Disclaimer: I do not own DOA...anyway, do I have to say this every time I write a new DOA fic? It's gonna be the same thing every time...Team Ninja owns DOA and I do not...but I own the story and the plot that goes with it.

It was a rather beautiful night, and Ryu Hayabusa, the Solitary Super Ninja as he was known to many, was sitting on a rooftop gazing at the white and majestic stars that were enveloping the inky black sky. He rather liked being by himself, than some people who enjoyed other's company. Not to say that he didn't like anybody, except Bayman and Christie, but that was beside the point. He just liked being by himself more often than not. As he watched the stars shining brightly he thought back to the time his mother had joined him one last time...

(Flashback)

Ryu was twenty years of age and was watching the stars with his mother who was watching them with her eldest and only son. She was dying of an unknown illness that the Clan Priests couldn't cure and wouldn't. Ryu was enraged when they told him they don't heal half-breeds. His mother calmed him down and here they were a couple of weeks later sitting out on the balcony watching the stars.

She had tried to get her son to stop seeing her, for fear of him getting sick, but Ryu had paid her warning no heed. She was one of the few people in his life that he would to anything for, no matter the cost. She knew her time with him was getting ever shorter, and had a feeling that this was going to be the last time that she would see her son.

She was so proud of him. He had claimed the last name of Hayabusa, for being the most distinguished of the ninjas training of this particular generation. He was handsome as well. He had emerald green eyes just like her, and her mouth, but the rest was his father's. He had long golden brown hair that reached his waist. He most certainly turned out to be a very handsome young man.

Shiicho was her name, and all she wanted was one last night with her son. "Ryu, you got a girlfriend yet?" Shiicho asked. He chuckled quietly. "No, mama, I do not." His mother frowned. "You should." He sighed. "I know mama. I know." Shiicho looked up at the big black sky. Pure white stars glittered brightly contrasting greatly with the inky black sky. "The stars are beautiful tonight are they not my child?" Shiicho asked softly. Ryu looked upwards. "Yes, it is mama...just like you." he said just as soft. Shiicho smiled at her son. No one had seen the soft, sensitive side of her son, not even his best friend, Hayate.

"You need a girl...or man." "Mama! Not this---what?" Ryu had just now caught what his mother said. Shiicho was the one who chuckled this time. She enjoyed getting through his mask of indifference, and this time he had an expression of disbelief and pure shock on his face. "I don't care who you fall in love with Ryu, just as long as you tell them before their gone." Shiicho said suddenly serious. The unsaid statement that Shiicho wouldn't be here for very long didn't go unnoticed by her son.

"Mama, you know I'll always love you." His mother smiled and kissed him on the cheek gently. "I love you to Ryu. I'm heading to bed now, so you be careful." The next morning when Ryu woke up, he went to see his mother. Ryu discovered that she had passed away in her sleep. Ryu and his mother were quite close, and he completely broke down when he had found her. Her death still weighed heavily on his mind three years later.

(End Flashback)

Maybe that was why he was so cold all the time? But he knew that in his heart, that that wasn't the case.

In my childhood, I was an outcast, branded a "bastard child" by society. All because I had green eyes instead of the traditional brown or auburn. My mama was the only who cared about me. I grew up and proved them all wrong. And "accidentally" killing my tormentors when I had to fight them to qualify.

Ryu shook his head to get rid of his negative thoughts. There was no reason to dwell in the past. He couldn't change anything as it was. He was surprised to feel moisture on his cheeks. Damn it, he was crying again! His mother had died three years ago! "I should be over this by now." he muttered aloud and hastily wiped his cheeks and eyes before anyone saw. They all thought of him as a robot, and even though some of their comments hurt, He didn't want to give them all another invitation to evaluate him again. What they thought of him was fine. Let them think that he was just an emotionless robot, he wanted it to stay that way.

He never noticed the figure creep up quietly behind him...

(Hayate's POV)

I was sitting right beside my window, watching the stars. I had never seen them so bright, and vaguely wondered why... I saw Ryu, well I at least I thought it was Ryu, on top of the roof of the nearby building looking up at the stars as well. He looked...tranquil. Something, I had never thought that I would use to describe him as. He was like an enigma to me. One minute showing exactly what he felt, and the next his masked indifference on his face, hiding his emotions. There was still a lot I didn't know about my best friend. I nearly started when I saw someone sneaking up behind him. I did a double-take. And it looked to me that Ryu had no clue that was someone was behind him. I tried to make out the figure but couldn't, the building had casted a shadow over the place where Ryu was sitting on the roof top. I just now realized that Ryu was sitting on the edge of the building. One little push would be all it take for him to fall...

