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Moo…
Another Onigiri Tale
Chapter 1: Foundation
Plot by: The Can-Can group
A/N: My favorite line in this chapter is "Well, probe this!" I think that's a hilarious line for some reason…
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Hatsuharu thrust out his right arm to the guard. The guard only scanned the tattoo of the insignia of the building, paying little attention the peeling edges of the fake tattoo. It was a long day for the guard, his wife had just left him the night before, leaving three sniveling little brats and a huge debt and right now, he could careless about anything, aside from the trip to the tavern after work. "You may pass," the guard said, waving a hand to allow Haru in, thinking that he was one of the many scientists that work there.
Haru scratched at the wig resting on top of his head as he looked down the hallways, trying to determine where to go from there. The person he got the rumor from only said which building one of his relatives was in, but not which floor. Haru hoped that this wasn't another wild goose chase and that he had failed again. He was also worried that he got the cities mixed up and managed to get himself (in his usual way) lost. Finally, he decided to go to the cafeteria and get info from someone in there in high hopes that it's the right building he's standing in.
His faux leather boots made a tapping noise as he walked along the pristine white floors and his fake lab coat flapped open a little as he walked along the hallways. Hatsuharu didn't like being in such a place, being so close to enemy and all. People were giving him weird looks, mostly at the fact that they had never seen him before, and the fact that the wig didn't look natural on him, but no one asked any questions, there are other weirdoes in the building, like the crazy scientist that stayed in his office all the time, so it wasn't all that uncommon.
Finally, he arrived in the cafeteria, having gotten directions from one of the other workers, claiming that he had just started there that day. A sea of people greeted him as soon as he set foot into the large room. Conversations floated to his ears, some about certain experiments, others about their own lives like "Johnny just got an A on a test" or "Suzie's going to take after me." Haru's contact covered eyes scanned the room, searching for something, anything that could help him.
They landed on a particular badge, lying carelessly next to the owner's arm. The badge had the picture of the employee on it and next to it three circles encasing a star, showing the man's rank of the highest order. From what Hatsuharu remembered, that badge could allow him access to almost any door. That was the ticket; Haru thought as a small, almost none existent grin fell onto his face.
He walked up to the table and with the barest amount of motion, he grabbed the piece of plastic a pocketed it, all in the span of one second. Next on the list, was to find out the info of where his relative was.
Haru spotted a woman with another one of the cards. Walking up to the woman, he explained that he had just been promoted and didn't know where the test subject was. The woman gave him a suspicious looking glare and took some time to assure that what he said was true. Eventually, she gave in. "He's on the forty sixth floor, the only door there." Haru thanked her and left the area.
He spent five minutes looking for the elevator and lucky for him, it was empty of anyone when the doors opened with a "ding." The contraption groaned underneath his weight, but settled down after he pressed the button for the correct floor and began to pull him up. "The floor you have chosen is a level four, class one area," a metallic voice erupted from a speaker, just as the lift came to a stop at the appropriate floor. "Please enter your number."
Haru took out the rectangular piece of plastic and pressed the corresponding numbers on the keypad just above the speaker.
"Number accepted," the voice returned. "Approach subject with caution." With the ominous warning, the doors opened up with another "ding," allowing him to get off.
Just as the woman said, there was only one door at the other end of the hallway, with no windows aligning the dark corridor. Haru pressed forward, heading to the door at the end. He slid the card along the panel next to the door, which unlocked the door and allowed him to enter the room.
Hatsuharu never expected the kick that was aimed at his head from a straight jacketed, orange haired, teen.
"Take that you bastard!" The teen shouted. "You think you can just probe me whenever the hell you want to? Well, probe this!" Kyo backed up a little and made another running leap with his legs ready for impact. Haru blocked the attack with his arms and sent the other teen flying.
"Did you finally learn how to fight?" Kyo taunted, not seeing that he was attacking a relative because of the lack of light.
