Wow did I ever start this chapter later than I should have!

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Yes, it is rude to go into someone's house and attack them but it is also rude to have your asshole brother sneak into someone's workplace, harass her and her friends, almost kill Andy (ANDY!) and stab her almost boyfriend after he finally says the 'L' word. Don't you think?

And also to my wonderful reviewer Blade! Thank you so much for your wonderful review, again, yes; Fuse should not be running. I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations.

Well guys, this is the last chapter. It's been fun but, unfortunately for you, I'm not going anywhere as I have a ton of K fanfics to get done. *Laughs evilly*

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KIND OF IMPORTANT PLEASE READ: So, like I said, I have a lot of fics to get through and I am hoping to get up a chapter a day. Should I just write one at a time and have each fic finished in five days or should I write, say, three stories at a time and upload one chapter of one the first day, one chapter of the second the next day and one chapter of the third the day after that and so on?

You guys would then have to wait longer than a day for your cliffhangers but maybe it would be more entertaining that way, what do you think?

Well, this is it guys, hope you enjoy. I own nothing.

Chapter 5: Consequences

"Wait a minute, both brothers are Strains?" Goto asked from the back seat. "But being a Strain isn't genetic, what are the chances of that?"

"About ten million to one," Fushimi muttered from the front passenger's seat, "but it can happen." He clicked his tongue.

"Um," Benzai, who was driving, hesitated, not wanting to question orders, but when Fushimi's cold eyes with a look that said 'spit it out' swept to her she decided to say it.

"Aren't we overreacting slightly? I mean, Enomoto got there first and unless something unexpected happened to her she could probably handle them on her own. Fuse and Hidaka are also probably there already. The three of us aren't really necessary," she finished with a blush spreading across her cheeks at the 'just-what-do-you-think-you're-doing?!' look she could feel Goto drilling into the back of her head for questioning orders in front of Fushimi. It was fine when it was just them, but when a higher-up was around it was a whole different story entirely.

Which Benzai was actually aware of thank-you-very-much-Goto, she had been doing this for longer than him after all. But she did want an answer.

Fushimi clicked his tongue again but it lacked the usual, annoyed I'm-surrounded-by-idiots edge. "Maybe I just want to punch this bastard in the face myself," he muttered.

He didn't mean for Benzai to hear him but she did.

"Yeah," she said, equally as quietly, "me too."

They didn't speak again for the rest of the trip and if someone were to ask Fushimi if a subordinate had overheard the possibility of him maybe, possibly having a soul or Benzai if she had overheard the possibility of Fushimi maybe, possibly having a soul both would deny it to the day they died.

To his credit Haru quickly realized he was outmatched. He threw a punch at her and Tatsuya blocked it. He tried again and she knocked his hand aside and kicked him in the ribs. He grabbed the vase on the middle of the table and hurled it at Enomoto. At such a short range he couldn't miss and an ordinary person never would have had time to dodge.

But Tatsuya wasn't an ordinary person, she was a Blue Clansman, so she didn't even try to dodge, she just let the vase shatter against her blue sanctum.

Haru turned to run and before Enomoto could go after him Ryuunosuke grabbed her arm, preventing her from following. Tatsuya was much stronger than the Strain and quickly wrenched her arm free, almost pulling Ryuunosuke from his chair. But that split second hindrance was enough for Haru to make it to the door.

When he yanked it open Fuse punched him in the face.

"That's for Domyoji!" Hidaka yelled from the doorstep behind Fuse. Moving quickly into the room she bent down and yanked him to his feet, her blue sanctum swirling around her to make sure he didn't try any funny business.

When she cuffed Haru she slammed him into the wall to keep him still. Hard. When he winced she said, "and that is for my necklace, Fuse's shoulder and Enomoto. You bastard."

She dragged him off.

Tatsuya spared a moment to look at Fuse; he was leaning over, panting, one hand putting pressure on the junction between his arm and his shoulder where he had been stabbed, the other on his knee as he doubled over. His eyes were slightly glazed and there was a faint sheen of sweat on his face. Running here with a very new, exceedingly painful wound had cost him. Some clansmen, like Mr. Fushimi and Misaki Yata of HOMRA were powerful enough to shrug off things like a stab wound. But mostly regular clansmen like Enomoto and Fuse were only human.

