Hi people! Sorry this chap took so long to put up. Life's been incredibly stressful. And I'm not kidding.

The basketball season just ended last Monday and I'd had practice almost every night and somehow still needed to incorporate my Japanese classes on Tuesdays, which I'm still taking, not to mention the Honor Society meetings that pop up out of no where. Moreover, my honor's english projects were due and I'd been racing to get them done, the Honor Society induction ceremony was the 26th of February, and I had a basketball game the same night. Also, the trimester's ending and I was overloaded with math redos seeing as if I didn't redo them I'd have been failing math and would have got kicked off the basketball team and the honor society. Also, I just turned in my social studies project yesterday, which I left till the last minute to finish, and I was really nervous about making the presentation. And on top of that, I still have to deal with the normal amount of homework and social life and still incorporate bits free time, which have been few and far between lately. Gasps for breath

And yeah, that's about it. But since it's Saturday, and it's the beginning of Spring Break, and most of the stuff stated above is done and over with, I thought I might as well finish this up.

The streets of Tokyo were busy that morning, with people bustling about doing their daily chores. Children were dragged through the street by their mothers, who were as nervous and stressed as the day was long. Teenagers were making their way to the food courts and leaned against shop walls, loitering meaningless. Several nicely dressed men did their best to get through the crowd, nervously looking at their watch from time to time. After all, not everyone had Saturday off. As a result of all the people, there was barely a spare inch of sidewalk to stand on, let alone walk. Basically, it was a thick forest of people. And how do you get through a forest? You plow through it.

"MOVE IT! COMING THROUGH! WATCH IT KID!" a voice echoed briefly, for it was soon drowned out by surprised yells and aggravated expletives. The source of the voice had gone from the crowd as quickly as it had come, leaving only plowed over citizens in its wake. As one could guess, Ryo was on the move.

'Why?' he thought, swinging around a corner and nearly crashing into an open car door. 'Why'd this have to happen when I was gone?!? Hell, why'd it have to happen at all!?!" Suddenly, Ryo's foot caught on the sidewalk and sent him tumbling. With a thud and a yell, he crashed onto the cold, hard concrete, pain shooting up the bridge of his nose. Quickly, he push himself up, only to find the sidewalk stained with several drops of blood. When several more droplets of red showed up, Ryo became sure that it was his own. Carelessly, he wiped his sleeve across his face, smearing blood up along his cheek and above his eye. Nevertheless, blood still continued to flow down his face, making him look rather gruesome. Anyone standing about at the time could have confirmed that for you. However, Ryo couldn't care less, which became apparent when he took off running again.

'Don't you dare die on me Rika.' Thought Ryo, and he knocked over a woman with a large bag of groceries in her hand. 'You're too tough for that!!!'

At the hospital, Henry sat in the waiting room, his head in one hand and his elbow against his knee, listening to the commotion of the infirmary. He could hear phones ringing, a doctor shouting for a nurse, a stretcher rolling by with various doctors and nurses yelling out information about the patient, newborns crying, grown men crying, and various other things you usually hear in a hospital. However, neither he nor any of the others had heard any news about Rika.

He looked out the window and watched the streets of Tokyo. The sun was about halfway through its slow ascend into the sky, which was completely clear of clouds. How could it be so nice outside today of all days? It was supposed to be dreary and miserable, Henry thought. He looked down below and watched all the smiling people moving throughout the streets. He watched a biker go by and saw a group of girls laughing, obviously glad not be in school. Sure, there were some busy looking people, but Henry didn't notice them. He only saw the people who seemed to be so carefree. He sighed deeply. What he wouldn't give to be one of those people right now.

Slowly, his thoughts began to drift, and all the sounds that only minutes ago had been engulfing him disappeared completely. What if he'd gotten to Rika sooner? What if he'd left the house just a little bit earlier? What if he'd been able to save her? What if?

Behind him, the elevator door pinged, but he couldn't hear it. Nor did he hear a woman scream, "Oh my God! Boy, you're bleeding!" Since he didn't hear either of these, it's not surprising that he couldn't someone calling his name.

Then, Henry was jolted back into the real world when a pair of hands grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around. It took Henry a bit to register what was in front of him, but when he did he couldn't help but jump backwards in shock. In front of him stood an anxious, bloody Ryo. "Ryo?!" exclaimed Henry, shock written all over his face. "What happ-?"

"WHERE'S RIKA?!?!" screamed Ryo, grabbing Henry's shoulders and looking him right in the eye. He obviously was more in the mood to ask questions rather than answer them. "WHERE IS SHE?"

Sorry if I disappointed you guys this time. I keep you waiting for a chapter where almost nothing happens. I hope to do better next time. And yes, I'm still planning on doing alternate endings, if anyone cares. I just have to make the link between this bit and the ending. That shouldn't be too hard. Please R/R so that I know if I'm doing a good job or not. You want me to do a good job, don't you?