Like a Cloud in the Wind

by E.M. Megs

From the moment my hand shook his and I saw his fake smile, I knew I hated his bastard guts. And that would never change. He would put himself before me. What I didn't know, was that he would be the one who searched the hardest for me when I disappeared.

6. Futile & The Hole in the Ground

Like a Cloud in the Wind

By Meganes Ultimate Fangirl

Chapter 6 – Futile/The Hole in the Ground

– Kyoya –

I called the chief immediately, glancing at the coordinates and rattling them off to him before hanging up. I stood and took Koharu's hand, pulling her toward the door. "Where are we going?" she asked.

"To find Kaydence," I murmured. We were at the Malronda's, in Kaydence's room. Koharu had started staying there so we could easily meet either there or at my house without having to get a car to pick her up. We were going to be there when she was brought out of that cabin if it killed me. Even if we were only waiting outside in a car we'd be there.

We ran into Tate halfway down the stairs. He seemed to sense out urgency. "Find her?" he asked eagerly. I nodded once while Koharu glared at him. "Better hurry then!" And then he left. I thought he might want to come with us. But he just went back up to his room.

"He doesn't seem to care that his best friend is missing," Koharu raged quietly, being the one to pull me now. I called a car but thought better of it. A helicopter would be way faster, especially for the distance we were going to have to take it.

"The chopper will be faster," I muttered, recalling that car and getting the helicopter sent to the roof of the Malronda house. They had a landing pad on their roof, as did my own house. I turned around and pulled Koharu back up the stairs until we reached the roof.

"Kyoya?" she asked quietly as we waited. Her hair was dancing in the slight breeze. I couldn't help noticing how beautiful she looked like that. Thoughtful yet slightly wild at the same time. I looked at her questioningly. "Why're you doing this? Why are you looking for her?"

I knew that she was going to ask eventually. It just figured that it would be now, too. While we were waiting to be transported to the place where her cousin could very well be held at that very moment. I cleared my throat. "Several reasons," I murmured, "One, she's a friend. Two, it's partly my fault she's in this situation in the first place. Three, I promised your uncle I'd find his daughter and I intend to keep that promise." Her eyes were piercing me with this odd look. Like she didn't expect me to care much. "I'm going to find her, Koharu."

She nodded, looking thoughtful as we heard a chopper in the distance. "I trust that you will," she replied softly while I turned to glance at the helicopter, shielding my eyes from the sun with my hand. The closer it got, the more I wished I could give a better reassurance to Koharu that her cousin was going to be perfectly fine. By the time it landed, that wish had grown to a burning desire that needed to be fulfilled or it would consume everything that I was or would be.

I simply had to find Kaydence. To keep everyone happy, which in turn could very well bring great profits to me as well. I climbed into the chopper after helping Koharu up. She gave me a almost haughty look at my manners, reminding me once again that she was Kaydence's cousin, but accepted the help anyway. I also made sure that she was buckled in before I strapped myself to the seat as well, putting on a headset and handing a second to her. We could communicate that way and we were on a different channel than the pilot, though the pilot could still interject things if he needed to for safety reasons.

She stared out the window as we started to take off. I stared at her.

– Kaydence –

My first sleep in several days was interrupted by sharp kicks to the stomach. Painful, sharp kicks that felt like a knife was piercing through me. I felt my back hit the wall while a foot hit my ribcage and winced. I glared up at Arthur. The asshole. "Get up," he said coldly. He gave me a moment to do it myself before he impatiently grabbed my wrist and yanked me up. I winced again, biting my lip to keep from crying out. Alrod appeared in the doorway a moment later. "Bind her."

My arms were jerked behind me and tied hurriedly. Something told me they weren't taking me to the bathroom again. If they were then why the hell could they be tying my hands so hurriedly. Arthur looked slight flushed. My hands were screaming. The infected cuts were horribly sore and it didn't help that they weren't bandaged again. I was pulled down the hallway, straight past the bathroom.

We passed a room with the door half open. I glanced inside it as I was rushed past. It was littered and untidy. Two beds lined the walls and bits of food were scattered across the counters of a small kitchen area. Arthur glared at me and pushed my head so it would face forward. "Don't get curious, girl," he growled, "Where you're going there won't be anything to look at."

There was a staircase at the end of the hall which I was pushed up, falling and scrapping my knees on the rough edge of the stairs before being grabbed and pulled back to my feet. It was dark so I couldn't see anything very well while I stumbled up the stairs weakly.

