I regained my vision feeling cold, agonizing pain, and stiff, sore muscles. Every part of my body fought against me, urging me to close my eyes. To ease all the pain by just shutting my eyes was tempting. Pushing those thoughts out of my head, I grit my teeth together and directed my gaze upwards to see Sasuke's limp body sprawled out across the pavement. The flickering bulb of the street lamp offered a few seconds of light allowing me to see the pool of blood that he was drenched in.

I took in a ragged shallow breath, feeling the pain exponentially rise at every inhale. My throat was dry and all I could taste was the familiarly disgusting taste of iron. Yet regardless to that, I swallowed the last remnants of the sticky saliva on my tongue, nearly laughing at my pitiful state when I had done everything but quench the thirst that lingered in my mouth.

Taking in another ragged breath, I realized I needed to do something or Sasuke and I would become nothing but lifeless bodies in the night or food for hungry animals. I desperately willed my arm to move. My muscles fought against me, screaming out in pain. I continued to struggle and push, my hand snaking down towards the pocket of my jeans. When the tip of my finger reached the worn material, I let out a gush of air realizing that I had been holding in my breath the whole time to avoid the sharp infliction of pain.

My fingers crawled into the pockets of my jeans and stopped once more when they reached the object they had been searching for. With my hand clamped around the object, I knew I had to do this quickly. My strength and energy was too low and my vision threatened to darken on me. I bit my tongue hard, and pulled my arm up forcefully wincing at how bad it actually ended up hurting.

I just laid there like that for a few moments taking in quick shallow breaths as I waited for the pain to subside. I pulled my phone closer towards my line of vision, turned it on, and dialed in the number.

This is it.

The last thing I could do with my body was make one phone call.

"Ikuto?"

I repeated the directions I had taken note of earlier before my vision failed on me again. But this time, I was in peace.

x

There was noise.

I scrunched my eyebrows in together listening carefully. It was distant, but it was there. Curious as to what was going on, I wandered around in the darkness. I saw nothing but pitch black, but the noise was beginning to grow louder – clearer.

I continued to walk, desperate to find the source of the sounds that were echoing about. There was a small sliver of light I noticed. I ran towards it, refusing to wallow in the darkness. The light grew larger and larger until every last bit of black had turned white.

The light began to simmer away, and I saw a pair of frantic eyes. They were…gold?

"Amu?" I whispered hopefully.

The light faded out only to be replaced by a plain white room with different equipment. Hitoshi stood above me with a smirk.

"Oi! You guys! Ikuto's awake!"

"Well shut up about it. If he's awake then I'm sure the last thing he'd want to hear is your noisy squabbling.

"Kyou," whined Hitoshi walking away from my bed. "Why are you such a party-pooper?"

"Party-pooper? What are you seven?" retorted Kyou with a haughty smirk on his face.

"Why yo-

"Shut up! Do you two idiots want the nurse to kick us out?" exclaimed Ryuu before settling back into his seat quietly.

Frowning, I pulled myself up ignoring my body's pleas.

By the time I was leaning back against the headboard of the bed, I was breathing heavily.

It was pathetic really.

"H-how's Sasuke?" I asked through clenched teeth.

Hitoshi turned around, a single brow raised.

"He's sleeping. That girl has been watching over him like a hawk."

A little chuckle escaped my lips.

So he was alright.

I was glad.

"Thank goodness." I muttered before falling back asleep.

Amu POV

With not much of an appetite, I picked the muffin in front of me apart until it had turned into a group of rather large crumbs. My mind was elsewhere.

The phone call from Ikuto had been unsettling. He made it seem like it just another mission.

It could be, I thought to myself lightly.

Or he could've downplayed the whole situation. It was in his nature not to make others worry about what was going on. What if the mission was more dangerous than he made it out to be?

Still, I couldn't pluck out the seed of worry that had implanted itself deep into the pits of my stomach.

Gulping down half of the contents in my strawberry mug I had gotten as a gift a few birthdays back, I desperately tried to remember what else we had talked about in those forty-five minutes over the phone.

A grin spread over my face when a small line of dialogue drifted into my mind. Grabbing my bag, I hurriedly raced out the door.

