A/N

Rose: shifty eyes sneaks in Look, don't kill me, I had an urge to write something of a chapter at 2am on my last day of freedom before going back to the torture hell hole, also known to the common folk as school.

Saikyou: Took you long enough you lazy son of a-

Rose: Anyway... Gomen bows But I shall try my hardest and write... Seeing as I lost what I already wrote of the 3rd chapter... ;

Saikyou: Moron... ¬¬

Rose: sigh Anywho... On with the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the G-Boys, nor any of other the original characters of plot line. sob But, I do own everything else, so meh.

Rose speaking to the reading: Bold

A Tale of a Dark Angel

by Nobara Kiyoi Mitsukai

Chapter Three: Uncalculated Misfortunes

Oh yes.. I remember what happened clearly after I got into that car... Some might find it amusing, some might find it hilarious, but I swear to kami, it's all true!

-Five Hours Later-

"I cannot believe this is happening..." she mumbled in disbelief as she stood in the middle of no where with nothing but her laptop and her bag. They had stopped the car for a rest stop all of a sudden and told her to go to the washroom as if she were a little child, well... She was a child, but they acted as if she were three of four.

Sighing in utter annoyance, she rubbed her temples as dropped down onto the floor next to her bag. They had ditched her. Yes, the men whom were supposed to take her to Dr. J had left her at the abandoned rest stop with only her few simple belongings. Wasn't that kind of them?

Yeah... She thought so too.

"Let's see, what are my choices..?" turning by using her hands, she laid down on the ground, using her bag to rest her head on it as to not dirty her hair. "Well, I could always start walking back to where Sally is, of course I might literally become just a roasted walking corpse by the time I get back to her, or the opposite, a frozen solid being..." Rose began to speak her options aloud as she stared at the sky. The sun had begun to rise just over half an hour ago, and at the moment, the sky looked quite spectacular. "I would contact Dr. J... If I could magically find somewhere to connect to the internet, even if only for a minute." the strawberry blond haired girl continued to ponder. She wasn't supposed to be stuck in situations like these, she was supposed to be training for battle with Dr. J so she could help save her home. Seriously, she was only ten.

"I could also just start walking, see if I find some sort of civilisation and sort things out... Ah hells, this suck." she finally snapped as she sat up and removed herself from the ground and brushed herself off. "God, I swear, some of the things I do in my life, you better have one damn of a party when I get up there." was the quick grumble as she picked up her bag, which her laptop had been placed inside while she was in the car and decided to take a nap. "Let's get a move on." she spoke to no one but herself and maybe a few bugs crawling around on the ground as she began to calmly walk in the direction they had been travelling in. Or hoped they had been travelling in as she was presumming from the tire tracks which indicated that they had stopped and then gone.

-Two hours later-

"Twenty-seven bottles of beer on the wall," the young girl sang to herself as loud as she could, as if she didn't have a care in the world. "Twenty-seven bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around, twenty-six bottles of beer on the wall!" laughing once more as she completed another verse, she look at the lizard which she had caught and dezided to name 'Mari-Bob-Katrina-Amber Alphonse-Christopher Jaccob the 5th'. Why the long and extremely stupid name? After walking in the morning sun for an hour and a half, alone, in a place you don't know and in the middle of no where, especially if you're just a ten year old child, you get bored. Very VERY bored, thus she caught the good sized green lizard who seemed to have no idea what on earth was going on and just stayed very still, as if it were scared for its life.

"Twenty-four bottles of beer on the wall, twent-four bottles of beer, take one down, pass it around..." Rose began to slow down as she heard a familiar sound heading from behind her. Turning on heal, she saw something that would save her sanity. "Twenty-three... bottles-of... beer on the wall..." finally coming to a stop, she, in a flash, held out her hand in a thumbs 'up' position and made a certain motion with her arm.

Yes, she was attempting to see if this person would allow her to hitchhike with them, what did she have to loose?

"Come on come on come on come on come on come on..." the short haired girl whispered hurridly and continuesly through her teeth as she watched the vehical approach, get closer, pass her, and keep moving. She sighed in defeat. Yup, she was doomed to an enternal life of being stuck here with her trusty new companion, Mari-Bob-Katrina-Amber.