There was nothing at the top of the stairs. Just the ceiling. But we just kept plunging on up. Arthur put his hand up and pushed, still moving. The ceiling just let up to his hand. A trapdoor. That was just great. So even if I had tried to escape I would have needed to know there was a trapdoor there.

They pushed me up. Arthur slammed the door behind him, locking it and covering it with a rug. I felt something fall out of my pocket when Alrod jerked me forward again. I looked back briefly and saw it was Kyoya's pen, right next to where the trapdoor was hidden. The roof of the damn building was half-rotted. There were stairs leading up to a loft. This was exactly the kind of place I would have loved to explore as a kid. Now, I didn't think that I would be doing much of anything like that after this experience. The white van was waiting for me outside once again and I groaned.

I was shoved into it as a needle was once again pulled out and a gun aimed at my head to keep me still. "Fucking hell," I muttered, rolling my eyes. I felt nauseous. Very, very nauseous. It was probably the hunger, but the sight of the needle full of anesthetic crap just made it worse. Arthur was laughing sadistically almost as he shoved the syringe up my arm. It made me feel even worse, if that was possible. So sick that I actually threw up. All that stale bread didn't settle very well when it mixed with the stupid anesthetic in my bloodstream. The door shut while I was retching.

"Bloody girl," Arthur growled as he slid into the drivers seat. Alrod slid solemnly into the passengers seat. "And now we're going to have to clean out the back."

I wiped my mouth on my shoulder and let myself fall sideways to the floor. I shivered, feeling like a worthless piece of shit. Kyoya must have gotten close. That's why I was being moved. I closed my eyes with that single thought in my head. He was close.

– Kyoya –

Koharu looked out the window, watching for the cabin. I watched her. She looked worried. Tremendously worried. And she was chewing her nails a little too. I frowned a bit. She shouldn't have to worry so much. She shouldn't have to be thrust into this worrying, rushed scene. I put a hand on her shoulder. She shook her head, biting her lip. "Don't worry. She'll be there," I murmured.

She just glanced at me before turning back to the window. "How do you know that, Kyoya?" she said softly. "How do you know that she'll be there?"

Truth was I didn't. I just had this gut feeling that she was in this cabin. If she wasn't in this one, where else would she be? I tried to come up with a reason as to why I would know but I couldn't lie to Koharu even if I had one. "I don't know," I replied, "I just have a feeling, Koharu."

She turned back to my briefly, staring into my eyes with doubt. "Feelings aren't always right. And I have a really bad one right now." She turned her gaze back to the window but I kept my eyes on her. She was close to Kaydence. I could tell she was. She wouldn't be so worried if she wasn't. She was merely her cousin but she was still close to her. "Look! There it is!" I looked over her shoulder. Sure enough, below us was the cabin surrounded by police cars. I got a sinking feeling in my stomach when I realized there was no white van among the vehicles. The helicopter started descending.

When it landed I took Koharu's hand and pulled her out with me. "Ohtori-sama!" an officer exclaimed. "The building's secure. Neither subject is present or the girl." I swore under my breath while Koharu closed her eyes. I squeezed the hand that I still had hold of. She shook her head. "There isn't any evidence that anyone has been here for years."

I let out of a low growl. "I'll be the judge of that," I muttered. There was no way that she hadn't been here. The satellite images had shown a white van that was now absent. Koharu's hand slipped out of mine as I strode up the rotting steps of the cabin. I looked around the place. Two words described it all. Rotting and dirty. A small kitchen area was to the left. I checked every single damn cabinet for any sign of food.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

I wanted to kick something but my self-control wouldn't let me. I wandered into the bunk rooms, looking for any sign that Kaydence had been here.

Nothing.

Now I was starting to lose my temper. I knew she had been here. I just knew it. "Kyoya, she wasn't here," Koharu's voice came from the doorway. "Just face it." She was leaning against the door frame, her eyes sad and staring at me with disdain.

"She was here. I can feel it," I replied with a soft, deadly voice.

"Feelings are wrong sometimes," she whispered, "You can't help it if it was wrong."

"She was here, dammit!" I broke out loudly, pounding on the door frame with my fist just inches from her head. I searched for evidence with my eyes frantically. I left the bunk room heading for the stairs to the loft that I had passed on the way through. Something caught my eye near the stairs. In a corner. I bent down and picked it up. "Koharu!" I yelled. "Koharu, she was here!"

