A/N: This chapter was hard yet easy for me to write... I guess the really hard part was figuring out exactly where I was going to leave off this chapter, let me assure you, it wasn't where I did end up leaving it off.

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The sound of curtains opening, accompanied by a tired groan filled the room as light flooded in from the freshly uncovered windows. "Oh good. You're awake. I wanted to tell you something." Kurogane went to the side of the bed where Fye lay. A smirk decorated his face as his red eyes watched the blond, his arms pulling on his doctors coat.

Fye lifted up one hand in a very limp manner and placed it over his eyes. Another groan escaped his lips. "What?"

The man leaned down to Fye's ear and breathed out, "I never knew kittens could purr the way you did..."

Fye removed the hand from his face for a moment, revealing his eyes to now be wide open and his cheeks to be bright red. He jammed his eyes shut and replaced the hand over them after a moment. "Shut up! You were the one that gave me too much 'medicine!'"

"How cute! You're blushing! What? Did it not feel good?"

"Shut up!"

Kurogane laughed at Fye's childish replies and sat on the edge of the bed. "Well, at least I know the 'medicine' worked. You're pretty much back to your normal self Fye. And no, that wasn't really what I wanted to tell you, although it was true."

Fye sighed and moved his fingers so that one blue eye could look at Kurogane. "If you didn't want to embarrass me, then what did you want to tell me?"

"Get dressed, meet me downstairs. I have to work today, and you don't have clean clothes. I'm going to take you to your apartment, drop you off, but I want you to just get a few days worth of clothes and come back here."

Fye groaned again, that sounded like a lot of work. He hadn't gotten to bed until late, he had spent more energy than he normally did. It was not his ideal time to be awake. He really didn't feel like doing that much right now. "Why?"

"I want you to live here."

Fye sat straight up, and started to stutter, "W-w-what? You want me to l-live with you?"

"For a few days." Kurogane reached out and stroked Fye's face in a very gentle manner. "I may date a lot of people...not all at once, but I have dated quite a few people. However, I don't sleep with them unless I'm really serious about them, no matter how attractive they might be. I'm serious about you Fye. I want you. You're the best thing that's happened to me since I was in college. You might even be the best thing that has ever happened to me." Kurogane pulled Fye forward by a stand of his blond hair and kissed his lips. "I want you."

Fye's face went red again. He was...wanted? Fye didn't think of himself in such a high manner, but was he more than a tool to Kurogane, more than just a toy? Was it possible for him to be loved? The very thought of this made Fye feel warm, and happy inside, but still he felt embarrassed. Hesitantly he replied in a soft, tired, but pleased attitude. "I'm...honored to hear that. I...want you too."

A grin actually spread across Kurogane's face. "So will you live with me? For a few days? Just to see how it goes? If it doesn't go well you can go back to that apartment."

Fye nodded. "Only if I can bathe in that tub of yours."

Kurogane laughed as he stood to his feet. "Of course, in fact I insist that you do! Now," the doctor gestured toward the door. "I'm going to go get ready to go to work. You get dressed and then I'll take you to your apartment."

"And when I'm done there, I'll drive back here."

"Right. You can do whatever you want until I get home, then we'll have dinner, take a walk. Whatever you want."

"Okay."

The two men stood in silence staring at each other until Kurogane looked around the room and went to the door. "Okay. I'll see you downstairs in a few minutes."

The door closed and for a moment that seemed like forever Fye sat quietly. All the things that had happened in just the last few hours sinking into his head. Subaru, Kamui, Ashura, Clow. People he had met. People who died. People he needed to find. People he'd never met. All them affected his life.

His job entered his mind as well. He couldn't do it anymore. Not only were his powers dying, but his will was gone. He knew it'd been dying since the time that he couldn't kill the runner...no, perhaps it had been before even that. Perhaps it had started with Kurogane. After all, Fye had never erased his memory. Or perhaps it had started even before that. Subaru had affected his will the most. Even though it was only a few words exchanged, and a few minutes together, he had become too close to the man. Yet he had killed him.

No more. Fye couldn't do that anymore. It had made him so upset that he had been forced to rely on Kurogane to take him 'home' and to give him 'medicine.'

Fye chuckled at the memory of that 'medicine.' Kurogane hadn't been his first, far from it, but he had been the first to make him enjoy it. Before then, Fye hadn't known it was possible to get pleasure from it. He hadn't understood why people who loved each other could do that when it hurt so much...Now he understood. At least, he understood a little bit more. It didn't hurt so much if the other person actually cared about what happened to you after they used you. It was like kissing...a soft kiss from Kurogane was so much more enjoyable to him than the rough and forced kisses he had been used to.