"Kyo…"
The said teen scoffed. "So, you finally learned my real name? Am I finally being upgraded from 'test subject SK-1743' to having my own damn name?"
"Kyo…"
Kyo glared at Haru and gave a suspicious look. "What are you doing up here so early anyway?"
"Was that necessary?" Hatsuharu asked, eyebrow rose as the over aggressive teen blinked once he finally recognized the voice. The rumor was true after all, Haru thought happily (without actually showing that he was on his face) as Kyo stood there in shock. That's one down and twelve more to go. There's that other rumor he has to check out, but first, they need to get out of there.
"Haru?"
"What?"
Kyo's eyes narrowed. "What the hell took you so long?"
Haru clenched his hands. He forgot, in all the excitement of actually finding one of the family, about Kyo's hot temper. "We need to get out of here," Haru replied, trying to change the subject so that they won't get into an argument over such a pointless matter.
"How do we do that?"
Haru's eyes landed on the only window on that floor. It's a small one, hardly big enough to fit a mouse through and most likely used for ventilation since, judging by the stuffy air, there's no air conditioning. That, and they probably used Kyo's fear of being locked up for an eternity in order to mentally torture him. One thing's wrong with that, Kyo's hot temper and stubbornness won't allow him to be tortured like that.
"We can't fit through that!" Kyo shouted. Haru winced, he wished that his distant cousin wouldn't shout so, they could be bugged, and someone could be listening in on their conversations.
"Of course not, even I'm not that stupid," His eyebrows lowered at the memory of his childhood. "We're going out the front door."
"That's even worst!" Kyo shouted. "Besides, we can't just waltz right outta here. Not to mention, I'm not the most inconspicuous person here."
Haru ignored Kyo as he unbuttoned his white lab coat, presenting the supplies that he used to get in there. "Have you not noticed the brown hair?"
Kyo blinked as he calmed down and realized that Haru, indeed, did look different then the last time he saw him. "How'd they not noticed all that stuff?" Haru's lab coat looked bulky when he came in, but Kyo thought that maybe Haru gained weight or more muscles or something, he never thought that maybe they were supplies and a few artillery weapons that his red eyes saw as Haru pulled back the sides of the coat.
Haru shrugged as he took out a wig from one of the pockets. "Security's really crappy here." He took out some other supplies from hidden pockets of the lab coat and his pants. Haru then spent the next few minutes making Kyo look as average as humanly possible in hopes that no one would recognize him, not even his own family. Too bad that there isn't away to tone down his personality, Hatsuharu thought as he put on the final touches.
"Now, if I take off the straight jacket, you're not going to attack me, are you?" Haru asked with his hands poised over one of the buckles and straps.
"No, I won't attack! Now just get this damned jacket off of me, you damn punk!"
Haru did what he was "asked" of and undid the straps until the jacket fell away. He never expected to see Kyo's bloodied shirt and several cuts from a seemingly primitive weapon all over his torso. He could feel some of his "Black" side begging to be unleashed so that he could hurt those that hurt one of the Souma's. He quickly suppressed the anger, knowing that he couldn't allow his cover to be blown. Luckily, most of the lacerations were almost or all ready healed.
He grabbed an extra t-shirt from one of the many pockets and handed another lab coat over to the now dark brown haired Kyo. After Kyo changed shirts and put on the coat, Haru handed him a gun to which he said that it's "for emergencies only, not for revenge" to which Kyo scoffed.
Haru ducked his head out into the hallway, checking to see if there was anyone walking down the hallway. He found no one and motioned Kyo to follow him. The two walked down the windowless corridor, both feeling apprehensive at having the mission only half done. There's still getting outside left to be done, but hopefully, they won't be discovered and captured.
The elevator groaned underneath their weight as it carried the both of them to the first floor. Neither one said a word, for fear of jinxing their luck so far. Haru watched Kyo out of the corner of his eye. The teen, who's only a year older then himself seemed anxious to get out of the building, though, he seemed to be holding back, as if to not let his hopes up.
