A/N: Hi! KuroKapibara here!

Yes, yes this is the top of the first page. No, you are not imagining it. This is actually an update! Yay!... I was actually planning on updating this on Friday and say I wasn't going to continue this as a joke, you know April 1st. But you guys hate me already I don't need more. So here it is!

Yep, Jin again sorry, but I hope you guys will give it a try. I mean come on, you waited almost 5 months for this chapter, so please don't ignore my work. Also, a recommendation, you should probably read this story in several days because it's looong and I don't want you guys get bored or skip it. Besides I don't know when I'm going to update again. Fear not, I might take ages to update but I will not abandon it, I promise.

Oh, and you will get to see my failed attempt with humor and fighting scenes. Just go with it please, I'm not a funny person.

And wow guys, thanks for all your support. This is turning to be more that I expected, and it's all thanks to you!

Disclaimer: KuroKapibara does not own World Trigger, all credits goes to its creator Ashihara Daisuke.

Enjoy!


Chapter 3: It was already too late

Mikado City a gate to another world opened one faithful day, invaders from another dimension known as the Neighbor poured through. The city knew true fear. The Neighbors' technology made them immune to most earth weapons. Most believed the fall of the city was a matter of time, but then a mysterious group drove off the invaders and delivered a massage: 'Leave the Neighbors to us, we have longed trained for this'.

They studied Neighbor technology and created an organization to defend the world for them. The Border Defense Agency, the group built a tremendous base in a very short time and prepared defenses against invader. For years later, though the gate was still open and the Neighbor still came through, most of the city's population had chosen to remain. Perhaps to their faith in Border, the regular explosions and flashes hardly even fazed the people living in Mikado City.

Half year later. Mikado city was exposed to the Neighbor's large-scale attack by the military nation, Aftokrator. The Trion Solders and the Humanoid Neighbors who manipulated the powerful black triggers came to invade. Standing up undaunted and bravely against the surge of unbeatable enemies were the border agents. Finally, the helm was steered towards their victory at the crossroads of fate at the cost of a great sacrifice.

Once again, not long after the recent invasion, another one has taken place. All agents, from A-rank, B-rank, C-rank, S-class and elite, were fighting hard throughout the city, repressing the incoming waves of enemies of all kinds. Will border be able to, once again, triumph in the presence of the Neighbor's menace? Even now when they were taken by surprised, even more when they were just recovering from the previous invasion? And what would be the prize to pay for this victory?

- It was already too late. -

"Urg! They are strong! We alone can't deal with this kind!" Said a young teenager wearing a pale yellow beanie that covered half of her face including her left eye, leaving her right dry green as the only source of vision. Minuscule strands of hair managed to escape the yarn imprisonment revealing a light brown color. Her green uniform showed she was a B-rank agent as it wasn't white and the insignia displayed her 19th position in the B-rank classification. Her name was Makoto Chano, from Chano Squad and as the squad name said, she was their captain.

Rapid gunshots were fired by her twin pistols from a distance, in the way a shooter was trained to maintain his enemy at bay. Said enemy was what appeared to be a crab, a big giant dangerous crab… or a scorpion, maybe? Built with releasable sharp blade in form a scythe on the loin, three in each side making a total of six razor sharp scythes along with high speed movement turned it into a fatal weapon; as if six hone blades didn't say deadly already. And let's not forget the neighbor trade mark, the eye inside the mouth it had instead of a face as well as its weak spot.

On contrary of its predecessor, this Trion Solders weren't just painted plain dull white; these types held a different gamma of colors like the specialized Ribbits. Those colors being black, brown and pink, if they possessed an especial ability as the previous countered Trion Soldiers, it was still unknown.

"What did you expect? Arashiyama-senpai said this type had the same strength as a Rabbit, we couldn't even deal with one back then!" Replied the second combatant of the squad. A messy black haired boy with black pupils, he too wore the same uniform as his leader. His name was Fujisawa Itsuki who was also releasing a wave of bullets of his own.

The squad leader never stopped shooting, if she even halted her rain of Trion Bullets just for seconds, well, Chano wasn't sure they would stand a chance if they had to fight them in a close combat, it didn't mean her ammunition was making any effect on the altered Trion Solders though. "I know, but we can't let them come any closer, if they do, I don't want to think what would happen. We are the only barrier separating the neighbors and the citizens, we can't give up now!"

Indeed, the colored Marmods were at least a few meters away from a large group of civilians, Men, women, and children who were in a state of panic. Trying to be controlled by the unfortunate C-rank agents, but most, if not all, the cadets were surpassed in size and only ended up being pushed with the mob as they tried to evacuate them to a safer place. And, like Chano had previously stated, the two B-rank combatants were the only line of defense separating the defenseless citizens from a certain dead.

Even if it wasn't a really good one, it was better than nothing.

"I don't know how much longer we can stand, my Trion reserves are running low, and it's only a meter of time before we have to Bail Out!" Informed Fujisawa when his bullets only ricocheted on the harden layer of the Neighbor Machine, like they had been doing since the enemy appeared. To tell the truth, the black haired boy couldn't imagine an outcome where the victorious end would be theirs. Not since their adversary was at the same category as the Trion Solder used to capture Trigger Users, especially when they were unsuccessful to deal with one back at the previous invasion, and now, now there were three. He didn't have to explain any further.

"Just, keep firing. It's only a matter of time before we get back up!" The squad leader tried to maintain the spirits of her teammate up, but she too was starting to lose hope. Chano cursed at their position by letting a sound from her throat. "Where is the help when you need it?"

It was only a matter of time before the fragile wall of protection which consisted of two teens, came crumbling down. Sooner or later a small mistake would be made, a mistake the enemy was patiently waiting so it would be used to his advantage. Sadly, it was sooner than later when the opportunity presented itself. It had only taken five second for Fujisawa to face backwards at the frighten crowd, assessing the evacuation procedure, when the opponent deemed right to take his chance.

"Fujisawa, behind you!"

The warning came too late.

At the moment everything became in slow motion. As soon as the addressed boy heard the announcement, his line of vision changed direction only to be intercepted by a glowing extraterrestrial eye, half way through. A pair of black irises locked eye contact with a single yellow orb for what appeared to be a prolonged time before it went back to normal, where the scene took no more than short seconds.

Before Fujisawa had time to feel threaten by the close proximity of the neighbor, the war machine strike. Unfolding one of his vast reserves of sharp blades, the brown neighbor took a strong swipe at the human boy. As fast as it had been, the gunner still managed to materialize a shield just in time for the knife to connect with it, shattering the form of protection in the process. Obviously the shield had taken a great part of the blow, however it had held such strength for the defense alone to absorb it all that the remaining energy sufficed to hurl Fijisawa at the near buildings, not more than centimeters away from the fleeting crowd.

"FUJISAWA!" Shouted the squad leader after his teammate.

Screams, wails, shrieks and cries left the mouths of the citizens when their evacuation was interrupted by the hard impact of one of their protectors, beside them. The townspeople immediately adopted the position of hands covering the head as they lower themselves in a way of protection, some even used their body as a human shield to shelter others. While the cadets took the position on the front line, mostly hesitant, and yet with weapons raised ready to go out in the battlefield if necessary.

When the cloud of dust dissipated, the victim was shown with half of his body embedded in the wall and luminous blue lines like cracks creeping from the impact zone, resembling the ones on the concrete. The black haired boy grunted at the tight position he found himself in, but overall he was fine, compared to what had been stored for him, this was nothing.

Seeing as his friend wasn't severely hurt, eased Chano's mind. Still, it didn't mean she was content with the result, oh no, she was far from that, she was furious after witnessing Fujisawa being swat like an annoying fly. Chano turned toward the culprit, hatred burning inside her. "Bastard! You will pay for that!"

And so, Chano launched herself to the skies and above the enemies, begging a new rain of Trion Bullets upon the Trion Solders. Despite the intensity of the attack, it made little effect on the target. It would take more time to eliminate it and seeing as there were three, it could take the whole day which the beanie girl knew she couldn't last. Gravity started to take its effect, dragging the combatant toward solid ground and when her feet made contact with the pavement, Chano didn't waste a second step when she was once again in the air firing a renew wave of luminescent bullets.

The process endured few more rounds where the ammunition came raining upon the colored neighbors, limiting their movements to none. Until the trigger was pulled and nothing came. "What?" More intents were made but the result continued to be the same, no bullets came at the command. "I don't know how much longer we can stand. My Trion reserves are running low, it's only a meter of time before we have to Bail Out" The answer to her question was the statement her companion had made before. At the time, the squad leader hadn't taken it much importance, now she wished she had because if what he had said some minutes ago was the true, then… "Oh no, oh no, no no no!" Her panicked words were accompanied by the rapid clicking of the gun trigger as if trying to prove the theory wrong.

Oh yes. No matter how many times she denied it, it was true. Her Trion Source had been depleted and with it all her attacks, rendering her defenseless in the face of the deadly machines. And the altered Marmods knew it too. Chano could only gulp, now that her body was paralyzed when those extraterrestrial orbs simultaneously zeroed on her hovering form. That was it, she was done for.

The B-rank agent closed her eyes as the Marmod lifted its scythe high, waiting for the impact to come, and it came, hard. Contrary to Fujisawa, the captain didn't have any Trion left to form any kind of defense, so the strike was its full force and instead of impacting into a building, she went right through it… and two more.

And just like that, the wall of protection was no more.

With the two B-rank agents gone, it left the group of people from Mikado City exposed for the Trion Soldiers to prey on the easy targets. Well, there were the cadets but let's be sincere here, if the B-rank agents had a hard time dealing with those new types, then the C-rank agents didn't have the slightest chance. However that didn't stop them from trying, they might have been trembling like Chihuahuas, but their braveness couldn't be denied. Even so, it wasn't enough for the citizens to feel reassured at all; their lives were already passing through the front of their eyes.

On cue, the three multicolor Marmods advanced toward the panicked crowd, never slowing down. At the sight of the incoming machines, the group of people grew hysteric with each rapid step the three enemies took. They pushed each other, trying to put as much distance from the enemies as they could, however they soon reached the point where they couldn't back off any further when their escape route was blocked by the buildings. With no escape,it only rested for the end to come.

And they were getting closer and closer, shortening the distance between pray and predator. It only left for the townspeople to close their eyes as they resigned themselves to their fates,some of them with tears cascading down their cheeks, while others were even holding their loved ones tight so they could be together until the end. Any second now, they could hear the legs staving the hard concrete, growing gradually. Only a miracle could save them now, they prayed for a god, any god out there for any kind of miracle (since it wasn't the time to be picky) that would spare their lives.

But the time had run out.

The metallic roar signalized the arrival of the trio of neighbors and with it, the cries of despair increased. They could feel the enemies preparing themselves, spreading the numerous blades ready to slash easily through the flesh without mercy as if they were cutting a mere sheet of paper. The street of Mikado City would be tinted red, repeating the story of four years ago.

Not on their watch.

The sound of clashing weapons filled the scenario, passing over the frantic sobs of the people and into their ears. Definitely not the sound of a knife cutting through flesh everyone was expecting. At the unexpected foreign sound every single one of the curious looks turned toward the source of the resonance, eager to catch a glimpse of their savior. Forgetting for an instance their fears and with it, the tears halted.

From their point of view, their savior was no more than a silhouette, overshadowed by the sun with his coat flowing swiftly behind him in the imaginary wind and his weapons glowing brightly and powerful against the machine's deadly scythe. All in all, the scene was heroic in any way, inspiring awe at the bare sight of the event and filling every single citizen with the hope they once lost.

The odds had increased in their favor, now that it seemed the newcomer was at par with the powerful neighbor. And to demonstrate them that they couldn't be more right, a well-aimed kick from the part of the mysterious warrior sent the altered enemy crashing into the opposite buildings. Still it hadn't been enough to rendering it useless, it would be only a matter of time before the Trion Solder could start kicking again. But Tachikawa wouldn't want it any other way.

The combatant was starting to feel excited at the new challenge. It was rare for a strong type to appear, usually being common classes that with one blow sufficed to neutralize the invaders. Well, today Tachikawa got to have fun. Nevertheless his excitement was short lived when he felt stares stabbing his back, making him remember that he was not alone and he was here to save the civilians in the first place and not to play with the neighbor.

"O-Oi! Is everyone alright?" The newcomer whirled around, facing the astonished crowd who finally got a detailed view of their savior. And god was he a sight to behold.

When finally it dawned on the victims that their dead wouldn't come any time soon and they had been saved, the rivers of tears renewed their cascading path. However this time their meaning weren't from despair but from happiness at the second chance they were given.

"Thank you. Oh, thank you!"

"You have saved our lives, we are eternally grateful!"

"I thought I was going to die!"

"Mommy, mommy. I'm scared"

"Everything is alright now, this brave man has saved us."

