A/N: Mostly a filler chapter. Or rather a chapter that overloads your brain with information. I feel like I've really abused Fai this time, one of these nights he'd going to come and kill me...he paid himself to do it, and no, it doesn't matter that he doesn't like killing anymore when it comes to killing me.

At any rate, read, review, enjoy.

"Fye? Is something wrong?"

Fye looked up from his plate to Kurogane. An instant smile came to his face and for the first time in about five minutes he lifted a fork full of food from his plate to his lips and took a bite. After a moment of silence, the man shook his head no and swallowed.

"Are you sure? If the food doesn't taste right you can always order something else. It is my turn to pay."

Fye's hand went back to stirring his fork and playing with the food on the plate in front of him, his eyes cast downward. "No. It's not the food. As always Kuro-chu has wonderful taste in restaurants."

"Then why aren't you eating?" Fye shook his head. "Fye!" Kurogane yelled the blond in a heated whisper. "I know you. You're an assassin, you like wine and champagne, you gave a grin that can put stars in the eyes of any woman, you love sweet things, particularly chocolate. I know all these things about you. I also know that I don't know everything. I want to know everything. I want to get inside your head, to know what makes you run. That means you have to give me more information than the food is okay. You told me that you were 'programmed' to not lie!"

Fye stared at the doctor for a minute with a slightly open mouth. Only when his fork slipped from his fingers and clattered against the table did he seem to come back to reality. "Kuro-myu, you're wonderful." That bedazzling smile came to Fye's face and it made Kurogane want to growl. "But you don't really want to get inside my head, you don't want to get inside my life that I don't already include you in. It would drive you away for sure."

"Idiot. The only thing I can think of that would possibly drive me away were if I were to find out that you were an assassin and I knew that from the beginning so no matter what you tell me, I'll be here for you!"

The smile brightened even more and Fye shook his head again. "Kuro-puppy is so simple minded. I'm much sure than just a simple assassin."

"Fye. What's wrong?"

Fye stayed quiet, seeming like he wasn't going to answer. Kurogane opened his mouth to scold the blond, but Fye's new words cut him off. "Do you know any other assassins? Or maybe just someone who does really odd jobs?"

The doctor blinked at the seemingly random question. "No. Why?"

Fye waved his hand as if it were nothing. "I just need a partner for my next job and I was hoping that there was something Kuro-wan knew and trusted..."

"I'll do it."

Fye flinched as if an anvil had been dropped on his head. "What?"

"Whatever it is that you need. I'll do it for you."

Fye gave a sour laugh, showing that he didn't believe Kurogane to be serious. "It's an extended job. And it requires traveling out of this fine city we live in. Plus, I'd have to give you a lot of information."

"Even better."

The blue-eyed man sighed, "But Kuro-chan, you're already a doctor."

"I don't care. I want this job." If he could work with Fye, he's get more information about him, which was what he wanted more than almost anything else in the world. "Come on, give me a good reason why you shouldn't hire me."

Fye bit his lip. Kurogane was perfectly able. He was stronger than Fye, after all the man could hold him down against his own tub. He could defend himself, almost being able to hold off a determined F.A.I. and then being able to knock him away with a simple object like a suitcase. Also he was a good actor, he had been able to trick Fye into thinking that he had been knocked out. There was only one reason Fye could think of for not hiring him. "Because I don't want my lover to be harmed."

"I don't want my lover to be harmed either, but you're going." For a moment Fye stared at him with eyes that asked how dare he play a card such as that, but after that moment the eyes closed and Kurogane knew he had won. "So, what are we doing?"

The assassin sighed again and placed his chin on the edge of the table, not looking to thrilled about his defeat, "I'll tell you the details when we get back to your house."

The clicking of the keyboard was heard throughout the room. Kurogane sat behind Fye, looking over his shoulder at the laptop screen. He was surprised at how computer literate Fye truly was, and this was not the only thing that had surprised him. In fact, almost everything Fye had showed him since they had gotten into the small guest room had surprised him. He hadn't had any idea to the fact that being an assassin was so complicated.

"This part is boring to watch. Here." Fye picked up a folder and passed it to the doctor. "Look through it. Memorize every picture."

"All right." Kurogane took the folder and began to look through it. A picture of a young teenager caught his eye. He held the picture up to Fye, comparing their features. The coloring was completely wrong, but it did look like they could be related. "Fye?"

"Hm?" From the laptop there came a beeping sound and Fye cursed. The tapping of the keyboard became louder and, if possible, more determined.

"Are you related to Kamui?"

"No." Fye said simply. "Kamui isn't related to anyone."

"His family is all dead?"

"No."

Kurogane raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't make sense."

"Of course it doesn't. You're from the outside. You were never inside. You never had to deal with the government, and powers like mine. Kamui doesn't have any relations because he wasn't born. He was made."

Kurogane's eyes widened and the picture slipped from his fingers. "What?"

"Kamui is an F.A.I. otherwise known as an Federal Artificial Intelligence. In fact he was not even given the name Kamui when he was made, he was given a number, 686. F.A.I. are almost all government created creatures used as experiments for assassinations, kidnapping, general dirty jobs, and lastly...powers that involve strange golden eyes." The typing stopped and Fye looked to Kurogane.

