Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Undistinguished UnderScore ❯ Chapter 36

"Nina?" Aya smiled softly as he shook his head, his ear tails batting back and forth slowly as he took note of Kym's discomfort. "She was a spy I met while I was there...she got badly wounded and last I heard...no one knew if she was going to make it."

Oh wow Kym...open mouth insert foot. "Oh...Gomen, Ran-Chan..." The name still sounded a little weird to her, not that Ran didn't seem to fit the former Aya; it was just the comfort of calling him the name he had introduced himself as. Aya-Chan glanced at her watch; her eye widening lightly as her brain registered the hour.

"Ne! Ran-Nichan! I have to get back to the hospital! I'll come back later to check on you, k? Ja-ne!" Aya-Chan made her exit waving with her head turned, not paying attention to exactly what or where she was going until she slammed right into a wall. "I...itai..." Aya-Chan sniffed a little, brushing herself off as she stood up.

"Aya-Chan!" Ran made the motion to get out of bed, only to grimace in pain.

"Aya!" Kym slipped with the name and assisted her love that held his bruised and swollen abdomen.

"I'm ok!" Aya-Chan perked up, showing a genki smile that reassured Ran who wished to assist his momentarily clumsy sister. "Ne, Ran!" Aya-Chan shook her finger at him. "You shouldn't move around like that! You'll just make everything worse!" She trailed over to the bed, forcing Ran back down in his bed. "Now you LAY there and get some rest, or you'll never get better!" Ran blinked, Had Aya-Chan always been this...was stubborn the word? Maybe, all he knew was that being ordered around by his baby sister was defiantly something new. Aya-Chan nodded in satisfaction at her brother back in bed, saying her goodbye one more time, before exiting properly without colliding into any solid objects.

"To answer your question, Aya, She's related to you. Of COURSE she's stubborn!" Kym smiled down at the red head that lay calm on the bed, looking up at his love whose face he had realized he missed more than he thought. He softly trailed a hand up to brush her smooth face with her willingly leaning into his caress, closing her eyes as crystal tears fell from each of her eyes. "I was so worried about you...Ran..." her voice seemed distant and airy to Aya's ears, the fact that she had willingly called him his true name catching him off guard a bit, but the easement the flowed over his conscious amazed even him.

"Kym..." His voice was gentle as he looked at her threw glinting half-lidded eyes. He had missed her caress, seeing her shiver lightly as he said her name just right while whispering in her ear, her warmth and passionate brown eyes, the way she kissed him, and the way she tasted in his mouth and just her over all presence, he had been deprived for far to long. He guided her chin down to his level, partially sitting up so she wouldn't have to bend down so far. He let his lips hover over hers, feeling her warm, sensual breath against his soft mouth, before he made actual contact. Giving her light feather kisses, pulling apart and reconnecting quickly, yet sensually. He pulled apart gently from her; both of them looking at the other threw half-lidded eyes. Aya tilted his head at the proper angle, locking onto her mouth and slipping in his tongue to feed her generously. She graciously accepted the offer, returning the offer instantly letting out a soft moan through the lip lock. Aya took note of her response and wrapped his hands around her delicate waist, picking her up while still keeping their mouths connected and positioned her on top of him. She parted her legs to sit comfortably on top of his crotch, her knee length black skirt fanning out around him as she slid her fingers down his chest, careful of his wounds. They parted, both of them gasping for breath only to quickly pull the other back in to another searing kiss, Aya arching his back gently at the tenderness of her touch, his chest bare except for the few bandages around his abdomen. Aya feathered his hands up her arms around the front of her blouse, parting again for an instant for air. He slowly, casually began to undo the buttons that kept him from that soft creamy flesh, his fingers working in a rhythmic pattern down her shirt, with each of the buttons giving easily. He undid it only half way, but everything was visible to his deprived amethyst orbs. A black laced bra coated her silky well-rounded and shapely breasts, the bending metal wire giving her the right amount of support. At the sight of her body before him and above him, Aya felt fire run through his body and Kym jumped a little as she felt the man she loved grow under his loins. She pulled apart from Aya's luxurious mouth, panting lightly as she spoke his name.

