What's up readers? So, did you like the last chapter? Thank you for all the story follows, it makes me super excited to see when you guys follow my stuff. So, if I'm corrected...and I should be...we left off with Ayame dragging Yata off to the unknown. Did you guys love Ayame's bad ass moment? I know I loved writing it. I looks like Yata is warming up to our little lead girl pretty quickly. What will happen? Who is Haru? Where is Yushiro? All these questions and more will be answered in good time.

So, without further ado, let's make it do what it do-

"Where are we going?" Yata asked with a slightly blush tinting his cheeks. He was so awkward when we were alone.

"You'll see." I said playfully and kept dragging him on.

I could tell he was getting extremely impatient, but he didn't tug his arm back or protest. Now, if I was Rikio or any of the other guys he would have the beat the shit out of me and then left, but Yata had a certain gentleness when it came to me and girls in general. He was so shy and constantly blushing around me, but when the other guys were around he was tough, stubborn, and short fused...and their Captain. I enjoyed the way he was with me. I mean, I had only known him a few short days, but it was nice to have someone be gentle like he was...around me.

We passed store by store, food cart by food cart, shop by shop. I could feel him getting more irritated, but he kept quiet and continued to follow along. It was nice to know I could drag him around without him getting all snappy and jerky.

"Ayame," He groaned irritably.

"Oh my God, you big baby. We're almost there." I rolled my eyes. He could be so impatient. "So, stop your whining and come on." I pulled at his arm a little harder and kept walking. I was dragging him behind me nearly, but it was going to be worth it.

"Bossy." He muttered and kept following. He better bet his boxers I was bossy, and I wasn't letting up on him. If I stuck around long enough I could make to just as high of a rank as Yata was, and when that day came I was so going to let him have it.

We finally got to the shop I was looking for. Excitedly I pulled harder at Yata's hand and quickened my pass. It was a shop called Zooms. It was a basic skater shop with boards, blades, hates, and shoes along with other things. I loved it here.

"Here we are." I cheered and nudged his arm. "You like it? It's called Zooms."

He looked down at me from the corner of his eye and then said, "It's ok."

I rolled my eyes and exhaled dramatically. "No duh it's just 'ok' to you. Your board is metal, all these are just wood." He was such as pain.

"Do you skate? I've never seen you with a board." He asked.

"First off, you've only known me for a few days." I lifted a finger as I looked over the brick wall littered with boards and blades. I quickly addes a second finger when I added, "And second, I don't board, I Rollerblade." I remember the days I'd rollerblade on the concrete outside my house when I lived with my parents. It was always so fun and I had learned so many tricks and flips on them. Too bad Haru took them away when Mom and Dad passed.

"I've never seen you on blades before either." He stated.

"I don't do it anymore." I shrugged.

"How come?" He was pushing for more information.

I looked him dead in his eyes and said, "My brother wouldn't let me. He took my blades from me years ago."

"So buy some new ones." He shrugged as if it was no big deal.

"I can't." I rolled my eyes and ran a finger over the smooth wheels on a pair of gorgeous black and red roller skates.

"Why not?" He rolled his eyes, standing right behind me.

"Because I don't have the money for it." I snapped. "My brother only sends me enough money to buy food. No more and sometimes less." I explained with an edge in my voice. I hated Haru and I hated talking about him. My brother was a grade A jerkwad and I hated him more than anything. He hadn't known about me until my parents passed, and when he found out about me he had already decided to not like me. He sent me away the second he could and keeps me away. I only see him seven days out of the year and I wished it was less than that.

Yata looked down at me for a few long seconds and then huffed. He turned on his heels and started walking. He snatched up the pair of roller blades I had just been looking at and then took them to the counter.

"Yata, what are you doing?" I asked, but he just walked right past me. "Yata?" I asked again and no response was given.

"These." He said sharply and took out his wallet. He slapped a few bills down on the counter and then snatched the blades back up. He walked right up to me and grasped me hand lightly in his. I had no words. I had no thoughts. I was shocked. Yata was taking control and he wasn't being shy around me. He was being dominate. We went back out the way we came into the mall and without another word Yata pulled me in front of him and pushed the blades into my hands.

