A/N: Okay, so here's the second chapter! Enjoy and no, I do not own any Digimon characters.

Heart of an Assassin

Chapter 2: Unpleasant surprises

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We are interrupting this program after we received an urgent message send a few moments ago.

There's been a suicide this evening in the Sheraton-Commander Hotel. The man who's been dead was no more than the popular scientist, David Franck. He was a partner of the famous scientist, Jack Tachikawa. Both were running on the project: Aerolith.

His body was found outside; suspended with a cord on the edge of the veranda in his apartment. The police indicted this as suicide, but after we investigate it, we found out we were actually talking about an assassination.

The police and the FBI are working on this assignment and we can only tell you the information we currently have. Again, we are sorry for interrupting your program and-"

The rest of her sentence was suddenly cut off when Yamato turned off the television. He scoffed and tossed the remote beside him onto the couch. Placing his cigarette in his mouth, he took a long drag and breathed it out, watching the smoke circling above him creating tiny clouds.

The apartment he was living in was simple. He sat in the middle of a very square living space with only black couches and black furniture. His apartment was also equipped with some glass doors so he could watch the city lights in the dark and the sun coming up early in the morning. Those were sights Yamato would never be tired of. His apartment also contained three rooms. A bathroom and a bedroom, yet he never had the time to sleep in it. Mostly he would sleep in the couch after a mission. And there was a room where he kept all of equipments he needed.

The silence in the living room didn't last long when the phone rang.

Grunting, he left his seat and trashed the cigarette in the ashtray. Yamato took a long sigh when he picked up the phone. He let his fingers trail in his blond hair. "Yea?"

"Hello, my boy." A harsh voice spoke on the other side.

Yamato rolled his eyes. His boss.

Great, he sighed annoyingly. Just the person he needed to hear right now. "Yea, what is it, now?"

"Is this how you greet your boss?" Mr. Giobani mocked him.

Yamato simply sulked and said nothing.

"Anyways, I just wanted to congratulate you on how well you've done performing your job."

"Of course. Isn't it you who taught me this?" He said matter-of-factly. "Look, if it is about that damn job you've offered… Well, yes! I already told you I was going to do it, so if there's nothing more to add I can finally get myself some rest."

He heard a grunt. Good. He knew his boss was pissed, but he wanted to end this conversation as soon as possible.

"Just listen, my boy." His boss continued with a calm tone, totally ignoring Yamato's sudden outburst. "The reason I called you was to congratulate you killing that man –"

"I know, you just did." Yamato cut in.

"– and to inform that you'll be studying in Harvard's University." His boss finished.

"I must what?" Yamato yelled, not believing what he just heard. "Why the hell do I have to study there?"

"Well, when you accepted the job it also meant that you must follow her wherever she goes. Thanks to our hackers, we found out she's been studying in Harvard's. That's why I ordered them to create a new file about you. They were all sent to the computer of that school and tomorrow your mission starts there."

"You did what?" Yamato slammed on the desk furiously.

How can he believe this? What was his boss planning, damn it! This made him angry! Why didn't he told him sooner about this?

"Look, Yamura, I understand why you're angry."

"The hell I am! Why didn't you inform me first? I'm the one who's doing this mission!"

"I know."

His boss' voice was calm. Too calm for Yamato's own sake. Why was his boss taking this so carelessly? Yamato didn't know, but all he wanted is to rip that man's throat.

"Yamura, listen. I know that I should've informed you first about this, but now, you have to know that your name is changed into Matt Ishida."

Matt Ishida… His new identity… It wasn't Yamato or Yamura. Just Matt Ishida.

Yamato gave up. He knew he could never win against this man. Not now since there's a life Yamato wanted to keep from danger. Though he didn't want to admit, he wanted her out of this. And yet, he was still angry about her. His mind was making him go crazy.

He sighed. "Good… What more must I know?"

He could sense his boss smirking. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. Yamato wished they weren't so far away otherwise he would've certainly killed him.

"Nice to hear you cooperate, my boy." His boss smirked, though he couldn't see it, he perfectly makes it out by the tone of his voice.

Yamato's fist tightened making his knuckles white. That stupid bastard was actually happy to hear how he gave up so quickly.

"Is there or is there not I must know about?"

"Well, actually there is still one…" He trailed off softly.

He didn't like that tone.

"And what might that be?"

"I also arranged a room for you in Harvard's… Just near the one the girl is sleeping."

