CHAPTER 4

"Why do you have a grudge against my sister," asked the brunette.

Rayne got up from where she was crouched over a box of CDs made by students of the school, looking at the brunette.

"What do you mean?" she answered.

"Every time you two lock gaze, you always seem to glare daggers at each other," shrugged James.

"I have my reasons," muttered the young FBI.

"Can you tell me those reasons?"

Rayne shook her head as she continued back to her job. "You wouldn't understand,"

James watched her for a while before returning to the musical instruments in his hand, tuning up the strings.

"OK… I give up. These students have good voice, but meh… they can't produce a decent song!" sighed Rayne, playing the tracks one by one, listening to the first few seconds of it.

"Think we can pull it off?" chuckled James.

"With me singing, and you playing, hell we could be number one!" grinned Rayne.

"You ready?" he asked.

Rayne cleared her throat and played a few notes. She grinned up at James after.

"As ready as Hell."

"What shall we do first?"

"Music background," nodded Rayne. "Let's see what we can produce using the machine," she nodded behind her, "and I'll see if I can think up a lyrics to go along with it. Mind you, since I like Gothic rock, I think like a gothic rock and the lyrics will be dark." Her crimson orbs glinted softly, unnoticed by the guitarist.

James got up from the stool he sat on in the corner and sat on the swinging chair, with all the buttons and colourful lights on the machine in front of him. Hidden in the black compartment beneath, James took out a small laptop and connected with the big machine.

"What is that!" asked the heiress of Hiwatari.

"Lets just say that it gives us the music we need."

"Explain."

James opened the lid of the mini laptop and the machine immediately beeped into power. There on the screen were several pop up windows. The first one asked for the genre of music needed. James typed in 'Gothic Rock'. The second pop up window asked for the average age range. James typed in 15-20.

"Why do they even bother asking the age range?" snorted Miss Hiwatari.

"Stupid I know. The only pop up window it need to show was what genre of music we need."

"Maybe I can hacked into the computer system and do that."

The violet hues widen as large as a plate at the sound of that.

"But- won't that get you into trouble."

"J. One thing about me is that I hacked into a lot of computer system. And since I'm here for only a visit, expelling me will be no use. I'm not officially a student in this school."

James shrugged and went back to the project.

"OK. We've got the music, let's play around with this junk and see what we can come up with."

With a nod, Rayne grabbed a chair and sat beside James, playing around with the buttons.

One hour, and a few discussions, both Rayne and James found a starter point to the song.

"Well. We've got our starter, we're just going to have to find a tune throughout the three-minutes song."

Rayne let out a sigh, saving the product on a file in the mini laptop.

"Well we made a start. And we still have another 10 weeks. I'd say we're on schedule, if we do our parts right."

"Me, producing music and you singing and writing down the lyrics."

"Mind you, even if we're doing Gothic rock, and the song is meant to be dark, sometimes I write songs to express my own feelings."

"So?"

"The song we're doing, I might write about my own emotions."

"To tell you the truth, when I listen to music, I never really think about the meanings behind it. If I find it catchy, I buy. So if you want to write a song to reflect your emotions, go right ahead, I won't be offended."

Rayne cracked a smile for the first time this whole project started.

"Cheers, J."

"Thanks for the nickname," he winked, causing Rayne to chuckle. Looking at the clock, Rayne noticed it was around 4:30pm.

"Well, I know this was a start, but I really have to go and meet the vice-principal for my stay in Japan."

"It's ok. I'll clear up."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Just answer me this question," Rayne looked at him with confusion written all over her features.

"Is Mr Jurgen always that scary?"

Rayne laughed wholeheartedly at this. "To be honest, he has two sides. The kind, gentle, father-like personality, which he always play towards me and the strict, angry personality, which I rarely sees."

"So… 50/50?" frowned J.

"50/50."

They bid each other goodbye and Rayne left the studio room. She didn't expect to see Kai waiting for her up ahead but was glad for the company.

"There shouldn't be any problem for a place for you to stay. We've got the Shuzoku Mansion," said Kai.

"True. But lets see what Boris has got to say."

They walked down the corridor, round many corners and up a few flights before entering a small ballroom. There were a few doors leading to several other rooms. For example, the door on the right was the deputy-head office, Boris; the door on the left was the headmaster's office, Mr Dickinson; the door in front was the sectary of the school and you can hear the 'tick, tick, tick' of fingers typing the letters on the keyboard.

