This chapter is fanservice...for you guys Battousai is becoming the perfect man. He can fight, he's dead sexy, he dances, he has a heart, and he's in a band, not only that but Vocalist and lead electric guitarist. (If I'm going for it, I'm going all the way)

Onna no hito donnata watashi no shinzo- it means woman who holds my heart. Yes Tan Kimiko! You won! cheering So I promised a gift here it is!

Nitogumi: pulls out Battousai on leash It's your very own partially clothed not-so-servile slave Battousai!

Battousai: How the hell did you talk me into this...sees barrel of gun I remember now...

Thanks at the bottom again...I don't own anything RK except for a poster and some sound files.

You should be really happy. I wanted to put him in a Mariachi band but I refrained. I was going to name the band, 'The Three Hitokiri."

Kaoru blanched. "You are in a band?"

He nodded with a smile.

"What kind of band?" came the confused question.

"Pop, we mainly do pop." He replied, grin evident on his face.

"Really? That's so...odd...sing me a few bars." Came the shocked reply.

His voice got higher in pitch and he sang "I brushed against the freckles that I hated so and life goes on and I heave a little sigh for you. It's heavy, the love that I would share for you. Then it dissolved like it was just a sugar cube. Now the little pain sitting in my heart has shrunk in a bit but it really does hurt me now. Those silly horoscopes, I guess I can't trust them after all. (An: That's the opening theme song 'Freckles.') His voice was smooth, and he sang quite well. It was the choice of song that baffled Kaoru.

At the look of wonderment on her face, he gave a little sigh. "Kaoru, it was a joke. We're a rock band; we typically put a new age spin on older songs."

"Good, I was starting to get really afraid. I'm not even going to ask how you knew the other song."

"That's a good idea. I would be hard pressed for an explanation I don't have." Was his witty reply.

She gave a big yawn. "Lets go to sleep. I'm tired."

"Tomorrow you can go clothes shopping. I know you need some new ones. After you finish come by the club we're playing at. I have to leave really early so I'll leave you walking directions and some money, okay?"

"Sounds good to me." She told him while dragging him to bed by his hair.

Kaoru awoke to the sound of birds chirping. "Damn birds!" she yelled. "Always so happy!" Looking at the clock, she discovered that it was 3:00 pm. She had slept for about 15 hours total. Giving a loud groan she dragged herself to the kitchen for breakfast.

True to his word, Battousai had left her 500 (Kaoru almost fainted) dollars and directions to The Akebeko. It was an uber-new night club and was supposedly all the rage.

Kaoru knew she had to go find some new clothes, but she really didn't want to go all alone. After all, she had had bad luck with strange men recently.

'I'll call Misao!' she thought with a grin, and did just that.

"Misao, can you come shopping with me?" Kaoru tried putting on her best innocent act.

"Sure, I'll come pick you up. Where are you right now?" was the chipper reply.

"Awesome! I'm at the Green Bay apartments, room 747. I'll be waiting for you."

Kaoru hung up the phone with a sigh. Misao was way too happy in the mornings. After rummaging through Battousai's closet, she found some of her things and a shirt of his she could wear. After putting her hair up in a high ponytail, she pulled on her school skirt and a white top. It was a new look for her, one she didn't plan on keeping for long. But as long as she was decently clothed things would go quite well.

A few minutes later, a knock on her door came. She answered it and wasn't supprised to see Misao. Her friend looked at her choice of clothing and gave a disgusted face. She rummaged in her bad for a second and brought out a shining red light that made a sound much like a police siren.

"Fashion police! Fashion police!" she shouted while running in wild circles. "You need to go shopping right now, this is an emergency."

Kaoru gave a loud sigh. "All my clothes are at home. That's why I need to go shopping."

"Are you positive we have to go search through the mall. There might be salvageable clothes here." Misao was always looking on the brighter side of pitch black things.

"Feel free to search, but Battousai's close it a complete mess." Was Kaoru's only reply.

"It can't be that bad!" she shouted while dragging Kaoru into the bed room. She opened the closet and almost fainted. It was a mess, and it was packed full of dark colored clothing. Misao gave a groan and reached into purse. Drawing out some medical gloves she put them on and attacked the pile.

"Boxers." Misao said while throwing the clothing behind her, and blushing. "Pants. I think this is a poncho. Half a karate gi. Bright pink flipflops, yours Kaoru?" Her friend nodded and peered into the chaos, searching for something she could wear. "Belt with way too many spikes and chains."

