A/N: Hey everyone. Sorry it's been so long since I updated, but a lot of stuff's been going on. Thank you all for your lovely reviews. A lot of you asked me why Raenef has three personalities, and I tried to reply to you, but my e-mail was acting up, so I'm not sure who got my e-mails and who didn't. The reason is, that at the end of the seventh book he 'absorbs' the other two personalities. After that it doesn't say what happened to them. So, I figured it would be funny if they were still there, swimming around in his consciousness. Anyway, if you don't think so then I guess you could go ahead and consider this a bit of an AU. Anyway, on with the story.

Complications
By: NekoChibiFaithkitty

Chapter 7: Complications of the Pretend Kind

That night Yoji was startled awake by a loud cry from the room beside his. For a moment he thought that someone had attacked Omi, but then he remembered their house guest. He started to go back to bed when he heard a completely different voice. Silent as Death he crept over to the wall that separated the two rooms.
"Please don't kill him!" Raenef's voice begged. "He doesn't hurt anything."
"Hn." The second voice sneered. "Why not? All he ever does is get in the way! Besides, the others would freak if they knew you left him alive."
"But Krayon knows."
"Yeah, but we can kick Krayon's ass and he knows it. He won't tell anyone."
"Then why can't he live?"
"Because I'm bored. Besides, minor mayhem may please you, but I want to kill something. Just one death and I'll be quiet and let you do as you like with these four."
"But-" Raenef started. He was abruptly cut off by a triumphant cry and what sounded like a minor explosion. Then a loud shriek came from the other room. Yoji jumped and ran into the hallway.
"What happened?" Aya demanded from his doorway.
"Don't know." Yoji shrugged. "But it came from the kid's room."
"Could it be a rival group?" Ken asked from where he stood, concealed by the shadows in his own room.
"Can't say." Aya said.
"I think we have an uninvited guest in that brat's room." The tall blonde hissed.
"Doubtful." Omi scoffed from the stairs.
"Are you sure?" Aya whispered.
"Positive." Came the answer. "I couldn't sleep so I was watching the surveillance cameras all night. He had a bad dream. That's all." With that, Omi went into the room.
The others watched through the open door as he bent down beside the sobbing teen. "I-I couldn't s-save him." Raenef cried. "H-He killed him. "T-The bad one. H-He killed Mr. T-Tomato!"
The assassins stared at each other. Aya watched the teen for a second, then turned and left. Omi held the despairing blonde, and when Aya returned he had a plate with three tomatoes on it. Biting his lip he set the offering down in front of the teen. Seeing the food his tears slowed to the occasional sniffle. When he had finally stopped crying he wiped one hand across his eyes.
"Thanks." He said, giving Aya a watery smile. Then he grabbed one of the vegetables and bit into it. The men of Wiess watched him eat for several minutes before Ken finally announced that he was going back to bed. Yoji and Aya followed him out.
Aya was about to return to his room when Yoji stopped him, placing a hand on the redhead's arm. "There's something you ought to know."
"What?"
"I don't care what Omi saw on surveillance. I know what I heard. There were two people in there. They woke me up with their arguing."
Aya frowned at him. "What were the arguing about?"
"Killing someone."
Just then, they were interrupted by Omi coming out of the boy's room. "I promise." He was saying. "I'll get it for you tomorrow."
"Get what?" Aya asked the smaller assassin.
"A movie I just promised him. It was the only way to get him to go back to bed."
"Hn." The two older men watched him walk down the stairs. When he was out of sight, Aya turned back to the former P.I. "Don't do anything yet, but keep an ear out. If you hear that voice again, let me know."
Yoji nodded and went back to his room. He threw back the covers on his bed, and laid down, but try as he might, he couldn't sleep for the rest of the night.