Finally, the elevator jerked to a stop and opened the metallic doors. The two stepped off and the lift gave a sigh of relief of being rid of the weight.
The two headed over to the door, which leads to the outside world, the place where they want to be. However, just as they were about to touch the door handles, two guards stopped them. "Arms, please," The guards asked.
Haru pulled back the sleeve of the lab coat with confidence; they're almost home free now. Just a few more seconds…
"Hey!" With that, Hatsuharu remember that he forgot to put a tattoo on Kyo. Just as he was about to open his mouth in instructions, several things happened. The first being the guards' mouths gaping open. The second being the alarms suddenly going off while another metallic voice shouted "intruder alert" and "escaped subject SK-1743." The third being surrounded by other guards and several scientists, all looking agitated that this had interrupted their work.
Sweat started to form at the back of Haru's neck as a part in the circle that surrounded them opened, allowing the Director to enter the circle with them. Haru remember an article about that man. He's the youngest Director of Research of the Junnishi, at only twenty-seven. The director has good looks, which he uses to his advantages when it comes to the ladies (there's even a fan club going around, so Haru heard), plus, with the combination of his brains, he had landed the job only about a year ago. There had been rumors that he bought his way in, but Haru decided to ignore the rumors, since he's only worried about his family and not some Director.
The Director gave a triumphant grin. "So, the only wild Junnishi left has finally shown himself. I always knew that I would be the one to capture him and finally complete the collection."
Haru noticed that Kyo began to panic and look around, as if searching for an unseen way to get out. Finally, they landed on Haru's own eyes. At first, it seemed an idea popped into his head (something that dealt with him, no doubt) but it seemed he quickly dismissed it. However, after a few more minutes of staring at Haru, a smirk graced Kyo's lips and Hatsuharu instantly knew what Kyo's going to try.
"Haru!" The teen shouted, startling everyone. "This is all your fault!"
Haru clenched his hands, trying to quell his "Black" side.
"I mean, come on! Did you really expect us to just 'waltz' right on out of here?" Kyo turned his back to his cousin. "I'm ashamed to even know you."
Kyo just knew where to press the right buttons, Haru though angrily. Kyo obviously knew that Haru really doesn't like ungrateful people, especially since Haru had been spending most of his time trying to get the family back together again.
The director and the others watching stared at the two while all of the one-sided arguing went on. "If you don't mind," The director said with false pleasantness. "I would like to capture you two, now."
"Shut up, damn it!" Kyo shouted, resisting the urge to hiss warningly at the man. With a final glare, he turned around, facing to Haru. "I guess that you wouldn't care though. You haven't experienced the same hell I went through. You're just too self-centered to care."
Haru's hands clenched even further, his nails began to dig into the palms of his hand.
Kyo, on the other hand, was wondering why Hatsuharu was holding back, he knew that Haru snapped for less than what Kyo was doing. "Fine! If you aren't going to snap, then I don't care."
The Director figured that it was a good time to interfere, least the subject and the soon to be subject "SHA-1644" start to fight and accidentally kill each other, they hadn't gotten to the dissection portion of the research, he needed them intact. The director nodded to several of the guards, motioning to capture the two. Kyo began to struggle as soon as the arm in a very firm grip captured him. His arm began to tingle, which began to spread along his body in a fast, and familiar way. They were using a teaser on him, using it to subdue him. Within a few seconds, he heard a "snap" and a gunshot.
Silence fell on everyone.
"Is this what you want, you mangy, flea-bitten, cat?" Haru's voice, which was normally relaxed and laid back, although slightly not so much since the family had been split apart, is now dark, and deadly. His eyes were wild and sharp; and unlike the laid back look of his eyes when he's normal, they were a light color with the pupils shrunken to a small dot.
