Advice to all :
Erm...This is the second part of my previous story and I suggest you guys read the first part of this fic written by me as well -- |Mission| of Love?
Just in case you don't understand what's going on kay?
:: Woohoo, Aya. Sakura's gone. What's poor little Aya gonna do next? Start crying? Hahahaha... ::
:: Damn, get lost ::
Aya swung his kanata around. :: Where IS he? :: In the first place, he hated mind games. Secondly, Sakura was gone. His sudden urge to send his kanata into the damned guy was expected. "Arr..." Yohji whinned his he realized his right sleve had been cut. "Oh damn Aya. What has gotten into you for goodness sake?"
Ken had dashed out of the flower shop the moment he heard Sakura, knowing that Omi alone lacked the strength to fight off whoever was there. Yohji had stayed, just to make sure that Aya, who was swinging his katana around for no apparent reason aimlessly, on the verge of going nuts, was fine.
:: Yohji, keep your red-haired friend occupied for the time being. Cuz he's gonna be real lonely without Sakura...Hahaha... ::
:: Stop hanging around in my mind. I'm warning you, and I AM serious :: Yohji thought, knowing for sure that the idiot would be able to 'hear' him. He didn't bother in actual fact.
-- The bells from the door of the flower shop was heard --
But this time, Yohji wasn't expecting it. "No more high school girls," he thought.
Ken held Omi, who was limping seriously. Blood was oozing out profusely from the young boy's ankle. "Where's Sakura?" Aya demanded. Omi's face cringed in pain in acute agony. "A...A...Aya~! Sa...Sakura's in the hands of..." he couldn't continue. The pain was excruciating. Aya's blood pressure shot right up to the maximum, making the fact of him just exploding into a million pieces possible. He turned to face the exit, but was stopped by Yohji.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"It's none of your damn business, idiot. Get lost, before I really lose my temper."
"And if I don't? How on earth are you going to locate Sakura?"
"I told you. It's NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Aya hated repeating, especially at this point of time. Sakura's life was at stake, he wasn't going to risk her life for any thing in the entire world.
"Break it up, guys!" Ken shouted. Did they bother? Obviously not. Yohji had attempted to punch Aya right in the face [Oh my gosh~ This is so unlike him] but Aya's katana prevented it.
"That's it. Enough is enough!" Ken exclaimed, losing his cool. It didn't help either. That does it. Ken stood up, forcing Omi to lie on the floor pitifully.
Aya's katana was now threatening to kill. Ken's claws had merely missed Aya's face [Aya lovers, I didn't disfigure him] and Yohji's almost-invisible wire shot once and again up aimlessly into the air, barely missing Ken. Pissed, Ken attempted to strike Yohji, but the katana indirectly prevented it when Aya was about to send it piercing into Yohji's chest.
"Guys!" Omi shouted, till face face turned a purplish blue. The result was inevitable. Omi's wound on his ankle split wide open with blood [anime style?] now simply following out. The three guys stopped and directed their stare to Omi. To their disbelief, Omi was clutching his right foot, however, the blood, still flowed.
"While fighting with Nagi earlier on, I had managed to place a tracing device on him," Omi choked out. Blood gushed out. Aya, Yohji and Omi rushed to him. The pain was unbearable. Unable to tolerate any more, Omi blacked out. Alarmed at the sight, Ken and Yohji lifted Omi up and brought him into his room. Meanwhile, Aya knelt down on the floor, where Sakura once was, where she had confessed her love for him. He realized that he missed her terribly, depite the fact of last seeing her a mere ½ an hour ago.
He regretted not telling her frankly about how he felt. He regretted about hhow he had treated her in the past. He regretted about realizing all these just a little too late. The feeling he had before his beloved sister Aya fell into a coma came back, again. The katana in his hands fell onto the ground.
Cupping his face into his hands, he thought about Sakura - how she smiled seemed beautiful... Everything around her was wonderful... "Aishiteru Sakura," he murmured softly under his breath. He vowed to get her back, no matter how hard or how long it would take. He just HAD TO get her back, and he knew it.
** All right, the 2nd part of " |Mission| of Love? " has just ended. Once again, storyline and everything set, except that it has not been edited or typed, yah? Anyone want me to continue?
*** Please R & R too please *points at computer screen and starts pleading* pLeAsE~~!
**** To Ami-chan if you ever see this :
Yeah, just proved you wrong, Aya did say the 3 words..