"All hail our savior!"

Tachikawa couldn't do more than smile awkwardly at all the praise he was getting. Sure, he knew the popularity with the people came with the job of being a Border agent, especially the number one A-rank squad. Despite of that, Tachikawa couldn't help to feel a little overwhelmed by it, still it was nice to feel appreciated time to time. 'I wonder if they would keep cheering if they knew I forgot about them just seconds ago.' … No, they definitely wouldn't.

"Wait a minute. It wasn't just one, there were three!" Shouted someone from within the crowd

'Ah, I knew it had been too easy to be true' Tachikawa wanted to smack himself for forgetting the previous report where it was stated that there were, in fact, three altered Marmods that had come out from the portal. Some top agent he was.

His line of thoughts was cut short when a warning scream from the group of people made him aware of his surroundings. The coal-eyed boy didn't have to turn around to know what the commotion was about, still he was going to anyway if he wanted to deal with the two missing enemies. Tachikawa rotated to face the incoming threat, weapons already out and prepared for the incoming attack. He didn't consider himself cocky (not like some elite agent he knew) but he was confident that he could deal with them without any problem, he had dealt with Rabbits and Ilgars in auto-destruction mode before, who said these ones were different. Well, that was about to be seen.

Two Marmods appeared in his line of vision in their full attack-mode, as a way of intimidation toward their preys. If he had been someone else, like the cadets behind him who kept trembling uncontrollable, (the brunet was sure the little agents were on the verge of passing out) then he would have probably fled by now. But of course, he was not just someone else, he was no more and no less than Kei Tachikawa, the number one solo attacker,it would take way more than that to make him run with his tail between his legs.

So it was not a surprise when Tachikawa stood his ground, ready to confront the neighbors head on. His calculative gaze watching carefully, assessing his background for a good opportunity to strike since that was his way of doing things: Acting in the present; unlike a friend of his whom always lived in the future. And then, he saw his chance, just few more steps and he would make his move, just a few more… 5 more… 4 more… 3 more… NOW-"

Before his feet separated from the ground, two familiar figures like the ones he had left back at the clearing, appeared, intercepting the attacks that were clearly aimed at him. The force was obviously strong, being that, after blocking the assault, it managed to push both agents a few steps backwards. Still the combatants kept their position of holding them off.

"You didn't expect to have all the fun to yourself now, did you?" The one from the left said, never parting his gaze from his task at hand but his voice alone was enough for Tachikawa to know there was a playful grin plastered on the hazelnut haired teen's face.

The brunet couldn't help but to roll his eyes at the antics of his comrade. "I found them first, you know? Go and look for your own." Tachikawa said as he found himself returning the grin, even though the other couldn't see it.

"Someone wasn't taught how to share when he was a kid." Mocked the teen. "Besides, you already had your fun with yours." His rival made a move with his head toward the referred object and of course, the curiosity inside Tachikawa made him follow until his eyes set on an upside down black Marmod who was trying to reposition itself, only to fall back onto his loin. The image was really similar of an oversize cockroach struggling to stand; the simple comparison was amusing for the ace of the number one squad.

"Fine, you want that one, you can keep it. Pink is not my color anyway, I think I'll stay with the black one better."Conceded the young man when he took notice of the elite's opponent.

"It's not pink. It certainly holds a tone of coral."The ex S-class agent informed his ignorant friend, a little strained because he still was restricting an enemy that was insistent on reaching its target. "Know the difference, Tachikawa."

That was definitely not what Tachikawa was expecting to hear. He had to blink once, twice for his brain to process the reply and when it did he couldn't contain himself any longer, the number one solo attacker gave into a fit of laughter.

However the mood was short lived when a neutral voice made itself known after being left forgotten along with the rest of the crowd by his two companions. "Not the time for jokes, Jin. Focus on the matter at hand."The spiky haired boy scolded the youngest of the duo.

The teen just pouted "You are no fun, Kazama."

But the Elite was plainly ignored in favor of attending another issue that had been pending for a while now. Kazama had already reprimanded one, the other wasn't going to scape that easily. Without facing the addressed man he started. "Tachikawa…"

"… Eh? Err... Y-yes?" The number one solo attacker responded after he finally managed to control his burst of laughter. Man, his abdomen hurt, he could already feel abs forming (or accentuating) after a few seconds of laughter. This was way more effective than all those hours of relentless training, maybe he would start implementing this method instead of all those exhausting exercises.

"I'll deal with you after I'm done with this one."Came the response. This time his face turned a little to the side in order for a red crimson eye to make contact with the coal ones for the reason of making his threat more … threatening.

Tachikawa couldn't help but roll his eyes as a frustrated sigh escaped his lips "Can't you just let it go? Man, talk about holding a grudge."

All the while, the interaction left the forgotten citizens dumbfounded. Here they were, staring at the scene unfolding itself before the three heroes acted as if their lives hadn't been about to end just minutes ago and handling the situation as if it was a mocking spar with two practice dummies and not the deadly machines they really were, when the previous warriors couldn't even make any real damage.

It made the townsfolk wonder…How old were they? Nineteen, twenty, maybe the little one around seventeen. (Kazama felt a sting on his back, he had a feeling someone had mistook him for a teenager just now. Ignorants. He was an adult, twenty one was considered adulthood).The trio of agents were still relative young, well, young compared to the ages most from the group of people had. And yet, they had managed to make front at the powerful enemy as it was no big deal. Just… How strong were they?

Back with the three combatants, who were still oblivious of their charges,one integrant of the trio had had enough. Imitating the exact movement his tall companion made to stablish some distance between himself and the neighbor, the potent kick sent it flying and crashing right next to its black counterpart. And now that was dealt with, there count was two down and one more to go.

Jin could feel two penetrating stares on him, he didn't have to turn to know whom the belonged to or what they were saying. Even if they didn't voice it out loud, its meaning was clear: what are you waiting for? Stop wasting time. 'Yeesh, so demanding' But the elite agent decided to keep it to himself, the least he needed was to have both of his companions reproaching him, so he decided that, for once, he would comply with the unspoken command. When…

Suddenly an image overlapped Jin's view of the Marmod in front of him.

Black replaced the bright pink from his vision, surrounded by purple flames which delimited and gave it form, thereby allowing the agent to distinguish the figure before him. However, the image was blurry, like a picture that was taken in motion, for him to be able to observe it more clearly. Still, he figured it was a humanoid silhouette, that much he could tell and yet he wasn't certain if it was human or not. He wasn't given more time to ponder any further, for the flames consumed everything leaving a pure blank space as its replacement. And then, out of nowhere, a deep red drop splattered all over the white canvas. Soon enough, more droplets followed one by one, staining the pristine white with crimson red until the previous color was no more.

And just like that, with the mantle of red, it all ended.

The forgotten pink returned to his line of vision, along with the different colors from the buildings and foliage that conformed the background. The ex S-class agent might not had had any idea of what all that show of colors was about or its meaning, but he sure knew what it had been: a vision.

A vision of the uncertain future that had yet to be set.

A future that had been unstable at first but was gradually gaining steadiness as time went by, and with the aid of the selected decisions, it was being leaded to be the imminent future.

It had barely passed a day without any predictions and yet, it had managed to take Jin by surprise, making him stumble a little to be overlook as a struggle with the enemy to any bystanders. But for the duo he called 'friends' and knew him 'well', it had been obvious something had happen for him to react that way. Not just anything could get a response from the enigma that was the elite.

And the enemy had perceived it too.

Taking advantage of the opportunity given by the unseen distraction, the Marmod took a swipe with one of his sharp claws at the opponent. If Jin hadn't been used to automatically act toward this kind of circumstances then the blow would have surely connected with its target full force and cut through him as simple as a katana cut… well, anything. Luckily, the hazelnut haired teen snapped back from the bizarre scene, just in time for him to dodge the incoming attack.

However, the Trion Soldier did not refrain itself for a single swing, when it had five more claws at his disposal. Five more strikes were thrown at Jin, strikes he swiftly evaded one after another, until the pink machine eventually ran out of blades for it to continue his assault. That was when the ex S-class agent took his turn to retaliate. 'You're all out. Good, now is my turn.' With mighty strength, Jin launched the not-so-light war machine into the sky and with his two Scorpions, he sliced off all six blades clean off. The assault had been way faster than the fastest droid itself that said machine was disarmed before it realized it was now obsolete.

The elite agent didn't have the heart to break a family apart, he knew how important it was to everyone. That's why, when Jin was done, he sent the pink mutation back to be reunited with its siblings. And so, they three Trion Solders were together again, closer than they would have ever expected to be.

Soon, Jin returned back to the ground with a swift landing, he dusted his hands admiring his handiwork. The duo of the Marmod sibling weren't struggling for reposition themselves anymore, instead, the black and brown machines were wrestling to escape their pink imprisonment. 'Yep, that would have to do for now… But… Where have I seen them before?.' No matter, in time the answer would come. Sapphire eyes left the scene to focus on the sensation of being observed that never left him while all the fighting was going, two in particular.

And he was right. The stares from every single individual in the group of citizens and rookies were centered on him. Naturally they would be expressing confusion, after all that have been happening, they were beginning to reach their limit but that was to be expected. However, what caught Jin's eyes, were the two agents he had arrived with. Both combatants were eying him with accusatory expressions that betray their features. Yes, even Kazama.

"What's the matter, Jin" Kazama couldn't help but ask, curios at what made his composed partner lose his focus.

"What the heck happened?" Interrogated Tachikawa

'So, they noticed' Jin really had hoped that his friend wouldn't have realized his slip up. He should have known better, those two were very perceptive, something rarely escaped them. Guess, it was his fault for befriending that kind of people. And now that he thought about it, he realized the ex S-class agent was surrounded by them. Simply in Tamakoma, with Kyosuke (he did caught him and confronted him when Jin had lied about the invasion), Reiji (No one could lie to that impeccably composed beefcake), Yuuma obviously, maybe Shiori, Four eyes was smart but to kind-hearted to believe in anyone, definitely not Konami (poor girl, she was too gullible for her own good, it was fun to trick her though) and Chika-chan was too innocent. Still that was half of the division to be aware of, fortunately Jin was a master at what he did to always get his way. But enough wandering, he had someone speaking to him…

"You never react at anything" Continued Tachikawa with his accusation.

"Unless something took you by surprise…" the gears in Kazama´s mind commenced to turn as he started to theorize, sharing his line of thoughts with the outside world. "… and the only thing, even that is rare, that can do that i–"

"You had a vision, didn't you?" Tachikawa took the liberty to finish the spiky haired boy's rambling (that was the only thing the man's action could be called) and went straight to the point.

Jin was trying with all his might not to laugh at the situation Kei found himself in, not if he didn't want to redirect the older combatant's wrath towards him, when it was currently oriented at the taller teen after been rudely interrupted. Jin had to hand it to his rival, not anyone could be the target of that freezing glare and hold his composure, unless it was him of course. And yet, at a close inspection of the brunet, showed small trails of sweat following the path down the neck that betrayed him.

Back to the question asked. It was not like Jin didn't want or wasn't going to ever tell his friends, it was just that the vision had been so vague, merely in the process of forming itself, to (even for him) understand it. The hazelnut haired teen didn't want to get them worked up for something minimal as that. 'You did say you were going to begin relaying on others.' Yeah, he had said it, curse the inner conscience. Jin didn't know what good he would gain out of this, though.

"Yes–"

"Well, what was it about?" Urged an impatient Tachikawa.

"If you just stop interrupting…." Retorted Jin a little annoyed by his rival's impatience before he continued his explanation. What explanation? He didn't know. "… um… how should I put it… I'm not actually sure myself but it wa–" Jin hadn't been able to proceed with the description any further when he was cut off yet again, but this time, the intrusion had been by a shout originated within the crowd that commenced a wave of cheers.

"That's Jin-san!"

"I can't believe it, it is him!"

"Jin-kun saved us!"

"Oh my god, oh my god! He is so close to me!"

"It's the best day of my life!"

The acclamations had all oddly been high pitched tones and not a single deep one was heard, indicating that all those cheering had been made by females. Oh no, that could only indicate one thing… one dreaded thing for Tachikawa and Kazama. Something horrible that they would definitely avoid at all cost, something far more awful than hordes of altered Marmods, Rabbits and Black Trigger humanoid neighbors users combined (they high ranked combatants would gladly take that as many times as necessary, rather to confront them). The solely subject that could cause fright to any agent, no matter the rank, that just upon hearing the name sent chills up their spine, were the fearsome, abominable…

Fangirls.

The duo could only mentally groan at their predicament. They had been having a hard day as it was, the least they needed right now was to deal with lunatic hormone-driven teenagers. Besides, they couldn't, not even in a million years, know how to deal with them. Not even Kitora despite of how much she loved the attention (no matter how many time she denied it). The only one who held the power to control the untamable teenagers – and it pained them to say it – was Jin.