Kaoru raised her eyebrow at this. 'I really don't need my boyfriend being a dominatrix's plaything.' She told herself silently.

"Bunny ears," Misao kept on throwing things out of the closet. "Swedish clogs." Kaoru only just dogged the flying shoes. "Black lace bra, yours I assume."

Kaoru looked dumbfounded. "Never seen it in my life." Silence fell.

Misao held the thing up and then grimaced. "Nevermind, it's not a bra, not unless you have four breasts."

Again, all was silent. Kaoru's bokken appeared and she poked at the thing experimentally while scratching her head. "You got me. Why don't you put it down and we forget about it, this thing's gonna give me nightmares."

Misao nodded and then got up, taking off her gloved with a snap. "You were right, there is nothing here of value to anyone but Mr. Himura. Time to hit the shops."

Kaoru and Misao walked down all seven flights of stairs to Misao's rickety old car, it use to be her fathers, and they drove to the mall. Misao was an even worse driver than Kaoru, and that was saying something.

After outrunning the cops for the fourth time that day, the two friends arrived at the large mall. It was packed with shoppers and the large bags they were carrying. To start the hunt for decent clothes, Kaoru picked through all the consignment shops. (An: You can get the best stuff in those places.) After securing a few shirts, 3 pairs of jeans, and 2 long skirts she dragged Misao, who was eating Pocky, and took her to the 'Weird Shop.' That wasn't really its name, but it sold everything from clothes to life size models of your favorite actor. Kaoru went immediately to the back section which was filled with clothes.

"Misao, I need something to wear to a rock concert." Kaoru told her small friend with an exasperated grin.

"Better start with the Hooker-boots then." Her friend replied, nonchalant.

"WHAT!?" was the screamed reply.

"It's just an expression, geeze, they're these tall boots. I have dubbed them Hooker-boots." (An: 'Hooker-boots' is my word©) was Misao's reply. She picked up a pair of boots with buckles and chains on them and pointed.

Kaoru nodded in semi-understanding and went to pick through the shoes. She found a nice pair of high-heeled boots and some fishnet stockings. After poking around the odd clothes and mannequins with whips, she found a bright red halter top, a leather mini-skirt, and a satanic cross on a chain.

"I'm gonna scare him out of his wits!" She told her friend with an evil little grin while buying her items.

"I assume he would expect you to show up in a T-shirt and jeans, right?" Misao asked.

Kaoru nodded in reply and was promptly dragged towards the weapon's store by a now revved up Misao. Something about shiny metal objects with sharp edges just made her hyperactive friend even more hyperactive.

She was about to protest before a really nice looking dagger caught her eye. It came in a plain black sheath and was the kind that could be attached to one's leg, a belt strap, or placed in a shoe. Kaoru was sure she almost began to drool on the floor of the shop. Reaching out her hand slowly, she picked up the dagger and found that it was just the right weight and size to fit neatly in the palm of her hand. She had to have it.

Misao looked quizzically at Kaoru who was stroking her new purchase with an evil little grin on her face.

"What'd you buy that for?" she asked, confusion evident. "You're not the type to use a dagger to fight, you're all about swords."

"That's true, Misao, but you can't bring a sword in half the places you can bring a dagger." She paused. "Plus, I'm going to a concert and I may have to defend myself."

"True, very true." Misao replied, understanding finally. "You'd better get back home. It's 7:00 pm already and the concert starts at nine. Plus, Aioshi and I have a date."

When she said Aioshi, her eyes got all sparkly and she had a sort of angelic grin on her face. Kaoru backed away slowly, her little friend was always scary when she mentioned the name of her obsession. Then Misao did something she had never done before, she fainted.

Kaoru sweat dropped and dragged her friend off to the car. "Talk about obsession, geeze!" Misao woke up when Kaoru accidentally bashed her head against a light pole in the parking lot. She bounced up, even happier than ever. After finally securing Misao in the car, Kaoru had to repeatedly stop her from ranting non-stop about her 'Aioshi-sama' so she wouldn't faint while driving. After all, there was nothing to bash her over the head with in the car.

After Kaoru braved the staircase up all 7 floors with her bags, she immediately went inside the apartment and put everything she was going to wear on the bed, this contained her newly bought dagger. Noticing the closet doors were still open, she threw back in everything Misao had thrown out, shut the doors, and gave a little shiver. Why her Battousai had any need for Swedish clogs was beyond her.

She walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. A long shower was in her future, she could tell. Yelping as the cold air hit her unclothed body, she leapt into the shower. The hot water did her muscles a world of good.

After scrubbing her hair and body with lavender soap, she grabbed a big fuzzy towel and wrapped around her body. Kaoru debated how to style her hair and in the end decided to leave it down. She put on the red halter top and secured it around her neck, and then put on the fishnet and the black leather mini skirt. She attached her dagger to her thigh just incase she needed it, after all, anything was possible.

As she was walking out the door, she spotted his car keys on the note he had left her. It seemed as if he had gotten his car back after all.

"I guess he finally trusts me with his baby." She mused aloud with a smile, quite happy that she didn't have to walk for once.

After trudging down 7 flights of stairs in high-heels, she made it to the parking lot where she spotted his car. It looked like it had been washed and was even shinier and nicer than before, if possible. She unlocked the door, got in, and re-adjusted all the settings to fit her. Kaoru opened the sun roof and turned on some good old American rock, the Rolling Stones, to be precise. (An: They're an awesome band!)

She cranked up the car and she was off, speeding down the streets and dodging cars, shops, and the unwary pedestrian. Kaoru made it to the club a few minutes later. Amazingly, she had not crashed or killed anyone.

It was then that Kaoru had a chance to take a good luck at The Akebeko. It was huge, looking more like a stadium than a club. Bright lights stationed around the large building pierced through the night.

She was going to go in the front door, but after realizing that she'd never find Battousai that way, she headed for the back entrance. It had the words 'Authorized personal only' written on it, so naturally she tried the door. Thankfully it was open, Kaoru was afraid that she might have had to kick it open.

'I don't have a backstage pass, so I guess I'll just try not to run into anyone I don't want to deal with.'

After walking through the door, she found that she was in a long grey hallway with a lot of connecting doors. She tried them and found a good number to be locked. The door at the end of the hall opened and revealed what looked like backstage in a theatre only bigger and with more lighting equipment and people.

Unfortunately for Kaoru, she stood out in the crowed of stage-hands. She also received a good many cat calls, wolf whistles, and hungry looks. She just ignored them all. This place was a maze. She was completely lost and had no clue where to start looking for Battousai.

Spotting a female stage-hand she asked for directions. The lady looked thrilled and said, "Oh, you must be President of the fan club, the band is in here." The lady pushed Kaoru into a room that looked like a large lounge.

Kaoru gave a loud sigh. "Great, another place to search!" she all but cried, poking around the large room for connecting doors.

A loud wolf-whistle caught her attention. 'This is the last thing I need.' She thought angrily. 'I hate it when people hit on me.' Kaoru tuned slowly in the directions of the person who had whistled. It was a man. He looked to be about 24 or so and he was quite good-looking. He was tall, 6'1 maybe, with shoulder length black hair. He was lean and wearing tight clothing that revealed he must work out. He had strikingly beautiful yellow- green eyes.

From the moment she saw him, Kaoru could tell what kind of person he was. This man thought he was god's gift to women, and people fawned over him often. 'Well, this will the first time he's denied.' She thought with a grin evident on her face.

That was when Kaoru noticed the two men behind the first person. One was rather small, with sandy-blonde hair. He had big blue eyes and was just completely adorable. He looked like he was trying to get the other man to stop flirting. The last man was tall too. He looked to be about 5'10 and was also lean and well built. For some odd reason, he reminded her of a cat. His eyes were green, and so was his hair. He wore small glasses and his hair was kept in a tidy braid.

That was when the taller man spoke. "Hey girlie, you looking for someone?"

She gave him an evil little glare. "Yes, I am in fact looking for someone."

"Look no further. I am here and you can have me." He advanced on her, causing her to step back against the wall. "You're beautiful girlie, what's your name?"

'Why not play along.' She thought. 'If he tries anything, I'll stab him.' She gave him a smile. "My name is Kaoru."

The man put his arm to the side of her head, blocking her escape. Kaoru reached her hand down to her leg and clutched the dagger in her hand, ready to strike.

