A/N: Hey everyone! I'm sorry this has taken me so long to get posted. Once again I have been busy with school and music contests. Well I have sucessed to make this chapter even longer than any of the others.

Disclaimer: No matter how hard I wish I still do not own Kenji. I also do not own Tourniquet.

The First Date

'How am I going to explain this all to Melissa without giving away what I do? No matter what happens she can't find out. I have no idea how I'm supposed to keep this mission for how long Kodji wants me to all the plans that he has for where this is supposed to go are insane. How am I not supposed to get attached to the subject or the subjects family? I don't like this! This mission just isn't going to work! It's to long.' I thought as I got ready to meet Melissa in the diner. "What have I gotten myself into?" I asked myself. I grabbed my room key from the counter by the sink and walked out of my room. I turned to my right to go down the stairs. I felt my heartbeat start to speed up a little bit. 'What is this feeling? Am I nervous? I can't be! I've never been nervous about anything. What has gotten into me?' I got to the bottom of the stairs and started to turn right to go to the diner when I heard a door open and heard a familiar voice say, "Mom! Stop worrying about me okay. I'm not leaving the hotel. I'll be in the diner for a couple of hours. I just want a change of scenery. I'll be back later. Bye."

By this time I had ducked back behind the doorframe. When she walked by, I reached my hand out and grabbed hers and pulled her into me. She let out a squeak and then looked up at me. Recognition filled her eyes and she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me. "Shall I escort you to dinner?" I asked in my sweetest, most innocent voice.

"I suppose that would be alright." She answered in a breathy whisper. I grabbed her hand and we started to walk towards the diner. I could feel my heartbeat start to pick up again. 'Crap! I really need to get a grip. I will just tell her that it's best that we don't speak of it again. Yeah that should work! ' we walked into the diner and took a seat in a booth in the back. She sat down across from me and I immediately felt like puking. 'I'm so nervous! Okay. Calm down and say something.' "So what was your mom yelling at you for?"

"Oh, because I wanted to be 'alone' in a 'weird, dangerous, big city.' She was also worried that I was going to meet you again. I told her I wasn't, but look where I am and whom I'm talking to." She said with a slight blush on her cheeks. 'That makes her look even more beautiful.'

"Why doesn't she want you to see me?"

"Because you're a 'stranger' and I don't know you or what you might be after. I don't know why she would think you would want something." She said in an animated voice. I was starting to feel very uneasy. ' This conversation is getting in too deep. I better think of something to change the subject.' "Yeah. I don't know why she would think that." I looked to my left and saw that the waitress was coming. 'That was good timing.'

"Good evening. My name is Sarah. Can I start you off with something to drink?" she asked kindly.

"Yes. I would like a Mountain Dew please." Melissa asked kindly.

"I would like some green tea please." I answered smiling.

"Alright then. I'll be right back with that." She answered returning the smile. When she turned around and started to walk away. Melissa looked at me and commented, "I didn't know that you liked green tea."

"Yeah I have liked it my whole life. It was my mother's favorite drink. So I guess that's where I get it from." I replied. I'm sure that I probably had a far away look in my eyes when I brought up my mother.

"Oh. I take it that you are close to her?" She asked unknowing.

"Was. I was close to her. She passed away a few years back." I replied sadly.

"Oh! I'm so sorry Kenji. I didn't know. How did she die?" She asked with sympathy and concern.

"From leopercy. My father gave it to her. So they are both dead now." I replied a little bitterly when I came to the part about my father. 'I hope she didn't notice my tone.'

"Oh. I see. How have you survived these years without them?" She asked in a quiet voice.

"Well my father was never around so it wasn't too big a deal when he passed, but when my mom died . . . I cried for days. After that I moved in with my uncle Hiko. He has trained me in swordsmanship and . . . " 'Oh shit!!! I wasn't supposed to say that!'

"Wow! You know how to wield a sword? IN this day and age it's unheard of. Would you want to show me some time?" She asked excitedly. 'Wow she doesn't even think it's strange. Maybe I really will show her some time.'

"I'm not sure. I'll have to think about it." I answered in a joking voice. She reached over and slapped my arm playfully. The waitress came popping up to the table with our drinks.

"Are you ready to order?" she asked in a bright voice.

"Uh. Yeah. I would like a chicken chef salad please." I heard Melissa's soft reply.

"I'll take a cheeseburger with french fries please." I replied kindly. The waitress nodded her head and walked back toward the kitchen. I looked back at Melissa and realized that she was staring at something behind me. She had a look of curiosity in her eyes. I slowly turned my head to see what she was looking at. When I saw what, she was looking at, I was instantly pissed to see Tsuji, one of my colleagues. I stood up and stalked to the door and walked to Tsuji and asked in dark voice, "What the hell are you doing here? You could ruin my cover."

