Would You Kill for Love?

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Came the shaky reply. Good he was scared shitless, just how I wanted it. His eyes were blindfolded so all he could do was talk. I inched closer, getting into his personal space and observed as he squirmed knowing I was there instantly. I took note that he was trying to fight from the handcuffs and ropes around his body but with his weakling form there was no way in hell he was escaping from anything that Hannya tied up. He was quite the crafty guy after all.

"I want...the dragons." He instantly stiffened at my words. Yes, he was definitely an amateur that's for sure.

"Wh-What are the dragons? I-I don't understand what you are talking about." My hands gripped his shoulders tightly, watching and smirking as he flinched and grit his teeth.

"Don't tempt me to harm you boy." I spoke in what I hoped was a threatening tone. I wasn't really one for scarring brainless youngsters, even if this idiot was 21 or 22, but hey, I needed answers and he was an easy target.

"IIE! I'M NOT SAYING ANYTING!" He yelled into my face. Heh, he did have some balls under that bony body of his after all. Though it still wouldn't last. I pulled out my gun and grazed it down the side of his face, listening to the sharp intake of his breath at knowing exactly what that cold metal object was. Though what I really want to find was a little crystal wing on his shoulder…so I yanked away his shirt and jacket from his shoulder and what do you know…I found one.

"Is that what I think it is Mr Konishi? Why I swear that looks like a small crystal wing, don't you?" I taunted him lightly. "So why is it that you have one? I mean I've seen the one on your mother, though this one is smaller then hers, in fact much, much smaller." He stiffened once more at my cynical voice and he finally snapped.

"ALRIGHT I GIVE! I'll tell you what I know, just don't kill me I beg you!" Pathetic, utterly pathetic he was. Actually I found it slightly disappointing I couldn't use other tactics on him. He really was far to stupid for a life of crime.

"It was her idea…my mother's I mean. Her and…father's." His father huh? Interesting since he was talking about his real father, as there was no way in hell Makimachi-san would do such a thing as to harm Misao. Though it was odd for I've never heard of a crime boss with the last name Konishi before.

"He...he and mother want the Makimachi's dead, they want full power of his businesses…and all his millions too. I swear I was never into any of this, I'm just a fucking pawn in their sick game!" I arched my eyebrow at his words. If he was asking for pity from me…he wasn't getting any.

"My father…he is the head of the dragons. He carries the other half of the dragon symbol…just like the one my mother has. There is no way you'll get to his base though! He has over one hundred men guarding him!" Please, like that will stop me.

"Tell me…who he is." I swear my voice was dripping with venom, but knowing there was no Konishi that I knew of meant that this boys name was either a fake or he'd taken his mother's maiden name…or something.

"Takeda…Kanryuu Takeda..." Was the small whimper from the tied up "victim" and I instantly stepped back knowing that name. That fucking bastard was responsible for all of this? When I thought back over everything that's been happening, all the running and hiding, desperately trying to stay alive and it finally clicked as I knew I was an idiot for overlooking Kanryuu Takeda. I knew how much Kanryuu wanted power…and what perfect way then have one of your mistresses marry a rich business man and then kill him off as though it were an accident. Though this time it was more difficult for he had a child that needed taking care of first. I knew Kanryuu was a twisted man as he wished to rule all of Japan. He had caused me so much trouble over the years that in the end I guess a battle to the death was inevitable between us.

"You will be rewarded with keeping your life for telling me this." I spoke and then tied the gag back around his mouth hearing him groan and carry on like the idiot he was. It was getting on my nerves and I brought out my gun (since Yahiko had the other) and placed it right at one of his blind folded eyes.

"Keep making that noise and I'll put you out of your misery." The abandoned warehouse instantly went dead except for the sound of the dripping water. I unclicked the gun and headed for the door, placed it back in its holster and pushed the door open to see Hannya standing outside waiting for me to emerge.

"Call for back up, say you found some clues to a location where Takashi Konishi might be held captive."

"You're letting him go?" I knew there was astonishment in his voice at that question.

"Aa..."

"May I ask why?"

"Kanryuu Takeda, that's why." I could have sworn Hannya stiffened lightly, but then why wouldn't he when he had been in a coma for six months because of that bastard. Hannya was my closest friend…and I had placed him in danger becoming selfish at needing to find out about Kaoru's disappearance. Kanryuu and I had a bad past and therefore I thought he might have done something to Kaoru at that time. In the end I didn't even think about Hannya's family and what would have happened if he never woke up again.

"Aoshi…wait…" Hannya spoke, a little bit of urgency in his usually passive voice.

"Iie Hannya, you cannot come, so please do not follow me into this death battle."

"But..."

"Please Hannya!" I turned around, my green-grey eyes staring right into his dark eyes. Hannya's had widened slightly, catching something within my eyes. Regret, anger, sorrow and self-punishment for nearly killing him…a lot of emotions really, but finally I saw him slouch his shoulders as he nodded his head. I watched him pick up the radio from his belt and spoke into it, confirming who he was, badge number and the address for the warehouse as it looked "suspicious".

