Positioned at the edge of a large, grassy ravine, Boma stared captivated at the sight before him. So much green it was like a colossal park, trees as far as the eye could see. He'd seen pictures of places like this; a fresh beautiful clear blue river ran down through the mountains and into the ravine he stood atop, the air was so very fresh, the scent of nature was so strong here, of course. But after living in the city; and particularly the slums for so long, you forgot about what the trees and grass smelt like. Or clean air in general.

Daisuke's scent was by all means faint, he seemed to have continued to take his motorcycle into the lush forest and would be long gone by now. Unfortunately, as Boma was on foot, this meant it was going to take quite a while longer before he was able to catch up. Though as distant as the trail was, without the distortions and distractions of other chemicals and odd smells like that of the city air, it was going to be a simple task to follow. The only problem now lay in distance. The scent of the motorcycles emissions had long since blown away, but the deep tire-tracks that had been ground into the earth, aided by the 300kg android that would have been perched on the back, had been left un-disturbed.

Without delay, Boma leapt down into the ravine, following the tracks too the river…but already, the trail was lost at the edge of the water. The werewolf scoffed; apparently Daisuke had transformed his motorcycle too its jet-ski like structure, and driven it down the river as a shot-cut. The blonde wasn't going to make things so simple for him after all.

Swiftly Boma turned to follow down the river. He would have to be keep attentive if Daisuke's scent or tire-tracks suddenly re-appeared back on the bank where ever the blonde would have exited from the water. Hopefully then he could pick up some speed.

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Nightfall washed swiftly over the land, it got dark very quickly here and Boma had been forced to de-activate the holo-mask and reveal his black-coated wolf head, heightening his senses further.

Boma easily navigated his way through the now dense forest. He hadn't stopped running since he'd re-found the trail at the waters edge, and had instantly shot into action. But that had been several hours ago, and by the position of the moon it seemed he had run decently late into the night, and his body was growing weary. No matter how genetically enhanced he was, even he had limits. Of course the werewolf could of been able last at least another couple of hours, but he'd pushed himself too hard, bolting as fast as he could to catch up on time without stopping once, even when he was forced to follow the scent up a ridiculously tall cliff edge, he hadn't paced himself. He'd covered plenty of ground for one day anyway.

Boma heaved in the dark, cold air, skidding to a halt with a spray of dirt. He re-activated the holo-mask, for comforts sake. Even in the middle of nowhere.

He then had a quick look around the area. He just needed to find a safe place to rest for a little while, but there was no way he was falling asleep out here. Even now as dark as it was, the forest seemed to be alive! It wasn't that he was afraid at all; it just drove his senses crazy. It was keeping the werewolf highly on guard. Such strange noises he was not used too, he felt exposed, but he didn't for a moment doubt his skills and would simply wait for the sun to return.

Still, he looked forward to going back to the city.

Boma noticed a good looking spot in a tall, sturdy tree. Unfortunately, there didn't appear to be any large enough hollows for him to shelter in, much to his distaste. As he made his way over to it he felt his sister watching him at the ebbs of his mind. The werewolf looked around until he found her sitting up in another tree, in her brilliant white ghostly form that he usually perceived her in glowing in the darkness. She said nothing, she never did. Simply watching Boma as he stood there staring back.

"Bunny…" he whispered. "I will find you soon, so wait for me."

Boma turned, and hopped up into the tree. He lay back, making himself comfortable and wrapping the tattered cloak around himself. Simply staring at his sister as she in turn watched him.

