I got a death threat about this ficlet. So I decided to finish this chapter and post it. Does that make me a wuss? Like one of those pathetic pawn shop owners that does everything the mafia tells them too and always gets grilled by the cops for being bad, but in reality is just a loser wuss that has no point? Or have I just been watching too many mafia movies lately?

-Aia (pawn shop owner wuss)

Chapter 12: Fallen Angel

"Waaaaah! Yuki's dead!"

"Shut up, Momiji, he's fine." Haru growled angrily, planting a hand in the side of the boy's head and shoving him sideways.

"Move, both of you." Ayame's cool and calm voice betrayed his wide eyed fear and thumping heart beat as he pushed into the chaotic room. There were fluids across the floor, dribbling down the bars of the bed, sliding over the skin of Akito's white shoulder, and between Yuki's pale fingers.

"Where's Kyo?" Momiji voiced everyone's haunting question.

Hiro stepped forward, hands on his hips to stare undaunted at the impacting scene before them. "How are we supposed to know?" he snapped, pointing to the tubes. "He used to be hooked up to those, so that means his body has to function by itself now. He'll probably die."

The blonde rabbit beside him looked momentarily horrified, before becoming an entire ball of fear when Akito's body twitched. "Ayeeee! Haruuu!" He latched onto his companion and pointed at demon lord.

"Everyone, get out."

Blood ran could at the voice, but they relieved at the fact it wasn't from Akito. The looming figure in the doorway demanded their exit, the bulk becoming Hatori after stepping into the dim light.

Ayame stared coolly at his long time friend. "Check Yuki first, Hatori."

He grimly shook his head. "I can't do that, Ayame."

Ayame scowled, "Then your no better than Akito." he walked forward to retrieve his younger brother.

As soon as the milky smooth hands touched his pallid arm, Yuki was wide awake. A strangled gasp made its way out of the boy before his eyes darted around the room. "Brother-!"

"Yuki, are you alright?" Ayame had never been so serious, and it was unsettling.

The question hung unanswered between them, for a soft murmur drifted from dark lips at the other end of the bed.

"Momiji, Hiro, lets get back to school. It's not safe here." Haru grasped Hiro's hand commandingly, the boy deciding that now was not the time to try and be part of the grown-ups. He obeyed, watching Momiji bolt for the door and down the hall.

"Schools the other way!" Hiro bellowed angrily at the rabbit.

Momiji looked over his shoulder, "I'm not going! Kyo is missing!"

Yuki's ears caught the last message. "Kyo's-?"

A second murmur escaped Akito, blowing a hush across the room.

"Get out of here while you can." Hatori whispered quietly. "Don't tell anyone where your going, Yuki. Just run." he grabbed Ayame. "You stay."

Ayame pouted fiercely. "Aawaah! Haa-san! I don't want to stay with the smelly brat!"

Yuki pushed himself to weak legs, feeling as if he were standing on a cushiony mattress while trying to walk. Lively eyes darted to Ayame's childish pout and felt relieved slightly. "Stay. He won't know our association this way." Yuki gave the room a quick once over. "Kyo?"

"Gone when we got here. Run." Hatori rushed the boy, watching from the corner of his eye as Akito stirred again.

No more commands were needed. Yuki dashed out the door after the retreating boys, then right past them. Momiji let out a surprised holler, trying to catch up to Yuki.

The boy had gained a sudden strength though, and steady legs to propel him. "I'm alright! You guys look in the park! I'm going to go to the house!"

Haru sighed and stared down at Hiro. "Coming?"

"Might as well. Nothing better to do.

o0O0o

Kyo couldn't walk. He hadn't even gotten out of the hospital yet. He could crawl and stumble, but just barely. His body ached, his arms were so sore and weak. A string of expletives erupted from him as a door he'd pushed through came back to slam on his ankle. Today sucked.

He had to find a way to get from the fifth floor, to the bottom, in less than two minutes. Hatori would be taking Akito out soon. The elevator was a mysterious dream hiding somewhere far off in the building, whereas the window was only a few feet away.

Kyo dragged his half-dead body to the window sill and leaned over, looking down the side of the building. Five stories was very very high. Had he been in the physical shape, there would have been nothing to a decent down the drainage pipe and all the window ledges. In his current state though, he would be asking for instant death if he jumped out the window. That idea was vanquished from his mind immediately. No window jumping for him. Kyo growled in frustration. He had to escape.

Then, horrid scream sent chilling fear through his spine like rain water dripping down a lead pipe. Akito was awake.

o0O0o

Yuki stood outside the hospital, at a loss and feeling a heated worry begin to grow. "Stupid cat." he hissed, staring around the gardens and the parking lot surrounding the hospital. "Stupid, stupid cat."

He didn't know where to start. How he would get there, and even in which direction the bus would be if he were to actually get back to the house. Kyo wouldn't have known either. The house was out of the question. The cat couldn't have gone far.

A flash of orange stood out in the corner of his vision. His eyes were pulled to the side of the hospital building, upwards to the heavens. For a moment in time, life suspended. The world slowed to a near halt, all motion becoming measured and controlled by the air.

Yuki's lower lip slackened as he watched helplessly, his feet wanting to move but knowing they'd never make it in time. His heart stopped cold and every hair on his body raised. The words flitted from his mouth hopelessly, "No, Kyo…"

A yell that could be heard all across the entire parking lot echoed from the falling boy. He glided from the fifth story window, passing the glaring pane of glass on the fourth story, then picking up speed near the third story.

Yuki watched in a helpless heat of sorrow, his chest boiling in pain as the slow motion fall from afar seemed to pull his heart down at the same rate.

Akito was leering from the fifth story window. He watched triumphantly, hands still outstretched from the shove he'd issued. Over his shoulder, Hatori's horrified expression seemed a ghost of white against the inky blackness that Akito emanated.

A breath of life seemed to die in Yuki whilst he watched in morbid fascination, Kyo falling on by the third story and right on past the mirroring reflection from the window. He plummeted now towards the ledge above the second story.

For a moment, Yuki blinked, and upon opening his eyes, there was a change in the scenery. Kyo had uprighted himself in mid air, one hand stretching out and catching the ledge of the building. The orange headed boy collided with the plastic window and bounced off. His fall had halted, only to begin again a fifth of a second later. The fall continued, but stopped short on the first ledge just above the first story. With a climactic thud, the entire fall ended with a head splitting crack into the garden below. All breathing halted.

Pounding feet echoed in Yuki's mind, and it took him a moment to figure out that they were his own. He was carried on a cloud of air to his companion's side, breath coming in quick hyperventilating gasps. For a moment, the boy lost sight of the cat behind a piece of the garden trees, but quickly rounded the corner and brushed past the tree limbs. He stared at the lawn, empty and bare.

The cat was gone.

And all that remained was a torn piece of hospital gown and two deep holed footprints imbedded in the soft earth.

Was it everything you wanted and more? (is cowering behind bullet proof glass anyway)

Angry? Unhappy? Pissed off? Extatically excited for the next chapter and feel the need to threaten me? Leave me a review! XD I have protection! (hides behind laptop)

Till the next death threat,

-Aia