Chapter 7:

The Folder of Truth

Cat- Hola, mi amigos! That means, Hi friends! I think…eh whatever.

Ichigo- Bak-mmph

Kisshu- *covers Ichigo's mouth* Do you really want a repeat of what happened last time?

Ichigo- *frightened look* Mmph… *takes hand off mouth* Thanks.

Cat- Bakas…

Ichigo & Kisshu- Hey!

Cat- ANYWAY. Sorry for being a little late. School gave me even more projects, like I don't have enough already. I also had extreme writer's block for this chapter, and I was mentally debating whether or not it would be a filler. But I figured it out :D Enjoy!

"The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed." ~Charlotte Bronte

Ichigo spent a week in the hospital. Her family came as soon as Lettuce told them about her condition. They bought her get well presents and candy to help cheer her up.

What was bad about their visit was that they asked if she really wanted to continue going to the boarding school. Of course she said yes, but she was wondering why they would think she would want to leave. She understood that she was beat up, but she was caught off guard.

Then her parents started to blame Kisshu for everything. How he "came into her life and almost destroyed it". She defended him, but then she thought. What they were saying was kind of true. Before he came in the picture, she was fine. Of course those are just cons of staying with him, but there were a lot more pros, too.

He made her feel happier than she ever felt. When she was with him, she actually felt like she could be loved. She knew love was a strong word, so she didn't know if she felt it or Kisshu felt it. Unbeknownst to her, he already confessed while she was unconscious.

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon; the day when Ichigo would be discharged from the hospital. She was sitting on her bed while she waited for her parents to fill out the paperwork. As Ichigo was waiting, she was in deep thought. Although it's been a good two and a half months since she had gone there, she still couldn't fathom why she was told to stay away from Kisshu, He seems perfectly fine to me. She always thought.

Then she heard someone open the door so she looked up, expecting to be her parents. But as soon as she saw who it was, she smiled brightly and jumped up.

"Hey, Kish!" Ichigo said as she ran up and kissed him.

Kisshu smiled. "Hey. How ya feelin'?"

"A lot better. How are you?"

"Great now that you're okay." Kisshu laughed as she blushed. "Ichigo, honey. We're ba-"

Ichigo and Kisshu looked up to find her parents standing at the door. Silence sat upon them, as Sakura stared and Shintaro glared at Kisshu. The look in their eyes made Kisshu uncomfortable.

They all stood there for a few minutes; all of them not wanting to break the silence. Then Ichigo spoke up. "Um…I'm gonna go get a snack from the vending machine. I'll meet you guys at the door…" Then she walked out of the room.

The silence returned, and to Kisshu it was deafening. "So, I don't think I properly introduced myself." He said awkwardly.

"No need. We already know who you are. You need to stay the hell away from our daughter. She shouldn't be in this." Shintaro snarled.

Kisshu smirked. "She was in this after what happened a few years ago."

"Well it wasn't her fault she came into her life!" Sakura shouted.

"And it's not my fault that I have this job." Kisshu said.

"What do you mean by that?" Sakura asked.

Kisshu sighed. "I was threatened. They said they would kill somebody I cared deeply about if I didn't take the job."

Sakura gasped as Shintaro's eyes widened. "But you shouldn't hurt Ichigo. Don't you love her? I heard you say it." Sakura said.

Kisshu flinched. Shit, she heard all of that… He thought. "Trust me; if I could get her out of this, I would." Then her left the hospital.

Ichigo was sitting in the car with her parents, listening to music while they brought her back to school. She was saddened when she learned that Kisshu left; she wanted to spend more time with him. She perked up, though, after she remembered she would see him tomorrow.

While she was listening to music, she stared out the window; finding shapes in the clouds.

Bzt Btz

She looked down at her phone, and saw that she got a text from an unknown number. It said:

Meet me in the café at 5. I have some important information that you would like to know, Ichigo.

Ichigo was intrigued. She usually didn't get random texts from people, but this one seemed to know her name. Maybe I should go…

An hour later Ichigo was in her dorm room, eating nachos (AN- Sorry if it's not Japan-like XD) while watching Fairy Tail. She looked at the clock on the TV; it said it was 4:30 pm. She decided to get ready to meet the mysterious person.