Ikuto POV

When I opened my eyes this time, my body felt so much more at ease though I could still feel the place where that person had stabbed me. The room was practically empty except for Hitoshi who sat in the corner playing a game on his cellphone.

Suddenly he looked up at me, grinned, and stepped out of the room only to come back with a nurse following behind him. She silently checked the machines that I was currently attached to and scribbled some things down on her clipboard. When she was done, she turned to me almost impatiently.

"If you were just another normal patient, I would've rather had you stay for another night or two."

I silently watched her gaze drift towards Hitoshi and narrow her blue eyes at him before returning her attention to me.

"However, this – friend – of yours, has made it clear to me that you cannot stay here much longer due to your position in SWAT and the current mission you are currently involved in. And thus-

"Basically, you can go after she's done," translated Hitoshi sporting off a proud grin.

She glared at him dangerously, but the fool merely shrugged her off.

"Aww, don't give me that look doll."

"Do no call me whatever trash that happens to come from your filthy mouth!"

Giving me one final glance, she stormed away.

"How'd you provoke her?"

"I accidentally tripped her and she fell on me. And then I happened to comment on the fact that her breasts were rather small for someone of her age."

"You're an idiot."

"I tend to make a habit of my idiocy."

Later

"Do you think they'll let us visit Sasuke?" I asked as the two of us left the room I had been staying in.

Hitoshi shrugged.

"It depends. He had to go through surgery since he had lost so much blood by the time he got here. In addition to that, there were the wounds that he had already received before the mission that night. According to that nurse I provoked, the wounds had been opened to an even worse extent than they had been before."

"I see. And what about Mayumi?"

"She hasn't left his side once. This may sound off topic, but don't you find it odd how love can grow as a result of a horrible situation?"

My mind drifted to a certain pink haired girl holding a gun in her hand while she glared back with striking honey golden eyes. A girl who would do anything to protect her little sister.

"Yeah," I mumbled in agreement.

We turned the corner hallway to see Mayumi sitting in the waiting room her hands folded in her lap. Kyou and Ryuu sat in front of her, talking silently to each other. Hitoshi took a seat with the others while I sat down beside her.

"How is he?"

Startled, she looked up at me with wide eyes.

And as if snapping out of a trance, her arms snaked around my waist and she pulled me in close. Tears immediately soaked the spare shirt the hospital had kept in storage for me. Her erratic sobbing echoed throughout the waiting room.

"Th-thank god y-you're okay!"

Sighing knowingly, I placed my hand on her head and pulled the younger girl closer into my arms.

x

Mayumi, at the end, had fallen asleep on my lap. Her breathing was much more steadier than it had been before.

Just as I was about to pick up a magazine that had been carelessly placed on the table beside me, the door to Sasuke's room opened and a man in a white coat appeared. He walked towards us and stopped in front of me, eyeing me and Mayumi carefully before clearing his throat.

"Are you the boy's – Sasuke's – guardian?"

"Yes."

From behind the man, Hitoshi gave me a smirk. A smirk an older sibling would give his younger sibling after he had told their mother a lie.

Mayumi began to stir.

"Well, regarding Sasuke's health. The surgery was a success – you people brought him here on time. Another five minutes later, then he would've been dead. His condition is right now is stable and he is currently receiving medicine and treatment from several IV drips. As for the other matter on hand, I've heard of your special situation from the nurse. However, the soonest I can let him out is tomorrow. Though, if this was in my hands, Sasuke would've been receiving care for several days."

I nodded my head, but before I could say a single word, Hitoshi stood up.

"Hey doc, can we visit him or not?"

"Er…yes. He does seem to be conscience at the moment," he answered gruffly after sending Hitoshi a glare very similar to the one the nurse from my room had sent him.

Before any of us had time to move let alone react, Mayumi had already jumped off my lap and raced for Sasuke's room. We followed behind her slowly but neither of us dared to enter his room. Instead, we watched everything unfold from the shadows.

She was sitting on his bed beside him, her eyes watching him carefully as his watched hers.

"Mayumi?" he whispered after pulling his oxygen mask off.

Tears welled from her eyes, yet she tried to control them.

"Mayumi," he whispered once more.

This time, it was too much pressure to keep the emotions she had hidden within her dormant anymore. She wrapped her arms around his waist and sobbed into his chest.