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Grumbling miserably, Shun shifted through the piles of paperwork. His morning cup of coffee already going cold in its regular spot beside the busy Chief, now forgotten. He sat at his desk once again, sun shining brilliantly through the monstrously-sized windows, not a cloud in the sky, it was a beautiful day. He really should still be resting, but Shun urgently needed to catch up on his work. He had only returned from the hospital the previous night, it had been glorious to be back in his own bed, but he had not slept well at all. Images of Boma incessantly plagued his thoughts, it almost disturbed him, that a stranger could have such a strong effect on him…then again; maybe he shouldn't be so surprised. How could he forget that strong muscled body poised above him, touching, embracing him, that hot mouth that drove him crazy. And his lips- they had been so cold, it shocked him at first, yet they were still so surprisingly soft…It was the first time he had done something so intimate with another man, and it had felt incredible! Something he definitely wouldn't mind taking a step further…

Shun mentally shook himself. I must concentrate on finishing this… reminding himself yet again that there was quite a bit of work to catch up on. Phia had indeed done a good job, more so than he'd expected, but there was no doubting the number of late nights he had in stall before it was all done. I'm going to need to hire some staff to help me with this…

Ultimately, his mind began drifting again, he found himself musing over the werewolf's final words before disappearing, 'Until next we meet…' Would they really see each other again? It was a surprisingly appealing thought…but, what did that even mean? Did he want them to be friends, or maybe even lovers? Although, 'friends' after an encounter like that seemed extremely illogical, and lovers? Well, they didn't even know each other…so did it mean something else entirely? With a record like Boma's it would be careless not too consider he may have been hired to kill him, but somehow Shun didn't feel comfortable with that conclusion either. A man like Boma wouldn't dare accept a job to murder his friend's brother, right? He seemed too gentle and reserved, even if he was a mass-murdering werewolf; he was actually doing the city a favor, only ever murdering scum-bag criminals. And from what he'd read in Daisuke's reports, the dark man wasn't actually as bad as what the media made him out to appear.

The blonde Chief shook his head, removing his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. This was nonsense; he couldn't allow himself to fall for someone after such a brief encounter, it was irrational. Besides, the werewolf would most likely get in the way of his plans, and having a lover was definitely not part of them. Maybe it was for the best he never sees Boma again…as much as the thought pained him, he'd need to ignore it. It would do him no good too chase a lost cause. But maybe, one day…

Shun blinked. He was doing it again.

Now literally growling at himself in frustration, Shun replaced his glasses and picked up a folder, snatched his pen from the desk before focusing all his attention solely on it. He had to make a start somewhere and concentrate hard, or else, he was going to continue to get distracted…

Phia flinched as she heard a low frustrated growl emanate through the door of the Chief's huge office. Well, I guess at least he's sort of back to his old self. So much for that change… Although, normally he'd have calmed down by now…Phia figured it was just the stress of being so behind with his work, and who knew what kind of pain he was still in after the surgery.

She sighed, it didn't matter. But what did matter, was what is on that security footage. A ball of anticipation swirled in her stomach. What could be so significant that he doesn't want to let a single person see it?

It was going to be a long day…

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Boma was very close, by now it was late in the afternoon. Once again, he had been running all day, and hadn't eaten since the day before. This was usually no problem for him, but would his body still hold up for him by the time he made it too Siberbia?

Yes, of course it would, because he had no choice. Pushing his body beyond its limits was something he'd done often. This was what he trained for, but his meal skipping was something he'd simply grown accustomed too after a life-time of poverty. …what was he thinking? He had no life. But at least he was working on making one now.

Darkness was once again concealing the land quickly. A chill ran up the length of his spine, his instincts were trying to tell him something, and it wasn't anything to do with the night dwelling creatures rousing. Danger was approaching, Daisuke was in trouble. Picking up the pace even as the darkening air cooled drastically around him, beating his skin like thousands of tiny pinpricks and stinging his eyes, his body kept on going, now fueled with adrenaline, like the thrill of the chase.

And soon he could smell the smoke of the villager's fireplaces; and see the dull porch lamps glowing through the trees ahead.

