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Chapter 4: Guessing right

"And when I turned around there was no one there," Enomoto finished, her hands were shaking, she clasped them together behind her back so the lieutenant wouldn't notice.

Awashima looked disappointed but Tatsuya knew that Awashima wasn't specifically disappointed in her.

"If that's all you may leave now," Awashima said.

With barely a "ma'am," as a farewell Tatsuya turned and ran all the way back to the hospital.

On the way there Tatsuya nearly smacked into a small redhead on a skateboard, and not just any small redhead on a skateboard, HOMRA's vanguard, Misaki Yata. The ex-Red Clan were the last thing on Enomoto's mind so, after barely avoiding the other woman with some quick footwork she simply yelled, "sorry! Excuse me!" And kept running.

"Where's the fire Blue?" She heard Misaki Yata wonder but soon Tatsuya was out of earshot. Puzzled and slightly concerned, nothing seemed to ever make those snooty Blues show emotion so what was up with this one? Yata hit a contact on her watch that she never thought she'd call again.

"Hey, Fushimi, I just passed some Blue chick running down the street looking like someone died, is everything alright?" She asked as soon as she heard him pick up the phone.

Wait, Yata stopped as a thought occurred to her, no one had actually died had they? Sure she hated the Blues, especially Fushimi, and that snooty boss with the glasses who had k...killed Mr. Mikoto, and Fushimi, and that stuck-up lieutenant who actually seemed to think she was good enough for a great man like Mr. Kusanagi, and Fushimi! And did she mention Fushimi?! But she didn't want anyone to actually die!

Even Fushimi.

She sighed as she admitted to herself something she would never, ever say out loud.

Especially Fushimi.

"I'm sorry, who's this?" Said the bored voice of her once long time companion, Yata let out a small growl of irritation which ended up sounding more like a squeal, as if he didn't know who it was! She took back what she'd thought about not wanting him to die!

"Who the fuck do you think it is you shitty monkey!" She yelled, heedless of the looks she was getting from random passer-bys on the street, what the hell did they know?!

On the side of the line Fushimi couldn't help but smile ever so slightly, if that wasn't identification enough he didn't know what was.

"Misaki, one of our members is being harassed by someone who we think is a Strain because we can't tell who's doing it or how and just now her close co-worker was stabbed. Not that it's any of your business."

Yata resisted the urge to growl again, if he thought it wasn't any of her business then why the fuck did he tell her what was happening?! Still, she felt kind of bad for that Scepter 4 girl with the glasses (it wasn't her fault Fushimi was a dick anyway) and the look on her face had been heart-wrenching.

It was rather similar to the look Yata had seen on Mr. Kusanagi's face when Mr. Mikoto and Miss Totsuka had died actually.

"Do... do you want my help finding out who did it?" Yata offered. The second the words were out of her mouth she wanted to kick herself for saying them. Was she serious?!

What the hell?!

But...

Like she'd thought earlier, she did feel bad for that Scepter 4 girl, that sort of emotion was unpleasant, Yata knew all too well, and she knew what it felt like to have the people around you slip through your fingers and be utterly unable to do anything about it.

And... She thought HOMRA would be a family forever, but families stuck together through thick and thin, and HOMRA had all but disbanded, virtually everyone was gone, she'd even heard Mr. Kusanagi mention leaving in the near future. Her family was dissolving. Maybe those bonds weren't as thick as Yata had always assumed they were.

Maybe if everyone helped each other then the world wouldn't be such a shit place.

The very next second the man who had truly hammered home to Yata that the world was indeed a shit hole dashed her hopes.

"No thank you Misaki, this is a Scepter 4 matter, we don't need any ex-clansmen of another king getting in our way," Fushimi sneered.

For a good five seconds Yata couldn't think of anything to say, she just stood there in the middle of the road staring at the device on her wrist and wondering when her judge of character had gone so horribly wrong that she could have ever loved this creature.

"Well fuck you then!" She yelled and hung up.

Enomoto wasn't running in the hospital but she turned the corner quickly, Goto was stretched over two seats, asleep, Hidaka was sitting next to him.

"Anything?" Enomoto asked her in a whisper, as to not wake their companion.

Hidaka shook her head, "he's fine, but still unconscious."

Enomoto collapsed against the wall, tears sprung unbidden to her eyes, Hidaka saw.

"Do you love him?" She asked quietly. "He loves you, you know."

"Yeah, I know, he said so just before..." her throat closed and she made a vague hand gesture towards the room Fuse was asleep in, not too far from the one Domyoji was staying in. "Before."

Hidaka grimaced sympathetically but Enomoto didn't see, she couldn't contain one of her tears and it slid down her cheek.