Ignoring the sectary, the twins went to the door placed on their right-hand side and opened it without knocking, entering the rich brown and red room.

Noticing it was empty of teachers, students or business, the two Hiwataris made their way to the bar corner, where Boris, Robert and Mr. Dickinson sat.

"Made it just in time," chirped Boris.

"Hey. What's up?" greeted Rayne, sitting on one of the couch. She nodded both Mr Dickinson and Robert in greeting.

"How are you feeling?" asked Mr Dickinson.

"Fine. Slightly tired, but fine all the same," was the reply he got.

"I know what you need," crimsons orbs glinted. "Coffee!"

At this Rayne's grey orbs sparkled.

"You sure know how to make me smile, B," she chuckled and received a big mug of her favourite coffee.

"Thank you,"

"Welcome."

"I thought we are here to discuss about Rayne's stay. We both suggested the Shuzoku mansion," interrupted Kai.

"Well I thought about that as well, but that's too far away," countered Boris.

"So! That doesn't stop us,"

"True. But we need you close byi n case of an emergency. After all you are an official FBI soldier, and also you are not a permanent student here at Jefferson High, so…"

"So?" was Rayne's question.

"We need you close by in case of emergency and we know a perfectly place to go,"

-00-

"I can't believe this," muttered Rayne. "I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" she cried.

"Would you mind lowering your voice? You're going to make me deaf," grimaced her twin. The black-headed girl sent him a glare.

"Why her?" asked Rayne.

"48."

"What?" questioned Rayne, confusion features all over her face.

"You said that 48 times," sighed Kai. This wasn't helping as Rayne's temper went up another level.

"Let's just get this over with," she gritted and walked up, or should I say, stormed up to the doorstep and knocked on the door. Immediately the door opened as if it was haunted and the twins glanced at each other.

"That… was freaky," stated Kai.

"Really?" someone else voiced.

The twins looked up, to see a girl with long brown hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a pink top, her baggy pants attaching to the curve of her hips. Rayne rolled her eyes.

"Well, well, well. Look who's here?" said Ten lazily, unimpressed. "Mr Jurgen just rang saying that you are coming over to stay."

"Yeah, got a problem with that?" snarled Rayne. "You're not the only one not happy about this."

"Glad to know that," she snapped back. She walked down the stairs, standing a good distance in front of her.

"Since this my house, you will hereby follow the rules. Keith will take you to your room and that will be your personal room. No one is allowed to enter unless they have your permission. It's your privacy and your space," explained Ten, arms folded across her chest. "Other than that, dinner is at exactly 2000 hours so be prompt. You may leave the house anytime you wish. And here's your spare of the house key," Ten threw her a golden key which Rayne placed it in her key chains, with all the other keys. Curious, Ten asked a question,

"How many keys do you have there?"

Instead of answering, the FBI soldier gave her a look and followed Keith to her room.

"There you go," he said as they arrived at the far end of the corridor, almost the last door to their right. "Master James bedroom is opposite if you need anything. I'm also available and can be found in the kitchens often." He opened the door and stepped away, letting Rayne enter first.

"Not bad. Not my thing, but not bad," she commented. "Glad it's not pink," she made a face. Keith chuckled.

"Yes, I quite agree. Not a single pink in sight. But that doesn't mean it's not around,"

The horror look on Rayne's face was enough to set the young man laughing.

"Tell me you're joking?" she almost cried.

"Well the maids that cleans here, never said that there was anything pink, so I don't know if it's true or not. Have a nice sleep and dinner is ready in two hours," and with a nod, he left, closing the door behind him.

Rayne looked around the room more closely. The walls were painted in soft, pale green with many black furniture; black computer desk in a corner where the computer sets are, black curtains over the blinds, black desk for doing homework, black wardrobe, small black cupboards where the TV, DVD, VCR are set and a queen size black bed, with black blankets.

"Well at least they have black," she grinned. There was a knock on the door and Rayne went to open it. There she saw a huge grin plastered on a fair, pale face.

"Hi, J," she chirped and let him enter.

He muttered a "Thanks," and looked around.

"Guess you got my old room."

"Your old room?" Rayne repeated.

"Yeah; or my nursery to be precise. We had it redecorated and saved it for rent, or transfer student stays."