But, when she heard the pickup truck slow to a stop, her head looked up, it was waiting for her.

So as quickly as she could, she jogged over to the truck and stood beside the passenger seat window which was being opened.

"'Ya goin' anywhere liddle Missy?" the man questioned her as she nodded quickly, not sure what to answer. "Well then, why don' 'ya jus' hop on in and good 'ol Johnny Cost will take 'ya to where 'ya wanna be, alrigh' liddle Missy?" he leant across the seat and popped open the door for her to get into the truck, which she kindly took. It wasn't long until they were off, she closed the window for the air conditioning, which didn't work very well but was better than nothing, to cool her down slowly.

"Thanks Mister, I thought I was going to die out there." she chuckled to the man who nodded and smiled in response.

"No need ta' thank me liddle Missy, jus' playin' my part as a kind man like I am." nodding slowly, more rocking back and forth, he continued to drive steady, the speed of the vehical picking up, but she didn't see to notice. "So liddle Missy, do 'ya have a name? I'm known as Johnny Cost, but most 'em people in town jus' call me Johnny or John." She glanced over to him, inspecting him.

He didn't seem to be very rich, nor very poor, just a humble man who worked for a living and liked to help people. He was wearing a simple pair of roughed up worn out jeans and a old looking baggy green shirt that looked like it could have originally been forest green, but faded in time by the sun. His truck wasn't too shabby, something that was acceptable, nothing like her parents jeep though, nor those other guys, but hey, who was she to complain.

And anyway, she got to try out her new name for the first time.

"I'm called Nobara Mi-" she caught herself suddenly and covered it with a cough. Remember, new name, use it or get screwed over in the end. "Sorry, as I was saying, Nobara Marisha-Ten."

"Well, dat' there is a very perdy name liddle Missy, I'll be a guessin' that 'ya ain' from around here liddle Middy." he nodded once more, and looked again as if her were rocking back and forth. "But what would'a liddle Missy like 'ya be doin' out ina place like here liddle Missy?"

"Er... I was..." she began to think of something up in her head the moment he asked. "Well, it's kinda embarrising..." Rose admitted, trying to make it appear she didn't want to talk about it, and prayed he caught what she meant.

"'O I see liddle Missy, somethin' went bad at 'ya home and 'ya run away, didn' 'ya?" the man, John, sounded so positive, what was she supposed to do, it was better than the long excuses she was making up, so why not?

"Yeah, that's it Mr. Cost." she nodded, trying to sound shameful of herself. "But please Mr. Cost, don't take me back there, I need to get away and live my own life, if you know what I mean."

"Yup, I do liddle Missy, but 'ya do seem a liddle young 'ta be 'yas fathers bed mistress, but 'den 'gain... Things change alot in nowa day." that had completely shocked her as made her eyebrow twitch completely. He thought, she was... Just the thought of it was disturbing. This man, who she thought was nice, thought she was her Fathers... Mistress!

Just how many levels of wrong is that? Maybe it would have been better if she were walking.

You can imagine how... Shocked I was at hearing what was just suggested of my father and myself were doing... That. Of ALL things he could have said in the world 'got into a fight with your parents', 'got into trouble', 'didn't like your parents'... But no, he has to figure I'm my Fathers... Well... You know.

"But don' 'ya worry liddle Missy! Good 'ol Johnny will let 'ya stay with him. Yup, I'll let 'ya stay with me so 'den I can keep an eye on 'ya, jus for safety 'o course." this time when Johnny was nodding, he wasn't doing his normal 'rocking', which made her raise an eye brow slightly. But what made her raise an eye brow even more was that they were picking up more speed, as if there was a rush to get anywhere. "'O yea, liddle Missy, how 'ya goin' 'ta be repayin I for helpin' 'ya out here?"

"Uh... Repaying..?" Rose questioned, trying to look and sound as innocent as she could, while inside she began to panic. She had nothing to pay WITH, except her laptop, but that wasn't going anywhere. Neither was her gun. What on earth was she... 'Oh yes... The gun.' she thought as she suddenly remembered the weapon which her Mother hand entrusted her before she passed on. The thought of her Mother hurt her heart slightly, but, she pushed past it, seeing as she had bigger problems to deal with at the moment.