I heard her sigh and come back out. "Kyoya, you can't keep saying that if you have no ev–," she broke off as she stared at what I was holding in my hand.

"She was here. This is my pen. This... This was in my jacket pocket. The very jacket she had with her when she was taken," I said. Koharu just stared blankly at the pen with her mouth open. "She was hidden in here somewhere, Koharu."

"Where? The rest of the stupid place is barren. There isn't any door or anything where you found the pen." That gave me an idea. And it was half-spurred by the idea I had earlier when I had found this place on the satellite images. There had to be a basement of some sort.

I started knocking on the walls and pushing against them. Koharu looked at me like I had gone insane. "There has to be a trapdoor or secret passage or something here. Anything that could lead to a basement," I grunted heavily. Her eyes shown with realization, glancing at the floor. I followed her gaze. There was a ragged rug on the floor. She beat me to leaning down and throwing it aside. A slender steel lock was hooked onto a metal latch. "I need a crowbar!" I shouted.

After several minutes of impatient foot-tapping, a crowbar was brought from God only knows where and handed to me. I shoved one end of it in the space above the lock and pushed down. It cracked open easily. I threw it open. She could still be here. It was a very slight chance but she could still be here. There was a long staircase leading down into gloom. I started descending. "S-Sir! That could be dangerous!" an officer stuttered behind me. I turned to glare at him.

"Give me your gun then," I retorted, holding out my hand. He stared at me like Koharu had when she had seen me start beating on walls. I stared back with complete seriousness shining in my eyes. Reluctantly, he handed me the pistol that was latched on his belt. I nodded at him and continued down.

Koharu followed me hesitantly, keeping close on my tail. I held the gun in front of me, careful not to put my finger on the trigger. I opened the first door I came to. It was a room with two lumpy beds and a small kitchen with food strewn across the counters. The trash was full of moldy cheese. Metal shelves lined the walls. They looked like they had left in a hurry.

I turned around and pulled Koharu back down the hall with my free hand, keeping the gun cocked in front of me with my other. The next room was a bathroom. A woman's bathroom. A towel was hanging on a rack by the shower. Other than that it looked like it hadn't been used at all. The dust on the floor showed obvious signs of Kaydence stumbling and at some point being dragged. The very end of the hall led to a storage room. I felt my heart sink. It was empty. No windows. A lock on the door. And on the floor were scraps of green fabric. I let go of Koharu's hand to pick one up and turn it over in my hands.

Blood.

There was blood on them. Dried blood. And something told me that it wasn't either of the assholes who had taken Kaydence. Koharu gasped and pushed her face into my shoulder, looking at the fabric. "It's from her dress," I murmured. "She was definitely here."

"She's hurt," Koharu choked. I nodded, feeling numb. Those bastards were going to pay when I found them. They were going to pay horridly. I curled my hand into a fist around the shred of fabric and closed my eyes. They weren't going to get away with this. And whoever hired them was going to pay even more.

Koharu dropped to her knees next to me, alarming me briefly. I almost thought that she had passed out, but a dry sob escaped from between her lips as I knelt down next to her. "Koharu?" I asked softly, allowing the slightest bit of concern to enter my voice. Her tears dropped to the floor. This alarmed me more. "What? Are you hurt?" I asked, more worry leaking into my voice.

She shook her head, chuckling a little. "No, no," she murmured, wiping her eyes. "It's just... The idea of Kaydence being hurt makes me feel guilty for not being the one to go through it." She shook her head while I looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Weird, right?"

I was the one to shake my head this time. "It isn't. I've felt the same ever since she called me the night she was kidnapped. But it isn't our fault, Koharu."

"It's not that I blame myself, Kyoya," she muttered, "It's that she's... she's one of my best friends. Always has been. Even when we lived across the world from each other..." she trailed off, tears coming to her eyes again. "Who the hell would treat her like this? Who would treat anyone like this?" I pulled her into my arms as she broke down again, trying to offer some sort of comfort to her. To console her. "Who would do this, Kyoya?" she sobbed into my shoulder.

I squeezed her lightly. "I don't know," I replied softly in her ear, "Arthur's completely demented according to his psychology report. Whoever their boss is must be even more demented. But they're going to pay. I promise you, they'll pay." She buried her face in my shoulder and continued to cry. I let her. It was better that she let out her emotions than keep them bottled up.