Kyo's eyes, after the feeling of paralyzation left, went over to the Director, and discovered that the gunshot was aimed at the Director. The Director, himself, laid on the ground, motionless, and quite dead from the bullet that entered his heart. Kyo was slightly surprised at the fact that Haru actually killed someone, but still, a year could change a person and when you are on your own, anything could happen. To him, it's just like "the survival of the fittest" and evidentially; the Director wasn't fit at all. The people that were circled around them, where at a loss as what to do, a very important member of the Organization was just killed and now there wasn't anyone to give the instructions.
"Is there anyone else?" Haru asked, glaring at everyone that surrounded the two.
Kyo, on the inside, was dancing for joy. "Black" Haru has awakened and now they have a fighting chance of actually making it out of there alive.
After Haru's statement, chaos ensued. Several gunshots ranged out in the hall, a few people fell at being teased on accident, and others backed away slowly in order to not get into the fight.
A few moments later, everyone stopped fighting, claiming to have one of the "Junnishi" in his or her grasps, only to find out that they were holding onto someone else's arms and legs. The two members of the zodiac were nowhere to be seen.
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"Augh," Haru groaned as they reached the garage where Haru had parked the Jeep (a very old machine, but highly effective, thought Kyo as soon as he had heard about it). "I feel so tired."
Kyo gave his distant relative a short glare. "You think? You just turned 'Black.' Doesn't this happen all the time?"
Haru shrugged as he put the key into the whole and unlocked the door. Sometimes, depending on how Black he goes and what he does when his other personality is in control, Hatsuharu will get tired. "A mystery," He finally said as the two entered the vehicle.
Kyo sighed and buckled up. "You always say that instead of saying 'I don't know.'"
Haru grinned as the Jeep roared to live.
Before they left the garage, Haru pulled of the itchy wig and took out the contacts, making sure to put them into their correct containers. Kyo followed his cousin's example, pulling off the wig and taking out the contacts. They threw the materials used for the disguises into the back of the Jeep. They even took a moment to take off the lab coats and discarded them with the rest of the stuff in the back. Haru pulled out a comb from out of nowhere and fixed his silvery white hair into its regular place after being mussed up by the wig.
"Are you still vain when it comes to your hair?" Kyo asked, scowling at the delay.
"Yep," Haru replied, putting the comb away and put the Jeep into reverse and pulled out of the garage. Sunlight hit them through the openings between the metal bars, warming the both of them up, and the wind fluttered past as soon as the car started moving.
"Where are we going next?" Kyo asked as the buildings started to whirl past, becoming even fewer and less clustered, as they got further away from the heart of the city.
"Old Tokyo," Haru replied. Old Tokyo was one of the remaining cities that weren't destroyed in the Great War sixty years earlier. "I heard that Yuki's being kept there."
Kyo cursed. "Let's get the bastard later. He can stay there longer; it'll toughen him up. Besides, you're going in the wrong direction, it's North of here." The only thing he knew about the area is that it's south of Tokyo.
Haru shook his head as he turned in the opposite direction, making sure to go around the large city that they just got out of. "He's the only lead that I have. I was going to check their database to see about any of the others, but I forgot."
"You forgot?" Kyo stared at his cousin in pure wonderment and when he didn't receive a reply, he knew what the answer was. Kyo sighed; he was way too tired to deal with this. Slowly, he went to sleep where the nightmares of the dark room could get to him.
Haru could see his companion falling to sleep out of the corner of his eye. He was truly happy to have one of the family back. He cast an assessing look around the vehicle and realized that there won't be enough room for everyone. "Whatever," he muttered, deciding to cross that bridge when it comes.
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Kyo woke up shivering, and yet sweaty, still trembling from the nightmare. He didn't want Hatsuharu to see how scared he looked (and felt) and so he turned his head to look out the window in order to try to figure out where they are in order to put his mind on something else.
"Where are we?" He finally asked, seeing that nothing looked familiar. All around was cliffs and dried out dirt flying up because of the wheels, suggesting one of the areas that was decimated years ago and became a desert wasteland.
"Nearing Old Tokyo," Haru replied after driving over a particularly nasty bump.