"Yea liddle Missy! 'Ya gotta be repayin I for helpin 'ya. Unless... 'Ya don' have any money, do 'ya?" her head shook quickly as she scratched the back of her head. "Well, 'ya can be repayin' Johnny in other ways I guess 'den."

"What... Other ways?" Rose asked as she crossed her fingers, hopping nothing more than helping around where ever he lived to fix up the place.

"'O, well since 'ya were 'ya fathers bed mistress, 'ya can be Johnny's now." he glanced towards her, catching her shocked expression on her face at the suggestion and took it in for fear of something else. "Don' 'ya worry liddle Missy, I ain' gonna be mean 'ta 'ya." that just made it even worse for the ten year old whose hand was groping for her bag on the floor. When she finally got a hold of it, her expression calmed, and he took it as she accepted his 'proposal', which spread a large grin across him face.

'Gun, gun, where is it!' was the frantic thought flying through her mind as she searched through the contents of her bag to find the piece of deadly metal. 'Oh god... I swear if he touches me, even my arm, I'm going to kill something. Which very may well be myself.' Her thoughts suddenly calmed when her fingers brushed against the object in which she searched for, and mentally sighed in relief of knowing she had it. But that didn't change the fact she wasn't out of the danger zone yet, and until she was, she was going to have to keep her guard up, and stay away from that guy until she had a plan. And man, was she praying for her brain so come up with one quick.

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The first thing she did when they arrived at John's house and after she was shown her new room, was change out of her dark blue jean shorts and and black tank top and into her only change of clothes. A pair of somewhat blaggy black cargo pants and a dark purple, light, long sleeved shirt. Then as calmly as she could as while he 'checked up on her to see if she needed anything', she placed her weapon, her gun, against her back so it was actually held up by her pants.

Now, all she had to do was to wait until nightfall. Which would probably be in an hour or two. She had accidentally dosed off while she was in the truck, which made to seem the ride was much shorter than the trip actually was, well, it would have been shorter if one of the tires didn't puncture, and that's when she fell alseep. But, she had an unknown guardian watch over her that woke her up while hissing at Johnny Cost was was attempting to 'wake her up' as he defended seeing as they had reached the destination, when it fact he was trying to touch her, where, she didn't want to think about it, but she really loved Mari-Bob-Katrina-Amber right now. She... Or He, was now her new best friend, companion and pet.

Well, Rose was standing staring out the window of 'her' room when she head that guy walking towards the door. Quickly diving onto the old looking single bed, she lay on her side, her face facing the wall and as her eyes closed to make her appear to be alseep, Johnny walked in. She head a disgruntled sigh and then the door closed slightly, but not completely, she had prayed she had exited, but no, the sound of his feet moving towards the bed on which she lay on filled her ears.

'Oh crap...' the short haired girl thought quickly as she felt and heard the man stop beside her on the side of the bed her back was facing. It was soon she felt a large hand stroking her hair slightly, she had to mentally force herself not to grab her gun and shoot the man strait off.

"Liddle Missy." he spoke in a lower voice than his regular, intending to wake her up, she she didn't budge. "I said liddle Missy, 'ya gotta wake up." but she still didn't 'awaken' from her sleep, making him grumble something under his breath which she didn't catch and leave the room. Rose didn't move for a few minutes, making sure that he didn't come back, which he did once, but then he never checked again.

"God forbid..." she began roughing her hair up with her left hand as if she was trying to get something that was invisable off her head. "I don't care anymore, I'm out of here." she grabbed her bag and carried it over her shoulder as she walked over to the window. Placing her hands on the windows ledge, she pulled up to raise it in order to get out, but, it didn't budge. She tred again, and again, and again, until she let out a low growl of annoyance and had to force herself not to kick the wall. The window and her escape root was locked, and she needed out, and that's what she was going to get.

Marching over to the door, she threw it open, causing enough noise to alert the man in the house to realise she was awake. She didn't really care any more as she headed towards the front door of the house, only to hear him behind her, but she kept moving.

"'Ey liddle Missy, where 'ya think 'ya goin?" he asked while placing a hand on her shoulder which she smacked off and kicked the door opened and exited. And the moment she set foot down onto the solid ground, she was off, running as fast as she could. Her action completely shocked the man who stood unaware of what was going on for a bit until it registered in his brain and he headed inside his house and quickly came back out with the keys to his truck a few minutes later.