Boma burst forth from the forest and into the clearing that was the small village. Just as suddenly, gunshots from a machine gun pierced through the still air, echoing into the night. Picking up Daisuke's location immediately, with a blinding flash of light the deadly werewolf summoned his sword and instantly dashed straight through the wooden houses with in-human speed, and into one that looked to be broken into faster than the eye could see. Daisuke, J, and another man stood facing off three deadly looking androids. Boma fluidly leaped toward the closest one, raised his sword and slashed down hard, straight through its metal body. He then landed gracefully into a crouch on the floor as it blew to pieces behind him with the single strike.

Daisuke stared in open shock for a moment before questioning, "Boma?" Surprised to see him, again just in the nick of time.

"Hope you don't mind," the werewolf stood as he spoke in his usual stoic tone, de-activating the holo-mask to reveal his black wolf head, "Thought I would help. I like you guys."

J looked over his shoulder at Daisuke. "That is reason enough for a man to justify his actions."

Daisuke nodded in understanding, "I'll pay you back for this later" he checks his gun before aiming back at one of the two left-over androids. "Take a rest Boma we can handle this."

"If you say so." Boma replies flatly, jumping up onto the rafters to watch the situation from above, crossing his arms.

"Let's go!" Daisuke cries as he launches himself towards the jittery android he faced, which in turn draws out its machine gun and opening fire on the blonde. Dais pushes off the wooden floor effectively flipping himself out of the way of the bullet shots.

Meanwhile J also charges into action, now it would be simple to take out the single android without the interference of the other two. He leaps into the air, drawing back a powerful fist before slamming it straight through the smaller androids stomach. It stands there for a moment, steam pouring through the deep gouges, electric sparks popping around its body before crashing backwards lifelessly to the ground with a mighty boom.

Daisuke shoots his three normal bullets into the final rouge androids body, large cracks appearing across its torso. "The last one goes like this!" He shouts as he fires the red tab bullet, the resulting blast causing the android to explode. And as the small fire-ball clears, there's not a scrap of the android left.

Boma smirked to himself. They can certainly take care of themselves out here, and they made that look so simple. Perhaps I need not worry about Daisuke so much… Re-activating the holo-mask, Boma leaps up through the hole in the roof and outside the small wooden house. So they no longer require my assistance. He then made his way back towards the gloomy forest.

"Hey Boma!"

Said man turned to find Daisuke waving, sprinting to catch up to him. "Your not thinking of heading back at this time of the night are ya? Besides you didn't give me a chance to thank you." Boma quirked his head, and Dais smirked, playfully punching his shoulder. "Come on, you can hang with us for the night." With that Daisuke turned and started back towards the house.

Boma stood staring for a moment.

"Hurry up! We gotta fix this place up or else we'll freeze tonight!" Dais called over his shoulder, now jogging back.

The werewolf chuckled as he closed his eyes. Why not?

About twenty minutes later, with mostly J's help, they had the place patched up again for the night. The old man that lived there had immediately left and gone too bed, exhausted after the excitement of that evening, leaving the others to sleep where they wished.

"Daisuke, I am going to patrol the village for any signs of other androids in the area." J informed from the front door, waiting for Daisuke's approval.

"Sure knock yourself out, just don't scare anybody ok?" Dais laughed in reply. The large android nodded after a moment before turning and leaving. The blonde kicked the last of the wood chunks out the front door before closing it after J.

Boma was leant against a dresser at the far end of the small cottage. All they had to use for light was the small, crackling campfire in the centre of the room; it was almost out, casting a dull glow across the walls, contrasting with the blue beam of moonlight that shone through the open window. The air was still chilly in the room; and the fire didn't seem to be doing much.

Daisuke turned and made his way over to the small fire, kicking a cushion that was normally kept there at the nearby wall. He looked up at the werewolf who seemed to be watching his actions. "Your not gonna stand there all night are you? You look tired Boma…get some rest." Daisuke then dropped down onto the cushion he'd kicked, leaning his back against the wall, drawing up his knees and crossing his arms around them, resting his head on his fore-arms.