"Like me?"

"Like you," he nodded. Rayne chuckled.

"From what my brother had said, you have your own music studio," stated Rayne.

A nod was what she received. "It's how me and my sister became musicians. We practice at least an hour or two everyday, working on our voice and instruments,"

"That's cool,"

"I'll leave you to it. Best if you sort your stuff out and get ready for dinner," James suggested.

"I know. Thanks,"

"For what?"

"The conversation?"

James smiled and left the room. Rayne rolled her eyes to a wall. She placed her bag on her bed and sat down, feeling the mattress was soft and fluffy; just how she likes it. She then moved to the other door, which she just noticed and discovered that it was a connected bathroom.

"Loving it already," she smirked to herself.

She then moved to the curtains and pulled the blinds up, noticing it was a glass door behind it. she pushed down the door knob and exit her bedroom, ending up in the balcony, that was facing the streets. From afar she could see the school flag being taken down, indicating that the headmaster has gone home to rest and that the school will be empty for the night.

She also noticed that there was a huge building just a few houses away from where she is and recognising the building works instantly, there was no doubt that it was Tyson's Dojo. For sure she's nearby her friends. She smirked to herself.

She looked to the other side of her. There was nothing but houses and using her sharp ears, she can hear faint horns of cars, noting that down the road from here was the main road, where cars are usually stuck in traffic as well as local shops and restaurants.

"I should explore Japan more often," Rayne muttered to herself, letting the warm air warm her up after a cold stay in Russia.

"Maybe I could get something for my next prank."

Suddenly the phone rang and made Rayne jumped as she was surprised by the sudden sound. She turned to look behind he and noticed HER telephone was ringing. She re-entered her bedroom and picked up the voice piece.

"Rayne Hiwatari," she greeted.

"I know who it is," said the voice on the other side. Rayne growled deep in her throat, unnoticed by the brunette.

"Just checking that you are well settle and that dinner is ready within an hour. DO. NOT. BE. LATE." And with that there was that annoying tone saying there is no line.

Rayne put down her telephone and took up James advice; unpack stuff and get ready for dinner. She returned to her bag and took out her outfit and got changed in the connected bathroom, also brushing out her hair before exiting. She then went straight to unzipping her suitcase and slowly took things out.

She didn't noticed that the door had opened and that someone had entered until they were standing right behind her. With a big 'BOO!' coming from the redhead feminine, Rayne started and glared at her best friend.

"What was that for?" she cried, opting to chase her.

"Just a way to say hello," her friend giggled.

"Whatever," Rayne shrugged and went back to her unpacking the suitcase. Anya returned to her side and looked over her shoulder.

"You brought that book?" she almost shrieked.

"For reading," sighed Rayne.

"Can I read?"

"Let me finish the second half of the book,"

The book was called "Angel's and Demons" by Dan Brown. It's about love relationship between one of the Angels and Demons but their tribe was not happy therefore they get into war. The intense battle was what hooked Rayne into continuing reading, but then again, Rayne love thick books.

"Oooh… you actually brought that with you?" commented Anya,

"Of course I did. Never go anywhere without it," her friend grinned. She held up a small, chestnut brown, photo frame and inside was a picture of her and the Blade Angels after they won the Russian Championships where they first met the Bladebreakers after a very long time. Amber and Alexia were jumping; Vivienne and Anya along with Rayne herself were smiling, half looking at the camera and half looking at their hyper friends.

"That time was fun," giggled Rayne. "Kicking the ass of our twin brothers, while they register the fact that they have twins,"

"Oh yeah," laughed Anya. She looked back down at the suitcase and took out a book and flip open the pages, noting it was a photo album with a few comments here and there.

"Oh… look at this!" squealed Anya, gaining Vivienne's attention outside. Vivienne took a peek through the space between the door and it's frame and entered, seeing her two friends. She then went to the other side of Rayne and looked over her other shoulder, managing to take a few looks at the album.

"Is that what I think it is?" she asked.

"The photo album," grinned Rayne and took the book from her redhead friend, so that both the Chinese and Russian girls were able to see. They flicked the page one by one making comments and making noises at the most cutest or funniest picture they see.

Time past and soon there was only fifteen minutes left before dinner. The big clock on the wall in Rayne's room that was unnoticed before made a chime tune, gaining the girls attention and interrupted them.