My eyes widened when I realized that was the person's intentions. I was about to call out to Ryu, but in that moment the figure shoved Ryu roughly over the edge. I heard give him a surprised yelp, but then it turned into a yell, when he realized he was heading straight for the concrete on the ground. His voice had a note of panic and fear to it. I had to get down there! So I rushed out my door and to where I thought Ryu had landed. My God, I hope that that didn't kill them...

(End Hayate's POV)

(Ryu's POV)

I was vaguely aware that I was sitting on the edge of the building. I wasn't worried about falling off, I was confident in my abilities that I could catch the ledge if something did happen.

My mind kept drifting back to my mama. I loved her so much too... I wished that it was me who had the illness instead of her, but she would want me to live on and continue my seemingly bland, and spiralling into unknown depressioned life... I admit I had never had a decent childhood. Ayane had a crap childhood I know, but she had a happy life compared to mine...

Ryu shook his head from his drifting thoughts once again. He looked up at the sky again. It was almost the same sky he looked at with his mother so long ago...

And that was when he felt someone shove him roughly in the back. Caught totally off guard, Ryu yelped when he realized that he couldn't grip anything, for he was too far away from the building...

His yelp turned into a full-blown scream of terror when he realized that he was falling...falling fast toward the concrete. His last thought before he crashed into the hard brick was: 'Oh shit. This is gonna hurt.'

(End Ryu's POV)

(Hayate's POV)

The DOA competitors watched as Hayate frantically shoved people out of his way, a panic-stricken look on his otherwise cool features. "What's wrong Niisan?" Kasumi, younger sister to Hayate-san, asked.

I turned around. I didn't have time damn it! But they did deserve to know... Something told me not tell them what really happened...at least not yet. If I did, I would give the person who did it a chance to clear themselves of any involvement. And that was not going to happen.

"Ryu's fallen!" I yelled. "So?" Ayane said in her snobbish voice. If I wasn't so worried about Ryu, I'd have decked her right in her damn face. Stupid bitch. I nearly snarled at her. "He was on the top!" Kasumi, Ayane, and the others gave me suspicious looks. They didn't believe me. I mentally sighed. "Mon-Dieu! We should see if he is alright!" Helena said and ran after Hayate who already had dashed out the door. The others complied and ran after the pair.

When Hayate got there, he gasped loudly. Blood...my God...the blood was everywhere...

Ryu was unconscious, and Hayate thanked God for that. He had blood flooding the ground. The concrete had cracked and split from the impact. Blood was pouring out of his mouth, which was slightly agape. Hayate could hear his rattling breaths. But by far the worse was is head. He had numerous cuts on his face. One went right over his right eye. Another looked like a slash mark, and it was on the left side. That was just two of the other cuts that he had marring his beautiful face. The back of his head is what had Hayate worried the most.

Blood was pooling around his head, and rapidly. He heard several horrified gasps behind him, and swiveled around. All the girls had terror filled expressions on their face, except Christie who had cold indifference. Even Jann Lee looked a little bit horrified. "Don't just stand there! Help me dig him out!" Hayate yelled. A couple of huge slabs of concrete, were pinning his arms and legs down.

Only Bass, and Leon helped Hayate move the slabs of rock. When they moved the last one off of Ryu's left arm, he cried out pain, startling all of them. When they looked down at his arm, Hayate had to keep the bile from rising up his throat. Ryu's arm was at an odd angle with the bone sticking out of the skin. It was clearly broken.

"Someone call the ambulance!" Leifang yelled. "Forget it! They won't get here in time!" Hayate yelled. He hefted his best friend's limp body into his arms bridal style. 'He's not dead yet.' Hayate's mind continued repeating it, like a mantra.

"I need someone to drive me!" I yelled panicked. The more time they took deciding who would drive, the more time Ryu had less of a chance to live.

"Hurry up, before he dies!" I screamed at them. That was when Hitomi ran up and past me. "Come one! I got my van!" Everyone stopped scrambling around. They then ran after the duo. They got to the van in record time. Hayate didn't waste anytime and put Ryu on his shoulder, ever-so-carefully. He then held him with one hand, and used the other to wrench open the door. After putting Ryu back in his arms, he climbed into the passenger seat and sat down, slamming the door shut, and praying that Ryu would make it.

He rolled down the window, and screamed at the others to get their sorry asses inside the damn van before he killed them. Literally. They all knew better than to defy Hayate in the mood he was in. He was practically hysterical, and if someone did defy him, he would more than likely take his sword to them.

After they all piled into the van, Hitomi revved the engine, and sped down the road, totally oblivious that she was being chased by cops.

AN: I have no experience in the French language, and I am sorry if I get something wrong.