Disclaimer: I don't own DOA; Tecmo, X-box, and Team Ninja own it.

A.N.- It took a while for me to figure out what to do for this chapter, so sorry for the long wait.  Updates will be every two weeks and if I miss an update I'll leave an authors note.

Forevermore- Thanks for reading and reviewing my story.  I'll think about putting Ayane and Hayabusa together, but I'll need the rest of my reviewers to give it the go-ahead.  Basically I'd rather it be Kasumi/Hayabusa because it's more popular, but if the rest of the people are alright with it, I'll do it.

s.d.s.d and ?????????- Please keep reviewing; I need as many constant readers as possible.

Weird one- Yeah, I know.  Kochan told me in a chat room that there was only one other Hitomi/Ein fic and it got wiped out with the rest of the NC-17 fics.  If you find any other Hitomi/Hayate (Ein) fic, please tell me the title.  ]

If any of you who read this want, can you write a Hitomi/Hayate fic, please?

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Chapter 4

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Kasumi sat down on the top of the building.  She had just seen her brother for the first time in a while.  But he wasn't the same.  She started thinking, "Is he a runaway too?  The Shinobi would have started looking for him then, not me."

Ein walked off, out of the dim alley and back onto the crowded streets.  Kasumi watched as he disappeared into the crowd.  Again, cherry blossoms replaced the spot where the young woman's stood.

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Ein sat down on the bed in his hotel room and began flipping channels.  He ran across a commercial for the Second Annual Dead or Alive Tournament. It had clips from the first DOA tournament; the announcer kept on babbling, "Fighters from around the globe come to the Dead or Alive tournament to compete with other elite fighters as a test to their skill."

Ein listened to the commercial, "Due to the death of Fame Douglas, an associate, Donovan, will be hosting this year's tournament."

"Donovan………" thought Ein as he turned off the T.V.  He fell asleep.

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Ein's vision was blurry he could hear voices though.

"Sir, he's awake."

"Good, get him to the testing area."

Unknown to Ein, a third person entered the room, "So, how's he doing?"
"Mr. Donovan!  He's awake now, we're getting ready to take him to the testing area."

"Good," replied the man, now known as Mr. Donovan, "If it fails, kill him."

Suddenly the liquid inside the tank drained out, and Ein's vision further blurred.

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Someone was on the other side of the area, a tall, muscular figure started toward him.  Ein's energy was too low to respond.  His slowness to react caused a knee in the stomach.  Ein fell to the ground in pain.   

Ein felt two arms reach down and pick him up.  He was thrown into a helicopter, the kind that was used to airlift troops to a battlefield or airbase.  Inside, parts of his body met the ends of guns, knives, and one person shot his stomach, again Ein blacked out.

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Ein woke up in a cold sweat, he was gasping for air.  Ein's past hunches were confirmed.  If he was going to find out who he was he would have to enter the tournament.  Before he had flashbacks, but all it was were people talking about the tournament, never were they this clear before.

Since it was already 5:30am he decided he'd go to the gym and work out.  He picked up his overcoat and headed out the door. 

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Hitomi arrived at the dojo for her lesson.  The place was packed with kids who were leaving from their lesson.  The building was made of six rooms: The dojo floor, the back room where they kept the equipment, and on the upper floor, were the offices for the teachers.  Ein's was the farthest one from the stairs; it was formerly an alternate storage room that was never used.

Hitomi walked into Ein's old office, it still hadn't been cleared out from when he worked there.  Just as she sat down her father walked in, "You miss him too, huh."

Hitomi just looked away, she didn't like to talk about these things with her father. 

"I'll just wait downstairs, come down when you're ready for your lesson," said her father.

A few minutes after her father left, Hitomi got up and headed downstairs.  She knew that if she was ever going to see Ein again she would have to train more often.  And she would have to be ready by next year, just in time for the third DOA tournament.

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A.N.- Remember I had writers block while typing this, so keep that in mind when you review, if you review.  Please review, thanks.