The next morning the duo set up in a back corner at a local cafe. It was the only place they could do some research and still be some what hidden by the outside world. Mamoru sat in the chair with his arms crossed against his chest and cane propped up against the table. Haruka sat across from him drinking some tea, and typing away at the laptop Mamoru gave her to use. Why a blind man had a laptop was beyond her but it was better than nothing. Next to her was the piece of paper Mamoru had picked up from the desk before they were blown out of the building the previous day. His face was constantly skewed into a frown from the constant typing.

"What are you looking up now?" Mamoru said, and by the tone of his voice he was more than perturbed.

"How to read braille, because you're the shittiest blind person ever and can't read it. It's obvious this was supposed to be given to you, otherwise it wouldn't be in braille." Haruka responded sternly, causing Mamoru to roll his eyes.

"I don't need to read it, there fore I won't waste the time to learn it. Besides, that's what I have you for."

Haruka glared at him, and picked up the piece of paper, running her finger over it and looking at it closely. "If I can differentiate where a letter starts and ends I should be able to decipher it by just looking at it..." she turned her attention back to the laptop screen, "Hmmm... oh! Ah ha! Here we go," she exclaimed excitedly and started to jot down notes. Meanwhile Mamoru was listening to his ear piece.

"Once you get what is on the paper, tell me so I can send you information about it. I have a feeling I know what it is, but I want to be sure. Also next time you get back to your place there will be a new sword waiting for you, I did some tests on your current one and it's starting to wear down from forcibly attacking people and slicing them up, you know I don't care about it but watch yourself before you get into some serious trouble. I have a hard enough time trying to cover your ass with the higher ups..."

"Yeah... sure." he was only half listening after a while, he ended up scanning the area around the cafe for possible steak outs and snipers.

"By the way, that girl you got following you around... is she pretty adorable? When are you gonna-" Mamrou cut the receiver out so he didn't have to hear him anymore, that wasn't a subject he was about to get into with her sitting next to him.

"Does the word... "swan" mean anything to you? Because that's what this piece of paper says," Haruka chimed in, disrupting Mamoru's train of thought. He turned the transceiver back on.

"Did you hear that? Swan... isn't that linked to?"

"Yes, one of the branches of the Yazuka. The man you're looking for is the one who started to traffic drugs, Morimoto. He is over seas at the moment and won't return to Tokyo for a few more days. So you'll have to lay low until then," the voice crackled in his ear again, Mamoru displeased from the wait he would have to endure.

"No, I can't just lay low until then. There's gotta be something before it, he wouldn't just let me jump into his arms like that. Do some more research for us will ya?" Mamoru furrowed his brow and gripped his cane. Haruka closed the laptop and looked at Mamoru.

"So... what now?"

"Instead of waiting two days until "Swan" is back in Japan, my partner is gonna find a location for us to search for more informations. I'll need your skills then to pin point the area for me, where he is unable to track from the outside."

Haruka nodded, but looked puzzled, "So who is your partner anyways?" she asked playing with the salt and pepper shakers on the table, looking up at him after rearranging them a few times.

Mamoru shrugged, "I've never met him in person, at least as far as I know. He created the technology in my glasses and developed the specs for it and my cane, so for all I know he could block his facial recognition from my sight. He's never told me his name, but I know he has connections with nearly everybody somehow,"

This was the most Haruka had ever heard Mamoru speak. "So why do you go around doing jobs for this guy if you've never met him?" she took a sip of her tea, making a bit of a face afterward. It had gotten cold from letting it sit for so long.

Mamoru paused before speaking, "Because he gives me a purpose in life. In exchange for giving me my glasses and the sword, I've been hired as an assassin to do jobs for him. With a talent in swordsmanship what else is a blind man to do?" he said pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

Haruka didn't respond and looked down at her now cold tea, she didn't have a response for that. Even she couldn't think of what she would do if she lost her eyesight. She looked around the cafe, many couples and co-workers having a meal together, some men reading the paper, others studying on their laptop. One man in particular caught her eye, as if she recognized him. The man looked over his paper, and for a moment their eyes met. Immediately she looked away, and out of her peripherals she noticed the man put the paper down, and stand up to walk out of the cafe. Just then she watched Mamoru stand up and grab his cane.

"C'mon, lets go. I have a feeling we're being watched. Out the back way where the motorcycle is." Mamoru said as he rushed out the back door next to them, Haruka quickly shoving the laptop into the bag and following him into the alley way. Mamoru had already started up the motorcycle and had Haruka's helmet ready for her. She quickly grabbed it and positioned herself behind him on the bike and he zoomed off before Haruka could completely put her helmet on. As soon as she put it on all the way she could hear Mamoru's voice through the headset.

"Someone was watching us, weren't they?"

Haruka paused, she didn't know whether to be truthful with him or not, she did recognize the man as a detective from the station. She didn't know his name though, and had only met him a few times, but she had a gut feeling that he was going to be there. More visions caught on, it wouldn't be the first time they would meet like that.

"Y-Yeah...," Haruka said quietly, not sure if it was audible enough for Mamoru to hear.

"Hold onto something, I need to speed up," Mamoru warned her, dropping the subject all together. Haruka quickly wrapped her arms around his torso, her heart starting to pound.

Mamoru smirked slightly, he could feel her heart beat escalate. He turned the corner and sped off down the street.