But he was alright.

Well maybe not alright, but he would be.

Tatsuya smiled at him and he gave her a tight but genuine smile back.

Then she turned and now it was her hand that locked around Ryuunosuke's arm.

"You're under arrest."

Seconds after Hidaka had none-too-gently yanked Haru through the door Mr. Fushimi, Benzai and Goto arrived in the Scepter 4 van. The six of them didn't have to wait long for the Usagi to arrive.

The gold-masked clansmen did not look pleased when they did arrive. Of all the clans they were by far the strictest and most law-abiding (probably because they made the laws). And did not at all appreciate two Strains attacking the clan they, though they didn't necessarily get along with, worked with and tolerated the most.

An optimistic part of Enomoto believed that, as people behind those masks, the rabbits might be at least a little peeved that fellow soldiers in the fight for law and peace and all those other good things both sets of clansmen were 95% sure they were working for, had been attacked. However, the rest of Tatsuya was a little bit more sceptic as she was not entirely sure that there were real, thinking, feeling independent people under those rabbit masks not just machines.

But she was aware the vast majority of HOMRA thought the same thing about her and hers.

Each to their own, she supposed.

Yes the Usagi certainly didn't look happy as they arrived to take the Kita brothers into custody but their discontent was nothing compared to that of Ryuunosuke and Haru themselves. Especially when two more people arrived on the scene.

Enomoto, Fuse, Benzai, Goto, Hidaka and Fushimi who had all been pretty much just sitting around watching the Usagi leapt to their feet, Fuse with a wince.

"Captain!" Acknowledged the first five, Fushimi just nodded.

The Blue King smiled at her subordinates, "well, it looks like everything is well under control here, we weren't needed after all." She spoke to the Gold King, her companion but, her beautiful eyes were on her subordinates. Enomoto's heart swelled with pride and happiness, she'd follow this woman to Hell and back if Captain Munakata wanted her to and it meant a lot to her that she was proud of them. She could see from the expressions on Benzai, Goto, Fuse and Hidaka's faces that they all felt the same.

"Tch," was all Fushimi said.

The Gold King, after fixing the members of the Blue Clan with one of his regal stares for a second, moved off to join his own Clansmen. Briefly Tatsuya wondered why he was here but put the thought out of her mind. It was none of her business and he wasn't the King she followed anyway.

Munakata turned and began to walk away, like Awashima had done at the hospital Fushimi split off from the others to follow her.

Their conversation drifted back to Enomoto, "I admit, I was rather worried," the Blue King was saying. "The last time we had such a bad problem with strains young Mr. Kusahara was killed and it turned out to be a plot devised by the Green King."

Enomoto's gut lurched with worry, she hadn't even thought of that. This whole thing had the potential to be even worse than it actually was and she had never even realized the possibility. She needed to be more careful.

"But it appears my worries were in vain," the Blue King continued, "I came here to assess the situation but it appears my help was quite unnecessary."

"You were pretty useless," agreed Fushimi, had it been anyone else Enomoto would have had a heart-attack hearing them talk to the Captain like that but it was no secret that Mr. Fushimi had always been something of an exception to the rules. And that the Captain had a soft spot for him.

"Yes I was," agreed Munakata, she sounded extraordinarily pleased about that fact, something which Fushimi didn't hesitate to point out.

"I am happy about it," Munakata agreed, no surprise in her voice, "it pleases me greatly to know that this Clan can function so well in my absence."

The worried feeling in Tatsuya's stomach was back, was Captain Munakata expecting to be absent a lot? And what did she mean by 'absent'?

Fushimi may have been thinking along the same lines because when he turned around there was briefly a worried look on his face before it settled into its usual bored and irritated expression.

"All of you can leave now," he called back to the Blue Clansmen, "the Usagi can deal with it from here." He and Munakata walked off. They continued talking but Enomoto couldn't hear more than the murmur of their voices as they got further and further away.

