Ewiituntmay: Right so this chapter is dedicated to i love athrun, Sakura 2, and Soren011. Sorry for the wait and please enjoy!

Diclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis or the characters, only plot and OCs.

Recap: "Maybe she's right. If she wanted to kill or hurt us she would have done so by now…and you've been letting out little hints hadn't you QuickSilver?"

~Chapter 5~

I looked at Inui, grateful for his data-gathering perceptions, "Yes…there were quite a few if you were watching carefully."

Inui proceeded to name about half of the things I had done that would have let them know I was an assassin, Fuji was the only one that would know the rest.

"What about being with Fuji…that was just to get closer to us…wasn't it?" I looked at the entire team, my eyes stopped and rested on Fuji.

"No. That wasn't a lie…but if you'd rather not acknowledge it I'll understand." I tried not to let my emotions show and it was only with the help of my assassin training that I even succeeded.

"I'm not sure what to believe about you…but I know that part was mostly true…and I already suspected that you were something way beyond any of our limited experiences. Although I didn't think you'd be an assassin." I let out a very, very small breath of relief. I had hoped that he would believe that the time with him had been real.

I sighed, a very small smile touching my lips, "So…what else do you want to know?"

"Will they really send other assassins after you…and if they do what will happen to us?" I looked at Oishi and was unsurprised by his more practical questions.

"Will you even be staying in Japan…here at Seishun…with us?" I looked at Ryoma and the few agreements to the question.

I looked around at all of them again, "They will send others after me… but I would never let them hurt any of you…you're…you were my friends for a short time at least to me, and I find that I'm very fond of you…all of you. So if anyone ever hurt you I would hunt them down…and I'll leave the rest for if that should ever happen. After all I'm pretty sure that you're already afraid of me enough as it is…" I looked down at the ground this time my assassin training failed me, "as for the staying here…do you want me to stay? Or would you rather I leave?" I didn't look up, instead I stared at the ground, waiting for their answer.

"Why are you asking us?"

"Yeah you're the assassin…we can't control you even if we wanted to."

I looked up at them, I tried not to let the hurt show, "Because if I stayed here…I'd be dragging you into my problems…even if we stopped hanging out…you'd still know they were here at sometime or another…due to scratches or broken bones possibly…or even my…disappearance." I shuddered slightly…for some reason I was actually letting my emotions free…or rather I didn't have the strength to hide them as I usually did.

I closed my eyes, it was getting hard to breathe. I opened my mouth, trying to circulate my breathing, my heart was starting to pound wildly. I swallowed, but it wouldn't go past the lump in my throat…I had no idea what the hell was going on with me. Then I heard a voice behind me.

"Poor little QuickSilver, a slave to her emotions." my eyes snapped open, I didn't turn to face the offending assassin, "We figured something would go wrong this time…after all no one's ever had to 'protect' someone twice." the male assassin indicated Ryoma with a small dagger. I took a deep breath and found that it went in and out easily this time, due to the threat to my friends.

"What the hell do you want?" I gritted my teeth, I wasn't in the mood for a fight right now.

"You insolent little bitch. You're letting your guard down! You should face your opponent."

"But using the term opponent implies that you have a chance at winning or surviving a fight against me. That would be a lie."

"You bitch! I'm going to tear that little throat out and feed it to you. How dare you even think of insulting me in such a manner-"

"Would you stop with the monologue already?" I looked at the team members in front of me and with an indifferent expression I asked, "What do you want me to do with him?"

They looked at me wide-eyed, they were taken aback by the simple question, however it was Fuji that answered, "Beat him…but don't kill him." I looked at him tilting my head, I nodded and turned to face the offender.

"It seems today your life is spared." I waited for him to make the first move.

"Bitch!" he came at me his dagger in a position to stab upward, into my heart. I took a deep breath, took three steps forward to meet him and began to fight.

I easily sidestepped the dagger, grabbing his wrist and twisting his arm forcing him to drop the dagger. I yanked his arm hard, causing it to pop out of the socket. His grunt of pain was cut off quickly.

He stepped away from me and held his arm, I stood and waited, motioning to his arm quietly. He glared at me, and quickly popped his arm back into the socket, another pained sound escaping between his lips. He took a few deep quick breaths, I was still waiting for him to continue.

"You know if you just come back to The Organization I'll patch things up. I'll tell them that Kimi was just jealous of you. And it will be like nothing ever happened." He rolled his arm a couple of times testing it.

I looked back at the team, then at him, "No. I don't think I will." I stared indifferently at him.

"Why not? Is working for them really so bad? You get paid a lot, you only take missions you want to take, you don't really have to kill people."

"But money doesn't make up for the other things I'm missing out on. Besides not everything in life revolves around money, although it does make it a bit easier."

"But was it really bad enough to leave it?" he wasn't really trying to convince me now, just seeing why I didn't want to.

"Maybe not then…but I have a reason now." I shrugged, "Even if that reason isn't solid."