"I have to get ready for dinner. I'll see you girls down there," said Rayne, putting the album back. "We can come here afterwards and finish what we've started,"

Grinning, the girls nodded and bid Rayne good-bye before retreating to their own room, getting ready. The black haired girl went to a desk that has several manicure placed on the desktop and took a brush from there, brushing her hair and tying it up in a ponytail. Satisfied, she headed downstairs despite the fact that she was ten minutes early.

"Oh well," she said to herself. "It doesn't hurt to be early."

Once she reached the edge of the stairs she looked around and headed towards the door on her left and walked through the door, entering the room where some other people were; all them happened to be the Bladebreakers, Ten and James.

"Hey, Rayne!" greeted James.

"What's up?" Rayne greeted back, ignoring Ten rolling her eyes. The door opened once again and Anya and Vivienne entered with Tala, who seems to be making jokes, as the girls were giggling.

Rayne heart missed a beat at the sight of him and she had to restrain herself from jumping into his arms, because she knows, after what she saw at school this morning that he was no longer hers. Well, not at the moment that is.

She felt a tug at her sleeves and then was pulled back and she turned to lock gaze with another pair of grey eyes exactly like hers.

"Be careful," her twin whispered.

Rayne nodded, almost furiously, eyes watery from her tears.

"We'll talk later. After dinner,"

Rayne sighed and the bell rang, indicating that dinner is ready. Slowly, the crowd all followed Ten to the dinning room which was the other doors from the ballroom.

The room was covered in rich red and brown colours; red carpet and soft red walls with brown, mahogany furniture. Right in the middle of the medium size room was the dinning table, covered with thin, white, cotton tablecloth, pinned by silver plates and cups. There was a vase of soft red tulips in the middle, surrounded by small containers full of salt and peppers, mayonnaise, ketchup etc.

Ten stood behind a chair at the head of the table. James was on her left side, the rest of the four seats taken by four of the Blade Angels. On Ten's right side was Tala and the other seat were taken by the rest of the Bladebreakers, leaving the other head of the table seat for Rayne.

The door that leads to the kitchen opened and a handful of butlers appeared, going to the girls, and taking out their chair. Rayne placed herself to her seat and waited, arms on her lap underneath the table. The others seated themselves and also waited, springing up small conversation topics and the butlers disappeared into the kitchen.

After a while, the butlers reappeared with a tray on either of their hands and placed them one by one in front of the teens, opening the lid that stops the heart of the food from cooling.

"For starters: Chicken wings with lettuce and cheese," said the chef who cooks for Ten's family. "Bon appetit."

There was clatter as they all grab a knife and fork and started to tackle the spicy wings. Rayne looked around her and noticed to her relief that she was sat between Kai and Vivien. If it was either Ten or anyone else, she doubt she could contain of being rude. At least with her twin brother beside her, she could visibly relax.

"So, Rayne," a voice called out. The blackhead knew who it was but doesn't raise her eyes to meet hers. "What exactly is your purpose?"

"For what?"

"Coming over to Japan."

"To visit my friends."

"For how long are you planning to stay here?"

"Well in the country possibly till Christmas, but in your house I don't know,"

Amber and Alexia hid their grin.

"Very funny," snarled the brunette.

The butlers returned once again and substitute the starters with another tray.

"Main course number 1: three roast chicken slices with gravy," said one of the baldhead called Gammer.

Murmurs of 'thank you' spread before they all tucked in. Small conversation sparked up.

"You guys have any ideas on what to do for that music project?" asked Amber.

"Well, I guess my group can give you a small sneak preview," answered Ten.

"We're singing what we call 'Not that kind of girl'," grimaced Kai.

"It's not that bad," Ten shot back.

"'Not that kind of girl?' Isn't that one of Ming-Ming's song?" questioned Anya.

"Oh yeah! She sang that 'Get Out' song. I hate that song," groaned Rayne.

"It's not that bad!" defended Ten.

"Your opinion," Rayne gave her a look.

"What are you doing then?" asked Ten.

"That's private and confidential," growled Rayne.

"Right," laughed the brunette. "You haven't got anything,"

"So what you are saying is that your, brother is a lazy-bum."

"I never said that."

