Kami: Okiez, I hope ya'll enjoyed the last chapter, and I hope you enjoy this ficcie in general cuz it's far from over. I have big plans for this one. But I'm also trying to work on a novel to get published, since my dream is to become a writer. Dream big or don't dream at all ;). Anywayz...This chapter is full of angst and drama...so...fuck, I won't screw around with the suspense anymore...here it is!

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Chapter 12

Confessions of a Broken Heart

"AAIIIIIIEEEE!"

Kouji heard the scream and jerked around. It was definitely Kamiya. There had been a gunshot too. He whirled around and darted toward where he had heard it. If she was in trouble, he had to help her. Not to mention, what if she'd found Takuya? What if he was hurt? What would he do then? He shook his head, not wanting to think about Takuya being harmed in any way, especially not being shot again. He didn't think he could handle it.

He yanked the gun out of his pocket and ran down the hallway, trying to get to where she was. It was then that he realized he had no clue in hell where she was. How was he ever going to find her? He didn't know the layout of this building...and he didn't even know where she was. He didn't know where he was! Then he remembered his microphone.

"Kamiya...Kamiya, where are you?" he said.

There was sobbing on the other end. He heard it not far up ahead and dashed toward it. He had to get to Takuya.

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It all happened so fast. Takuya fell forward as Kamiya rushed forward. The blood flew into the air as Takuya fell into Kami's arms. She hit her knees and pulled him close to her. Taichi's eyes were wide as well. Kam sobbed into Takuya's shoulder until she heard a choking sound from in front of them, followed by a thud. Her head jerked up. Taichi was lying face down on the ground. Yamato and Kaoru stood behind where Taichi had stood. Yamato's gun was aimed and smoking a bit. His eyes were wide as he rushed forward as well. He scooped Taichi's limp form into his arms.

"H-how could you?" Taichi choked out.

"I'm sorry...Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Taichi..." Yamato said, beginning to cry as well.

Takuya sat up in Kamiya's arms. Her eyes lit up as she hugged him close. Kaoru rushed to Kam's side. He rubbed Takuya's back and Kamiya looked up at him.

"Thank you." She said, smiling at him a bit.

Tears still filled Kamiya's eyes.

"Takuya!" a voice yelled behind them.

Kamiya, Kaoru, and Takuya whirled around to see who it was. Kouji stood at the corner, panting. Takuya sat up onto his knees as Kouji ran over and pulled the boy into his arms, holding him close as he stood and twirled him around for a moment. Kouji sat Takuya back down and looked into his eyes. His hand rose to rest lightly on the side of Takuya's soft cheek, where he rubbed for a moment. Then, he leaned in and kissed the brunette softly. As they pulled back, he hugged Takuya close again, loving the feeling of the boy hugging him back.

"Oh my God, Takuya...I missed you so much." He said.

"I missed you too Kouji...God I missed you..." Takuya muttered back, clinging to Kouji.

"I'm so sorry I didn't come sooner. I tried, really I did, but after you were gone I kinda...broke. I couldn't even talk. Then Kamiya showed up and...Oh, I'll tell you about it later. I missed you..." Kouji said hurriedly.

"Are you okay?" Kaoru asked Kamiya.

"Yea, I think so. I don't hurt anywhere..." she muttered.

"Taichi I didn't mean...God, I just couldn't let you hurt Takuya...or Kamiya..." Yamato said, still hugging the bleeding Taichi close.

"That whore..." Taichi muttered.

"What?" Yamato asked.

"Kamiya! She's a fucking whore! She took you from me! Stole you! You were mine Yamato...we were perfect." Taichi said, his voice losing frequency as he lost his breath.

"Taichi, is that what you thought?" Yamato asked, holding Taichi so he could look in his eyes. "That I left you for Kamiya?"

"Yea...after the boy told me you were engaged...engaged, Yama...to her...I kinda figured..." Taichi said, his breath falling short.

"No, Taichi! You have it all wrong...it was because we were leaving. God, I loved you so much, Tai...But we were going to America! And with as much as the band was going to be touring while we were still in Japan, and even once we came back...It wasn't fair to either one of us. It would hurt too much to not be able to even hardly talk to each other..." Yamato explained.

"Oh, but it would hurt so much less to dump me! What the hell Yama?" Taichi panted out.