"Yo! The elite agent, Jin Yuichi, at your service!"The elite agent rotated in his place to face the acclamations. Since he was a kid, Jin was thought to always pay attention when spoken to and he wasn't going to start ignoring his teachings now. Especially when they were coming from all those adorable faces who in return were dreamily looking at him; that would be plainly rude. "Ho, what a beautiful and lovely ladies we have here." The elite complimented with his typical cocky expression.

"KYA!" It was all the group of fans needed for all women to burst into uncontainable squeals. And when they said all women, they meant it, since it was Jin who had robbed the hearts of every single lady from Mikado City. Kazama and Tachikawa could have sworn they saw hearts in each pair of eyes of the females from the group, let it be teens, adults, grannies; love didn't have an age.

A celestial being must have taken pity on the two unfortunate souls because at that moment a rumbling noise reached the ears of the whole audience. In an instance all the commotion died down while the three agents faced the source of the sound. Apparently, the colorful Marmods had finally managed to untangle themselves from their pile and were now reading themselves for the second round. 'Well, if that is what they want, we will be happy to concede.'

But first, to attend the reason of why they came here in the first place. Let's no repeat Tachikawa's mistake.

"Don't worry about those three horrible monsters, that furrowed expression doesn't suit those cute faces. Let me and my friends over there take care of them." Jin was quick to act on calming the crowd down before it could turn into a full stampede. His voice, despite being low, it had sufficed for it to break through the murmurs and into the auricle of the townspeople. "Instead, you can help us by staying safe. Continue with the evacuation, just follow the little agents and everything would be alright. Could you do that for me?"

There was no need to be asked twice. The fangirls nodded vigorously before proceeding to carry with the task, because … 'omg!, Jin-kun was counting on them, they could never ever disappoint him and when this was over Jin-kun would come looking for them, declaring his eternal and undeniable love.' In conjunction with the thoughts, the fangirls gave their creative minds free rein to generate a wide diversity of fantasies of their lives with their beloved others could even see the aura of the overload happiness the fans were radiating, there was no need to say it was terrifying.

With those thoughts in mind the females hurried the rest of the crowd out of the battlefield. As they moved no one protested, no one complained, only those without self-preservation would be stupid enough to voice their displeasure. If that were to happen, then the pitiful soul would have met a terrible fate at the hands of the rabid fans,an amusing sight to witness for the bystanders, better them than oneself. For now, they abstained themselves to hurriedly follow orders and evacuate the place before it could escalate into something more serious.

Meanwhile the remaining two agents had ignored the previous scene in order to instruct the little cadets how to proceed with the movement. The newbies weren't listening in its totality, while a part of them was sure to engrave the instructions by heart, the other part though, couldn't help but fangirling hard for being addressed by two of the highest rank agents, a one life-time opportunity. They couldn't wait to tell the others cadets that Kei Tachikawa and Soya Kazama spoke to them, they surely would be the envy of the class.

Oblivious of the rookies' inner turmoil, the top duo finished giving the instructions and sent them on their way to fulfill their part. Kazama and Tachikawa observed as the cadets left, tumbling all their way to be reunited with the group of civilians, emanating the same matching aura the fangirls were giving. The duo could only shake their heads, today had been a weird day and they bet it could get even weirder.

"…Umm… E-excuse m-me…"A little trembling voice called up to the two agents. The squeaky voice had been but a whisper that if the top combatants hadn't been used to detect the most minimal sound (thanks to Kikuchihara and his Side Effect) then the warriors would have passed it as nothing but a murmur of the wind … or a ghost.

Discarding the two absurd possibilities, the HQ agents changed their sight toward the source of the susurration, only to come across to … no one. Strange, it had been undoubtedly a voice, guess they were wrong. However, before they could go back to whatever they were doing before, the little squeaky voice spoke once again but this time accompanied with a pull at the brunet's coat, to assure them that there was someone there and not their imagination playing tricks. "…u-uh… do-down here."

And so, they follow the voice's directions, landing their mismatched eyes on a small child with pale skin and black locks, who was nervously fidgeting with his two index fingers and observing the ground like it held the secrets of thousand mysteries. When the kid felt two burning gazes fixated on him, only then, his big eyes left the ground, revealing a pair of gray irises.

"Sorry little man, we kinda didn't see you there" Apologized Tachikawa with one hand scratching awkwardly the back of his neck.

Tachikawa lived for combat, for the shot of adrenaline that pumped through his veins in an intense fight. No social skills were required in a battle, so it was logical that the teenager wasn't a master in that department and taking care of brats certainly counted as one. Nevertheless, without having much from where to pick, just between him and Kazama, the number one solo attacker was a far better option of dealing with the kid than the perpetual-stone-cold-face young man.

Sure enough his assumptions were proven correct when the small boy changed the direction of his focus, from him toward the stoic crimson eyes. The effect was instantaneous, the small body of the kid paralyzed at the simple sight and with the child's instincts encouraging him to find a safe place which he found behind the tall teen. Although it was all in vain because those red bloody eyes never left the tiny frame.

Poor kid, he was visibly shaking now. Tachikawa turn to address his companion, because if he didn't do something and fast, the boy would surely pee his pants. "Cut it out, will you? You are just scaring the kid more than he already is."

"I'm not doing anything." the reply was the only reaction Kazama gave since his face remained the same.

"Will it kill you to make an expression from time to time?" Specified the younger combatant.

This time it did have a reaction, but Kazama being Kazama, it expressed the total opposite of what Tachikawa was referring. A frown manifested in the neutral features of the spiky haired man, indicating he wasn't amused with the suggestion, thus making him more frightening for the child and aggravating the situation. Tachikawa could only heave an exasperated sigh, he didn't know why he had expected a positive expression out of his companion; the only time he had seen the man crack a full smile was…. Well, never. And he supposed that a shaking child wasn't going to change that.

"Not what I had in mind…never mind." At least, he was going to be thoughtful toward the little boy's feelings and calm him the best way he could. Tachikawa crouched down next to the scared kid, as a way to appear less imposing and intimidating with the height of his and rested a supportive hand on top of the small bob-cut hair. "Just ignore him. My name is Kei and the one sulking in the back is Soya, nice to meet you." The brunet finalized his introduction with the most heart-warming smile he could muster.

And it seemed to be very effective.

The terrified kid found a courage he didn't know he possessed with a simple look at the coal-eyed agent. The little black haired boy couldn't help but give a timid small smile in return. "N-nice to meet you. My name is Ken"

The kind smile never vanished from the brunet's face. "That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Tachikawa wasn't sure if he was addressing himself or the kid, but seeing as how Ken acted, the child didn't have much interaction either, so it was going good for both of them. "Well Ken, was there something you wanted to tell us?"

"Yes … Y-you see… umm…" Ken started to say with the previous shyness attitude of his back in place, however a simple glance toward the brunet was enough to throw the insecurity out of the window and regain his new found confidence. It was such a cute sight of the boy as he clenched his tiny fists and gave a firm nod of resolution before he continued, it even managed to make Kazama forget his scary frowning face for a faint smile. "Hai!... umm… before you came, there were other two agents battling the monsters"

Jin, having finished his task, arrived just in time to hear the statement come out of the little boy's mouth. The trio shared gazes, clearly asking each other silently if, by any chance, one of them had spotted a solely hint of either of the two mysterious combatants. Knowing their current luck, the missing agents could have been right under their noses and they wouldn't even have noticed. When neither of the three made a sign of recognition, all eyes returned to the only source that could give them the answer they were looking for. Said source being the kid who in return was waiting expectantly for an input.

"Do you know what happened to them or where are they now?" Asked the tallest of the three since the kid and him had formed some kind of mutual trust with each other.

"Of course" The boy assented before he turned a little sideways and pointed at the building behind them "One crashed in those houses, I think she went through three or more."

The warriors couldn't help but flinch at the hole on the house's wall. Sure, their Trion Bodies exempted them from feeling any real pain, and yet they still could picture the scene perfectly in their minds all thanks to personal experience.

Then, Ken turned his back from them to face the fleeting crowd and pointed "And the other one is over there" In the mob? No, if so, then the agent would have spoken up long time ago. The trio observed past the citizens and onto the building's wall, spotting a form embedded on the wall, bluish cracks spreading from his body – his Trion body…and just then, the trio realized that they had found the second agent.

And who would have thought? They were right. The missing agents were on plain sight all the time and the 'top' agents didn't even noticed. Well, in their defense, the hole where the first combatant went through could have been mistaken for a deviant attack that collided with the building. And the second warrior was being obstructed from view by the thick crowd, it was like searching a needle in hay, something impossible to achieve. Surely those were pretty excusable reasons if you asked them. But of course, no one did.

"Huh, that's Fujisawa Itsuki from Chano squad" It didn't take long for Jin to recognize the fallen agent; with him knowing every single Border member no matter the charge, it didn't present much of a problem. From directors to janitors, from S-class, passing A-rank and to B-rank agents, he knew them all. The C-rank were the exception, though, since they came and went but as soon as they made it to the next stage then Jin would immediately learn their names.

… Also, it wasn't as if the uniform and his position weren't a dead giveaway.

"Then that leaves Makoto Chano as the one who went through the buildings." As always, it was Kazama who completed the line of thoughts.

"I kind of feel bad for them, they have really bad luck. Somehow, those two end up finding the hard neighbors…" No, that wasn't right. Now that Jin though about it, he had to rephrase his statement right "… Errr, no, it's the other way around, the neighbors find them first. They are like some kind of magnets for trouble…" Jin scratched his cheek with one of his finger. Now, that sounded familiar … Oh right!... "Just like my cute Kouhais!" Exclaimed the hazelnut haired teen, pride shining in the penetrating sapphire eyes, just like each time his young pupils were involved.

"That's nothing to be pride of." Deadpanned his humorless companion.

"Right" Tachikawa's attention left the crushed body in favor of addressing his little friend "Thanks for telling us, you are a big help, Ken."

The coal eyed teen didn't know what possessed him to start messing with the kid's neat black locks; he wasn't usually like this, that was more of Jin's behavior and yet his body went right ahead and did it. And oddly enough it felt right, like what a big brother would do in affection toward his little brother, he knew he just met the boy but something inside him made him feel that way. Now Tachikawa knew how Jin felt with those little kouhais of his and his obsession with protection.

"No problem. Glad I could help."Said Ken, who just stood without moving accepting the combatant's antics by giving a cute embarrassed smile.

"Ooooiiiii, keeennn!" The shout startled all three agents and the little boy, making them snap their heads toward the source. However, with the speed that could put the best agent to shame, it turned out to be nothing but a yellow blur was before it jumped and embraced with a tight grip ken's back, nearly sending both bodies colliding onto the hard asphalt and ripping the combatant's hand – which was left holding few strands of black hair- in the process. "IhavefinallyfoundyoudoyouknowhowworryIwas?IhavebeenlookingeverywhereforyousinceyousuddenlydisappearedandIcouldn'thelpbuttothinkwhatifsomethinghadhappenedtoyou?likebeingcrushedbythehumanstampedesinceyouaresmallandscrawnyandtheywouldn'tnoticeyouoryousuddenlyfindyourselfinfrontofthoseovergrownscorpionswhereyouwouldn'tstandachancetheywouldsendyouflyingwithoutanyeffortandyouwouldhaveendedupwhoknowswheredon'tscareyourbestfriendlikethateveragainkennevereverevereveragain!"

The two HQ agents and the one from Tamakoma could only stand there, dumfounded by the kid's – because it turned out to be a boy with dirty blond hair and huge rounded dark-golden eyes that wore a colorful attire with yellow as the basis color, clearly mirroring the child's hyperactive personality – ability to speak all sentences in one go without taking intermediaries breaths. A talent no one could muster, not even Midorikawa and his never ending energy and the trio went as far as to think that it might be a Side Effect.

While the combatants took their sweet time trying hard to put spaces in the long sentence the intruder gave and find any meaning to it, the pale boy had no problem understanding what his best friend had said. "I'm fine Hide. You know, all those are crazy probabilities your head comes up with won't happen."

"I can't help it! Youknowhowmycreativemindisonceitstartstoimaginecircumstancesthereisnostoppingit!" Said the new arrival referred as 'Hide'. His face was rubbing Ken's back affectionately glad that after his long arduous search, the blond had now the skinny boy in his arms and he would scratch and bite like a rabid dog whoever wanted to take his best pal away from him.

"Yeah, I know. But I didn't do it to scare you, I had to tell the agents about the other ones who first battle the neighbors" What impressed the trio of attackers even more was how this little scrawny boy was quite capable of understanding the jumbled words the hyperactive kid was saying, when the only thing they heard from their end was a bunch of tangled words competing to be the first to come out of the blonde's mouth.