The werewolf quirked his head, pushing from the wall he removed his cloak as he walked over to Daisuke's huddled form.

Daisuke's head shot back up as he realized Boma was walking over to him, remembering the scenario in the hospital. "Uh, Boma its ok, keep it for yourself. Besides, out here it's every man for himself, but I guess you haven't discovered that yet huh?" Dais smirked up at the dark man. But Boma just scowled in return, insistent that he take his cloak, he dropped it on top of the blonde's head.

"Hey!" he yelped, ripping it off himself, only to see Boma walking back to his previous spot. This guy can be pretty damn stubborn when he wants to be. But then again he couldn't really talk. "You know, that would be considered kind of insulting…" but Boma didn't seem to care at all, ignoring the statement and leaning back against the far wall, crossing his arms and closing his eyes. Daisuke shook his head in amusement, tossing the cloak back too Boma. It hit his chest and he caught it without having to open his eyes, a scowl re-forming across his brow.

"You idiot, you have less clothing on then me; you won't be able to sleep like that." Daisuke heard a small grumble emanate from Boma, before he finally placed it back over his shoulders in defeat. But Daisuke's smirk faltered, this situation reminded him of his brother…

"I wonder how Shun's doing…" he whispered to himself.

"He's perfectly fine; he may even be out by now." Boma replied, catching Daisuke off guard. The blonde's gaze instantly snapped to the werewolf. How would he know? Then Dais remembered the funny way Boma acted when he saw his brother. Strange…so did he go back and visit him after he'd left?

Maybe I shouldn't have said that… Boma could almost literally feel Daisuke's gaze burning into him. Well, this was the other reason he came to Daisuke wasn't it? Right now would be an opportune moment to talk about it, but it still felt so awkward.

"You know that for sure?" Dais asked, but Boma didn't move a muscle. Then a smirk returned to Daisuke's lips, "You know what; I've been meaning too ask you something, what did you think of my brother?" Boma's eyes snapped open and stared back at Daisuke. Bingo. Well isn't this interesting?

"I don't know." The werewolf replied quietly.

"You don't know huh?" Daisuke closed his eyes and nodded. Not 'nothing' then. "Well, you had to think something? You looked pretty…uh, moved when I saw you look at him that time; you must have felt something then? Did you go back to him? Is that how you know?"

Boma's voice was stuck in his throat; Daisuke had seen him react like that? It was going to be harder than he thought to talk to Daisuke, but what could he say too all those questions? What he felt…Could it really have just been lust? Boma scowled, scorning the very thought, that would be utterly absurd.

Dais watched as Boma nervously bit his lip beside him. Man, why did everyone have to fall for my brother? And of all people, Boma is just a little too unexpected.

When the werewolf didn't answer for a moment longer, Dais came to a conclusion; maybe he can't even identify that he's in love? Dais didn't think the two had even met. How could he fall for him so easily? The blonde shrugged. These things happen. Maybe he's too cooped up over his sister, consumed in finding her that he blocked out, or maybe even forgot about stuff like this? Well, maybe I better just bring it into the open and see what he says?

"Ok, I hope I'm not jumping to conclusions here but…" Damn I hope he doesn't chop my head off for saying this. "…Do you have a thing for my brother?"

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A/N

Oooooh deeaaar…and it appears that Phia is going to play a much more crucial role in this story than I expected…man, when I came up with this story I didn't even know I was going to put her in here! But hey, I just write these fics straight off the top of my head, so they could go anywhere! Well…apart from the fact they still to a degree follow the original storyline…but that's how I wanted it too be anyway.

But I guess it doesn't matter, she'll make for a juicy little mix in this now strange little love triangle I've made honestly…I hate her. I thought she was a freakin bitch for back-stabbing that smexy Shun, but I guess in the end he was too good for her ey? Lol oh yeh! And also cuz he ended up liking her too apparently. I thought, 'no…that aint right'