She wore a black, short-sleeved shirt with Pikachu on it, dark blue jeans, and Pikachu converse. She was also wearing a black jacket since it was chilly outside.

She arrived at Café Mew Mew five minutes prior to their meetup time. She asked one of the waiters to sit at a table set for two. As she waited, she scrolled through her Instagram feed.

Ichigo sensed a presence and looked up. She gaped at the incredibly handsome boy in front of her. He had perfectly tanned skin, chocolate brown eyes, and midnight black hair.

"Hi, Ichigo." He said. Ichigo almost melted at the sound of his deep, masculine voice.

"Hi…um…"

"Masaya. Ayoama Masaya." He smiled brightly. Ichigo smiled and nodded.

"Nice to meet you." Ichigo said.

"Likewise. Now, assuming you read my text, I have some important information about Kisshu." Masaya said with a serious tone. Ichigo nodded slowly, signaling him to go on. Little did she know what she was about to find out would truly be mind-blowing.

"Instead of telling you, I'll just give it to you." Masaya said as he got a manila folder from his bag, and handed it to Ichigo. He watched her read the papers inside it, looking for any reaction in her eyes. Soon enough, when Ichigo was done reading, her expression turned into one of hurt and sadness with a hint of anger.

Ichigo placed the folder down as a tear escaped her eye. She quickly wiped it away. Ichigo smiled up at the concerned boy. "Thanks, Ayoama-kun. I appreciate you telling me this. Do you want to meet up outside for lunch tomorrow?"

Masaya smiled genuinely. "Sure. I'll see you around, k?" He left the café as she nodded; the folder still sitting on the table. Ichigo quickly pulled out her phone and texted Kisshu.

I need to tell you something. Meet me outside the café.

Then she got up as she threw the folder away and sat on the bench beside the doors.

It was a sunny afternoon; with kids running around on the school playground, waiting for their parents to pick them up. There were groups of kids walking, talking, and laughing as they goofed around. But there was one kid who sat on the swing by himself.

He was wearing a green shirt and tan jeans with green tennis shoes. The little boy was Kisshu, and he was the kid at school who always got bullied. The hollow clap of shoes on concrete made him raise his head.

"Hey, lettuce-head." A red-headed boy said. Kisshu instantly frowned and stood up. He tried to walk away, but he was pushed down on the ground.

"Where ya goin', lettuce-head?" The red-head said.

"None of your business, tomato-head." Kisshu growled.

The boy gasped, and reeled his leg back to kick. He stopped when he heard the teacher's voice on the bull-horn. "Kisshu! You're Grandmother's here!"

Kisshu smiled inwardly, narrowly escaping a fight. He scrambled up and ran over to his awaiting guardian. The bullies always made him hate the word lettuce.

As Kisshu's grandmother drove off, he noticed that they were going the wrong way. "Hey, nana. Where're we going?" He asked.

"Somewhere…different. You should take a nap. All that playing must've taken a lot out of you." She answered with a smile.

"Okay!" Kisshu said as he dozed off.

When Kisshu woke up he noticed he was in a dark room, chained up. He instantly panicked, being afraid of the dark. "Nana?" He called.

Instead of an answer, a door opened across the room. Kisshu squinted as the light enveloped the area, temporarily blinding him. "Ah, see your awake." A man in a white lab coat said.

"Who're you?" Kisshu asked with an innocent voice.

"That is none of your concern. What you should be concerned about is that you are being held captive in this room. Meaning, you will not be able to leave unless you agree to something."

"A-Agree to w-what?" Kisshu stuttered in fear.

"You either join the GAD, the agency I work for. Or be held here until further notice."

"What the heck is GAD?"

"That isn't your concern until you reach a certain age. Now, do you accept?"

"Never!"

"Very well then. I will have to keep you here until you say yes. By the way, you won't be able to see your grandma until you agree." The man in the lab coat smirked and left the room, leaving Kisshu in the darkness; alone and afraid.

