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The War for Equality

By Soul Child

Edited by Snow Raven

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Chapter Three

Her Secret



"Why won't you let me see him?!" The tall woman yelled.

"You know why. I told you last time that you couldn't and you accepted it."

"Things have changed. I felt sorry for you then, because you couldn't talk to your brother either. Now you can talk to yours and I want to talk to mine!" she raised a gun and pointed it at the other woman's head.

"That won't do you any good," she said, calmly, and the gun went flying across the ally.

"You think you can handle the streets with your tricks."

"I've survived so far."

"Surviving is one thing and living is another. If you had been in the places that I have you wouldn't have done as well. The only thing that kept me going was the thought that I could see him again."

The shorter woman looked down. "Not now. I have to do a few things first before he knows that you're here."

"I don't have much time…make it quick."

There were still some beautiful girls hanging around the shop when they wanted to close. If it had been a regular day Yoji would have protested closing and said that he wanted to flirt to figure out which one he wanted to take out to dinner, but not tonight. He didn't like the way Rei looked at him. No matter what she thought of him, he knew that he wouldn't pick up just anyone.

"Excuse me ladies the shop is closing,"

"Oh Yoji," one of them said. "Don't you want us to hang around longer?"

Yoji brushed the girl off of his arm and looked gingerly down at her friend. "Not tonight."

"Humph," the girl said, as they turned around and walked out of the shop.

"I never thought I'd see the day when you would turn down a woman when we don't have a mission," Ken remarked.

"I don't go with any woman."

"You're right," Ken said. "They have to be over eight-teen and can breathe on their own."

Yoji glared down at the soccer player, as he made his way up the stairs. When he got to the top he lit a cigarette and perched himself on the railing just outside the door. He gazed out over Tokyo. The city lights were just starting to shine bright as the sun was going down. His eyes wondered to the sky above. Even on the darkest of nights he would never be able to see the stars. He would have to get way. Far way from the city to be able to even start to see any of the twinkling lights in the sky.

Yoji brought his sights back down to Earth. Down to the grim and filth that he called home. This is the place that he has been forced to bear. He use to live in a place called Heaven, but it died with Her. There have been many women, but they have never brought Heaven with them and he never has loved them as much as he loved Her.

Yoji turned his back on the heavens and on Tokyo. He didn't want to see it anymore. It all reminded him of Her. Omi was sitting on the couch with his laptop, hacking away at something as always. Yoji sat down next to him and clicked on the TV. News, soap opera, ah game show.

"Could you turn that down, I'm working?" Omi asked.

"Why don't you work somewhere else?"

Omi sighed and took his computer over to the table. "This isn't like you." he remarked after a while.

"What do you mean?" Yoji said, stairing blankly at the TV.

"Normally you don't care what people think about you. You would have took what Rei said and just forgot it with in a few hours then took some broad out to dinner. Did she really bother you that much?"

"Not really," Yoji lied. "It's just....Well the fact that she thinks that I'll go out with anyone. I'm not that much of a dog, am I?"

"You have to admit you do go out with a lot of girls and you flirt with at least 15 times as many as you go out with."

Yoji sighed and turned his attention back toward the TV. He wasn't going to let that girl get on his nerves, no matter what she did. Shards of broken glass, dirt and leaves were being pushed by Ken's broom into a dustpan. "When you're done cleaning that up you can get this back," Momoe said, holding up a soccer ball.

Ken sighed, he always says that he isn't going knock over anything over, but somehow his ball always bounces to high and hits a un-expecting plant and he has to clean up the mess. "I'm done," he announced. "Now can I have my ball back?"

Momoe came over to where the soccer player was eagerly waiting. She looked at the floor from every possible angle then toasted the ball back at him.

"Thank you Ma'am."

But before he could run off Momoe got a tight hold on his ear. "I don't want you braking any more of my poor plants."

"I won't," Ken promised.

Momoe sighed and let go of the poor boy. With that Ken ran out of the flower shop bouncing his ball. He kicked it high into the air and it went souring. Ken made contact with his head and the ball headed skyward again. This time Ken ran into a pile of garbage cans before he could kick the ball again. He fell to the ground and his ball went rolling out of sight. Ken pushed himself up off of the ground and looked around to see if he could find his ball.

"Looking for this?" a voice asked.

Ken turned around to see Rei holding his ball. "Yeah, thanks."

"No problem," Rei said, smiling and giving him his ball.

"Do you want to come in?" He asked, pointing to the stairs that lead up to the apartment.

"Sure, just don't bounce that ball on the way up. It could be dangerous."

"I laugh in the face of danger." Ken said, putting his hands on his hips, flecking his muscles and laughing.

