Hey guys sorry for the delay ... i have to admit i had a really long gap .. but with school and everything i just kept putting it off ... don't worry my next chapter shouldn't take this long ...

and i must admit i was pretty lazy ...

an then there was my USB problems .. cause i wrote the chapter a week ago during my free period and i saved it directly on my usb .. and guess what i lost it ... well someone stole it actually but .. still .

anyway .. hope you guys like the chapter ...

and thanxs for the support guys ...

The first thing that murata thought when he woke up was where the hell am I

Where the hell am I? Murata thought as he tried to get up, but he couldn't he tried to open his eyes and move but found that his eyes were practically glued shut and something was binding him down to a hard surface.

"Hey Issi" a rough sound spoke uncertainly

"Yeah what?" A sweet beautiful innocent voice asked

"Is this really necessary?" The rough voiced boy asked

"Trust me it is" the angelic voice answered

"I think the … kid … is ummm …. Awake" the rough voiced boy stated

"Well then hold him down cause this is going to hurt like hell and he's

Going to try and move out of it and trust, me it hurts more the second time"

if murata had not been who he was , he would have thought he was in love , because this voice sent him into a trace , it was beautiful and sweet like the best tasting chocolate in the world , if murata was a selfish person he would steal this boy and never let another near him , if he was a possessive person he would have called this boy his and anyone who said other wise would get what's coming to them, if murata was anyone other than murata then well he would be all over this boy before thinking about the consequences or anything else for that matter and if murata was not who he was ( the great sage) he would have called what felt for this boy (well his voice) love but unfortunately this was murata , he was neither selfish or possessive (since his relationship with Shinou as daikenja he was pretty hopeless at good relation ships wonder why ??) and he was once the great sage so he didn't call this love , but murata being murata and not the great sage forgot one thing never lose concentration in an unknown area especially around strangers, he lay there unmoving just listening to the sweet voiced boy supposedly named Issi.

it was only after when his words really sunk in, that murata saw how much trouble he was in but It was too late he felt a hand on his chest and then a blistering pain shot through his veins and a stinging sensation on his arm, he tried to move, but someone or something was holding him tight, the last thing murata could remember before drifting off into unconsciousness was the cold hand still on his chest, the thing causing him pain.

When murata came around, he was in an unknown room but this time he was alone he tried to sit up but a blinding spasm of pain went through his body , causing murata to fall of the bed which he was currently laying on when he hit the ground his body screamed in pain , but he merely groaned not wanting to catch anybody's attention , especially since he was somewhere unknown but when he attempted to move again it hurt so bad that all he ended up doing was pushing more weight onto the left side of his body , and he couldn't help but gasp in pain .

Murata heard someone chuckle from the corner of the room he turned slightly to see a brown haired boy with stunning purple eyes watching him, murata would have stared back but the pain had over come him and he closed his eyes once more struggling to stay conscious, that's when he heard a sharp slapping noise .

"Why in shinou's name did you hit me?" Asked the brown haired boy who murata know confirmed as the rough voiced boy from before, this knowledge did nothing to comfort him.

"I wonder it couldn't have been the fact that this boy is injured and in a lot of pain and your just standing there laughing at him" the second boy said sarcastically

"Yeah yeah … why don't you help him oh compassionate one" the brown haired boy asked slightly annoyed

"Because incase you haven't noticed my hands are full, so now if your done arguing I'm sure that poor boy is in pain so could you be kind enough to lend him a hand ?" the second boy snapped menacingly

The brown haired boy shivered a bit and then walked over to murata and helped him back onto the bed, it was only after murata had felt the soft mattress under him that he noticed what happened he opened his eyes to see a pair of piercing violet eyes staring at him, murata practically jumped away as he felt a pair of cold hands on his chest, the brown haired boy scowled at murata before turning his attention to the boy behind him , who murata just barley got to glance at before a hand whacked him over the head .

"Why the hell did you do that for, he's hurt really badly" a distant voice yelled

"Well quite frankly I don't care, if he's hurt or not he's an ugly impudent

Soukou, and if I had my way I'd have killed …" but his rough voice was cut off

"Shut up and leave, come back when you've calmed down got it" the second boy's voice was dangerously low

There was a pause and then a smash and the distant sound of a slamming door,

"Are you ok?" A voice asked

Murata opened his eyes once again to find a boy with blue/ black hair, navy blue eyes, he looked about 17-18 years old but you can never tell around here, then the sudden realization of who this boy was , he was the sweet , beautiful voiced boy from before, the boy named Issi if murata remembered correctly placed a hand on murata's chest , this time murata didn't move he was shocked to find out that he trusted this boy , his hands were soft on his chest and murata closed his eyes.

"I'm guessing that the pain has gone away?"

"Well… you know I can't help you if you don't talk to me"

"This is getting me no where"

"Well I guess if I wasn't you to talk to me, you have to be able to trust me and the only way for that to happen is if you see that I'm no threat to you so … here goes nothing"

"… This is the part where you're supposed to tell me that even though you don't know me you trust me completely, because I'm such a good looking charming man"

"Well I guess not ... So I better start talking then"

"I'm a half , I'm turning 36 years old (roughly 18yrs in normal human standard), ummm … this feels really awkward having this one sided conversation , I'm breathtakingly handsome if I do say so myself , I love to read , I'm really out going as well, I'm a very peace loving person and by the way my name is Isamu Kiyoshi , but my friends/ friend calls my Issi"

"Well that was a waste of time, I guess the kid's really sleeping, and well I better find Masaru to make sure he doesn't blow anything up"

Isamu stands up to leave when he heard a small voice (yeah you guessed it I'm so god/ Shinou damn predictable)

" Did you know that Isamu means courage and bravery and Kiyoshi means pure , so I guess you're a brave, courageous and pure person , who I think I can trust" his voice barely over a whisper

Isamu turned around walked back to the bed and resumed his seat next to murata.

"My name is Naoto (nay ohh toe) Ryou (ro – you) Sora ( sore – raa like from the theme song lol soz guys I couldn't resist) , I'm a 15year old human, I I'm not very into reading , nor am I an out going person , I was on my way to see if there was actually someone who could teach me how to fight so we have nothing really in common , and by the way if I had friends they would call me Nao or something like that" murata attempted to smile.

Isamu looked at the boy before smiling himself

"well its nice to meet you Nao … and If you want when you get better I could teach you how to fight , sure I hate war , but you must know how to defend your self , and to protect the ones you love " he answered

"Why the hell did this happen to me?" murata asked quietly their was a hint of sadness in his voice

"Nao the thing you need to understand is that…" he paused, and then he noticed that murata's (nao's) breathing was slower, he must have drifted off to sleep he thought.

Isamu laid a hand on murata's cheek before getting up and whispering

"Don't waste a minute not being happy. If one window closes, run to the next window or break down a door because sometimes you have to trust fate because everything happens for a reason"

And with that final sentence he walked out the door closing it behind him.

"Fate is for those too weak to determine their own destiny"

Murata sighed,

"Shinou maybe I'm not strong enough any more"

Murata closed his eyes and drifted off into an uneasy sleep

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