-Oxford - Saturday: Part 2-

Gayle King crossed her legs as she sat down, she still couldn't believe she was doing this. To think that Kyoko would come to their room saying she needed to disappear as Marian Walters. That the girl had been checked out already and that all that would remain was Kyoko before tossing her phone on the table. Brown had listened to her and now she was sitting in this chair across a young man. 'Why did he agree to do this?' To give that little girl the power of the Ankou only because it fell under the Crown's order. 'How does this even fall under that order?'

Though she had to admit that little girl indeed had her card, even if she was an Ankou she was also part of the Protection Command and while she understood that King was someone that was created for her task as an Ankou she still had the duty and job of assuring the protection over those who were deemed royal or noble in the British Empire. Even went further to point out that even if she was not by blood she was by all points and standards Lory Takarada's child and he was deemed noble and thus his children were afforded the same protection. Whatever argument she could have made after that point was useless and that was why she believed Brown had agreed to her demands yet again.

King lifted her cup of coffee, black to her lips as the young man seemed to be trying to figure out who she was. 'Good luck with that kid, we've never met.' All she had to really do was wait for him to find his voice. 'Why is this brat so important Kyoko?' From what she had gathered about this guy he was just friends with one of the missing people. There was nothing special about him either unless you thought his looks were important which she didn't. He was just average, kind-hearted but average. 'Don't tell me this is a kindness act' she really felt a headache at that thought. 'Damn brat able to figure out how to use the Ankou by their positions within society.'

"Did my father send you?" Kurt's voice held a sort of dread as he asked the question.

King raised an eyebrow at the young man, "No." That was true his father hadn't sent her.

"Right..." he leaned forward some in the chair resting his elbows on the table, "So how did you find me?"

King chuckled softly as she sat her cup of coffee down. "You really are a creature of habit Kurt." Her eyes darted around the little cafe before turning back towards him, "You come here normally on Wednesdays but since that little girlfriend of yours disappeared you been here from the moment they open until just after one. You go home for a few hours then head out to the last place of business she worked at. Bien Fleur."

She watched as his hands clenched in a fist before he looked down, "Let me guess my father wants me to stop."

King sighed "I told you already your father didn't send me." She said leaning back in her chair looking out towards the window some. "I was indeed sent by someone, a young woman you met last night." Her eyes turned towards him slightly, "Marian Walters, said you were looking for something or more correctly someone."

Kurt stared at her swallowing, "I was right..." he laughed but it didn't sound even heartfelt, "Does she know something, where is Susan?"

King tapped her finger on the armrest of the chair, "That is the question, isn't it? Well, all that matters is that you tell me all you know about Bien Fleur and perhaps your friend will get out alive. I need to know exactly everyone who you recognize as being there daily, who works there. So will you come with me Kurt or stay here waiting for the girl who will not be showing."

Kurt eyes narrowed "Fine." He said standing up. "Let's go."

"Wonderful." She said looking out the window, "Get in the back of that black car with the tinted windows." She gave a small wave of her hand, "I'll see you in a couple of hours."

Daiki slammed his hands on the table, 'Damnit Kyoko' he ran a hand through his hair, he was fighting the urge to throw his keyboard across the room. It would do no good even if he did so. Kyoko's mobile phone last text message before she texted him was to General Kendi Brown, wanting to speak to him. That didn't mean that she hadn't gone out of her way to contact Lory or any of the others by using their mobiles. The very fact that they were always in contact with people around the royal family and elsewhere would do him no good. "Fuck..." he hung his head. "What did she see that I missed..." he was being careful to not give her anything that he couldn't pull up from the internet itself, nothing that would show his hacking abilities. Kuon placed a hand on his shoulder and he shrugged him off. "Don't." He snapped at him before grabbing a large book bag and unplugging his laptops cords to put them away.

Kuon watched him, he knew Daiki, he was stressed and mad but he never asked out. There would be no one paying the price for that anger. What he wasn't sure was why something he realized while on his computers. He knew that Marian Walters had checked out of the hotel and he also knew that Kyoko was still showing as a guest of this hotel so was there really anything to be upset about? "What are you hiding?"

Daiki turned his eyes towards him for just a moment, "The only reason you are here is that of your ability to fight. Keiji wouldn't make sense being here with her being Marian." He grabbed one of the laptops and shoved it in his book bag. "Your place and my place are not the same." Again he began to put each of the laptops one by one into his book bag, each in their own little pockets, a bag created just for him and his travel needs. "That means my position is much higher." He tossed three keyboards, all to make his abilities easier and not having to mess with where they were the position his laptops were in. He then placed their mouses away as well before zipping it closed.

Kuon knew that Daiki was acting out, 'something is seriously wrong.' His eyes darted toward the bag of laptops as he swung it over his shoulder. "What did you find, Daiki." Kuon wouldn't allow this game to keep going on. this not telling him what was going on. He noticed how Daiki shivered under his eyes as he leaned forward trapping him against the table. "You know exactly what I'm capable of doing don't you?" Kuon kept his voice low, allowing his resentment to slip through the edges. He also knew that when it came to Daiki he didn't fight and while as long as his life or the life of someone he cared about was not at risk of being in dangered, he would not speak. Yet if it was just pain, the chances were higher of him opening his mouth, the man hated pain more than anything else unless again the life of someone he cared about was at risk.

