1 It's been a while since I've typed for this story...well not that long awhile...anyways...this story has lost it popularity by a lot, but I'm having a lot of fun typing it even though I only get like one review...oh well. The past is finally reveled in this chapter...so Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own YYH

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Thief stared at Yusuke plotting his actions, he thought of something and was about to reach for him when a knock came at the door. "Yusuke, you have another visitor!" Atsuko shouted from the other side. "He's waiting for you outside!" Yusuke let out a relieved sigh and jumped out of bed.

"Phew, saved by my mom...never thought I would saw that." he walked towards the door and headed out. Thief stayed where he stood and waited, he wasn't going to leave just cause someone else came. He walked over to the window and looked out it to see who it was that wanted to see the detective.

Down at the bottom of the window was a man who was sitting on a motorcycle, he was wearing a helmet so Thief couldn't get a look at his face, or he thought it was a 'he'. The person had a long white braid that hanged loosely out of the helmet, so who knew if the person was a 'he' or a 'she'. The person looked up towards Thief's direction, Thief shifted slightly a bit uncomfortable with the sudden glace. The person reached up and removed the helmet, what Thief saw sent shivers down his spine and cold sweat down his face. The person turned out to be a man, he stared at Thief with his deep blue eyes and smiled.

"It can't be," Thief whispered his eyes huge with fear and disbelief. "It can't be...you can't be...alive." The man still stared and mouthed...

"I know, but I am...Lyserg."

Thief stood where he was too frightened to move, the shivers turned into knives and they pierced his back, trying to make him move, to react to the memories and hatred that he had for this man, but he couldn't. For some reason he couldn't bring himself to burst through the window and kill the man where he stood...something was holding him back. "Damn it...move, hurry up and move." he told himself. The man looked back down towards the door that Yusuke was about to open at the moment. He reached behind him and pulled out a small handgun and pointed it at the door, he then turned and glanced towards Thief wondering when he will finally make his move.

Yusuke grabbed the doorknob and turned it, he was about to pull It open when he heard a loud crash from his room. He ran back and burst through the door, broken glass was on the floor, the window was smashed. He went towards the window and looked out it, there he saw Thief standing a few feet away from the man. The fear that he had on his face surprised Yusuke, what was it about that man that scared Thief so badly.

"How are you still alive?" Thief stuttered asking the question. "How the hell are you still alive?" The man laughed.

"Oh Lyserg, I had forgotten how funny you used to be...how long as it been, a few years...decades maybe?" the man stood up from his bike and put his pistol away, he walked towards Thief. "You haven't changed a bit my pet, you still look as handsome as ever." Thief took a couple of steps back when the man got too close.

"You're a sick bastard, how dare you show your face after what you did to me!" Thief shouted at him. His eyes flared with the hatred and anger that he had bottled up for the past century, he stopped stepping back and lunged for the man. His staff appeared in his hand and he swung it wanting to rip the man's head off with one swing. The man reacted by raising his hand and stopping the staff, electric shocks from the staff surged through the man's body. The man smirked at the staff's defense's.

"What makes you think this will harm me, have you forgotten who gave you this weapon?" the man whispered bringing the staff closer to his body before he threw it and Thief to the side like an old toy. His body smashed against a new black Mercedes car, the windows smashed and exploded on impact, and the passenger door was pushed in leaving a dent in the shape of Thief's body in it. Thief fell to the floor and winced at the pain that traveled down his spine and legs. He couldn't move. "I see that old age has finally caught up with you my pet, seeing that your memory has passed you is proof enough." the man laughed. He moved towards Thief with such intense speed that Yusuke who was watching from his window gasped and rubbed his eyes, thinking they were playing tricks on him.

The man grabbed Thief by his collar and pulled the wig that he was wearing off. "I thought it was a fake, your disguise's are failing you." he grinned. Thief snarled, angry that this person would actually come up to him and start commenting him. He tried to move but the pain still made him immobile.

"What do you want from me?" He gasped, since speaking made the pain worse.

"What do I want, why...all I want...is for you to say my name. That is all I want Lyserg, I want to hear the way your sweet voice say's my name."

"Why would I say it, it's poison to my tougne and spit." The man glared at him for a quick second before it turned in a smile.

"If you say it, I'll tell you why I did it. I'll tell you everything...every little thing." Thief's eyes widened. From what Thief knew about this man, he always kept his word. He never went back from what he said he'd do, and Thief at this point was desperate for answers. He always wanted to ask why, but what he thought was the man's death thought he had lost that chance a hundred years ago. He paused.

"K...Kyoshi." he whispered. The man's eyes widened for a split second. He didn't expect for him to say it.

"What did you say?"

"Kyoshi." Thief repeated.

"What, what was it I couldn't hear you." the man mocked putting his hand to his ear pretending that he couldn't hear.

"Kyoshi, Kyoshi, Kyoshi, KYOSHI!" Thief shouted loudly trying to glare Kyoshi down, no luck. All he did was chuckle before he laughed out loud.

"Ah yes, I always loved it when you screamed my name." he smirked. "Sends chills down my spine...yes I do enjoy it." Thief kept his glare, but you could tell he was humiliated from the hint of pink that shaded his face. Kyoshi pulled on Thief's collar a little harder bringing his face closer to his. "I did it...so I could see the look on your face when it happened." he licked his lips before he kissed Thief softly on the forehead and threw him against the car again. Thief didn't feel the pain shoot through his body, his eyes were wide with disbelief..he felt anger, disgust, and sadness all at the same time. It was too much.

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Ok I'm gonna leave it here...yes I know it's not much of a chapter, but I haven't posted anything in long time. So here you go...REVIEW!