A soft, velvet laugh escaped his lips. The laugh was cold, distant, and lonely. "Life outside is so different...you learn something new every day." At last Fye got up from the bed and dressed in a hurried manner. He looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair quickly, trying to get his hair to lay flat on his head. He gave up, stuck his tongue out at the mirror as if it was the mirror's fault that his hair was disobedient and ran out the door and down the stairs.

"Here I am Kuro-chan!" Fye's grin didn't reflect the attitude he'd been showing upstairs a minute beforehand. In fact he looked quite chipper. He looked like he was exploding with happiness, and this smile caused the man he ran up to to smile as well. "I'm ready to go!" The blond rocked back and forth on his heels until Kurogane placed a hand on his shoulder to make him stop.

"Stop that, you're making me dizzy. Come on, we've got just enough time to get you back to your place." Fye nodded and they walked on out to the little black car that Kurogane owned.

The ride to Fye's apartment was silent, but not uncomfortably so. Kurogane focused on driving while Fye focused on government centered things. The air around them was kept fresh, not stale, so that either one could have started a conversation at any time that they wanted to. They just never did. "Here you are."

"Thank you." Fye spared a grin as he unbuckled and clambered out of the car. "I'll see you tonight then?"

"Yeah, do you think you could come meet me at the hospital? Leave your car at home?"

Fye nodded, "Sure thing. A little exercise will be good for me."

"Any more exercise and you'll weigh less than nothing. Even though I know you can eat a ton of junk food. Your motabolism is too high for your own damn good."

Fye's crystal laugh filled the air for a moment. "Have a good day Kuro-puppy. Be good at work. Don't kill your patients with your withering stare."

"I won't...wait what?!" Fye's laugh just got louder as the blond shut the door and went onto the door of the apartment building. The young man climbed up and up the stairs until he got to the apartment door that read 337. He put the key in and turned it in the direction that would unlock it, but it wouldn't turn any further. The door was already unlocked.

Fye frowned and pulled his pistol from his back pocket. His eyes flashed from blue to gold as he whispered out the verbal command that turned his internal computers on. Gingerly, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. Nothing jumped out at him. There was no living thing in the entire apartment that he could see or sense. This was the only normal thing. The apartment was entirely destroyed. His clothes strewn all around the rooms, his folders and papers ripped and scattered. His lamps knocked off their tables and broken. Everything was on the floor. Nothing was in it's place.

Fye wondered who had done this. Two possible answers came to mind. One was that it was the F.A.I.'s. The other was that the was the government themselves. Fye went with the second option. The A.I. had no reason to trash his place. They knew that no one like them would be stupid to leave anything of signifigance anywhere that someone could find it. They also knew that it would be bad to just walk into the hands of someone who was on equal or superior ground to them. People in the government weren't so smart. I hopes of finding him and punishing him for disobeying them, it could be presumed that they would come here and do this.

Perhaps it was a good thing he was going to live with Kurogane for a few days...

Cautiously Fye went around the rooms of his apartment and packed away anything that he thought might be important. "Hey!" Fye hissed when he went to pack the expensive wine he'd bought. He had kept three bottles, but there were only two now. "No fair! I paid good money for that!" The blond sighed and stuffed the remaining bottles into his bag.

In total he packed: A weeks worth of clothes, two bottles of wine, the video tapes he'd collected, his assignment folders, and laptop, which he'd hidden under floorboards underneath his carpet. Fye himself changed into new, clean clothes and counted out the money in his wallet.

With all the money he'd gotten from Subaru he wouldn't need to visit the bank for a while... He put his wallet back in his pocket, grabbed his bag and car keys, and walked out of his apartment and out to his car. He checked the car over three times to make sure that there was no bomb or tracking devices and then got into it.

As he began to drive he found it too quiet in the car and turned on the radio. A soft song filled the car and he smiled, his lips parted so that he too could sing along softly with the song. He was unsure if he'd heard the song before or not. Fye was able to do this quite often, listen to the first few notes of a song and know the words to it. Or if the melody didn't have words, he could make them up himself. He was musically inclined, he could write, sing, compose, anything with music. Not that he often showed off this skill, in fact, most of the time he hid it. He'd been taught that it wasn't good to be creative.

The young man pulled into the driveway of Kurogane's home and got out, pulling his bag with him before heading inside. He set up his things in the guest room that he'd stayed in the first time Kurogane had brought him here.

A soft sigh escaped Fye's lips as he set up the laptop and sat back on the neatly made bed. A small jingle played as the computer lit up and turned on. He spent the next hour or so searching for maps to take him to where Ashura Flourite or Clow Reed lived. As it turned out, they lived in the same place. They apparently had their house open as a place of sanctuary to 'lost' teenagers.