"Liddle Missy! Get bac' here!" he shouted from his vehicle's window as he began to race after her with the large advantage.

'Just keep running!' the voice inside her head shouted at her quickly as she somehow began to speed up, even though she was already going her fastest, most likely out of fear of being caught. "He's here..." she skidded to a hault as the truck sped past her and made a sudden turn to block her path. Her hand suddenly reached for her gun which she pulled out from it's hidden place underneath her clothing and help it behind her back with her right hand while her left kept a firm grasp on her bag.

"Now now liddle Missy, that was uncall for, why don' 'ya jus' get bac' in ta' truck with me, an' I take 'ya bac'." It sounded more like a statement, rather, an order, than a question as he got out of his truck and slowly began to inch towards where she stood facing him.

"How about... No." the blue eyed girl said as she began to walk away by side stepping, keeping an eye on him was her biggest concern. "How about you let me go, or I leave you with a new hole in your body?" Rose suggested, keeping her gun still hidden as her eyes continued to watch the man. The expression on her face began to become more serious as he moved closer towards her and didn't answer. "Let me try again." and with that, she raised the gun and he froze on the spot. "You're letting me go, or you'll end up looking like swiss cheese."

"Now now liddle Missy, 'ya shoudn' be playin' with guns, it not very nice an' it dangerous. Why not give that there gun to Johnny Cost to keep so 'ya don' hurt yourself." once again, the scruffy looking man began to move forwards only to have a warning shot skim past his face, making him yell in shock and fright. He just stared at her as he began to drag himself back ward. "'Ya ain' no girl, 'ya be the devil." was his quick decleration as she just laughed.

"No..." she shook her head as she aimed at him again, the same cold look on her face as the last time she had handled her gun. "I'm Shini... Shinimegami." with a smirk on her lips, she fired a bullet at the man and he fell to the ground. She turned around and placed her gun underneath her clothing again as she began to walk away from the scene as the darkness of the night covered everything surrounding her.

It was only fifteen minutes later she realised what she had done and fell to the ground on her knees and vomitted whatever had been left in her stomach. She stood up, shaking slightly and began to continue until she just plainly collapsed as her world was consummed by darkness.

I had this thing about killing people or injuring people for that matter. I only really realised it later on, and just put up with my natural reaction to what I did, I couldn't control it or stop it, so I didn't bother trying to fight it like I would have normally done. I would have just been fighting a loosing battle.

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She grunted slightly as she began to wake up, but she realised something was different about her suroundings. It was quiet as before, but you could still hear things happening in the background of where ever she now was. And it was comfortable, she felt safe for once after the incident the other day.

"Wha... Where am I?" the questioned no one in particular, not expecting a response anyway as she began to open her eyes to reveal a dimly lit room.

"You're at my house my dear." an elderly voice softly replied to her as a gentle hand grabbed her own. Her head turned to see an old lady sitting beside her in a night gown. On her lap was a ball of yarn and what she was making with it, it looked like a scarf, but she really couldn't tell. "No no sweetheart, you stay where you are." the woman kindly said as she patted her shoulder.

"What happened? I thought I was outside...?" she was confused as she was when she had recieved her e-mail from Dr. J, not that she was going to admit it, but, that wasn't the point. "The last thing I remember was walking and then falling to my knees and well... Puking and then getting up and then everything turned black..."

"Ah, it sounds like you're just suffering from a little cold and you pushed yourself too hard my dear." the old woman smiled at her and nodded a bit. "Now, you stay here while I get you some orange juice." she slowly rose to her feet and went as quickly as she could out of the bedroom, leaving the girl alone in the room. Some unconciously was telling her she hadn't worry about being here, so she relaxed into the pillows before sitting up and leaning against the back of the bed. By looking around the room, she could tell that in this womans younger days, she was quite active in helping out. There were pictures of her and a man, whom she presummed to be her husband, when they were younger holding signs demanding something. She couldn't help but let out a light laugh, the nicest people always seemed to do the strangest things when they were younger.