The group disbanded, Goto and Hidaka headed back to Scepter 4, Benzai decided to go back to the hospital and visit her roommate who had probably been driven stark, raving mad from boredom and not knowing what was going on by now.

And Fuse and Enomoto found themselves wandering aimlessly down the street.

Fuse's hand brushed hers; Enomoto took his hand in hers, when he looked over at her she blushed, she tried to pull her hand away but Fuse intertwined his fingers with hers and squeezed.

"Is it over?" He asked.

"I think so," Enomoto replied, "I hope so."

They walked in silence for a second until Fuse asked, "did you hear what the Captain said about her being absent?"

"Yes," said Tatsuya.

"Did you get the feeling she meant she'll be absent willingly with a completely innocent reason?" He asked.

"No," said Tatsuya.

Fuse sighed and squeezed her hand gently again, "no. Neither did I."

"But it's not our business," said Enomoto, "let's trust in the Captain. Whether she's here or not there will be incidents. And Scepter 4 will deal with them."

"Yeah, you're right," Fuse agreed.

"I can be right occasionally, though you wouldn't know it if you'd been watching me the last few weeks," said Tatsuya.

Fuse squeezed her hand, "I was watching you the last few weeks. And you were right, you figured out who it was, even when you had no evidence to back up your theory it was Haru you listened to your instincts. Good job."

Enomoto shook her head dismissively and tossed her ponytail back as it had slipped down onto her shoulder.

"Well it wasn't like anyone else had a chance. I was the only one who has ever heard Ryuunosuke talk in his intangible form and I was the only one Haru talked to so only I could possibly realize who it was."

"You honestly don't think you did something good here?" Fuse queried, looking genuinely taken aback, "you're kind of a-"

"I am not a pessimist," Enomoto said, knowing full well what he was going to say, Hidaka said it every other week. "And no, I do think I did well here. I mean, we caught the guys, didn't we and I did play my part in that but," she exhaled slowly, "mostly I think we found them out of luck. It was only luck that Haru slipped up and said something to me and that made me suspicious and it was only luck that we have someone like Mr. Fushimi on our side who can do those sort of things with technology because the only other person who might have been able to get that footage back is-"

"You," Fuse finished unnecessarily.

"Yes, me. And I wasn't doing it was I? And I only just realized, it took me a good fifteen minutes to notice Haru had said something that didn't make sense. Honestly I was just lucky I remembered, there was a huge possibility that I'd never remember and never realize that Haru was in on it. Seriously, until I was actually talking to Ryuunosuke I didn't really think it was actually Haru who was doing all this, I just knew he was involved. Heck, Domyoji only survived because, by random chance, she is the member of the elite squad with the best reflexes, and even then she only just made it. Anyone else would have been killed!"

"Well I think the only thing you did wrong was running in there alone," said Fuse. "For the most part your thoughts and actions were dead-on."

"Oh I'm the one who ran in without thinking?!" Demanded Enomoto, a playful smile twisting her lips, "I'm not the one who bolted there from the hospital with a stab wound in my shoulder."

"W...well if you hadn't run off alone I wouldn't have had to," stammered Fuse, turning red.

"Would you have anyway?" Asked Enomoto.

"Yes," Fuse admitted, "but out of the two of us I'm the one who ignores my logical brain every once in a while."

This, of course, was a blatant lie if Fuse had ever told one, as both he and Enomoto nearly always listened to their heads over their emotions. Hidaka was the emotional one of the group and keeping her out of trouble was exhausting enough, they didn't need another member of their little misfit gang doing it to.

"At least when you're involved," Fuse added, seeing Tatsuya's raised eyebrow.

"And I don't think it was all random chance, sure we might not have gotten the footage if we didn't have Fushimi working with us. Hooray." Sarcasm dripped from that last word, Fuse didn't like Fushimi. "And maybe if Hidaka or Benzai had been the one to take your uniform back to your locker they would have been killed but you don't know that for sure! I think we were all picked, we are all part of Scepter 4 for a reason. And maybe part of that reason is because you and Fushimi are good with computers or Domyoji has good reflexes. But that's not luck, that's just us! You and Fushimi worked hard for the level of skill you have. Domyoji trained for years to hone her reflexes to the level they are now. It has nothing to do with luck."