"Y-you're such an idiot Sasuke! I was – so worried!"

Smiling softly, he pressed his forehead on her head and pulled her in close.

"I'm so sorry – Mayumi."

The Next Day

The six of us were currently spread out –as far apart as we could sit anyways – in the tiny hotel room. Sasuke and Mayumi were on the bed, I was sitting on the reclining chair, Hitoshi was lying down on the sofa, and Kyou and Ryuu were sitting on the floor leaning against couch Hitoshi was laying on.

After we had signed Sasuke's release papers, the first thing we had done was to get the cheapest room in the nearest hotel we could find.

"What's the plan?" asked Hitoshi speaking up first.

"I don't know, but we can't stay hidden forever. Seeing as how my brother tried to kill Ikuto and I, sooner or later, he will send out people to look for us."

"We can't go back Sasuke! If we do, you'll only get hurt again."

"And what do you propose we do then Mayumi? If we stay here, then my brother will hunt us down and you and everyone will get hurt. It's better to go back….that way if anything happens, I'll have the satisfaction of knowing that nothing happened to you."

"Cut it out love birds," interrupted Kyou. "But Sasuke is right, we can't continue staying here."

I looked at Kyou and he nodded his head.

"Either way, we have to head back to the gang, whether all of you agree or not. The only thing is, what do we do about the mission?"

Sasuke looked at me incredulously, but I ignored him.

"You guys promised not to go on with the mission yet."

Hitoshi narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Look kid, the reason we all came here in the first place was to get rid of Hidetoshi. We didn't come to play with all of you."

"But you can't carry out the mission-

"And why the hell not?" he snapped.

I sighed knowingly. Almost everyone in this room knew what the outcome of this scenario would be. Hitoshi's anger was not a force to be reckoned with – this was something I had come to learn from him. Once he snapped there was no going back for the person on the other side and it seemed that this time, Sasuke had received the short end of the stick.

"He's family!"

"Family," scoffed Hitoshi angering Sasuke even more. "He's not family."

"We should stop them," whispered Ryuu.

Kyou laid his hand on Ryuu's arm.

"Don't. If there's anyone in this room that can relate to Sasuke the best, it's Hitoshi."

"He's my brot-

-Smack-

The room fell silent.

"Hitoshi, he just came back from the hospital and-

"Does it look like I give a shit right now Kyou?"

Kyou shrugged, mumbled a few words under his breath, but kept silent for the most part.

Hitoshi quickly refocused his anger on Sasuke.

"How can you even call someone like that your brother? For crying out loud, he created a whole scheme just to get rid of you!"

A single tear glided down the curve of Sasuke's cheek. Hitoshi's expression softened and he pulled the younger boy into his chest.

"I know…I just wanted to keep him with me a little l-longer. E-even if he detested me from the beginning of my life, he was still my older brother…he's the only family I have left-

He pulled himself away, his face streaked with tears, and looked up at Hitoshi.

"I-I must be an idiot….because I st-still don't want to lose him…my older brother."

Sasuke POV

Flashback

I honestly didn't know what was happening.

The house was quiet now.

It was no longer warm like it used to be.

I was scared.

"Sasuke, come on we have to leave."

"I-I'm not leaving," I mumbled between my silent tears as I stared at the window hopelessly. "I-I am not leaving w-without M-mommy and D-daddy."

"Sasuke, look at me."

I turned around slowly, facing my brother. Hidetoshi wasn't crying like I was…wasn't he sad? Instead, he motioned me over. I wiped a few of my tears and stumbled over towards him. He pulled me into his chest. He was warm. It was comforting to have a surge of warmth in a place so cold.

"H-hidetoshi…where are M-mommy and D-daddy? Why won't they come back?"

He looked at me with a pained expression, but just like before said nothing. He only pulled me in tighter into his chest. Soon, Hidetoshi picked me up and carried me on his back to the backyard. He pointed at the sky to two of the brightest stars.

"Sasuke, Mom and Dad are in the sky now…they are stars."

"Can we go get them?"

Hidetoshi gripped my leg tighter…but it didn't hurt.

"We can't visit them."

"Why not…"

"Because it's not our turn to be stars yet, so until then, we have to live happily so Mom and Dad won't feel upset for leaving us."