"A...ya...?" Her exposed chest heaving gently as she probed his eyes for an answer, only to have him smirk casually pushing back some of her fallen chestnut hair.

"It's Ran..." He moved back into a gentle kiss, pulling apart calmly as she smiled at him.

"Ran..." Suddenly; she had no issues with the name. She closed her eyes and dipped her head back down to embrace another searing kiss, her hands moving down to his waist line with a hot flush flowing over her cheeks as Aya let out a short gasp inside of her when her fingertips went just beyond the border line of his black pants. She pulled back from his lips, slowly undoing the button on his pants his hard on becoming even more defined as her heat from between her legs began to drive Aya wild. He wanted her, more than he thought and in his mind, he was begging, but he had yet to loose all his senses in actual reality. Instead he just bit her lip gently, as she let her head fall back and unconsciously, she began to rock her hips against her loves covered erection. Aya sucked in his bottom lip and clamped down in an act to surpress his moans and whimpers of pleasure and pain while she drove him further and deeper, her own aroused cries softly dancing over his ears. Aya wanted to be on top of that beautiful body of a goddess, not taking lightly to being submissive he gently grabbed Kym by her arms, switching places with her, him now straddling her stunning body with curves that never seemed to stop unfolding beneath his eyes. This is how he wanted it, her under him so he could watch her face while he pleasured her the best he knew how. He gently lay over her, his body covering her with his warmth as he moved his satin lips over her milky neck. Kissing it softly first, then he let his tongue escape as it trailed over her already naturally moistened skin.

"I love you..." Aya's deep voice resonant inside Kym's ear, sending hot and cold shiver down her spine as she wrapped her arms around his smooth, muscular back.

"I love you too..." she whispered back gently, her soft finger gliding up and down his back.

"I want..." Aya found himself hesitating, not wanting to make any mistakes with his next few words, wanting everything to be said and sound just right. He swallowed all of the rising tension in his voice and took a soft breath into his lungs before he spoke. "I want to give myself to you..." Kym felt her stomach leap and Aya pushed himself up to stare into her rather shocked brown eyes, Aya knew instantly she had been taken off guard by the words. "I'm sorry..." Aya shook his head gently, his ear tails tickling Kym's chest. But Kym took his pale face in her hands, and stared deep in his eyes, smiling and shaking her head as she did.

"No...It's not that..." A confused look crossing the red head. "There's...just something...you need to know about me first..." Aya smiled gently and kissed her forehead sweetly.

"What is it?" He purred softly in her ear, coaxing her to press on.

"I-"

"HEY AY...a..." Zeva swung the door wide open, gaping in shock as she stood in the doorway. "Uhhh...Hi There!" She folded her arms and leaned against the doorframe as she watched the two lovers untangle themselves. "Did I, catch you at a "bad time"?" Zeva doing air quotes with her fingers, trying to contain her laughter, at the same time catching a glimpse of Kym's bra as she pulled the covers over her exposed chest. "Hey Kym, that's a nice bra, you think I could "Borrow" it sometime?" Zeva again, doing air quotes as a sly smirk ran over her face, sending a wink in her friend's direction as she watched Kym turn three shades of red darker. "Like when it's on the floor?" An evil gleam flashing threw her eyes as she dodged a projectile pillow heading her way. With Aya staying DANGEROUSLY quiet, trying to control his hot flush.

"QUIT RUBBING IT IN ALREADY!!" Kym yelled at her evil red headed friend that reaped more havoc than she sowed.

"Yeah yeah yeah, well when you're all "Finished up" here, I've got something to ask Aya." Zeva reached for the door handle and turned her back, closing the door. Only to have Kym assist her the rest of way by taking control of Aya's door, letting the doorknob slam into Zeva's butt as it closed.

"OW! HEY!" Came a rather annoyed Zeva from the other side of the door, Kym smiling mischievously as she flipped the lock with ease thanks to her telekinesis. Aya and Kym both sighed deeply, shaking their heads in unison. But Aya's satin light touch got Kym's attention back to him.