It appeared that, knowing his friend was not in an unimaginable danger had calmed the golden eyed boy, for he now he spoke with a language the agents could comprehend. "Ahh, you mean the two guys that got their butt handed to them?" Asked Hide with his hands going into his short's pockets.

"That's not nice, Hide…." Ken reprimanded his friend with a stern voice. The blonde was honest to a fault that sometimes he blurted the truth without a care in the world if he hurt someone which usually resulted in school fights that landed him on detention. The solely thing Ken could do was correct the hyper boy and hope his words could penetrate that thick skull of his friend. "…and one was a girl." added Ken as an afterthought.

"But it's true!..." The boy exclaimed with an offended tone after being accused as a liar in his mind. However the sentiment didn't last long when the expression of his face was gradually morphing into one of surprise and disbelief. "Wahhh! Nuh-uhh, he was dressed like a boy, so he was a boy. If he was a girl then he would be wearing girl's clothes, you know shorts, skirts that kind of stuff. You need to get your eyes check, Ken. I knew your obsession with books would leave you blind." And with a stubborn pose the boy finalized his rant.

All the while Ken could only sight in resignation at his friend's childish behavior. Didn't he know, they were at the presence of three dangerous persons that could strike down any foe effortlessly? The least he wanted was to make them mad, although Ken knew the warriors would never lay a hand on him or his friend, they still were scary and that was enough for him. "Sorry for my friend, he tends to speak the first thing that comes into his mind without thinking it."

"Yeah, we kind of noticed. Don't worry about it, though. No harm done. Besides, you are just kids, that's how you are." Jin dismissed the apology. To tell the truth, he found the comment funny and it wasn't like it had been the first time and it wouldn't be the last time it would happen. It was a common mistake the people tended to make, even between the agents and the hazelnut haired teen would be lying if he said he hadn't committed the mistake himself.

"Thanks" Ken exhaled the breath he didn't know he was holding. "By the way, that's my best friend, his name is H-" But the pale kid didn't have a chance to finish the introduction, when the hyperactive boy was at it again.

"Hi! I'm Hide, nice to meet cha!" The blondie introduce himself, his hand waving fifteen times per second.

"Hi there. I'm Jin, that's Kei and the one with the perpetual scowl, is Soya." The elite took upon himself to introduce the present combatants, signalizing each one with their respective name, obviously earning an eye roll from the adult when his name was mentioned.

"Wow, you guys are like super heroes! It was so awesome! First the monsters were like 'RAW!' and then you were like 'Nu-Uh, not on our watch' and then both of you went 'CLASH, CLASH…" So caught in the excitement of his tale, the little child started to reenact each scene. From clawing and roaring to imitate the neighbors, to swinging his tiny hands and sending kicks in an attempt to impersonate the warriors. "… then mister acted weird, so the huge girly monster went 'RAW' again but mister avoided it like 'I´m s- mhmmmhmhmhm!"

Thankfully, the story telling was cut short when Ken, taking pity on their saviors, decided to put an end to their torture by jumping on his best friend's back and clasping both of his hands over the unstoppable mouth. It didn't have the desired effect since the mouth kept moving pronouncing muffled words, but at least it managed to lower the intensity.

A relived sigh escaped the mouth of all present combatants without their permission, however it was justified, for the three agents were beginning to feel overwhelm by the constant bombarding of rushed words and movements. Never in their lives had they felt so close to claustrophobia before, not even with the endless horde of neighbors from previous and recent battles. And then, this kid, with no more than 8 years old, came with nothing more than his charisma and made them feel vulnerable and expose like no one else had. To say that they weren't fond of it was an understatement.

"Thanks" All three offered theirwords of gratitude at the same time, nevertheless they weren't needed because Ken knew quite well what his innocent and charismatic friend was capable of. The timid boy had seen it happen many times to other people, however, it appeared that only he was immune to it. Therefore, the boy limited himself to give a knowing smile in response.

Suddenly, a metallic earn-splitting roar multiplied by three, filled the atmosphere the small group of citizens and agents were. As on cue, every single soul ceased their actions, the evacuation halted, the sounds vanished and only silence prevailed, all product of fear that entered their cores. Despite of that, the calm was never broken. One reason being that after two or three scares, it tended to lose its surprise factor and consequently its panic effect. That and the townspeople were kind of getting used to it by now, while the other was their total faith on their three guardian angels watching over them. Those certainly gave them enough reason to keep their composure and resume their movement, although with a quick pace than before.

Back at our heroes. The trio was positioned ready to defend: Kazama and Jin were standing at the front with their respective 'Scorpions' manifested and ready for action. While Tachikawa stayed in the back protecting their two little charges, however that didn't mean he was weaponless, on the contrary, both of his 'Kogetsus' were unsheathed and glowing threateningly as they always had.

"It looks like they want round 2" Stated Jin with eagerness explicit in his voice and expressed in his movements.

"Good, it was about were taking their sweet time in getting ready" The elite was not alone experiencing the sentiment, Tachikawa too was anxious to go in the battle field and put his developing rush of adrenaline of use. The number one solo attacker limited himself in rotating both of his blades as a sign that he was more than set to begin the unfinished encounter.

Both kids were left speechless at the scene before their eyes. It reminded them, with the uncanny resemblance, of those scenes from super heroes movies where the protagonists made heroics poses as they prepared themselves to deal with legion of enemies. Surely a dream come true to all little boys." C'mon, misters! Give it to them!" Of course, it ended up being the outgoing blond – that in their moment of awe, ken's hands had loosen a little bit allowing Hide's free speech to be return to him, although they still maintained the same position – the one who snapped the two enthusiastic warriors.

"Shhh! Not so loud, you'll distract them!" The harsh murmur drew all three pair of eyes to the culprits who interrupted their anticipated fun. What they found was kind of disturbing, one of their wards was in the process of asphyxiating the second ward, for how strong his pale hands were pressing each other over his supposedly best pal's mouth "You want them to fail and end up like the other two?!"

"Hey! hey! Easy there. It's no big deal." It was Tachikawa who was the nearest to them, the one to break formation in order to attend the fighting children. "C'mon now. It would take more than that to stop us, so cut it out." The coal eyed teen softly separated the two. After seeing the two, it made Tachikawa wonder if that was how his rival and him looked to everyone else when their usual exchange of opinions took place. If so, then the brunet felt sympathy for the man, no wonder Kazama thought of hanging with them twice.

"Don't worry, Kei-san. We weren't fighting, just having a friendly disagreement. " Ken reassured the tall combatant with an angelical shy smile that almost made the scolder loath himself for thinking this little and sweet child could commit such acts. However, it was quick to dissipate as soon as Tachikawa took a simple glance toward the young victim who was standing and conscious, yet swaying in a circular manner and still dazed for the lack of oxygen.

Clearly that was more than a 'friendly disagreement' but Tachikawa held his tongue, it wasn't the best time and place to dwell of something of such insignificance. What did matter right now, though, was to get the mismatched duo in a safer place because it was going to be anymore."Right… Look, we appreciate your help, Ken. You are a little brave man. But is time for you and your friend Hide to go back to the others. It's about to become a dangerous place for you two to be here any longer and I'm sure your parents are worry sick of where you guys have ran off to."

"Oh, okay. We don't want to be a burden you have to concern yourself while fighting. You have to have your head in the fight in all times. We get it." For an eight year old, Ken sure could understand better than most adults. And while others would react negatively at being considered a burden, the pale boy only held comprehension in those gray eyes of his. "Just be careful out there, okay?"

"You can count on that." Comforted the brunet, placing one palm on the boy's shoulder as to add more weight to his affirmation. Tachikawa was positive that after this little encounter, it basted to make an expert out of him, which he knew it wasn't something astonishing, but for the specialist in combat, it was an accomplishment to add other ability rather than just 'master in battle'.

It was all the boy needed for him to ease his mind. Giving one last nod, the pale kid grabbed his moribund friend by the collar and began their journey back toward the fleeting crowd. Not once did the combatant's coal eyes detached from the retreating forms until the two were no longer visible, swallowed by the mob. For now Tachikawa knew for certain they were safe, and he would make sure it continued that way.

"Not that this isn't heart whelming and all, but there are three deadly abnormal machines heading towards us." But for that to happen, the brunet had to face the roots of the problem. Thankfully Tachikawa had Jin to take care of knocking some senses into him, just as he would.

"Then I say we go and greet them." Tachikawa suggested as he stood beside his allies.

"I couldn't agree with you more." Concurred the attacker next to him. His characteristic glasses had been removed from their usual position on the teen's forehead, to occupy their rightful place.

The rivals were more than eager to start the fight, prove to that were their fidgeting fingers and their hands clenching and unclenching the handle of their respective weapons. And not just the upper extremities, the legs were also reacting by giving a little dance like the typical RPG game characters. If it were to compare the two then a dog waiting anxiously for the ball to be thrown would be the perfect example. Despite that, before the duo was allowed to even take a step, a voice called up to them.

"Not so fast"

They had already positioned themselves: knees bend and arms adhered to their sides with each of their Triggers firmly grasped, ready to confront the invaders when the unmistakable stoic voice dared to disrupt their concentration. The urge to voice their displeasure at the negation of said action was irresistible, yet they hold their tongues. As an alternative, the youngsters threw an exasperate look at the perpetrator who didn't even shown a single sign of remorse aside from his usual boring one.

Kazama wasn't fazed in the least by the intense murderous glances his companions we sending at him. On contrary, the older of the three found quite amusing the pouting faces of the two grown up children, so why end it so soon?. Of course none of what had transpired in the agent's mind was expressed into the outer world, so Kazama's passive face continued to be displayed and the effects were soon to manifest.

Both, Tachikawa and Jin's features were gaining intensity as seconds passed by and with each step the enemy took, reaching to the extent that the two impassive combatants were begging to tremble, grinding their teeth and sweating profusely. The simple sight of the faces the rivals were making was hilarious for the inner Kazama, their suffering was plainly visible and Kazama liked it, Kazama liked it very much. But soon enough all good things must come to an end, thus when the Marmods were some meters away that's when the spiky haired man decide to take pity in his friends.

"We still have the two fallen agents from Chano Squad to take care of." Kazama simply replied at the silent demand after what appeared to be hours.

"Huh?! Right now?! I don't know if you haven't noticed but we have three incoming Marmods, to concern ourselves with Chano and Fujisawa right now. Can't it wait after we destroy the insects?" Of course Tachikawa being the most impatient and hasty of the three was quick and the only one to complain.

"No. If we don't do it now, we risk the possibility of the two getting caught in the crossfire and attaining even more damage" Kazama retorted.

"But then, that will activate their Bail Out mechanism and leave" Then again, Tachikawa (as the rest of them) was stubborn through the bones and it would take a lot of effort to make a point.

Jin could swore he could hear Kazama growl of how frustrated he was, well in his humble opinion the young adult deserved a taste of his own medicine. Regardless of what his senses of rightfulness were telling him, it would get them nowhere if the elite let them continue with their banter, guess it was his turn to be the civil one and sacrifice himself for the greater good. "Fine. I'll do it. Since mine doesn't present much of a treat, I believe you would be able to handle an extra charge."

"Then it's settle. Can we please fight now without interruption?" Well that was fast, and here the hazelnut haired teen was waiting for either of the two to feel remorse and offer an exchange of positions… Allow me, Jin. No, Jin, I´ll do it. We can't deny your fun, I'll do it in your place... Yeah, right as if he didn't know his friends. Jin let a resigned sigh. And who was him to judge them? When the young combatant would have done exactly the same thing, Jin couldn't blame them that would be hypocritical from his part.

When the author of the question received his answered with silence from his companions, oblivious that the goggled-head was entranced in his thoughts and the vertical challenged man was murdering him with his glare; Tachikawa decided to take it in his favor, in which the answer was a 'yes' "How Kind… Kazama! Don't waste more time. Let´s go!"

Having given the command, the number one solo attacker departed from the reunion point to engage the incoming enemies, leaving crimson eyes with a fleeting glimpse of the black coat… well, dejavú. The brunet had actually dared to apply that move twice, that jerk. If Kazama was going to punish his so called 'ally' quickly and painless, well now it had escalated to a slowly and agonizing end. The pale man counted the second to chop some heads off.

With a dark aura but with an oddly resemblance of happiness, a really dark happiness, Kazama left the scene to follow his acquaintance.

Ah, those were his friends what could he say. Jin observed the retreating form of his small friend and his rival who was currently involved in a one-sided mocking battle with the three colorful Marmods, with a fond smile. Yep, they would be alright without the need for him to interfere, as the two HQ agents carried out their part of their plan.

