A/N: Hey, everybody! I've been reading FF.net for a while now, and thought, hey, maybe I should give it a try! So I did, and, well, here's the result! It's just a short, somewhat mysterious poem about Battousai on one of his many "jobs". Get the hint? Good. Now start the story, er, poem.

~The Deed~

A shadow flits across Edo,
silent footfalls in the darkness.
The amber eyes flicker,
then are gone.

A man sits
in the lap of luxury.
But not for long.
The watcher's amber eyes,
ever closer,
flicker,
then are gone.

A flash of steel,
a thud,
and the deed is done.
The killer's eyes turn to the sky,

why do I do this, night after night?

then are gone.

Blood has been showered on the City of Flowers.

WELL? Did you like it? I knew you would! As you can tell, I just LOVE Battousai! *evil laugh* SO, just click that button down there-no, not that
one, baka!-and we can get down to.uh.business.

Oh, and just so you know, 'City of Flowers' is one of the many nicknames of
Edo. (old Tokyo)