"I'm rather disappointed in you, Adven." Sakura solemnly noted. The cool air of the night causing breaths to show. "You ruined the whole dinner."

"I know I did." Adven quickly chirped in. His face flustered to the max. "I didn't mean to knock that waiter into the next table where he would catch on fire and then someone would try to put him out and, and, and they missed and a woman got wet and then that woman struck back, and then how everything got out of control." He defended himself in his nervous rush.

"Wherever you go you bring mayhem along with you." She sighs.

"Only when you're with me." He sighs as well.

Her brow rises. "What's that mean?"

"Nothing." Aside from the fact he's hopelessly in love with the woman he is talking to and he will never tell her. Her love was Jet Enduro, someone Adven has never been fond of, and when he will meet Jet again he will beat Jet up and steal her love from him. Or…she will fight Virginia for some unexplained reason as well. "Did you finish your article for this week?" Adven shifts his attention to her career as a reporter. Something that she is becoming well-known for as the best in her field.

They continue down the dark street of the town for a little longer. The paths empty and without others. No lights on around them. The homes probably vacant. "Well, yes, don't I always finish it quickly?"

"Uh…yeah, I guess."

"Well, I-" An assault of bullets interrupts her as Adven grabs her and maneuvers them around the multiple shots fired from the semi-automatic ARM. "Adven, I-"

He turns his attention to the man in the open. His ARM lowered. "So be it. Live your precious more days, Sakura Ryokai. I am the best at what I do. I never fail." The man returned to the dark long before the two could get a better glance at him.

"Are you okay?" Adven finally questioned as he let her go and lost his serious face for a nervous one. His hands were shaking, but not because of the man.

"I…know who that was." She trembles. "I've seen him and heard him once before."

"Sakura?"

"That was Grant Dijon. He works for that rival newspaper and was quiet possibly regarded as the best until…until I came along."

"What should we do then?"

"We can't wait for him to come back. We will have to go to him." She defiantly remarks. "I'm a reporter now. Finding people's whereabouts should be rather easy." Her neutral, shocked mask began to crack and fall. A lone tear began.

"Sakura?" He looked to her face in worry.

"Adven…I would have died if you hadn't saved me." She choked. "Thank you."

He blinks. "It was not a problem. That's what I'm here for."

She wiped her tears on her long sleeved shirt. "I should be stronger than this."

"You should go home. It's best to rest after things like this." Adven replied with a stronger mask on than his real nature. "Tomorrow we'll worry about stuff like that."

She nods. "Right."

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I should also say that while this is a side-story it is also a story that could be considered an alternate ending to the original NDS. I'll try my best to recall how I wrote the other NDS chapter. I have this feeling I at least have to get to the Dex Arc in NDS for this story to work.

One more chapter?