A/N: I know I said that I would update this story in no longer than two weeks, but then things got in the way, I had writer's block and then I couldn't find the time. I'm sorry!I should stop promising stuff, Well, I hope you enjoy this.

By the way, I have revised and edited this story, so I suggest you should re read it just so you can see a few changes in the story.

I don't own Digimon!

Chapter 5: Mysterious

The older man frustratingly ran his hand down his light brown hair, gray hairs sprouting out with age. His brown eyes were narrowed to the computer screen, bags of sleepless nights hanged on them. He swiftly moved the mouse on the surface table, clicking the button on the screen. He fast forwarded the video for what seemed to be the 100th time, then rewinding it again to maybe see a glance of the missing clue. The security cameras of the mall had footage of the attacks that occurred the previous day. However, the evidence of the attacks seemed damaged as if someone previously took any existing proof of what he was looking for and completely obliterate it. The man stopped, he brought forth his finger and thumb and rubbed them on his eyes for comfort. He hadn't had a break since this morning, and he hadn't slept in what seemed days. Every since the first violent attacks occurred he started to work non-stop. Reports were brought to his table, witnesses looking at what seemed to be abnormal creatures. Things were just strange nowadays and this excited him, he hadn't had a good story in such a long time, and this would be the thing he needed. Though, he realized now that it could be harder than it looked, nevertheless he was not going to give up just yet.

He took a cigarette from his front shirt pocket pushed it lightly inside his mouth so his lips could grasp it softly and lid it with his lighter he had concealed in his pants pocket. The tip of the cigarette flicked bright red then slowly and faintly faded. He took a long breath, inhaling the smoke then releasing out a clean puff in the air. He was aware that there was a strict rule of no smoking in the rooms or near the building, but no one was around at this time and no one was going to say 'No' to the chief editor of the television station. He took another long breath of the cigarette, ashes falling down the carpet, and releasing out his stress. He stared lightly at the ceiling, counting every tile there was.

He started to think about what he was missing, what needed to be done to get his job complete, to get another high raise. Sitting down doing reports and looking out at evidence wasn't enough, he had to go out and look for the answers himself. He was tired of the paper work on his desk, years and years of dedication to this TV station and for what; Late nights of overtime on his reports and for what little he got on his paycheck, unpleasant words from his ex-wife after coming home late, his two sons looking at them with such disconsolately, confused looks.

And his response?

"Can we not do this here, Natsuko? I'm tired of this." Then without glancing at his two children, he walked pass them and closed the door to his bedroom.

He shook his head to deprive the memories and looked away. He took another deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled with more comfort.

After he had finished his cigarette he went back to the bright screen, he went to the next tape; this footage was from the outside. For a moment there was nothing, just the image of the parking lot then a loud shake and smoke coming out of nowhere. This might have been during the attack, though he didn't have another tape to prove otherwise and these were the only few he had received while the rest were taken for evidence to the police station, or perhaps the FBI, who knows.

There was nothing, he bended his back down his chair looking up again at the ceiling. There was nothing, he was frustrated of everything, if he couldn't find anything here then there was nothing in the other tapes. He slowly pushed forward his head on the screen until he saw something that caught his eyes.

He briskly moved his hands towards the mouse rewinding the scene. There, he saw two figures running out to the parking lot, the picture was too vague, he couldn't figured out their faces it was too blurry, until they reached a familiar car. He hastily stood up, shocked at the scene. No it just can't be, he thought to himself. He began to reach down to grab his phone inside but hesitated at the time it was. I will call them later today; it's too early in the morning.

With that he grabbed his coat and left the building.