"What is it you were trying to say?" He looked at her affectionately, stroking her soft arm with his fingers. Kym stared into his comftering eyes, her own gentle eyes becoming misty with Aya taking note of her forming tears. "Kym, Daijoubu?" Concern streaking in his eyes as he watched his love curl her shaking hands in fists down on the beds. But she steadily rose her head and forced a quirky smile.

"Ran..." She spoke calmly threw watery brown eyes, only to drop her wavering stare and shake her head, tossing about soft sandy blonde locks. "Not just yet...it's not right...for me tell you right now..." She felt ashamed and at a loss for words as Ran stood dumb struck next to her not sure what to do or say himself, or if he should say anything. "I should go..." her voice fragile against the harshness of the air surrounding them. Ran didn't stop her, he let her rise off the bed and make her exit toward the door, her pale hands lacing with the doorknob. "Gomen nasi...Ran-Chan..." his steadfast silence her only reply. She twisted the cold, unwelcoming metal of the doorknob and exited into the hall with Zeva leaning her back against the wall rather casually. Zeva didn't ask, the door to Aya's room was open and she didn't waste anytime making her entrance. Closing the door softly behind her, Aya not giving her much notice.

"Bad time?" She asked hesitantly, leaning against the door, her arms loosely folded. Aya just motioned for her to come in the rest of the way, and she proceeded the bed as requested. "You probably know what I'm going to ask you. What exactly was your motives behind getting captured?" She sat down on the bed in motion with her question, Aya staying silent for a moment until he spoke softly with her reply.

"Doing as ordered by my request..." his words grotesque and sharp.

"And that means what? Aya, that blonde haired man KNEW me as an Andonius. If this involves-"

"I was doing undercover work..." Aya's voice came quickly and trailed off in the still silence.

"I GET that part! Aya, this might concern my family, I have a right to know!" Zeva backed off as Aya lifted his heavy eyes toward her sea of emerald green.

"I was doing undercover to find out if that man was behind the Andonius murder. I requested to investigate the case a few weeks after it happened, but Kritkier never gave me a response until about a week ago. Mainly for FBI reasons."

"And..." Zeva wasn't satisfied with that answer.

"That's all I know..." He lied, not for personal gain but to protect her from any false information he had yet to confirm.

"Aya, look...I know you're not one for talking, but do you think you might be able to make an acceptation this time around? Don't make me probe your thoughts..." She winked at him carelessly, trying to lighten his reclusive state. Aya taking a relatively large breath, streaking his fingers through his satin red hair and releasing the breath he took, turning his eyes to bite her emerald eyes with his own amethysts of death.

"His name is Anthony Bradshaw...and right now he's the biggest and possibly the only lead to the death of your family. The person with the real information is Ninochka...the Russian spy that was working by his side for only God knows how long."

"Ninochka..." Zeva pondered the name for a moment "Russian...spy? Well that's a cliché if I've ever heard one."

"She was the brunette that you and Neese saved that was almost shot dead by Anthony." His voice stiff and hallow as Zeva dropped her head, studying the stitched line pattern on Aya's bedspread.

"I see...so she's our biggest lead? Have we heard anything at all from her sense she entered the hospital?" Zeva stared right at Aya, tucking fragments of her deep blood red hair behind her ear.

"No..." With that direct answer spoken in Aya's low yet quiet tone, Zeva made her fast exit. "Where are you going?!" Aya shouted as she walked out the door hurriedly.

"Do you have to ask?!" Was the only response that called back to him half way down the hallway, with her grabbing Neese along the way.

"Hey! What's going on?!" Neese shouted at her sisters strict grip around her arm.

"Were going to the hospital..." Zeva spoke with a trimmer in her voice and brutal determination frozen in her eyes.

"O...k…should I even ask?" Neese tugged her arm out of her sister grip, a red handprint stuck to her pale flesh.

"I think I might be able to find out who killed our parents…"

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Kaori eased herself out of the office her father once thrived in, that she had rightfully inherited after his departure from the physical world. She turned the key in the whole till the small click of the lock detected itself secure. Kaori had three months pregnant a week ago and she was finally begging to show for it wasn't hard to perceive with her small frame that she was defiantly pregnant. The hour was late and she on her way to what everyone thought was to be a private doctor appointment. Nothing had changed sense she told Brad about the baby, he still denied the existence of the growing child and Kaori tried to not let it affect her. She hurried down the steps of the grand building of Esstet and moved down the sidewalk.

