A/N:
Dove: I have been putting this off.. all week..
Kenshin: Real devoted, 'eh?
Dove: My problem is that I kept FALLING ASLEEP every time I started writing it!
Kenshin:…
Sano: Oh, THAT shows how much you were intrested.
Dove: I really was! I just.. ah.. yeah. I was tired. Still am. I'm finally starting this att 11pm.
Kenshin: Lazy bum.
Dove: HOWEVER.. I do have to say THANK YOU! For all of the SPLENDID reviews! This chapter will be as long as I can make it!
Sano:..I'll bet you can't even make it ten pages.
Dove: WANNA MAKE A WAGER ON THAT?!
Sano: YEAH!
Dove: How much ya got?!
Sano: *Srounges aimlessly in him pockets for a minute, until he comes out with the dollar that he lifted from Dove's desk the week before* THIS!
Dove: I BET YOU THAT!
Sano: FINE!
Dove: FINE!
Sano: WELL, FINE!!
Dove: WELL FINER THAN FINE!
Both: *Head in opposite directions, Dove to her room and Sano out of the house* *SLAM!*
Soujiro: Sooo.. Kenshin..
Kenshin:..yeah?
Sano: *Whips out his Trig homework* Explain this again?
***IN DOVE'S ROOM!***
Dove: So.. what should I do?
Sungold: Borrow my scythe and cut him into tiny pieces?
Kiri: Sing the HAPPY song!!
Jayde: Kill him and make up.
Rue: Clean his room for him.
Akurei: Ignore him and start Dark.
Dove: Now you're talking!
***
Akurei: Hello. I'm Akurei Koroshiya. And I'll be your muse for this evening.
Dark
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kaoru arrived just as the simultanious attacks were fired.
What appeared to her to happen in almost five minutes actually happened in an instant.
Kenshin shifted his left leg, drew, and used and attack she'd never seen him use before.
At the same time, Shishio – whom she recognized from her reunion with her 'Father' – used his own strange attack. Kaoru was willing to SWEAR that his blade had grown blue flames. How odd.
She saw blood spraying. So much blood.. her head spun and she groaned weakly.
"What's wrong, doll?" Kamatari's voice was right behind her ear. Kaoru stared at him in confusion – unable to understand his happy face – and then she realized that Shishio had risen.
"KENSHIN!!" Kaoru screamed as the black-clad man smirked and kicked the corpse's side.
A long, thin, pale hand grabbed her from behind, clamping over her mouth roughly. A matching hand wrapped it's self around her waist.
"MMPPPGGH!" She argued. The strong scent of smoke filled her nostrils. Kaoru went on a sensory over-load. And screamed again.
Kaoru could smell blood and smoke. She could hear the screams of the injured and the moans of the dying. She could see a part of her assailent's hand, and Kenshin's body. She felt pure anger and an immense sadness.
Kaoru turned her eyes back to the blood-soaked corpse of her ex-kidnapped-turned-protector, and felt nothing at all.
The man holding Kaoru chuckled quite evilly, and dragged her unconcious form away from the fight.
Kidnapped again.
Darn.
***
Battousai fought for conciousness. Finally pulling himself out of the molassas, he tightened his fist around the hilt of his blade and slashed Shishio's leg.
The arrogant fool had sheathed his sword and was chatting amiably. Until he screamed and fell. A long – bloody – gash along his leg.
"I wasn't dead yet, FOOL." Battousai spat. Shishio snarled.
"You are now!" He reached for his sword, coming to his feet.
And then the arm fell limp, away from the sheathed blade. Battousai had also stood, blood seeping from his flesh wound. His sword was still held in the after-stroke that paralyzed Shishio's right arm.
"You ba*****!" Shishio growled. He drew, using his left arm, with no small amount of effort.
Blue flames once more danced along the edge of the blade. Shishio swung – petty well for not being left-handed.
