Signed Anonymous : Living Dead

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I

"Hello." A little girl was standing out in the front of the classroom. Her pink eyes tried to look out into the classroom of seniors, but they quickly focused back on the floor. "M-my name Botan Enma." She bowed her head. "It's nice to meet you."

Pink eyes opened. The Ferry Girl rolled over on the bed and felt around for her cell phone.

Her slender hands grabbed it, flipping it open and squinting at the screen. It was eight thirty. In the morning.

"Ugh..."

The ferry girl shivered and tugged the blankets around her. She massaged her temples and took deep breaths. The bones in her body cracked as she got up and shuffled on the carpet to the kitchen. She hissed when her toes hit the freezing tile.

Her eyes drifted to a note on the refrigerator.

Botan,

I'll buy you breakfast. Come to the diner at nine. It's the Stardust Diner.

Youko

The Ferry Girl blinked.

"That's in like... thirty minutes!"

II

"I can't wear this! It's stolen!"

Hiei rolled his eyes and yanked the sweatshirt over the Hacker's head.

"Hn."

They were in an alley. It was eight fifty in the morning. They had been up all night, running. Running away from the government. They had both seen enough movies to know that it was near impossible to succeed.

Kurama's stomach growled. Hiei's black eyebrows raised and he smirked. The Hacker chuckled.

"Sorry. I haven't had dinner or breakfast."

Hiei nodded and turned Kurama around. He began to braid his hair.

"This is the least I can do for now." He quickly finished the braid and pulled makeup out of a pocket on the inside of his jacket. Kurama had to turn around again and Hiei swabbed black eyeshadow on this fingers. "I haven't done this in ages."

Kurama's green eyes stared at Hiei's intensely focused face as his index finger pushed down under his eyes. Creating black rings. He then lightly applied the black around his cheeks, chin, and lips.

"You're giving me a five o'clock shadow?"

Hiei nodded, wiping off his hands.

"It makes anyone look about ten years older."

The Mercenary stepped back, looking at his work. He then turned and began to walk. Kurama followed him.

"What about you?" The Hacker struggled to keep up with Hiei's brisk pace. "They'll know who you are. That guy... Yusuke... he knows you."

Hiei's eyes landed on a shimmering sign in the morning sunlight. The Stardust Diner. He nodded his head towards the establishment.

"I've got nothing to worry about." His dark crimson eyes were cold and weathered. The eyes of a killer. "I could bring down CIA with the information I know." He pushed open the door, letting Kurama go ahead of him. "They need me."

They sat down at a booth. The chairs were a fake red leather. It squeaked whenever you moved. Hiei and Kurama picked up menus. The two companions were silent as they looked through the selections. Kurama's green eyes strayed from his menu... just for a moment... but it was enough.

He looked past Hiei and at the face in the next booth.

All the air in his lungs left in a whoosh. His heart stopped. His eyes watered.

There... sitting across from him... was his brother...

But that's impossible... he's dead...

III

Botan took the world's fastest shower. She quickly dried her hair and ran out into the cool morning air. She slipped on her bra and underwear, followed by tan khakis and a white tank top. She grimaced as she dragged a brush through her soaking hair and tied it up in a sloppy bun.

With a quick glance in the mirror, Botan was out the door.

She yawned as she quickly walked down the street. She checked her watch. It was just a little past nine. Crap. I'm late.

The Ferry Girl broke out into a jog. She almost hit the door as she pulled it open, chest heaving.

Her pink eyes relaxed when she saw Youko and Yomi sitting in a booth. She took a deep breath and walked casually over to their table.

"You're late." Youko smiled. Him and Yomi both stood, smiling. "It's good to see you again."

Botan gave him a warm hug, kissing his cheek.

"It's been too long, Youko. I was getting a bit bored at Lake George."

Yomi kissed her chastely on the lips.

"We know." He offered her a seat across the two of them. "We've missed the sound of your voice."

The Ferry Girl smiled. She sat down and so did the two older men. She drank the tea that was already ordered for her.

"So... what's this 'end of the world' plot that's going down? Why hasn't it hit the media yet?"

Youko's face darkened.

"The government doesn't want it to get out." The waitress brought toast, smiling at Youko and Yomi. "My brother was brought in last night... but now he's escaped."

Botan's eyebrows shot up.

"Kurama?" She tucked a stray blue lock behind her ear. "How did he escape from the CIA?"

The three associates leaned in, lowering their voices. Yomi frowned, his unseeing eyes angry and worried.

