Kovuya stood in the operating room clasping his hands. He was shaking violently and he was still dazed. He couldn't believe Victor had actually said that in front of him. CR-S01 stepped into the operating room and looked at Kovuya.

"Kovuya had definitely changed after what Victor had said" S01 thought to himself. He knew that Kovuya would greet everyone he passes but this time Kovuya didn't greet him. "Trauma…" S01 thought. S01 walked up to the operating table and stood opposite of him. Today he is to watch Kovuya and see whether he knows how to 'cut'.

The patient was pushed in, he was already unconscious. Kovuya took a deep breath and thought to himself "Its now or never" .S01 spoke "Let us begin"

The operation goal was to remove tumors in the intestine. First things first. Surgery is similar to embalming but just that Surgery has more steps. First, Antibiotic gel. Scalpel, cut straight. Survey. Begin. S01 explained the process, nodding his head Kovuya did as what S01 said. Except it was so robotic in his mind.

Ultrasound. Found it. Drain. Scalpel. Excise. Forceps. Extraction. Blood…. Drain. Forceps again. Synthetic membrane. Place it. Antibiotic gel. Repeat.

Kovuya worked on and on without stopping. "he's like a machine! He didn't even waver and he didn't even slow down…" Maria gasped. Tomoe turned to Irene. "Did you know about this?" Tomoe asked warily. Irene nodded her head, "the government had told me about his skills that he hid within himself. To the government, such skills can be of use to the society." Naomi shook her head " You do know he has no actual skill right? He is no match to us…" But they continued to watch him.

Ultrasound. Found it. Drain. Scalpel. Excise. Forceps. Extraction. Blood…. Drain. Forceps again. Synthetic membrane. Place it. Antibiotic gel. Repeat. Ultrasound….
Nothing….

Ultrasound….
Nothing….

Kovuya tried a few times and finally stopped. S01 didn't asked him to continue and he claims " Its over, we can close this operation" Kovuya did as he was told. Close up. Sutures. Antibiotic gel. Bandage. Operation complete. "Let this disease pass from this world" S01 muttered.

Kovuya sat in the lounge, staring at the newspaper. He wasn't paying attention at all, just so distracted. "Operation was a successful one, you will be transferred to the surgeon sector" a voice spoke behind him. Standing up he turned around to face Victor. Victor still had his scowl plastered on his face. "Why did you do that?" Kovuya asked slowly. "The government will always get their way, better let it out than push it to the most crucial time…" Victor said as he turned on his heel and stalk off.

Victor was unusually nice enough to postpone all the appointments that everyone was suppose to have on the same day. Kovuya suspects he is just mocking him. He lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling, last thing he ever wanted to do was nothing. He would rather face everyone right now than to wait. Turning over he stuffed his face into the pillow wanting to suffocate himself, bad idea. His asthma started strangling his throat. Desperately he searched for his inhaler, luckily he placed it beside his paperwork. After taking his puffs he looked at his paperwork. Sighing, he laid his head on the desk and his arms wrapping his head. Too much stress, how he wish he was sleeping in a cold place where no one will touch him. Maybe that's it. He straightened himself and stared at the wall instead. Maybe he should be a Mortician, but a part mortician and a part diagnostician surgeon seems really off. Groaning he decided to starve himself the whole day, except dinner.

"Damn him!" Maria growled "Why couldn't he just tell the truth?!". Naomi sighed "He does not have actual surgeon skills, that's why he did not claim he could operate" silence filled the room, Naomi is right. He never had any diplomas or actual skills to operate. He only knew how to actually hold a scapel after watching behind the scenes of operations. His memory was what had given him the 'skills'. Soon,they left the hospital,scattered around the city.