"Yea, it would! Trust me! It would be better than both of us worrying if the other was okay, if the other was cheating...God it would have killed you to worry so much. I just figured it would be a lot easier on us both if we just ended it. I found Kamiya again in America...she was one of our bodyguards...so we spent a lot more time together, and in the end we...hooked up." Yamato said.

"But Ya...Yama! She...She's four years...younger than you! And I...I..." Taichi choked out. His breath was failing him.

Tears flooded Yamato's eyes. He knew what Tai was trying to say, but he didn't want to hear it. Not now. Not like this. He didn't want to think about what they once had. Not while Taichi was...he didn't really want to think about that either.

"Taichi, please...no...don't say it. Come on, we have to get you out of here." Yamato said. "We'll...we'll get you to help. We'll save you, just...just hold on...don't leave me...Don't leave me, goddammit!"

Taichi's now tear-filled eyes closed, and he smiled. "It's nice to know...you still care, Yama. But don't...worry about getting...me help. You...have Kamiya now...be happy. Don't...worry about me...Leave...me here..." Taichi panted.

"No...NO! I'm not just going to leave you! I'm taking you," Yamato said, lifting the other into his arms. The others were watching the scene carefully. Kamiya's eyes were wide. Yamato was in tears. "And we're getting you out of here. We're gonna get you help, Taichi. You're gonna make it through this like you made it through everything else! I swear! Just please don't give up on me! Please! Don't just give up on me."

Yamato sobbed now, clutching Taichi tightly.

"It...It's alright now...Yama. It...It's better this way. I'll...be fine. I'll...be happy. I...I...I love you, Yama. I really...really..." Taichi's voice faded out, his eyes slipping closed.

"No...No, Taichi...please don't...Don't die on me..." Yamato sobbed out, hitting his knees. He drew Taichi close to his chest and sobbed into it.

Taichi was limp. Takuya's eyes grew wide. Taichi had been his savior. He had made sure he didn't get raped anymore. He had made sure the men didn't hurt him. He had tried to get him out. He couldn't be dead! He closed his own tear filled eyes tight and clutched Kouji tightly, sobbing into the older boy's chest.

Kamiya shook her head. "No...No, no, no...this is wrong, this is all wrong! I didn't want any of this to happen! None of it!" she screamed, crying into Kaoru's shirt which she clung to like a lifeline.

They sat and sobbed, knowing that things were getting worse...alot worse.

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Kouichi looked up as they reached the car. His gaze turned to one of concern as he noticed the puffy cheeks and bloodshot eyes of Kamiya, Takuya, and Yamato. The blonde man was carrying the body of someone who looked surprisingly like Takuya.

"Kaoru?" Yamato asked, looking at the brunette.

"Yea?" Kaoru asked, their feud momentarily pushed aside.

"Can you drive?" Yamato asked.

Kaoru nodded. "Yea, sure. Definitely."

Kaoru climbed into the front seat. Kouichi sat in the passenger seat. Kamiya, Yamato, Kouji, and Takuya clambered into the back. Takuya sat on Kouji's lap on the passenger side, with Kamiya in the middle and Yamato, who was cradling Taichi's body close to him, on the driver's side.

The ride home was silent, aside from the occasional sniffling. Kamiya's head rested on Yamato's shoulder the whole ride as she cried silently. Takuya rested his head against Kouji's chest, fighting back tears. Kouichi simply felt uncomfortable. He wanted to ask who the man was that Yamato was holding. He wanted to ask what had happened. He wanted to ask why they were crying. But he kept his mouth shut. It was for the best, and he knew it. He didn't want to pry; they'd tell him when they were ready. Now was not the time.

Kaoru didn't even turn on the radio as he drove back to the apartment. His eyes stayed on the road, occasionally drifting to the back to check on the crying parties. Once he saw they were alright, his gaze was right back on the road. Something had happened between Kamiya, Yamato, and the other man...Taichi, was it? He didn't know what had gone on, but now he was curious. He had caught the gist of it from Taichi and Yamato's speeches. But now he wanted to know what actually happened. He didn't dare ask; not now. He would ask Kamiya later, when everything was calmed down.

By the time they pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex and climbed out, it was around 10 AM. After Yamato got inside, he laid Taichi's body on the couch and picked up the cordless. He sat at the kitchen table and stared at it for a moment. Then, he looked back and forth between the phone and Taichi for a few minutes. Kamiya walked over and rubbed up and down his back.

