Okay, so here is chapter four

Okay, this is going to be a bit short, but I have to work on two other stories today as well. But, this is going to be good. Hope you have a chance to read it.

Enjoy!!

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Chapter 2: Unexpected Turn

As I slowly opened my eyes to the bright morning, I felt a pounding in my head. But I knew I could get rid of it with more alcohol and a few aspirins. Weirdest dream I have ever had, I thought while I mad my way to the bathroom. I opened the medicine cabinet and got out three pills, then swallowed them dry mouth. I glanced to the guest room as I did every morning, but this morning the door was ajar. Walking to close the door, I noticed a figure on the bed. I looked more closely as I got farther in the room, and all I could think was: shit.

That hadn't been a dream. It was as real as my hand at the end of my arm. Because there on the bed, lied the same girl as in my dream. Red hair and see green eyes, and she was clutching a dagger. I smiled at her sleeping form, and went over to wake her up.

"Hey, Anamane. Wake up."

I gently shook her shoulder and she sat up, instantly alert. She hastily looked around the room, and then she spotted me, and her eyes softened.

"Oh, it's just you, Zero. I thought I was being attacked again."

I grimaced at her thinking, and then motioned for her to get up. As she did, I noticed that she had on a pair of my shorts and one of my smaller white t-shirts. She blushed as I kept gazing at her.

"Well, you had passed out before giving me anything, so I just went in your room and got what I thought would fit."

"Hmph, okay, that's fine. You know, I actually thought you said last night that you were being chased by the American police," I laughed, going to the kitchen to fix us breakfast.

She was quiet as she sat down at the kitchen table. I looked back to her. That had all been in the dream right? I mean, the police in America couldn't want her. How could she have gotten over here?

"Actually, that is true. They are looking for me over here as we speak."

"What!? Why?" I asked.

"Because. My grandfather's dagger was in a museum in America. I don't think he knew where it was when he died, but he wanted me to keep it, so I had to go and get it."

"Okay, I get that, but why are the police involved?"

"Because, the dagger is worth over a billion dollars."

I gaped at her. I could believe that. Damn, what other surprises did this girl hold?
I went to the refrigerator and got out three eggs, and five slices of bacon. As I finished cooking, Anamane sat and twiddled her thumbs, patiently waiting for me to get done with breakfast. As I put the food on the table, and poured her some orange juice, and got myself some jack and coke, she smiled up at me.

"You know, drinking the way you do, you will be dead before you're thirty."

"And?" I asked, taking a bite of my bacon.

"And? Isn't that enough to make you quite drinking?" I turned away from her.

"No. You don't know my pain, and could never understand it, so don't even try." I saw this took her aback, but I couldn't help it. I wasn't going to stop drinking for anyone or anything anytime soon. We ate the rest of our breakfast in silence, glancing at each other occasionally. Then, a knock at my door interrupted us. I got up, and noticed that Anamane had bolted from her seat and ran to the bathroom. Shrugging, I opened the door.

And who else to ruin my day stood at my door.

The police.

"Yes? Can I help you?"

Two officers turned to me, both wearing matching uniforms, with gold belts .

"We were told that there was a girl with red hair and green eyes was seen in this vicinity. Have you seen anyone matching that description?"

I looked like I was thinking, and shook my head. Really, I was praying. I didn't do that often, but when I did it was usually for someone else. Please, Kami, keep Anamane safe.

"No, sir. Can't say that I have, but I will keep a look out for you."

I turned and was about to search the door, when the officer's arm stopped me. He held a piece of paper in my face.

"Warrant, son. We are going to search the area." I sighed in agitation, and opened the door for the two of them. As they searched and found nothing, my heart rate went back to a steady pace. Apparently, and thankfully, Anamane had managed to get out of the house.

"Very well. We haven't found anything this time. But, we will be back," the officer warned.

"Like I care," I mumbled as I slammed the door behind them.

"Anamane?" I whispered just incase the cops had decided to sneak around. I went to the bathroom, but she wasn't there. I looked into the guest bedroom, and she was in the corner crying.

I rushed over to her. I held her as she cried, thinking if only I could help her. As her tears finally subsided, she looked to me and took a ragged breath.

"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you so upset?"

She pushed out of my arms, and stood. I stood in front of her, my back to the wall.

"Well," she said, coming a bit closer to me. Our noses were almost touching. "I really like you, Zero. I just want you to be aware of that before anything else happens."

I smiled. "I like you, too, Anamane. But-" I didn't finish because she had roughly laid her lips to mine. I stood there, shocked, and I couldn't kiss back. She pulled away from me within seconds.

"But, what do you mean before anything happens?" I asked, finishing my question.

She held up her dagger so that is shined in the sunlight streaming through the window. And then she did something I would have never expected.

She pressed it to my throat.

"Zero, you are going to have to come with me."

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A/N: Sorry it is a bit short, but I want to work on my other stories too. Don't forget to review!