Yamato's eyes shot open revealing the different mixtures of blue tints in them. He looked at his right and saw the bright numbers of his alarm clock flashing exaggeratingly towards him. It was 6:15 a.m. He groaned at it and turned his body towards his left, then lazily lifting it up and throwing his sheets off to the side. His torso was naked; his boxers were the only attire he wore. He dragged his feet out the room and in the bathroom; he looked at himself in the mirror and saw the different pieces of messy hair spreading in different directions. He grunted with his half closed eyes at himself and headed towards the tub for a quick morning shower. As he undressed the only clothing he had, he stepped inside and turned the knob to a warm temperature. The million of liquid substance began to flow down his body, waking up every nerve in it. He ran down his blond hair, making sure it got enough of water through it. As he began to clean himself with the bar of soap in his hand, he started to drift away from reality to his thoughts.

He just couldn't keep her away from his mind, she was always there. He didn't know anything about her, yet, he felt he knew her more than anyone. Perhaps it was because he wanted to be the only one to know about her. She was just so damn mysterious. She was hiding something and it made Yamato want to approach her, to get her to open up. But to his avail he had failed and gotten nowhere. Despite his defeated attempt, that wasn't going to stop him from reaching out that mysterious coat she so well concealed.

The quick shower had boosted his body making it fully awake. He had no idea why he suddenly felt the urge to wake up early, it was a Sunday and he had no early business today. Was it just a fast reflex in his brain that caused him to just randomly wake up pass 6 in the morning? His self conscious very well knew that it was "her" that took his sleep away; however, Yamato didn't want to admit such defeat to himself. He already knew the fact that he was attracted to her; he didn't want her to be the reason why he couldn't sleep at night or why he was up so early.

He stepped out from the shower and grabbed the towel that was perched on the rack. He wrapped the towel below his waist and headed towards his room. (The one he and his brother shared.) He carefully and quietly entered the room aware that his younger brother was still in his deep slumber. He walked towards his wardrobe to pick up undergarments and a pair of a clean shirt. His pants were hanged on a hanger inside his closest.

As he dressed he picked up his phone and dialed a number, since he was already up, he might as well began an early practice run.

"Hey Takashi-" Yamato's brows furrowed at his friends respond, "What do you mean Why I'm calling at this time? You dumb-ass," He faintly hissed remember that his younger brother was still sleeping. "Yeah, I get it, we all have a busy schedule, but we make time for it." He paused for a few seconds to hear his friend rant on from the other line; Yamato pinched the tip of his nose with a slight of frustration, he stepped out from his room before he woke up Takeru, "We have the biggest concert of our lives coming up and you are giving me all this bullshit. I don't care how much you drank last night. I really don't care, we need this practice. Call the rest of the gang and we'll meet in Akira's garage, just make sure you wake him up first and let him know we are on our way. " He hanged up the phone and put it inside his pocket; he grabbed his keys and his bass and headed out the door.

While stepping outside the apartment door as he closed it, he looked to his side and stared for a moment at the girl's apartment; He pondered whether she was awake or not, what was her schedule for today. When would he see her again? How would he approach her the next time? When he caught himself from drifting away, he looked away and left.

He made his way down to the corridor that led to the elevator and as he turned, he bumped shoulders with a blue-headed guy with glasses. The blue-headed guy looked at Yamato and bowed. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you!"

Yamato looked surprisingly at him on his courteous manner; the guy looked like he was always nervous about everything. They barely even touched and here this guy was apologizing hastily, as if it was his fault that he bumped to him and afraid that Yamato might throw a hard punch on his face.

"Uh, it's okay... You don't have to apologize, it was an accident" Yamato nervously said, rubbing the back of his head, messing the bits of hair hanging from his neck.

The guy looked at Yamato and gave him a small laugh, "Ha-ha! Silly me. I know, it just felt necessary for me to apologize in such circumstances," The guy gave another weak chortle to the blond, to try to ease the small tension, Yamato raised an eyebrow to the guy in front of him, "It's just the way I am, I am always like that with people around, especially where I come fro-." He hastily stopped at the last sentence; his color had drained from his face and was expeditiously changed to a horror look on his face. He had said too much to this stranger. Normally he would just have excused himself and leave, but for some awkward reason he had made contact with him and talked more than three words to this human. He prayed that maybe he wouldn't ask any further questions and he could just move along, but he was wrong.