Kyo's eyes focused on the horizon. There, in the distance, miles, and miles away, buildings arose from the ground, the sun glaring brightly behind them. They seemed out of place, like a mirage or a figment of his imagination, cause by his thirst and hunger. He hadn't eaten anything since the night before his escape and it's nearing night. All in all, the huge city is a relief to see. "When we get there," Kyo said, breaking the silence that fell in the truck. "Can we get something to eat?"
Haru nodded in agreement. He was hungry too and having been driving all day most of the day made him really tired. "We'll also have to find a place to stay."
Kyo grabbed Haru's wallet from the cup holder in front of the dashboard. There wasn't much in it, only a few dollars, just enough for very cheap food. They'll probably have to sleep in the Jeep too.
The Old Tokyo city loomed closer and closer with each rotation of the wheels. The sky turned a brilliant shade of colors; purples, pinks, even blues, all blending together slowly, getting darker and darker in shade with each moment the sun sunk further into the ground. The sun was completely gone by the time they arrived at the city- having spent a few moments to put disguises on in order to get a clearance into the city- and the moon smiled as it took it's turn to brighten the sky.
The only thing that Kyo knew, for a fact, about Old Tokyo is that its one of the last, original, major city in the world, hence the "Old." Old Tokyo was around before the devastating war that nearly annihilated the whole planet. He also heard, from the scientists during one of his probing sessions, that there was a resistance going on in the city that had been causing the Foundation some troubles.
"We're going to gather info tomorrow," Haru said, interrupting Kyo's thoughts as he turned into a parking lot. "Need to gather info on how to get in and stuff."
Kyo scowled, as it was customary. "And how are we supposed to do that?"
The sides of Haru's mouth lifted just a tad. "Let's just say 'Dr. Aki,' that you have an appointment tomorrow morning."
Great, Kyo thought dryly, more disguises. His scalp had only stopped being scratchy just a while ago. He grimaced as he remembered the feel of the contacts on his eyes. They made his eyes red and puffy, like he was crying or something and if there was one thing (aside from Yuki) he hated, it's looking weak in front of anyone. Then there was the blending in with the jerks and assholes inside of the building, oh, well; he always did like a challenge.
The engine cut off and the both of them got out of the vehicle. In front of them stood a shady looking bar, complete with the broken sign and the neon light hooked onto the window, displaying what type of beers it sold and what type of "women" was available.
Haru grabbed a trench coat and a hat from the back of the vehicle. Placing the hat onto his head and wrapping the trench coat around him, Haru handed Kyo a baseball cap and a jacket. After Kyo, whilst grumbling, put on the two articles, they crossed the parking lot.
"There's one thing that just occurred to me," said Kyo as they entered through the door. "How'd you get a license? And a Jeep?" He added as an after thought.
Haru seemed to gain a reflective moment in his eyes. "Who says that I even have a license"?
"WHAT?" Kyo shouted, causing a few of the other customers to look in their direction. Sure Haru was of the right age to be legally driving (he is sixteen, after all), and the government really didn't care all that much about license anymore, but couldn't he have taken a class or something, or even learned safe driving from someone?
"Plus, I can be very persuasive when I need something."
In other words, Haru went Black, stole the vehicle from some poor sap, and drove off into the sunset, laughing manically as he did so (not necessarily that last part though).
Haru grinned as a thought occurred to him. "Should I tell you how I got the guns and the disguises?"
Kyo thought it was best to ignore him after that moment.
The inside of the bar was smoky from the cigars and cigarettes (plus the weed that Kyo could detect in the air) and there was a low murmur from the patrons as an unknown band played, rather poorly, in some far off corner. Just by the way some of the others were talking, Kyo realized that it's one of those places were people go to hide from one thing or another.
They both sat down at the bar, sitting side by side, ignoring the annoyed looks from those around them. The bartender asked them what they wanted. Kyo asked for the cheapest meal and some water, where as Haru ordered some Miso soup and a beer. The bartender left, heading to the back, telling the cooks to "get their asses in gear."