"He's not far...I'll be able to walk there safely and back..." She spoke quietly to herself, reassuring her mind that the late streets were safe.

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Brad lay next to Schuldich who had spent the night at his place after an affectionate night of food and sex, some of the food leading into sex. Brad slept quietly next to the German who and managed to get one of his muscular arms around Brad's waist as they slept. Though Brad lay still in the bed, his mind was a knot of distorted images and fractured colors. The images and colors swirled and began to make a murky form.

/ "K...aori?" / Brad hummed inside his head as the image became steady, only to clear and become sharp. It was Kaori, going to a condominium building of an Esstet worker. He could tell this for she stood outside an oak door with the number 666 displayed neatly in golden numbers with the Esstet emblem burned artistically in the door. The vision moved quickly, with Brad barley able to take in all the imagery successfully. The vision moved and with one swipe Brad saw and perceived Kaori getting a bullet logged into her stomach by an unknown source. Her face struck terror in his mind, as his vision went red from the essence of spilt blood. "KAORI!!!" Brad sat up; sweat trickling down his face as his chest heaved uncontrollably, Schu shuddering awake with his lovers' outburst.

"WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT!" Schu panicked, looking around in a troubled manor as he registered Bradley's groan and watched him slump back down onto the covers, covering his pounding head.

"It's Kaori..." Brad sputtered out with Schu placing a soft hand on his clammy shoulder.

"What did you see?" Schu's voice slick like water and his eyes deep with an icy blue touch. Brad's breathing calming as he rotated his head around to stick to Schuldich's eyes, deep blue strands of hair falling into his mortified face.

"We've got to find her!" Brad tumbled out of bed, boxers being the only thing keeping him from complete exposure. Brad darting for the door, leaving Schu, whom had nothing to protect him from full exposure except a comfetor and a thin layer of sheets blinking in confusion on the bed.

"Um Brad..." Schu hesitated for a moment as Brad spun around to glare at her dumbstruck lover.

"WHAT?!" Brad bit back at the German, who now leaned back on the headboard of the bed, folding his arms, his trademark smirk crossing his lips.

"You might want to get some pants on..." Schu motioned to the solid navy blue boxers that clung around Brad's masculine waist. Brad just dropped a glare at the red head that sat smugly on the bed raising an eyebrow up at his lover. Crawford pried his hand off the already halfway open door and stormed over to his pants that were hanging neatly over a chair, snatching them up and pulling them up around his waist. Pulling a white wife beater over the top of his head for his means of a shirt, his chest muscles bulging appealingly while his arm muscles rippled down from the short sleeved shirt. And replacing his glasses that he had intelligently left on the nightstand in his mad dash to his face. "Just how do you plan on finding her?" Schu folded his arms across his chest; his eyes imbedded into his lovers' appearance.

"She's at an Esstet condominium complex." Brad spoke with his attention focused on the door as he locked his fingers around the knob.

"Oh that's GREAT Bradly, there's only twenty in the Tokyo area alone!" His lone pair of pants being tossed in his face met Schuldich smart alike remark.

"I know..." Bradly spoke with a wicked tone enveloping his voice. "That's why you're coming with me." Bradly walked over to the bed and yanked the cocky German out of the bed, exposing what Schu had no reason too ashamed of to the American. "Get dressed already! We don't have much time!"

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Kaori sighed as she stared rather blankly at the oak door with the emblem of Esstet artistically burned into it. "Well...here it is...apartment number 666." She took a deep breath, her dark blue, almost black eyes tinted in a fearful haze. She clenched her fingers together, forming a loose fist as she tapped gently on the door, awaiting a response of which came quicker than she assumed. The door flew open to expose the man she had expected to see.

"Kaori!" He chimed, embracing in a fast and lustful kiss. Kaori felt him latch onto her, forcing his tongue inside her mouth that seemed to throttle and gag her. She tightened her hand into a firm ball, and much to the mans surprise she decked him right across his face, imbedding her fist into his cheekbone hoping to leave a mark.