Battousai deflected the bloe, but Shishio was quite skilled. He began to force the blade of her predecessor back.
And then, like most of the stupid bad-guys, Shishio began to talk. The universal mistake.
"Great job protecting your girl, Battousai."
Ignore. MUST ignore.
"She bled an awful lot. I'm surprised you managed to save the little bird."
Don't..care..
"Bet she's still crying over daddy's betrayal."
Anger..is..blinding..
"What about YOUR betrayal? Have you told her of the murder of her father by your hands?"
"That wasn't her father, Shishio, and you know it. That was one of YOUR men, trying to get you more money." Battousai snapped.
Shishio just laughed as they broke and lunged, ending back in their position.
"Well, I sure hope she TRUSTS you, letting me take her like that."
Battousai was so bent on not showing anger that his eyes took on a violet hue.
"To think that her skin was so soft." THAT was the LAST straw.
Battousai broke, violet fading, and charged. He ducked a swipe aimed to lay his stomach open, and seemed to dissapear.
"Save me a seat in h***, Shishio." Battousai growled, and Shishio looked up. Just in time to see the blade, business end flipped out.
The force behind his strike cleaved Shishio's skull. He jerekd his sword free once the man fell.
Shishio Maokoto was dead. It was over.
:::Heaven's Honorable Sword Flow,
Met it's match that night.
But care and honor could not loose,
And Battousai triumphed that night.:::
Battousai saw Kamatari and Yumi fretting over Shishio, one more expressivly than the other.
The cross-dresser looked up, his face sad but resolute.
"Your female friend was taken." Battousai's gaze sharpened.
"Come again!?"
"That black-haired, blue-eyed girl. She was kidnapped, by a tall man with dark hair." Battousai growled.
"Yeah, thanks Kam." Kamatari, undercover agent for Hiko. He was still sad that another life had been taken, but he didn't actually care for Shishio – at all. He'd only fought Kaoru and the OniWaban per Hiko's orders; when the battle began he had been ordered to come and restrain Yumi when Battousai won.
She knew where Shishio's main 'base' was – the one that Kaoru had been taken to was some sort of 'Summer home' for him. Useless to them.
Battousai left the battlefield without looking back, jerking a sheathed blades out of the ground to add to his arsenal – just in case. He was pissed.
***
Kaour felt cold. She forced her eyes open and immediately snapped them shut.
"M-Misao!" She murmured. Her friend was up next to her, hanging from the ceiling, wrists chained above her head. Kaoru's position mirrored hers.
Kaoru's arms and fingers were numb.
She wiggled some, hoping to find the chains loose. No such luck. But she did manage to acquire some feeling – mostly pain.
Her already raw wrists cut, and the blood flowed freely.
"MISAO!" Kaoru could touch the ground if she really stretched. "Misao, Wa-" A drop of her own blood fell in a perfect sphere – like a tear. Kaoru watched as it hit her nose. Another followed, splashing the first one.
Her head spun.
"Oh.." She moaned. Apparently her phobia of blood had returned with a vengeance. Kaoru fought for a few moments, before the blackness overtook her.
***
Misao heard her name. She twitched some, and then snapped her eyes open. She watched a third drop of blood hit Kaoru's nose – just after her form slumped.
"Kaoru!" She attempted.
Misao was quite angry.
She'd been fighting all well and dandy against some weaklings. She'd used up the last of her Kunai, and had been reaching for another weapon. And then BAM! Something hard had connected with the back of her head and the next thing she knew, she was hanging off of a ceiling.
Misao swung herself. After a while she had a huge arc. She managed to get her legs up and around the chain, and then she did a mid-air sit up. Examining her wrists, Misao discovered a weakness and hit exactly on it with her infamous karate chop.
After getting free of her bindings, Misao let herself fall. Getting up, she raced to Kaoru and struggled with her bonds for a while, before finally preforming a repeat of her own move.
"Poor Kaoru. Wake up now!"