"Beer?" Kyo asked with a raising eyebrow as the poor played music flowed lightly through his ears. "Aren't you a minor?"
Haru shrugged noncommittally.
Kyo began to figure that he needed something to tone down the senses and dull the memory of something; Kyo knew, however, that no matter what he would do, there are always going to be something that he'll remember from his hellhole.
"The water's supposedly bad here," Haru finally responded after a while.
The orange haired teen was about to make a comment, but was interrupted by the abrupt plate of semi-warm food landing in front of him with a small "clank" sound, followed by the thud the mug of water. He stared for a moment; neither of the two looked appealing, however, the sight of water and the smells of real food began to overwhelm him. The thirst won out the hunger, after a hard battle, and he picked up the dirty looking mug with one hand and took a long gulp.
Only to spit it back into the container it came from.
"Told you," Haru's comment arrived as Kyo dove into the food in order to get rid of the taste of the coppery and semi-slimy water.
They munched in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Kyo began to wonder what were they going to do once they get Yuki and the others. Would they go back into hiding, or would they try to get rid of the system that found them and trapped them into a nightmare. He hopped that it would be the latter, that way he could exact some revenge on the Foundation for ruining the Soumas' lives.
A while later, they left the bar, full and less thirsty then before entering the establishment. Nighttime had fallen even further on the city and the moon could hardly be seen from behind the buildings and clouds. There were a few weird characters walking around- it was a city, after all- some muttering about one thing and others just giving a "stay away from me" vibe. Kyo even flinched when this one weird looking one ran up to him and asked if that he wanted to have some fun that night.
Haru's grip on his shoulder was the only thing that stopped him from attacking the person.
"He's mine," Haru warned the stranger with a small glint in his eyes. To add emphasis to his statement, he drew a finger down the side of Kyo's cheek.
As the person ran away, Kyo felt a small vein beginning to throb, right over his left eyebrow. "You're a sicko, you do know that right?"
Haru shrugged as he replied, "A person's got to do what a person's got to do."
"Yeah, right. I bet you are just drunk."
Nothing else was said as they reached the Jeep, which was, miraculously, unscathed and untouched by whomever might be out there just waiting for a sap to leave something unguarded.
They entered the vehicle with a slam of the two doors and a few moments later, the Jeep roared to life and they pulled out of the parking lot and onto the streets of the old city. Cars passed by in a whirl of streaking lights, heading in the opposite direction and their red taillights flashed in the rearview mirror. They drove along the road for a few moments and Haru suddenly took a turn into an alley.
"We'll take turns keeping wake," He said as he pulled out a gun and handed it to Kyo, telling him to not shoot unless they're being threatened by a real threat. "I'll need to sleep first since I've been driving all day." He took off the wig and the contacts, putting them away for later with Kyo following suit.
Kyo nodded as the other leaned the back of the seat as far as he could go and promptly closed his eyes, allowing him to go to sleep. He really didn't mind that his distant cousin went to sleep; it just means that the nightmares wouldn't get to him until later.
No, he really didn't mind at all…
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Morning greeted them early as the sun reflected off of the buildings' windows and hit his eyelids. Eyes fluttering open, Kyo leaned up from the seemingly uncomfortable position. His back made a cracking sound as he stretched his limbs as far as he could while being in such a small area.
Haru craned his neck over the side of his seat with a questioning look as Kyo, who was in the back, yawned. "How'd you get back there?" He asked as his lazy eyes landed on him.
That's what Kyo wanted to know, he must've moved while he was half-asleep or something. He clambered over the armrest that separated the driver's seat from the passenger's. "Wouldn't you know? You were the one who was supposed to keep the second watch."
"Must've fell asleep, again," Haru replied as the car roared to live, once again.
Kyo restrained a growl as Haru went into gear and pulled into the early morning traffic.
