Author's note! Sorry for the long wait everyone! In this chapter, contains the moment I'm sure a lot of you have been waiting for!

"I order you to retrieve this document, Mikaela." Krul stated, gesturing to something on a sheet of paper. Krul Tepes, she was the leader of the Bathory family and the one responsible for adopting Mikaela. Despite her youthful appearance, light pink hair, and ebony dress, she was actually legally of age at twenty years old and only a few years his senior.

"Why me?" Mika frowned, glancing down at it more closely. "…From a man named Guren Ichinose."

"Because if I send anyone else, it might get ugly, and I'd rather not make too much of the enemies of the Hiragis." Krul explained, before she gave a fake sweet smile. "You're the softest of all of us, Mika."

"He's a Hiragi?"

"He's the best friend of Shinya Hiragi."

"Ah, I see." Mika nodded. "…And I assume I have no choice in this matter?"

"No."

"Then I'll get going. Is there a time limit on this?" Mikaela would rather not steal anything, but he was more concerned about the punishment he would receive if he didn't.

"Yes, get it within a few days." Krul nodded. The blond nodded before heading off to accomplish this mission.

…

"I wonder when the others are going to get here…" Yoichi murmured, setting down several textbooks for the other members of their group study meet.

"Who knows?" Yu shrugged. "If they don't show up soon, I'm going to spam them."

Yoichi gave a sheepish chuckle, as the two teens heard a knock on the door. The brunet stood up to greet the visitors. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a familiar lavender haired girl, along with a blonde girl wearing her hair up in pigtails. "Ah, you must be Shinoa's friend, it's nice to meet you." He greeted politely.

"Yes, this is Mitsu, say hi!" Shinoa grinned, eagerly pushing the blonde girl forward.

"Uh, hi, my name is Mitsuba Sangu." She spoke.

"I'm Yoichi Saotome." Yoichi smiled, as the ebony haired boy followed up behind him to check out the visitors.

"Yuichiro Hyakuya. Just don't break anything or Guren will kill me." Yu waved her off, except that Mitsuba was glaring at him for some reason which he returned.

"What's your problem?" Yu snapped.

"Kimizuki's not here yet?" Shinoa wondered, attempting to change the subject. Following her lead, Yoichi continued.

"It's only just barely the time we said we'd meet, we should give him a few more minutes."

"He better be here, after I took the pain of getting Shinya over here for him to talk too." Yu frowned. Shinoa had told him about how Kimizuki had asked her about her ties to her family, which she had politely replied that she didn't participate much, so it would be easier to just ask Yu to call Shinya over.

"I'm sure he will be." Yoichi smiled confidently. "I made some drinks for all of us in the meantime. Let me go get them."

"Right, go ahead." Shinoa nodded, as the three of them sat down in a circle around the textbooks the two teens had out. As Yoichi went into the kitchen, he heard a rustle from behind him and whipped his head around at the sound. When he met with nothing out of the oridinary he shook his head at himself. I must be imaging things.

Once he left the room, there was movement from the corner of the room as a blond boy stood up and shook out his limps, tired from hiding in a space that barely fit him. That was close. I suppose I'm not quite as good at stealth as I thought. He ventured forward, and searched for any secret or deserted area where the documents could be located. He only has a few days to retrieve them, and that wasn't enough time to figure out when the house was inhabited and when it was not due to his studies. So, he assumed the sooner he found them the better. Have I seen that boy before? He seems familar somehow... Mika thought but shook his head at himself, and continued his search.

When Yoichi returned to the room, he noticed that Kimizuki had shown up after all, and was sitting across from Yu. "Oh, Kimizuki, you're here." The brunet smiled before he approached them, and leaned over in the middle of his group of friends to allow them to take a glass.

"My, what a gentleman you are, Yoichi! These two should take notes." Shinoa teased in a grin, before taking one of the glasses.

The ebony haired boy rolled his eyes, following her lead. "I never said I was a gentleman."

The brunet gave a small chuckle as Kimizuki took one as well and mumbled a half-hearted 'thanks.' When Yoichi turned to Mitsuba, she seemed reluctant. "That's iced tea, isn't it?

He nodded. "It's okay if you don't want any." Mitsuba shrugged and took one anyway.

"Ugh, this is way too sweet." Kimizuki frowned, setting it aside.

"Oh yeah, I probably made it a bit too sweet, do you want me to get you some water to dilute it?"

"It tastes fine to me, if Mr. Bitter Telephone Pole here doesn't like it, he can get his own water. You aren't his servant, Yoichi." Yu scowled.

"Ah, but I don't m-" Yoichi began before Kimizuki retorted.

"Pfft, it's not my fault your taste buds haven't grown up."

"Well if mine haven't grown up, yours must practically be an old man."

"I think it's too sweet too." Mitsuba added.

"Ugh seriously? You guys are way too picky." Yu shook his head.

"I think it tastes good." Shinoa smiled, and stood up. "I'll just go get the water~"

"Oh heck no! You're going to mess up the kitchen aren't you?!"

"Yu, you don't trust me? That's truly awful." Shinoa feigned hurt as she placed a hand over her eyes.

Yuichiro rolled his eyes. "Yoichi, can you get the water before Shinoa breaks something?"