***
Kaoru snapped her eyes open.
"Magic." She heard Misao mutter. She sat up.
"Thanks.." She whispered.
"Yep." Kaoru made a point not to look down at her wrists, and she rubbed the bit of blood off of her nose, too.
And, wonder upon wonder.. the door open.
Kaoru lifted her head, to see who it was.
Her gasp shattered the stillness.
***
Hajime Saitou stood, smirking at the girl's sitting on the ground, a cigarette in his mouth.
He'd been waiting for Misao to pull her trick.
"Hello, Kaoru." He offered, grinning more.
Misao looked confused. So she narrowed her eyes on Kaoru.
"How does he know your name?" Kaoru mumbled something. "What?"
"He and my father used to be close friends. And I was on his bowling team."
"Funny, isn't it? All of these old ties."
"Yes, it certaintly is, ne, Haijime?"
This time Kaoru screamed.
***
Yep, that was definatly Kaoru. Battousai took off in the direction of the scream, very worried. He ran like the wind, and streaked into a building. Breaking anything that got in his way – including people – he found the room.
Kaoru was staring at something. There were two doors, he was exactly at the point where he couldn't see.
He took two steps in. And growled.
"I killed you, Kamiya." He informed the man matter-of-factly.
Ignoring him, he went over to Kaoru, who sat on the floor sniffling.
"There now, Sparrow." He soothed. She winced away frm his embrace, but he pulled her up anyways and forced her to stand. Misao stood behind them, understanding that it was not her place.
"So, Saitou. Finally decided to come out of hiding, eh?"
Saitou snorted.
"Hide, from you? When my Gatotsu strike could bring you down with no effort? Of course not!" He mocked. "I wanted to give these two a fmily reunion, and I have a score to settle with Aoshi."
"I'm afraid that your reunion is cancelled and your revenge is, as well."
Of course Saitou had men ready to aid him.
Instantly, everything was chaos.
Kaoru was caught, and pulled away from Battousai as he fought. She heard Misao scream. She spun and saw her thrashing against Saitou. She was short, and without a weapon. Not a fair match.
Kaoru immediately leapt in head-first. She slugged him. Kaoru hit Saitou right in the face with a right-cross capable of dropping a rhino at thirty paces.
He dropped Misao as his knees buckled and he stumbled a few paces. Kaoru had gained a bit of weight, and her HEALTHY punch was a heck of a lot better than her weakling punches when she'd had leukemia.
A hand grabbed her arm and spun her. Hands locked on either side of her face.
"I missed you, Kaoru. You distracted Battousai enough that day that he didn't strike properly and almost missed." Kaoru's eyes glazed, and then cleared a completely different color.
"Let go of me, Kamiya." Akuma snarled. He backed away, startled. His Kaoru had NEVER spoken in such a manner. Not even as her different personalities. Being around the Battousai had made her forget her place.
"You don't sp-"
"OH yes I do. Think, for crying out loud. You REALLY think I have ANY respect left for you? You LIE to me, you beat me, and you try to drive me insane to get some inheritance that I would have GIVEN you had you asked!"
Koshijirou straightened.
"Don't take that tone with-"
"Aw, forget you." Akuma snarled, spinning. Saitou had Misao again. She stood in front of the wolf-like man for a moment, her 'father' trying to figure out what had changed so much about her.
"Let her go, whoever you are." Saitou blinked.
"KAORU!" Misao cried, happy that she had more help. Her arms being pinned to her sides were not helping matters at all.
"Akuma." She corrected. Saitou actually looked a bit creeped out. His grip loosened a fraction, and Misao leapt at the chance.
She twisted, and brought her leg into Saitou's back. The wolf-man fell, and Misao sprang away.
Akuma shifted back into Kaoru. Who at that exact second felt utter fear and worry coarsing through her.
For no reason.
Wait.
Soujiro.