"I hate this," she whispered, "I hate being so useless," the tears welled up again but she pushed them back, they weren't serving any purpose.

"Yeah well tough luck," said Hidaka bluntly, but not harshly, Enomoto glanced at her as she pushed herself out of her chair and paced silently as she continued. "You think you're the only one who feels useless? We all feel like that. How do you think we all felt, how Fuse felt, when all those things were happening to you at the beginning? How do you think Akiyama felt when Domyoji got hurt even though he swore to himself he'd look out for her? We all feel useless!"

Enomoto opened her mouth but Hidaka got there first, "you think just because it's you this bastard is after you're the one who needs to be responsible for stopping them?! Get over yourself! If it was me he was after would you think it was my responsibility to catch him on my own?!"

"Never!" Said Tatsuya vehemently.

"So why do you think you have to handle this on your own?!" Tears sprung to Hidaka's eyes. "You know maybe if we worked together more often we'd get results more often! Instead of keeping everything to ourselves, we're supposed to be comrades! We share the joy of our victories! We should be able to share the pain of our defeats too! At the very least we could be there for each other!" Hidaka wasn't even trying to keep her voice down any more and on the chairs Goto stirred.

|Oh...

"Akira," said Enomoto as gently as she could, "we had no way of knowing what would happen to Kusahara.

There was nothing you could have done."

Hidaka dashed angrily at her eyes with her sleeve, "yeah but it feels like I should've done something. And that's just life," she continued, swallowing thickly and making her tone less high-pitched and more normal.

"That's how we all felt then and how we all feel now. But what's important isn't what we can't do, it's what we can." Hidaka's eyes glittered, "so stop feeling sorry for yourself and help us catch this guy! You know him!

You said so yourself!"

"I said I recognized his voice," Enomoto whispered, "but I can't remember where from."

Hidaka grabbed her shoulder, "then stop wasting your time here, go back to Scepter 4 and find out!"

She released Enomoto and plopped back down on the chair she had occupied earlier, "Goto will be here until

Fuse wakes up but if you need me, call me."

Enomoto touched her shoulder in thanks and walked quickly out of the hospital.

"So, I'm gonna be here until Fuse wakes up am I?" Asked Goto sleepily without sitting up, amused by how freely Hidaka spoke for him.

Absentmindedly Hidaka combed her fingers through his silken, longish hair, "won't you?"

"Of course I will."

Outside of the hospital Enomoto broke into a run again. Hidaka was right; she shouldn't waste her time sitting around feeling bad. She was going to find the asshole that had ruined her life over the last few weeks and make him sorry he'd ever touched her stuff or Hidaka's or Domyoji or Fuse.

And then, Tatsuya promised herself, after she had made this person or persons in question very sorry they had ever messed with Scepter 4 she was going to tell Fuse she liked him.

Sounded like a good plan to her.

What Enomoto certainly wasn't expecting was to run smack into Haru Kita for the second time in 12 hours after only having gone a few blocks.

"Haru!" She yelped as she instinctively threw up her hands and they collided with his chest.

Instead of looking shocked as people normally did when someone ran into them, Haru looked pleased.

"Hey Tatsuya! How was the hospital?" Haru asked in his usual bright tone.

"Ugh," Enomoto wrinkled her nose, "bad." She moved past him, "excuse me again Haru, I have work to do.

Nice seeing you again." She took off once more.

Haru waved cheerfully after her, "I have no idea what you're doing but good luck anyway!" He called to her.

Thanks, Enomoto thought but she didn't respond or look back.

She had a job to do.

Back in his office Saruhiko Fushimi frowned, even more so than usual, he'd been trying to recover the footage of when Enomoto's stuff had been taken, Hidaka's things had been wrecked and leading up to when the locker had exploded on Domyoji. Conveniently the video tapes before, during and after these incidents were all just filled with static. Even the ones that had been placed in Enomoto's room secretly when her things were disappearing, which was troubling the most. Someone who could infiltrate Scepter 4 without being detected and fuzz up their surveillance was one thing but someone who actually knew where all those hidden cameras were was a different problem entirely.

But anyway, Fushimi was trying to recover the video footage with the hopes that they could see who was doing all of this and how they were doing it.

And it looked like he had succeeded.

He stuck his head out the door, "where's Enomoto?" He asked Benzai, who was closest.

"Still at the hospital with Fuse, sir. Why?" She replied, looking concerned.

Fushimi clicked his tongue and withdrew his head without giving her an answer. Fine; he'd just use the facial recognition software, what a pain.

Tatsuya had just hit the doors of her work place when a thought occurred to her, wait a minute. How did Haru know I was at the hospital? She'd been two blocks away, there was no way he could have seen her leave it so...

And then the final missing piece of the puzzle clicked into place.