"Oh good." the woman had returned with a glass of orange juice in her hand. "You got yourself sitting, I'm sorry that I couldn't help but these old bones aren't much help any more besides doing a few things." the gray haired woman sighed as she took her seat once more. "Here you go dear, drink up."

"Thank you..." the strawberry blond replied quietly as she took the glass and began to drink the juice befor turning to the woman. "Ma'am..." the elder lady looked up to her with a calm expression on her face. "You sound as though you are waiting of something... I don't mean to sound rude or to pry, but you sound lonely..." the woman just smiled and patted her hand.

"My dear, it seems you're much more mature than you appear to be, but..." she paused before sighing again. "You are right sweetheart. Since my husband past away last year, my son and his wife promised to come visit me with their child, but they never arrived yesterday and this old woman is starting to worry if they've forgotten about her..."

"I don't think so Ma'am, in truth, you can never forget about someone you love, ne?" smiling slightly, she finished the juice off and placed the glace down on the small table beside the bed as she turned to face the woman. "But, tell me about your son and her wife, tell me about it, please?" Rose smiled as she saw the woman thank her with her eyes for being kind, but, she liked this old lady. She was kind to her even though they had never met before. But, something was... Familiar about her...

"Well, they both met in university, my son was smart, very smart actually and the girl he fell in love with just happened to hate him because they were competing for the best in the year for graduation." the woman chuckled lightly. "But when graduation came, she was the better student, or so she thought, so as she was about to go rub it in his face, she heard her friends and his friends talking about how he purposely didn't do his best in order to allow her to win. Of course, at first she was mad, but when she saw how it affected him, she was touched because he had really wanted to 'win'.

"If I remember clearly, she then agreed to go out with him and from there, everything began to fall together. He was a tech student, so he was into building and contructing things, while was was into computers, so programming and such. They told me that they were getting married and I couldn't be happier for them, they were a perfect couple, but then when they go their first job together, they stopped giving me details about what was going on until they explained that they were doing something that would be important to the future. It wasn't long after they also told me that she was pregnant, my husband and I were happy to no end, our first grandchild.

"But after that, they stopped replying to our letters, so we didn't know what to think. It was last year just before my husband passed on we recieved the letter telling us that they would be coming to visit us and asked if we could take care of our only grandchild. How could we say no? It was been just about ten or eleven years. Though, after my husband left for the other side, I wasn't sure if I could handle a child, but I was determind to try because he had asked me to do it for him, so I couldn't decline now. So I waited the year, but when the day came they were supposed to arrive, they didn't appear. But I won't stop waiting until they arrive..."

"That's really kind of you Ma'am." she commented after the woman had finished. "What are there names? Maybe I know them because my parents are in the same field surprisingly." she nodded her head.

"Zen'aku and Kitai... My Zen, I remember the day he brought her home to announce their engagment, he fainted on the spot." both of them laughed slightly before the names dawned onto Rose.

"Ma'am... What's their... Last name?"

"Well my dear, unless those two have gone and changed their last name for some odd reason, it would be the same as mine. I forgot to tell you dear, my name is Hana Mitsukai." the last name hit her like a boulder hitting a small rock and crushing it under the heavier weight. No wonder she was familiar, she was her Father's Mother for crying out loud. But, she didn't know about what happened? How could she ever tell her... That her son and daughter-in-law were... Were... Dead?

"Ano..." the woman turned towards her, hearing an expression she hadn't heard for a long time. "Hana-oba-chan... I have some... Bad news for you..." she spoke softly as the woman looked at her in concern as the girl lowered her head as to hide her eyes. "Zen'aku-san, Kitai-san and... And..." she thought of a name quickly. "Kiyoi-san..." Crap, forced to use her own middle name, but she couldn't exactly use her own, could she?"

"Kiyoi? Is that the name of my granddaughter?" the woman birghtened up as Rose raised her head and gave a weak smile, which the made the smile on the elder lady's face disappear. "What's wrong my dear?"

"Oba-chan... There was an incident a few days ago... And something bad happened where we were and... And..." but she couldn't continue as she saw the expression the womans face as tears began to roll down her own. She seemed to have figured out what she was saying by her tone and eyes, but she suddenly found herself embraced my the woman who was shaking slightly.