***
The kid could not for the LIFE of him get out. He'd taken a sucker-punch about the end of the battle, and had woken up stuffed in this metal box.
He was clausterphobic. That did not help.
He twitched again.
And felt his world shifting.
Terror coursed through him as he felt his metal box shift up, and then a loud 'PPLOOSSHHH!' sound assaulted his ears.
Soujiro gulped.
Uh. Oh.
The box sank beneath the surface of the water.
"How much time does he have?"
"Three hours, at most. That oxygen tank will wear off." Proud of themselves, Soujiro's assailants left the scene of the crime.
Three hours and counting.
'Kaoru! Help!'
***
Kaoru shuddered. She knew something was wrong with Soujiro. Terribly wrong.
Battousai knew from her face that something was wrong. Shoving through the throng of people to Misao and Kaoru, he asked about it.
"Soujiro. I have a feeling that-" Battousai's cell rang.
"Hello?"
Pause.
"SOUJIRO!? What in the h*** are you doing there? Okay! Yes, I see, we're coming." Battousai called someone else.
"I need a NUMA team on our payroll, and a trace on the last call made to my cellphone."
Kaoru waited impatiently. Battousai, eyes still feral, saw her pale face.
"Soujiro is trapped underwater."
Suddenly, Kaoru realized that they were alone with Misao. During the cell-exercise, everyone had left. How odd.
She knew that wasn't the last they'd be seeing of them.
But for right then, she needed to be worried about her brother. And worry she did. Right into another personality.
**
A/N: I really couldn't make this any longer. I made up the 3 hour fact, no flames.
Sano: *Forks over the dollar*
Dove: *Cheers for herself* Eleven pages! YAY! *Collapses from exhaustion!*
Kenshin: Well, it wasn't to long. However, she put a lot of hours into it. So I think that's worth some reviews, ne? *Hauls her to her bed*
Sano:..yeah, I'll bet y'all can't hit 832 before she puts the next chapter up. You're at about 806 right now. *Smirks*
Dove: I have been putting this off.. all week..
Kenshin: Real devoted, 'eh?
Dove: My problem is that I kept FALLING ASLEEP every time I started writing it!
Kenshin:…
Sano: Oh, THAT shows how much you were intrested.
Dove: I really was! I just.. ah.. yeah. I was tired. Still am. I'm finally starting this att 11pm.
Kenshin: Lazy bum.
Dove: HOWEVER.. I do have to say THANK YOU! For all of the SPLENDID reviews! This chapter will be as long as I can make it!
Sano:..I'll bet you can't even make it ten pages.
Dove: WANNA MAKE A WAGER ON THAT?!
Sano: YEAH!
Dove: How much ya got?!
Sano: *Srounges aimlessly in him pockets for a minute, until he comes out with the dollar that he lifted from Dove's desk the week before* THIS!
Dove: I BET YOU THAT!
Sano: FINE!
Dove: FINE!
Sano: WELL, FINE!!
Dove: WELL FINER THAN FINE!
Both: *Head in opposite directions, Dove to her room and Sano out of the house* *SLAM!*
Soujiro: Sooo.. Kenshin..
Kenshin:..yeah?
Sano: *Whips out his Trig homework* Explain this again?
***IN DOVE'S ROOM!***
Dove: So.. what should I do?
Sungold: Borrow my scythe and cut him into tiny pieces?
Kiri: Sing the HAPPY song!!
Jayde: Kill him and make up.
Rue: Clean his room for him.
Akurei: Ignore him and start Dark.
Dove: Now you're talking!
***
Akurei: Hello. I'm Akurei Koroshiya. And I'll be your muse for this evening.
Dark
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kaoru arrived just as the simultanious attacks were fired.
What appeared to her to happen in almost five minutes actually happened in an instant.
Kenshin shifted his left leg, drew, and used and attack she'd never seen him use before.