~10 years later~

Kisshu was now 13, but he wasn't in the same room. After a few months of him being there, they moved him to a place where there was a bed and that's it.

The door opened again, revealing the same man in the lab coat, although, he seemed to have aged over the decade. "Since you have been disagreeing with us for so long, we have come to a conclusion. We will have to dig deeper to force you to join us."

"What are ya gonna do now, old man?" Kisshu said, bored as ever.

"I will give you the life of your grandmother in your hands." The man smirked.

Kisshu eyes widened with astonishment. They wouldn't really kill his grandmother, would they?

"You choose now. Either join us, or we kill your nana."

Kisshu was at a crossroads. A few years ago, the man informed him of what the agency was and what they did. He couldn't believe the lengths they would go to get rid of these beings.

Kisshu sighed deeply. "Fine. But don't you dare touch my nana."

The man smirked. He brought out a needle and injected it into Kisshu's arm. Kisshu didn't flinch, being used to pain since before they had literally whipped him close to death many times. The man leaned closer to Kisshu's ear and whispered. "I don't need to touch your grandmother, she died two years ago."

Kisshu jolted awake at the sound of his phone buzzing against his bedside table. He slowly dragged his hand down his face, wiping off the sweat from the memory that haunted his dreams ever since that day.

He picked up his phone and looked at it. It was a text from Ichigo.

I need to tell you something. Meet me outside the café.

About ten minutes later, Kisshu sat next to Ichigo on the bench and kissed her cheek. He smiled when he pulled away, but it faltered when he saw her blank expression. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asked with worry.

"Why?" Ichigo asked, her anger slowly rising.

"Why what?" Kisshu questioned.

"Why didn't you tell me you were a part of some secret agency?" Ichigo half-shouted. Kisshu froze. Fuck. He thought. We have to go somewhere private.

Kisshu dragged a protesting Ichigo to some trees to conceal them. Ichigo crossed her arms "Well?" She demanded.

"How did you find out?" Kisshu asked quickly.

"I have my sources. So why the hell didn't you tell me?" Ichigo yelled.

Kisshu sighed. "I wanted to protect you…"

"And then hurt me later on? What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"It's my job Ichigo. I didn't have a choice." Kisshu yelled.

"You're wrong. You always have a choice. I think I'll make a choice right now. I'm breaking up with you!"

Time seemed to freeze for Kisshu as her words sunk in. Then his eyes turned red as they filled with anger. He grabbed Ichigo's wrists and pinned her to a tree and started screaming at her.

"NO, I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE! AND I DO NOT ACCEPT THAT! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BREAK UP WITH ME. WE WILL STAY TOGETHER AND YOU WILL BE HAPPY WITH IT. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS PROTECT YOU FROM THIS, AND HERE YOU ARE YELLING AT ME?! I SHOULD BE ASKING WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

Ichigo stopped struggling after she realized it wouldn't do any good. She stood there in fear of what he was about to do next. Surprisingly, Kisshu released her and took a step back. His eyes had an excessive amount of hurt in them.

"I never intended for you to find out this way. Which is why, I have to go into emergency protocol." He took out a needle from his bag and jerked Ichigo's arm toward him as he stuck the needle through it. He flinched when Ichigo yelped.

"This will alter your memories. Now you won't know anything." Ichigo fell to her knees as the world began to spin around her.

"I will find out eventually….and even if you don't like it…I'll be hurt even more than I am now…" Ichigo murmured, loud enough for Kisshu to hear. She slumped to the ground unconscious.

Kisshu stared at the limp figure. He sighed deeply as he said, "I'm sorry."

Cat- Woop! All done! Wow, that was so hard to write XD The ideas kept flowing as I actually started to write it. So, what did you guys think? What is the GAD, and why is it bad for her to know? So, a little side note. The updates will be going back to once a week. Reason why I updated so much before was because it was Spring Break. Now with that out of the way, hoped you like this chapter! Tell me what you think in a review! Ja ne! (Btw, Kisshu's grandmother didn't actually know that they were gonna take him away, and when she found out, she couldn't get him back)