"I-I'll tell Mommy and Daddy I'm sorry for being a b-bad boy. If…If I say I'm sorry, they'll come back and we can make cookies again…and-

I burst into tears as Hidetoshi pulled me off his back and pressed me into his chest again. I clung onto, as if refusing to be separated.

He pulled me away as soon as I finished crying, wiped away a few of my tears, and looked me right in the eye.

"Sasuke, don't ever blame yourself for what happened. This isn't your fault, okay? Do you think Mom and Dad would be happy if they saw you crying?"

"No…"

"Then smile…for them and for me."

A Week Later

At the Funeral

Hidetoshi said we had to wear black, because it's the color we wear when we want to say goodbye to Mommy and Daddy. I don't know why though, because Mommy and Daddy always liked bright colors.

Hidetoshi grabbed my hand and held onto it tightly. Everyone looked at us angrily while we walked towards Mommy and Daddy's grave.

"Hidetoshi," I whispered quietly. "Why are Auntie and Uncle and everyone else making angry faces at me?"

"It's fine Sasuke, just ignore them."

I nodded my head and followed him. I gripped onto the flowers that I was holding in my hand tightly. Mommy and Daddy's favorite flowers were sunflowers. Just as we came to put the flowers on their grave, Grandpa stepped in front of us.

"Sasuke, just walk around him and put the flowers on Mom and Dad's grave," instructed Hidetoshi.

"What the hell do you think you're doing here?" shouted Grandpa as I walked towards the grave to lay the flowers.

"We came to pay our respects to our parents, Grandfather," answered Hidetoshi.

"You have no right to call me that, you miserable unfortunate parasite!"

Hidetoshi walked away from him, and picked me up.

Auntie and Uncle and everyone else made a circle around us.

"It's your fault Kazumi and Miru died!"

Hidetoshi looked at me with pained eyes.

"What's going on Hidetoshi?" I asked while trying to avoid the angry eyes of everyone.

"It's fine Sasuke, you don't need to hear them," he said just as he placed his hands on my ears.

I couldn't hear what they said anymore, but Hidetoshi's eyes were dark.

"Miru should've never given birth to these disgusting creatures."

"It's all their fault."

"It would've been easier if they had just never been born."

"They were so young."

Later

At a Park

I was picking some flowers near the bench where Hidetoshi was sitting. He wouldn't say anything, but when I looked at him, he would smile at me.

Two women with their kids passed by us. They looked at us with an expression I didn't understand, but when I looked at Hidetoshi, he didn't smile at me. Instead, he looked very angry.

"I feel so bad for them."

"Look at their clothes…they must be the children of Kazumi and Miru."

"You know them?"

"I was a friend of theirs when we attended college."

"They are so pitiable."

I tugged on Hidetoshi's pants, to get his attention after the women had left.

"Hidetoshi, who did they say was pitiable?"

He gave me another pained expression but hid it with a smile and ruffled my head.

"Nobody, if anything, they're the pitiable ones."

End of Flashback

Ikuto POV

Hitoshi gave him a smile and ruffled his hair.

"You're not an idiot, you just refuse to let go of someone who used to care for you and someone you used to care for. But the Hidetoshi now is not the one from your childhood. This guy isn't going to protect you anymore, okay?"

"I-I understand."

"Sasuke," I began carefully. "Are you giving us the permission to go through with the mission?"

"…Yes."

He got up off the floor and sat on the bed beside Mayumi who pulled him into a soft hug.

"So, how will be approach this?" asked Ryuu.

"Well whatever we do, we have to go back to the gang. As Sasuke was telling us before, if we don't go back, his brother will send out much stronger opponents than the ones we faced before in the alley way."

"You guys, won't he be expecting us to come back though?"

We all turned to look at Mayumi.

"S-sorry," she muttered obviously embarrassed.

"No," I began. "Go on."

She waited a beat, as if trying to muster up some courage to speak.

"Well, I mean, Hidetoshi isn't stupid. By now, he's probably already figured out that you and Sasuke aren't dead because your bodies aren't in the alley way. So based on that, don't you think that he's expecting us to come back because he knows that we know that if we don't come back he'll send more powerful men to finish the job that wasn't fully completed. But since he's expecting us to come back, he'll probably have his men complete the job at the base. Either way, we'll be attacked."