–

When Koharu had composed herself, I picked up the other shreds and stood, heading back for the stairs to the trapdoor. I was going to find those bastards and when I was going to get their boss's name out of them even if I had to torture them for it. And then, I was going to hunt down that person and kill them. Koharu held onto my arm, half-jogging to keep up.

The dirt road still had tire tracks from where the van had been parked. Somehow I managed to follow them all the way to the main road where the tell-tale trail of dust onto it showed that they had turned left, north. Toward Sendai.

I turned to Koharu. I knew she was thinking the same thing. "Someone warned them," we said at the same time.

– Kaydence –

We were still traveling when I woke up groggily. The van bumped uncomfortably and I couldn't find the strength to sit up and look at where we were going. So I laid there. Soon enough we came to a stop. The rolling door opened. Arthur stiffened when he saw me awake. "How long have you been up?" he growled.

"2 minutes," I muttered, unsure. It seemed like longer but it was probably better if I lied about that. He glared at me for a moment but eventually leaned in to grab my arm and jerk me out of the car. He took a cloth and tied it around my head, effectively blinding me. I couldn't believe this. They probably didn't want me to know how to escape. But seriously. I was so weak from malnutrition already that I could barely walk straight.

I was pulled roughly over some rocks, scrapping up myself even more in the process. I was shoved down a hole that I assumed was a cellar of some sort, seeing as I had to find my footing on a ladder while they lowered me down. It wasn't a long ladder and soon my feet touched the ground. I heard the Ass Duo descend and soon after my eyes were uncovered and the rope tying my hands together was cut.

I winced as Alrod once again cut through the flesh of my hand. He smirked and pushed me to the ground before following Arthur back up the ladder. I looked around the place. There was one dim light hanging from the ceiling. The walls and floor were made out of stone. I felt like I had been shoved into a hollowed out cave with a door. In a corner were a couple of loaves of bread and a huge jug of water. Another corner was a bucket that I assumed was for me to go to the bathroom in. They had even given me a pile of straw to sleep on this time. I knelt down and let myself fall down on the straw. It wasn't very comfortable but it was better than the cold stone floor.

After resting on the floor for a while, I climbed the ladder and pushed against the door weakly. It didn't budge even the tiniest bit. I lowered myself back down. An engine roared to life and I heard a car drive away. So they were leaving me here to die. That was just great. I wondered if anyone would hear me if I screamed. Probably not.

I opened my mouth and screamed anyway, turning my throat raw before I stopped. I wasn't getting out of here any time soon. If I was in a hole in the ground, no one was going to find me. I would die down here. I'd never felt so abandoned and hopeless in my life. I curled up in the straw and sobbed helplessly, hot angry tears falling down my cheeks.

– Kyoya –

"You're close to her aren't you?" I asked Koharu softly on the way home in a car. She nodded, staring out the window.

"I haven't seen her in years. But we were close when we were little and still talk on the phone occasionally," she murmured. She looked so pained. So sad.

"She'll be ok. She's strong," I said just as softly as before. "Koharu, she can take anything that they throw at her."

She turned to me and nodded. "I know, but I can't help worrying."

–

"Where... The hell is Kaydence?" Haruhi demanded once more. I sighed. I should tell them. It had, after all, been over two weeks. They had to know that something was up.

I looked over at Koharu. She looked away from me. "I don't know, Haruhi. She's missing." She stared at me, not seeming to comprehend.

"Are you being sarcastic?"

"Yes. Because I love being sarcastic about serious matters," I retorted blandly. Again, Haruhi stared at me. "Yes I'm serious. She's missing," I answered her look. "No, you can't help. No one else should be put in danger because of this entire ordeal."

"But Semp–!"

"No, Haruhi." She glared at me. I stared her down. I hated to do this but... "5,000 yen added to your debt."

She spluttered. "Why?!"

"Because. You were thinking about looking for Kaydence yourself. I won't have it, dammit. It's my responsibility and I won't have you messing around when I have it under control." She grumbled unhappily and stalked off. She and Koharu were hosting together in a matter of minutes. I watched them from afar. Koharu, like Haruhi, was a natural. I'd caught myself staring at her several times, as I did right now, and I had been thinking about her a lot lately. I'd only known her for two weeks and I already knew that I was attracted to her. It was logical though of course. She was intelligent, funny, and most certainly beautiful. It still kind of bugged me that I didn't know why she was hiding her true identity, but I brushed it aside like I normally did.

