A/N: Yay, another update! Woot! Yes, I am trying to keep updating every other Thursday and here's hoping I can keep it up! Thanks again for the support, enjoy and remember, I don't own a thing L Onto the story!
It had been a week since Ken had wandered back into Weiss' headquarters, berserk with anger and the threat of murder on the blades of his bugnuts. It had seemed as if nothing had happened since then, no one mentioned anything to Ken and he was returning to what seemed like the normal member they had always worked with. But deep inside, he knew something was wrong, and he knew Ran was keeping something from him. What that was, he wasn't entirely sure, but he knew it must be bad if they were keeping it from him.
For the past few days Ken had been going to the doctor's office once he had been cleared of any problems from the incident. He no longer had to sleep in the recovery room they kept in the back of the flower shop. The brunette laughed at the thought of having a recovery room in the back of a flower shop, but it had it's purpose. You try explaining the cuts and gunshot wounds to a doctor every week, how you got it, who's blood was on your clothes. They had found it useful to keep their secrets by keeping their own hospital at hand.
"Hey Ken," A voice came from behind him as he placed a vase of roses on the table.
"Yeah?" He turned to Omi as he wiped the soil off of his fingers.
"Today's your last exam at the doctor's right?"
"Yeah, I'm not sure why he wants to see me, after all I'm completely healed." Ken shook his head. "I guess he just wants to be safe about it."
"Did you need someone to go with you?" Yohji asked as he joined the conversation.
"Thanks, but I'll be fine. I'm just going to walk there. It's a nice night, I need to stretch my legs."
"Ok, if you're sure." Omi looked doubtful, obviously worried about his teammate.
Ken still couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. Everytime he wanted to go somewhere, any errand he had to run, those two kept asking to go with him. Most of the time he didn't mind, but tonight, he wanted to go alone. He just needed some time to think, away from the flower shop and away from the guys. Somewhere quiet.
Meanwhile, downstairs Ran sat at the computer, the glare of the screen casting an eerie glow across his troubled features. File after file he tried to find a reason why Ken had attacked him, tried to find a trace of who took him, but he kept coming up empty. For hours now he had been alone downstairs, blatantly avoiding the man who had attacked him. Ran tried to find some kind of clue that could make him understand what had happened that night, or the nights that followed, that had made Ken different. And he was different, Ran could tell. There was something in the younger man's eyes that the redhead didn't like, and he was going to find out sooner or later.
Suddenly something caught his eye. Moving the mouse over a file titled video feed, Ran clicked it to discover something he hoped would give him clues to what happened that night. As he sat, playing the video over and over again, Yohji moved back up the stairs, sighing inwardly. This definitely wasn't how the blond had pictured life to continue once they had found Ken. He only hoped that in time, things would be back to normal.
Finally Ken was getting the alone time he had desired for the last few days. The streets were pretty empty as he made his way to the doctor's office a few blocks away. The late evening's cool breeze whipped across the man's face as small puffs of air escaped his lips. It had taken a few minutes to reassure his teammates that he was fine walking alone down a street and that he would be back before they knew it. Besides, what else could the doctor do to examine him? He was completely healed now and didn't need his bandages changed or anything.
"What a pain," Ken whispered to himself. "Better to be safe than sorry, I guess."
Walking up the stairs, he pulled open the door and entered the building.
"Hello? Dr. Hitoshi?" Ken yelled out.
"I'm in here, Ken." Came the reply from an office down the hall.
"So what did you need to see me about tonight, doc? I've been seeing you almost every night for the last week. What's so important?" Ken asked leaning against the door frame.
"I wanted to show you the cat scan results from earlier this week."
"I told you I didn't have a concussion or anything." He replied.
"I might have found something, something not related to your injuries."
Ken came further into the office and stood next to Dr. Hitoshi as the older gentleman placed the images on the screen on the wall. Ken's heart almost seemed to stop as he noticed a tiny solid mass in the back of his neck. Suddenly, his world seemed as if it were trying to tear itself apart as his head started to spin, the room seeming to close in on itself.
"Ken? Ken, what's wrong?" A distant voice came spilling into his head. But before he could answer, another voice seemed to pound into his very existence.
"Kill…danger to you…he's nothing…you must take care of it…."
Grabbing his head, Ken fell to his knees. The agony and pain coursing through his brain, down his spine, even to his very fingertips.
"Ken, speak to me." The doctor's voice became suddenly clear as Ken felt his hand on his shoulder. But when Ken looked back up, the doctor knew something was wrong, something was very wrong. "Ken?"
The brunette said nothing as he stood up, grabbing a scalpel from the exam counter in the office. He took one step towards the doctor and the older man knew that he was in danger. As their doctor for the last few years, he knew he had no chance against a Weiss member when they were in top health, but a Weiss member who seemed like he was much more violent? He didn't even have a chance to yell out before Ken advanced on him.
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