Kurogane's eyes got wide. When he had met Fye...he had possessed golden eyes and used strange powers. "You're..."

Fye nodded. "Indeed, I am a government experiment. I am an F.A.I. but I am not created, like all the others, but that is a different story. I'll only include myself in the story if need be." Fye picked up the picture of Kamui. "Yes. He looks like me, because he was created to be me. In a sense at any rate. He was made to be a hybrid, better, stronger, faster, more powerful. And in general, he was. However, a few months after he was made, the funding for the project stopped and all F.A.I. were released into the general public."

Fye set the picture down and picked up a folder that he had not let Kurogane touch. "About a week before we met, I was assigned to kill all the F.A.I. that were listed in this folder because they were becoming dangerous. I was not listed or put on a list to kill because somewhere...I'm a real person and I will probably just go to a normal life eventually. At least that is my guess at their logic."

Kurogane shook his head to keep his mind on the topic of other A.I.'s and not just Fye. "So we're going to kill Kamui?"

"Wrong. We're going to save him. Another F.A.I. who called himself Subaru paid me to save him. In my business the one who gives me the most money wins and Subaru gave me more money. So what we're doing is kidnapping Kamui and taking him elsewhere so he'll hopefully be safe."

"Why do you need a partner for that?"

"I am number 685. He is number 686. He is based off me. Put the pieces together Kuro-sama."

Kurogane thought on it for a long minute before it clicked. "You know each other too well, and you need an edge."

"Exactly."

"So where are we taking Kamui?"

"To Clow Reed and Ashura Flourite. They run a safe haven for lost teenagers, and trust me, Kamui is lost." The strokes of the keyboard could be heard again.

"What else do I need to know?"

"Beware of Kamui's touches, especially when his eyes are gold. He'll kill you in a second, but other than that, no. You don't need to know anything more than that."

"Then tell me."

The typing paused for a second. "About what?"

"You."

"You're my partner. I don't need to give you my personal story."

"I'm your lover, I will find out eventually."

"It's better if you didn't know."

"For who?"

Fye shut the laptop. "How much do you want to know?"

"Everything."

"No..." Fai set the laptop down on the mattress and crawled back to where Kurogane now sat. "I mean how much do you want to know. What is it worth to you? What would you be willing to do if I told you?"

"A lot. I'd do a lot to know. Because if I knew, I could help you."

Fye smiled brightly. "No. You couldn't, but you've proven once again that Kuro-koi is wonderful."

Kurogane reached out and ran his fingers through the blond locks of Fye's hair. "Tell me...Please, and you know how often I say that word."

"Will you still be gentle with me if I tell you? Will you still look at me with eyes that say you could possibly love me, will you not use me for lust? Will you stay? And not run?"

"Of course, why would you ask such things?!"

Fye just smiled and pushed Kurogane down into a lying position before he lay on top of him, resting his head against his chest. "Then I will tell you." Long fingers played with a button on Kurogane's shirt as he started. "When I first woke up I asked where I was. I had no idea where I was, who the people in front of me were. I had no idea what I looked like, who I was even. I had no idea of anything. My mind was like a empty canvas, there waiting to be filled with bright, colorful paints.

"They told me it didn't matter where I was. I said 'oh' and asked who I was. They said I was number 685. I asked if I had a name with letters, and they said no. They said that the answer was no because I was a worthless being, created only to be used, and thus I did not deserve a name with letters. Normally a person would feel anger or sadness at this, but I did not. At the time I was incapable of emotion.

"Other than that, it wasn't too bad at first. I was gifted. I was strong, fast, smart. They liked me. I was obedient. I could smile and fool the world into thinking I had emotions! To them I was the best thing before and since sliced bread."

Fye lifted his head and smiled. Kurogane on the other hand, frowned. That was horrible, to be told that you were worthless... "What happened?"

"It broke. After about two years I began to really feel emotions. I began to be...real. I began to want to be real. I didn't just do the jobs anymore, I went out, I talked to people. I learned, I learned things that some didn't want me to, but other things people loved that I learned. It made them use me in new ways."

"New ways?"

Fye nodded. "Remember back to when I woke up in my car and you were sitting on my knees?"

"Of course."

"I asked you if you were some kind of a rapist. You probably thought I was joking. Remember when you asked me if I was twenty-five and never kissed? I replied with I had never been kissed as nicely as you had. You probably didn't think anything of that either. I was serious." Fye waited for realization to come to Kurogane's face. "I learned about sex, I learned about attraction, I learned about life, and children, and love I learned and learned about these things and the people who had helped me, 'created' me, trained me, exploited this knowledge whenever they pleased."

Fye's fingers gripped tightly to Kurogane's shirt. "I hated it. I hated it and I hated them for making me hate it. I hated them for not letting me say no. I hated that I had no control. I hated that they used this to teach me new emotions I never wanted to feel. Hate, anger, sadness, hurt, pain, loneliness, want."

"Want?"