"We have a constant feed of the cameras and phones of all the CIA agents." He took a breath. "Judging from the Head of the CIA, some sort of mercenary got him out."

Botan tilted her head to the side.

"Mercenary? But the government does not deal with those sort of people."

Youko shook his head.

"That's what we thought. But this guy... he's important to them. The Head made it very clear not to arrest or even wound this guy. All he wants is my brother, and I'm not about to let that happen."

A bubble of warmth burst in Botan's chest. She loved how Youko still looked after his family, no matter how much distance had grown between them.

"Well, where is he now?"

They all sat back in their chairs.

"Actually, he's right behind you."

IV

Yusuke swore under his breath as he gazed helplessly around the streets of Washington.

"We need him." Mukuro and a small team of men panted behind him, having just run about six miles though the city, searching for the Hacker. "Christ! Where the fuck is he?"

Mukuro narrowed her eye.

"Maybe you'd like to tell us about this Hiei Jaganshi, Urameshi." Her eye was a hot coal. "He's a criminal. Yet we are not allowed to harm him." He wouldn't look her in the eye. "Why is he so important?"

The Head of the CIA's jaw clenched.

"I can not disclose that information." His brown eyes were aflame. "All you need to know is that he is a professional. He's a professional hit man, and he knows how to disappear."

Yusuke ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes squeezing shut.

"Fuck!"

V

Hiei saw Kurama quickly bow his head and hide his face. The Mercenary put down his menu, hissing through his teeth.

"Kurama, what are you doing?"

The Hacker sniffed, and Hiei froze when he saw the man wipe at his eyes.

"N-nothing." A waiter appeared. "It's nothing. I'm just being stupid."

The look on Kurama's face was not irrational or stupidity. It was a mixture of fear and grief. But it would have to wait. Hiei turned to the teenager.

"I'll have scrambled eggs with rye toast."

Kurama drank a slug of his water.

"Chicken caesar wrap."

The boy left. Hiei's trained eyes never left his best friend's face.

"Don't lie to me. I can tell." He drank his orange juice. "What just happened?"

Kurama had to bite down a hiccup.

"D-don't turn around... but..." He quickly drank more water when he felt the water rise to his eyes. "I... I... I see my brother... sitting in the booth behind you."

Hiei had to fight down the urge to shiver.

"That can't be true. You're brother had been dead for... six years..."

Kurama's chest was rising and falling quicker with each passing second.

"Then you tell me why he is drinking tea behind you!"

Hiei frowned. He knew about Kurama's brother dying. He hadn't known him, but he was almost certain that the Hacker did not hallucinate. When he had first met him, Hiei did a full background check on him. He hadn't even had anti-depressants during that time period.

If he's not irrational...

Hiei took out a small mirror. He placed it at the table and tilted it so he was looking behind him.

What he saw... he almost could not accept.

He saw the young man that was in all those pictures around Kurama's house. He saw him wearing the MIT college shirt. Smiling. The same long silver hair.

"No... this is impossible."

VI

Botan had to stop herself from turning around.

"Wait... and the shrimp that's with him is the–"

"Mercenary." Youko nodded. He cleared his throat. "But this isn't the most important news."

Plates stacked with pancakes arrived. Yomi continued Youko's thoughts as Botan licked her lips and began to cut the fluffy treats.

"The President of the United States is being held hostage."

It took a few seconds for the message to click. Botan's fork dropped.

"What?" She blinked rapidly. "That's impossible! There's no way that not a word leaked ou–"

"He's trapped inside the Oval Office at the White House." Youko said gravely. "The NSA and the CIA think it's us."

Botan had to stop herself from slamming her fists down on the table.

"Anonymous would never do that! Government is off limits!"

Yomi's face was dark.

"Someone... either one of ours gone rogue, or some other hot shot, is framing us." His head bowed. "They copied our style of videos, and that's all they need in order to think that it us Anonymous."

The Ferry Girl was beginning to panic. She tried to stop her breathing from becoming shallow and quick, but it wasn't working.

"H-how... w-we can't..."

Yomi gulped down his water.

"Calm down." His eyes were stormy. "If we panic, then we die." Botan nodded, holding her breath, her eyes glassy. "Do you remember the video we made?"

Botan's pink eyes flickered with a fearful fascination.

"The Broadcast?"

Youko nodded.

"We are going to run it, nationwide, tonight."

The Ferry Girl trembled.

"Oh God..." She lost her appetite. "What are we going to do?"

