Aya was about to step out of the house when he heard Akabane speaking behind him. "What's this? A lover's fight?"
The assassin looked over his shoulder and spoke. "Leave me alone you freak. And that bastard isn't my lover." With that, he exited the motel and headed onto the streets.
Outside, Aya kept his pacing rather fast with his hands slipped in his pockets and walking blindly. After a short walk, he found himself at a rather large park. The lamps started to shine one after another. The redhead looked into the watch on his right hand. "It's seven already?" He asked himself.
He stuffed his hand back into his pocket and walked to an empty bench. Once settled in a comfortable cross-legged position, he started thinking about how he even let himself get into such mess.
It started when Hevn had this large van to bring them to the motel. She said the mission was not confirmed and anyone could back out of it. No one did so anyway, so she just said that this was a dangerous mission. As they know, the Getbackers do not do execution as part of their job, so she found Kritiker and hired Weiss to fully complete the job.
The information of the assassin's targets are still under analysis and for the Getbackers, the item to retrieve has to be identified. The rough explanation is about a (typical) mad scientist creating an unknown object. The mission is to kill the scientist and retrieve the item he made.
Aya sighed. The mission takes place in a place called Mugenjou, in which he suspects the non-Weiss are rather clear about. He took note of Ginji, Kazuki and Shido's odd expression when Hevn told them they had to go to Mugenjou.
Mugenjou… What kind of place is that? In the middle of Tokyo. He heard from Manx that it was a place with no rules, so any murder would be unnoticed. He shrugged to himself, thinking that it would be mostly impossible to have such a world in Weiss's area. If that was ever possible, Takatori Reiji would be dead right after the accident.
Many memories shot through him once he thought of Takatori. His comatose sister. She awoke after the battle at the dome. Aya-chan was acting weird though. She would stare blankly in space for several minutes without blinking and would cackle all of a sudden. Aya shook his head and tried forgetting whatever happened later.
"You're here? What a dumb place to be", he heard. He shifted his head to the direction of the speaker. From the direction of the setting sun, Ban approached Aya.
"What do you want now?" Aya snarled.
"Like I want anything from you. Ginji told me to come get you, and if I don't he'll keep zapping me while your kiddy friend starts doing odd acupuncture on me. So come on! I want to go back. Outside's cold y'know." Ban dug into his pocket in search of a cigarette. Aya watched him in silence as he lit up the tip and kept the lighter. "Are you coming or not?"
Aya looked down onto the ground and continued keeping silent. "What is it with you? One minute you're yelling and in another minute you keep quite like a mute dog."
"That's because I find it meaningless to fight with a dope like you."
"You're asking for it buster", Ban growled and tossed away the half-burnt cigarette and went up to Aya. Oblivious, Aya just watched and waited to see what he does. Expecting a blow, Aya shut his eyes and steadied himself.
To his surprise, nothing hit or even touched him. Slowly, he opened his eyes and found himself face to face with Ban. He had both hands on either side of Aya and was leaning in very close. Close enough that Aya could catch whiffs or the cigarette smoke mixed with alcohol.
"What are you planning to do?" Aya asked, keeping his position in the cross-legged and cross-armed. Ban smirked back at him and shifted away from the cold person.
"Ch, you aren't any fun. Most people would get rather nervous when they found someone leaning so close. I guess you're going to be a hard ice to melt."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Aya barked, getting up from his seat. Ban simply continued walking away from him. The assassin went after the Getbacker, only to get knocked into a shadow that crossed him path.
He made a rather loud yelp that attracted Ban's attention back to the person who followed. Aya was on the ground and on top of him was a chocolate-hair colored young boy in a messy state. Ban went up to them as Aya felt the pulse of the fallen boy.
"He's still alive; we'd better get him back home."