"You always knew how to great a lady dear brother..." Kaori sneered as she watched her blood sibling straiten himself after being struck down. He stood over her now; his dulled crystal blue eyes that used to shine like a washed out summer sky digging into her. He tipped her chin up gracefully, forcing her to look harder, deeper into that empty corpse.

"Were not siblings anymore, Takatori Kaori. I changed my last name for you...so I could have you like I've always wanted you." He strummed his fingers threw his raven black silk for hair, but she slapped his touch away, backing up from his strong form.

"Just because you changed your last name to Bradshaw, Anthony doesn't mean were not still related."

"And...my pet..." He took a step toward her, grabbing her chin and pushing it to his, welding their mouths together for another moment before breaking away to stare into her sickened eyes. "Just because I took you before you were really dead in your grave, and gave you the essence of Esstet technology, changing your appearance, forcing you to grow and become a woman of an adult age." He leaned into her shoulder, whispering delicately in her soft ear, feeling her tense under him for she knew what was to be spoken next. "Doesn't mean your not still Oka Takatori." Kaori winced at the sound of the name; she had spent years in the darkness of her brothers' shadow. Her memories of being Oka gone, and still dead to this day. But she knew Anthony wasn't lying, he had taken her to her once filled grave that she had only spent a few hours in the day of her supposed death. But Oka had died that day, she wasn't Oka anymore, and she knew it. She was Kaori Takatori, her brother's own creation that in his eyes, had helped him discover a way to beat God in the sickest of ways. "Now come...lets discuss what you wanted to talk about my dear." Kaori stepped inside Anthony's apartment, her head hung, her mind dizzy and her eyes cloudy jumping a little at the sound of Anthony clicking the door lock to secure the only exit and entrance. "Now, Kaori..." His voice seeming rather secure as he spoke her name. "What did you come to talk to me about?"

"Well..." She glanced down at her stomach, grateful her layers of business clothing covered her growing belly. She backed up against the couch and slowly sank into its cushions, wrapping her fingers around her knees. "Anthony...something's happened..." Anthony came to sit beside her, wrapping one of his thick arms pumped with muscle around her frail frame.

"What is it? My pet..." He kissed her temple gently, trying to persuade her to press on.

"You promise you won't get mad...?" She felt so insignificant compared to him, and she feared his rage and anger more than anything else in the world. He nodded, a reassuring smile applied to his answer. "Anthony...I'm...I got...pregnant..." She cringed, clamping her eyes shut, awaiting any type of explosion.

"Well that can't be." Anthony seemed to brush off the statement with ease. "I have yet to steal your virginity from you. Unless..." His voice dropped drastically and he latched his fingers around Kaori's delicate neck. "You...You betrayed me!" He lifted her off the couch, rising with the notion to watch her struggle, kick and gag under his grasp.

"An-Antho-ny! Please!" She clasped her fingers around his hand, desperately trying to pluck his broad, strong hand from her porcelain neck. "Don't do-" She hit the floor broadside.

"YOU TRASH! AFTER ALL I GAVE YOU! THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT ME?!" He prepped to impale her in the stomach with the liability from one of his steel toed boots, but she skillfully rolled out of his line of violence, standing quickly, panting and holding her side that was already forming a bruise. "I GAVE YOU YOUR LIFE BACK! I LET YOU BREATHE AGAIN! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"

"YOU ONLY BROUGHT ME BACK FOR YOUR OWN SELFISH REASONS! I WOULD PREFEAR TO BE ROTTING IN MY GRAVE THEN TO BE IN YOUR PRESENCE!" Kaori fought back against the verbal lashings, if anything she had to live for the baby, she couldn't let its life be taken by him like hers had so long ago. She watched Anthony's breath heave, he might be stronger, but his muscle weighed him down and allowed Kaori to predict his moves, except he wasn't coming for her like she had expected him to by now.