–

I reprimanded myself for the millionth time for getting distracted from Kaydence's case. It wasn't even that late. Being this distracted was unacceptable. I might be able to give myself a little bit of leniency due to how much I'd already done today but that wasn't a very stable excuse when talking to Kaydence's father or her kidnappers.

There I was. Getting distracted again. I shook my head as my phone started ringing. I picked it up off my bedside table. 5 – Koharu Yoshiiva, the screen read. What on earth could Koharu be wanting from me at 11 PM? A chill ran down my spine, remembering that I had thought the same thing when Kaydence had called the night she had been captured. I flipped open the phone and held it to my ear. "Hello?"

"Kyoya?" Koharu said, sounding slightly sick. Like she had swallowed something disgusting before calling me. But at least she was talking. That was a good thing. She hadn't been taken or something ridiculous. I expected to hear Haruhi in the background, seeing as she was staying the night there, but there was silence.

"Are you okay, Koharu?" I asked semi-quietly. I ran through a list of sicknesses she could have in my head, though there was probably no need to.

"Yes," she said, her voice a little stronger, "I need to tell you something." I rarely dated, but I'd had girls confess their feelings to me before. Normally, they started like that. If she was about to tell me she liked me, I might as well tell her the feeling was mutual.

"I'm all ears," I murmured.

I heard her inhale, taking a deep breath. I had to smirk at her nervousness. It was adorable. "I love you," she said at the same time I did. The other end of the line was silent for a moment. She was probably in shock. "W-What?" she asked confusedly.

"I said, I love you," I rumbled gently, slowly saying each word to get through to her shocked state. The words felt slightly foreign on my lips but I used them anyway. "And I believe you said the same."

"Y-Yes," she breathed. I felt the corners of my lips twitch upward a bit.

"I guess... That means we're dating now," I muttered, scratching the back of my head with my free hand. Again, the words sounded foreign but right. "And I have to go now, but I'll see you bright and early on Monday, alright?" Bright and early, my ass. I hated mornings. Though, now I actually had motivation to get out of bed on Monday, to please her.

"Bye Kyoya," she said softly, a smile creeping into her voice. Her end of the line went dead. It had probably been a dare from Haruhi. Her feelings were probably genuine though. I had to stop and think for a few moments. I'd known Koharu for a little over a week, almost two, and now she was my girlfriend. A little over two weeks ago, Kaydence had kissed me under the excuse of hormones.

Maybe that excuse hadn't been so flimsy after all, but I didn't really care.

– Kaydence –

"Kaydence!" someone yelled, "Kaydence!" It was dark. I spun in all directions, looking for the voice but I couldn't find the person calling me. But I recognized the voice. It was my brother. He was calling for me. He sounded desperate to find me.

"Pierce?" I screamed back. "I'm here! I'm down here! Pierce!"

"Kaydence! Where are you?!" It was more distant this time. Much farther away. Like he was moving away instead of getting closer. No. He couldn't be leaving. He couldn't be leaving me here to die. He just couldn't. He was my brother. Siblings didn't leave each other to die in a hole in the ground. No matter how close they were. They just didn't.

"PIERCE!" I shouted, turning my throat raw. "PIERCE! DON'T LEAVE! PLEASE PIERCE! PLEASE!"

"Kaydence!" His voice was just a whisper in the distance now.

"PIERCE!"

I jerked awake, screaming. My hair was plastered to my forehead with sweat. I tried to breath. Tried to think. I was abandoned. I felt even more abandoned than before. Even though it was just a dream. I sat up shakily and grabbed a package of bread from the corner. I was feverish, probably from not eating substantially. Even though it made me sick to my stomach to eat anything, I stuffed a few pieces of the bread in my mouth. I looked up at the ceiling. Little slivers of light were shining through the cracks in the door. It was obviously day. I must have slept through all of yesterday straight into the next day. Might even have been multiple days for all knew.

My stomach churned, threatening to make me upchuck the food I'd just eaten. I scrambled for the bucket. I tried to hold my hair back as I retched and choked, failing horribly. Dammit. I couldn't even hold anything down. How was I supposed to survive if I couldn't even hold any food down?

The hatch above opened suddenly. Light poured into the room carved out of the earth. "Where am I, you bloody bastards?" I yelled up. "Where the fuck am I?" Arthur's nimble figure dropped down from above, hardly even touching the ladder. He pointed his gun at my head. I glared back at it, not caring if they shot me through the head anymore.