"It's okay my dear... I had a feeling that might have happened..." she couldn't help but hear the womans voice and how it sounded as though her heart was breaking. She had to tell her the truth, this woman didn't deserve to suffer, but... No, she didn't. It doesn't matter.

"Hana-oba-chan," she started again as the woman leant back and moved her chair forwards slightly so she was closer to the girl.

"What is it m-my dear?" she was trying to cover up her pain and stuttering, and she seemed to be doing a good job about the stuttering part, but, the pain sounded strong in her voice which made Rose's heart clench even more.

"My name..." but she was cut off.

"Yes, I know... It's Nobara Marisha-Ten." but her head shook, now she confused the old woman known as Hana.

"Hai Oba-chan... My name... That's... Yes... That's my name..." she spoke truthfully to the woman who just continued to stare at her. "I was there... I was friends with Kiyoi... Mitsukai." she let her last name out with a whisper as the womans eye widened as she stared at the girl. "Gomen Oba-chan... They told me to be strong and not to regret what happened when I found them after the incident... I don't want you to be hurt. But she's alive Oba-chan... We got split up as we were found and saved so I don't know where she is."

"My child." once again, she embraced Rose, but this time in a happier way. "Thank you for telling me this... It means more than you can imagin to hear that my grandchild it alright... My son and his wife... They knew something like this might happen, that's why they always ended their letters off as if it were their last goodbye. But, thank you..." Rose slipped off the bed and helped the elder lady onto it where she passed out as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Calmly leaving the woman in her room, she exited and began to look for her things, but in doing so she found some other people she hadn't expected to see.

Now, think about it, after finding out I was with my grandmother, I was of course confused about who had helped me after my Oba-chan said she didn't even have the strength to help me to sit up. But what did you know, my answer was waiting for me to wait up... Literally. They were.

"What on earth... Aren't you the guys from..?" she stared at the four males sitting at the table in casual clothing discussing something. When they heard her voice, they turned to look at her.

"Ah, I see your finally awake kid." one man spoke up to break the silence as he stood up and offered her his chair which she gladly took and he pulled up another one and sat down to her left.

"But, what are you doing here?" she questioned, she had remember seeing them only the other day, but her questioned seemed to make them chuckle.

"Well, we got contacted from some guy," another one of the males spoke up. "Doctor J or something... And he asked where you were, when we told him we had sent him off with his guys and didn't know, we all figured something was up, so a few of us left to go see what happened."

"Right," she turned her head to the one across from her. "So, we found the tracks to the car they took you with and followed them to some old deserted mine shaft where we found the guys and the car, but not you. We got it out of them that they had been paid by someone to kill you and ditch you in the middle of no where. But none of them had the guts to actually kill a ten year old girl so they just left you thinking you would just give up and die." he laughed slightly. "Look how wrong they were."

"So," the final guy at the table continued. "We went back to the stop where they said they had left you and began to follow the trail of your feet, you really should learn how to pick up your feet, you left huge drag marks." her eyebrow twitched at that, but she kept her mouth shut. "Then when we saw your feet marks end, we figured you were either abducted by some space craft or got a ride."

"And of course, she figured the latter." the man to her left added on as he picked up to finish the story. "Then following the direction of the new tire tracks, we found a house which we checked and found this little guy." he suddenly turned and picked up a box on the ground and opened it next to her, revealing non other than her guardian.

"Mari-Bob-Katrina-Amber!" Rose said in delight as she picked the green lizard up and placed him down onto the table where it just stood in it's spot.

"We checked the window in the room we found this guy to find it was locked so we then knew you hadn't gotten out that way, so we headed to the front where we found your foot print and the tire tracks to a car heading in the same direction. So, like always, we followed them to find the truck and some guy who was screaming about a devil child and the goddess of death. So, once again, we were off on your trail until we caught sight of a figure lying on the ground, it was you. For a second, we all thought you were dead until-"

"Until I had the common sense to check for your pulse." a female voice spoke up from the doorway of another room. All heads turned towards the voice to find Sally standing there with her arms and legs crossed and leaning against the doorframe. "It's nice to see you again so soon Miss. Marisha-Ten, but I feel as though it was too soon." Sally added the last part as Rose just slammed her head down onto the table, sending Mari-Bob off in the other direction in a run.