"Be safe…" He mumbled and I gave him a slight wave and headed off. My eyes were set, hell even my heart was set! I would not allow Kanryuu to touch Misao…NEVER!

Next thing I knew I had broken into a run, coat flapping heavily behind me as I ran past pedestrians on the streets of Tokyo. Misao…I had to get to Misao and Yahiko…and fast!

* A Two Storey House *

It was dark now, the sun having set, but it was good as I blended into the darkness quite easily. I stepped over the small brick fence of the old abandoned house and headed around the side and towards the back, my gun drawn just in case. Hopefully Yahiko and Misao had made it safely here.

"Where exactly are we?" I heard a muffled voice say as I slid open the screen door and stepped into the dusty house.

"Shut up girlie, I'm trying to concentrate!" Yahiko snapped at Misao. I was glad they were both safe.

"Don't call me girlie, I'm older then you, Yahiko-CHAN!" I heard Misao's voice rise and came around the corner to see the both of them standing up in the middle of the bare lounge room, eyes glaring at each other as though they were about to get into a fist fight.

"I'm glad to see your getting on well." They both jumped at the sound of my voice and two pairs of eyes stared widely over at me.

"SHINOMORI-SAN!" Misao yelled and before I knew it she had dived into my chest, my gun falling to the ground.

"Heh, didn't know you two were that friendly with each other." I heard Yahiko cockily reply and narrowed my eyes at him. Misao quickly let go and blushed a shade of crimson.

"Go-Gomen nasai!" She quickly voiced and I placed my hand on her shoulder, silently telling her everything was all right before bending down to pick up the gun and placed it in the holster.

"If you want to shower and clean yourself up, the bathroom upstairs, second door on your left works fine. I need to speak with Yahiko for a moment, so do you mind?" I watched Misao shake her head as she grabbed the duffle bag and headed upstairs, her little white dress bouncing at mid thigh region as she took the stairs two at a time.

"Thank god you're here! I don't know if I could take her constant questions any longer." Yahiko complained as he handed back my gun.

"She isn't that bad Yahiko."

"Are you kidding! Of course she is!" He barked back at me.

"She's stubborn like you Yahiko, but on the inside she is terrified as hell, but will not admit it, just like you had been ne? Its not right to judge her for you don't know what its like to be kidnapped, held hostage, tied up, abused and so on, so please Yahiko don't…"

"Yeah okay fine! I get the message, I'm sorry alright?" I smirked at his grumbling pouting face, as he knew I was going to give him one of my usual lectures. I leaned over ruffling up his spiky hair as I mumbled a small 'good boy' to him.

"Mou! I'm not a little kid Aoshi, so don't treat me like one all the time!" He fumed once more, but he held a small lopsided smile, obviously glad that he had not angered me.

"I heard…about your house. I was walking past some televisions in a shop window and immediately knew it was your place. I raced all the way there…to make sure you were alright, hoping you hadn't gotten your lazy ass killed in there." I narrowed my eyes warningly at Yahiko, but watched as he smiled at me, one I hadn't seen for quite sometime, ever since I allowed him to stay at the run down joint years ago.

"I'm glad…you're okay."

"Mm…me too…"

"So what's your plan? I know you must have something forming in that cop brain of yours right?"

"Aa…but I can't tell you Yahiko, you'd be placed in danger and I won't risk your life, you've already done enough with keeping Ms Makimachi safe."

"Oh man! This sucks!" I ruffled his hair once more before heading upstairs to see if Misao was all right.

I noticed the bathroom door was opened and headed down the hallway seeing one of the usually closed off doors was opened. I stepped inside the dark room and found Misao standing in the middle of it looking at the posters lining the walls. All the furniture was still in this room as it consisted of a double bed, a desk, a chest of draws and two cupboards. It was pretty spacious other then that, being one f the bigger rooms out of the four upstairs.

"This place holds so many memories…a lot I don't wish to remember at times." I heard myself mumble and scared Misao as she quickly turned around to face me. She was in a pair of black slacks and a white tank top.

"This is…"

"My parents house. This room…was mine." I eyed her silently as she moved about the place; one hand brushing away some dust so she could read the band name on some of the posters plastered to the wall.

"You actually liked their music?" Misao questioned pointing to a group of girls in skimpy clad outfits.

"Actually…I just thought they were all pretty hot back then." I heard her laugh softly at that and was relieved to hear it.

"Can I…can I stay in here tonight…if we are staying here that is."

"Sure…" I mumbled and pulled away the white dusty sheet from the bed. It only had a plastic wrap over the mattress, but I went to the cupboard and pulled out a couple of pillows and blankets that had not been attacked by moths or mice. I placed them on the bed for Misao and watched as she wrapped them around her chilled form and then lay down on the bed curled into a small ball.