Daiki gave a nervous laugh, "Kuon it's been such a long time, little brother"

While before they had been talking in Russian, now that it was in Japanese he found himself being thrown slightly. Only when Daiki spoke in Japanese with him would he ever refer to him as a brother and he knew better than anyone that it wasn't because he actually saw him as a brother at least not anymore. Not since he ran away, hadn't Kyo herself made it clear he wasn't part of their family, that could only mean one thing.

"Your true colors are showing little brother." He said shoving him away with all his strength which wasn't much, to begin with, compared to Kuon. He barely budges but it was enough for Daiki to shift his bag of laptops. "I'm going to go work, Roman. I think you should call and inform your boss that you lost your charge?"

Kuon growled as he grabbed Daiki's shoulder shoving him hard against that desk, "You can't be serious about working on your video game now." He would just have to allow more of his darkness out and hope that he would one day be forgiven. He could see the sweat start to bead around Daiki's forehead, he didn't enjoy any of this but he was certain that he knew exactly what was going on.

"What do you expect of me, Kuon?" He tried to push Kuon off of him again but this time there was no use and he sighed heavily as if defeated. Taking a deep shaking voice he looked up at him before looking away, it was enough Kuon knew he was going to talk soon if he just kept pressing into him. Kuon reached up grabbing his face harshly turning it to face him.

"Daiki, talk or I can't be held responsible for what happens to you." Deep down Kuon knew he wouldn't be able to truly hurt Daiki, even when he had lashed out in the past he had controlled it, only to cause him fear. Only to make him leave him alone. Regardless of that very limited control, Kuon would never hurt someone who was innocent, at least not until Rick's death which was, in the end, his fault because he couldn't control the darkness that he held deep inside of him, that even now he was allowing out once more. That girl would be his undoing and he was stupidly jumping head first into it knowing that.

"Then do it already!" He said looking at him, the dismay that played across his features echoed as he spoke, "Otherwise release me!" He hung his head, his shoulder sinking as he did so. He was doubling in on himself, balling himself up. Kuon could tell he was responding as if his life was on the line.

'No maybe it's not his life, but Kyoko's life.' If that was the case then it wouldn't matter how much pain he caused him. He truly wouldn't give him any information. "She's made her move." He couldn't believe that she would do something so soon, wasn't she just supposed to be checking something out as Marian? To make a move without some sort of backup was stupid. "Why now?"

"It's time for you to go home, Ren Tsugura. This is a game for only those of Royalty and their support system." There was a haunting sound in his laughter. "You are nothing more than an actor no matter what name you go by." He pulled away from Kuon this time now that Kuon was the one who was in shock and surprised.

Even if Kuon was indeed an actor, there had to be something he could do right? "What are you going to do?"

"What I do best, I'm going to play on my computers and pray to the Kami-sama." Daiki made his way towards the door as he shifted his bag on his shoulders, 'And I'm going to talk to a certain old hag.' Daiki eyes turned towards Kuon, "Goodbye Ren." He said giving a slight bow of his head as he shifted his bag on his shoulder leaving the man to his own thoughts as the door shut behind him.

Sam Patterson felt like his whole world was on the edge of collapsing in on itself. His daughter was gone and he was sitting here pouring over her social media accounts, trying to find any hint any clue that would be of use. He was coming up empty-handed and that made it all the more frustrating. It was just because of Chief Inspector John Tyler that he was even allowed inside the building. It was his daughter they were looking for he couldn't just sit back and do nothing, he had to do something. Yet, that was exactly what was happening, he was doing nothing or damn near nothing. The one thing they couldn't deny him access too, or the ability to comb through was indeed social media. He could bring up anything from there and they would have to look into it, at least in theory because then it becomes tips on her kidnapping.

Patterson placed his head in his hands, he felt like he was looking for a needle in a haystack. His head jerked up as he looked up to see Officer Mianju's daughter, Cinderella. A small part of him had wished it was this girl in place of his daughter, any other girl in the world but his own daughter but he knew how awful that single thought was as he tried to force a smile.

"It's okay you don't have to smile." She sat down next to him as she looked towards the computer screen, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Ah, no not really." He said looking down at the list of names, people he scratched off because looking into their own accounts, their locations, all came up with nothing. 'Criminals like to see how their handy work is going' that was the one thought that kept echoing in his mind which was why he was checking and cross-checking her social media accounts and even those pages created for her.

"It's scary..." she said softly looking down. "I mean... is there really no place safe?" Patterson squeezed her shoulder slightly she sighed heavily as she rose from the seat, "How about I get you something to drink? Coffee or tea?"

"Tea sounds good..." She nodded her head before going on and checking with a few other people who had been here for hours. 'She's a good girl' his eyes turned towards the computer once more. 'Just like my little girl.'