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The silver glow of the moonlight bathed the light-colored room, the only shadows created by the tangle of blankets around the gym leader. It was just another night alone in the upper hallway. Instinctively, she rolled to her left, reaching out to the form she knew should be there.
Sighing, she let her arm fall to the bed, bouncing just slightly as it hit the mattress. How could she have forgotten? He hadn't been alive for over a year now.... yet she still reached out for him, wanted to feel safe in his arms once more.... but that would never happen again.
"Mattie.... it's just not fair."

***

Damian laid on the bed, staring up at the ceiling of the room he was staying in. He'd been in this one before- many times when he'd visited ac when he was younger he had been given this room. Not much had changed in the design, he realized as he pulled the mass of blankets close to his chin.
But that wasn't what was important. He had spent half the night trying to locate the exact whereabouts of the Genesis building he had taken Hotura to the previous day. He couldn't get in to Kim's mind, and he'd been trying too. Michael, the baby, even though he figured the kid would be too young to realize what he was seeing, wasn't even giving off any sort of essence. Had Kim killed him? Sighing as he rolled on his side to face the window, Damian decided he wouldn't put that past the lying bitch. So that left Christine, and her mind was just a vast number of images, now pain, but luckily, there was now enough to piece together some sort of location for the Genesis headquarters.
~You're back~ He smirked, feeling the all too familiar buzzing in the back of his mind. ~You wanted me to get out of there, and I have..... what more should I do?~
No reply. The twinge of someone holding on to his mind grew stronger, causing the blond to wince in pain, accidentally slamming his head in to the wall as he struggled to get away from whatever was happening to him.
"D...." Immediately, as he heard the soft voice through the wall Damian snapped back to reality. "....some of us are trying to sleep here."
The hold on his mind had disappeared, leaving the young man slightly confused and slightly relieved. "They're still trying to fuck with my mind petite." He called in to the wall, hoping that Hotura would be able to hear him. "They won't tell me who they are either..... so that means the headaches are going to be coming back."
Grunting as she stood up to walk over to the wall nearest his room, Hotura sighed as she sat down. "You were probably using your mind for something constructive and hurt yourself thinking, since you're not used to that."
Resting his forehead against the wall of his room as he sat on the bed, Damian sighed. "I did get some images out of Christine, but nothing from Kim."
"Good."
Silence. Hotura was never one to talk much, and Damian, although he could be talkative, also had a slight nervous streak to him, so he sat there, forehead still resting against the wall, staring at the darkened black stone. He could feel that she had moved over to be nearer the wall.
"Why me?" Damian whispered, running his fingertips on the wall, exactly where her cheek would have been, if the wall had not been separating them. "Of all the people in this damn world, why would they come after me? I'm nothing special."
"Your mother's a gym leader baka." The slight amusement by his words was audible. "She's made a lot of powerful enemies, and what better way to get at her than through you, especially if they can't take her on in a battle."
Nodding as he backed away from the stone just slightly, Damian suddenly realized he was cold, drawing the blankets around him protectively as he remained sitting facing the wall. "I wanna kill them. Every single damn one of them petite... they've hurt too many people."
"Hai." Hotura chewed her lip, walking back over to her bed. "Get some sleep D.... we're gonna start this soon enough."

***

The lab was stark white, as always. Kim sighed, holding her clipboard and pen as she stood staring at the bishonen in the cage. She looked more comfortable in the lab coat and glasses than she ever did while she was with Damian, but something was troubling her.
Damian had been trying to enter her mind during the night, but since she was being watched by Genesis, he wasn't able to go inside and pry any information she could offer.
It was uncanny how much the boy looked like his father. Mateo had worn himself out already today, and now the blond was resting against the casing, eyes closed and head down. Kim's newest assignment was just to observe the bishonen, since he didn't seem as violent towards her as the other scientists, but this was quite the boring assignment. Mateo had done his typical 'bang-on-the-wall-until-everyone-leaves-except-Kim' routine already. He wasn't using attacks anymore to try to escape, since he'd found out the casing could project it right back at him, and he spent two days frozen in one of his attacks, since they decided to keep the tank's temperature around freezing.
The one thing Mateo had not done for almost a year now was speak. He would scream, but that wasn't anything to write home about. So when she heard actual, intelligent words coming from the bishonen, Kim was more than surprised.
But instead of calling all the other scientists back to the room, Kim set her clipboard down and walked over to the cage.
"Mateo?" She whispered, pulling the dark glasses from her face, so she could stare directly in to the sapphire eyes of the detainee.
"You're new here, aren't you?"
Kim smiled. He was observant. "No, I've been working here for many years, but my assignment was just changed."
"Where were you before this? I mean, it's not every day that you're given one of the most boring positions wherever we are."
"I was out in the field." Sighing, Kim turned her back to the glass. "Your son is doing fine. He misses you very much, and your wife, she's lost without you. Damian found her trying to kill herself."
Mateo was speechless. Both Blue and Damian actually still missed him? "Will they ever let me go?" He whispered, knowing all too well what the answer would be. He would only leave this place if he died. He was sure of it.
"You just may get to see them again." She whispered back, knowing all too well that she had probably said too much already. It was just too much to do this to Mateo though. Even though the marriage had been a hoax, she did care for Damian, the children that were undoubtedly hers- she didn't know who the father was, since Genesis was the one to impregnate her both times, and now for his father. They didn't deserve this treatment just because they were somehow involved with a gym leader. Hell, not even the gym leaders deserved this kind of treatment.
But she didn't make the rules. She followed them. Instinctively, she walked back to her clipboard, picking it up, and scribbling 'no change' on the paper.
Mateo sure as hell wasn't going to suffer any more tests because of her.