All the while, Battousai had been watching from the shadows. Originally he was going to kill Marron for trying to hit on his girl, but it was funnier to see him beat up by someone a foot shorter than him. Then he saw Marron's other hand move to grope her. 'Well, this stops now then.' He thought and slinked out of the shadows. "Marron, don't you dare touch her." He said, voice icy and filled with a hint of possession. (An: Marron's name is stolen from Sorcerer Hunters, Marron Glace)

"Aw, Battousai, you're no fun." Marron obviously didn't like this idea and refused to move away. (An: His friends know about the reincarnation thing so they call him Battousai)

"It's not suppose to be fun. I was just saving your ass from getting hurt." He indicated the dagger in Kaoru's hand. She slipped it back into the strap on her thigh. Marron gulped.

"No one can withstand my charms though. And I saw her first, don't get so grumpy."

Kaoru finally took this chance to speak up. "So, your name is Marron, is it not?" he nodded. "Marron, you're an idiot. Battousai saw me a whole lot sooner than you ever did. And I suggest you back away before you piss him off too."

Right on cue, Battousai slinked forward, pulled Marron off of Kaoru, and wrapped his arms around her stomach lovingly. "Didn't I mention to you that my girlfriend was coming?"

Marron nodded, looking a bit put out. "But man, she looks like she's still in high school. I thought she was from our fanclub."

Kaoru looked at him quizzically. "It's true, I'm the captain of the Battousai fan club. And I am still in high school, he's my teacher." She indicated the red haired man behind her.

"Damn, now I want to be a teacher! I need a girlfriend." Marron was whining now. Kaoru stood on her tip-toes and patted him on the head whole giving him a 'Maybe some day' look.

The blonde haired boy spoke up, "I'm Tohru, pleased to meet you." (An: Stolen from Fruits Basket, the name I mean) He had somehow managed to push Marron over so that Kaoru could see him. Tohru looked hyperactive, just like a male Misao. The thought made Kaoru shudder.

The other man stepped forward. "Forgive my friends. They are incredibly deranged. I'm Gurin, by the way." This Gurin looked like the intellectual type. He also looked like he was the more normal one of them all. (An: Gurin means green in Japanese)

"Nice to meet you all." She said, and gave a formal bow.

Battousai burst out into hysterical laughter. "I've never seen you act so formal! It's sort of creepy."

She thwaped him lightly. The formal air had disappeared, everyone in the room seemed to revert back to their normal ways. Tohru started bouncing up and down. "Do you wanna see the rest of the studio? I play keyboard...do ya do ya do ya?"

"Calm yourself, oh hyperactive one!" Gurin shouted and lightly smacked the bouncing man on the head. Tohru slapped back, and soon they were engaged in a slapping fight.

Marron was checking out Kaoru again. She was thinking that maybe the clothing she was wearing was not the best idea. It was about then when Battousai finally came to his senses and actually gave Kaoru a good look over.

His draw dropped two feet at least. "Dear Kami." He breathed, his voice low. "You look," he fumbled for words, a first for him. "Stunning, absolutely drop dead sexy. Man I'm lucky."

She tweaked his nose. "Damn right you are."

"I don't know if I should let you outside my apartment dressed like that. After all, you could attract unwanted attention."

Kaoru blinked and drew her dagger. "If I do, I'll stab them."

Marron gulped. "Ya wanna put that away. It still gives me the creeps."

Batousai gave a sadistic grin. "That's what you get for hitting on my girl."

"And Marron, considering what happened to the last guys who messed with me, you should be happy you got off so easily." She told him flatly.

Battousai butted in. "But that was a different situation entirely. They wanted to kill you."

"Yeah, but your buddy wanted to feel me up." She replied.

Marron gave a sweatdrop and coughed loudly. "I'm going to regret asking, but what happened to those guys?"

"Have you ever seen Battousai really angry, no not just mad, but pissed to the point of homicidal rage?" Kaoru asked him.

Marron nodded. "Yeah, there was this one time he completely lost control when he met—"he was sharply cut off by Battousai.

"When I got kicked out of my house, I was pretty ticked." He gave Marron a 'shut up now' look that wasn't lost on Kaoru.

'Someone has a secret, and by the looks of it a rather large one. If his closet wasn't so damn messy I might have found those skeletons.' She stored the question away to ask later. "So why did you get kicked out, did you do what I did?"

All four boys in the room blushed bright red and looked embarrassed. "I'm not telling her THAT story." Tohru said, giving a shudder.

"Am I missing something here?" she asked, now very interested.

Gurin spoke up. "Well, we were having a party at Battousai's house to celebrate the 2 year anniversary of our band. We were all about 18 then. He got drunk." He said, pointing at Battousai who looked like he wanted to sink into the ground.

"So?" Kaoru asked. "That's not that bad."

