"No," he shouted, waking up in a cold sweat.

He looked over at the futon. She was looking at him. He couldn't see the expression on her face. Her brows pulled together. Not even here. He couldn't even sleep well here. She looked down. His job really must be taking its toll. He watched as she stood up, stretched, then walked out of the room. He flipped the light on as she came back in. He loved how her tank top form fitted to her body. She handed him a glass full of what looked like milk.

"It's hot," she said as he took it, "It should help you sleep."

He took a sip, "Thank you."

Her face saddened, "What's going through your head Sousuke?"

"Nothing," he shrugged, "Just ran through some plans that didn't work out right. Always frustrates me."

She touched his face, "I know you're lying."

He looked away, "I've just been restless. A lot of stress from all the stuff going on at work. But I'm fine and I promise you are safe."

"Sousuke," her voice softened.

"I said I'm fine," he snapped.

She got out of the bed, "You know all I'm trying to do is help! Screw you Sousuke!"

"Where are you going," he asked as she packed up.

"To the couch," she hissed, "I don't want to see you!"

"It was about you," he ran a hand through his hair, "You're getting kidnapped and killed but I can't stop it because I'm always too late," his fist hit the bed, "Like last time, I'm not there to protect you."

She looked at the floor, "Get some rest Sousuke. We're both safe here."

"Please," he gripped her arm, getting out of bed as she'd spoke, "don't sleep in the living room. I can't keep an eye on you if you're in another room."

"You don't need to watch me…," she looked back at him.

He had bags under his eyes. He looked so beat and tired. She touched his hand. His eyelids began to feel heavy. He knew he should try to sleep but how could he when she kept dying? He smiled at her concerned look. She was always so beautiful. His other hand touched her face. Her eyes closed, her cheek leaning into his hand.

"Please try to sleep," she leaned in and kissed his forehead, "I'll stay in here."

"Will you," he pulled his hands away, "will you lay with me?"

Her face tuned red, "Yes, to help you sleep."

He turned off the lights as she climbed into the bed. She rested the side of her face on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her close to him. His hand played with her long, blue hair. She smiled as his hand left her hair and rubbed her shoulder. She looked up at him when his hand stopped. He was sound asleep, his face peaceful. No mumbling or tossing and turning. She kissed his neck before snuggling into him some more. She closed her eyes and joined him in sleep.

"Chidori," he looked around as he woke, breathing heavily.

He groped the bed, feeling nothing beside him. He looked at the clock. 9 o'clock a.m. He'd over slept. He looked over to see a note laying on the bed. He had a bed feeling. Someone must have drugged him while he was sleeping and kidnapped Chidori and this was a ransom note. How could he have been so careless. He looked at the dresser near the closet and saw all of his weapons and his clothes that were now washed and dried. He looked back at the note, picking it up carefully.

Sousuke,

I didn't want to wake you because I know you needed the sleep. I'll be home for lunch if you want to stay. I made you some breakfast and put it in the fridge. All you have to do is heat it up. There is no poison or drugs in it, I am safe and at school. So don't go blowing anything up. I hope you slept well. See you around 11.

Love, Chidori

P.S. Feel free to watch TV or take a shower.

He smiled to himself. She really was a thoughtful girl when she wasn't busy trying to kill him. He placed the note back on the bed then stretched. He realized how hungry he was and how much he was looking forward to eating a meal made by Chidori. He stumbled out of bed, yawning as he did so. He hadn't felt so rested in a long time. He went to the fridge, pulling out the plate with his name on it. He heated the meal up and began to eat, savoring each bite. She was a great cook. He smiled when he was finished. He decided he would wash the dishes for her, as a way to thank her for letting him stay.

He decided he'd watch a little TV. He watched until 11:45 then decided he should probably shower before Chidori came home for lunch. he smiled at the thought of seeing her. He turned on the shower, throwing his clothes on the floor for the moment. He showered quickly. He heard her call his name as he got out. He went to reach for a towel. His face went red when he realized he hadn't grabbed one. He noticed a hand holding a white towel through the door.

"I forgot I didn't tell you where the towels were," she called from the other side of the door.

"Thanks," he replied as he took the towel from her.

He dried himself as she closed the crack in the door. He walked into her room, closing the door behind him. He could smell the food as he got dressed. He smiled again as he buttoned his shirt. Chidori was taking him out shopping tonight and by next week it would be summer which meant he would be able to spend more time with her…on the beach, while she was in a bikini. Yes, this was going to be a good summer. He placed the sweat pants in the hamper with the towel then left the room.

"Dig in," she said as she gestured for him to sit.

"Thank you," he ate, "Chidori, why are you being so nice? This really isn't like you. Not that I mind but…you're father is dead. This, this isn't real. You'd never take my weapons or do any of the stuff you have been doing."

"SOUSUKE, WAKE UP! HELP ME! SOUSUKE," she screamed as he lay on the ground, she struggled against the men pulling her away, "SOUSUKE. PLEASE, HELP ME! NO! GET OFF ME! SOUSUKE!"

His vision was blurred as he reached out to her, "Chidori."

The men threw her into a van, "SOUSUKE!"

He couldn't move. All he could do was watch as they drove away.