From the back of Yamato's head, a small light lit of realization. Something had clicked; this was the same guy he saw coming out from the girl's apartment, yesterday, the same blue hair guy with the big bag and glasses.

"Hold on, where are you from?" He asked hoping he would give out some information about Sora's background. "I saw you yesterday. You were coming from Sora's apartment."

Jyou's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. He had dismissed the reason why he was upset in the first place as he heard Sora's name; now he had his curiosity and his courage showing out again.

"Why do you want to know?"

"I'm just curious; I just wanted to know where she was from because she wouldn't tell me."

Yamato's body felt hot from the gaze the blue-hair boy was fuming at him. Maybe it was a bad idea to ask this guy, he didn't seem to be happy with the answer. Not to mention he was surprised of how dramatically his attitude had change from nervous and polite to strict and cautious. Yamato nervously leaned back trying to fight back the stare that was thrown at him.

The blue hair guy cleared his throat and spoke, "I'm sorry, but where we come from is none of your business, I'm just letting you know sir, you shouldn't meddle with Sora at all, you're sticking your nose in business that is not of your concern."

Yamato wanted to retort back, who the hell was this guy telling him who not to see? But he knew better and decided to not say anything; he had a strong feeling that this guy was dangerous.

"Okay, man, relax, who are you her boyfriend?" He couldn't help himself; he just had to say it.

Jyou turned red from his face, "No! Sora is not my girlfriend! I- I am her friend!" He repeatedly stuttered more words, he tried to approach with a better combat but all he could manage was getting even redder from the face and speaking gibberish nonsense.

"I have to go now." With that he walked away from the blond and made his way towards the girls' apartment.

Yamato looked back at the guy; he had a small smirk on his face. He crossed his arms with satisfaction; he felt that he had won this brawl of words. He turned around and left the building.

Whatever the guy had said now was stuck inside his head, how mysterious were these people? It just brought up more of his curiosity; he noted after practice, he would try to find out what these people were hiding. He knew it wasn't any of his business, but he felt it was his need to know everything about her. This girl was driving him crazy.

Mimi came from her bedroom, her robe wrapped around her warm body, she exhale a loud yawn as she approached the door. "I'm coming!"

The door had been knocked numerous of time until eventually someone would come and see who it was. Mimi opened the door and looked at the person outside.

"What the hell do you think you are doing here at this time? We are trying to sleep!"

Jyou looked appalled on how Mimi's irritation was when she was suddenly woken. It wasn't very attractive.

"I'm so sorry Mimi-chan! But I have orders and it's important, I came to check on Hikari-chan." Mimi grumped half-asleep at the Fairy-Med, she moved so Jyou could enter and directed him towards Hikari's room, as they passed the corridor Sora's head popped from the other room.

"What's with all the yelling, Mimi, who-?" Sora's eyes fell on Jyou's; they drooped at the sight of him. "Oh, it's just Jyou."

"Good Morning Sora," Jyou chirped bowing his head towards her. Sora went back inside her room to grab her robe and headed to Hikari's room. Mimi slowly knocked at her door. A faintly voice was heard from the other side.

"Can we come in, Hikari?"

"Yes." Mimi turned the knob and slightly pushed the door forward. Hikari was on her bed, her upper body raised above the covers.

"Sorry to wake you up, but Jyou here thought it was the perfect time to come in to check up on you. He couldn't wait until ten in the morning." Mimi glared at him with an irritated look.

Jyou stiffen at her malice stare, he bowed to Hikari, "I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep; I know you should be resting but I had to make sure you were okay, if something bad had of happened to you, I would never hear the end of it from Taichi-san."

Hikari just slightly giggled, "its okay, Jyou-san, stop apologizing, I'm better now."

"I have to see it for myself," he walked towards the side of Hikari's bed and placed his hand on her forehead.

"I don't have a fever, silly."