"You...don't you understand, Kaori? I couldn't put flowers on the grave of Oka! I knew you weren't dead...then I thought...about what I could do for you...make you mine...let you live...breath your blood...and give you the chance of a life time...to see death and life in the same day. I couldn't let you go, not until I had...one...kiss..." He began to stagger towards her with his words, every step he took she took one back, her eyes shaking with timid fear. "Come to me, you can't escape the destiny I gave you, you'll always be my pet...even when you die...I'll breath you in...you'll never rest...So tormented, it's beautiful."

"I'll never belong to you..." Kaori sputtered out, her voice just under a whisper. At her response, Anthony's eyes dilated and she could see the rage overtaking him. "I'll never let you take me or my child without a fight!" She dropped her eyes to level with him in a fierce glare of determination, watching Anthony being to shudder with laughter.

"Well then..." Kaori watched his hand fall to his ankle, ripping out his prized silver handgun. "IF IT CAN'T BE MY BABY! IT WON'T BE /HIS/ EAITHER!" Anthony smirked at the frozen fear of Kaori as he cocked back the gun.

"KAORI!" The door blasted open with Brad Crawford running in, Schuldich and Nagi tailing him just the trigger was heard and the shot rang threw the complex.

"NO!" Nagi thrust out his hand in an attempt to catch the bullet, but he was a second to late as the bullet impaled Kaori, penetrating her flesh with blood splattering the walls and carpet. Nagi relaxed his hand slowly, shaking in fear as he felt tears swell in his eyes with the image of Kaori hunching over from the impact of the led forcing her to fall to the ground. "...no...I was...to late..." Nagi looked down in the palm of his hands, tears dripping down on his hands that were covered with false sin. Brad stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Kaori's blood soaking the carpet, trembling in rage and sorrow as the blood continued to flow.

"BASTERD!" Brad lunged for Anthony only to smight him with the power of his raw fists. "HOW COULD YOU?! HOW COULD YOU KILL HER?! HOW!?" Brad couldn't stop beating the face of the man he didn't nor care to recognize.

"Brad!" Schu attempted to call out to his enraged lover, but his voice was washed out by the sound of another bullet cracking and the German let fear hold him as he watched Brad fall back from the man, blood spouting like a fountain in July from his right shoulder.

"Schuldich!" Nagi shouted, throwing out his hand once again to stop a bullet that had thankfully paused inches from the Telepathics forehead. Schu blinked down at the bullet that was streaming with Brad's blood. He watched as it quivered in front of him before Nagi let the hunk of led fall uselessly to the floor. Schu's blue eyes darted up from where the bullet had fallen an intense glare shadowing over his eyes as he pushed up his jacket sleeves at the sight of Brad dripping blood.

"Now...it's...personal..." Schuldich popped his knuckles, his broad shoulder pulled tight as his eyes glazed over with rage. Schu strangled Anthony's mind; sending surges of un controlled thoughts into the enraged blonde. "This will teach you to shoot my man..." Schu flexed his muscles, watching Anthony twitch and scream in agony.

"Schuldich, STOP!" Nagi tried to get the German to reconsider his actions. "You'll kill him!"

"That's the point..." Schu spoke threw clenched teeth, his eyes wild with blind rage. Anthony's cries strained the air, and his strong hands were clamped shut around his head with Schuldich watching in appeasement while Anthony began to whiter on the floor.

"Bra-d-ly...?" Kaori cracked weakly from her heap of a body on the floor. Brad taking note to her fractured voice. He rushed over to her, turning over her gushing body to hold in his strong, warm arms, her face sending fear to scurry down his spine.

"Kaori..." Brad had never felt so vulnerable, so emotional and what hit him most, is that she could still smile at him, threw all her pain he still looked at him in the most invigorating way.

"The ba-by...it's ok...see? Th-the bullet we-went in here." Kaori weakly pointed to the bullet whole that was stationed just under her breastplate, her fingers and hand coated in a thin film of blood. Brad dropped his eyes to where her hand had fallen; sure enough that was a dark whole filled with a smooth led with frayed fabric poking up from the wound.

"Kaori, hang on. Where going to get you to the hospital. You'll be just fine, I swear by it." He gripped Kaori in his arms, carefully picking her out of her own blood pile. "Schuldich!" Brad bit at the German who was enjoying just seeing how much he could give Anthony before his brain split in half. "Let him go! We have no more business here!"