At the same time, Shishio – whom she recognized from her reunion with her 'Father' – used his own strange attack. Kaoru was willing to SWEAR that his blade had grown blue flames. How odd.
She saw blood spraying. So much blood.. her head spun and she groaned weakly.
"What's wrong, doll?" Kamatari's voice was right behind her ear. Kaoru stared at him in confusion – unable to understand his happy face – and then she realized that Shishio had risen.
"KENSHIN!!" Kaoru screamed as the black-clad man smirked and kicked the corpse's side.
A long, thin, pale hand grabbed her from behind, clamping over her mouth roughly. A matching hand wrapped it's self around her waist.
"MMPPPGGH!" She argued. The strong scent of smoke filled her nostrils. Kaoru went on a sensory over-load. And screamed again.
Kaoru could smell blood and smoke. She could hear the screams of the injured and the moans of the dying. She could see a part of her assailent's hand, and Kenshin's body. She felt pure anger and an immense sadness.
Kaoru turned her eyes back to the blood-soaked corpse of her ex-kidnapped-turned-protector, and felt nothing at all.
The man holding Kaoru chuckled quite evilly, and dragged her unconcious form away from the fight.
Kidnapped again.
Darn.
***
Battousai fought for conciousness. Finally pulling himself out of the molassas, he tightened his fist around the hilt of his blade and slashed Shishio's leg.
The arrogant fool had sheathed his sword and was chatting amiably. Until he screamed and fell. A long – bloody – gash along his leg.
"I wasn't dead yet, FOOL." Battousai spat. Shishio snarled.
"You are now!" He reached for his sword, coming to his feet.
And then the arm fell limp, away from the sheathed blade. Battousai had also stood, blood seeping from his flesh wound. His sword was still held in the after-stroke that paralyzed Shishio's right arm.
"You ba*****!" Shishio growled. He drew, using his left arm, with no small amount of effort.
Blue flames once more danced along the edge of the blade. Shishio swung – petty well for not being left-handed.
Battousai deflected the bloe, but Shishio was quite skilled. He began to force the blade of her predecessor back.
And then, like most of the stupid bad-guys, Shishio began to talk. The universal mistake.
"Great job protecting your girl, Battousai."
Ignore. MUST ignore.
"She bled an awful lot. I'm surprised you managed to save the little bird."
Don't..care..
"Bet she's still crying over daddy's betrayal."
Anger..is..blinding..
"What about YOUR betrayal? Have you told her of the murder of her father by your hands?"
"That wasn't her father, Shishio, and you know it. That was one of YOUR men, trying to get you more money." Battousai snapped.
Shishio just laughed as they broke and lunged, ending back in their position.
"Well, I sure hope she TRUSTS you, letting me take her like that."
Battousai was so bent on not showing anger that his eyes took on a violet hue.
"To think that her skin was so soft." THAT was the LAST straw.
Battousai broke, violet fading, and charged. He ducked a swipe aimed to lay his stomach open, and seemed to dissapear.
"Save me a seat in h***, Shishio." Battousai growled, and Shishio looked up. Just in time to see the blade, business end flipped out.
The force behind his strike cleaved Shishio's skull. He jerekd his sword free once the man fell.
Shishio Maokoto was dead. It was over.
:::Heaven's Honorable Sword Flow,
Met it's match that night.
But care and honor could not loose,
And Battousai triumphed that night.:::
Battousai saw Kamatari and Yumi fretting over Shishio, one more expressivly than the other.
The cross-dresser looked up, his face sad but resolute.
"Your female friend was taken." Battousai's gaze sharpened.
"Come again!?"
"That black-haired, blue-eyed girl. She was kidnapped, by a tall man with dark hair." Battousai growled.
"Yeah, thanks Kam." Kamatari, undercover agent for Hiko. He was still sad that another life had been taken, but he didn't actually care for Shishio – at all. He'd only fought Kaoru and the OniWaban per Hiko's orders; when the battle began he had been ordered to come and restrain Yumi when Battousai won.