"I know, but I can feel the levels of your energy but just touching your forehead." He slightly moved his palm above her chest close to where her neck was. He nodded as he picked up his analysis on Hikari's health.

"Yes, you do seem better, but you are still weak. Your energy levels aren't where they are supposed to be. You really took a beating from that thing. You won't be able to fight the next battle."

Hikari's shoulders slanted while her head hung on the last comment, "I feel useless now."

Sora hastily rushed to the other side of Hikari's bed and wrapped an arm around her, "Don't say that, sweetie. You are part of the team, its better if you just rest; we wouldn't want you to push yourself to something that you are not ready to take yet. Right, Meems?"

Mimi walked towards them also wrapping an arm around Hikari's and Sora's shoulder. "I completely agree with Sora, it's better for you to just relax and to take it easy for now. But as soon as you get better we will battle and kick butt!"

"Thanks guys, I will do my best to recover and, as Mimi puts it, kick butt." They hugged for a while.

Jyou stared lightly, "Awww isn't that cute," he commented on the happy scene, "I'll just go to the kitchen and make some tea while you guys get ready."

The three girls looked at Jyou with perplexed stares," Ready for what?" Sora asked first.

"Well, I didn't just come just to check on Hikari, I have other task at hand to pass out." He left the room with three confused fairies.

In the meantime, Koushiro had awaken at the sound of his alarm buzzing loudly, he turned to face the unanimated object,7:15, he threw his hand towards the clock and pressed the dismissal button, he pushed himself to sit stretching his arms upwards, then pulling his hands and turning them into fists to rub his black eyes. He slogged to get out of his bed to head towards the bathroom, after he was done using the bathroom, he marched towards the kitchen, to his surprise; Takeru was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Good Morning, Takeru,"

Takeru turned around and smiled brightly to the maroon-headed guy. "Ohayou gozaimasu, Koushiro-sempai."

Koushiro nodded and proceed to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Takeru returned his attention towards the television; he was carefully watching the news.

At this, Koushiro grew curious, Takeru never watched the news, and he didn't wake up until an hour later or so and on weekends he would only wake up early to watch some morning cartoons, despite his age. It just seemed out of the abnormal for Koushiro that all of the sudden Takeru grew interest of the News.

"Takeru-kun, may I ask you something?"

"Shoot, Koushiro."

"Why are you watching the news? You hate the news."

At first he didn't respond Koushiro's question right away; he wanted to make a clear answer to not confuse the maroon-hair guy.

"Things have been going on around Tokyo, strange things; there are just too many reports from different stations about what happened two days ago, the attack on Downtown Tokyo, people witnessing creatures and three young ladies with wings? It just seems… weird. I was wondering if there was another attack or something."

"And you took an interest on that."

"Yeah," Takeru nodded, "It just seems interesting and all, you know, something just caught my eye."

"Well my theory is that aliens are invading! I've done my research and we will soon be invaded by little green men."

Takeru couldn't help himself but to laugh at Koushirou's theory, "Here you go again with the whole alien thing."

"What? They are real!" Koushiro defended slamming his hands on the kitchen counter.

The blond rolled his eyes, "Right, and so is the boogey man and the tooth fairy," He teased, "I'm pretty sure they are together right now having a cup of tea and plotting their next scheme of ruling this place." He pretended to hold a cup sticking his pinky out and bringing forth an imaginary cup to his lips.

Koushiro's eyes narrowed, his nose flaring on Takeru's mockery at his statistics of life outside Earth.

One thing about Takeru's behavior, according to Koushiro's observant nature, was he was the most polite and sweetest boy you would ever meet, but just give him a good reason not to make you mad. He will find something against you and hold it upon it. He also knew pretty well not to make Takeru angry. Already at the age of 19, Takeru was already a black belt in Karate and for that he was well known in school to not be crossed with when he was in a bad mood, which was rare. Takeru was always a happy soul; he never let anything get to him.

"There is another life outside this planet, I know it. I've done the research, and not only that but there is more to this Earth as we know it. Who knows, they might be other worlds connected to this place."