He shrugged as well, "I just want you to know that this isn't personal. I'm just following orders. But I think if we'd ever met up before now, we could have been good friends."

"And allies? Don't worry I understand. Although calling me a bitch didn't sound like protocol."

"Sorry, just got a bit irritated. Haven't slept in a good eighty hours or so." I nodded and he came at me again.

I easily dodged and we fought hand to hand for a few more minutes, when we pulled apart again we were breathing heavily, he was breathing harder then me though.

"You're really good. Now I know why they call you QuickSilver, move so gracefully and yet deadly when you want to be. I'm not surprised that you're the best assassin yet."

"Why can't you just say you fought her and lost?" We both looked at Momo, I said nothing, I figured that he really wanted to test himself against me, and was secretly pleased that Momo seemed worried about me.

"It's really not about the orders I got…right now…I just wanna see who's a better fighter…although I feel like I'm losing the fight."

"Not without a struggle though…you're probably the best fighter I've had to face in a really long time…if you want to quit I don't blame you and I'd rather not continue, but I understand if you want to continue." He looked at me, thinking for a few seconds. I waited patiently, I really didn't mind if he wanted to continue, but I wouldn't think any less of him if he quit now.

"Perhaps…I should 'die' as well…I think I might like to live a normal life…tell me. Do you think it would be worth it?" I looked back at the team, they were looking back and forth.

I thought for a few seconds before answering, "if you don't mind all the trouble, I don't think there could be anything better… I think it is worth it if you're willing to try."

He nodded, looking down to think about what I'd said. I looked down as well, we were lost in our thoughts for a few seconds, "Do you regret…being an assassin?"

"No…I have accepted that." I looked up when he shifted, not in suspicion of an attack, more at the movement he'd made. He held his hand out to me.

"Perhaps…we could be friends?" I looked at his hand for a few minutes…then grabbed onto it. We shook hands and smiled somewhat relieved at the other.

"I'd like that."

"If you ever decide to fight against The Organization don't hesitate to call me…I'll help you in any way I can…or perhaps…you would…be my…master?" I looked at him wide-eyed. Being a master of another assassin was a huge deal… especially if they were asking you to be.

"Are you sure…you'd want that?" I looked at him, watching his reaction carefully, if he showed the slightest sign of hesitation I would deny his request.

"Yes. I wouldn't mind if it were you. After all you are QuickSilver. There is no assassin or any other person really that I'd want to be my master." He knelt in front of me, I looked down at him. He held out a green collar.

"I don't think that would a good idea." I looked away from him I found that I couldn't face any more disappointment, even from this assassin.

"Why not? I really want you to be-"

"I don't like the idea of having a servant…no matter how willing they are…but I would like a friend…and ally."

He stood slowly, thinking about it no doubt, "Perhaps…we could stick together then…would that be alright?" I looked at him, weighing the pros and cons, it would be good to have someone near if I needed help. Besides, he didn't seem like he'd be a bad housemate.

I nodded, "Okay…" I held my hand out to him and he took it, "You already know where to go…so I'll see you later."

He nodded eagerly, I figured that he was used to following orders, which was what The Organization was about after all, getting orders and following them to the letter. I watched as he walked off in the general direction of my house, next to Fuji's. He only turned back once to say, "I'm Yoichi, by the way."

I turned back to the others, I knew they hadn't really understood all of what just happened, and so was unsurprised when one of them asked me, "What was that all about?"

"Yeah…what was the whole master…thing? Can you do that too?"

I looked at them, sighing, they still hadn't answered my question…but I didn't point that out. I simply looked back at them, a small, slightly sad frown on my face, "Well, if you wanted me to stay…but wanted more control over me…I could become your slave." I held up my own collar, it was silver. I knew they wouldn't understand exactly what it had cost me to even think that much less say it, "You guys… well… this is all that I can do to prove myself to you. It has cost me so much more to say this simple thing, than anything else that I have ever done…an assassin does not give up their freedom lightly and for him to offer himself like that to me and for me to do this for you…for us it is the ultimate sacrifice…even sacrificing yourself for someone you love…could barely equal such a thing…for us there is nothing greater. I just want you to understand what it cost me to say this…to even think it…and to mean it."

I looked down at the ground, I couldn't face them when they made the decision…and when someone walked over to me, I could feel my reserve wavering. I had to fight the urge to close my hand tightly around my collar, as a soft hand gently picked it up and quietly wrapped it around my neck. I fought the urge to cry as I heard the latch click in finality. I fell to my knees on the ground, offering everything I was to my master. I wouldn't…couldn't hold anything back…even my tears as I sat up…I felt them running down my face, but I didn't make a sound.

"QuickSilver?! What have you done?! How could you?!" I didn't turn as the voice came a little closer. I recognized the voice, it was Kira, the only person…before the team that I had trusted, no matter how shaky that trust was…especially compared to my trust in the boys standing in front of me.

A/N: Right then, chapter 5 all done. Let me know what you thought, in a review or message. See ya next time! ^-^