"It'll be alright, Yama...but they have to know." Kamiya whispered to him.

Yamato nodded; they did have to know. But he really didn't want to be the one to tell them. Finally, however, he dialed an all-too-familiar number. A chipper voice, too chipper for his mood, answered on the other end.

"Yagami residence, this is Hikari speaking." She chirped.

"Uh...Uhm...Hikari?" Yamato stammered out.

"Oh, Yamato! Hello there! Taichi's not here right now." She said.

Yamato winced. "I...I know. That's kind of why I called. Can I...Can I speak to your mother?" he asked.

Hikari's voice calmed down considerably. "Why? What happened? Yamato?" she asked.

"It's nothing, it's just...look, can I please speak to your mother?" he asked, getting slightly irritated.

"Alright..." she said before setting the phone down to go get the older lady.

Yamato sighed and leaned back into the chair, running a hand through the front of his hair. This conversation was going to be hard as hell.

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Kouji lay in bed in his room, Takuya lying beside him, his head on the taller's chest. Kouji's fingers were tangled in Takuya's hair. Takuya tilted his head to look up at Kouji, who was peering down at him.

"Kouji?" Takuya muttered quietly.

"Yea, Takuya? What is it baby?" Kouji asked.

"I'm scared." Takuya whispered in a barely audible voice.

Kouji shifted so he was sitting up, Takuya leaning against him.

"Of what?" Kouji asked, petting his hair still and looking in his eyes.

Takuya was silent for a moment and looked down. Kouji placed two fingers gently under his chin and tilted it up so he could look in Takuya's eyes again.

"What are you afraid of, baby?" Kouji asked.

"...You." Takuya whispered.

Kouji looked confused at this. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Why are you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid that you won't love me anymore..." Takuya muttered lightly.

Kouji looked in his eyes now. "Why would you think that?"

"B-Because...Because of what they did to me. Because I'm dirty. I'm scarred, Kouji." Takuya said, tears filling his eyes.

"Why do you say that, Takuya?" Kouji moved to wipe away his tears and cup the brunette's cheek in his hand. "What did they do to you?"

Takuya looked down and shook his head. Kouji stared hard at him. He turned Takuya's face up to look at him, then leaned in and kissed him deeply. Takuya was surprised, too surprised to return the tender kiss. When they broke, Kouji stared intensely into Takuya's hazel eyes.

"Did they kiss you like that?" he asked.

Takuya nodded. "Only...only when they did it, there was no love there...it just hurt." Takuya said. "It wasn't like yours at all."

"Good." Kouji said, rolling Takuya onto his back. "Because I want to show you what love is like...what it feels like."

Takuya's eyes grew slightly wider. Kouji just nodded before kissing him deeply again. This time, Takuya responded, kissing the older back with just as much passion. As Kouji's tongue brushed his lips, Takuya was hesitant to open his mouth, but finally allowed it to slip open. Kouji let his tongue wander around the mouth he hadn't explored in what seemed like ages, and when they pulled back, out of breath and blushing, there was a look in Takuya's eyes that Kouji had never seen before. Takuya leaned up and licked Kouji's ear, nipping at the lobe slightly before whispering huskily against it, "I want you."

Kouji pulled back, eyes wide. "You sure?" he asked.

Takuya nodded, whispering back, "I need you inside me...to make this hurt go away."

Kouji just nodded and kissed him again, this time both meeting with a new intensity. Kouji threaded his hands inside of his own jacket, which was still wrapped around Takuya, and pushed it off, letting Takuya continue to lie on top of it. His hands worked their way up under the brunette's shirt and they broke the kiss momentarily to allow Kouji to yank the shirt off and throw it to the ground. Takuya reached up as they continued to kiss and began to unbutton the shirt that Kami had lent to Kouji for the mission. His hands were shaking, whether out of passion or nervousness, he didn't know, but it was making it increasingly difficult to unbutton the top.

Finally, Kouji stopped and took hold of his hands, steadying them. Kouji's hands stayed on Takuya's until the smaller finally managed to get the shirt off and thrown to the side. The raven haired boy smiled and returned to kissing Takuya, his hands beginning to fool with the brunette's jeans. Kouji pulled away for a moment and looked into Takuya's eyes.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you too, Kouji." Takuya whispered back.

Then, their lips met again.