Derek stared at his documents,nibbling at the end of the pen. The doors slide open and Tyler walked in."Yo dude! Whatcha busy with" Tyler chirped with a grin on his face. Looking up from his paper Derek answered "Just looking through documents of Kovuya" Tyler's grin vanished,walking over towards Derek he looked at the documents too. "it seems like he is not what we think" Tyler muttered. Derek sighed and passed the paper to Tyler "Indeed,we can't say he is a miracle doctor like also can't say he has a gift like the Healing Touch. Yet in a way he is different but not higher than us." Derek said wile taking off his glasses and wiping it. Tyler shrugged and read the document

"Ghost Mortician, Kovuya Kifo. No skill in surgery,diagnostic skills are high. With photographic memory, learn skill of surgery, uses it illegally for the mortuary. Unknown whereabouts of the parent location,unable to locate and contact. Mothers death certificate verified. Father and relatives believed to be in certificate in Young Arrow Hospital. Unknown family background,raised by the father until of mature age before disowning. Sent to the Educational Cross Orphangae. Kovuya moved to USA,Flordia. Enrolled in White Wing University. Studied Diagnostics Medical, Psychiatry, Dermatology, Neurology, Cardiology, and Biochemistry. Little experience of surgery. Psychiatry, Dermatology and Biochemistry have slight links to Diagnostics Medical. Neurology and Cardiology relates to treatement…"

Tyler flipped the pages of the thick document. It was filled with his grades, which areas of topics he was strong in. Everything that he did, when he entered school, which books he borrowed, how well done was his work, when he logged into the school internet, when he went to the nurse and what the nurse treated, which teacher he talked to, when he left the school. Where he lived, where his income came from, what he worked as, how much he earned. What public library he went to, what public library books he borrowed, when he signed into the public library internet. When he left the public library, where he went for food, how much he spend on, how long he stays there, what he does there.

Everything in specific year, month, date, day, hour, minutes, seconds.

On the last page, held a stamp.

He looked up at Derek and stuttered "T-This… This… This belongs to the Government!"

Derek sighed and looked away " Victor managed to get hold of it. It seems that the government had started collecting information about him when the news of a Ghost Mortician came out to the public. Either way, something is bothering me…" "well? What is bothering you?" Derek got up and took the paper,flipping to a specific page and pointed at the word 'illegally'. "Governments obviously cannot stand people doing illegal things so why is Kovuya not in jail?" Tyler scrunched his face and said "Well, who knows… Maybe Kovuya and the Government made a deal?" Derek sighed again and placed the document on the table " Even if they did, when was the deal?"
Tyler shrugged "Why do you bother? This is something we cannot interfere."

"This is something no one can interfere" said the voice on the phone, Kovuya said nothing while his cell phone was held to his ear. Meekly he answered "I understand" " Good, after all this is a deal that is illegal" Kovuya bit his lips to stop himself from sighing "Yes, I understand" "Alright, but I have a favour to ask" He answered stiffly " Yes?" " I need you to operate on the prime minister's daughter,if not then find me the best doctor you know to help." Closing his eyes he answered "Very well" " hm… Good day…"
-beep-…-beep-…..-beep-
Kovuya placed the phone down and pinched the bridge of his nose. They are still monitoring him, even after he thought he go rid of them. They probably knew, he was a drifter between two organization. The government and the underworld. His phone rang again, groaning he picked it up and spoke politely. "hello?" "I see you moved to USA…" he stifled a gasp, they found him? "Yes,yes indeed I moved to USA" he answered. " Alright, but remember you have a debt to pay off, you have to finish what you started after all!" the voice snickered. Closing his eyes he answered " A few thousand more right?" "Yea, and after that you need to sign that document and send it to White Dove" Once again,the line went dead.

Placing his cell phone down onto the table he begin shuffling about the documents on his table. Finally he stopped, picked up a piece of paper and looked at it. The whole list of numbers typed out and printed onto the paper. Looking down on his table he picked up his cell phone again. Punched in some numbers and held it to his ear again.

"Hello?" Kovuya kept silent.. "hello? Who is this?" still, he kept his mouth shut " The hell, what kind of joke is this!" …"….keyword?" Kovuya took a deep breath and said " Underworld Organization" there was silence on the phone before the person answered " ID?" " Code name: Memory Key" the person on the other line snickered "Ah! Kovuya!" Kovuya sighed and said " Meet me at the café tomorrow and I'll hand it over" "Wait! I don't even know which café you are talking about!" scowling he answered " You have been on my back ever since I left to USA so stop fooling about" He hung up.