And, of course the Tamakoma agent wasn't going to stay behind, however instead of imitating his companions actions and heading into the ring, the ex S-class agent took a step to the left and made a beeline towards the two agents who were desperately in need of his aid.

In an instant, Jin had made his plan. First, the teen would head for the girl, as she was the closest in danger of being squashed if the house were to crumble. It wasn't as if Makoto could die from the collapse of the rooftop, no, the occurrence would just finish completing the last requisite to trigger her Bail Out and send her to the safety of her quarters. However, the fact that the brunet girl didn't have a real body shouldn't matter, if instead had been a simple citizen, the act would have been considered as if Jin had left her to die and that was against his morals.

Also, it didn't help that another person with a perpetual fake body flashed through his mind.

Then, after securing the B-rank squad leader, Jin would procced to the next member of the team who was in less risk since the boy was near the last constituents of the evacuation group and the Trion Soldier would never get near them, his friend would make sure of that or at least the hazelnut haired teen hoped.

"Ah, Jin-san!" A well-known voice resounded inside the teen's inner ear with such magnitude that the lone hero could have sworn he had just went deaf or disable the function from his Trion Body from the right side.

"Arg, Usami. Not so loud, I can hear you loud and clear despite being in the middle of a fight. You know that." Jin half scolded, half whined, rubbing the side of his head where the communicator was situated.

"Sorry, sorry, Jin-san. I guess I got carried away, hehe." Even if it was just her voice, Jin could picture the operator giving awkward smile and a half bow with a hand behind her head. The handsome teen could only shake his head at the Four Eyed girl's antics.

"That's fine." Jin dismissed the unnecessary apology. Shiori will always be Shiori. To have her and her spontaneous personality as Tamakoma's Operator, resulted enjoyable and entertaining to no end. She earned her stay in the branch, fitting perfectly with the eh… 'original' (to give a better word) characters that formed the family, which resembled a puzzle assembled by pieces from diverse origins. Not with the ever dull squad she previously assisted; with them her always cheery voice ended upbeing wasted and ran the risk to be extinguished to match his teammates. Good thing the elite rescued her then, eh?... But now that he thought about it… "Oh, I haven't hear you since the beginning of the invasion"

"Ah, sorry again, Jin-san. I have being occupied to be in front the monitor. I hope you guys haven't had complications in my absence." The confession rang with oddity inside the attacker's mind. Something far more important than her supportive role? Surely he had heard wrong, the teen wouldn't doubt it, when he had his malfunctioning Side Effect as evidence. Usami was obsess with her job, it was declare as such when the seventeen-years-old would only dream, think and breathe every minute of her life about it, including her free times where Shiori had come up with different innovations of her own. So it was, without a doubt, a taken back witnessing her saying that something held a higher position than her passion.

However, no matter how valued her job was, it never presented rivalry when it came to Shiori's loved ones. Therefore Jin opted to ease the girl's mind rather than interrogate her any further. No doubt either of the Tamakoma agents could handle themselves quite well despite her absence, of course not implying that the combatants where without the need of their operator, on the contrary, Shiori was a vital part of their family. "I don't know about Reiji-san, Kyosuke and Konami, but I wouldn't worry, they are Border's best agents after all. And when I checked with Four Eyes, Yuuma and Chika-chan; they had finished eliminating the Neighbors from their school."

Jin had finally arrived at one out of his two destinations, the entrance of the first building of the row and by entrance he meant the hole of the size of the truck that occupied the entirety of the wall. By giving a whistle, Jin expressed his marvel for the situation in conjunction with many thoughts revolving in his mind. 'So, Makoto went through here and three more …or that's what Ken had said. I can only imagine the force the attack must have had for her to go all the way into the last house'

"Ah, I´m glad." The relief expressed in the Operator was plainly distinguishable, followed by an unceremonious Tum and pluck. No explanation was require for the actions behind the bizarre sounds, it was quite clear that the girl with glasses had allowed her body to collapse on the armchair and proceeded to smash her forehead on top of the expensive and high tech –may he add- keyboard.

All the while, Jin allowed himself to smirk at what was acknowledge as normal Usami behavior "So what was the hold up?" Asked the ex S-class agent as he assessed the depth of the crash.

His sapphire eyes glided through each detail, let it be big or small because when put together it gave form to a much wider image. And as a result, the prediction from the little boy had been confirmed correct. The evidence pointed that the young leader had passed through walls, windows, furniture and who knew what else. It was a wonder how that alone hadn't sufficed to activate her Escape Trigger.

"Oh right!" The question sufficed to perk the purple haired girl up, making her lift her head up which probably by now had an exact copy of the keyboard marked on her face. Not that she minded of course. "The boss asked me to check the hologram of the Planet Nations to identify the one who is attacking."

Jin, meanwhile, had approach the space where the teen had deduced the location of the female brunette should be. Until now, what he had managed to identify had been rubble, wherever he looked it was always the same, up – rubble, down – rubble, left – rubble, right – rubble and little sparks of blue that held an uncanny resemblance to what was Trion… Wait, what?...'Oh, right…Found her!'

"And?" Jin questioned as he proceeded to dig the fallen agent up.

"Well, we managed to deduce which Neighbor country is attacking us… Unfortunately is none of the previously mentioned by Replica-sensei." Shiori had maintained her usual cheerful self for a while now, however it all changed when she delivered the news the Operator had just discovered.

"So, you don't know the name or characteristics of the country" Not even bad news detained the lone hero from the rescue procedure, not when the buried girl had more than half of her body out of the rubble imprisonment. Just one or two more debris were the culprits of maintaining the girl's legs pinned underneath the surface.

"Sadly, no. We will have to wait for Yuuma-kun to fill the blank for us… assuming he knows." Bad news aside, the real motive for the decreased mood of the girl with glasses wasn't the revelation but knowing how important the unknown information was to the combatant.

'Dammit!' Jin mentally cursed as he smashed his fist on the ground out of frustration. There was not point on saying it out loud when he perfectly acknowledged neither Usami nor Rindo were to be blamed. Simply Lady Luck wasn't on his side this time. A name, a mere name was what needed for his Side Effect to work properly and even that was denied to him.

"Roger. As soon as we finish in this side, I'll grab Yuuma and take him to headquarters." With Makoto free and securely fastened in the teen's firm arms, (what wouldn't the fangirls kill to be in her position, literally) Jin exited the collapsed buildings and set out the way back to what was left of the fleeting group. No more than 5 minutes were needed to complete the trajectory, that was of course if no inconvenience presented itself on the way.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!" He had spoken too soon.

Heeding the warning, Jin threw himself onto the concrete floor, mindful of his charge. His firm body made contact with the ground first as to not to bring any more damage to her already wrecked body currently residing in his arms. And let's say her weight wasn't proportional to her height, his body and lungs could vouch for that.

The elite agent waited and waited … and waited for the attack that would never come, he realized that now and slowly and eyelid was opened, revealing a bright sapphire eye scanning its surroundings. It appeared to be everything in place… so what-?

"They stole my Yashamaru series!"

One blink, then two blinks, three blinks and then he lost count for the rapid blinks he was giving. So the statement meant there had been no incoming enemy? 'Dammit, Usami. Don't scare me like that.' Now that the warning sign had ceased to fill the thinking space of his mind, Jin finally had a chance to process the words his mortified friend had expressed. "Uhh, your what? Does that have to explain something?"

"Ma, Jin-san! My Yashamaru series! Remember? I'm talking about my altered, colorful and fashionable Marmods!" The Operator's whined came through the auricular.

"Ah, so that's where." Murmured the agent. The first time his eye had landed on the mutated Trion Soldiers, he had found a sense of familiarity in the aforementioned enemies but no matter how hard Jin had the image fluttering in his mind he just couldn't put a finger on it. Now, diverse occasions from where he met the famous Marmods popped in his brain.

"Well, you know what they say: Bright minds think alike" Jin was sure this shouldn't be taken as a compliment, much less of something to be proud of, but of course the glint of the glasses and the wicked smile the combatant could envision that the operator was giving said otherwise. A shake of his head was all Jin could do to respond at the Four Eyed girl's antics, only she could spin the situation 180° to see the bright side of it.

With the misunderstanding cleared and out of the way, the rescuer didn't have anything left to do than retake his path. So without wasting more time he already had, Jin gently scooped the unconscious girl back into his arms and stood up, no time to dust his clothes off. Soon enough his feet started to move again in the direction his destination awaited, hopefully no other drawback would cross his way.

…Well, while it wasn't considered as a drawback, a nagging voice kept addressing him, keeping him company as the agent ran all the way back.

"Let me present them to you, Jin-san:

Taking what the voice of the girl said as a cue, Jin turned his head, replacing the sight of the remaining citizen fleeting, for the ongoing battle between two Border agents and three Neighbor Trion Soldiers. Immediately his pair of blue sapphire eyes were drawn by a duo of matching black figures fighting each other. How could he not, when those two were the most imposing from the five beings?

Naturally, the teen wasn't surprised when one of the two figures resulted to be his rival, he had after all, defeated the hazelnut haired teen many times in previous encounters, so he wasn't so concerned about him. What the ex S-class agent didn't know, was the enemy the older teen was dealing; sure it held the exoskeleton of a Marmod, but as Tamakoma's Operator had said before, those were altered Marmods, not normal but modified Trion Soldiers.

Sapphire orbs pursued the movements the Black Marmod was performing and the owner couldn't help to admit they were precise and deadly. Although it didn't appear like it, the machine didn't make unnecessary moves that shouldn't be made, the otherworldly weapon observed his adversary and valued his probabilities before it deemed suitable to land its mortal blow. Despite of that, it didn't bring a change of mind to the observer over his rival. Jin watched as Tachikawa parried the supposedly 'mortal blow' by holding one of his twin Kogetsus vertically while the other cut the blade clean off.

Yep, like the elite had said before: Tachikawa would be absolutely fine; no powerful strike could take the number one attacker and leader of the first A-class squad.

However, that couldn't be said for the other agents, though. While it didn't present much of a struggle to the older teen, the other combatants didn't possess the same skills the brunet did, thus making it more threatening to the other squads. Jin could only hope not many of this Marmods were dispatched all over the city.

"The sift slashes and sharp body, Yashamaru black!" Well, that description was certainly accurate considering what the hazelnut haired teen had just witnessed.

After finishing assessing one of the enemies, his gaze glided toward his next objective which had very familiar characteristics. Spiky black hair, pale like sick skin, crimson eyes and a weird designed uniform; were the traits sapphire eyes managed to get a glimpse of, before the owner vanished like he was never there to begin with. ' course he would use Chameleon to throw back his opponent' a very common move for Kazama.

Nevertheless, with the combatant missing, the teen took the opportunity to focus in the war machine his companion was battling.

On contrary of how the Neighbor siblings appeared to look identical (not counting the difference on gamma colors) at the naked eye, the three Marmods held slight differences between each other in their structure, thus granting them abilities the other didn't own.

Proof was: In comparison of his black counterpart, this altered Trion Soldier seemed to be sturdier and heavier with its body, making it difficult for the adversary to penetrate with ease the outside layer of the enemy but at the same time rendering it slow and clumsy; much like a Bamster, a very powerful Bamster. That was why it also meant that it could be taken down by using the same technic implemented on the Neighbor specialized in capture of civilian and extraction of Trion, which were either aiming for the weak spot or applying an extraordinary force that surpassed the hardness of its body.

And apparently, as Jin had witnessed, Kazama had opted to handle the situation with a little deviation by taking another approach. Speaking of which…

Oddly enough, in no moment the Trion Soldier had made an effort to search the absent combatant, as most of the opponent did when this happened, yes even the other agents from Border (Osamu could say it from experience). However, as previously said,the abnormal adversary had been the exception for it had remained completely still; well no, no completely. He saw that now. A single structure moved constantly, from one side to the other as if following an object in movement that wasn't visible. Said structure being the trade mark eye every Trion Soldier owned.

And it could only mean one thing.'… Oh, it appears Kazama's vanishing act won't work this time'

Indeed it hadn't. As Jin had recently discovered; with a body that hindrance the owner's movements, it was only fair for the Neighbor to have a perk to level his abilities. And by the looks of how the Trion Soldier acted, a better understanding of its surroundings was a good theory of what this ability could be, meaning he could spot the invisible man like he had never disappeared.

With a slower movement than his other two counterparts but with a mighty strength, the colorful Marmod took two swipes at the exact position the machine deduced the hidden teen was located. The blows held such magnitude that both blades were left embedded deep in the asphalt, nearly shredding the combatant in quarters. Fortunately, the young man had been in the process of making a move allowing him to avoid the blows.

Kazama, from his part was quite shocked since the Marmod had been capable of pinpointing his position, something no one had done so far (not counting Kikuchihara and his dog hearing.). But, he supposed it was his fault. He had been so confident that his technique was infallible that the second attacker hadn't thought once of the many possibilities to happen. It had turned him confident and now Kazama had to pay the prize by turning himself tangible again and blowing his cover.

