The sound of the motorcycle was muffled from the helmet on her head. The wind whipping passed them made Haruka shiver, even with the leather jacket she was wearing, and the warmth from her captor. She felt slightly awkward having her arms wrapped around him. She had just met him a couple days ago and ever since he's only said minimal words to her. In his defense, she hasn't said a single word to him since she woke up...

-Two days earlier-

Haruka stood in the kitchen staring at the man across the room who captured her, her hands still bound behind her back, dried blood coated the side of her head and lip. She could feel a sour taste in her mouth, and her splitting head ache wasn't helping matters much.

"What do you want with me?" Haruka hissed at him. The man took a few steps towards her, causing Haruka to cautiously step back.

"You're the pre-cog cop everybody has been talking about. You're going to be a great asset to me, and you're going to help protect me. The cops won't get near me with you by my side, they all think I'll kill you in an instant if they even try to,"

Haruka sneered at him, "You wouldn't kill me even if you wanted to you vile pig," she immediately regretting saying that, as in a split second the man seemed to almost jump across the table and appeared in front of her. He took out a throwing knife and pressed it against her cheek, pressing her whole body against the wall behind her.

"No? You don't think I could? Did you see what I did to your friend back at the bank? She was bleeding pretty bad, I'm pretty sure you don't want to end up like her,"

Enraged, she snarled at him and spat in the mans face. In retaliation he made a shallow cut in Haruka's cheek, dropping the knife and grabbing both sides of her face with his hand, jerking her head upwards and leaning in close to her.

"You better fuckin' watch yourself, I'll make sure you will never see the light of day again for as long as you live. Do that again, and I'll maim your pretty little face so hard no one will ever recognize you again."

That face imprinted in her mind, she could never shake it off. She could safely say that this man frightened her, his angry gaze, his tall build, and his constant straight-faced demeanor, everything sent her into a hole into the ground. She had no choice but to follow him.

Haruka learned his name just the day before, Hijikata Mamoru. She recognized it from her training, but didn't know anything other then his name, and that he was dangerous. There had also been something off about him, something she couldn't put her finger on. This was the first time they had gone out on a mission together since her capture, otherwise she was locked up in a room.

Mamoru stopped the motorcycle in an alley way, Haruka unwrapped her hands around his body and sat up taking her helmet off, hopping off the bike. She watched as Mamoru got off the bike and took his helmet off as well, revealing his face. This was the first time Haruka had seen it in broad daylight, and everything seemed to make sense; the sunglasses, his sword, the way he never looks at her straight in the eyes; but his actions otherwise deceived any notion of it being true. He took a case out of his jacket pocket and opened it revealing his sunglasses, he slide them on his face and looked around, locking his final gaze on Haruka.

"What are you looking at?" he retorted, startling Haruka. She shook her head and lifted up the back seat and set the helmet inside it. It was hard to believe a man like this could be such a cold-blooded killer, he just seemed constantly grumpy. She peeked back at Mamoru, watching him press a button on the handle of the bike, releasing a compartment for his sword. He took it out and closed the compartment, hanging the helmet on the handle. "C'mon, lets go. You lead,"

Haruka walked passed Mamoru, feeling an evil aura as she did, and headed out of the alley and into the public streets. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and heard his cane tapping against the ground. She saw this coming, otherwise she would have apprehended who ever came into contact with her, especially with her world being turned upside down like this. This had to have been an act to disguise him from being noticed,

"Cross the street to the left and go down about three blocks. We should be close by then," Mamoru spoke softly enough so that no one but Haruka could hear, she nodded in response and followed his directions. "If you can tell what's going to happen next, start collecting information once we get there, I'll need you most then,"

"What kind of weapons do they have?"

"Guns, and lots of them. As far as I can tell there are no snipers in the vicinity, but stay away from windows just in case. They're only on the top floor though so you don't have to worry about anybody coming from behind," the speaker in his headset crackled again, "Try not to get yourself killed, I know how well you are with lots of guns..."

Mamoru gritted his teeth sensing the last bit of sarcasm, "Yeah thanks for the vote of confidence... Haruka, how many guys are around the corner?"

Haruka closed her eyes and stood for a moment, "... Seven of them. All are armed with at least one gun," she muttered to Mamoru. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, exchanging glances with him.

"You have a gun right? Use it as much as you need to with your abilities," Mamoru walked passed Haruka, as she took her weapon out of its holster and readied it. He walked out into the middle of the hallway and spotted four men right away, turning to see him appear.