"Try them on." He said. I didn't object. I sat down and took my current shoes off. I slipped the blades on and got up. It was like I hadn't ever stopped skating.

I pushed off with my back foot and did a few sharp turns, a twirl, and even jumped and did a horizontal turn and landed perfectly. I never wanted to stop. I knew I would have to soon, but I didn't want to. I hadn't skated in so long, and thanks to Yata I was again. I weaved in and out between some cars and jumped a few blocks and skidded down some rails. It was amazing. I turned around to see Yata just chilling on his board, skating freely. His headphones were up and his hands were in his pockets. It was an amazing sight.

"Hey, Yata!" And then there was Rikio.

Yata looked up and pulled his headphones down. Rikio told him that the guys were ready to go back to the bar, and even though I knew Yata was going to say 'ok' and then we'd leave too, I didn't want to. I was having a great time and it was the first time Yata and I actually hung out peacefully and without problems to. Sucked it had to come to an end.

"Are you bladeing back, Ayame?" He asked me. I looked down at my feet and then back up to him. Did I want to blade back? I mean, I didn't want to stop, but at the same time it was nice riding on Yata's board with him.

"I guess so." I shrugged. I didn't know what was up with me, but something told me I was getting too attached to Yata.

"You sure?" He raised a brow, as if he could hear the uncertainty in my words.

"Yeah. I'll skate back." I smirked. "And I'll beat you too." With that I shot off gliding through the crowded streets, enjoying the wind hitting my face.

I could hear the sound of Rikio's bike and Yata's board behind me. I didn't notice that blazing fire behind me, the streaks of pinkish red flames left by my blades. When I did notice it I felt like a bad ass. I jumped blockages, skidded down some rails, took sharp turns. It was great. I felt something creep up beside me and when I looked over it was none other that Yata. He looked relaxed with a ghost of a smile on his lips. I rolled my eyes and took another sharp turn.

"You know you can't beat me." I heard Yata say next to me.

"Oh yeah? Watch me." I shot back and zoomed off.

Yata was on my ass and somehow we had lost Rikio and the others. How a board and a pair of blades could beat a motorbike I had no idea, but somehow they had. HOMRA came into view and Yata and I were neck-and-neck. I went the fastest I could and I could tell he was just by the way his stance on his board had changed. We were almost there. Almost. Almost. And...

"Dammit!" I growled.

"What?" Kunsanagi asked as Yata and I entered.

"We tied in a fucking race." Yata growled.

I plopped down next to Anna on the couch and Yata went straight for the bar. Anna gripped a hold of my t-shirt and scooted closer to me. I smiled lightly and ruffled her hair slightly. She was so cute...even for a Gothic Lolita girl too. She pulled it off in a so not creepy way...unlike a lot of kids. I looked over to Kusanago, who had started laughing at Yata's near lose. Rikio and the boys came flooding in not long after, out of breath and a little awestruck.

"Where'd the hell did you two go!" Rikio huffed. He was so beyond out of breath.

"Rikio, your fat ass couldn't keep up with a fucking snail." Yata rolled his eyes and threw back a shot. He had already taken three.

"No, you two just took off with so much as working." Rikio shot back.

"Sorry." I said shyly.

He looked over at me and his face softened. "It's no big deal, Aya. You really are something on those rollerblades." He said.

"Really something? Are you kidding me? She stayed neck-in-neck with Yata when we saw them." Chitose cheered and Yata twitched.

"Hey, it was no biggie." I said quickly. Hoping they'd stop for both mine and Yata's sake.

"No, biggie? You-"

"Ayame, it's almost time for the last train to leave." Anna said suddenly and softly.

"No, it's only," I travel off and looked down at my PDA. "Holy Hades, it's six o'clock!" I shot up and headed for the door. "Bye, Kusanagi! Bye, Yata! Bye, Guys!" I yelled as I haled ass out the door. I skated as fast as I could to the station and damn near missed the train. After it dropped me off at Ashinaka I rushed for my dorm and locked it behind me.

