As Yet Untitled

By: Craw/Brad

Authors note: Please forgive me for taking so long! I could give excuses about spring break and then a huge pile of work when classes began again, but instead I will be on with the story.

Chapter 8 ~ Yohji

"Yohji?" Ken asked as he walked closer to the chained figure.

"Uh?" the other man moaned. It sounded like Yohji. One green eye opened sleepily. Well that clinched it. This was so- Yohji. "Ken? What are you doing here?" he asked in a hushed whisper that seemed filled with pain.

"I was just in the neighborhood. I thought that I might drop in." Ken said sarcastically. "Every one came. I thought we could have a party."

"Shut up, you baka." Yohji said. After a few moments, he continued, "Every one came?"

"Yeah, even Aya." Ken replied as he walked over to where Yohji was shackled to the wall. He looked like crap. One eye appeared to be swollen shut, and it looked as if his nose had been broken. His hair was mated down with sweet and dried blood. The once blond strands were now a rusty color and hung limply around his face. On one cheek, there was a cut that looked as if it might be infected but the lighting wasn't good enough for Ken to be sure.

Ken inserted a claw into the lock that was keeping the older assassin restrained. It quickly gave way under the skillfully applied pressure. Yohji collapsed into his waiting arms. He soon realized that there was no way that he could possibly get Yohji out of here without some help. He decided to try the com one last time.

~(Random Hallway #3)~

Omi heard some thing that made his heart do back-flips. "Bombay? Abyssinian? Green Eyes? Silver? Is there any one out there?

"Siberian!" Omi called into the mic. "Are you OK?"

"I'm fine, but I need some help. I have found the target." He stated flatly.

"Ok, where are you?" Omi asked.

"Um... I'm not sure." Ken replied (sweat-drop) "I kinda got lost."

Omi busted out laughing. He couldn't help it. Ken had gotten lost in an enemy strong hold! If that wasn't humorous, then he didn't know what was. "It is ok Siberian." Omi said between giggles. "Describer where you are."

"Um, I am in a room. It is dark." Ken said in reply.

"Really? Next you will be telling me there is a door." Omi said sarcastically.

"It is a big room?" Ken said in more of a question than a statement.

Omi walked by another room and almost felt the need to kick himself. "Is there a number on the outside of the door?"

Ken did one of those things that they do in the cute and fluffy anime. You know, the falling on the face. "Yes there is!" He proclaimed proudly. "It is 2-536B."

Omi looked at the door he had just passed and the one next to it. /2-630, 2-632. Other way./ he thought as he turned around. He pulled a very irate looking silver eyed assassin with him.

"Remember what I said, Bombay." Ty turned the name into a threat. Now Omi had never liked the code name, but this time it made him want to shiver. "He is mine!" Ty said as they came to 2-536B.

Not a half second after the door was open, Omi was across the room helping Ken hold up the usually blond assassin. "Abyssinian come in!" Omi yelled into the com. "Green eyes! Brown eyes! Driver! Come in."

All of a sudden the line was alive with the sound off three other voices yelling. Apparently Daren, Scott, and John had all just finished say the same thing he had. "Is every one here?" He received a check from those three, Ken and Ty chimed in. "Abyssinian? Are you with us?"

"Yes." Came the flat reply. "Do you have the target?"

"Yes. Move out." Omi said just as coldly.

~(At the Cars)~

"Is every one here?" Omi asked as he entered the clearing they had parked in. The simple answer of check was repeated six times. "Then lode up and move out." He said. It was decided that Ken, Omi, and Yohji would go in Omi's car, with Daren driving. After a few minutes of driving, Omi asked, "Are you ok Yo-tan?"

"Peachy." The older assassin replied sarcastically.

"Stupid question." Omi decided. "What happened? It isn't like you to get caught."

"Oh... well... You know." Yohji said with a glance at Ken. "Omi," he said in a softer voice. "things change. People change." He then proceeded to pass out. The rest of the ride passed in silence.

TBC