"Geesh, relax man, I was teasing. You don't have to bite my head off." Takeru defended, fanning a hand to Koushiro telling him to cool off. "This is why I started to watch the news, like I said, things are happening and no one seems to have a clue."

Koushiro had calmed down; he turned to the coffee maker, and poured himself a cup of caffeinated liquid. He flipped open his laptop to check for emails.

"Oh, by the way, do you know where my brother went?"

Koushiro looked over his screen and saw Takeru's head turned sideways to look over his shoulder for a response, "Uh, no, I thought he was still sleeping."

"Mmm, no, when I woke up he wasn't there."

"Ah, well I guess he was abducted by aliens," He joked. They both looked at each other for a brief seconds until they broke into a deep laugh.

Jyou sat down on the chair from the dining room table waiting for the girls to be seated; He took a sip from his warm tea then placing the small cup down on the table. He looked to his side and spotted a basket of muffins, with Elevation Majik he summoned the muffin to fly to his palm; he stared at it and then took a bite. He nodded as approval that they were good, "My Goodness, These are great!" He summoned another one and ate it in a few bites, as he finished his last muffin; the three fairies approached the table.

In spite of Hikari's weak on Majik power, she was able to get up from her bed and walk towards the room, Mimi and Sora followed and sat with Jyou.

The girls were no longer in their sleeping garments, they were now dressed and prepare to whatever task Jyou had on his hands.

"Tea, anyone?" he offered the three fairies while they sat down. They all shook their heads but thanked him for the offer.

"Not a tea person, I see, If you ladies drank this tea, I assure-"

"Cut to the chase, Jyou," Sora interrupted, "we are not interested in buying your herbal tea,"

Jyou looked at Sora with a plain stare for a few seconds; he nodded and looked away.

"Well I have some maps here with me," he said while reaching out to his bag and taking a few old rolls of parchments. He spread one of them on the table so the imprints of the map where visible, "these maps are about a hundred years old, as you can tell by now, this city has changed drastically, so some buildings aren't here anymore. That doesn't mean that the powers they held are completely gone. Our jobs are to find a Majik source that can lead us to where this Majik power is leaking from."

Jyou passed the scrolls to the three fairies; they all opened it and saw that Jyou was right. A hundred years ago, there weren't any big buildings like today, they were small, and some parts of the city were covered with forest and trees. It was hard to figure what some parts of the scrolls said; most of the corners of the scrolls were tainted with blotches of unknown substance. The ink was demising away making it harder to read.

"Jyou, why hasn't anyone updated these maps?" asked Mimi trying to read the scroll; she realized that turning the paper upside down wasn't going to help her understand any of the words.

"There was no need to. We didn't bother because we never thought we will return back to this world. It's been more than a hundred years since we've been here."

"Something else happened a hundred years ago?" Sora asked.

"Uh, yeah, it was before the big war started." Jyou rubbed the back of his head nervously.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing important; it's a topic that shouldn't be talked about. We have something else to do first." He cleared his throat as he changed the subject and began to talk, "Our task is to spread through the city and find anything that could be suspicious, as fairies, we can sense and track Majik. After we have found the source that's leaking, we'll try to mend it."

"So that's it? Find the cause then close it for good."

Jyou nodded as a response, "that's right, all you three have to do is help find the source, and I will take care of the rest."

"That sounds boring," Sora frowned as she crossed her hands, "when is the fun part coming up?"

"It sounds easy, doesn't it? Just know not all tasks are a breeze, a lot of power will be drained from you ladies if you aren't careful. There is more than just waving your hands and making everything alright. This is it for now ladies, I will return shortly for any other commands from the Leader, try to review your maps." The ladies began to get up; Sora grabbed hers and began to walk away when she felt a warm hand hold her arm. She turned around and saw Jyou's eyes looking at hers. "I need to talk to you in private, Sora."

They walked towards the balcony for more privacy, Jyou moved the curtains from the outside to avoid stares from the other girls, and with his Majik he cast a spell on the doors.