He also did what! He must sleep in that damn school? And he didn't only get an ordinary room, no, it has to be the one where Mimi was sleeping not just far from it! Heck, only one step and he would be there already!

"Is that-all…?" Yamato tried to get himself in control for not bursting in anger.

"I think it is. Now before you go, just make sure you won't get too suspicious and oh, try to get along with her…"

Great… That was just what he was afraid of. Getting close.

"I'll try…" Was his answer.

He was ready to drop the phone, when his boss continued.

"Just remember that I don't give a damn about the past between you two, but this is a mission and I want this to be done as soon as possible! You know what to do if you've got any news."

And with that, Yamato heard the click from the other line and dropped his. This was not his day.

"What's the matter, Yama? Is the boss against you?" A voice asked.

Yamato turned around instantly in search for the voice. Nothing. Everything was covered in darkness, but… there in a corner… A red cloak. It reflected the moon.

Yamato snorted. He knew perfectly fine whose cloak it belonged to. Another member of The Assassins.

"Stop hiding yourself, Sora."

Yamato almost talked to no one in particular, but when the cloak revealed itself from total darkness, two silky legs appeared, a short skirt and then a woman whose features were hidden behind the depths of her hood. She gracefully walked over to him, yet in a sexy way. A way where she could get all men's attention.

Yamato folded his arms and waited for her to come. Though, he didn't felt attracted like she was hoping for. He was just standing there, bored and irritated. But what she did next was bringing him off-guard once she leaped up to him.

She kissed him.

Grabbing her shoulders, he pushed her away from him. Stupid woman! With the back of his hand, he swept his mouth, making sure that no lipstick was left. He gave her an abhorrence reaction. What was this woman thinking, kissing him like that?

Her brown eyes studied him for a while before she decided to push her hood away and her long orange hair to cascade behind her back.

"I see you haven't forgotten me…" She smirked, while she blew a lock of orange hair out of her view.

"What do you want, Sora?" Yamato asked her coldly.

"Come on, Yama… Is this the way how you treat your old partner?" Sora asked in bewilderment. "You should be happy to see me."

"Yeah right… "Yamato gave a sarcastic remark.

"You know… You are still handsome since I last saw you…" She told him, licking her lips seductively while she checked his features.

"And you. Still a beautiful bitch." Yamato replied amusingly. "Really Sora. Who was your last victim you dragged into bed? Michael?"

Sora's eyes flicked dangerously for his retort. But she plastered a fake smile, ignoring the look that he was giving her.

"No, actually, it wasn't him." Sora replied. "But enough about that…" She trailed off and was now standing beside him, trailing her fingers on his chest. "I've missed you, Yama…" She said softly.

"Well, not me!" And with that, he pushed her away again, giving her a murderous look. "Now what do want, Sora!"

Sora just grinned. "Don't be angry at me, Yama… I was just visiting you…" She replied sweetly.

"No shit… You never come unless you need something. Now what is it that you really want, bitch."

Yamato was slowly getting enough of this. He wanted to end this as quickly as possible.

Sora ignored him and frowned taking a step forward. "You've changed, Yama… Since that slut took you away from me you are not yourself anymore! You were always acting so distant to others and especially to me! How can you love a slut like her? She's just a weak and can hardly protect herself!" She shouted in anger.

"Shut up! You know nothing about her!" he raged.

Silence. They stood there, glaring at each other without uttering another word, when…

"Hmph… Look like I was right after all…" Sora concluded, flipping her hair.

"She's nothing to me, if it's that what you wanna know."

Sora eyed him. "My dear, Yama. The way you defend her though you say she means nothing for you, means you are still in denial."

Yamato narrowed an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"You still love her." She spoke in disgust. She turned around placing her hood back on her head, "We'll see each other sooner than you expect." she whispered and walked out of his apartment.

Once he was sure that no one would barge in or call, he took his long waited shower, trying to wash all of the blood from today. Feeling the water hitting his skin, he closed his eyes. Things weren't going to be the same anymore after today. When he got out, he dried himself, took some fresh clothes and walked back into the living room. He let himself fall in his couch and tried to fall asleep.

But he couldn't. Something was bugging his mind.

"You still love her."

No, it can't be. He was not in love. Not anymore. Could Sora be right?

He gave an aggravated sigh and closed his eyelids. He had to sleep. He had to rest. He didn't know how to react once he saw her again, but one thing was sure.

He wasn't going to get close to her…

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To Be Continued…

A/N: This chapter's done as well. Thank you for the ones who reviewed my previous chapter!

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