"So what are you suggesting then?" questioned Hitoshi raising his brow.

"We need to sneak in and since Sasuke knows every corner of the base, he can draw us out a map and we can go from there."

"Would you Sasuke?"

He looked at me and nodded.

x

"That's the plan, okay?"

That Night

We stopped a few feet away from the base and went over the procedure.

"Mayumi, you and Sasuke will keep watch out here okay? I don't want either of you getting involved with the mission."

"Got it."

"Kyou and Ryuu, I want you guys to stay inside the base, and fight off anyone there, especially the ones closest to Hidetoshi."

"Okay."

"Hitoshi, you and I will go from the back and head towards the roof. Once there, we wait for a signal from Kyou and Ryuu and carry out the actual part of the mission."

"Roger that!"

With a nod of my head, we all dispersed.

Hitoshi and I ran with caution. If Hidetoshi was really expecting us, then the back entrance would be guarded. Much to my surprise and Hitoshi's dismay, the back was completely secluded. Not a single soul lingered there. That however didn't ease either of us. If anything, we were more alert.

I raised my hand to the doorknob and twisted. The door opened with a silent creak and revealed a dark hallway. Hitoshi shot me an incredulous look. Why was the security so lax?

We proceeded inside while being blinded by the darkness. It was as we were somewhat near the end of the hallway that the lights came back on. Hitoshi and I shielded our eyes as they became used to the sudden light. Once regaining our vision, we found ourselves surrounded by a group of men.

"So you finally came."

There seemed to be thirty or so men. Turning around, I saw Hitoshi with that familiar grin on his face. He was eager for a good fight.

Kyou POV

"Where the hell is everyone? You'd expect Hidetoshi would at least have some security," I muttered bitterly.

"..."

I shot a look at Ryuu. I wasn't particularly too sure why his silence irked me. If anything, it should've given me peace at mind unlike the horrible migraines I received from Hitoshi's useless squabbles. Yet for some reason, what I really wanted right now was to hear some idiotic remark about how everyone was to chicken to fight him.

We walked around aimlessly. The living room was deserted and practically every room was barren. Where did everyone go? I didn't believe for a moment any of them ran away - well maybe except for the women who had been taken captive if they could. So that only left two options - either they were protecting Hidetoshi or they were hiding somewhere deeper in the base waiting for a chance to ambush us.

"Ryuu, I'm going to check out the kitchen."

"Okay."

At least he said something this time, I though to myself unenergetically. I ventured towards the kitchen, the map Sasuke had drawn out for each of us on a white napkin in hand. Much like the other rooms, the kitchen was also empty. Just as I came to turn around, something caught my eye. Right beside the refridgerator was a large air duct - large enough for anyone to be able to crawl in. I kneeled down in front of it. There were scratches against the bolts meaning that someone had been trying to open the duct in a hurry. I pulled on the metal frame. It was loose.

"Did you find something Kyou?"

Turning my head around, I saw Ryuu leaning against one of the counters.

"I think so. Air ducts are usually always bolted in tight so nothing can get inside and mess with the wires and such. There are evident signs that someone has been trying to get in."

"Where does this duct lead to?"

I opened up the crinkled napkin and gazed at the drawing.

"The warehouse. Let's go."

Ikuto POV

"What a bunch of fucking wimps," snorted Hitoshi.

I wiped the blood that was currently sliding down my forearm from the somewhat large gash I had received from a pocket knife.

"That's a pretty nasty cut."

I shrugged, "I'll be fine."

"But seriously, I was at least expecting a decent fight. This was pathetic."

I tore off some cloth from the edge of my shirt and wrapped it around my wound.

"Let's go."

We continued to walk down the hallway when I heard a slight shift in the floor. I stopped completely and waited - listening for any additional noise.

"Dude, what are you doing? We have to find H-

"Ssh."

I waited another beat, but when I heard nothing I resumed walking until I heard another shift in the floor. This time however, I didn't stop walking. Glancing behind me to check if Hitoshi too had heard it, I saw a glint of shine from behind the wall. Pretending as though I hadn't noticed it, I kept going until I heard that sound again. At that point, I stopped so suddenly that Hitoshi ran into me.

"What the hell Ikuto?"