"What was that for?" Sora asked.

"For more privacy, I don't want them to hear anything."

This is serious, Sora thought.

"Sora, I know you don't want to marry Taichi." Sora's heart began to pump in a fast pace. She didn't want to be in this conversation, she wanted to leave. "I don't understand why he's doing this. It's wrong for him to force you to make such a decision you don't want to. I know I'm not the only one who has noticed how Taichi has changed through all these years. He wasn't always like this. And I think you took it the hardest when he began to drift away from us."

Sora leaned on the rail of the balcony looking down at the street below, she watched as the pedestrians passed through the roads.

"He was my best friend." She finally spoke, now looking towards the sky, "after the death of my parents, his parents took me in, since then we became friends. We joked and played everyday, he made me forget the pain I had after the loss of my mom and dad. I always saw him as a big brother as my guardian. But after we got older he had responsibilities as the next Leader of our Council. When it was time for him to take the roll as a Head, he became selfish, stubborn, and ignorant. He said things like he was too much important to hang around with us, he is better than anybody; he became a person I couldn't stand being around. All that power went through that bushy head of his."

Jyou nodded, "I see, so you don't love him?"

Sora quickly turned around to see the Fairy-Med, "Of course not! I don't love him like that! I don't even know what love feels like... I know my hatred was focused more on the things he said back then, but I have to admit that he has changed; he is not a bad Leader, he has lead our people through a good path. He has helped many of our kind. Hating him now because of something that happened long ago is kind of childish of my part. He's not a bad person."

Jyou nodded again listening to everything Sora had said. "It seems to me that you are still living in the pass, Sora, I think you should let go of that anger, and forgive Taichi."

"Pshh, I won't forgive him until he apologizes to me first, for making me go through all this because of his stubbornness."

"You just said he wasn't a bad person."

"He's not! He's just stupid, leader. Why me of all people did he chose to marry? Why couldn't it be someone else? I didn't ask for this." She buried her head inside her arms.

"I guess you were the best fit for him, I guess he doesn't see through the damage he made and he thinks this would be the best way to fix it."

"I guess; I'm doing what's best for me."

For a few minutes they stayed quiet until Sora spoke again, "Is that all you wanted to talk about?"

Jyou inclined his back towards the rail of the balcony crossing his hands, "Actually, no. Sora, I hope you took my warning seriously about not talking to that human again."

"What do you mean?" Sora's eyes narrowed at the blue-head Fairy-Med.

"I bumped into him this morning."

"How do you know it was him?"

"He mentioned your name. Sora, I don't want you to get involved with him. Humans aren't meant to be with fairies."

"Oh My Goodness!" Sora threw her hands up in the air, "I don't love the guy! Jyou you have to believe me I am not seeing the man on purpose. It's not like we made out or something!" she irritating defended.

"You better not, you'll be in deep trouble if you are seen with him, and you have to promise me you won't see him again."

"Promise," she indolently said, rolling her eyes at the Fairy-Med, "is this conversation over?"

"Yes," with a wave of his hand the spell was removed from the door and both entered inside. Hikari and Mimi were in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

Mimi looked over at the sound of the sliding doors, he looked at the two. Sora looked at her and saw that look on her face that told her that she wanted to know what had happened.

"Jyou would you like to join us for breakfast?" Hikari asked as she flipped some eggs.

Jyou looked at the clock on the wall from the living room, to his surprise it was almost ten.

"Oh dear, is it that time already? Wow, I'm sorry but I have to pass, thank you for the offer Hikari-chan, I need to go back to the Leader, I'll be right back in a couple of hours so make sure you ladies are prepare, got it?

"Hold on Jyou, does that mean Hikari is going too?" Mimi asked, "I still think she needs to rest."

"She won't be fighting any creatures, but if she needs the rest she can stay, whatever she decides to do. Take care ladies; I'll be seeing you in a few hours." With that he left the apartment.

