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Note: Okay, this was my first fan fiction… I wrote it when I was thirteen or fourteen. I found the story in an old notebook at my parent's house. It being my first, it's very precious to me. So please read and review, critical comments are welcome as long as they are constructive and will help me fix anything that sucks :/. Thanks!

Chapter Two: Our Remorse

Kunimitsu fought the crippling wrenching in her chest as she stared at the doctor's home. She crept around the residence, making sure none of the Manji ninja were there. She made her way inside, everything was still the same as the first time she entered. She swallowed hard, staring at the operating tables. Her mind began to slip again…

My teenage years grew harder, as I matured, I developed strong feelings for Yoshimitsu. At night I would sneak in his room and crawl into blankets with him. He'd try his hardest to get me to go back to my own. He knew he was wasting his breath, I had the thickest skull of anyone he knew. I used the same excuse every time.

"I almost lost you six years ago, I won't let it happen ever again." I clung to him like I always did.

He practically turned into butter at that point "We're always going to be together. But please, Kunimitsu, go back to your room. You're much too old to be sharing a room with me anyway."

I frowned, it wasn't working very well anymore. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and kissed him. Though it was just for a second, I savored the sensation. His lips were soft and… heavenly, to me.

He pushed me away, shocked and slightly angry "What are you thinking?!"

I pouted "But, Yoshi…yuki… I love you. I want to be with you."

"Are you mad? I would never- You're just a child!"

I glared at him, "I'm not a child!" I ripped my shirt over my head, revealing the shapely figure of a young woman. "I'm nineteen years old now, Yuki. I've been able to bear children for six years."

He averted his eyes, not knowing what to do or say anymore "Kunimitsu," he began sternly.

The doors swung open, Kunimitsu snapped out of it. The doctor emerged, sporting a wheelchair. Kunimitsu knitted her eyebrows for a moment, he looked so sick and decrepit. She clenched her fists and wiped away any sign of regret for what she was about to do. It was time to put on her game face "Long time, no see, doctor."

He stopped his chair, not turning around. Kunimitsu assumed, since he was in a wheelchair, that his body couldn't move anymore "I knew this day would come."

She stepped in front of him and removed her mask "You're coming with us." And told him and unveiled a walkie-talkie "He's alone. Move in. Over and out."

Broskonovitch weakly smiled "Yoshimitsu would be very glad to see you're doing well. He won't say it, but I can see he thinks of you often. I'll have to tell him next time I see him."

Kunimitsu glared, sucking back the urge to break "If you live that long, old man."

A swat team swarmed in as she began to walk away. She exited out the balcony doors, grabbing hold of a dangling rope. The rope shrunk in length, toward a helicopter above. Kunimitsu lazily slouched in one of the seats, deeply sighing.

"Well done." Kazuya congratulated her.

Kunimitsu shrugged "I still don't understand why I needed me to do it. He was by himself, your team could've collected him without trouble."

He flashed a malevolent grin "We couldn't risk it, you're the only one who would be able to take on Yoshimitsu. My militants aren't skilled enough."

"Yoshimitsu trains all of his ninja, if they were all there then we'd all be fucked." She sneered. "Never the less. That's not your point. You were testing me to see if I was still loyal to the corporation."

"Very good. I should have know you'd see straight through the shenanigan."

Kunimitsu moaned out of anger and stared out the window 'I'm such a horrible person… I'm so sorry…'

"Stop telling what to do! I'm sick of it! For once do some that I want." I jumped to my feet, grabbing hold of his shirt.

"Why?" asked, not looking at me "Why do you want this so badly?"

I couldn't find my resolve, I knew I loved him, but why the feeling was so strong, I was at a loss. "I don't want it, I need it. I need you."

He closed his eyes and unwillingly wrapped his arms around me. It wasn't a real caress, it was more or less just plain lazy. But I didn't care, I just leaned into him more. There was no telling when his morals would kick back in –No, scratch that, I knew he had to want it too, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten so awkward about it.

"Kiss me?" I stroked his cheek, pulling his face towards mine with my index finger "Please?"

Manipulating him was so easy sometimes, occasionally I would start thinking of it more as a game than anything else. Then, suddenly, as if he could read my mind, he hesitated. "I can't believe I'm being controlled by a child. I'm horrible, how could I let this-"

I pulled myself up with my arms and pressed my lips against his. I braced myself when put his left hand on my shoulder, trying to force myself to get used to the icy feeling of his robotic arm. I brushed my tongue his lower lip, pleading for entrance into his mouth. None was granted "Yuki?"

He shook his head "I can't." his sapphire eyes stared at me in a complex way. I could sense that he wanted me as I did him, but there was something… else, that I couldn't quite piece together… I thought it might've been remorse. "When you first started living here, I understood that you would… grow up, and I thought I could coup with it. But, I didn't expect you to come on to me. And yes, I find you to be a very gorgeous woman, just saying that makes me feel like a dirty old lecher."

Well, at least I wasn't caught off guard; I already had a little something up my sleeve, uh, so to speak. "Why can't you just go with your gut feelings when I agree with them?" I purposely spurted a few tears to add to the drama. "How do you really think I feel about it? For years, I've looked up to you as a hero. Then, eventually I wanted you to be my hero. That maybe someday when I was old enough you'd sweep me off my feet and we'd find new happiness together. That's all I've ever wanted." I breathlessly whispered the last sentence. Go me!

Or not… I think I might've over done it, he looked like I drove my dagger straight through him "I didn't think…" he wiped my 'tears' from my face "…I thought you saw me as a brother. Recently, I haven't known what to think."

I rested my head on his shoulder "You don't have to."

I could feel him swallowing, probably trying to gather his resolve. I frowned, knowing this would be as far as it went tonight. I released a few tears of frustration, I hated losing. Here came the rejection. "Do you… really want this?"

After exiting the helicopter, Kunimitsu went to her room. Her horrendous job was done. She locked the door and lazily undressed.