"I'd watch your mouth if I were you," he spat. "I'm already god spitting furious from having to clean up your sick from the back of my blasted car."

"I bet it's not even your car," I said, my lip curling. He removed the safety.

"Do not test me, girl," he growled in a low voice. Reluctantly, he put the safety back on his pistol and shoved it back into its place on his belt. A cellphone slid out of his pocket as a newspaper dropped from above. He caught the paper mid-fall and shoved it at me. I stared at the date on it. How could four weeks have past already? Sure I had been stuck in here a long time, but I didn't think it had been quite that long. I stayed on the ground, unable to find the strength to get up. "Hold up the paper," Arthur commanded.

I did so, feeling the urge to puke up on his shoes. A flash from the camera-phone in his hands was all I got before the paper was ripped from my hands. He climbed the ladder again, snickering quietly and slamming the hatch behind him.

I was alone again.

– Kyoya –

A beeping noise from my cellphone alerted me of a new text message. I flipped open the phone and pushed the OK button to open the forwarded message. What it was chilled me to the bone. I stared at the picture I had been sent. "Kyoya?" Koharu asked softly, coming up behind me. I shut my phone quickly, turning to face her with my phone behind my back. I didn't want to worry her anymore than she already was. "What is it?"

"Nothing," I murmured after a moment's hesitation. She rose a skeptical eyebrow. Her eyes wandered to where by arms were hiding something behind my back. Faster than I had ever imagined her moving, she swooped around me and snatched my phone from my hand. "Koharu! Don't–!" It was too late. She was already staring at the picture with wide eyes.

"Oh my God," she whispered, bringing a hand to her mouth. I sighed and pulled her close to me. "Kyoya," she choked, "She... She looked half-dead." I nodded, closing my eyes and pushing my nose into her hair. I gently slipped my phone out of her hand, bringing it up behind her back so I could see the picture again over her shoulder.

It was Kaydence. Holding a newspaper with the date on it. But that wasn't what had scared Koharu. Kaydence literally looked sick. She was pale and slightly green in the face. Like she was starved and couldn't hold food down anymore. She looked fragile and weak. The message that accompanied the picture wasn't that good either. Malronda, send 8 million United States dollars to the account J4256C at Japan National by November 26th, or your daughter dies.

It was September 26th. In that time they could lie and kill her, she could be starved to death, or she could contract some deadly illness. I pulled away from Koharu and dragged out my computer, renewed with determination. I plugged my phone into the computer, trying to trace the source of the message. After a few moments it traced it from Tokyo to Iwaki to Kyoto all the way over to Hawaii back to Ogaki and to Osaka before finally coming back to Sendai.

The exact direction that the van had headed from the cabin. I took Koharu's hand as she sat down next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder. I tried to narrow in on the stupid signal, succeeding only after almost throwing the entire laptop across the room in frustration. It was in a general area near the coast. Just south of Sendai. I memorized the map quickly. Kaydence was there somewhere. Somewhere along that coast she was being hidden from us.

And Koharu and I were going to find her.

I looked up the owner of the bank account number, hacking the bank's computer system in the process. The person who owned it was someone by the name of Matte Hirostens. Could be an alias for either Alrod, Arthur, or their mysterious boss. I looked up the name. Nothing showed up at all. Not even a deceased old man. It wasn't a known alias for anyone either. So that was a dead end. But at least we had a general location for where she was.

I could search the entire area, but chances were that I wouldn't find her. These bastards were tricky. They would hide her somewhere that no one would easily look for her. We would never have even found where she had been at the stupid cabin if it hasn't been for the pen that had been right on top of the trapdoor.

So we'd have to wait for a clue. Or inspiration. Both were welcome. Both were needed.

–

A/N: Kudos to thearistocrat, KageNoNeko, Maximum Vampire, TwilightFever-FutureCullen, and Koharu Veddette!

The dialogue between Koharu and Kyoya during their little "confession session" as I like to call it, is from Koharu Veddette's story, Twisted Fate. We sort of teamed up to tie our stories into each others a little bit. Like it? (It's slightly corny but y'know... It's alright. Fanfiction doesn't have to be perfect!)

Might need to wait a while for the next chapter due to the fact that I have multiple doctor's appointments this week (and it's spring break too! Go figure!) Also slightly sleep deprived so I'll be sleeping as much as I can while I'm off of school.