"I think you should just stay here and rest, Hikari." Sora worrying suggested, "It would make me feel a lot better if you did."

Hikari began to put the plates on the table, she looked at Sora with such a warm smile, "I know, and it's okay, I want to recuperate as soon as possible so I can battle with you guys. I will stay today."

Mimi and Sora were glad to hear of Hikari's news; they felt that they would be at ease knowing that Hikari would not be joining them. All three fairies sat down and began to eat, Sora knew sooner or later they were going to ask what Jyou told her, but for now she wanted to enjoy her meal.

He thought it was a good idea to refresh the whole group but it just didn't work out like he planned inside his head. All there was inside was her all over; her smile, her eyes, her face, her giggle. What was it that attracted him the most about her?

His band mates realize his strange behavior as they practice their new song.

"You got it bad." One of them had told him, "It has to be a girl if you are acting this weird."

They were right, it was a girl. Not just any girl it was Sora, last name unknown yet, like that matter. The gang knew that he was never really interested in any girl in particular. He was charming and flirtatious with any of his fans but he never actually thought of dating in fact, he never actually dated, to him none of them were worth dating, they all seem so fake. But Sora was a natural beauty, she didn't need heavy make up to make her face look attractive, she was already attractive, she didn't need her hair to be constantly changed of color. He loved her auburn color; it reminded him of autumn, a calming season.

If he told himself he just 'liked' her, he would be lying to himself. He knew better.

"You know what Yamato, let's call it a day and we can practice again when your head is clear, it seems that, you can't concentrate in the beat."

And that was what he did; he decided to just go before he made himself look like a dumb-ass. He had to see her again.

Jyou had reappeared again after a few hours; the two fairies had reviewed their maps and knew where they were going.

"I hope you guys are ready for our small trip, this could take hours. You are well fed and energy levels are good. And now we head out!" Jyou pointed towards the door marching towards it.

Mimi and Sora looked at each other, hopelessly.

"Aye, Aye Captain."

The fairies turned to see at the other fairy, Hikari watched as they were about to leave, however they had turned around to see her, they walked and gave her a hug, "You just rest, we will be back as soon as possible. Get better."

"I'll be okay, I promise, I mean what am I going to do here? I don't think any creatures will barge in and attack."

"Hikari is right!" Jyou intercepted between the fairies, "I have put different defensive spells around this apartment so no bad creature or spirit may enter. She will be fine, as long as she doesn't walk out from here."

Hikari nodded, "Go on, I'll be here when you guys return."

"Jyou are you going to transport us to different parts?"

Jyou turned around and laughed, "What? No, I can't do that, I have orders from the Leader and we have to do it like humans do, so no magical transportation. Besides, I rented a car; we will be going as tourists."

"You rented a car, Jyou?" Sora concernedly asked. She remembered the car drive with Yamato. Yamato, what a sweet name, I shouldn't be thinking about him at a time like this. She couldn't help herself, the ride felt great, that day was great. She shook her head to remove the memories. "Have you driven a car before?"

"Sadly, no, but I spend hours studying the mechanism of automobile from this book I bought in a bookstore called Driving for Dummies. We'll see how well I do."

"I'm worried for my life now," Sora said as Mimi nodded as her answer.

"He's going to kill us." The pink-headed girl panicked.

The two fairies and the Fairy-Med waved as they headed out the door. Hikari just looked back with great sadness.

To his disappointment, there was nothing on TV related to new attacks, he gave up and turned the TV off. He looked at the clock and saw that it was almost noon. I wonder where he went. Maybe I should call him. He dug inside his packet to take his phone out; he began to press some numbers when he heard the doorbell rang. He stopped and hung the phone. "That could be him; he probably forgot his keys or something." He walked towards the door opening. To his surprise it wasn't his brother, His eyes widen at the unexpected visitor in front of him, "Dad! What are you doing here?"

"May I come in, son?" Hiroaki asked.

Takeru lightly shook his head from surprise, "I'm sorry, of course, come in."