"I know you're hiding, so it would be best if you came out now."

Hitoshi eyed me like I was crazy but I ignored him.

The 'follower' refused to come out.

"There really is no point in hiding," I continued. "And there is no point in attacking either - I saw the knife. So, just come out quietly and I'll try to resist the urge to shoot you."

It was a moment before he came out and to my surprise it was a boy - somewhere around Sasuke's age.

"Drop the knife," I ordered swiftly before he could take another step closer towards us.

The boy shot me a glare but complied anyways.

"There's no need for you guys to be here - Hidetoshi only wants Sasuke."

"Yes, well not only do we come with Sasuke, but we have some personal business with Hidetoshi. And speaking of him - where is he exactly right now?

The boy scoffed.

"The hell if I would tell you."

"Look here kid, we don't need any of your fucking bullshit right now," growled Hitoshi. "Just tell us where your damn boss is."

"I said I wasn't going to tell you!"

"Hitoshi," I warned calmly.

He shot me a pointed look.

"It's not like I was going to attack him. But I am seriously contemplating it."

Before either of us could say anything, the boy surged forward and began to hit Hitoshi. Sighing, Hitoshi only fought back with a fourth of his strengh, but even that was enough to get the boy on the floor breathing heavily with a growing bruise on his right cheek. With his foot, Hitoshi pushed him back so that he was lying on his back. Afterwards, he placed the sole of his foot on the boy's stomach and narrowed his eyes.

"Get off me!"

"Tell me where Hidetoshi is."

"Fuck off old man!"

Hitoshi applied more pressure and the boy winced.

"Where is he?"

"I...w-will not tell you."

Frustrated, he increased the amount of pressure.

"Where is Hidetoshi?"

"What the hell is your problem? Didn't I say that-

"S-seichi?"

The boy's eyes widened as a small boy - around twelve years old - appeared from behind the wall he had been hiding.

"Jin!" shouted the boy. "Didn't I tell you not to move?"

"But Seichi...you..."

Seichi gave his younger brother a hard glare.

"Run Jin."

"But-

"Damn it Jin! I said run!"

The boy stepped back but I stepped forward. Seichi's hand snaked around my ankle holding me in place.

"Don't fucking touch him!"

I broke away from his grasp and took another step. The younger boy was paralyzed in fear.

"Jin, run!"

Jin still couldn't move - his gaze entrapped in mine.

"Damn it - Hidetoshi is in his 'head quarters'. It's on the third floor. Happy? Now get the hell away from him."

Satisfied, Hitoshi removed his foot and I stepped away.

"I never had any intentions of hurting either of you," I said before Hitoshi and I ran off.

As we were running, my cell-phone vibrated through the fabric of my jeans. Frowning, I pulled it out and pressed the green button.

"Hello?"

"This is Chief Shunichi."

My eyes widened.

"Ah...hello Chief."

Hitoshi's head snapped in my direction, his eyes also wide.

"Hello there Ikuto, I presume the case is going well?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, good. Well, I'm here to tell you that there's no need for you and your team to continue with this case any longer. I will be sending in a few men shortly. When they do come in, please tell them any given information that may help. Goodbye."

The dial tone played in the background, and I was left with widened eyes and a pale face.

Author's Notes

Hello everyone! I hope your summer is well (:

Well, this is anothere tardy update from your lovely lazy author. Actually, only like 10% of it came from lazyness. Microsoft Word is where I usually write my chapters up, and well it refused to cooperate with me for this chapter. It kept deleting things off and wouldn't allow me to save and yes - . - For things to get worse, my laptop decides to shut itself down and then I wasn't able to get on for two days - . - Another three days off, because I went to Reno (probably the only fun thing I've done all summer TT . TT). PLUS IT'S SO FREAKING HOT, haha.

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**A Note**

Okay, I think I've explained this several times already throughout various chapters or author's notes, but I'll mention ONE more time and change it once this story is over. In chapter 1, I made a mistake.

When Amu is 8 years old and Ami is 1, their parents die and they are forced to live on the streets.

2 years later is when they meet Ikuto as their negotiator. I made a mistake and I said Ami was still a year old, when in fact she should be three.

Okay? In Chapter 1, Amu is 10 and Ami should be 3.

I hope this makes more sense. (:

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