward, tilting her head in the process. She hesitated once but his patience as he came forward to meet her get her moving again. Her lips brushed his with the slightest touch, barely a whisper. Her hand continued to explore his face and neck as she got up the courage to kiss him again. IN this kiss he felt her desire, restrained as it was.

her face slid to the right as he traced her jawbone. Her lips whispered against his neck. He felt some fire start to flow in his veins, but he cooled itn almost immediately. He knew she wouldn't go that far. Neither got the chance to find out. As she leaned forward she placed her second hand down to take some of the weight. The pain that lanced through her arm was like a bucket of cold water. Saitou looked at her softly as she hissed in pain and cradled the wrist. He gently lowered her into the futon and went to change himself. It had been a long day for the both of them, all 48 hours of it.

That night Tokio slept in Saitou's embrace.


DOnt kill me Don't kill me! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I know I'd said they'd get together in this one but it was getting too long. It would have ended up 12,000 words or something. you'll just have to wait.

Kiji is a word I made up its code for a certain distance, say 25 meters or something

Urufu-wolf

Ja Ne

heh heh, I meant ot put this up like a month ago. I was looking through the old stuff i have saved and found it. I double checked with the story and guess what, I had forgotten to update. Me sorry. Now you have another reason to kill me :.(

I promise to try and stop giving you guys reasons to kill me. Here's one not to: I'm almost through the next chapter

Fawn