Marron gave her a 'that's what you think' look. "When he gets drunk, he kisses everyone." (An: Idea stolen from Hana Kimi)

She broke out into hysterical laughter. "Remind me to get you drunk, Battousai." She managed to gasp out between breaths. "So what happened then."

Battousai finally spoke up. "My dad walked in, thought I was gay, and kicked us all out."

"Did you explain to him you're straight?" she asked, trying not to burst out into giggles again.

Now Tohru spoke up, not very loudly, mind you, he looked scarred for life. "No, the drunk idiot only made it worse by kissing his father."

"Dad was a businessman, and he couldn't have anything that would hurt his appearance, so he gave me some money and sent me away."

Gurin popped in. "Kaoru, if you don't want to miss the show, I suggest you get to your seat. We'll be starting soon. There are a few bands before us, but I doubt you want to miss those either."

She nodded in understanding and gave Battousai a hug. "I'll see you on stage then." Kaoru spent another 10 minutes looking for a way to get into the club. Once out of the backstage area, she had a chance to look around the place. It was large and dimly lit. There were some tables in the back for sitting, but there was also a large dance floor.

She did the Mr. Burns 'excellent' when she saw the dance floor. "I've been wanting to go dancing again for a while." Kaoru knew that Battousai's band wouldn't be up for a while, but that wouldn't stop her from having fun with the other music.

The first band played two songs. Both were techno. (An: Say 'Hell no' to techno! Actually, I like Techno.) Even if this wasn't her favorite type of music, it did have a good beat to dance too. It allowed her time to work on the more 'break dace' type of moves she had.

The next band was one she really liked. They played one song, though it was very long. The song was a bit of rock mixed with some classic Japanese and India. As a small girl, Kaoru had taken dance class on the formal Japanese dances of the Samurai eras. She had retained a good deal of skill from these lessons and was able to twist and contort her body into strange shapes while still looking graceful.

From the land of backstage, Battousai was watching her, as was Gurin, Marron, and Tohru; all of them looked quite stunned. No one knew she could dance like that.

"Damnit, man, you never said she was a good dancer." Marron murmured, as they were preparing to get on stage.

"I knew she could dance well to clubbing music, but this is different." He took a deep breath. She could express herself with her body so well, so gracefully. It was almost as if she was a different person from the bad mouthed klutz that he knew. She turned her head in their direction and he was stunned to see how bright her eyes were, just how they looked when she was fighting. It was odd, though, that a fighter could be so calm, so perfect.

Kaoru didn't know she had an audience backstage. She reached her hands to the sky and twined them down to her chest. Her motions were as fluid as water. She floated and slid between the other dancers, who were acting as if was clubbing music. Hell, she had even caught the eye of the lead singer of the band on stage. He gave her a smile as he finished up his number and gave a deep bow to the audience.

The odd man came out into the once dancing crowd. "I saw you dancing from the stage, you're very good."

"Thank you." She said, beaming at him. "I haven't practiced in forever though."

"Well, it doesn't show a bit—." He was cut off by a few screams of terror when the lights suddenly went out.

In the darkness, Kaoru heard a voice that she recognized. "One, two, three, four."

The lights on stage went up full blast as Battousai struck the first chord. He was clad in tight black leather pants. She almost wished he hadn't worn them. One because she got a nosebleed, two because the other girls were getting nosebleeds. He wore a white button up collared shirt what wasn't buttoned up, showing that he was quite an athlete. That wasn't as shocking as seeing him with blazing amber eyes since he usually veiled them in public. Another shocker was that she could feel his ki. Usually she couldn't because she wasn't trained that way, but when he was angry, or just in his element, which appeared to be sword fighting and singing. The rest of the band was clad in black mostly as well, Tohru was on keyboard, Marron on Drums, and Gurin on Bass. It was a mind-blowing scene.

The man beside Kaoru whistled. "Woah, that singer is certainly a looker, isn't he? He looks quite exotic. I wonder if that is his real hair and eye color."

Kaoru's face split into a grin. "Actually, that is how he looks naturally. But Sensei was always a looker."

"He's your teacher? You still in high school then?"

Kaoru nodded. "Hey, you want to dance?"

The man paled. "Um, I'm sorta taken, um but um."

She smacked him playfully. "I said dance not date. I'd look stupid if I was dancing all alone. And I'd rather dance with someone who wont feel me up than someone who would. Plus," she paused and pointed at the stage. "He'd kill you for trying."