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Kamiya lay in Kaoru's arms in her room. Her cheeks were still streaked with tears and more were threatening to spill forth from her eyes. She closed them tight. Kaoru was lying next to her, propped up with the headboard with her head on his chest, his arms around her, his hand running through her blue-blonde hair. She let a few tears slip out and began her quiet sob again. Her body began to shake again as she sobbed out a few pitifully weak sentences.

"It...it's my fault." She whispered.

"No it's not, Kamiya. You didn't do anything. You didn't know what-" Kaoru began.

The stubborn girl interrupted him.

"No! I knew they had dated! I knew that it hadn't been long since they broke up! I should have considered! But I was selfish...and now he's dead!" she sobbed out again, burying her face in his chest.

"Shhh...you couldn't have known. It was never mentioned to you." Kaoru explained. "You didn't know the circumstances. How could you? You assumed it had been an easy breakup. But it's not your fault he got involved with the gang. It's not your fault Takuya got kidnapped. And it's certainly not your fault that he put that gun to Takuya's head."

Kamiya looked up at him.

"But it could have been prevented. It's all my fault. Me and this stupid ring...my stupid emotions! Why should I be allowed to be happy with Yamato? I didn't work for it! I didn't earn it! I wasn't with him through the hard times! Taichi was! He didn't deserve what happened to him." she muttered.

"You're right, he didn't. But you..." he put two fingers lightly under her chin and pushed it up so that their eyes met. "You don't deserve this either. You deserve to be happy because you worked for that. You've been through hell and back, girl. And you're only 16."

"I'll be 17 in three months..." she said softly.

"Yea, see? And you've been in the agency for ten years. Ten years! Right after you moved away from here the first time. Now then, have you or have you not gone through your fair share of hurt and heartache?" he asked.

"I...I guess I have." She said. "I mean...there have been so many people I didn't want to hurt...didn't want to kill...didn't want to turn in. I don't want to hurt people most of the time, but it's my job. I mean, some of those people didn't do anything to justify being killed. Just like..." She gasped as realization hit her. "Just like Taichi! He didn't want to kill anyone! He didn't want to do anything to Takuya! But he had to...to stay alive. To keep his job! Oh my god...what have I done? What...what have I become?"

Kaoru's grip tightened around her as he hugged her close. He hated seeing her like this. It reminded him of when she was depressed, right after her real missions began.

"NO! I WON'T DO IT!" Kamiya shouted.

The 12-year-old had tears lining her eyes as she glared at her mother.

"Now Kamiya, just hear me out here..." her mother began.

"NO, MAMA! I don't WANT to kill people! I don't WANT to hurt them! They never did anything to me, so why am I hurting them? Why can't I just keep doing what I'm doing now?" the girl pleaded.

"Because, Kamiya. It's time for you to move on. You need to get practice in bigger and better things. Spying and petty thievery...it's all child's play. You've been doing it for years. We didn't teach you how to use a gun and knife and such just for self-defense! You are a part of this agency, and we are moving you on to a higher status." Her mother explained.

"But MAMA! I DON'T WANT to hurt people, or kill them, or anything else! I'm fine just being behind the scenes! I don't like to do this! It's wrong..." she said, her voice trailing off lightly. She began to cry quietly. "It's all wrong."

"Uhm...Kamiya?" a male voice said from behind them.

Kamiya and her mother turned around to face the voice.

"Yes, Kaoru? What may I do for you?" her mother asked.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I was talking to Kamiya." Kaoru said smoothly.

Her mother nodded. Any other child, any other agent, and she would have lost her temper on them. But Kaoru...he was different. He could coerce her daughter into anything. She trusted him to get the job done right.

"Yes, Kaoru?" she asked, walking toward the approaching boy.

"It's not all bad. Some of these people hurt other people, even children, for no reason. That's why we take care of them. Think about if one of your friends was hurt. You would want to hurt the man who hurt him, right?" Kaoru asked.

Kamiya nodded a bit.

"Or if someone took money from your friend. You would want to hurt them to get it back if you had to, right?" he inquired.

Again, the blonde nodded.

"That's what we do. That's why we do what we do. We help people, Kamiya, at any cost. That's why we do this. See? It's not all bad." Kaoru said.

"I guess not..." she said.

"So, will you do it?" he asked.

"I'll do anything to protect you, Kaoru." She said with a light smile.

"Same here." He said. "Anything."

And the two walked off, hand in hand.

