Okay... Chapter 5, which has been for the most part rewritten from its original form. It's still decent though... Anyway, AC's Ele's, HV's mine, and all the characters that go with each gym are both of ours, depending on the evolution.
As always, feedback is appreciated.
And don't worry... at 4-7AM, cussing isn't in my vocabulary, so I don't think there's even 2 words in here... it's the calm after the f-storm last chapter.... or is this just the eye of the storm?
This is kinda short compared to 4, so it'll be a quick read.

"You didn't tell him?" Ele sighed as she sat across from the HV leader, staring at the cat girl with the greatest of interest. "How on earth could you forget to tell him about one of the most important events in all of our lives?"
"I didn't think it would be important...." Blue whispered as she rummaged through the cupboards of the kitchen, hoping to find something to calm her shattered nerves. "He wasn't around when it happened, and we never really had any trouble with Genesis or my Uncle Daniel after the main Hotura incident. And besides the current situation, there would have been no reason for him to even worry about them." Growling as two orange perscription bottles fell from the cupboard she was searching in, Blue bent down to pick them up, reading the labels as she stood back up, then smiled in satisfaction as she twisted the cap from one, taking two large pink pills from the vial.
"What the hell are those?"
"Darvocets." Blue smiled after swallowing the first. "I've gotta numb myself somehow."
"And what were the others?"
Blue shrugged, swallowing the other large pill without drinking anything. "Prozac. You know I've been on those for a while."
Sighing, she downed another glass of whiskey. "Well, now we know why you're so strung out."
Blue knew better than to reply to that sort of comment. She wasn't stupid, she wasn't trying to kill herself, she just liked to be able to fix a problem by drinking or taking something.
"So seriously, what do you think they wanted with him?"
"Honestly," Ele closed her eyes, not sure what the HV leader's reaction would be, and she didn't really want to see it anyway. "I don't think they were after D. He's not that special as a bishonen, and even though he used to be a pretty good trainer, he's not doing that anymore. Besides, why wouldn't they just take any recruit off the street if they wanted someone to capture or train bishonen."
Blue didn't really react. She was already beginning to feel tired- the higher dose of pain medication than usual was affecting her more than she anticipated. She had to sit before the dizzyness kicked in, so carefully the blond moved to one of the chairs in the small kitchen that was near her quarters, placing her head in her hands as she leaned against the table.
"Do you know what it's like to live every day of your life knowing that you hurt someone you love so much, hurt them to the point of pushing you away for almost five years now, and to not have any clue as to what you did to hurt them?"
"Kitty?" Ele whispered to her friend. She hadn't seen Blue this depressed for a long time- not since she tried to call after finding out about Mateo's death, and having the HV leader go from overly defensive to a blubbering idiot.... and the conversation lasted less than three minutes before Blue decided she couldn't 'take anymore of this god damned persecution' and hung up the phone. "why don't you just look in to his head to find out."
"Maybe some of the psychics in your class do that," Mew snapped as she glared in to emerald eyes. "But around here, we don't. It's an invasion of privacy. Damian and I both live by it, along with the Yamakis and Rileys."
"Then just come out and ask him." Ele leaned down, coming eye to eye with the cat girl. "I don't think that would be an invasion of privacy."
"He just says that everything I ever did for him, teaching him to train, giving him great battling bishoujo, setting him up to be the junior of this gym, that all of those added to his frustration with me. And then when I turned from his father to Kaos, that was the turning point." She closed her eyes. "Aside from the Kaos part, how could any of that be considered reasons to be angry at me? I tried my best to give him everything he could have ever needed."
"Are you crying?" Ele narrowed her eyes as she watched the tears slowly stream down the HV leader's narrow cheeks. "I know you tried your best to raise him, but some kids are just ungrateful."
"I don't have anything to live for anymore...." Blue sobbed as she buried her head in her arms, much like a child would when told to put their head down at school. "Yet of all the damn people in the world, he had to come in and see me trying to put a gun to my head."
"Mew...." Ele didn't know what to say. She knew the cat girl was still upset about her husband's death, and that without her son around anymore, Blue wasn't doing too well, but to actually try to kill herself? "babe.... what about this? What would happen to the gym if you did something that irrational?"
"It would die with me, because Damian's such an ingrate that he'd sell the place, and Kareen's not good enough to take over.... and my junior hasn't spoken to me for a longer time than my son." Somehow, from the mass of depressed thoughts, a smile appeared on the HV leader's face as she laughed, but only half heartedly. "I wish I wasn't the only one that was going crazy over something for this long.... he's dead. He's been dead over a year, yet I still see that Yamato that I'd been training that looks like he's going to go fourth level on me, and I see him.... I just want him to tell me that I'm a bitch, tell me that he hates me, yet still be one of the sweetest, most loyal bishonen any trainer could hope for."
"And I'm just guessing he's not any of those."
Blue shook her head as she buried it back in her arms. "Nope. He's fallen for a Takenouchi.... I'm a little bit happy for him because she's a strong fighter, and crosses of the Yamato/Sora lines are actually producers of great fighters for both lines.... but still... I want him to be like Mattie."


"Professor Takenowa!" Kim panted as she kicked the office door open, holding the baby in one arm, the struggling Christine's hand with her other hand. "I... I slipped today."
The older gentleman in the white lab coat stopped scribbling in his notebook and turned from his microscopic sample to face the curly haired brunette. "Explain, Kimberly."
Kim chewed on her lip as she let go of Christine's hand and set the baby on one of the counters. "Damian brought his mother to our apartment, and she caught me trying to put a fang in Christine's mouth. She must have told him, because he came to me in a recording session with some bishoujo, and when the girl tried to kill me, I told him that the kids weren't his."
Professor Takenowa sighed, adjusting his wire-rimmed glasses on his hooked nose. "Did you mention anything about this, Kimberly?"
The brunette shook her head. "No. I made sure not to tell him that I was working for someone."
The older man smiled as he patted the woman's shoulder. "Excellent. You were a good agent Kimberly. Perhaps we can find you another assignment in a different area."
Kim bowed to the professor as she backed away from him, hoping not to offend him any more than she already had. "What about the kids? Where will they go?"
The professor smiled as he turned back to his microscope and notebooks, sketching the contents of the slide with the accuracy that came from many years of this work. "They'll be good for experiments." He stood back up and walked across the room. "Speaking of experiments, let's see how our subject is doing."
The professor pulled back a curtain, revealing a large box-like tank that contained a blond bishonen. The metallic restraints glistened in the newly acquired light, keeping with the starkness of the rest of the laboratory. The bishonen looked to be a mere shell of himself, but his sapphire eyes remained fixed on the professor, glaring, brooding, analyzing the situation in the hopes that one day he would break free from this prison.
"Ahh..." Takenowa smiled as he tapped the glass, the bishonen responding by lunging at the professor's hand. "Fourth level light evolution Yamato. You'll wear down eventually."
Kim narrowed her amber eyes as she walked over to the bishonen trapped in the liquid prison. "Is Mattie trying to contact her again?"
Takenowa turned to the curly haired girl, smiling slyly as he touched his glasses. "Of course he is. He's been trying for over a year. I'm amazed that he hasn't given up yet." Takenowa turned his gaze back to Mateo, who was still banging his bound fists against the glass casing, hoping to break it. "Boy, you can't break out of there. We need you for one more test."