"The popular with the ladies, Yashamaru Honey Brown!" That… that was definitely not what he expected. What he was expecting was something describing what capabilities the elite had seen the Marmod display, but then again, this was Usami he was talking about. Why did the operator have the single idea that a group of women would be thinking of forming a fan club over deadly machines? Was beyond him. Surely, not a single woman in her right mind would ever think of encountering a Neighbor, let alone getting close to one. Unless we were talking of the females from Border, of course; but they would destroy it at the pure sight of it before giving it time to even take a step into the new world.

Our hero had been so immerse in the battle between attackers and protectors, that he hadn't noticed his arrival at his second destination until he almost came face first with the wall or what he thought was the wall. His only explanation: his body had acted on his own and had taken the liberty to deliver him toward his goal once again. He wasn't complaining, though.

Soon, enough his vision regained focus to finally see who was in front of him and no, it hadn't been a wall but a teenage human being who was trapped in said structure. Great, now that Jin had gotten to the boy, he could start freeing the young agent and the sooner the elite did just that and secured him and his teammate the sooner he could return to his companions and help them… not that they needed him, though. So, without wasting anymore time Jin repositioned the girl, going unceremoniously from his arms to his shoulder like a potatoes sack, allowing the rescuer a bit more loose movement to stretch his hands and extract Fujisawa from his imprisonment.

Easier said than done.

It might have appeared as if Fujisawa was just scrapping the surface, but in reality he had been trusted deep into the building, deep enough for our hero to be able pull the teen in more than one go. Jin heaved a sight. This would definitely take more time that he had previously contemplated.

"Intrigued by Yashamaru Black but doesn't realize they are siblings separated at birth, Yashamaru Pink!" Called the joyful voice that never left the combatants side. Meanwhile, the elite just decided to abstain himself of commenting when it was most likely that nothing would have changed.

With the corner of his eye, Jin had a perfect view of the fight developing behind his back. Two black figures were still going at each other throats while a honey brown form was desperately trying to free itself from the pavement he had impaled, for a blue and black shape had commenced his way towards it with clearly no good intention in his acts seeing as how he held two glowing blades ready to strike. But no matter how furiously its intents were, not even a millimeter the blades moved from the ground.

However, before things could pass to worse (depending on which end we were talking about) a pink blur crashed itself into the other moving figure. The strength the blur possessed was enough to throw the pale figure good meters away from its doppelganger. Thankfully, not even the collision sufficed to make the man stumble; instead, he had repositioned himself in midair before landing flawlessly back to the ground.

It appeared that the pink enemy couldn't do anything more than to use its default speed to ram itself with its opponentone try after another. 'Try' being the key word since the target kept evading every attempt the other was making. Regardless, it represented no more of a problem than an obnoxious mosquito buzzing insistently in one's ear. Meaning, it would only take one swat to take care of the pink nuisance. Guess, they had to thank Jin for that.

Immediately, crimson eyes set to work, rummaging through the collapsed and still standing buildings in search for a certain cocky teenager who was currently occupying the center of his mind. It didn´t take long for his indifferent gaze to stop its search at the sight of a vivid light blue figure (unlike the obscure colors he or Tachikawa wore) in a background of gray. It was impossible to miss.

Currently, the teen seemed to be in quite of a struggle as he tried to haul free the young agent out of his prison, he pulled and pulled but his efforts were in vain, the captive teen wouldn't come off anytime soon. Kazama would have helped but it wasn't his problem, Jin had volunteered to rescue the two B-rank agents in the first place, the pale young man believed that he was old enough to find a way to solve his own problem. Besides, the hazelnut haired teen wasn't the one fighting two altered deadly machines, whatever Jin's problem was, the young man believed it was nothing compared to his own.

Finally, after what seemed like the elite was about to tore Fujisawa's arms off, the black haired teen decided to pop out from the tight place he was residing in, taking an ex S-class agent by surprise at the sudden change of resistance. An unconscious Makoto, a newly free Fujisawa and Jin were all sent falling down almost kissing the concrete, all thanks to the imbalance created at the lack of tension. Thankfully, the quick thinking Jin possessed allowed the rescuer to recompose himself before all three of them ended up sprawled on the floor.

Once Jin had regained his equilibrium, he looked around assessing the position he found himself in. The savior let out an exhausted sight. Things had turned a little more stressful than he had previously thought. No matter, it was over, now that he had the both agents secured, it only rested for him to find a safe place for the two so no more misfortune could befall the poor unfortunate souls. Jin quickly repositioned the shooters in each of his shoulders before he could do anything else.

Sensing a cold penetrating gaze observing his every move, the hazelnut haired teen turned around. Sapphire eyes were met with crimson ones for a split of second before the last broke the connection and headed back towards his pending fight. Although, the exchange might have lasted nothing but milliseconds, nevertheless for the always observant Jin, the message was crystal clear. 'Heh, typical Kazama.'

Ok, moving on. Where was he? Oh right! Finding a safe place for the unlucky duo. 'Now, where is a good place to place them?' Blue eyes scanned his surrounding in search of a fine place. 'Definitely somewhere no more trouble can follow…' but despite his scrutinizing search, when the top agent thought he had find the ideal spot, many images of possible futures where none were pleasant came barging into Jin's mind 'By the looks of it, Tachikawa and Kazama will have to hold a little longer. I –'

"Eh? I can't believe they started without us"

Came a voice with arrogance and boredom intertwined, not too far away from where he was standing. Personally, Jin knew diverse colleagues who had either one or the other qualities but only one among them had the combination of the two. And if he wasn't mistaken, then that meant…

The lone agent turned to face the owner of the voice and what he found was even greater than he had anticipated. Three figures were standing where the group of civilians had previously been. The first character was a teen (same as the other two) with seventeen years old. He had neck-length dirty blond hair and golden eyes, dressed in a blacklong coat with small lines of red, giving it a little badass flare to the outfit. Similar to the uniform his rival was currently wearing.

The second of the group was a tall sixteen year old that possessed chin-length brown hair pulled back and brown eyes. His uniform consisted in a navy blue shirt and ablack shrug jacket, with a cross running through the front of both his shirt and jacket. And last but not least, if Jin wasn't wrong, the voice that had spoken earlier belonged to a sixteen year old with messy blond shoulder-length brown hair and droopy black eyes. His clothes weren't any different from the second companion, in fact they held the same aspect till the smallest detail (not counting the size, though). Clearly, relating two of the new arrivals with the third A-squad leader who wore the exact outfit.

"Why did you bring me along?" A half question half whine escaped the dark blond teen's lips with clear displeasure at his presence in the current place. "I was having fun with Yoneya and Midorikawa. Heh, we were having a contest of who could destroy more Neighbors and so far I was winning. Until you guys decided to ruin it. Maa! Now I can't show them who the best is!" His arms were just above his chin with both fists shut tight and frustration plain visible in his features, by the time the blondie ended his rant.

The tall teen next to the whining one could only let a resignation sigh."Izumi-san, you should take this more seriously, it is an invasion after all." He slightly scolded his elder. "And I brought us here because, as part of their squad, it's our responsibility to help our leaders"

"Ha? This is Tachikawa-san and Kazama-san we are talking about, the ones who could take hordes of Neighbors by themselves without a single gash on them! And you thought they would need our help?" The blond had given his back to the ongoing fights, not caring in the slightest if there were three deadly machines approximately a few meters away from them, in order to give his full attention to the tall brunette.

"A few extra hands had never done wrong to anyone" Tried to amend the sixteen year old. His hand had flown to the back of his neck, scratching the area awkwardly. "Sorry, Izumi-san. I suppose, I didn't think this through. "

"Nah, don't sweat it, Utagawa. Anyway, I'm here now, so…" The coat-wearing teen was quick to dismiss the apology with a wave of his hand, all his irritation now gone from his body. "Let's do what we came here to do."

And that was his que to enter.

Since the arrival of the three peculiar agents and their exchange of words, the trio had remained oblivious of the elite's presence some distance away. That didn't mean the other too, had been unaware of the teens presence. On the contrary, those vivid blue eyes had observed intently each action made in the interactions between agents. Arriving at the conclusion that they were exactly what he was looking for in the first place.

"Yo! Izumi, Utagawa, Kikuchihara! Just the agents I was looking for!"

Three heads snapped at the direction the call had come from and a duck faced Jin is what they came upon. None of the reactions at the sight of a certain cocky agent were the same, one addressing him with a small welcoming smile, other with acknowledgeable yet unsure nod, while the last remained his impassive self with duck lips. Either way, neither of the three faces reflected any emotion towards the two lumps hanging limply in each of the top agent's shoulder, whether because they ignored it or they simple overlooked the additions.

"Jin-san, you are here too. I assume they finally found you." The one with a kind smile, previously referred as Utagawa by the blonde teen, politely greeted the older agent.

"Your assumption is right."

"It surprises me you are here and not with those two over there destroying Trion Soldiers. It's so unlike you to not participate, especially in a big scale invasion." Stated the blonde named Izumi.

'Oh believe me, I'm as eager to be out there fighting as much as you are' Jin mentally replied but of course he wouldn't openly admit that, no if he wanted to conserve his image. "Eh, I decided to set this one out. They are handling it pretty good without my help, wouldn't you agree?" Didn't mean the ex S-class hero wasn't itching to go out there and pulverize some multicolored otherworldly crabs.

With a quick inspection from new arrivals' part, they could confirm that indeed the enemies were being handled without the minimum of a problem. As expected from their leaders. The trio observed their aces move with gracefulness through the battle field as if the two were performing a complicated dance routine with their respected enemy. Truly inspiring to anyone who got to behold the battle.

"It seems that way." It had been Utagawa who spoke for his two companions, his attitude remaining calm and passive at their unneeded assistance.

But that couldn't be said for the blonde, though. His irritation was far too much to keep it contain it any longer. "Then why the hell are we here?!"Exploded Izumi, shouting at the four winds.

"Don't shout, Izumi-san. You will only distract them. That's what you want?" The tall brunet might had been kind and calm but those qualities were easily exchanged for a harden attitude if it meant to keep the others in line.

"As if that would affect them"

"Easy now. Not everything has been for naught." Thankfully, Jin was present and decided to step in before the bickering started; since he knew it couldn't pass to anything mayor, their mutual respect for each other wouldn't allow it. Still bickering children was tiresome to deal with, he should know he was one too."I have a mission especially for you three."

"You mean, something you don't want to do and passing it down to us." Spoke a voice forgotten to the presents for his lack of contribution in the dialogue. However his shortage of words was common of him, so it was easy to forget him; and when he did speak only witty comments escaped his mouth.

No comment there because it was true, it was an old habit of his. God would only know how many packages of his delicious rice crackers he had lost to Amo. His addiction was the only thing accepted by the odd agent as a bribe or sacrifice (as Jin liked to call it) when the lone agent wanted the S-class to cover for him. So that's why the hazelnut haired teen decided to ignore the comment, unfortunately it only served to prove the statement made by the droopy eyes agent, true. "Like I was saying, I have a task for you. See this two sleeping beauties resting on my shoulders?" To emphasize his point, Jin moved up and down his shoulder and with them the limp agents. "Well, your job is to make sure they are return to their waiting teammate back at HQ safely."

"Huh? But that's being a babysitter." That was also true. Man, today he was lacking his touch; it had been two times in a row that Kikuchihara had seen his real motives. Or maybe, it had been Kikuchihara just being Kikuchihara throwing witty comments at the air. Yep, definitely.

"Well, if you want to look it that way…" Not that Jin was insinuating anything.

But whatever snappy comeback had been thrown at him, was lost in midway when the sound failed to reach Jin's ear for the persistent voice had decided to make itself known with her usual booming self. "Wait! Where is the crushing power and armor, Yashamura Gold?!"and leaving him deaf once again.

"Usami~" a half whimpered, half whined was heard coming from older teenager. The shriek had left his ear where his communicator was, with an annoying buzzing and instinctively reached to rub the sound away. Still with his hand in middle massage was when Jin finally grasped the message shouted at him "What? You mean to tell me there are more?!" Now it was him who was shouting.

"If they are the exact same models as the Yashamaru series, then yes! One is missing and the strongest one at that!"

"Just our luck" Jin deadpanned, not letting himself being impress anymore.

Nevertheless, the fact that one additional altered Marmod was missing, was worrisome. Usami had said that it had yet to appear, referring not only this conglomeration but around the town in general. It could only make Jin wonder about the strategy of the enemy he wasn't able to see. Right now, the elite was truly lucky that both Usami's inventions and the new toys the enemy held, shared the exact same characteristics. He didn't know how that was possible but somehow in this world it was, Jin wasn't about to complain, though.

