(A/N) Hey. I am soooo sorry. I'm going to be posting more often now. I just got back from Italy, so that's why I haven't written recently. My sincerest apologies.
Disclaimer: No, I have not bought Crescent Moon lately. So, I don't own it. I do own Saye Heida, though.
-WithOneKiss,OurStareIsComplete – Chapter Seven
Knock, knock.
"Come in," grunted Mitsuru. Misoka walked into Mitsuru's room and closed the door behind him. He leant against the shut door.
"Tell me what it is you've been doing with Saye Heida." It was not a question, nor was it a statement. It was an order. Mitsuru frowned, but figured it would be best to tell the truth.
"I've been working as a hit-man for her."
"And who have you been killing?"
"…humans…" Mitsuru said slowly. Misoka nodded as though he had been expecting this and, pushing his glasses up a little on his nose, opened the door again.
"I'm calling a meeting. Down in the kitchen in five minutes." Mitsuru nodded.
-Five Minutes Later-
Misoka sat at the head of the table with his fingers clasped together. Oboro sat next to him. Katsura was in her male form and he was sullen and serious just one placement down from Misoka. Nozomu stood leaning his hands against the chair in front of him, looking mildly curious. Akira was sitting cross-legged on the floor and fiddling with his earrings, while Mitsuru stood, as ever, in his own little emo-corner. Mahiru sat at the opposite end of the table to Misoka and was looking worried. Misoka cleared his throat.
"I have called this meeting because we have become associated with a psychotic murderer." There was a collective gasp around the room from most. Mainly from Akira and Mahiru. Mitsuru made no sound at all.
"What?" cried Mahiru, "what do you mean??" She stood up and stared at Misoka.
"Please sit down, Princess. This is a fairly heavy topic," said Misoka. Mahiru sat, and Misoka continued, " as I am about to tell you about the murderer we are involved with. Her name is Saye Heida. Saye Heida is a girl who was born into a very famous Lunar Race family. This family was known for its power because the people in it had tremendous powers. When Saye was born, everyone expected her to be just a great as those born before her. However, she was born with absolutely no powers at all." Mitsuru looked up in confusion. No powers? I've seen plenty of powers from her! "It happens sometimes. It is known throughout the history of the Lunar Race. However, in a family such as Saye's, this was enough to warrant her death-", (a gasp from Mahiru), "-and she almost was put to death, if it wasn't for her mother's love for her, and her mother's ability to persuade her husband, she would not be alive." Misoka paused, and looked at the reactions of the people around the table. Oboro had not moved and was listening intently, Katsura was the same. Nozomu had swept his hands through his blonde locks and looked blown away by this news. Akira was staring at Misoka with his mouth open, while Mahiru just looked saddened. Mitsuru looked impassive. "Her father, although he had decided to let her live, still had trouble living with the fact that his daughter had no powers. So, he started doing experiments on her to try and give her powers. Unfortunately, as her blood was ill-equipped to handle it, it turned her insane. First, her father had the blood of those who had powers injected into her which made her sick, then her father tried jolting her body with lightning from a Tengu to give her Tengu powers, then he tried to force some powers out of her by trying to drown her, and putting her through intense pain. He did this without his wife's knowledge, and she passed away when Saye was little and never uncovered the secret of what her father was doing to her. Slowly, all the torture turned her mad. But one day, one of his experiments seemed to work. She gained all kinds of control over the mind. She could force people to do things, she could take away memories, she could force illusions into people mind's, torture their minds, and more. She can even use telekinesis because of the control she has over her mind.She can have total control over any person, unless they learn to resist it. Mahiru, are you okay?" Mahiru was shaking violently, as she pictured these horrendous things happening to a small child. She stood up, and tried to leave, but Mitsuru stopped her. Mahiru frowned at him, and walked over to Nozomu, who put a comforting arm around her. Mitsuru scowled.
"Continue, Misoka." Mahiru whispered.
"So, she got her powers. But, when she got them, she either had no control over them, or too much control. Her father, who'd been overjoyed to see a tin can suddenly fly across the room at Saye's command, suddenly found himself dead. Saye either accidentally killed him with her new powers, or did it deliberately. When they examined his body, his heart had been entirely disconnected on the inside, and all connections to his brain severed.
"So…I said that apparently one of his experiments worked. I don't believe it actually did. My theory is that Saye gained that control all by herself. It's not her own actual power, but she gained it by sheer force of will."
"So…what does she have to do with us?" asked Mahiru shakily.
"Mitsuru has been working for her a hit-man. He's been murdering humans for her regularly. That is where he has been recently late at night."
All eyes turned on Mitsuru. Mahiru stared at him, hurt, and tears welled up immediately and flooded down her flushed face.
"Mahiru…" said Mitsuru quietly, horrified, "I…" Mitsuru's body suddenly jolted, and his memories of the passionate night Mahiru and he had shared returned to him in full force as Saye, wherever she was, suddenly decided to give them back. He gasped, and looked at Mahiru, but she had gone. He saw just her foot disappear from the room as she ran as far away from Mitsuru as she could.
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Saye Heida was enjoying a stroll down the street, blue hair swaying slightly from side to side as she walked. Men stared at her slightly as she passed. She ignored them
"I hate humans…" she muttered under her breath, "worthless things with no powers. If there's one thing I know, it's that people will no powers deserve to be in pain, or dead…like I used to be." A mop of brownish-blonde hair collided with her. "Ugh!' shouted Saye in disgust, "get off me!" The girl jumped back quickly.
"Sorry," she blubbered. The girl was crying. The girl was Mahiru. Saye recognized her, but Mahiru, too grief-stricken didn't notice that she'd just run into a psychotic murderer…bad mistake. Mahiru continued on her way, her cries of emotional pain a little louder as she went. Saye watched her retreating back with an evil grin. She followed her.
-The Next Day at 9:00pm-
Mitsuru was being moody in his room. He'd been doing that a lot recently. In fact, he'd been in his room since the meeting yesterday afternoon without a word to anyone, and everyone was too mad at Mitsuru to check how he was. For the first time, being alone was bothering Mitsuru. But he was too stubborn to go and talk it out with everyone. So, he was surprised when, with no warning at all, Nozomu came bursting into his room.
"Mitsuru, get up and off your unworthy arse and help us. Mahiru is missing. She didn't come back yesterday." Nozomu's eyes were wide with worry, but held no patience for the surprised boy sitting on the floor of his room. Mitsuru only looked back at Nozomu blankly, uncomprehendingly. "I said, get up! We need to find her before that masochistic Saye gets to her first! UP!!" Nozomu almost wrenched Mitsuru's arms out of their sockets with the force that he pulled him up. "Move! We've got no time to lose!"
"Mahiru is missing?" choked Mitsuru.
"Yes!" snarled Nozomu, "and, it's your fault!" Mitsuru followed Nozomu hurriedly, and they raced down the steps where the rest of the group stood waiting. At that moment, Mitsuru collapsed to the floor, his eyes going wide with shock as Saye Heida's voice was suddenly loud in clear in his ears. Trembling on the floor, Mitsuru silenced all his other thoughts to listen to her.
"Hello, Mitsuru," her voice quaked with amusement, "I've got your girlfriend."
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(A/N) Ooh. The plot becomes more day-time soap-y everytime. Sorry for that. I'll try keep the drama down a biiiit. Next one up soon.
-ChildOfTheApocalypse
