Hey! Wazzup? So here is the update, sorry it is shorter than other chapters. But I thought that all of you would rather read it instead of me holding it hostage for a few weeks until I get the next section typed up. So enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not Own Loveless or Kyou Kara Maoh

Realizing the Truth

Seimei leaned on the door heavily, his form shaking with unrestrained fury as he thought of the name his brother had just breathed. The face of that older man with long grey hair and agonized blue eyes came to Seimei's mind as he recalled the man that Ritsuka had said his final goodbye to. Seimei took a deep breath, trying to calm his rising anger before he did something he might regret.

Suddenly he heard a soft ring reach his ears causing him to reach for the cell phone that was slipped into his deep coat pockets, before placing it against his ear.

"Yes?" Seimei hissed out, trying to make his voice sound as normal as possible.

"I think we got a problem…" was the reply he received, detecting concern in the other man's voice.

Seimei began to walk down the hallway, feeling a tiny measure of his control come back to him at the sound of the other man's voice.

"Why do you think that, Nisei?"

"There was a large spike of power just a few moments." Nisei supplied, his voice taking on a thoughtful quality as the sound of a train going by in the background silenced their conversation for a few moments. "It was unlike anything I have ever felt Seimei…"

A scowl crossed Seimei's young face as he reached into his pocket and fished around for the key that he desired. He reached the end of the hall and began to descend the spiral staircase.

"Can you determine where it came from?" Seimei asked smoothly, hiding all of his emotions perfectly from his fighter.

But instead of the normal swift answer, there was silence on the other side of the line, causing Seimei to hesitate for a brief moment on the steps of the stairs, before continuing his descent and making it to the lower landing.

"Nisei?" he called out, forcing his commanding tone to come out and hearing the instant reply that sent his blood cold.

"I think it came from Soubi's apartment…"

He stilled, standing in front of a locked door that had been hidden perfectly behind a bookcase, hand posed with the small gold key just in front of the lock.

"What?" Seimei breathed out, his voice betraying him ever so slightly with the confusion that was consuming him.

"I don't understand myself either. I am going to take a closer look," Nisei responded simply, his voice dropping in pitch as if he was trying not to be over heard. "I will report back in a thirty minutes."

"Alright." Seimei replied, hitting the end button before more words could be exchanged and twisting the key in the lock.

Seimei opened the door slowly, closing the cell phone easily before slipping the light blue phone into his pocket. A smile slowly spread across his face at the crumbled form that lay on the floor, covered in blood and marks that had been delivered ever so affectionately.

"It seems we might have a problem, Soubi."

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Gwendal peered at the two young boys, his face not betraying the curiosity that was slowly eating him alive along with the burning hope of seeing his Sacrifice again.

"So, what is our plan of action?" Gwendal questioned in his best monotone voice, but knew that some of his hope was leaking out when Murata had shot a smug look his way.

"Well, we got some 'friends'" Youji quoted in the air, rolling his eyes slightly at the general, "who might be willing to give us some information."

Gwendal raised an eye brow at that, giving the boy a look that clearly demanded that the boy explain more, and was pointedly being ignored by said boy.

"Would you care to elaborate on that?" Gwendal spoke slowly when he realized that the boy wouldn't be explaining further.

"Well, Youji and I were a part of an organization." Natsuo explained, carefully dodging the looks he was receiving from the occupants of the room. "They were the ones who brought Youji and I together. I bet they have at least a theory as to where Seimei is currently."

Gwendal simply nodded at the two, allowing the subject to be dropped for the time being as he watched the Daikenja engage the two youngsters in a conversation about the weird electronic 'games' that sat above the box that showed moving pictures. Gwendal recalling Heika telling him that it was called a 'TV'.

*~*~*(BREAK)*~*~*

Nisei climbed down the tree as quietly as he could, his mind racing with thoughts about the two people that were currently sitting in Soubi's apartment with the two boys that made up the fighting pair named 'Zero'.

He swiftly pulled out his phone, flicking it open before hitting the speed dial number for his Sacrifice. He let it ring for a few moments, focused more on getting as much distance away as he could without being noticed by the young trained Fighter Unit that had sat within the small apartment complex.

On the fifth ring, he heard a shriek before the cool voice of Seimei came on the line.

"What is it, Nisei?" was the smooth answer, not a hint of exertion in the teenagers young voice, as the sound of something scrapping against flesh reached the Fighter Unit's ears along with another scream of pain.

"I just checked out the apartment." Nisei paused for a moment, unsure how to tell his Sacrifice what he had just discovered.

"And?" came the sharp command, causing a small shiver to run up the older man's spine as his ears were once more assaulted with the sounds of torture.

"There are two of them." He spoke slowly, hearing a small intake of breath come from the other end of the phone before plowing on. "One looks like he is in high school with large glasses and black hair. The other seems to be much older, with a stern face and long gray hair– "

"Gwendal…" came a growl from Seimei, rage lacing his voice before the line went dead and Nisei was left standing there staring at his green phone.

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Hehehe, tell me what you think! Also, I do not know when I will update next. I decided to join NaNoWriMo (For those who do not know it is National Novel Writing Month). So I will be focusing a lot of my time on school and that story, since I need to write 50,000 words by the end of this month. Wish me luck!