A/N: I'm back. And … well … I guess this chapter is quite long. Anyway, please read and review.

Chapter 5: Way Home

Eve POV

Train's bike parked in front of a steak restaurant. I got off of the bike and gave my helmet to him.

I looked the entrance of the restaurant with hesitation. I had two reasons for this feeling. First reason: this was the first time I had dinner together with Train. I meant, this was just two of us. Could it be categorized as a date?

I felt uneasy. Something weird filled my stomach and it wasn't a hungry feeling. It was called … butterflies, again.

Second reason: I was afraid my identity would be revealed, making scandal or gossip about me having dinner with a stranger. As a new comer, I should maintain my good name. Sven told me about this.

Seeing my anxiety, Train asked, "Don't you like steak, Princess? We can find another."

"No, It's because …." My cheeks flushed. I hoped Train didn't know my first reason. It was embarrassing.

"Well, I guess you need this!" He put his black baseball cap on my head. "With this, no one will realize that you're a popular model." He grinned widely, showing his perfect teeth.

"T-thanks." I timidly said.

"Let's go."

I nodded, following him.

We chose the table seat at the corner, making sure no one would pay attention to us. This restaurant was big, but the design was made to be more personal. A gentle and slow song was played, comforting the customers. I saw the decoration and lamp were set well. In brief, the room was cozy and quite romantic.

I wished I wore the decent clothes. I saw Train wore a white shirt, black jacket, black pants, and black sneakers. Casual clothes, like me. But it looked like he didn't care about what he was wearing. Actually, the one that brought him here was his empty stomach, not the suitable clothes.

A waiter approached us, asking our order.

Train smiled at me, giving a sign to ask me to order first.

"Tuna steak and orange juice," I replied.

Train nodded and said to the waiter, "I order the same food with her, but I want milk for drink."

The waiter left us.

"I thought you will order tons of food, considering your big stomach," I mocked.

"I ate two hours ago. Now I just want to make sure my stomach's always full."

Few minutes passed without talking. I had to say something to reduce my uneasiness or else, I fossilized here, secretly admiring Train who looked away, paying attention to his surroundings with quiet attitude.

"You've gone for three years. Did you get yourself a girl or someone special?"

He stared at me bewilderedly. At the same time, I couldn't even believe what I had just asked. This was a stupid start to make a chat. What the-!

"F-forget it!" I said nervously.

Then a little girl, probably around 7-8 years old, came to me.

"Can I have your … um …" She showed me a paper and whispered, "Don't worry. I don't tell anyone your identity."

I nodded, making an autograph on the paper.

"Thank you!" She beamed happily, and then whispered at my ear while looking at Train, "Handsome boyfriend."

She ran away before I could complain.

I blushed again. This often happened recently. Maybe I was sick. Lovesick, exactly.

"Are you okay, Princess?" Train asked worriedly.

I nodded bashfully.

Thank God, the waiter came to us, bringing our order. We were having dinner quietly.

Train POV

After having dinner, we continued our way home. She didn't say anything on my bike. Was she still mad at me because of that jerk Troy Wolff? Or other reason? Or maybe I should start a small talk? Actually I wanted to ask about her former question.

"You've gone for three years. Did you get yourself a girl or someone special?"

It echoed in my mind. I was curious. But remembering her cut, I guessed it wasn't good to have any guts to ask. She would never speak to me again. Was this called 'puberty'? Or just oversensitive?

"Princess, don't sleep on my bike. It's dangerous," I teased her, making the situation friendlier. Or maybe worse as she protested.

"I'm not like you, Train!" She said back, reminding me that sleeping everywhere was one of my abilities.

"Okay."

I paid attention to my surrounding. It was weird. I didn't see any vehicles on this road. It wasn't too late yet. Where were the people?

"Train, run faster. Many crimes happened on this road."

"You don't have to say it. Just hold me tighter."

From the mirror, I saw a group a bikers not far away behind us. Maybe around 10-11 people. Their faces were not too kind. On the other hand, I saw Princess' face a bit red AGAIN while doing what I've just said. Did she have fever? I often saw her like this since yesterday, almost regularly, when she was with me.

"Are you sick, Princess? Fever maybe? I mean, your face is … red."

"Just speed up." She hit the back of my head gently.

My bike ran faster, almost twice from the former speed I used.

"Princess, if you're sick, we can go to the doctor. Or buy any medicine. I guess you catch a cold, riding my bike. I care for you, you know?" I yelled worriedly.

"If you care for her so much, then stop your bike now, or else, we'll blow the cutie's brain out."

I heard a harsh male voice answered. Then I realized that the group was surrounding my bike, from the right, left, and back side. Actually, I wanted to speed my bike up faster. No one blocked my way from the front side. But seeing some of their guns pointed at Princess, I gradually slowed my speed down.

I stopped on the edge of the road, then getting off of my bike and taking off my goggles. Princess stood beside me, taking off her helmet.

"We don't have much money or jewelry. Just let us go," I tried being nice, but secretly I planned to kick their asses and brought them to the police station. I saw some of their faces on the list of sweeper target as the robbers. Not a big reward, I guessed.

"We don't need them. Just give us the girl," ordered the leader of the group.

"And if I do mind?"

At once, they pointed their guns at us.

"Princess, they are sweeper targets and I'll capture them. If you don't want to get involved, just find the safe place for you."