For the next couple weeks I did nothing but go to school, try and get information about Yushiro, go to HOMRA right after school ended, and the spend the rest of my time with Yata. On the weekend we hung out, but mostly did a bunch of assignments given strictly to me and Yata. We had become a dynamic duo on our wheels. Ever assignment I got sent on it was with Yata and only a few times did we have Rikio and the others with us. By the end of my two months with HOMRA everyone who knew about HOMRA knew that Yata and I were definitely be the tag them after them.

"See ya, guys." I waved as headed for the door. I got some 'Bye, Aya's and some 'See ya, kid's as I left. Yata had already taken off to go do something. He had said bye to me way earlier. I had hung out at HOMRA for as long as I could. I had to head back to the dorms. As soon as I go in I started on the homework I still had so much of to do and checked my dorm phone that had a message left on the machine.

Hey, Ayame. It's your brother. I forgot your PDA number, so I just called the dorms and they patched me to your private dorm line. (Forgot my ass. Haru probably never put the number in his PDA or even wrote the damn things down) Anyways, I was calling to remind you that you are supposed to be here by two tomorrow afternoon. Mr. Hibiki and Dr. Yukashi will be here by then. Don't miss that train. That's all.

And then the line died. 'That's all'. That was his goodbye? My brother was the friggin worst! I admit I had forgotten about going back tomorrow, but I guess I had no choice about it. I had to go back to Haru's so we could lie to the family physicist and the officer over our case. Six years I had been lying to these people and I had no real reason to, other than Haru demanded that I did and I never wanted to be put in the system. This was my official last year to do this. After these next seven days I didn't have to worry about Haru and how he'd fuck up my life.

"Dammit. What am I going to tell Kusanagi?"...and Yata. For some odd reason I had felt very close to him, and not just in a good friend, coworker kind of way. I felt like I had to explain myself to him, but I didn't like talking about or explaining my relationship with Haru. All Yata knew so far was that we didn't get along and that Haru had taken away my skates from years ago. Kusanagi barley knew about my brother. I don't even know if I had really said anything about him to the other guys.

My PDA started going off and without even checking the ID I answered with, "What do you want?"

"Well, someone's bitchy." Yata's smug voice played through the speaker.

"Yata?" I looked down at my phone to check. How could I be so stupid.

"Yeah Yata. Who the hell else would I be?" He laughed.

"No one." I groaned. My brother didn't have my number...why did I answer it like it was him.

"You ok, Ayame?" He asked. I knew he was probably out skating around right about now...or running errands for Kusanagi.

"Peachy." I sighed and plopped down on my bed. "What can I do for you, Yata?" I asked.

"I was just calling to see if you were going to be at school tomorrow. Rikio and I are headed out early in the morning on an assignment. Kusanagi wants you to go." He yawned.

"Well," I bit down on my lip, "I won't be at school tomorrow, but I also can't go on assignment tomorrow either."

"How come?" Yata quickly asked. I didn't normally turn down assignment, so this had to worry him. It wasn't normal behavior.

"Actually, Yata, I won't be in town for a whole week." I admitted. "I'm going all the way to my brother's for seven days."

"I thought-"

"We don't get along like I said, but it's mandatory that I got this week." I groaned. "Sorry, Yata. I got to go." I sighed and hung up before he could protest. I felt guilty for being strong enough to tell him the rest and the whole truth, and I felt like crap already for having to go to that frozen over hell for a week. I knew the past two months were going over too well for me. This sneaked up on me and caused an immediate crash landing to the hell that is my real life.

I packed my bag, put it by the door, and then took a shower. I went to bed not long after and prepared myself for the next day's shit fest. I woke up early, got dressed in the clothes I knew Haru would approve of-the basic white button down, a near knee length pleaded skirt, nice shoes, and I braided my hair over. As I put on only mascara like Haru demanded I wear I looked at how so not me I was. If the skirt was shorter and I could unbutton the first two buttons I'd feel at least a little good-looking...but no I had to dress like a eight year old kid.

