Chapter 4: Rescue And An Operation
"What…what do you want?" Michiru finally dared to speak. One of the four business men gave her a smug smile and replied: "You have something that belongs to us. We want it back." "I don't know what you are talking about." Michiru replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "Oh, I'm sure you do. You have our subject 836." "We don't have any subject." Ichiro replied. "What the heck are you talking about, anyway?" Slowly, the man got angry. "Listen, you two." He started, his voice full of held-back fury, "we located the subject here at this beach one hour ago. So it still has to be here." Michiru could feel how her blood started to boil, seeing that this odd man talked about Haruka as if she was some kind of object instead of a human being. "Anyway," he now spoke on, "we don't need you to find it. The chip we implanted into the subjects neck makes it easy for us…but you could've gained a lot of money by helping us. The only thing you'll gain now is death." He looked at the soldiers, smirking. "Kill them, and start with the girl."
Michiru let out a fearful little gasp when the soldier who had been commanded to kill her readied his gun, aiming at her head. She squeezed her eyes shut, awaiting the bang and the following blackness, when all of a sudden a shocked yelp came from the man who had been just about to murder her. Upon opening her eyes, Michiru saw to her big surprise that his gun laid almost five meters away from him, with some white substance sticking on the barrel. And the soldier who had been holding the gun fell to the ground just in time for the aqua haired girl to see…and when Michiru saw that it had been Haruka who had knocked him out, she felt sudden joy overwhelming her. "Here it is!" one of the business men called out. "Get the subject! Alive or dead, I don't mind!" "Well, I do!" Haruka yelled at him. One of the soldiers raised his gun and shot at the blonde, and to Michirus surprise and shock, she dodged the bullet as if it was the most natural thing in the world before she jumped forwards and knocked the soldier out. The remaining two soldiers decided that fighting with Haruka was too dangerous and ran off, much to the anger of the four business men. "Come back here!" one of them shouted, waving his fist. "Seems like it's the four of you against me now." Haruka growled. The four men looked at her a little worried, cursing the fact that they hadn't weapons with them. "Well, we'll see each other soon again, object 836." One of them finally spoke. "You may have won this time, but sooner or later, we'll take you back to the lab where you belong." With that, the four men turned around and got into the black car they had come with, driving off. "Bastards." Haruka mumbled, staring after the car in anger. She turned to look at Michiru and Ichiro, who both sat gaping at her wide-eyed. "You alright?" she asked, earning a nod from Michiru. "Yes…yes, we're fine." The aqua haired girl stood up and walked over to the tall blonde, looking at her. "Thanks for saving us." She softly spoke. Haruka shrugged and cleared her throat before she answered. "No problem. But…I need your help again." She looked at Ichiro. "You're a doctor, right?" Ichiro nodded, and Haruka walked over to him. "Well then, I want you to cut out that chip they implanted into my neck."
"I'm…" Ichiro gulped before talking on, "I'm not sure if I can do that here. Maybe in the hospital…" "No." Haruka interrupted him. "If we go to the hospital, they'll catch me again and take me back. You have to do it here." "Do it, Ichiro." Michiru softly spoke, and her brother looked at her. "But Michiru…she could die!" All of a sudden, Haruka grabbed his collar and pulled him up to eyelevel, her biceps bulging out. "Listen, Doc, I don't care if I could die during the operation. If you don't take this thing out, they'll always find me, no matter where I go. And before going back there, I'd rather end my life, thanks a lot. So, will you cut it out?" Ichiro let out a little sigh before he nodded. "Okay, I'll cut it out. But now, let go of me!" Haruka dropped him back on the stairs and started to unbutton her shirt. "Hey!" Michiru cried out. "Let's get inside first." Haruka stopped undoing the buttons, looked at her and nodded. The three of them walked into the house, and Ichiro hurried up to get his operation utensils.
"This is going to hurt. Are you sure that you want me to…?" "Just start, man!" Haruka barked, feeling rather uncomfortable sitting on the living room couch, with only her muscle shirt and her blue jeans on. Ichiro sighed and took one of the scalpels, carefully looking at Harukas neck. "I see it." He finally mumbled while he put his fingers on the spot he thought the chip was. He pressed a little and felt something hard in the skin. "Yep, got it." Michiru, who knelt in front of Haruka, took a gentle hold of the blondes hand, earning a surprised look. "Just to comfort you." The aqua haired girl whispered. "Okay, I'll start cutting." Ichiro mumbled. He placed the scalpel right next to where the chip started and stabbed into the skin. Haruka let out a gasp, and blood started to flow when Ichiro cut her neck open. Luckily, the chip wasn't implanted very deep, and soon, it was out. Ichiro stitched the wound he had left and bandaged it. "I'm done." He then said. "Thanks." Haruka spoke, slowly opening her eyes again which had been squeezed shut during the whole operation. Michiru let go of the blondes hand and stood up. "Haruka…" she started, earning an interested look, "I want to know what happened to you." Michiru stated. Haruka looked down to the floor for a moment before her eyes came up again, meeting Michirus. "Okay." She finally spoke. "I'll tell you."