"No, Train. I'll help you." She made many fists from her long hair and her hand changed into a shield. "It has been so long I don't use this power."

That was because Sven didn't want her to get hurt from battling. I knew it!

"Guys! Shot them!" ordered the leader of group.

I avoided their shots while approaching them. Thanks to my excellent vision. I could see the ways of their bullets.

"Be ready to be hospitalized!" I said confidently when I reached some of them, punching and kicking them mercilessly. In a few seconds, they were spreading out on the edge of the road. "I don't want to waste my bullets for the cheap crooks like you, guys."

I saw Princess stood calmly. She had finished the remained villains. Her shield had been used to block bullets, while her many fists hit them frequently.

"Train, how will you send them to the police station?" she questioned.

I was thinking for the moment.

"As expected of our master," said the leader. "The bioweapon."

Princess and I were surprised.

Swiftly few of them restrained Princess from her sides and back. Getting a sudden action, she didn't have any chance to fight against. Then the leader put something on her chest.

I was startled. That was a red card. N.S. (? A/N: I just see it at the anime) Shit!

I ran toward them while Princess' scream was heard painfully. That stupid card affected the nanos in her body.

I shot at their hands that held guns impulsively before beating them up. Princess' scream was over. She was faint, laying down on the road. N.S was taken off of her chest. I guessed it felled unintentionally.

"Who's your master?" I growled, grabbing the leader's neck while his subordinates retreated slowly, having no guts to fight again.

The leader looked frightened, sitting on the road, seeing my anger expression. No words came from him.

"Jock Morris, isn't it?" I asked.

"I-I don't know. H-his face h-hid under a w-wide hat," he stammered. "H-he approached us at the ca-café, giving us much money to p-put the card on h-her c-chest, and then he'll come to take her by helicopter. W-who are you?"

I positioned Hades on his forehead.

"Is my gun enough to answer?" I questioned coldly.

He saw a sign of XIII on Hades and soon his eyes widened.

"B-B-Black C-Cat."

"You'll be arrested as the common robbers. Don't you dare telling your last mission to the polices without my order, or else, you'll get harsh interrogation from them by dealing with nanotech data. What's more, I'll hunt you down. Got it?" I threatened. My amber eyes were glowing in the dark, making me more frightening for him.

"Y-yes."

"Good." I hit his head ruthlessly once, making him unconscious. I gazed up, seeing a helicopter flying about 10 meters from me. I couldn't see people in there. The dark windows blocked me.

Quickly it flied away, crossing the lake, leaving the failed group, Princess, and me.

I put Princess in my arms, then dialing Sven's number from my cell-phone. Suddenly Princess' hand held me.

"Don't tell Sven about this. I don't want to make him worried about me," she asked weakly.

"This is exception, Princess. I need to-"

"… please …," she begged me.

I sighed. Why did I always do what she says? You could call it a weak spot. A mysterious weak spot, as I didn't know the clear reason. Maybe I would try to find it. One day. Or maybe I could ask the Princess. But, would she answer it?

I imagined she laughed when I asked her. Nah! It was too embarrassing! I would never have any guts to face her again after asking her.

I thought of someone else. Sven, maybe? But suddenly, I felt a great fear. Sven would kill me. Well, I guessed I should keep it, trying to get the answer by myself.

"Fine." I gave up. "I'll call the police."

Few minutes later, a group of polices came, arresting the crooks.

"Please fill the data in the station," said one of the policemen. "Then you can get the reward. Is she okay?"

He looked at Princess anxiously as I was scooping her into my arms.

Princess nodded, smiling faintly.

"We should go to the police station now. Can you sit on my bike?" I questioned her.

"I'll try. Just put me on it then," she replied.

I carried her petite body to my bike.

After finishing the document at the police station, I received the reward, and then went to the waiting room to meet Princess.

"How?" she asked.

I showed the money proudly and gave her half of it. "You did it too."

She shook her head. "Just keep it."

"But-"

"Instead of this, I prefer you take me for having dinner and watching movie together."

I was astonished for the moment.

"You're okay with it?" she asked hopefully.

"As you wish, Princess!" I grinned widely.

On our way home, we didn't talk anything. From the mirror, I saw Princess looked scared. I believed that was because of N.S.

Actually, I kept it in my pocket as I wanted to hide it from the polices. Showing it to them would make some commotions, extending the problem.

"We'll reach home in a few minutes," I said, comforting her.

She nodded, hugging my waist tighter.

Sven POV

"What took you two so long?" I demanded when opening the main door for them. "I thought I would be the last to get home! It's two o'clock at the morning!"

Train and Eve sat on the sofas tiredly.

"Sorry, there was … err …." Train looked so doubtful to tell.

"We've just caught the robbers," replied Eve.

"WHAT?!" My eyes widened. "But, how?"

"We just met them by chance. We beat them up and then the police arrested them. We have much time in the police station, finishing the document."

"Fine. Go to sleep now!" I ordered my daughter firmly.

Eve sadly said, "I'm sorry to make you worry, Sven. Goodnight."

I nodded. "Goodnight."

Eve went upstairs, reaching her room. After hearing a soft click of her door, I glared at Train.

"We'll go at seven. Rinslet will come here at quarter to seven. Take a rest now! You just have a few hours to nap," I said.

"Okay. Goodnight, Sven." He entered the guest room.

"Yeah, good night."

To be continued ….