Rei couldn't help but laugh at the hilarious sight. She was laughing so hard that tears were forming in her eyes. "What's so funny?" Ken asked.

"You."

"I'm not quite sure how to take that," He said, looking at her sideways.

"No one ever said it was a bad thing," Rei said, with a rather large grin on her face.

Ken's complexion started to turn a slight shade of red and if it weren't for the fact that it was getting dark it most likely would have gone even redder. Ken looked back and forth for an escape. "Oh," He said as a light blub came on over his head. "Did you want to go in?"

"Sure," Rei said, a smile forming on her face.

Ken lead the way up to the Weiss' apartment. The door squeaked slightly as he opened it, to let Rei in. Rei hesitated a moment, than stepped through the threshold. Omi was typing away at his computer, while Yoji sat like a zombi watching TV and Aya was sitting in a chair with his face berried in a book.

"Hey," Rei said, bending over Omi to see what he is doing.

"Hu..yeah hi," Omi said, not taking his eyes off of the screen.

Rei smiles and walks over to the counter. "So what do you guys want for dinner?"

Ken gives her a side ways glance. "Are you our new cook or something?"

"Do you want me to stop making your meals?"

"No, no, not at all," Ken said, waving his hands in front of her face. "It's just that it seams that you just come to cook."

"If you wanted I could clean for you too."

"I must be dreaming," Ken said.

"Why?" Rei asked, as she got out a pot and filled it with water.

"A beautiful woman drops by out of the blue and starts cooking and cleaning for us."

"It's what I've always wanted to do."

Yoji turns around, "What be a maid?"

"No, be a mother and take care of a house full of little boys." Rei said, as she patted Omi on the top of his head.

"I'm 18 I'm not a little boy," Omi tells her, as he fixes his hair.

Rei smiles at her brother and for a moment just stands there watching him. After a while she sighs and goes back to making dinner.

"What was that sigh for?" Ken asks.

"Oh nothing."

"Come on tell me," he asks, as he bounces around Rei looking at her from every possible angle.

"It's just that I'm probably never going to have a son like my brother."

"Why not? I'm sure that you'll have kids."

"You don't understand," Rei says, looking down and turning away from Ken. "It'll never happen."

A thoughtful look passes over Ken's face and he can tell that there was a lot more to what Rei is saying, or rather not saying. By this time Omi and Yoji were also looking at Rei with looks of interest.

Aya set down his book and lookedd over at Rei. "Does this have something to do with the fact that you can't keep a job?"

"Yes," Rei said, so softly that if Aya hadn't been listening so intently on her words that he never would have heard her.

Ken leaned closer. "Does it also have something to do with what Momoe said in the shop today about you being a political activist?"

Rei's head moved slightly up then back down again. "Yes."

Yoji rased his eyebrow. "Does it also have anything to do with the other reason that you came here?"

"Yes," Rei said, turning around. "Now let me ask you guys this....What do you see when you look at me?"

The Weiss boys looked from one to another, each of them not sure how to reply. "What do you mean?" Omi asked.

"What do you see?"

"I see my sister."

"I see a beautiful woman," Ken said.

"I see a woman with an attitude," Yoji said, through his teeth.

Rei nodded and looked at Aya. "What do you see?"

Aya took a deep breath "I see....a danger to my team."

"Fair enough. Better responses than I usually get."

"What do you usually hear?" Omi asked.

"Oh, freak," Rei choked for a moment and tears started to form in her eyes then she continued. "Monster, genetic mistake......I won't say the more colorful ones."

"Why would any one call you such horrible things?" Omi asked, love and concern in his eyes.

"Because I'm different," she said, looking into Omi's eyes. "And people are always afraid of what is different."

"How?" Aya asked, leaning forward.

"I'll show you.....Omi, will you fire an arrow at me?"

"What!?!"

"You heard me. Please get your crossbow and fire an arrow at me." Her eyes were locked on his and her tone was completely serious.

"Are you insane?! I won't hurt you!"

"Who said anything about hurting me?"

Omi looked at each of the faces of his friends for help. They all had just as confused looks on their faces as he did.

Rei gave a sigh of frustration. "Trust me."

Omi looks over at Aya. For a moment he looks down then Aya looks into Omi's eyes and nods. Omi gives Rei one last look before heading to his room to get his crossbow. Rei turned back to her cooking not wanting to look at anyone. She knew that Aya and most likely Yoji wouldn't say anything. It was Ken she was afraid to face. She only wished that he could have gotten to know her better before he found out.

"Ahum....what do you think you are doing?" Ken asked, concern in his voice.

"Don't worry," Rei tells him, still not looking at him. "Soon everything will be clear."

The sound of foot steps behind her told Rei that Omi had returned with his crossbow. "Rei....I...um....."