"If you want to talk about luck," he continued, finally drawing a breath, "then maybe consider this whole thing only happened because you had the bad luck to date a man who turned out to be an abusive prick with an equally psychotic brother. But that could have happened to anyone! Maybe that's bad luck but not the rest of it. We caught those two assholes because we're Scepter 4 and we're good at what we do. Not because of luck."

Enomoto stared at him, "I think that is literally the most I have ever heard you say. Ever, not the most I have ever heard you say in one go but the most I have ever heard you say all together."

Fuse rolled his eyes and Enomoto smiled, "but you're right. We all did this because we are good at what we do, not because of luck."

They reached a nearby park, not the one where Fuse had been stabbed, a different park, and sat down. By unspoken consent they both avoided sitting on the park bench as they had earlier and instead sat on the rim of a large fountain which was gently splashing in the centre of the park.

"Yeah..." said Fuse awkwardly, recalling what he'd said before he'd been stabbed, "about that..."

Enomoto felt like she'd wasted enough of her time and her words recently so she leaned forwards and kissed Fuse on the lips.

When she pulled back Fuse stared at her, "something wrong?" Tatsuya asked shyly.

"N-no," Fuse stammered, a light shade of red, "I-I just wasn't expecting you to do that."

"Well I wasn't expecting you to say you loved me and then get stabbed in the shoulder, I guess we're both full of surprises," said Tatsuya dryly. She felt happy, calmer and more relaxed than she had felt in over a month.

There wasn't a twinge of her usual shyness and nervousness because it was over, it was all over and she was here with Fuse and she, finally, had nothing to be afraid of.

"Fair enough," said Fuse, with the way he was looking at her Tatsuya felt a blush beginning to creep over her own cheeks. But it made her happy, it made her really and truly happy that someone like Daiki Fuse was willing, happy even, to look at her as though she was something special, and precious, and wonderful.

She felt the same way about him actually. And that just made her happier.

Fuse took her chin between his thumb and forefinger, when he leaned forwards, despite herself Enomoto's heard stuttered in her chest, the kiss was soft and warm, full of promise.

Tatsuya threw herself into his arms and wrapped her arms around Fuse's shoulders, burying her face in his neck. "Thank you."

"For what?" Fuse's voice was warm as his hands rested on her back, enveloping her in warmth.

"For being you."

"Get a room blues!" A voice yelled, Tatsuya and Fuse pulled back and watched four people they vaguely recognized as members of HOMRA's inner circle run past.

The one who had yelled at them was a good-looking young man in a checked shirt with light brown hair, holding fast to the hand of a girl with short brown hair and a derby hat, her glasses as thick as Enomoto's.

They were accompanied by another young woman in shades, despite the low light, a hoodie with the hood pulled up and a cap and another young man also in a cap. The two blues watched as the four reds ran past, playfully shoving and hurling insults at each other as they did whatever it was that ex-red clan members did.

There was an air of sadness around all four of them but it was nice to see them all together. It wouldn't last but Daiki Fuse and Tatsuya Enomoto didn't know that.

Fuse glared after the reds but there was no real malice or irritation in his eyes, actually there was almost a sort of fondness, as though they were errant but sweet children whose bullshit he was thoroughly used to putting up with.

"One day I am going to grab one of those little shits and bodily throw them into this fountain."

Tatsuya hid a smile, it would probably never happen but it was a dream everyone in Scepter 4 had dreamed at least once in their lives. It was a nice thought.

"If you do, promise you'll take a photo for me," she said.

"I promise."

END OF THE SHOW! END OF THE SHOW!

Goddamn I watch too much You Have Been Watching.

Anyway, that's the end of the fic guys; contact me if you think I should write more than one story at a time. Other than that, hope you enjoyed!

Goodbye! Hopefully I'll see you again with my other fics.