Yomi gazed out of the diner. The White House loomed in the distance.

"We're going to rescue the President."

Youko's voice lowered, causing Botan to get a chill up and down her spine.

"And we're going to catch the ones who did it." A cloud moved in front of the sun, making Washington D.C. fall into darkness. "We're going to make them pay."

VII

Koenma felt his stomach growl. His eyes were still red and his nose was stuffy. He had no idea what he had done to deserve this... no idea whatsoever.

"Please... God..."

The intercom flickered to life. He heard his wife.

"Who are you?" Koenma's head pricked up. "L-let me g-g-go!" He heard light pounds. Ayame was trying to get out of their bedroom. "Koenma! HELP ME! SOMEBODY HELP!"

Her voice died into sobs. Koenma writhed on the floor, tears streaming down his face. He was biting his knuckles to keep himself from hyperventilating. His eyes squeezed themselves shut as he shuddered.

"STOP IT!" He shouted to no one. He had no idea if They were listening. "Please... stop..."

VIII

Hiei and Kurama ate their food. They were both chewing when a woman walked into the diner. The first thing that made Hiei stare just a bit too long was her blue hair. But that wasn't it. It was the way she walked.

She held herself very straight. Her pink eyes passed over him before staring just a bit above him. He used the mirror to watch as the two men behind him stood. The blind man and Kurama's brother.

She kissed the brother on the cheek, and the blind man on the lips.

They all obviously knew each other very well.

"No..."

Hiei snapped the mirror shut. Kurama was staring at the woman too.

"What is it?"

Kurama stopped their waiter and asked for two more glasses of water. He closed his eyes.

"She's... I know her..." Hiei waited for him to continue. "Her name is... Botan Enma..." Tears actually fell. He quickly wiped them away with the back of his sleeve. The circles under his eyes were starting to run and smear away. "She... she was one of my brother's dearest friends..."

Hiei felt his world shift.

"What happened to her?"

Kurama's green eyes met the crimson pools of the Mercenary.

"She burned to death. She was only fifteen years old..."

She died with Kurama's brother...

Hiei put down his fork. He wasn't hungry anymore.

What are all these dead people doing here?

He threw some money down on the table. He grabbed Kurama's arm and pulled him out of the diner.

"We have to leave." They burst through the door. "We have to keep on moving..."

Hiei looked over his shoulder. Only once. To make sure that he wasn't going insane. When he did, his eyes locked with the woman's. She was turned, spine twisted, and was facing him. Her blue hair was starting to fall out of her bun.

Who are you?

They were both thinking the same thing. The clouds moved, and the sunlight poured through the windows. The color in her eyes exploded.

Who are you?

Time stood still. And all that existed was them.

Hiei Jaganshi felt his lungs shrinking. She was... there were no words... to describe the aura she gave off.

The clouds moved again, and darkness fell. The spell was broken. She turned, her back facing him. Hiei's legs began to move again.

The Mercenary and the Hacker jogged down the street, panting. Kurama could not stop the tears of the past. He leaned against the brick wall of an apartment complex.

"Oh God..." His eyes closed, black lines running down from them. "Christ..."

Hiei wanted to keep on moving. Before any of them came out of the diner. Especially the woman.

"Come on." Hiei pulled out a cloth from his jacket. "Clean up your face. We're leaving."

They were on the run. Again. Looking for a safe enough place to hide. Even if it was just for a night. They needed to stop moving.

But we can't. Every time a car honked, Kurama flinched. Whenever a helicopter flew overhead, Hiei moved under a building. Eyes are everywhere.

IX

"My brother is in danger. And so is his friend." Youko folded his hands in his lap as they watched Kurama leave. "I need you to make sure that nothing happens to them. We'll try and find these posers who are messing with the President before anything worse can happen."

Botan turned back around.

"I don't like the short one." She sipped her tea. "He was the one who shot at me."

Yomi frowned.

"That may be so, but he's probably important."

Youko looked at the ceiling in thought.

"You know... you should probably warn them tonight. Follow them. Use a mask, but not the Jester. I don't want you getting shot." He smiled humorlessly. "Tell Kurama that I'm looking over him."

Botan stood.

"Of course."

She bowed slightly, walking away. Yomi's eyes were moving in the direction of the sounds of her footsteps.

"She's still the eleven year old girl that I remember." The blind man sighed. "God I love her."

Youko smiled.

"So do I."

They finished breakfast, talking of plans to find the team of hackers that framed them.

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