The blond closed the door behind him. Hiroaki looked around the apartment as if he was looking for something or someone. "I was going to call you guys but I thought I would rather visit."

"Here let me take your coat, dad." Without warning he removed the coat from his hand and threw it at the couch.

"Uh, thanks," his dad said strangely as he looked at his son, "Where's Yamato? I need to speak with him."

"Funny, I was about to call him before you knocked. I don't know where he went, he probably went to rehears or something," he suggested, "Would you like something to drink dad?"

"Sake," he formally said as if he was in a bar ordering a glass.

"Ha-ha, very funny dad, you know well that we don't drink."

"I know, sorry," he sighed as he sat down on the couch, "I've been stressed the last two days, with these occurrences and what not."

Takeru looked up while pouring a glass of water from the pitcher, "What kind of occurrences? You mean with the creatures appearing?" He took the glass and gave it to his dad. His dad thanked him as he took it, "Yeah, how do you know about them?"

"I've been watching the news," Takeru said as he sat across the other sofa to face his father.

"You watch the news?" he shockingly asked.

Takeru rolled his eyes, "What is it with everybody asking me the same thing, I started to watch the news not too long ago, I'm just curious. Geesh!"

His dad chuckled as he took a long sip from his water. He wiped the edges of his mouth with his sleeve and looked at his son.

Takeru stared back and notice how old his dad now looked, how long has it been since he last saw him? He remembered it was when Yamato still lived with him a few years ago, and he came to visit. He realized he had come on the wrong time. That day they had a scuffle about something stupid, and at the end it turned Yamato yelling and getting out of the house. Takeru awkwardly left to his home. He remembered later that day Yamato called to apologize.

To break the quiet moment, Takeru spoke first, "So, why do you want to talk to Yamato? Is it something important?"

"I have questions to ask him, he might be able to answer them for me. I might have a witness to the events of yesterday's mayhem at the mall."

"There was another attack? But it wasn't on the news."

"Yes well, they want to keep it hush-hush for now; they feel like the public is not ready for news like that. It might be too much of a shock for some people."

"Who are 'they'?"

"Some folks working for the police, probably the FBI or something, I don't know. I do know that I may get the answers I may be looking."

A small nose came from the corridor of the rooms. Koushiro had heard voices and was curious who was Takeru talking to.

"Ah, Mr. Ishida, how are you doing?" He formally shook his hand at the older guy.

"I'm fine, Koushiro, thank you," he returned the gesture.

"Are you here to see the guys? It appears that one of them is missing?"

"Yeah, he hasn't come back, I was about to call him, I should call him now," As he started to dialed, the door to the entrance had opened, "Oh, well speak of the devil."

Yamato came in placing his guitar on the side of the door while tossing his keys at the kitchen counter top. "Hey guys, I'm-" His eyes hardened at the sight of his dad sitting down, his blue eyes pierced through him.

Oh boy, this does not look good, Takeru thought as he looked back and forth, dad, brother, dad, brother again.

Hiroaki stood from his position to greet his son, "Yamato, its good to see you son."

Yamato stiffen, he was mad, why was he here? Did he want money? No he has money. "What do you need?"

Koushiro felt awkward being surrounded when it came to family feuds, he excused himself and went to his room.

Takeru felt that he should be there just in case a fight broke but it really was nothing to do with him. "Guys, I'll give you some privacy, I'll be back, but when I do, I don't want to see any of you with a black eye because you will have to answer to me and then both will have more than just a black eye."

He walked towards his big brother and whispered to his ear, "Just listen to what he has to say, don't do anything stupid, okay big brother." He smiled at him warmly. That smiled never meant anything good, it was a warning. Yamato nodded and sat on the couch where Takeru was once seated.

The younger blond left the door and carefully tried to listen to what was inside. There was no yelling, that was a good start.

Now he was outside and he didn't know what to do. He smiled as he looked to his side at the girl's apartment. Maybe he did know what he was going to do.

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