"Sure." Yoichi nodded, heading back into the kitchen. Once he was inside, he had an eerie feeling in the room like someone was here, but he dismissed it, saying he was just being paranoid. Except the problem was that he wasn't quite certain where the water was. Eventually, he managed to find the water and returned to deliver the water to Mitsuba and Kimizuki.

Sighing petulantly at the amount of time it had taken for that boy to leave, the blond young man moved out of hiding to check the next room for the classified documents he sought.

"Well, what do we have here?"

The creamy blond whipped around at the sound, cursing his lack of secrecy. How did he manage to enter the room under my guard?! He was greeted by a man in his early to mid twenties with short ebony hair and casual clothing.

"Judging by your clothing-" The man continued, who Mika assumed must be Guren Ichinose. "You're from the Bathory family right? Dang, they send kids to do their dirty work now?"

"I'm here for some classified documents you possess." Mika gritted his teeth. "…I assume you're not going to let me take them?"

"Nope. Can't let you just run off now either or you'll just be back again."

Confirming the hostile intentions he possessed, Mika rushed him with blinding speed, using a chair as his chosen weapon and swinging at the man's chest. He was too quick, too speedy for him to keep up with, resulting in him flying backwards into the table, smashing it to shreds.

Further behind Guren, Shinya was aiming his sniper gun at the white clad teen, but he was too dang fast! He was just about to give up and aim for a more direct attack when-

The "squad" of friends had all entered the room, brought forward by the whole BOOM and CRACK of the table breaking apart. They all stood in shock, eyes glued to the scene before them. Only the raven prepared to act. He had already abandoned his family at that orphanage so many years ago, he wouldn't, couldn't, lose anyone else important to him. He quickly found a decent sized knife from the drawers in the kitchen and rushed him.

Normally, a basic and untrained attack would not have caught Mikaela off guard enough to actually strike him. However, his eyes widened, stunned when he saw the identity of the attacker, and the blade stuck him deeply in the shoulder. "Get away from him, you-"

A sea of brilliant light blue locked with an emerald green.

The raven haired boy was just as stunned. His grip dropped on the knife and he took several steps backwards, almost losing his balance. His eyes were so wide, his mouth would have touched the floor if it was possible. It couldn't be…! It couldn't be! He had died four years ago! Yet, here he was, alive. It can't be possible?! Can it…?!

Shinya could have taken a wonderful shot now that he had stopped moving, but he decided against it. It seemed this young man might be important to Yu. So, instead he relaxed his position and went to check on his best friend. "You still alive over there, Guren?"

"…Nothing broken. Probably." Guren remarked briskly as he accepted the hand from his friend to pull himself out of the ruin that was once a table.

"M… Mika…?"

Mika swallowed. He hadn't expected this would be how they met. He had no clue his precious Yu was connected to this young man. Otherwise, otherwise, he would have protested more…! "…Yes, it's me, old friend."

Tears obscured Yu's vision and flooded onto his face before he could stop them. He had injured someone he had considered family, someone he had promised to protect. His lips quivered and his voice cracked with emotion. "So… After all this time… you're alive and I stabbed you?!"

"It's not your fault… You didn't know."

"I-I'll go get a first aid kit!" Yoichi announced, hurrying into the other room.

"A better question is how an old friend of Yu's managed to align himself with a rough bunch like Bathory." Guren remarked, stretching his sore shoulders back and forth and checking if anything was broken.

Abruptly, Mika's mind reminded him that he had been stabbed and that his shoulder was screaming in agony from the blow. Grimacing, Mika felt the area around his shoulder. He shouldn't take the knife out yet, not until they had a first aid kit. How terrible… How terrible that their reunion had gone so poorly. Out of the all the alternate versions he had thought up in his head, this had never crossed his mind.

The brunet returned with the first aid kit, and handed it over to Yu, who was directing Mika down to the floor. "Ugh, at least get a towel or something." Shinya frowned. "You'll get blood on the kitchen floor. It certainly isn't clean or comfortable either." Shinoa nodded in agreement, leaving the room but returning soon with a few mats and towels.

After that had been settled, Yu took one glance at the wound and felt bile rise from his throat but he shoved it down. He had caused this, so he had to be strong enough to handle the consequences. "I'll remove it." Mika announced grimly.

"Are you sure?" Yu questioned uncertainly, staring at it again.

"Yes." Mika responded, taking a shallow breath before he took a hold of it and yanked it out in a second. The pain exploded in his shoulder, causing him to cry out before he shoved it down. He almost lost consciousness for a moment there, but he refused to show such strong weakness. No need to make Yu feel even worse than he already did. To his credit, he already had everything ready for him, so he acted fast, numbing the area and stopping the bleeding.

"I'm so sorry, Mika…" Yu scowled, as he finished wrapping the bandages around his shoulder.

"It's okay, Yu-chan, it's okay…" Mika repeated, though the adrenaline was wearing off. He was losing a lot of his strength as he clothed himself with his black undershirt with the help of his friend.

"So… What now? Guren?" Shinya gazed at his friend for answers.

"Don't ask me. Isn't he an enemy of your family?" Guren pointed out.

"Yeah, but this is your house."

"He's not going to attack again with Yu here and an injury like that. Might as well let him stay here." Guren sighed. "At least until we figure out what to do with him."

"He can stay in my room. C'mon Mika, do you need me to carry you?"

"No… I'll be fine." Mika responded, using Yu's shoulder to support him as he carried him off to his room.