"Tell me, dammit!" Masumo shouted, lashed out and slapped Michiru again. The aqua haired woman's head flew to the side, blood splashing from her mouth in the process. Helpless, Michiru lowered her head and whispered: "No." She sat tied to a chair, in the middle of her living room; Tinoshi stood behind her, his hands on her shoulders. "You should tell him, Michiru." He now spoke, his right hand gliding down and cupping one of Michirus breasts in the process. "Tell him about your lover. How we can get rid of her." "Go to hell." Michiru pressed out between clenched teeth. Masumo shook his head. "Too bad for you. If you would cooperate, you would save yourself a lot of pain." "If you would finally stop bugging her, you would save yourself a lot of pain, too." Tinoshi flinched and looked around. "Masumo, did you hear that?" "What?" Masumo asked, angered. "Let go of her, piece of shit." A voice suddenly spoke into his ear. Michirus eyes shined with happiness and relief when she realized that Haruka had come to her aid. Masumo let out a little gasp when a strong hand grabbed his shirt. "I said, let go of her." All of a sudden, a well-known person stood in front of the killer. Masumo screamed when he saw a pair of cold, teal eyes glaring at him, and tried to squirm out of the blonde's grip. "No, no." Haruka grinned. "You won't get away." She pulled the fighting Masumo over to the huge panorama window in the eastern wall of the room, not caring about the fact that his fists went through her several times. "Leave him alone!" Tinoshi screamed. "Or I'll kill your little lover here!" Haruka looked at him, fire blazing from her eyes. "Get. Out. Or you will share your friend's death." Tinoshi quickly changed his mind about killing Michiru and ran off. "No!" Masumo screamed when Haruka opened the big window. "No, please! I swear, I'll leave her alone! Please, don't!" "Say your prayers, piece of shit." Haruka replied. She pushed Masumo one last time, and the man stumbled back. Michiru covered her eyes when the killer fell over the window bench and suddenly was gone.
"You alright?" Michiru nodded, rubbing her hurting wrists. "Thanks, Haruka." She then softly spoke. After untying her, Haruka had missed the strength she needed and had become invisible again. "You're welcome." Came the short reply. "Are you okay?" Michiru asked, sounding worried. "Just tired. It took a lot of my strength to kill that guy." Michiru walked over to the window and looked down. Masumo laid on the street, some people standing around him, talking and gesticulating. "He's dead." Michiru informed Haruka, who stood next to her, unseen. The blonde looked out, too, and let out a little gasp when she saw how Masumos soul suddenly stood up. He looked around, confused, then saw his dead body and jumped backwards, yelping. "I'll be right back." Haruka spoke to Michiru, and the aqua haired woman felt a light cold breeze when the blonde jumped out of the window, hoping and praying that she would land on the street and not simply slide into it until she landed somewhere in the underground. Luckily she didn't; she landed next to Masumo, glaring at him. "You're hard to kill, eh?" Masumo looked at her, fear in his eyes. Haruka was just about to do something painful, when suddenly a terrible thundering noise could be heard. Both Haruka and Masumo looked up into the sky, where the noise emerged from, and Haruka stumbled back at what she saw. A horde of riders, dressed completely in black, came galloping out of the sky, unnoticed by all the living people on the street. Haruka fell to her knees and covered her head with her arms when she realized that they were directly going towards her. She screamed in pain when the leader of the riders went right through her, but none of them seemed to care about her. Finally, Haruka dared to look up again – and saw Masumo running away from the riders. "They are after him." The blonde realized, shocked. Masumo ran as fast as he could, but the horses were faster. They soon caught up with him, and two of the riders reached down. They grabbed Masumos arms, lifted him up into the air and started to gallop into the sky again. The leader turned his head and looked directly into Harukas eyes, his cold gaze causing the blonde to shiver. After a seemingly endless time, the rider looked away and followed his comrades, who vanished with a screaming Masumo. Haruka sat on the street for a few more minutes, and waited for the pain to vanish. "I never would have thought that ghosts can feel pain too." She muttered when she finally was able to stand up again. "Who were those riders?" the blonde wondered. "I'll have to ask Kaori about it…but first, I have to take care of Michiru. And then of Tinoshi." With that, the blonde walked into the apartment building, angered about the fact that she couldn't fly, and back to Michiru.