That made sense. Number 686, or as Subaru had called him 'Kamui', was very much like Fye in many ways. The kind of eyes they had, the knowledge, their strength in powers, their silky locks. In fact they had told him that Kamui was modeled after Fye, to begin a line of new A.I.'s that would not become suicidal or homicidial, all based on Fye...but it had never happened. Even though he and Kamui looked alike in some ways, Kamui had the body of a teenager. That body being fourteen or fifteen the last time Fye had seen him.

Like Fye, Kamui had also developed a personality fairly quickly, the boy was even more rebellious than Fye himself. Taking him to a home for teenagers who have lost their way was a very good idea. He would fit in perfectly.

Fye picked up his folder of information and flipped through to the page that held Kamui's information. He chuckled. "My, you've grown up to be so pretty..." The blond's fingers traced over the lines on the picture. "Your features are even more delicate than mine...and they say you're based off of me..." The chuckle died down and Fye looked at the rest of the boy's information. "Oh well, that really helps me, 'shows up in random places at random times.' My god, what do they think I am? A fortune teller?"

The assassin sighed and set the first folder down and picked up Subaru's information folder. "That's better. Why is it that A.I. are more intelligent than the people who made them?" Unlike the government, Subaru had found a pattern to Kamui's movements. He had even told him where he lived on certain days. Subaru had indeed been worth that something when he died.

"'And if nothing else try the complex?' Do you explain what the complex is?" Fye flipped through the pages and pulled out one that spoke of a place where F.A.I. met if they were in trouble or if they wanted to plan or...well, whatever. Their gathering place. The complex. "Interesting..." Not that Fye would even go near this place, if most F.A.I. hated him as much as he got the impression that they did, he'd probably be dead if he got within a mile of this place.

The blond grabbed a pen and began to write down things at a fast pace. "All right so if I go to the Marshell Grociers on Monday and wait from 5 p.m. to 8 p.m. I should be able to..." Fye stopped writing as a heard his stomach complain at him. He hadn't eaten since dinner with Kurogane yesterday, so it made perfect sense why he was hungry. Nonetheless he looked down at his stomach and glared playfully at it. "I thought I told you to be quiet while I'm working."

His stomach complained at him again and he opened his mouth to speak more reproachful words at it, but stopped himself. "Now Fye...I don't think that's going to make it stop..." Fye sighed and packed up all this things, turned off his computer and placed it all carefully under his bed. He would have taken the time to pull up a couple floor-boards, but he didn't think his lover would approve.

His shoes lightly tapped against the stairs as he trotted down them and into the kitchen. It took about ten seconds of looking before Fye grabbed a brown box and laughed. "Kuro-chan is so silly..." He looked at the box of Cocoa Puffs and peeled off the little post-it note that said 'For Fye' on it.

Even though it was about noon, Fye poured a ton of the cereal into a bowl, drowned it in milk and ate it. In fact he ate two or three bowls full of it before he went to the sink and washed the dishes out.

After this Fye felt tired, sleepy, drowsy, whatever he was, he wanted to sleep again. He yawned as he walked up the stairs to the guest room and yawned again when he took his work out from under the bed. Fye had even been in mid-yawn when he realized that In order to carry out Subaru's orders, he'd have to leave home for several days. He would also need help. It wasn't his usual job. He wouldn't be killing someone, he'd be kidnapping and trying to keep Kamui still and quiet. How was he supposed to do that alone?

He couldn't.

"Damn." Fye ran his fingers through his hair and sighed loudly. This wouldn't be as easy as he originally thought it would be, and he had thought it was going to be extremely hard from the start! He would have to hire help. That wouldn't be hard. Things like this paid good money. The hard part was that if he had a partner he would have to get to know that person, he would have to earn that person's trust and he would have to trust that person in return. He would have to tell that person a lot of things that he never wanted to repeat again.

He didn't have time for that. If his guess was right, the government was already on his trail. They had already figured out that he was slipping out of their grasp. They would probably try to do lots of things to him, like they had trashed his apartment...they would probably freeze his various bank accounts soon as well.

Fye really didn't have time to hire someone and train them for trust and knowledge. He now wished that he had hired someone before now. He'd ask Kurogane if the doctor knew anyone who did odd jobs, and that he trusted. If Kurogane trusted the person then Fye was pretty sure that he could trust them too. It was something, he had to have to have something...

The blond sighed and set all his things back under the bed. What was he to do? Kamui was too feisty to catch and haul on his own. He hated to get Kurogane mixed up in his work yet again, but he couldn't think of anything else he could do.

Kurogane got off work at four-thirty and it took him a half hour to get the hospital now that he knew exactly how to get there. A glance at the clock told him that it was one o'clock. That gave him about three hours to sleep.

He sighed again and stretched his body out over the bed. His face snuggled to the pillow as he hugged the fluffy object to him and closed his eyes to let sleep wash over him.