Author's Note: Ok you guys I need reviews on this one guys cuz I have no clue if I did well on it or not. Remember, I can take anything becuz im Dwayne Wade's wife :super smile:

I hope that y'all enjoy the chapter and sorry for not updating earlier its that im having trouble with my dumb ass network connections! Stupid Bellsouth!

Oh and Kari, no this isn't the same Ayame from Dr. Genzai. The little one will appear in the next chapter I think, but then again maybe not.

But ne wayz..the show must go on, oh and I don't own RK becuz I'm just a marlins' and a Miami Heat fan with no money. Woot!

Chapter 7: Darkest Before Dawn

There stood the three of them, gaping at her nudity with evil and perverted expressions on their faces.

Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as goose bumps skated on her body, how had they found her!

She stared at them, frightened. Was she going to die? Would she be dropped onto death's doorstep again? Was she going to get out the mess she was frequently in? How would she? How could she? How should she?

Questions rushed through her head but they made no sense to Ayame, her mind wasn't switched on properly.

"Hey cutie, long time no see… You're beautiful you know that?" The man in the middle, the shortest of them, spoke to her, his dark brown eyes traveling over her body.

"You've been a very bad girl, Ayame. A very bad girl, indeed." The tallest with his pale almost translucent skin commented getting the others to chuckle.

She heard her name from another person's mouth and that snapped her out of it.

Her eyes narrowed in anger and she began to swim towards them, never breaking the eye contact with the tall one.

The last one with extremely yellow teeth showing and his eyes with the darkest of bags under his eyes remarked, "Look, she's coming! Boy, isn't she an obedient little bitch?"

The others laughed in agreement and their smiles got even wider when Ayame reached the shore and gracefully walked out of the water, her body dripping in sweet water.

Their breath was caught in their throats, their bodies frozen in delight. Even with the bruises and scabs pasted on some parts of her figure she was still breath taking, especially with those cat eyes of hers.

"You sick bastards." She hissed lowly and in the blink of an eye she stooped down and grabbed a large stick that she had known all along was there.

The men snapped out of their fantasies and became infuriated. "Why you little-" The one in the middle yelled and charged at her but was stopped when she slammed the hard branch that looked like a miniature log against the side of his head with all her might. He went down, unconscious.

The others shocked, now believing what their boss had told them, unsheathed their swords and took a battle stance.

"You're coming with us whether you like it or not." The tall one spoke, his voice cracking a bit. The other nodded nervously and gripped his sword tightly trying to stop the weapon from shaking in between his sweaty palms.

Ayame, ignoring their words, walked towards them and crouched down, swept them off their feet with her leg and stood up again.

She saw them cower below her, trembling in fear. "Don't hurt us, Ayame! Please!" They begged, one of them crying.

"Don't say my name!" Ayame yelled enraged even more and abruptly raised the branch above her head and sent it down on their heads, sending them into unconsciousness.

But she didn't stop there.

She began to beat them with the branch, anger taking over her. All she was red, how dare they say her name, her precious name! Dirt like them didn't deserve that right!

"Don't ever say my name!" She continuously yelled at the limp bodies and stopped when she got tired.

She threw away the branch and caught her breath, looking down on them.

Her narrowed eyes slowly widened and she realized what she had done.

She got on her knees and reached for the closest one and turned him on his back, then placed her ear onto his chest… And found no heartbeat.

Ayame froze in shock and scrambled to the other one and did the same thing.. And found the same result.

She stood up and shook with fear and shock, she killed them. She was a killer.

She looked at her trembling hands looked back at them. Gods she had killed! She was an assassin!

She didn't mean to kill them she just wanted payback!

Ayame walked quickly to where her clothes were and began to dress herself. The girl kept glancing at the dead bodies and panicked all the while.

You're a killer!

You killed them!

Murderer!

She finished dressing up and went back to their dead bodies and looked at them one last time. The other one, she knew was alive and would wake up later on, but those two…they wouldn't.

But they had tried to kill her! They tortured her almost to the brink of death; she was just returning the favor... Right?

Ayame decided to stick with that and snatched the short one's sandals and placed them on and ran away, ran as fast as she could.

Ran as she did when they had chased her the night before.

Branches and twigs slapped against her face as she flashed through the forest that would haunt her forever, where she became a killer.

She tripped and fell a couple of times but paid no mind, all she wanted to do was to get away from the scene, from the place that would haunt her dreams at night forever on...

Minutes and long minutes of straight running, she finally found an opening that led her out of the forest and into the outskirts of the town.

I have to run. I have to run! She screamed inwardly forcing her tired body to run as fast the wind or even faster.

Ironic wasn't it..? Well it would be. (heh heh)

Minutes later, she reached the town but that wasn't enough. She had to get away from there, from Tokyo.

Gods, a new thought came to her, when the others that hunted for her saw or realized that their pals were gone or dead, they would know for sure that she was here and they would most certainly bring more hunters!

Tears whelmed up in her green eyes and began to drop as she ran through the crowds, not seeing where she went because the only thing she saw was the same image of those dead bodies. She bumped into people and pushed them but she didn't care. They shouted at her and complained but by the time they went to go turn around to see her, she was gone.

Abruptly she fell back and landed on her behind, waking her up from her thoughts.

"I'm so sorry, miss!" A voice cried out and stood above her, covering her from the bright sunlight.

Ayame looked up and met with soft and sweet eyes.

"I'm so very sorry, miss! Please forgive me! Let me help you up." The boy spoke, getting Ayame to stutter, "It's alright."

The boy gave her a hand that she took and was surprised to notice how easily he pulled her up.

"Are you alright miss? Please forgive me, I'm so clumsy!" He smiled and looked at her with the kindest eyes ever.

"Miss?" He asked noticing that she wasn't speaking anymore.

"Huh? Oh yes, I'm alright." She sputtered, keeping her eyes on his. "

Are you sure?"

He gave her a worried face and got a nod from her.

The young man quickly observed her and noticed her state of health; she was definitely in need of a lot of things.

"Miss… what happened to you?" He questioned her getting her to shoot her head up.

She looked at him with a frightened expression and began to tremble for no reason, which he noticed. His smile went away and concern took over, as tears soaked up in her eyes.

"Miss?" He spoke lowly, almost a whisper.

Ayame tried speaking but incoherent words came out, puzzling him.

"I-I-I ki-ki-" With her sentence almost out, she suddenly fainted from the shock she had.

The boy quickly grabbed her by the waist, not letting her fall to the ground. His eyes crawled over her and he frowned, she was definitely not all right. He looked around the crowd, trying to see if anyone would notice her; if they were knew her but no, no one did.

Thinking quickly, he gripped the candles that he had in his hand and placed his hand under her knees, scooping her up.

He looked down at her and frowned deeper, "I got to get her to Dr. Genzai fast."

"Oi! Move it bozo!" A ponderous man behind yelled at him.

He looked over his shoulder and smiled, "I will."

With that he tapped his right foot a couple of times really fast and disappeared into thin air, leaving a cloud of dust behind.

Shukuchi always did come in handy when he needed it.