Downstairs, everyone was settled at the table eating Macdonald's. (Where did that come from?) Everyone was discussing about the bio scientist. All of them had rather weird suspicions on him. Weiss were thinking he was those type of crazy body dissector they had encountered before.

The others though, had doubts about that. "Here. You guys read this article we just received", Kazuki finished and passed these pages of newspaper to Omi sitting opposite him.

Omi read the paper quickly spoke out loud. "Whoa, the police found a dead body in a drain in a really bad state." He pointed to a picture of a fifty-year-old looking man, but below states that the man was only twenty-five. He shuddered at the picture and tossed to Yoji to the other end of the table.

Ken bent over Yoji to catch a glimpse of the photo and stuck his tongue out in disgust. "I'd rather not end up like that."

"That wasn't the only case. There were four other bodies found across Tokyo at different sewage tunnels. All were in their twenties, but end up looking like old men. Other than that six women were also found in the same state", Kazuki said, sipping his coffee slowly. Shido stuffed a piece of scrambled eggs and watched closely as Omi gave a small chunk of bread to a crow standing on his head

"It so happens that these drains lead out from Mugenjou…" Yoji paused. "Where's Mugenjou anyway?"

"That's in the middle of Tokyo. It's a place made out of useless buildings stacked on top of another", Ginji replied. He tilt his head to the side when he saw Ban coming down. "Ban-chan! How's the boy?"

"Fine, rascal's upstairs with redhead. So, where's my set?" Ban said while walking down the stairs. He reached over the table and grabbed a styrofoam cup filled with coffee and drank it when he heard a trotting sound coming from the stairs.

"Aya-chan, Are these your family?" Makoto asked softly as he came down the stairs, right hand locked onto Aya's bigger left one. Aya stayed silent as he brought Makoto down the stairs.

Why're they holding hands like that? They just met for crying out loud… Ban thought as he swallowed down the hot liquid. "Aya-chan… the look scary…" Makoto mumbled as he squeezed Aya's hand tighter.

The redhead kneeled down beside him and whispered something in his ear. A smile slowly grew and took over the scared look in Makoto's face. The kid then skipped down the dining and went up to introduce himself. "Hi! I'm Makoto. Seven-years-old!" He squeaked happily.

The rest stared at him at amazement. A minute ago he looked so scared, and after Aya told him something in secret he became so open. Confusion in the room was taken over by Ken's laughing. "Hey, Makoto! What did Aya tell you?"

Makoto grinned back at him and simply said "It's a secret. Aya told me Go say so." Behind Aya had a hand covering his face. Ken lifted a fine eyebrow back at him as he watched the kid giggling away and pulling Aya to the table.

"Ne, Aya-chan! Tell me who they are!" The boy cried while tugging along Aya's arm towards the table. Aya stared at him and grumbled.

"Ah, forget it kid. That guy won't speak unless you force him to", Ban teased, taking a drag from his cigarette. Aya glared death at the guy.

"You're that big meany from just now! You leave Aya-chan alone!" Makoto barked. Ban rolled his eyes and noticed everyone was staring at him this time.

"What? I didn't do anything!"

"Yes you did! I heard you bullying Aya-chan! Do that again and I'll hit you!" Aya flushed slightly and just looked away.

"Gutsy one aren't you? Alright! Bring it on!" Ban shouted, slamming down the cup on the table.

"Midou! Don't be ridiculous! You fighting a kid like him, we all know the results even before you start", Shido said in his cold and low voice. In the kitchen, Yoji and Ginji were helping Kazuki in cleaning up the dishes.

"Don't cut in monkey player. This isn't any of your business!" So in the end, Ban and Shido are the ones fighting.

Aya took an empty seat beside Omi and buried his face in his hands. Omi noticed this and got a little worried. "Aya-kun? Are you okay? You look rather pale… Is it your fever again?"

Aya's face slowly rose from his palms and forced himself to speak normally. "It's ok. I'm fine." Omi knew he was lying, and placed his hand on his leader's forehead.

"Aya-kun! You're really burning up!" Omi said worriedly. Aya just shook his head as he started to breathe rather hard. The fight between the two spike heads ceased when they heard Omi. "Come on! We've got to bring you to the doctor!"

Aya refused and chocked several times as he told Omi that he would just rest and that it was not a serious thing. Omi knew he could not force him to do anything, so he ordered Ken to get the thermometer he bought on the first occasion when Aya fainted. Ken darted up the stairs to the third floor in search of the thermometer.

"Someone carry Aya to the couch, I don't think he can walk by himself", Omi said out loud. "Shido-san, maybe you should go find the medicine in the fridge and Ban-san, you can help me carry Aya to the couch."

"No way in hell will I do that." Omi gave a rather fierce glare at him and he hissed. "Damn you." One arm went under Aya's knee while the other went behind the shoulder. Aya tried protesting, but he was too weak for some reason to make any noise. To Ban' surprise, Aya was lighter than what he thought he would be. Easily lifting off the chair, he went to the couch and placed the panting redhead on the red couch.

"Omi! Catch!" Ken yelled from the top of the steps. In a second, Omi had the thermometer in his hands.

After taking the temperature, Omi was shocked at the degree Aya was at. "Oh my god, Aya, we have got to send you to the hospital!"

"What? Let me see that!" Ban snatched the thermometer to see it showing 40.2 degrees Celsius. "How the hell did you hit that high? You fine a short time ago!"

If Aya could move, he would be beating the crap out of Ban by now. His head was starting to spin as muffled voices clouded his head. He grit hid teeth tightly as a headache started to form. He finally succumbed to the darkness when Omi was about the give him the medication.