"Just stand as far away from me as possible and I'll be fine," Rei said, turning around and walking to the other end of the room so that her and Omi are far apart.

Omi's hands were shaking so badly that he could hardly hold his crossbow steady. Ken was literally on the edge of his seat ready to come to Rei's rescue if necessary. Aya was sitting at the table with his arms crossed over his chest with an interested look of his face. Yoji is watching intently, almost as if nothing else existed in the world. No sound can be heard in the apartment. It is almost as if no one is even breathing. Sweat drips down Omi's forehead as he pulls back the string on the bow.

"Fire!"

Omi clenched his eyes shut as he lets the arrow fly, expecting to hear the sound of his arrow hitting something, or someone. But no such sound reached his ears. When Omi regained the courage to open his eyes again he was amazed at the sight he sow. His arrow was floating to one side of Rei a few feet away from her.

"You're a better shot than that," she said as the was flying arrow back toward him.

"You're...a...." Omi begain.

"Telekinetic," Rei finished for him. "And a pretty good one if I say so myself. So I wouldn't be worried about firing any arrows at me."

The moment she was done speaking all of the kitchen knifes flue out of their places and head toward Rei. They were moving so fast that Omi and Ken wondered if they would stop in time. Just when they were about to yell out, the knifes stopped nearly inches from Rei's face. For a moment they hovered in the air before heading back towards the kitchen. Once they got there the knifes began their job of cutting up the vegetables. Just when the boys thought that the demonstration was finished Ken's ball and Yoji's com came flying through the air. The ball bounced around Ken madly, while the com started going through Yoji's hair. The pages of the book Aya was reading started flapping wildly as if a hurricane were nearby, and Omi's arrow was going in circles around him. Just as abruptly as all this had started it stopped. The com, ball and arrow fell to the ground with a clatter and Aya's book lay lifeless again.

"Haven't done something that complected in a while," Rei remarked, before falling to her knees.

"Are you alright?!" Omi yelled, running to her side, with Ken on is heals.

"Fine," Rei said, holding up her hand. "Now do you see what I mean?"

"Sort of....." Ken said, as he helped Rei to her feet.

"Yeah, I'm still confused," Yoji said, as he is looming over them.

"Why? Can't you see I'm a freak!" Rei's looked down, she didn't want to see their faces. Her whole body was tense and her blood was starting to boil.

"You're just different," Ken said, trying to be as gentle as possible.

"Don't try to make it sound like you're making a profound statement, I've heard that all my life. 'Different.' People are afraid of what's different."

"But they can't discriminate," Omi pointed out. "It's against the law."

"The law!" Rei could have laughed. She stood up and started to pace around the room. "The law is a joke when it comes to discrimination."

"But doesn't it say that you can't discriminate against people,"Omi asked

"It never says one word about discriminate against 'people'! All that it says is that you can't discriminate because of race, nationality, or color. And Psychics transcend them all. We can come from anywhere or be of any race. Plus being an physic doesn't make you purple or anything so color has nothing to do with anything. They can however fire you because of your mental differences. We may be the same outside, but not in.....They hate us! They're afraid of us! And that is why they won't accept us even as people!"

Rei stopped her ranting for a moment. Her fists where clenched and her heart was pounding. If she started up again she didn't know if she would be able to stop herself. Her back was so that she couldn't see their faces, but she had too much adrenalin to stay in one place to long. She couldn't face them though. She stormed over to the door and left.

"Where are you going?!" Omi yelled, after her. "Rei! Reeeiiii!!"

But she couldn't answer, she wouldn't. All she knew was she had to get way. Hot tears streamed down her face as she ran down the street. I've lost.







Author's notes:

This chapter is so sad. *Cry* What did ya think of the little twist? Do ya like the fact that Rei is a telekinetic? Or do you think that it's a stupid idea.....well it's not your fan fic. *sticks out tongue*

Anyway this chapter was hard for me to write cuz it is so high emotion. After I write a high emotion scene I have to stop cuz I'm physically tired. So it took me a long time to write this chapter. And this chapter was one of the ones that I've had perfectly made in my mind before hand, but it took me the longest to write. After I would write a few paragraphs I would be so tired I couldn't go any farther. I'm glad I finally got it out.

Beside all that this was in a way one of the easiest and hardest chapters to write. *raises eyebrow* Don't ask me how it works it just does, believe me. I had to write most of this chapter late at night cuz the kids I was baby sitting for the week or so wouldn't give me any time during the day so I had to stay up late and that's not my usual writing time. So the mood of this chapter maybe a little off. What do you think? I need some in-put here.

*Sighs and collapses in chair* Ya know what I think I need a brake. I don't think I'll work on this fic for a while. Clear my head. Get away from all the strain. Don't you think this is a good place to stop?