She knew where Shishio's main 'base' was – the one that Kaoru had been taken to was some sort of 'Summer home' for him. Useless to them.
Battousai left the battlefield without looking back, jerking a sheathed blades out of the ground to add to his arsenal – just in case. He was pissed.
***
Kaour felt cold. She forced her eyes open and immediately snapped them shut.
"M-Misao!" She murmured. Her friend was up next to her, hanging from the ceiling, wrists chained above her head. Kaoru's position mirrored hers.
Kaoru's arms and fingers were numb.
She wiggled some, hoping to find the chains loose. No such luck. But she did manage to acquire some feeling – mostly pain.
Her already raw wrists cut, and the blood flowed freely.
"MISAO!" Kaoru could touch the ground if she really stretched. "Misao, Wa-" A drop of her own blood fell in a perfect sphere – like a tear. Kaoru watched as it hit her nose. Another followed, splashing the first one.
Her head spun.
"Oh.." She moaned. Apparently her phobia of blood had returned with a vengeance. Kaoru fought for a few moments, before the blackness overtook her.
***
Misao heard her name. She twitched some, and then snapped her eyes open. She watched a third drop of blood hit Kaoru's nose – just after her form slumped.
"Kaoru!" She attempted.
Misao was quite angry.
She'd been fighting all well and dandy against some weaklings. She'd used up the last of her Kunai, and had been reaching for another weapon. And then BAM! Something hard had connected with the back of her head and the next thing she knew, she was hanging off of a ceiling.
Misao swung herself. After a while she had a huge arc. She managed to get her legs up and around the chain, and then she did a mid-air sit up. Examining her wrists, Misao discovered a weakness and hit exactly on it with her infamous karate chop.
After getting free of her bindings, Misao let herself fall. Getting up, she raced to Kaoru and struggled with her bonds for a while, before finally preforming a repeat of her own move.
"Poor Kaoru. Wake up now!"
***
Kaoru snapped her eyes open.
"Magic." She heard Misao mutter. She sat up.
"Thanks.." She whispered.
"Yep." Kaoru made a point not to look down at her wrists, and she rubbed the bit of blood off of her nose, too.
And, wonder upon wonder.. the door open.
Kaoru lifted her head, to see who it was.
Her gasp shattered the stillness.
***
Hajime Saitou stood, smirking at the girl's sitting on the ground, a cigarette in his mouth.
He'd been waiting for Misao to pull her trick.
"Hello, Kaoru." He offered, grinning more.
Misao looked confused. So she narrowed her eyes on Kaoru.
"How does he know your name?" Kaoru mumbled something. "What?"
"He and my father used to be close friends. And I was on his bowling team."
"Funny, isn't it? All of these old ties."
"Yes, it certaintly is, ne, Haijime?"
This time Kaoru screamed.
***
Yep, that was definatly Kaoru. Battousai took off in the direction of the scream, very worried. He ran like the wind, and streaked into a building. Breaking anything that got in his way – including people – he found the room.
Kaoru was staring at something. There were two doors, he was exactly at the point where he couldn't see.
He took two steps in. And growled.
"I killed you, Kamiya." He informed the man matter-of-factly.
Ignoring him, he went over to Kaoru, who sat on the floor sniffling.
"There now, Sparrow." He soothed. She winced away frm his embrace, but he pulled her up anyways and forced her to stand. Misao stood behind them, understanding that it was not her place.
"So, Saitou. Finally decided to come out of hiding, eh?"
Saitou snorted.
"Hide, from you? When my Gatotsu strike could bring you down with no effort? Of course not!" He mocked. "I wanted to give these two a fmily reunion, and I have a score to settle with Aoshi."
"I'm afraid that your reunion is cancelled and your revenge is, as well."
Of course Saitou had men ready to aid him.
Instantly, everything was chaos.