I made it just in time for the train and I went straight for the back of the seat. I didn't want to talk to anybody and I didn't want to look at anybody. I was sure Yata was just waking up as I notice the time on my PDA. Eleven o'clock. I missed him already. If it had been the weekend I would already by at HOMRA's, waking him up, and started poking fun at him. He'd be barely awake and I be playing around with him. Kusanagi would make some joke about the two of us and make us feel really shy and akward around each other for a minute and then we'd get our assignment. Today I would have already gotten a text from Yata saying that we'd have an assignment for after school or I'd just get a call. One of the two. It varied from time to time.

"I bet him and Rikio are already off on their assignment." I groaned to myself, having my own little pity party. I wanted to call, see how everything was going, but I knew better than to do that. If they were already on the job, they could be spying and waiting for further orders. If I called it could fuck things up majorly.

The train pulled into the next station, my destination, and I got out hesitantly. Of course Haru hadn't bothered to come get me. I had to walk the twenty miles all by myself...in a school girl's outfit. I walked until I got to the well kept frozen iceland that was my brother's house. I knocked and waited for him to open it. He was dressed in his normal clothes...slacks, a button down and tie, and nice dress shoes. He was a business man and dressed the stereotype too.

"You're late." He seethed.

"You left me stranded at the station. What did you expect?" I snapped back quietly in case Mr. Hibiki and Dr. Yukashi were already there. I pushed past my brother and took a peek into the living room. No sign of the shrink and no sign of the fuzz. I relaxed and went straight upstairs to the guest room where I stayed. I threw the bag onto the bed and pulled my PDA out. No new messages. Not one. I bit my lip and mentally debated on whether to text or not. I decided on not for just in case purposes and tossed the device onto my bed. I went back downstairs to grab some food since I hadn't eaten since I woke up.

"What do you think you are doing?" Haru growled as I rummaged through his pantries.

"Scavenging for food. What do you think?" I snapped back and kept rummaging. He had damn near nothing as usual.

"Stop-"

"I haven't eaten since I woke up. I came straight here like you wanted, so back off before I cut you and see what little bitch tastes like." I seethed and went for his fridge. "Besides, big brother, you don't want the police and our shrink to think you're not feeding me." I finally found at least an apple. Thank God for fruit and my brother's weird vegan-ness. Fucking pansy. (AN/ not dissing on any vegans if you are one reading. Just thought she say it because she hates her brother).

I took a bit out it and sighed in gorgeousness. That apple tasted like heaven...you know, since I hadn't eaten since six o'clock yesterday. I devoured that thing like I was a starving animal...and then the shrink and the popo showed up.

"Ayame, how have you been feeling? Do you still like living with your brother?" Dr. Wako with weird hair asked.

Oh, yeah, because I so live with my brother. "I feel perfectly fine, Dr. Yukashi. Haru's great and this house is great." If great meant hell and a little bitch.

"How have your grades been?" Mr. Pushy demanded more than asked.

"I still hold a high A average, Mr. Hibiki." I answer sickly sweet. "And before you ask, my attendance is perfect." Except for the seven days I waste here.

"Do you still have the nightmares, Ayame." Dr. Yukashi was pushing his luck.

"Sometimes, but very rarely." I answered.

"And with the anniversary of your parent's death coming up, your stress level has been down?" He asked, reminding me that damn day was approaching.

"Lower than the floor." I made the nerdiest, whitest joke...and this nut job laughed. I faked a good girl laugh and went with the rest of the stupid session. They asked Haru a few bullshit questions and then left with a simple goodbye and call if you need us. I waved with a smile while Haru had his arm on my shoulder like he was a good big brother. And then the door closed and pushed him away fast.

"Don't touch me." I snapped and went for my room. He said whatever and went for the living room.

I plopped down on my bed, dreading the next six days here. I reached for my phone and brought it to my view. I checked it and I had a missed call...but not from Yata. It was Kukuri who had somehow gotten my number the previous year. I tossed from my sight and rolled over to my side. How I wished I could just go back to HOMRA and not spend six days here. I didn't even know why I had to spend six days at a house where I was obviously not welcomed, but Haru insisted I stay...just in case Dr. Yukashi wanted to do another session or if Mr. Hibiki dropped by.

The next six days were going to be torture...and I just hoped that Yata would at least send me a text.