"Don't worry for all she knows I'm just someone you know. I'm here to give you this." He replied casually extending his hand out to me. I looked down and saw a black envelope. I grabbed it from his hand and asked, "When?"

"Tonight. Have it done by midnight and make sure there are no mistakes."

"When have I ever made a mistake?" I asked venomously. He didn't answer me he just shrugged his shoulders and walked off. 'I hate that guy. I wonder who it is.' I opened up the envelope and looked at the name inside. 'What?!?!?! They want me to take him out already? I thought they would wait another year before they had me take him out. Oh well. I better get back to Melissa.' The name in the envelope was Dominique Ramirez. He is the guy in charge of Melissa's dad's company's stock.

"Sorry about that. He is another one of my colleagues. He just had a message for me from my boss." I said as I sat back down across from her.

"It's okay. Oh look, here comes our food." She said excitedly. 'She always seem to be in a good mood. It's such a nice change from what I'm used to. I feel at peace right now. I wonder how she is able to keep a smile on her face and be so cool with me even though she doesn't know much about me.'

"Thank you. This looks wonderful!" I heard Melissa exclaim.

"Can I get you anything else?"

"No. I think this looks great." I heard her again 'wow. This is great! She is so amazing!'

"What are you thinking about?" I heard her ask in her beautiful, smooth voice.

"Uhh . . . Just some things . . . uhhh . . . honestly?"

"Yeah. Honestly."

"You." her jaw dropped and her eyes went wide. She looked at me like I was crazy for thinking that.

"Wha . . . Wha . . . Why?" she asked in a stunned voice.

"Well because, like I said before, your beautiful. On top of that your kind, caring, and sweet." I replied while looking into her eyes.

"Oh . . . Well uh . . . thank you." She said with a blush. "...So would you please tell me what you can about earlier." 'Oh great. Well I guess she was going to bring it up sooner or later.'

Well . . . The business I work for has many branches and is really important for Japan's economy. Right now we are in the middle of a business deal that should open up our business to the U.S. It is a very important project."

"Wow. I didn't realize that you were from Japan." She said in a shocked voice.

"Oh. Well I guess that it has just never come up yet. Where are you from?"

"From Lisco, NE, but your getting sidetracked. What does this have to do with that guy that came in your room earlier?"

"Well as you know, in any business, there is competition. Well apparently something went wrong when he went to talk to them."

"Why would they beat him though? And if they did, why wouldn't he go to the police?"

"This si the part that I really am not allowed to talk about. I want to tell you, but if I did I would ruin everything. At this point all information is private."

"Oh. This sucks. When are you going to be able to tell me?" she asked almost begging.

"Well . . . I'm not sure. I hope soon. I'm usually good at not wanting to tell people, but with you it's different. I want to be completely open with you, but right now I can't."

"I suppose I will live. I just really want to know . I'll wait for as long as I have to. " she replied with a confident smile.

"Thank you for understanding, and I'm sorry." I replied returning her smile with a sad smile.

"It's okay. Like I said, I will wait til you can tell me. Well how is your cheeseburger?" She asked. I looked down to realize that neither of us had really touched our food.

"Well as you can see, I really haven't eaten much." I answered with a chuckle.

"Oh . . . I suppose your right." She answered giggling. The rest of the dinner was spent in companionable silence. Five minutes later I looked up and saw the waitress approaching our table.

"Can I get you anything else?" She asked kindly.

"No, I think this will be all . Thank you." I replied. As she walked by, she dropped an envelope in my lap that said, 'Don't let the girl see this." ' That's strange.'

"What's wrong?" I heard Melissa ask. I looked up and just smiled and said, "Nothing. Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah. Okay I'll go sign the ticket and then I'll meet you by the door."

"No. I'll take care of it." I insisted.

"Are you sure?" She asked awkwardly.

"Yes of course. I'll meet you by the door okay?"

"Okay." She answered as she started walking towards the door.

'Wow I had no idea that he did that for a living. On top of that he's from Japan. My family has always teased me by saying that I was going to marry a Japanese guy.' I thought with a slight blush.

"What are you blushing about?" I heard a silky voice say from behind me.

"Uh . . . Nothing Kenji. Nothing at all." I lied with a smile.

"Okay. I don't believe you though, that I don't." 'He's using that weird thing at the end again. I wonder why he does that.'

"Well that's to bad," I said with a giggle, "because I'm not going to tell you." I looked at him with a look of mischief in my eyes.

"Oh really now?" he replied as he seemed to just appear in front of me with his arms wrapped around me. I began to blush again this time a darker red. "Are you getting flustered?"