"Could you stay…until I fall asleep?" There was a quiver in her voice and that meant she was afraid of being left alone again. I took of my trench coat, placing it over the chair near the desk and then sat on the floor and leaned my head on the mattress right where Misao was lying. There was no way I could look at her sleeping form and so I sat with my back leaning against the bed and my feet straight out in front of me with one ankle crossed over the other. It was like the hotel room once again…only this time I was trying to control myself at wanting to have more then Misao's kisses.

BAKA! I yelled at myself and brought out my gun to check the clip and then cocked it ready just in case. I heard footsteps but knew them off by heart and watched Yahiko poke his head around the corner to make sure it was safe to come in. He did so when I quietly motioned him to come in and I accepted the food he'd gone out to get from the Mini Mart around the corner with thanks.

"I should be going Aoshi so you be safe…and keep girlie safe too. She's not that annoying I suppose."

"You be safe Yahiko." I firmly told him and watched him wave his hand at me.

"You don't have to worry about me Aoshi, actually its thanks to you I got my head straight and…and decided to go back to the orphanage." I turned my surprised eyes to Yahiko at his quiet words.

"In fact, I've got a nice home to go to now…and well…I guess my new parents might be worried about where I am and all…so…"

"I'm glad for you Yahiko, now please go back home."

"Home…? Yeah, I think I best get home!" He spoke with a grin on his face. I watched him head out of the room with a small wave before hearing his pounding footsteps head down the stairs. After that I didn't hear anything, he was quite the sneaky teenager after all and would disappear from the house as though he'd never been there to begin with.

"Mm, what time is it?" I turned half way around to see Misao rubbing her eyes.

"You've only slept half an hour Misao. Yahiko had to go though, but other then that everything is fine so please try and go back to sleep." I got no response from her and turned my head back around and opened up one of the sandwiches and took out half of one and bit into it. That's when I felt nimble fingers brush the strands of my hair at my neck. I had to force the shiver back down my spine at Misao's fluttering fingers dancing in my locks of hair.

"You have…such soft hair…" I heard her mumble and couldn't help but turn slightly around with half a sandwich stuck between my lips. There was a small smile on her own as her right hand moved closer and took the sandwich from my lips. I silently watched Misao eat the rest and then she licked her fingers…slowly that is. Fuck, was she flirting with me?

"Drink…?" I quickly asked and turned away to open a bottle of water for her. She accepted it silently only now sitting up to drink it so as not to spill any onto the bed, not that it would mater since it was covered in plastic and all.

"Here, sit up here, the floor mustn't be too comfortable." Misao spoke as she pat the side of the mattress next to her. It was definitely not a good idea to give in to her small little offering, but right no I couldn't give a stuff about reasoning and got onto the bed with her sitting cross-legged facing her in fact and took off my shoes as I did.

"So, tell me about yourself." Misao spoke in a genki voice I had not heard before. It had either been emotionless, down right petrified or…seductive… Don't think about that Aoshi! Just keep your cool and keep in control.

"How about you tell me about yourself?" I turned the question on her and she blinked confusedly up at me obviously thinking I knew everything about her because I was a cop.

"Like why don't you take the limo to school or why you went to Yukishiro's Modelling Agency and how you met her?" I spoke and produced the picture of Misao and Kaoru with their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Kaoru-chan, where did you get this?"

"That doesn't matter, just tell me, tell me why she went to Yukishiro." I watched Misao bite her lip and I hoped I wasn't scaring her.

"Because…she had a crush on him." I blinked surprised at Misao's words. Kaoru liked Enishi, but that was just…

"Weird I know, since he is kind of freaky looking and all, but then he was really nice to us and actually Kaoru really wanted to be a model too, but I…I just ruined it for her!" My eyes widened as Misao shoved her face into her hands. God her emotions were chaotic!

"I placed her in danger because she was my friend…and…and Enishi-san too…and…and now you!" Ocean blue eyes were glazed with tears. I lifted my hand and brushed it over the smoothness of Misao's left cheek, drying it of tears.

"Do not cry Misao…I will protect you from them." At those words she dived into my chest, crying gratefully into my black shirt while her hands were raised and clutched just at the bottom of my shoulder blades.

"Don't cry…" I whispered as I pulled Misao's head away from my chest and before I knew it I had caught her rosy pink lips with mine. Of course she stiffened as I had just crossed a boundary I shouldn't have gone over in the first place, but all hell broke loose when she began to respond, hands clutching at my shoulders for more pressure.

I leaned heavily over Misao, catching her moans and sighs as I plummeted my tongue into her warm sweet mouth.

My control…was no more…

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To be continued…

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Author's Notes: Slap me someone for I just wrote something else! I must be ill. Nice little teaser at the end I think. I'm so proud of it! Well gotta get these bishonens again, so must be off and lets see if I can pull something else out of my ass…err…I mean my oh so wonderful creative brain that is. ^__^;