Half and hour later, Haru swore as a bit of Black pulled through. Kyo sighed. Figures that Hatsuharu would get lost, even if he did have the map clutched tightly in his hands and looked at it every five minutes or so. "We're going to the Facility, right?" Kyo asked as he took the almost torn map away from Haru.
Haru nodded, obviously too angry to say anything.
"Turn right," Kyo ordered after he found the street that they were driving on. "Then, at the next intersection, take a left and it should be right in front of us."
Haru followed the instructions, cursing only when someone cut him off.
The Facility, to say the least, was huge. A hundred floors, at least, Kyo wanted to wager as he took in the white wash paint of the building. It's even bigger then the building he was kept in. It would take forever to find Yuki in that behemoth of architecture. Moreover, he had to find the rat in that maze. Haru wasn't going to help out, saying that he had to make sure that one of them has to stay behind just in case the other fails, so that they'll have at least one of the Junnishi running around. They played "Rock, Paper, Scissors" in order to figure out who would go.
Kyo always did suck at those types of games.
Still cursing, Kyo put on the disguise, yet again, and grabbed the briefcase that had a small, one-way radio attached to it. He slipped the gun into one of the pockets, making sure that it was loaded and ready for use.
"I'll be monitoring," Haru said as he pulled a pair of headphones over his ears.
Nodding, Kyo headed to the imposing building, gaining nerve as he took each step closer.
He flashed the fake Id card at the guard, wondering where did Haru get the card and how long has he been planning this and how many other plans did he have for the rest of the family. The guard nodded and allowed him through the front doors. Cold air blasted into his face, cooling him down a bit from the summer heat. That was easy, he wanted to muttered, however stopped himself before he could.
His blue, contact covered eyes wondered around the main area, wondering where to go from there. They landed on the Customer Service booth, located conveniently in front of him. Deciding that there wasn't any other place to start from, he walked over to where the smiling woman stood behind a glass case. "I'm a specialist from… Washington. I'm on the new team for the researching of…" He pretended to look at something in his briefcase. "Subject SY-1743. I need to know where the research room is."
The woman's fresh and bright smile seemed to tone down a little as she gave something short of a worried look. "Can I have your Id?" She asked.
Kyo handed over the rectangular piece of plastic, hoping that he just didn't screw everything up.
The woman scanned it with a scanner and frowned thoughtfully as results were pulled up onto the screen in front of her. "So, you're the specialist coming from D.C. You're early," She told him as she began to smile again and handed him back the Id. "We weren't expecting you for another week or so."
Kyo remembered to breath as he grinned slightly from the adrenaline rush. "There was a small change of plans. Which room is SY-1743 in?" He really did hate referring to his cousin as a number.
"Sub floor three, room number five," the woman replied, smiling even brighter. "Why don't you go ahead and evaluate the situation. Some of the others should be down there all ready."
Kyo nodded his thanks and headed for the elevator. After punching in the floor that he needed, a message popped up in the message center located above the buttons, asking for his pin number. Upon the pressing of the buttons, the elevator lurched downward. Feeling a bit claustrophobic at the small space, he closed his eyes and imagined what used to be his home. A moment later, it stopped moving and the doors slide open, letting him get off.
He walked along the hallway, searching until he found the door he needed and entered.
The occupants of the room turned their heads away from the large, one-way window, in order to see whom the newcomer was.
"Specialist from D.C." Kyo said as he walked up to the window. He peered through the large glass and saw Yuki being probed and poked at with what looks like little electrodes.
And through out it all, the teen was glaring at the window with a challenging look in his eyes, even though the rest of him looked submissive.
Kyo wanted to kill all the bastards.
No one, and he meant NO ONE, is allowed to torture Yuki like that. It's Kyo's sole duty, as Yuki's opposite, to beat him (even if he was the one to always get beaten half to death by his cousin, but one of these days…) in a fight and he couldn't do that if his opponent was too weak from being probed and electrocuted.