So, if it was indeed true and the Yashamaru gold was the one absent of the four then when would the enemy deem the ideal time to send it? At least it gave him time to alert the rest of the agents who were engaged with another batch, to not claim victory just yet, not with the possible appearance of a fourth member of the Colorful Marmod family. No doubt Usami would think the same ('Great minds think alike' As she had said) and alert the operators and directors back at HQ, if she hadn't already.

Of course, fate must have had a grudge against him because when had everything gone according to his plans (not that he had any) on this day?

"Warning, warning. A gate is opening in the area, please evacuate immediately. I repeat, a gate is opening, please evacuate immediately." No sooner the alarm went off, a pitch black circular void materialized out of nowhere right in the middle of the battlefield. Giving a temporary unwanted break as it divided the two sides of the enemies apart. The two agents jumped out of the way just as a black dot with black lightning coming from it, commenced to manifest or else they would get suck in the portal and end up who-knows-where in the Neighborhood, if the neighbor coming out of the void didn't squashed them first.

Coal black eyes meet crimson ones in a silent understanding for brief second before they went back to face whatever threat may come through the gate, positioned at the ready if take action was needed. Fortunately, they didn't have to wait for long. Right after the portal reached its desired size, a Marmod much like the others three, same exosqueleton, same killing spree behavior popped out of the portal into the new world. However this altered Trion Soldier shone brilliantly in a metallic golden color.

And with a powerful lunge his vision faded to black.

"Aaand there it is."

The other three had paused their ongoing activities, in favor to give confused stares toward the elite after they heard the raise of voice. Clearly, the trio was intrigued by this behavior and expecting an answer. "Something the matter?" Despite that, the kind hearted Utagawa was the one of the three to be concerned for his senior, a small rise of eyebrows was the indication of said feeling.

"Nothing you should worry about" Jin was quick to dismiss. Not that he didn't appreciate the feeling, because he did, really. However, if he told trio the truth, the hazelnut haired teen risked his chance of having his fun whisked away, knowing very well the A-class agents would jump at any opportunity to get in the battlefield. Nope, Jin had been away from the action far too long for his liking, it was time get back in. Besides, now that he was no longer an S-class agent, he competed with the other agents to reach the top and to win he needed points and said points didn't win themselves.

"As if! You clearly had something going on, or you are telling me you decided to yell at yourself? Don't think so" Of course not all were as compressive (or gullible?) as Utagawa, god bless his soul. So, it was logic that Izumi wouldn't believe him at all, given his habits, who would?

"WARNING, WARNING. A GATE IS OPENING IN THE AREA, PLEASE EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. I REPEAT, A GATE IS OPENING, PLEASE EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY."

Luckily for the lone hero, a different kind of distraction had saved him, yet again, from giving more excuses that will eventually run out and getting more retorts from these brats that didn't have any respect for his elders. Therefore, without waiting for his companions in front of him to finish assimilating the warning, Jin proceeded to make his move.

"That's my que. Oh, but first…" the hazelnut haired teen closed the gap separating the small HQ group and the Tamakoma agent, halting scarce millimeters from invading personal space. He wasn't Tachikawa, unlike his rival; he knew to respect others' private space. Carefully and at the same time with short rapid moves, the unconscious agents passed from being on Jin's shoulders into the blonde and small brunet's custody. "… here are your charges, you know what to do." Not a single complain was voiced (yet), complete reasoning not fully available for the teens for now. Taking advantage of the situation, Jin turned around and ran. Just as the elite distance himself, he called back."Take good care of them!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

Three pair of eyes followed the same path: the matching green agents resting in Izumi and Kikuchihara's arms, then locking uplocking gazes with each other, to finally shift towards the retreating form growing distant, not quite yet gone but out of their reach. The process was repeated a few more times before it finally clicked for the agents.

"Hey! Hey! Come back here! We are not done yet! Don't leave us with your task!" Shouted the shooter, that if it hadn't been for the beanie-waring-girl in his arms, the blonde would have had his arm raised in clear displeasure, like a grandpa cursing at the youngsters.

"I guess it can't be helped."

Meanwhile, the escapist, in a short time, had covered a considerable distance toward his destination. Enough to behold the fourth and hopefully last sibling arrive on Midden ground, shining bright in all its glory. Now he could see the bone crushing power and armor in that gleaming body of his, by now Jin could tell it would be a pain to take it down. Then good thing it was him who would have the honor to do it.

The Tamakoma agent arrived just in time to witness the part where his two comrades held stares in mutual understanding, before adopting a fighting stance, as previously predicted in his vision. And considering the timeline was following that path, Jin would be prepared for the next move. Which was about to happen … right…

NOW!

The golden Marmod pounced, impulse with the raw strength of its legs, in the direction of the duo. But of course that exact move was what Jin was waiting. The metallic figure didn't even had the chance to grace the agents' tips of hair, for a brown and blueish blur intercepted his assault. And there stood the culprit, blades against blades struggling for dominance against the Trion Soldier.

"Concentrate in yours. I'll deal with this one!" The intruder reassured, concentration fully directed at the issue at hand, yet he still graced their presencewith his playful trademark smirk.

However, his friends weren't in the slightest amused by his comrade's antics. "What happened to Makoto squad?" Countered the young adult. His unemotional eyes fixated in the agent barely meters away, as if was eating away all his surroundings until the gaze penetrated to the core.

Jin semi-turned, exposing one sapphire eye and half of his grin "Ehh. It's been taken care of…"But as soon as the elite turned, his confidence vanished, replaced by an unsure smile as he added to himself. "kinda"

Nevertheless, the trained hearing of an agent could perceive all, and the murmur against the metallic roar was no exception. "Kinda?" The comment was rewarded with a rise of an eyebrow from the pale adult while the tall brunet next to him displayed a cocky smirk.

"N-not the problem as of now. First, how about we finish with this Neighbors, then you can question me all you want. Sounds good?" His answer came in the form of a 'tch', which was better than silence, because silence meant slowly painful ending; something Tachikawa was quite knowledgeable of. Getting a sound out of him was a good sing, telling Jin that he had dodged the figurative bullet merely grazing it.

With the issue of who would battle who, resolved and out of the way, each agent parted ways to engage their respective opponent. Tachikawa went back to the obsidian mutation exchanging blows with the decreasing blades, each time they met in midair. Kazama, he had double trouble to return to, and to tell the truth he was starting to get annoyed, might as well put an end to it all. While Jin, well he was already set for the battle.

The former S-class agent immediately put his brain at work, analyzing his situation along his enemy for weaknesses as well as strengths that would help to formulate a strategy. Sure, he knew the mighty potential of its body, but that was it. He didn't know how it was programed to fight, how it moved or its fighting pattern, something else that would increase his opportunities. Guess Jin would have to find out the old way.

Back at Tahikawa. The brunette by now had managed to dispose of the blades from the Obsidian Marmod, said feat had took him more than he expected due to the enhance speed the Trion Soldiers possessed. Even so, with a steady pace it was done, now it only rested for the finishing blow to be deliver to put the Altered Mole Mod permanently out of order.

The number one attacker set his pose at the ready, his twin 'kogetsus' out an more than eager to taste some new flesh. The scene resemble a bullfight from the west with Tachikawa as the bullfighter and the Black war machine as the bull. And they were positioned like that too, both of the opponents facing each other darning the other to make the first move.

The bull went first, with all the intention in the world to ram into the agent and sent him flying toward his creators' planet. But naturally the leader squad was prepared for it. When the Trion Soldier reached where the tall brunette was supposed to be, Tachikawa went to the air but no thanks to the bull. At last minute he jumped to be over the enemy and with a swift move he was now upside down. Just as the obsidian machine passed below him, the crossed twin blades sliced through him starting from the notorious and intimidating eye all the way till the tail.

By the time the combatant returned to the ground and back at his feet, the threat was no more than pieces of its former self, spreading Green Trion at the atmosphere.

In a different battle, a pink abomination laid in scraps some distance away from his brown sibling with a shadow looming over it. A pair of cold crimson eyes stared admiring his work before he changed focus to the remaining counterpart. The subject kept struggling to free itself from his own mistake, however that didn't entail it was defenseless, true it had to blades stuck on the ground, still it had four more at his disposal.

All this didn't faced Kazama one bit. He sprinted toward the Neighbor at full speed, never intimidated when the Mole Mod raised his deadly scythes to stab the warrior. And it did, but with the impulse the number two attacker had, he let himself drop and slide under the belly of the light brown Marmod just as five simultaneous blades clawed the ground. Once under the beast, Kazama kicked the abdomen hard and sent it crashing upside down, its weapons useless at the moment.

In the meantime the pale young man had fought with the mutation, he observed that unlike all its body the lower part wasn't as protected as the rest, surely too cocky to assume someone would ever consider to strike from below. Well, he was about to do it. Kazama landed on top the abdomen his two Trion-made weapons giving the final blow and the Marmod burst in particles of Trion.

As for Jin, he was… well he was faring well. Until…

Just as before, an overlapping image invaded the elite's field vision. And unlike the previous time, Jin had started to get used to the invading predictions from this chaotic day. Because it only sufficed this day or invasion, to throw all his practice he had been having since he was a little kid.

Anyway, the point was that no reaction escaped the hazelnut haired teen… yet.

The vision couldn't be clear as the sky without invading Neighbors. Even the tiniest detail was visible to the seer, as they should according to past experiences. It could only mean thing: This was the most probable near future and whatever happen in it, would define the outcome of this invasion.

It all started in a school with an oddly resemblance of the one Jin himself had been early this afternoon. The carcasses of various common types of Neighbors were in the exact same spot the agent remembered seeing before he left. However, it appeared to be new additions to the old corpses, colorful additions in contrast of the dull white that adorned the school floor, same pattern of colors his enemies had.

'Yahsamaru series, Should have known. With a high concentration of population in that place, it had to be an obvious target.' A low blow in Jin's opinion, attacking children that clearly couldn't defend themselves was not an honorary move. The higher ups must have been truly desperate to achieve their objective to target all the same. Then again, it hadn't been as if Aftokrator and the first invaders hadn't done the same.

Regardless, he shouldn't worry about that threat anymore, seeing as the deadly machines were nothing more than remains of wat they once used to be. Whatever squad had done that, were certainly powerful. And by now, Jin was beginning to have a pretty good idea of who the responsible for the mutation's demise were. Nothing surprising there, they belong to Tamakoma branch after all.

So with the Altered Marmods out of the way, another enemy must have been the responsible of the ruckus in the institute. And by ruckus, he didn't mean a stampede of people out of fear, nope, no this time. There were shouts, yes, but unlike the group of civilians the famous agent got to handle, the screams weren't from panic, instead they consisted in encouragement, cheering and plenty of hateful ones accompanied with a diversity of a vocabulary that must kids should not know yet. All courtesy of the locals from the school, conformed mostly by students and teachers every here and there.

Apparently, the student body had been safely evacuated into the school's refuge and away of the combat zone, so why there were voices screaming at the top of their lungs when the school was supposed to be empty? Well, because from what Jin could observe, it appeared that the rooftops of the buildings were said refuge; seeing as how they were packed with small persons wearing the same outfit.

White and dark blue predominated on the space of the rooftops' surface, with the exception of two spots that stood out in contrast of the monotonous colors. Two figures dressed in bright blue combat uniforms were positioned among his fellow classmates, a pair of two black-haired, one female and the other male with a great gap in height between them. No further details were required for the seer to recognize the pair, he could perfectly pinpoint his little kouhais wherever they were. Let it be from kilometers away or from the other side of the city, heck even from the gossiping words from other agents he would identify them without a second thought.

The minors stood watching intently what the vident assumed was a fight taking place down below in the courtyard of the institute. Nevertheless, with a pose suggesting they were ready to intervene if the enemy ever decided to target the civilians instead. Jin was so proud that he could shed a tear, his pupils have come so far, all his efforts had born fruit.

But wait… Something was off in the picture… One of his cute little kouhais was missing! They usually used to be three. Even so, right now it was only Four-Eyes and Chika-chan, the feisty member of the squad was currently absent. But there had been a fight going on, hadn't it? And if Jin knew the Chibi agent as he claimed he did, then the watcher had an exact idea where his charge could be.

And that was in the middle of the conflict.

As if to solidify his claim, the vision changed scenes, capturing an overview take of the school. This allowed the seer to have a wide view of the institute and consequently the battle in the middle of the courtyard. From what Jin could witness, several figures, humanoid figures totally clad in black from head to toe and not the Altered Trion Soldiers him and his friends were engaging, were the center of the disturbance. 'Humanoid Neighbors, eh? Just when I was starting to think it had been too good to be true that no humanoid Neighbor had presented themselves yet.'