Fye nodded softly and smiled sadly. "Want for someone who would be nice to me. Want for someone who wouldn't just use me and then leave me. The want for someone like you." Fye sat up a little bit and leaned down to kiss Kurogane's lips. "At any rate, I started to hate the people around me, but I was still obedient. I thought I had no choice. After all, when I started to lie about emotions and other small things they just programmed me to not lie unless it was to a person on a job. They were as powerful as gods to me.

"Even with my emotions I was a success for them. I could still kill, I could take any kind of pain they threw at me. Because of what they had done to me my emotions were mostly negitive, hate and anger that I would hide under smiles and jokes. They liked this, because with hate and anger I disliked everyone around me and didn't care about who I was killing. I didn't care about the innocent that might be hurt, and the jokes and smiles could trick them all into thinking I was normal until the time was right." Fai placed his hands at Kurogane's face. "They had wanted a monster in human clothing, and they got it."

"You're not..." Fye kept on speaking, not letting Kurogane say what he wanted to.

"Then they made Kamui. Other F.A.I. were failing. Killing themselves usually. While I got emotions, I was pretty stable. Kamui and I were a test to see if they could take someone who had been living previously, and use that person to make artificial intelligences that would be just as loyal and not go insane as the artificial A.I."

Fye shrugged, "It worked...except Kamui wasn't loyal. He was supposed to be my partner, but he constantly ran away from me, he yelled at our superiors, yelled at me, screamed at me."

"Why?" Kurogane didn't understand. Why would Kamui scream at Fye?

"Because. I was there, and the reason he was there was because I was there first.

"We worked together, most jobs were okay, even if we didn't like each other were knew each other inside and out and could work in sync...when he was there.

"This didn't last terribly long. A few months after the appearance of Kamui the funding was cut off and the experiment deemed a failure. They were to let all the F.A.I. go. I had been happy when we learned that we would be released, but Kamui...woah. He...just went wild...I've never seen anyone so genuinely happy."

"So you were let out?"

"Yes. And I began to search for me. I knew I was born, not created, but I had no idea who I was. So I looked and looked all over the world until I found tapes, tapes that contained a person who looked like me. Tapes of Fye and his family. So I decided I was Fye. It was a name with letters. A name...I was no longer a horrid, worthless number. That was the happiest day of my life...until this morning."

"What happened this morning?"

"You told me you wanted me...for more than they did. You didn't just want to use me. It didn't sink in right away, in fact so many other memories prevented me from being happy until you were at work and I was here. I think it really sunk in after I found the cocoa puffs..."

"Ah, so you did find them."

Fye nodded. "After I discovered the name Fye I settled down in this city and searched for the rest of the tapes. I learned that there were about fifteen originally, but there was no guarantee that they were all out there. I found some, did assassin jobs, slept, ate, drank until I was told to kill the others like me. You know the rest of the story."

"So that's it?" Fye nodded. "Well, while I feel horrible now for making you say, I'm still not running away."

"I'm glad. You're everything I could have wanted and more, even back then."

"So what now?"

Fye sat up and went back to his laptop, opening it to go back to his typing. "I go back to work, you look through that folder and we forget this conversation."

"I have a better idea..."

"Yes?"

"Bed. It's late. Come on."

"But It's early for me!" Kurogane grabbed Fye around the waist and pulled the man along not letting Fye argue. He knew that must have been hard for him. To tell him all that, especially the part about what happened to him after he lost his ignorance. Kurogane fully intended to make it worth it for the blond, no matter what that meant he had to do.

Kurogane sat Fye down on his bed and surveyed the blond over for a minute before speaking. "Don't you have bed clothes?" Every time Kurogane had gone over to Fye's apartment and forced the blond to give up his pillow and go out with him, he had never been wearing anything remotely resembling pajamas.

Fye shook his head, "No. I sleep in what I'm wearing when I go to bed."

"Isn't that uncomfortable and stiff?"

"Not that I know of, should it be?"

Kurogane sighed and went into his drawers pulling out a clean pair of night clothes and tossed them at Fye. "Wear those."

"You think I can wear these? You're about twice my size Kuro-tan."

"It'll be more comfortable than sleeping in your day clothes. Especially your clothes, I sometimes wonder how you move in them, they seem to be so close-fitting on you..." Kurogane shook his head, "At any rate, you change, I'll be back." He saw Fye nod and he left, going into his bathroom and changing into his own bedclothes.

When the doctor came back into the room he looked at Fye and laughed. It was too damn cute. Sure enough, Kurogane's clothes were far too big for Fye and him wearing them made him look like a little kid who had decided to play dress-up in their parents closet while the babysitter talked on the phone.

Fye went bright red at Kurogane's laughs. "Shut up! You were the one who made me wear them!"

"You're too cute..." Kurogane walked over the bed, crawled past Fye and pulled back the covers. "Come now, sleep with me."

Fye sighed and laid down carefully as to not fall or trip over the excess cloth. "How am I supposed to sleep in this if I can barely move?"

"Just trust me." The blankets covered them and the light was turned off. For a long time Kurogane could feel Fye twisting and turning trying to get comfortable, but at last he was still and the doctor knew that he had fallen asleep. He hoped that the blond had good dreams.