"You fuckers ready to party?" Mamoru said darkly, unsheathing his sword and running forward towards the closest guy, slicing his sword upwards, cutting clean through his right arm holding the gun. Then turning the sword around in his hand pointing the blade at the man, he thrust it into his chest, kicking the man down and bringing his sword out.

The other men then started to shoot at Mamoru at the sight of their first fallen comrade, Haruka joined in and started shooting back. Mamoru watched as the bullets flew past him, one landing into a mans head taking him down immediately and the other one hitting another in the shoulder. Mamoru side swiped his sword right through the mans neck, sending him straight to the ground.

The fourth man screamed in horror and turned to run away, but not before Mamoru reached into his pocket and took out three throwing knives sliding them between four of his fingers, and whipping them at the man, two hitting his back, one in his neck and the fourth lodged into his head. That slowed him down enough for Mamoru to come up behind him and stab the man in the back with his sword, hearing the mans cries of pain fill the hallway.

The three other men Haruka said were there turned around another corner in front of Mamoru, and they stopped and looked at Mamoru. His head was down looking at the man he just stabbed, ripping the sword out of him sideways through his ribs, taking out a large chunk of his torso while doing so. Mamoru grinned darkly as he tilted his head up slightly to look at the three other men, lifting his sword up and swinging it down swiftly swishing away the blood on it.

All three of the men screamed in horror and started to run the opposite way, "HARUKA!" Mamoru yelled, summoning her to run with him after them, she complied and started running ahead and shot at the men, taking one down after a bullet flew into his leg, Mamoru following up with a slice up the middle of his back, starting at the base of the spine and ending at his head and letting him bleed out. Mamoru caught up with the second one, and sliced at his legs, cutting them clean off and stabbing his sword through the man's hand as he hit the ground.

He looked up as the other guy ran around the corner. Taking his sword out, Mamoru started running after him. As he did he heard Haruka gasp.

"Mamoru! Wait! It's a trap!" Haruka cried out.

Indeed it was a trap, as Mamoru rounded the corner and started running at full speed where five more guys awaited him and started shooting at him. He dodged most of them, until one bullet grazed his right forearm, and another pierced him in the shoulder. Mamoru lost his balance as he was running forward and ran into the wall to his right, taking more throwing knives out of his jacket and hitting the two guys closest to him in their faces. Haruka came up in front of him and started shooting at the remaining three men, taking them down one by one.

"Stupid girl... why didn't you tell me there were more guys?!" Mamoru spoke angrily through gritted teeth, trying to shake off the pain in his shoulder. He would have to use his sword double handed and leading with his left to compensate for the lack of strength from his right arm.

"I'm sorry! I didn't have a lot of time to see that far ahead and it happ-" Haruka was cut off by Mamoru grunting as he started to walk.

"Shut up and lets keep going, we're almost there,"

"Blade, you're injured. Keep in mind the task at hand though," the voice whispered in his ear, obviously not caring for his well being.

"Thank you, I realize that. Every one shut up so I can focus," Mamoru rushed ahead, stopping at the door at the end of the hallway and kicking it down revealing a penthouse office; an empty one at that. Mamoru cursed loudly and walked up to the desk to see if anything was left behind. He picked up a piece of paper and handed it to Haruka,

"Here, take this and read it to me later. We have to get out of here before..."

"Blade get out of there, that whole wall behind the desk is windows, I know I said stay away from them but you gotta take the girl and jump out, there's a ledge shortly below the window you can step down onto, and a ladder to get down to the alley below."

Mamoru didn't hesitate, he sheathed his sword, grabbed Haruka by the waist and ran to what looked like a solid wall to him. He sliced at it and heard the shattering glass, jumping down on to the ledge and then ran along the wall to the metal ladder staircase as the room they were just in ten seconds before exploded. He threw Haruka onto the metal stair case below with his left arm, him following after and they made their way down towards the alley below.

Haruka hopped off the last ladder onto the ground, watching Mamoru do the same, and fall clumsily and slump against the wall beside them, sitting on the floor panting. He watched as Haruka scurried over and knelt down beside him.

"Mamoru! You're bleeding really bad..." Haruka tore off a piece of her shirt and folded it applying pressure to his wound. "Hold your hand against this while I go get some supplies!"

"You're not going anywhere, remember our deal?" Mamoru spoke through raspy breaths, grabbing her sleeve with his right hand as she got up.

"Well I'm sure as hell not going to sit here and watch you bleed to death, you're going to have to trust me on this!" she spoke through upcoming tears, and looked back at Mamoru hoping he would comply.

Mamoru breathed heavily and let go of her sleeve and letting his arm drop to the ground, and watched as Haruka ran out of the alley, but not before looking back at him before turning the corner.