Later that night Mamoru tossed in his sleep, nightmares haunted him as usual. He opened his eyes to meet the same darkness that met him constantly, some nights he would dream in pictures although bitter sweet, worsened his mood rather than brighten it. Although it never helped that the usual dreams involved a house fire and the screams of the child he was unable to save. Like any other night he would get up and soothe his insomnia with a cup of coffee, but tonight something was off. Like someone was watching him.

He didn't hear his door open, although he had only been awake for a few seconds. He sat up and leaned against the wall behind his bed, listening for whoever was there. Footsteps, from a small pair of bare feet. He then heard and felt his bed sheets rustle at the foot of his bed, and he then smelt a familiar smell, one that had been with him the past few days. Haruka.

Her movements where slow and shaky, like she was nervous. Whatever had come over her to take action with this, Mamoru wasn't about to retaliate. She had been kind and forgiving to him; something he didn't take lightly. When it came from her it struck him, that even someone being forced into his capture could make the best out of a situation. She even hesitated to shoot him the night before, something else was keeping her here and Mamoru was afraid he was about to find out.

Right then and there, almost like an explosion, it hit him. Literally.

Haruka reached his legs, her hands gently rubbing against the top of them trailing up to his knees, thighs and groin. Following her hands was the rest of her body, seating herself in his lap and moving her hands up his arms. Her breaths were staggered and nervous, body still shaking. Mamoru moved his hands around and found her thighs on either side of his legs and ran his hands up them towards her sides and chest, lifting up the oversized shirt off her body.

As soon as Mamoru threw her shirt away from them, Haruka found her way up his chest and to his neck. She then wrapped her hands around his cheeks and brought her lips towards his, hitting his cheek first and then over to his lips, locking them together. The next moment, she had pushed her tongue through his mouth, Mamoru returning the favor and bringing his hands up to her neck, one hand going up into her hair and gripping it.

By her movements, he figured the lights were out and in that moment until her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she was just as blind as he was.

Haruka moved one hand into his hair, and the other down his bare chest, over the scars and muscles that rippled across his body. As they continued to make out he moved one hand down her chest, coming up onto her bare breast, cupping and caressing it hearing her moan in response. She broke away from his lips and lifted her head up and arched her back, Mamoru then wrapped his arms around her torso and kissed her neck multiple times before moving down her breast bone.

As soon as he started, Haruka took a deep breath and placed her hands on his arms and broke them away from her torso and lifted them above his head. She used the large hair tie she had wrapped around her wrist and bound his hands with it, holding them against the wall. Mamoru stopped kissing her chest and smirked as Haruka bent down and kissed his lips, then his chin, neck, and down his chest. Her hands slid away from his as she made her way down his body, down his raised arms and his chest, reaching down to his hips and where his boxers were. She grabbed the elastic waist band and pulled them down, exposing his apparent erection. Her lips made their way down his torso, across his belly button, and then to the head of his penis, causing Mamoru to twitch slightly with excitement.

Haruka enveloped her mouth around the head and slid her lips up and down the shaft, flicking her tongue over the head. Mamoru moaned as she did so, allowing her to do it for another minute or two before he couldn't handle it anymore and broke his hands away from the hair tie around his wrist. He brought his hands down until they met with the top of Haruka's head, her stopping and lifting her head up and replacing her mouth with her hand on his shaft and continued the motion. Mamoru moved his hand to her shoulder, and got onto his knees as he pushed Haruka onto her back, her hand letting go of him.

Haruka's eyes had adjusted to the dark, although it wasn't light enough to see more than just figures and outlines. She could see Mamoru's body looming over her and inching closer, she took off her underwear and tossed them to the side, reaching her hand up to his cheeks and pulled him closer, meeting her tongue with his once more. He followed her lead, his body pressing against hers and placing his hands on either side of her trying not to put too much weight on her. In response to his warmth she arched her back and moved her hands from his cheeks to his back.

Mamoru reached his hand down her chest and to her pelvis, positioning his own over hers and guided his penis towards her vagina and gently slides in, hearing Haruka moan in pleasure and grip his back. She lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his lower back, causing Mamoru to sit up and slide in further, positioning his hands on her hips. As he motioned in and out of her, she would buck her hips even further and grip the bedsheets, and as she moaned, he would move quicker and quicker.

Haruka reached and grabbed his hands, pulling herself up and pushing Mamoru against the wall. She repositioned herself in his lap once more, and started to gyrate her hips. Mamoru tilted his head back, his breathing heavy with each thrust. He brought his hands up to Haruka's waist and moved his hands up and down her body, picturing what it would look like. Suddenly he wrapped his arms under her legs and lifted her up, getting on his knees, turning around and pressing her against the wall. Her legs still wrapped around him, Mamoru ran his hands up her body again, taking her hands and pressing them against the wall on either side of her. He reached to kiss her, finding her neck first, and following it up to her lips again, pushing his tongue in to meet hers.

With every thrust into her, Haruka let out a moan that made Mamoru almost melt, and kept him going. Haruka was almost at her climax, and every moan got louder and heavier. She clenched her fists and arched her back, causing Mamoru to respond by reaching his fingers up to her fists, opening them and locking fingers together. He kept thrusting, faster and faster until Haruka let out one final moan, causing Mamoru to do the same. Both of them paused and took deep breaths together, resting each others foreheads on each other.

Haruka unwrapped her legs, and Mamoru let her down off the wall, pulling his boxers back on. He crawled out of bed and reached over to his dresser, grabbing a pair of pants. Slipping them on, he walked out the bedroom door into the kitchen. Haruka just stayed in the bed, crawling underneath the covers, wondering what compelled her to do what she just did.