Sorry this took so long to get out. My computer has been giving me problems lately. I will try to get out the next part in a couple hours and if I don't get it out, I will get it out first thing tomorrow! Thanks again for all the reviews, you guys are great! They really help me with the story! And thanks to Flora who gave me the idea of wings! I hope you guys like this part! P.s. Melody Hoshi Sugar- your reviews are very silly and I enjoy reading them! ?



He watched her through emotionless eyes. It was apparent that she was scared; her eyes were larger than usual, her chest heaving up and down in the intake of air, and her beautiful face had taken on a look of shock. Being bold, he took a step up to her, watching with laden eyes as she took a step back. "You're Kuki." He told her. "Kuki Sanban."

"Why did you kill them?" She asked him, ignoring the fact that he knew her name. "They were your friends."

"No, only you are my friend." He answered her, dropping the sword in his hand and onto the ground where it clattered uselessly. "I remember you."

"Have you forgotten everything?" Her voice a mere whisper.

"I remember you." He smiled at her, cocking his head to the side. "Don't you remember me?"

"Of course I remember you. Your Number 4." She stopped as he shook his head. "What's wrong?"

"That's not my name. My name is Wallabee." He corrected her. "I have no recollection of this Number 4 you speak of. Who are they?"

Number 3 looked at him blankly. "Well," She began, choosing her words carefully. "He is the sweetest, most beautiful person on the inside and out. A lot of people are afraid of him because he likes to fight and is a little rough sometimes. But I'm not. I know he will never hurt me."

"That is nice. But we must go. Come along, we shall go."

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere other than here." He thrust his arm out, his palm extended upward toward the sky.

Number 3 scream as a large pain erupted from between her shoulder blades. It hurt so badly that she wanted to cry, to scream out, and to leave the miserable place she had been left in. A rip was heard and she knew it was her flesh for she could feel the blood dripped down her back, soaking her clothes and falling into a puddle onto the floor and with the rip came a heavy presence. When she opened her eyes, the air in front of her was surrounded with large fluffy white feathers as if it were snowing. She noticed Wallabee smiling at her and that's when she noticed the large snow white wings attached to her back. "I… I don't understand…"

"It's okay." He told her before he closed his own eyes, arching his back as if in pain. She watched as two large and wickedly pointed wings came out of his back, from between his shoulder blades. They weren't like her's, beautiful white angel wings. No! They were demons wings, blacker than night and pointed with evil points. The snow white air became mixed with black, raining down onto the ground. He smiled at her before stepping forward and gripping her hand into his own. "Come!" He said to her.

Together, they extended their wings and took flight into the air.

"So she can't come home until he wishes her too?" Number 1 asked, pacing the room as Number 2 and 5 watched on. "What if he never wants her to come home? Then were screwed."

Number 5 winced at the tone of his voice. "We can only hope that she gets him to wake up. I know that she can be a total klutz at times but I'm pretty sure that she can do this."

"Number 5's right." Number 2 said, taking off his head set. "Number 3 can do it. I've got faith in her."

"We all do." Number 1 sighed, stopping his pacing. "It's just, well; you know how violent Number 4 can get sometimes. I just don't want him hurting her or anything."

Number 2 rolled his eyes. "He wouldn't hurt her." He told the other boy, who looked over at him. "He loves her."

"Yes but still."

"They love each other. Number 4 has loved her for years and I believe that she loves him just the same."

"Anyway…" Number 5 interrupted. "Can you tell her that we really didn't die? I mean, the girl is probably freakin' out at seeing us die. I know I would."

"Oh crap!" Number 2 yelled, throwing back on the head set he had just taken off. "I totally forgot to do that!" He began to type on the computer, his fingers making clicking noises as he touched each key. "Number 3! Number 3! Come in Number 3!"

There was no answer, just the fuzz of static.

"She isn't answering?" Number 5 asked, taking a seat on one of the empty cots.

"Nope but I'll keep trying."

"You do that!" Number 1 commanded as he began to pace yet again. "In the meantime, Number 5 and I will go back to the sight of the explosion. Maybe we can find something over there that will help us."

Number 2 looked over at him through silted eyes. "Just don't forget that you're on a mission." He said, a small smile forming on his lips. "I mean, I know you guys will be alone and….."

A red tinted Number 1 grabbed Number 5 and was out the door before the other boy could finish.