"Na . . . na . . . NO! Why . . . would I . . . be flustered?" I asked in a shy voice.

"Oh I don't know maybe because I'm really close to you and I'm about to kiss you." He said mischievously as he brought his lips closer to mine.

"MELISSA KAY JOHNSON!!!!!! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!!" I heard my mom's voice boom out at me.

"I'm so sorry, but I have to go." I said in a hurried whisper. "Are you going to be busy later?"

"Probably not. Why?" he asked curiously.

"Because I'm going to try to come see you later."

"Okay. My door is always open." he said with a smile. I turned and ran towards my mom. She had a huge frown on her face. 'I'm in for it now.' She grabbed my wrist and started dragging me toward our room.

"So what the hell do you think you were doing with that boy? You were way to close to him." She said angrily.

"He is a friend of mine! You know what? You have no right to judge someone you have never met!" I replied through gritted teeth.

" How can he be your friend when you have just met? You are being very naive Melissa." She answered in an angry rush. She opened the door to our room and dragged me in behind her. I pulled my wrist out of her grip and angrily went to my bed and grabbed my ipod. My mom stalked over to me and ripped it out of my grip and yelled., "Don't you dare ignore me when I'm trying to talk to you!"

"Your not talking. Your yelling." I answered quietly.

"I am not!" She hollered back.

"Whatever." I replied cooly. I grabbed my ipod from my mom's hand and I started walking to the door.

"Where do you think your going?" she yelled.

"For a walk! By myself!" I yelled back.

"No your not!" I didn't answer I just stormed out the door. I headed to the stairs to go down to the pool area. 'I can't stand that women! Why does she have to be like that? I hate that women!' I walked into the pool area and sat down on a lounge chair. I put the headphones on and cranked up Evanescence's Tourniquet. I shut my eyes and started singing in my head:

'I tried to kill my pain . . . but only brought more . . . I lay dying . . . and I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal . . . I'm dying . . . Praying . . . Bleeding . . . and screaming . . . Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost?...My God, my tourniquet . . . return to me salvation . . . '

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw Kenji staring down at me with a worried expression. I took off my headphones and said, "I'm okay Kenji. I'm just a little pissed off right now."

"I see. Do you need some where to stay for awhile where your mom can't find you?" he asked curiously.

"I would really appreciate it." I replied with a smile. He grabbed my hand and started leading me to his room on the third floor. We walked up the stairs in silence. When we get to his door he hands me an extra key of his and says, "Go ahead and go in without me. I have some business that I have to attend to. Okay?"

"Yes that is fine, but how long will you be gone. I don't like staying by myself in a weird place for very long." I replied curiously.

"I shouldn't be more than an hour. I hope that it isn't to long for you to be by yourself in my room." he answered worriedly.

"No I should be just fine for an hour. Thank you so much for letting me stay here even though your not going to be here for awhile." I replied gratefully.

"I will be back soon. I promise." Kenji said with conviction. He came up to me and wrapped his arms around me. I melted into his warmth and well-toned body. He pulled away from me just enough to give me a quick passionate kiss. He then once again pulled me back into a hug and that's when I felt something hard hit my hip. I gently pulled away and looked down to see that he had his sword with him. "Kenji?"

"Yes Melissa?" he asked in a passionate voice.

"Why are you carrying your sword? Isn't it more of a sport today then a weapon?" I asked a little worried about why he would be carrying it.

"It is just an old custom for our company is all. Afer all, our ancestors came from a line of Samurai." He explained in a calm voice. "I must go now or else I will be late. I will be back soon."

"That's true. Okay. I will be waiting." I replied a little breathlessly. He slowly pulled away and turned and started to walk away from me to go down the stairs. 'I'll miss you.' I thought to myself. I then put the key into the lock and opened the door. I walked inside and looked around. 'This will be only the second time that I have been in his room.' I walked over to his bed that was now made and sat down on it. This whole room smelled like him.It smelled like a wood mixed with spice smell. It was very comforting. I laid down then and I felt myself relax and start to drift off. 'This is so nice. I can't . . . believe that he . . . is letting me . . . stay in here without him . . . ' That's when I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew I felt a hand on my shoulder shaking me awake. I started to open my eyes a little irritated that I had been woken up by Kenji, but when I looked up to yell at him I was looking into the face of a stranger.

A/N: Hehehe. I'm sorry I couldn't resist a cliffhanger. However, I have decided that until people start to review that I will assume that this story isn't worth my time and that I must not be that great a writer. If I don't get any reviews I will quite posting and delete this story. Now don't get me wrong I will finish the story I just won't be posting it online. Thank you and I hope that i get some reviews.