"Read between the lines. I'm partner with your brother. What you say bad things about my part in the project, the same thing goes to J,"

"She's got a point," nodded James. He received a glare from the redhead opposite him.

"Taking the blame on someone else?" the girl sneered.

"Likewise," Rayne adrenaline was pumping fast. The Blade Angels and the Bladebreakers look at one girl to the other as if they were watching an intense Tennis match. The butlers came back again this time with desert: Mango Ice cream.

"Is that what I think it is?" asked Rayne.

"Depends on what you are thinking," chuckled James.

"The ice cream full of flavours of Mango?" breathed Rayne.

"Your favourite?" asked James.

"Hell yeah!" beamed Rayne picking up her spoon.

"Childish," muttered the brunette. James kicked her leg underneath the table, receiving a glare.

"What's your problem?" he hissed.

"Her," was his reply.

Tala rolled her eyes at the siblings.

-00-

The clocked chimed when 9 o'clock came and already the gang finished dinner and were at their respective rooms. James popped into Rayne's room after knocking her door.

"Hey," he greeted.

"Come in," she said, placing her suitcase underneath the bed.

James entered, now in shorts and a sleeveless top. "Hope you don't mind me popping in,"

"No. In fact you are very welcome. Just remember to knock every time you want to," grinned the black-headed girl. James chuckled in reply.

"Can I ask you something," he said almost quietly. Rayne nodded, sitting on her bed.

"Can we be friends?" he whispered.

"J. We are always going to be friends," she smiled. James nodded, a big smile playing on her lips.

A small sound came through the hole between the door and its frame. The two teens turned to it, wondering. Then it came again, but this time more louder and clearer: it was a giggle.

"Ten and Tala," groaned brunette.

"What?" questioned Rayne.

"You don't want to know," warned James.

Rayne got out of bed and kneeling in front of the ajar door, she peeked through, seeing Tala and Ten walking up the stairs. She felt someone behind her and turned to him.

"I'm feeling a bit daring. Are you?"

A nod was what she got and they both stood up. Pretending to be detectives or a spy, they flatten themselves against the corridor walls and slid down towards the door where Tala had disappeared.

Rayne turned back to J before continuing, reaching for the door. She noticed the door was left opened a bit and peeked through, kneeling in front of the mahogany door, with James watching from above her.

Oh no,
here it is again
I need to know
when I will fall in decay

Something wrong
with every plan of my life
I didn't really notice that you've been here

What they saw inside was so sexual, it was sick to watch it, as Rayne felt butterflies in her stomach. Tala picked up the female brunette and made her sit on the dressing table in front of him as she giggled away. He bent forward and started trailing kisses up and down the side of her neck. Ten moans so softly and tilted her head to one side, feeling the touch of his lips against her skin.

Dolefully desired
Destiny of a lie

Set me free
your heaven's lie
set me free with you love
set me free

While continuing with the kisses, Tala placed a hand on the table, the other, snaking up her leg, from her knee to her thigh near her nether region. Ten gasped softly and groaned as Tala began to massage her inner thigh.

Oh no,
here it is again
I need to know
why did I choose to betray you

Something wrong
with all the plans of my life
I didn't realize that you've been here

Seeing more than enough, Rayne got up and took a few several steps away from the room, an unidentified look in her eyes. James watched her worriedly and when time passed he reached for her, shaking her slightly. Rayne snapped out of her trance and looked at James.

Dolefully desired
Destiny of a lie

Set me free
your heaven's lie
set me free with you love
set me free

Set me free your heaven's lie
set me free with you love
set me free

"You ok?" he whispered. Rayne nodded and slowly walked back down the corridor, towards the end, with James following. Once arrived outside their respective room Rayne bid the male goodnight and quickly entered, closing the door before he could say anything.

The pale green room that had once looked so cheerful now have a gloomy feeling in the air. The girl staying in this room leaned against the wooden door and let out a tired sigh, tears brimming her vision. The memory of Tala teasing Ten in a sexual way was still fresh in our heroine's mind. Darkness once again clenched her heart.

-00-

Kai Hiwatari looked up from reading a book when he felt something. He was sitting on his bed, "Angels and Demons" book in his hand (same as Rayne) when he felt something in his heart. And he knew…

"Kai?" a voice called out.

The bluenette turned his attention to his girlfriend.

"Everything alright?" she asked.

"I'm not sure. I think something's wrong."

TBC…