Erm...This is the second part of my previous story and I suggest you guys read the first part of this fic written by me as well -- |Mission| of Love?
Just in case you don't understand what's going on kay?
:: Woohoo, Aya. Sakura's gone. What's poor little Aya gonna do next? Start crying? Hahahaha... ::
:: Damn, get lost ::
Aya swung his kanata around. :: Where IS he? :: In the first place, he hated mind games. Secondly, Sakura was gone. His sudden urge to send his kanata into the damned guy was expected. "Arr..." Yohji whinned his he realized his right sleve had been cut. "Oh damn Aya. What has gotten into you for goodness sake?"
Ken had dashed out of the flower shop the moment he heard Sakura, knowing that Omi alone lacked the strength to fight off whoever was there. Yohji had stayed, just to make sure that Aya, who was swinging his katana around for no apparent reason aimlessly, on the verge of going nuts, was fine.
:: Yohji, keep your red-haired friend occupied for the time being. Cuz he's gonna be real lonely without Sakura...Hahaha... ::
:: Stop hanging around in my mind. I'm warning you, and I AM serious :: Yohji thought, knowing for sure that the idiot would be able to 'hear' him. He didn't bother in actual fact.
-- The bells from the door of the flower shop was heard --
But this time, Yohji wasn't expecting it. "No more high school girls," he thought.
Ken held Omi, who was limping seriously. Blood was oozing out profusely from the young boy's ankle. "Where's Sakura?" Aya demanded. Omi's face cringed in pain in acute agony. "A...A...Aya~! Sa...Sakura's in the hands of..." he couldn't continue. The pain was excruciating. Aya's blood pressure shot right up to the maximum, making the fact of him just exploding into a million pieces possible. He turned to face the exit, but was stopped by Yohji.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"It's none of your damn business, idiot. Get lost, before I really lose my temper."
"And if I don't? How on earth are you going to locate Sakura?"
"I told you. It's NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!" Aya hated repeating, especially at this point of time. Sakura's life was at stake, he wasn't going to risk her life for any thing in the entire world.
"Break it up, guys!" Ken shouted. Did they bother? Obviously not. Yohji had attempted to punch Aya right in the face [Oh my gosh~ This is so unlike him] but Aya's katana prevented it.
"That's it. Enough is enough!" Ken exclaimed, losing his cool. It didn't help either. That does it. Ken stood up, forcing Omi to lie on the floor pitifully.
Aya's katana was now threatening to kill. Ken's claws had merely missed Aya's face [Aya lovers, I didn't disfigure him] and Yohji's almost-invisible wire shot once and again up aimlessly into the air, barely missing Ken. Pissed, Ken attempted to strike Yohji, but the katana indirectly prevented it when Aya was about to send it piercing into Yohji's chest.
"Guys!" Omi shouted, till face face turned a purplish blue. The result was inevitable. Omi's wound on his ankle split wide open with blood [anime style?] now simply following out. The three guys stopped and directed their stare to Omi. To their disbelief, Omi was clutching his right foot, however, the blood, still flowed.
"While fighting with Nagi earlier on, I had managed to place a tracing device on him," Omi choked out. Blood gushed out. Aya, Yohji and Omi rushed to him. The pain was unbearable. Unable to tolerate any more, Omi blacked out. Alarmed at the sight, Ken and Yohji lifted Omi up and brought him into his room. Meanwhile, Aya knelt down on the floor, where Sakura once was, where she had confessed her love for him. He realized that he missed her terribly, depite the fact of last seeing her a mere ½ an hour ago.
He regretted not telling her frankly about how he felt. He regretted about hhow he had treated her in the past. He regretted about realizing all these just a little too late. The feeling he had before his beloved sister Aya fell into a coma came back, again. The katana in his hands fell onto the ground.
Cupping his face into his hands, he thought about Sakura - how she smiled seemed beautiful... Everything around her was wonderful... "Aishiteru Sakura," he murmured softly under his breath. He vowed to get her back, no matter how hard or how long it would take. He just HAD TO get her back, and he knew it.
** All right, the 2nd part of " |Mission| of Love? " has just ended. Once again, storyline and everything set, except that it has not been edited or typed, yah? Anyone want me to continue?
*** Please R & R too please *points at computer screen and starts pleading* pLeAsE~~!
**** To Ami-chan if you ever see this :
Yeah, just proved you wrong, Aya did say the 3 words..