"What?" He asked as soon as he realized that one of the other researchers had said something to him.
"We still can't find out what makes the Junnishi transform," One of them repeated as he turned his head away from the spectacle. "All we know, and we've known this for a long time, is that they morph when they are embraced by someone of the opposite sex. We still can't find out if it's caused genetically or what."
Damn fools, Kyo wanted to shout out as he unconsciously clenched his hands. It wasn't genetics, or at least not all the way, there was the curse to put into play and that is something that science could never explain.
"What do you suggest?" One asked.
Kyo shook his head. "I'll have to evaluate him first, but that'll take all day and I'll need to be left alone with it (he hated saying that) so that I can concentrate."
The scientists nodded in understanding. Besides, the methods of "research" were starting to get boring anyway. The room emptied out a moment later, leaving only Kyo in the dark room.
Checking to make sure that there wasn't anyone else around, Kyo opened the door stationed next to the one-way window. The bright light still shone on the teen in the center of the white room and the teen cocked open any eyebrow in his direction. "Hello, idiot cat."
Kyo clenched his hands even further. "How'd you know it was me?" He asked as he let the insult slide.
Yuki raised an eyebrow in Kyo's direction. "Well, idiot cat, one of your unsightly orange hairs is sticking out of that ungodly wig of yours."
"Still a bastard, I see," Kyo spat as he took in Yuki's form. He still had that feminine appearance and his dark grey hair looked a bit longer then when he last saw him. His silver eyes still had that condescending look as they narrowed at the insult (or therefore, lack of).
"And you are still an idiot that can't even insult me properly."
"Just shut up!" He shouted, not caring if he got caught. "I'm trying to get you out of here."
"And what a marvelous job you are doing," Yuki's cool voice bounced back.
"Damn it!" Kyo swore as he took several long strides to his cousin's side. "If it weren't for the fact that Haru's waiting for me, and its below me, I'd kill you and to hell with Akito."
"Then why don't you?" Yuki asked as several long strands of his bangs covered his eyes.
"Wha-?"
"I think that I'd rather be dead then have them figure out our secret even more then they all ready have."
Kyo clenched his teeth, making them throb in warning at the sudden pressure. "You mean that, don't you?"
"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it."
Kyo growled out slightly as he punched the space next to Yuki's head. "Damn you, you stupid rat! I should've never come in here and tried to save you."
"Then," Yuki whispered. "Why don't you get out while you still can?"
"Because, he can't." The new voice caused Kyo to whirl around and Yuki to lift his head up from the table that he was strapped to.
"Crap," Kyo said as another scientist entered the room. He had just been discovered and now there's hell to pay…
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Authoress's Notie:
There was something I needed to explain, but I forgot what it was…
I think that I need to explain the time period, I can't remember if I did in the last chapter or not. This is set in a time that still has Jeeps, but sometime in the future. The year the war was finished in is the Year of the Apocalypse or year Zero since after the war, there wasn't much left since everyone was using nuclear war heads and etc to finish off their enemies. There are, however, a few cities that are still left standing and are known as the Old cities (Old Tokyo, for example). Evidently, it's Science (more specifically, genetic engineering) that is ruling the world; the government may act like it has all the power (I haven't gotten that far to given an example) but it's really the Science community that's in control. Currently, in relations to the story, its Sixty years after the war.
Now that I got that out of my system, I remembered what I needed to say. Sorry about Hatsu, I think I made him more macho then he's supposed to be on accident and I think I made Kyo seem a bit weak in the beginning, hopefully, by the next chapter, I'll have the kinks worked out and they'll be less OOC. The good news is that I managed to get Yuki's character down perfectly, which upsets me since I'm not a Yuki fan, although, in terms of the manga, I can understand his situation, but I still don't like him.
Originally, this was going to be a Haru centered fiction, but somehow I wrote the prologue and it turned into this. At least I gave him the important part of being a Wild Juunishi (in other words, the only one that isn't captured). I'm such a sad person…
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