Kaoru was caught, and pulled away from Battousai as he fought. She heard Misao scream. She spun and saw her thrashing against Saitou. She was short, and without a weapon. Not a fair match.
Kaoru immediately leapt in head-first. She slugged him. Kaoru hit Saitou right in the face with a right-cross capable of dropping a rhino at thirty paces.
He dropped Misao as his knees buckled and he stumbled a few paces. Kaoru had gained a bit of weight, and her HEALTHY punch was a heck of a lot better than her weakling punches when she'd had leukemia.
A hand grabbed her arm and spun her. Hands locked on either side of her face.
"I missed you, Kaoru. You distracted Battousai enough that day that he didn't strike properly and almost missed." Kaoru's eyes glazed, and then cleared a completely different color.
"Let go of me, Kamiya." Akuma snarled. He backed away, startled. His Kaoru had NEVER spoken in such a manner. Not even as her different personalities. Being around the Battousai had made her forget her place.
"You don't sp-"
"OH yes I do. Think, for crying out loud. You REALLY think I have ANY respect left for you? You LIE to me, you beat me, and you try to drive me insane to get some inheritance that I would have GIVEN you had you asked!"
Koshijirou straightened.
"Don't take that tone with-"
"Aw, forget you." Akuma snarled, spinning. Saitou had Misao again. She stood in front of the wolf-like man for a moment, her 'father' trying to figure out what had changed so much about her.
"Let her go, whoever you are." Saitou blinked.
"KAORU!" Misao cried, happy that she had more help. Her arms being pinned to her sides were not helping matters at all.
"Akuma." She corrected. Saitou actually looked a bit creeped out. His grip loosened a fraction, and Misao leapt at the chance.
She twisted, and brought her leg into Saitou's back. The wolf-man fell, and Misao sprang away.
Akuma shifted back into Kaoru. Who at that exact second felt utter fear and worry coarsing through her.
For no reason.
Wait.
Soujiro.
***
The kid could not for the LIFE of him get out. He'd taken a sucker-punch about the end of the battle, and had woken up stuffed in this metal box.
He was clausterphobic. That did not help.
He twitched again.
And felt his world shifting.
Terror coursed through him as he felt his metal box shift up, and then a loud 'PPLOOSSHHH!' sound assaulted his ears.
Soujiro gulped.
Uh. Oh.
The box sank beneath the surface of the water.
"How much time does he have?"
"Three hours, at most. That oxygen tank will wear off." Proud of themselves, Soujiro's assailants left the scene of the crime.
Three hours and counting.
'Kaoru! Help!'
***
Kaoru shuddered. She knew something was wrong with Soujiro. Terribly wrong.
Battousai knew from her face that something was wrong. Shoving through the throng of people to Misao and Kaoru, he asked about it.
"Soujiro. I have a feeling that-" Battousai's cell rang.
"Hello?"
Pause.
"SOUJIRO!? What in the h*** are you doing there? Okay! Yes, I see, we're coming." Battousai called someone else.
"I need a NUMA team on our payroll, and a trace on the last call made to my cellphone."
Kaoru waited impatiently. Battousai, eyes still feral, saw her pale face.
"Soujiro is trapped underwater."
Suddenly, Kaoru realized that they were alone with Misao. During the cell-exercise, everyone had left. How odd.
She knew that wasn't the last they'd be seeing of them.
But for right then, she needed to be worried about her brother. And worry she did. Right into another personality.
**
A/N: I really couldn't make this any longer. I made up the 3 hour fact, no flames.
Sano: *Forks over the dollar*
Dove: *Cheers for herself* Eleven pages! YAY! *Collapses from exhaustion!*
Kenshin: Well, it wasn't to long. However, she put a lot of hours into it. So I think that's worth some reviews, ne? *Hauls her to her bed*
Sano:..yeah, I'll bet y'all can't hit 832 before she puts the next chapter up. You're at about 806 right now. *Smirks*