"And that explains why the woman knew me as Marisha-Ten..." the strawberry blond said as she looked up and leant on her arms. Shaking her head slightly she sat up properly and then stood up. "Well, if you excuse me," she pivited on the balls of her feet. "I have to go find a way to meet up with-"

"First, you have to explain why you shot that guy, Rose." the brunette spoke up in a colder voice than usual as the younger girl froze on the spot. She turned around to find five sets of eyes on her, awaiting for an answer. She quickly mumbled something out, which none of them heard. "What was that? I didn't hear you." that just made her twitch slightly.

"I said... TheguythoughtIwasrunningawayfromhomebecauseIwasmydadsbedmistressandhewantedmetopayhimbackbybeinghis." was the quickest answer she said in one breath, but still gained contfused looks. She sighed in annoyance as she rubbed her tembles. "For the LAST time. The. Guy. Thought. I. Was. Running. Away. From. Home. Because. I. Was. My. Dads. Bed. Mistress. And. He. Wanted. Me. To. Pay. Him. Back. By. Being. His." her teeth ground together as she was stared upon with shock.

"Hey boys..." the man whom had offered her his seat said as he stood up. "How about we go do a little hunting." everyone in the room, besides Mari-Bob-Katrina-Amber, understood what he meant by the suggestion as his fellow males stood up nodding in agreement.

"We'll take care about it." the first one to exit the house said to her.

"Yeah, leave it to us to deal with him." and then the next.

"So don't you worry about one darn thing." he had a smirk on his face as he too left.

"And maybe he'll be begging for you to accept his apology the next time you see him... That is, if he has to the guts to go a mile near you." the final guy, who had also made the suggestion chuckled as he bowed the to two females and them left. The sound of a car reving was heard before it shot off.

"Hey, don't worry about it." Sally placed her hand on the girls shoulder while shaking her head. "Those guys, as you can see, are nice after they get to know you and they'll stand up for you, I probably trust them the most." she couldn't help but chuckled as she shook her head. "C'mon, you need to get some rest. We're taking you to the airport tomorrow just to be on the safe side."

"Sure thing Sally." Rose nodded, a smile on her face as she was lead off to somewhere she could sleep.

-The Next Day-

"Well, I guess this is goodbye... Again." the older female smirked from where she stood in front of the smaller girl who nodded and smiled. Behind Sally stood the four guys who couldn't help but smile while thinking about what they had told the two what they had done to the poor guy.

"Hey guys," the four looked at her, "Thanks." they then started laughing and ended up walking away to avoid getting kicked out for causing a scene. "Anyway Sally, thanks for saving me again." Rose bowed to the woman who had saved her life twice, but she just shook her head.

"Don't worry about it, with all that happened, I'm sure the guys and me were glad to help you out Rose. Now, hurry up and go before you miss your flight. But remember, I want to hear what it's like up there." she reminded and received a nod.

"Yes, I know, now, I'll probably see you again, so no need to eternal farewells... Bye!" and with that, she turned around and ran off through the airport. She turned around to find Sally had already disappeared into a crowd, and when she reached where she was to board, she remember something. Something that, you know, just 'might' be a tiny bit important.

"Oh crap... I don't have a ticket."

And that was just two days and the start of third. I was worried by then what else I was going to encounter and end up doing, but I just pushed on, like the good little going to be soldier I was. But of course that doesn't mean I did everything perfectly like a certain perfectionist I just happen to know and have worked with a few times. But in truth, this did all happen, of course I left out a few minor details like what happened to Mari-Bob-Katrina-Amber, I really miss that dude, but you'll end up hearing about it later on in my tale. Or I would hope so... Unless I died or something... Who knows, you can never truely predict what the future has in store for you, and that's what I was fearing at that point in time. Because I really didn't want to know...

A/N

Rose: Well, that's it, another chapter of my dashing 'A Tale of a Dark Angel' is completed. It's nothing like the original chapter, but, hey, it's all good, ne?

Saikyou: Oh yeah, if you people out there didn't notice, which I really wouldn't be surprised, someones writing style has improved slightly.

Rose: Shaddup... So all I have to say is, live long a prosper, peace out people!

Saikyou: Yeah, and feel free to review at any point in time, it really helps knowing what people think.

Rose & Saikyou