The man just laughed. "Yeah, my boyfriend would try to kill me too."

They moved out onto the dance floor as Battousai the manslayer began to sing.

Look at the stars

Look how they shine for you

And everything you do

Yeah, they were all yellow

I came along

I wrote a song for you

And all the things you do

And it was called "Yellow."

His voice was deeper than in real life, richer, smoother, like honey. The lyrics dripped from his lips like blood. He sang like an angel, a fallen angel.

So then I took my turn

Oh what a thing to have done

And it was all "Yellow."

Your skin

Oh yeah, your skin and bones

Turn into something beautiful

You know, you know I love you so

You know I love you so

The beat of this song was slower than the others, but it had more emotion. She moved her body to the beat, always watching his face. It was a mask of emotion. He was happy to be on stage, he liked singing. Between lyrics he scanned the dancers and saw her. His face brightened up and he gave her a wink. Some of the girls around her glared but she didn't care. Because she knew it was for her.

I swam across

I jumped across for you

Oh what a thing to do

'Cause you were all "Yellow,"

I drew a line

I drew a line for you

Oh what a thing to do

And it was all "Yellow."

She smiled back at him, radiating happiness. The strange man was dancing beside her. He leaned over and whispered into her ear. "That man of yours has an aura around him, can you feel it?"

She nodded. Of course, if she could feel his ki, the other could to. That might be why everyone was so engrossed in his performance, or it could be because he was an awesome singer.

Your skin

Oh yeah your skin and bones

Turn into something beautiful

And you know for you

I'd bleed myself dry for you

I'd bleed myself dry

It's true, look how they shine for you

Look how they shine for you

He had chosen such an odd song, but it carried feeling with it. She could hear him whispering in her mind, 'You're the only one for me.' This is why she had fallen for him, he had a cynical attitude about life, but he could be so happy. He could always reassure her things would be alright in the end. He was singing this song for her, and she was the happiest girl alive.

She had come such a long way in such a short amount of time. She use to be lonely, you know the 'They say we're lonely when we're really alone.' concept. She was loved though, by the most dangerous man in the world, and she loved every minute of it.

Look how they shine for

Look how they shine for you

Look how they shine for you

Look how they shine

Look at the stars

Look how they shine for you

And all the things that you do

As the song ended, Kaoru slowed down her dancing until she rested in a standing position. "I had fun dancing with you..." she fumbled for a moment, "What is your name?"

He smiled. "Twas a pleasure. My name is Severa, Severa Netestil©. Your name is?" (An: Severa Netestil is my original character copyrighted to me, even though he's OOC here.)

"Kaoru Kamiya." She told him, shaking his hand.

Battousai's act had ended, and he jumped off the stage onto the dancing floor, his black boots clanking on the floor. He stalked over to where Kaoru was and pounced on her. He wrapped his arms around her and tried to nibble her ear a bit.

Kaoru swatted him away. "This brute is Kenshin Himura." She turned to the man behind her, "This is Severa Netestil, he's also a singer."

Severa looked him over and smiled a bit. "So you're the famous Kenshin Himura. Your name is known well on and off the kendo courts."

"You take kendo?" Kaoru asked. She thought that they way he moved looked familiar. It was a gait only a relatively good kendo student had.

"Yes I do, and your friend here is known quite well in the kendo community. I will look forward to seeing you both at the competition, but I must bid you adeau because my band mates will kill me if I'm late." He waved and walked away, jogging to catch up to a messy haired boy.

"Weird guy, huh?" Battousai asked with a sly grin.

"Yuppers, but we'll be seeing him soon, right?" she replied.

They walked to where Kaoru had parked the car and both got it. It was about 12:00 and was quite late. She gave a loud yawn. It was time to go home. She smiled, happy that she finally regarded her little apartment with Battousai as home.

They reached the apartment in no time. And as Battousai was turning out the lights, she remembered that she needed to ask him about that secret.

"Battousai?"

"Yeah?"

She fumbled for words. "You seemed like you had a secret earlier, because you cut Marron off when I asked about you getting really mad, are you going to tell me?" she was really interested, they had a sort of 'no secrets' rule going.

He gave a sigh, sat up, and turned on the light. "Well I guess it was coming out sooner or later." He gave a sigh. "How do I explain?"

YAY! Uber long chapter! My computer deleted all the emails that I had kept so I don't have your personal replies for once! WAAAAAH! I'm SO sorry, I feel bad about it!

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