She remembered where she'd heard that voice at the park before, the one belonging to the guy who had attacked Fuse.

Cheerful but harsh with a slightly whispery, fuzzy edge that most voices didn't have. The voice bothered Enomoto not just because she knew she'd heard it before and knew who it belonged to but because some instinct was telling her it was so freaking obvious that she should have easily remembered quickly, but hadn't.

Well she remembered it now.

With a muttered, out of character, curse, she ran off again.

When she reached the door Tatsuya didn't even bother knocking. The door was locked and some changes had been made since the last time she was here but there was still a spare key under a nearby flower pot. She swiped it and unlocked the door.

"Ryuunosuke I want to talk to you," she called as she reached the kitchen.

There was a tight feeling in her chest, there often had been whenever she was in this house but the emotion she was feeling right now wasn't fear or apprehension like it used to be. It was anger.

Tatsuya was furious.

Because the voice she had heard when Fuse was stabbed was the way his voice sounded whenever he was in his intangible form.

A light flicked on in the hall behind the kitchen and slowly her ex-boyfriend wheeled himself into the kitchen.

"Why hello Tatsuya, it's been a while. Come on in, please," he teased, since she was already in the kitchen.

"I don't care why you did it -I can guess- but I do want to know how." She said, her voice clipped. "Last time I checked it wasn't all that easy for someone in a wheelchair to sneak into a building like Scepter 4 and ruin everything."

"Why darling I have no idea what you're talking about. I haven't done anything." Ryuunosuke said silkily.

Tatsuya's skin crawled; he'd always called her 'darling' when they were together. She ignored it and didn't tell him to stop calling her that. No way was she telling this man how disgusting he made her feel just by being in the same room as her.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," she continued, her voice lost its harsh edge but her emotions didn't. "My things were ruined as were my roommate's, my workplace was sabotaged," here her voice trembled with rage again, how dare this creature even go near a place as wholly good as Scepter 4?! "One of my co-workers was stabbed and he wasn't even the one who almost died!" She hissed, her hands balling into fists.

He inclined his head, "Haru said he ran into you earlier today and that you seemed troubled, my condolences to your companions, that's terrible. But honestly darling, I've been here all day. I was here all of last week. And haven't been anywhere near your institution in months."

"It is not an institution! And Haru-" Enomoto stopped as a light bulb went off in her head.

"Oh, so that's how you were doing it." She whispered.

"Doing what? Tatsuya darling I keep telling you, I haven't done a thing," Ryuunosuke was still using that bland, innocent tone that said he knew he wasn't convincing her one single bit and he wasn't even trying. But this time when he 'innocently' smiled at her Enomoto smiled back.

"No, I'm sorry, I was wrong," she said. "I believe you didn't really do these things. Actually, I know you didn't go near Scepter 4."

Tatsuya placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, "co-operate with me now and tell me where Haru is and maybe the Gold Clan will let you out in this lifetime for being an accomplice on no less than sixteen attacks on the territory of Blue King Reisi Munakata and an accessory to two attempted murders."
Ryuunosuke's eyes narrowed, "you can't prove anything."

"Not yet," Enomoto agreed, "but let's wait a while and-"

She broke off as Ryuunosuke's eyes flickered and a slight noise came from behind her.

Holding up her sword, still in its sheath Enomoto was just able to block Haru's pickaxe as it came swinging down towards her head.

She threw him off, hard, hard enough to send him tumbling to the ground, behind her Ryuunosuke sucked in a breath.

"That was stupid," Enomoto told the pair of them, "you should have made sure you killed or incapacitated me with that first hit. Now what are you going to do?" What she was going to do was make Haru sorry he'd ever violated her workplace and attacked her companions for his lying, sneaky, manipulative, cowardly weasel of a brother, no matter what powers either of them had. And then she was going to turn them over to the Gold Clan. The brothers would have a wonderful time explaining this to the Usagi.

She replaced the sheath at her hip, "Enomoto, ready for battle."

Fushimi clicked his tongue, "then where the hell is she?"

"I don't know sir, but we checked Haru Kita's address, he wasn't there and neither was she." Said Benzai who had accompanied him to the hospital.

Holding his shoulder Fuse moved until he could see the footage on the tablet that Fushimi had recovered.

Scenes of Haru Kita materializing through the power outlets and using his power to infect electronics and make Tatsuya's life a living hell stared back at him.

"I know where they both are," he muttered.

He bolted.

"Fuse!" Hidaka looked from a pissed-off Fushimi to her friend's retreating back and then ran, "wait for me!"

Tell me what you think guys. Hope you enjoyed.

The next chapter will be the last chapter and then I will be doing a story about Fujishima and fem!Eric from HOMRA.

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