The next morning Aya and Yoji acted as though nothing had happened the night before. It wasn't very difficult; it seemed Raenef had no memory of the nightmare, only Omi's promise to bring him a movie.
"Please tell me what it's called." He begged.
"No!" The other blonde refused.
"Well, tell me what it's about!"
"I told you five times already! It's about vegetables."
"Does it have Mr. Tomato?"
"Um, yes."
"Anything else?"
"Yes."
"Like what?"
"You'll have to find out tonight."
"But I want to know now!"
"Tonight's not that far away."
"But why can't you give it to me now?"
"Because I have to buy it first."
Raenef's eye grew huge. "You're going to buy it for me? T-then I'll have t pay you back."
"That's not necessary!" Omi squeaked startled.
"Yes it is." The boy insisted. "You can't just waist money like that!"
"How much time have you spent with Aya?" Yoji suddenly asked their guest.
"Why?" The bubble-head asked, cocking his head to one side.
"No reason."
"Omi," Aya said from the kitchen where he was cooking, "isn't it time that you went to school?"
Omi looked up at the clock on the wall. "Oh, sushi!" he yelped. "I'm going to be late!" The seventeen-year-old jumped up and ran from the room. After a few thumps upstairs they heard the front door chime, signaling that the boy had left.
"What's school?" Raenef asked the three remaining.
"It's where you go to learn things." Ken answered him.
"Really? Can I go to?"
"Maybe later." Aya answered him. "Today however, you're going to help out in the shop."
"Really? What do I get to do? Is it fun? Can I use magic? What kind of shop is it? Do you sell bubbles and tomatoes, and puppies?"
Aya glanced sternly at the blonde. "If you aren't quiet the only thing you'll be doing is taking out the trash and fixing lunch."
"If you say so Eclipse, but Chris said I wasn't allowed to take out the trash anymore." Aya glared at him. Raenef made a zipping motion over his lips.
"Now then, did Yoji tell you what you're cover is?"
"Uh-uh."
"You're my baby brother." The tall player said, throwing one arm around Raenef's shoulder. "Who'da thunk?"
"Wow!" Raenef said, eyes growing wide. "I didn't know we were related! Did my mom have an affair?"
"No!" Ken cried shocked. "It's not real, it's more like pretend! Yoji isn't really you're brother, but we want people to think that he is."
"So he's my pretend brother?" Raenef asked.
"Yeah." Ken answered him. "We also need you to pretend that you're kind of sick too."
"Like a fever sick?"
"Not quiet. More like you got hurt and don't remember anything."
"Oh! Now I get it! I can't remember anything because I bumped my head. But how did I bump my head?"
"We're going to tell people that you were in a car accident." Aya answered tersely.
"Huh?" The young blonde said, eyes wide with confusion.
"He means," Ken explained, "that lot of people are going to come by. If we can't explain what you're doing here, some of them will want to take you away."
"But I don't want to leave." Rae said, large tears welling up in his eyes.
"That's why you have to pretend with us." Ken said. "We don't want them to take you either."
"O-Okay." Raenef said, sniffling.
Yoji sighed. "Well, if that's settled I'm going to go open the shop. I can't take to much more of this." They all watched as he got up from his place and left the kitchen. Aya 'hned' and followed him out.
Ken watched them leave. Then he turned to Raenef. "Before you start work we need to get you some new clothes. I don't know what Manx did with the clothes we found you in, but you can't just go around in those clothes day after day."
Raenef looked down at his shirt. "So where do I get new clothes?" He said, holding out the T-shirt's collar so he could see it better.
"I'm going to talk to Aya and get his credit card. Then you and I are probably going to the thrift store, knowing Aya."
"What's a thrift store?"
"Cheap." Ken said, getting up from the table "Stay here while I go talk to our fearless leader."

Raenef sat where he was for several minutes. However when the shop's clock chimed for opening, curiosity got the better of him and he went to go and find where the sound was coming from. He wasn't in the shop for five minutes before he had stumbled across one of their customers.
"Oh, my!" The motherly woman gushed. "And who might you be?"
Placing one finger on his lips his eyes wandered upward as he struggled to remember the story he was supposed to be telling people. "Well," he said finally, "my name is Raenef. I don't remember too much 'cause I got bumped on the head. Yoji says he's my brother and that I got bumped in a car accident and that's why I cant' remember anything. An' since I don't have any clothes here 'cause all my clothes got left at home, Mr. Ken is taking me shopping. I hope he gets me some more bubbles. I like bubbles. Do you know if they sell bubbles in a thrift store? Mr. Ken says we're going to a thrift store 'cause it's cheap."
"Oh you poor dear!" She said, her hand flying to her mouth. "I just saw young Ken around here somewhere. We'll find him and I'll tell him where he can get some good discounts." And grabbing Raenef's hand she led him through the shop to where Aya and Ken were conferring over the best places to get good clothes for under five dollars.
"Excuse me," the woman said interrupting them, "this boy just told me everything and I wanted to help out."
"What exactly did he tell you? Ken asked nervously.
"About the accident and how you need to buy him all new clothes." The woman shoved something into the brunette's hand. "This should help. And if you'll go to the Abercrombie Fitch in the Shibuya mall tell them you need to use Megumi Asakita's discount. That should help out some. And here's my phone number." She said scribbling it down on her meeshi. "Call me if you need anything." She handed Ken the card and made her way back to the front of the shop.
Ken looked down at what the woman had given him. "Um, Aya."
"Yes."
"That woman just gave me five hundred dollars to spend in her store."
"Are you sure?" the red head asked.
"See for yourself."
Aya took the money from Ken and began counting it. After he had counted it for the fourth time he looked back up at Ken. "We might as well go there." He said finally. "She'll get suspicious if we don't. Though I could make it go farther at a thrift store."
The soccer player looked at Aya, then at the money. Then he looked at Raenef, then back at Aya. "Should I tell Yoji that you're coming with me and Rae to get clothes?"
"Yeah, sure." Aya said.
Ken made his way around the store until he found the tall blonde talking to the woman who had just given him the money. "I just couldn't believe it." She was saying. "To think someone could hurt such a cute child. What kind of evil people live in this world? I tell you, what is this city coming to? By the way, how come you never told anyone that you had a brother?"
"He's adopted." Yoji said quickly.
"And you were still willing to take him in? How kind of you."
"Yeah." Yoji replied nervously.
"Well, I've got to go." The woman finally said. "Like I told the other two, if you need anything you just give me a call."
When she was out of hearing range Ken approached the older man. "What was all that about?" Yoji asked.
"She ran into Raenef wandering around the shop. Hey, Aya and me are going into town to get the kid some clothes. Can you handle the shop on your own?"
"Yeah sure. Just as long as no one else wants to tell me what a saint I am for taking the kid in."

A:N/ Hey! Sorry it's been so long since I updated anything! It may be a little longer because I won't have a chance to work on anything for a little bit. I'm going to Shreveport! Yay! Well, I hope you liked it, and as always, please review.