"Kamiya?"

Kamiya turned around to face the doorway to the bathroom where she had been changing.

"God, Kaoru, you scared the shit out of me. Don't fucking do that." She said, a light smile brushing her features.

She went back to her handiwork of putting her boots on.

"Sorry bout that." He said, leaning against the doorframe. "Just came by to check on you."

"I'm almost ready." She said, grabbing her gloves. She placed one of the elbow-length black gloves on her arm and was about to put the right one on as well when Kaoru grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer til she was almost against him. He looked at her arm and frowned.

"Still doing it, eh?" he asked.

Kamiya pulled her arm back out of his grip and looked over it herself, running a careful hand over the scars that lay there. "I hurt myself for every innocent person I hurt. Sometimes I hurt myself because it's too much. But sometimes...it's to prove I'm still human. That I still have emotions. That I can still feel pain." She muttered.

There was a seemingly long silence before Kaoru finally spoke again. "Powerful words for a 14 year old." He said.

"I'll be 15 in a week." She said almost inaudibly.

He nodded. "I know. Nevertheless..." He looked down and picked up her razor. She reached for it, but he caught her wrist once more and her eyes met his. "You shouldn't do this to yourself." He said.

"I don't care what you think about it. But don't tell anyone Kaoru." She said with an almost defiant glare in her eyes. "You haven't, have you?"

"Of course not, milady." He said with a light smile.

"Good...Because I trust you. Plus..." She snatched the razor out of his hand and put it in a drawer. "I'd hate to have to kick your ass. You're only a year older than me, ya know."

"A year and a half, my girl, but who's counting?" he said.

She smiled and leaned back against him for a moment. His arms came to rest around her waist. She pulled her hands forward to clasp over his already clasped at her stomach. "You know what, Kaoru?" she asked.

"What's that, fair Kamiya?" he asked.

"Sometimes, I think you're the only thing keeping me sane." She said quietly.

"Ah, is that right? Well, you know I'd do anything to protect you, my dear." He said.

"Me too, Kaoru." She whispered, pulling out of his grip. "Me too."

Kamiya was asleep in his arms by the time he slipped out of his realm of memories. He stroked her hair a bit before kissing her cheek and leaning down to whisper lightly, "I'll do anything at all to protect you...my love."

Suddenly, there was a loud crash in the other room. Kamiya's eyes slowly opened.

"What the fuck was that?" she muttered blearily.

"I don't know...come on, let's go check it out." Kaoru said, rising off the bed and offering Kamiya a hand. Kamiya rose as well, and followed him out the door.

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Takuya lay spooned up against Kouji's stomach, a bright smile on his face, his eyes closed. Kouji was running his hands through his lover's sweat soaked hair. The afterglow had set in and the two were in the utmost of euphoria.

"How was it?" Kouji asked lightly.

"Perfect." Takuya replied, turning around to let his eyes meet Kouji's. "Just like I expected it to be."

Both teens smiled before letting their lips meet softly. That was when they heard it. A loud crash in the other room, not far from where they lay. They both sat up immediately and looked at each other in alarm. With all the occurrences as of late, they didn't want to take any chances. They both clambered out of bed and pulled their clothes back on quickly. They met Kamiya and Kaoru outside the door.

"What was that?" Kouji asked.

Kamiya and Kaoru shook their heads. "I dunno." Kamiya said. "But let's go find out."

No matter what they were expected, none were prepared for what they saw as they rounded the corner. And in no way could they have ever prepared themselves for it...Because the bad just keeps getting worse.

Kami: What happened, eh? What did they find? I'm sooo happy to see some new reviewers! It excites me! I'll be able to write more in a couple weeks once school is out. But life kinda sucks while school is in session, so yea...ugh. Anywayz, PLEASE REVIEW! They make me wanna write. The more people review and the longer you review for, the faster I will write. I know I told some of you this chapter was gonna be out like three weeks ago, but some things happened that night and then more between now and then...I'm getting stalker phone calls, mom had her gall bladder removed, I was the only income for a while, finals are coming up and I am still failing geometry, and that hott cheerleader finally gave me her cell number, plus I spent 4 and a half hours in the ER with a bruised bone last night, so yea. Life bites. And I'm looking for a new job sumwhere, preferably bussing tables. Anyway, I luv ya'll, so show me u luv me too and REVIEW! Kami out!