Ch.4

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Kuina ran forward just in time to catch Markie before he hit the ground.

"Markie, you ok. Markie!" She shouted, shaking him gently. After getting nothing more then a feeble grunt the girl grabbed Markie's cell phone. She quickly scrolled through the address book until she came to a name she could use.

"Yo, Teku residence."

"Is Kurt there?" She asked quickly but softly, it was best not to alarm anyone.

"Err, sure, who is this?" Whoever answered the phone was hard to hear, too much Techno in the background, like he was listening to earphones on full blast.

"You don't need to know that, just get him."

There was a short pause on the other end of the line while the strange boy went to find Hiro.

"Hello, Kurt Wylde speaking."

"Kurt, I'm with your brother. He's passed out and I can't carry him home, would you mind coming to get him?" Kuina kept her voice sweet and airy, as though she wasn't talking to him for the first time in eleven years.

"Who are you?" Kurt answered suspiciously.

"That really doesn't matter, I'm not going to do him any harm but you might want to come and pick him up, he's had a rough day."

"Where are you?"

"Cheyne Middle School, opposite Queen Mary Drive."

"I'll be there in ten minutes." The phone line closed with a click.

The girl settled herself down on the ground next to Markie, putting his cell phone back in his pocket. She drew her hood back up again; she didn't need Kurt fainting as well. Stretching out her hand gracefully, the hooded girl ran her fingers through Markie's hair, as she used to.

"I missed you Markie, I really did. Kurt too." She whispered to the unconscious racer on the ground.

Kuina shivered; she drew her cloak tighter around her. While it was good for dramatic effect it really didn't help if you wanted to stay warm... especially if your body was cold as death… literally.

"Markie, where are you?" Kurt ran out from the bushes to meet an odd sight. A hooded figure, probably a girl stroking his little brother's hair.

"Who are you?" He asked approaching cautiously. Kuina looked up, her face still shrouded in darkness.

"I told you, it doesn't matter." She kept her voice calm, an amazing feat considering the fact that this was the closest she'd been to him for eleven years.

"Why did he faint? It's not like him, and what did you mean he's had a rough day?"

"Take me with you and I'll explain everything, including who I am." Kurt looked at her for a minute before turning his attention to Markie.

"Do I have a choice?"

"Yes you have a choice, but I know for a fact that you want to know, and I'm sure Markie would prefer it if I was there when he wakes up." She answered coolly, this reminded her of the arguments they had when they were younger. Suddenly she realised that she was still playing with Markie's hair and immediately stopped.

"Do I know you?" He gazed at the hooded girl carefully, there was something very familiar about the way she acted and the way her voice sounded. The hood turned to him.

"You did."

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After the two teens had finally taken Markie to the car they sat in silence. Kurt driving, Kuina just watching him from under the hood.

She was quite content just to watch him. He had grown up a lot, gotten taller and more muscular. She remembered the cute but tiny little runt that she had known, she just wished that she had been there to see the change.

"We're here." Kurt stated quietly, his voice monotone.

She jumped, almost knocking her hood off. Kuina looked out the car window. God it had been so long ago that she had last seen this place.

Kurt jumped out of the car and carried Markie in motioning for her to follow. She threw the door open and ran after him, her black cloak flying out behind her.

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The Teku and Metal Maniacs looked round as the front door was almost blown off it's hinges as Kurt stalked in carrying an unconscious Markie, followed by a girl in a hooded cloak.

"Kurt, what the fuck happened?" Tork shouted as the racer put Markie on the couch.

"I don't know, ask her?" Kurt answered, turning to face the cloaked girl.

Kuina felt nervous, maybe it had been a mistake showing Markie who she was. But this was Kurt she couldn't back down. She stepped forward, ignoring the stares from the racers and faced him.

"Earlier you asked if you knew me, well you do. My name is Kuina Namie Wylde, I should be eighteen years old and I used to live right here, in this house, before it became Teku home." Kuina waited for the news to sink in as she slowly removed her hood.

She had long raven hair that fell down to her knees, her sapphire eyes spilled tears and she was actually a lot shorter than she had seemed.

Everyone in the room except Nolo, who was smiling at Kuina and saying, "Long time Kuina", turned to look at Kurt who was wide eyed and shaking.

"That's not possible." He gasped and took a step back falling on to one of the chairs.

"Kurt, do you know her?" Shirako said, obviously not catching on. "Who is she?"

He stared at her, a look of mixed horror and hope flashing across his eyes. "She's my little sister." Everyone except Nolo gasped, "and she died eleven years ago."