However, only one subject differed from the rest, despite being clad in black suit. Unlike the otherworldly invaders who wore black helmets to conceal their identities from the prying eyes of Midden's residents, he didn't have the need for one. Thus, revealing a stark white hair and ruby eyes that usually tended to be playful and sarcastic.

However, that wasn't the case right now.

Right now those eyes were cold and calculative, scrutinizing his surroundings as well as his opponent, in order to, what Jin assumed, come up with a plan that would exploit his enemies' weaknesses and allow him to result victorious.

Despite being from the Neighborhood, the young outsider stood against his kind, willing to protect Midden and those who lived with it, especially his friends. It also influenced that this was his father's home planet, he so much cherished when the old man was alive.

Yep, there was no doubt about it, it was his missing pupil Yuuma…

… Who was wearing his black Trigger.

That was not a good sign… Kido-san would probably throw a tantrum after finding out. Oh well.

Yuuma moved graciously through the battle field, summoning seals here and there until the bad guys were left spreading far too much Trion to continue fighting. The albino from his part wasn't fairing any better, sure he was standing but with gashes on his body from where he had been careless enough for the enemy to land a blow.

Now, done with the apparent threat the agents and the students alike, allowed themselves to breathe a sigh of relief, dissipating the tension and adrenaline they didn't know they possessed. Jin was able to see the exact moment all presents let their shoulders fall in relief or lean over the balcony in the verge of passing out. Just like Osamu almost did when the feisty Neighbor turned toward his leader and display his typical Yuuma face indicating everything being alright, while Chika delimited herself to give an encouraging kind smile.

The vision pointed that their little Kouhais would take on the situation in a way that would lead them to victory. He shouldn't be worry… then, why did the elite still felt the nagging uneasy feeling from the morning, increase tenfold than before? Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long to get his answer.

A flash of movement in the corner of Jin's peripheral vision, caught the teen's attention. But it had been like those times when one is not completely sure if it ever happened or it was just the brain playing tricks. However, the watcher hadn't been the only one to take note of the sudden movement. Yuuma's duckface disappeared in its totality from his features substituted by his warrior self. Immediately, the boy turned around to confront whoever the offender was, that for an unknown reason Jin wasn't able to see.

And shock was portrayed in those widen eyes of the albino.

Not just said feeling, but also fear, dread and doom were present in the mix of emotions shown in the red windows of the soul.

Before more could be known, the vision abruptly ended with nothingness, much to the elite's dismay. Slowly colors and images of his current place, returned to his eyesight but despite regaining normalcy, Jin never made the effort to move, dazed even now and trying to process the future he had just witnessed.

After watching the exaggerated and rare reaction from his cute kouhai, sent warning chills down his body. The shock must had been immense to accomplish the crumble of the of the young Neighbor's cold façade. What could possibly get that kind of reaction out of the stoic boy?

Jin, tried several times to force the activation of his Side Effect, but it was futile, nothing came at his command. Why? WHY?... Unless… because there weren't any more futures left for Yuuma to live, meaning that the vision he had just seen was …

"JIN, WATCH OUT!"

Immerse in his inner dilemma, the addressed teen had failed to take into consideration that not everyone in his surroundings had the same effect as him. What for the hazelnut haired teen had been like a lifetime, for the presents was nothing but mere seconds. From a different point of view, what had transpired few minutes ago never happened. Too focused in their own mission when an abrupt halt from the branch agent just as the golden Marmod prepared his strike, caught their attention. That's how Tachikawa found himself shouting at his rival of the incoming attack.

However, the warning came too late.

By the time Jin returned from the depth of his mind, a glimpse of the claw was what he got to see before the former S-class agent realized he was soaring into air and went crash-landing through one or two or more buildings. When the cloud of dust (created from the hard impact) had finally settled, a Jin sprawled and buried in debris was revealed. And yet, not sign of awareness was present at the moment, instead the deceitful sapphire eyes portrayed a far away look. Sure, the victim had turn back to reality right before the attack, but it might had simply lasted scarce minutes before it went right back into his thoughts.

In Jin's space of thinking only one thing matter, and that was Yuuma.

Everything else was irrelevant. So, with priority in mind, Jin conferred full command of his body toward his instincts to deal with the obstacles thrown at his way as he made to reach his destination. The moment, the hazelnut haired teen rose to his feet, he was set into motion. Jin didn't know how he did it, nor did he care, only that as soon as he return to the battle, in a blink of an eye the deadly machine laid obsolete at his feet.

His companions for their part, were left astonished for the agent's rash and yet effective actions. And not only them but a certain trio who was supposed to be on their way to HQ to deliver two packages. Not that Jin had paid any mind to all of this, though, for he was on the run once again.

"Jin! Oi Jin! Wait!" The shout was defiantly from Tachikawa.

"Jin, explain yourself!"And that one from Kazama.

Jin didn't have to turn to know from whom those shouts belonged to, forever committed to memory since the day they met. And he wasn't planning on doing it anyway; the elite agent didn't have the luxury to do so and waste time.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Tachikawa again and he sounded beyond pissed. His voice never decreased as it's supposed to do when they distance from each other, no, the voice remained steady, perhaps a little strained for all the exertion being made but never falling behind.

"We are right behind you, Kazama-san" Utagawa, always loyally following behind his leader.

"They should have left at least one to surely could have dealt with the mutant neighbor without a problem." A Kikuchihara, forever confident and coolheaded Kikuchihara.

"And again they don't need back up. I don't even know why I'm going along."Definitely Izumi. Poor guy, the sand-haired teen was always set aside when the three of them were together, nevertheless Izumi never failed to support them.

"You better stop now. Don't make it worse than it already is!" Strangely enough, Kazama's voice let out a pinch of temper, which was much considering the young man hardly expressed any feelings through any part or form of his body. Indicating that what the leader of team Kazama meant was serious, well, more than he is used to.

The shouts continued, desperate to obtain his attention but the addressed teen wasn't having any of that. Jin continued to ignore them as he made his way as fast as possible toward his destination, and still the Tamakoma agent got a long way to go. The calls never ceased their efforts, nevertheless they were spending their voice in vain as Jin never faltered in his steps. They weren't important right now, the hazelnut haired man knew his companions would get mad, furious even, and would demand an explanation for his rash action. But that was fine by him, he would take that risk and face the consequences of his acts later.

Just now, someone far more important was at risk. And he had – no, must prevent it from happening at all costs, or this would be something that no matter how many times he would apologize, Jin would never ever be able to forgive himself.

"Jin-san, I see you moving at high speed. What's the matter? What's wrong?" The female voice that had previously been all jokes and tease, much like his, had morph into one full of worry for his friend, although it wasn't him who the operator's concern should be directed.

"No time, Usami. I must make it in time." The ex S-class agent only had mere minutes before his vision came true, as it always happened since the start of this battle. And Jin prayed to whoever was listening, that for once he was granted the permission to prevent it.

"In time for what? What did you see?" Certainly, not the best thing to say because if the cocky teen wanted for her to calm down and respond to his order, he hadn't succeeded. Instead Jin made Shiori think the worst, like he previously had done with his pupils. "Was something dangerous? Will someone die? Wi–"

"I said not now!" Jin just could think about that as an outcome and listening to her say it only made it more realistic for his liking. Shiori was an understandable girl, she would sympathize with him rather than be upset by the snap, so it was fine, he would apologize later. The combatant could only shut his eyes and clutch his Trion-made weapons as an effort to dissipate the lingering remnant of the vision that kept repeating one after another. "Reiji-san, Kyosuke, Konami! Stop what you are doing and head for our Kouhais' school immediately!"

And of course it was the gullible Kirie Konami who had to answer. "Ehh? Are you kidding me? I'm in the middle of something her-"

"I don't care! Do as I say! Now!" Frustration was starting to consume him since nothing appeared to be working on his favor. Couldn't they just not make it difficult by asking useless questions and accept the orders without second doubts?

"Understood. On our way" At least someone could. 'Thank you Reiji, I know I can count on you and Torimaru'

Knowing that he counted with the help of the strongest agents from Border, made the elite agent feel more at ease, well just a bit, hence the use of nickname; still his pace never slowed down.

"Oi, Jin! God dammit! I'm talking to you!" And it didn't last long when he was back at his previous mood.

Tachikawa could yell until going hoarse for all he cared, he wasn't going to stop. Right now, a second could make a difference and if he spent that second explaining to his companions, then it would be too late. They would surely understand when they reach the destination.

Which was still some meters away.

The spark of doubt was starting to enter the warrior's mind but Jin was quick to put it out. If he started to think like that, then he might as well be giving up and it was something the lone hero could not possibly do and much less when his cute little junior was counting on him, even if the junior himself didn't know it yet.

The image of the ending of his vision, forever engraved in his mind, left him a sour taste. Shock and fear were manifested in the young neighbor's face, sentiments rarely found in him and the total opposite of what could be categorized as a normal Yuuma behavior. The hazelnut haired teen could bet all his boxes of fried rice crackers that it would be the second time the albino had felt the same, with the first one being right before his death, when the boy had met his grim reaper.

Jin would be damned if he let that happen twice.

That's why he pressed his legs until they couldn't give more. He owed Replica-sensei at least that much and he would not fail. He will not.

The institute was now at sight, just few more steps and Jin would have made it. Just a few more. The Elite agent could begin to spot smoke and concrete crumbling, surely product of Yuuma's Trigger. A grin appeared in the Tamakoma agent factions at the simple thought of his Kouhai beating up the perpetrators. Jin felt kind of stupid for thinking the Humanoid Neighbor couldn't handle it, he was after all, a war veteran and it would not be easy to take down. Knowing that made Jin feel more reassured. Maybe things would be right after all–

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A blood curling scream overpowered every rumbling and explosive sound from the battle in and near the location, halting all action in the process. It took long seconds to end but when it did only silence prevailed. Not a single noise could be heard, not from the automobiles, or the chirps from the birds or from the citizens being evacuated… Nothing.

Shock was clear in each witness. A representation of the jumble of emotions they really felt.

To any person present, the deafening yell meant someone had been injured but Jin knew it signified something much graver than that. What it truly indicate was:

The enemy had succeeded…

… and he had failed.

"YUUMA!"

- To Be Continued-


A/N: Urg! Jin you are a walking spoiler! Well, at least I hope that little piece will satisfy you until we get to Yuuma.

By the way, the thing with Yashamaru series and the enemie using them it's total coincidence. Because of who the enemy is, they use Marmods (I think) and well Marmods are weak, at least for Jin and company. And I needed ones more powerful and instead of creating horrible Trion Soldiers, I decided to use Shiori's.

Thanks to your replies, I have decided to use the characters of the manga and if by any chance the OC's from the anime fit, I will add them. Heh funny thing. I posted the second chapter just as the filler was starting and now World Trigger it's almost over. (Since they said they were going to replace it for a Sport program) ... he he funny... sorry?

Reviews

° Chills10124: Awesome that you liked it! I think about them like that because their personalities are so different that they would clash. Thank you so much for your kind words, it's always great to get a review from you!

° xx sHioN: Thanks for your corrections, I'll be sure to check my past works to correct them. You are a big help! Thanks for your compliments!

° Awsome Sauce: No harm done, it's actually better to forget and then be surprised with a new chapter, than to wait forever. I agree with you, the actual opening it's great, but my favorite is GIRI GIRI. Oh, and hopefully your speculations were cleared in this chapter, unfortunately, yes he got to see it.

° Guest: I'm so sorry for the long wait. I hope it was worth it.

° LittleChomper: Well, it's not intentionally but yes they can. I don't really want to hurt Yuuma (deep down in me really wants) but sadly it has to be done.

° Chick1966: Not quitting, not any time soon.

° ajsfriends: emm... late but an update!

° yaoiprincess101: Sadly it didn't happen, we did get to see his black Trigger again though. Although it felt as they just put it there for fanservice.

° luna0starlight: (Assuming you are the anonymous with the same name) Please don't kill me! It took me so long because I didn't want for the chapter to feel slow paced. I was planning on cutting it in two again but I couldn't do that to you anymore. And I know it's not about Yuuma-kun, but I'm a sucker for other people reactions that I had to make it. Well, also this fic won't be centered in Yuuma for the most part because he is going to be incapacitated, but I hope you will give it a chance. It doesn't hurt me (much. haha kidding) Criticism is always welcome.

° Lokithenightfury: I love Night Furies! HTTYD FTW! *hem hem* Thanks! Although I thinks sometimes it's just too much description. Glad you like it!.

° PowderBlueFeathers: I will update but please be patient (not that I'm complaining, sometimes I'm like that too) Thanks for your support!

That's that, folks. I got the eight volume of the manga this week but I swore not to read it until I published this chapter. And now that it's done... I will finally read it! while listening to Gorillaz! Perfect!

KuroKapibara out!