The man placed his phone in his pocket and smirked, that Kovuya is a lot more smarter than what the Underworld Organization thinks. Sighing he got off the bench and started to make his way home. His name was Itimna Uwak and he was a stalker, following his prey stealth. Like a Black raven, that was the meaning of his name in Filipino. Memory Key, or Kovuya Kifo sure knows how to blend his name… Sort of… Kovuya Kifo, in Swahili it means Scar of Death, Kovu Ya Kifo. His was Itimna Uwak which means in Filipino Black Raven, Itim Na Uwak.

Maybe he should just get the papers now…

The car lazily moved on the road, Tomoe looked out and watched the scenery crawl past her. Ah, is that not Kovuya's apartment? Yes, there on the third door with the window closed. Wait who is that? Tomoe watched as a man with black long hair stood in front of the window, slowly pushing it open. Her eyes widened and quickly "Stop! .Hanzo! Stop the car!" Immediately the car halted and Tomoe stumbled out. "Malady! What is the matter?!" Hanzo questioned " No time to explain, wait here!" she ordered and quickly,she made her way to the house.

Kovuya was conscious but just had his eyes closed. Lying straight on the bed clasping his hands together and his head rested in between two fluffy pillows. He looks like he was dead corpse, embalmed. "Hello~?" A voice sliced into his mind. Gasping he suddenly sat up and saw him creeping into the window. " What… Hey I told you tomorrow!" Itinmna just grinned at him before closing the distance between them at a very fast pace. Immediately, Kovuya's body reacted. Turning to his side he tried to roll off the bed but he was too slow. Itinma grabbed his shoulder and forced him back on the bed. Sitting on top of Kovuya's chest he leered at him. "How are you feeling today? Quite short of breath yes?" Kovuya squirmed as Itinma held onto both of his wrist. Suddenly his throat constricted, and kovuya couldn't breathe. Itimna growled as Kovuya choked and gasped, he leaned to the drawer on the right and pulled out the inhaler. Letting go of one of Kovuya's hand in the process, before he could give it to him. Kovuya had already snatched it out of his hand and was inhaling it. Itimna rolled his eyes before drawing out a dagger strapped on his thigh. As Kovuya puffed he watched Itinma played with the blade.

Itimna flicked his wrist and place the tip of the blade on Kovuya's throat. Immediately Kovuya held his breath before sighing. He knew Itinma wouldn't cut him on the throat. He was merely doing it for pleasure. Itimna frowned when he realized he got little response to that threat. Shrugging he shifted himself down to his abdomen before slicing the shirt. Fear struck Kovuya as Itimna now pointed the blade at his heart. The flesh covering his heart pulsed onto the blade upon every beat.

"Kovuya!" A voice shouted , both men turned their heads. Tomoe was in the room, growling Itimna pushed himself off Kovuya and placed his dagger back into its original position. He stood a few meters away from Tomoe, smirking. " Hey, Kovuya, tell me that's not your girlfriend." Kovuya didn't say anything other than glaring at him. Tomoe then drew a kunai from her sleeves, Itimna shrugged and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Whoa girl, don't need to get so protective" Tomoe stood in a offence position and stared at him. Itimna gave a neutral look, with his mouth lopsided. Slowly his eyes drifted around the room, back to Tomoe then to Kovuya. Kovuya and Itimna stared at each other for a good three seconds. Kovuya kept his eyes solely at Itimna before flickering to the right, back to Itimna and back to the right again. Slowly, Itimna's focus lazily shifted to the right.

Another window…

Slowly drifting his eyes back, he sees Tomoe still in the offensive stance. Sighing he drew his hands out of his pockets and said " You sure don't want to let me go do you" . Tomoe's eyes narrowed, Itimna smirked before jumping forward. Tomoe too jumped forward but didn't expect Itimna to jump back. Turning around, he smashed the window and glass pieces flew everywhere.

Tomoe shield her eyes so as to avoid the glass pieces from hurting her. When she finally let her hands fall, he was gone.