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Zeva and Neese stormed the hospital halls, looking for the room that would provided them with the one person who had what they hoped, to be information on their family. They finally stopped outside their designation, both of them hesitating before going into the patent room. They took note that she sat up, awake, and the Russian had turned her head to eye who had come to grace her with their presence. At the sight of their acknowledgement the twins stepped completely in the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Glad the see the surgery went well." Neese spoke as she strolled over to the medical bed, her hands shoved inside her pockets.

"Excuse me...But do I know you two?" The Russian spoke gently, confusion filling her eyes.

"Were the two that rescued Aya and Yohji, the two men that were being held captive by a man who goes by the name of Anthony Bradshaw. We've come here to ask you some questions, don't worry, were not with the media or the police. We come on our own terms." Zeva responded coolly to the brunette's question, watching as her face changed with confusion.

"Were here on any type of information you can give us on Anthony and the Andonius family." Neese spoke from beside her twin.

"Why...how...?"

"Were the last of that family." Zeva quickly shot out, as she watched the Russian's eyes grow.

"But I thought there was only one remaining...how can both of you..."

"That's not important right now." Neese snapped at the Russian, but in a slightly gentle tone. Neese eased herself down gently to set at the woman's feet. "Please, help us." Neese looked at Nina with pleading eyes, Zeva too implanting a mournful gaze on the suspect.

"Alright, I'll tell you what I know." Nina sighed running her hand that was free of an IV needle threw her long, thick more curl than wave hair. "First off, Anthony's real last name isn't Bradshaw, it's Takatori. I've been working by his side for three years, investigating for the Japanese FBI; I was called in from Russia to do so, My name is Ninochka also known as Nina. Anthony inherited a lot of his father's money when he passed away. Apparently he has a sister, Kaori Takatori, though I've only met her once. His other sister, Oka Takatori passed away from a freak accident. Anthony works for a company called Esstet, apparently he's one of the higher ups. Though I don't know much about that business, I know he owns/ controls the area that his sister works in. And I do know for a fact he had something to do with the Andonius family. Anthony used to be business partners with your father, Mr. Andonius. I was with them the day they met at a business convention. There Anthony and Mr. Andonius made an agreement to become really good business partners, and for awhile, everything was going well, until Anthony made an unthinkable request. Anthony asked to start receiving over half of Mr. Andonius profits, and when Mr. Andonius decline...that's when Anthony took it upon himself to kill him and all his family, it hopes that the money would instantly be passed over to him with no remaining heirs to the fortune Mr.Andonius had inherited. But I know for a fact, Anthony didn't kill your family with his own hands, he had someone else do it. But I've noticed Anthony had been getting rather suspicious and anxious as to why he had yet to receive the money he was promised when the death of the family happened. Now I know why, you two are still alive, there for the money directly goes to you." Nina finally stopped talking, and she looked at the two girls mortified yet contemplating faces.

"So our family's death was the result in greed...heh...how ironic." Zeva sighed deeply, fighting back tears mixed with rage, swallowing the building knot in her throat.

"Come on Z, let's go." Neese placed a gentle hand on her sister's shoulder as she rose slowly off the bed, Zeva following her motions.

"Thank you, Nina." Neese and Zeva both spoke in unison, Nina nodding in reply to their thank you before the two young women exited the room. Once outside the door Neese eyed her red headed twin.

"Did you get it?" She shifted her eyes, looking seriously at Zeva who reached in her jacket and pulled out a small hand held recorder that was still winding tape until her thumb moved over the "stop" button.

"Every last word..."

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Kaori sat prompt in her desk chair; her back facing the door until her desk phone rang. She spun around in her chair, her hand landing on the receiver, picking it up quickly.

"Moshi Moshi?" She spoke softly, her dark eyes growing as she registered the voice on the other end of the line. "An-Anthony?! What are you-"

"Shut-up and listen, I need you to get me an assassin team."

"...What?" Kaori knew what her brother was spouting, but she didn't know why.

"I want Schwartz to do this job, there the only ones efficient enough to go threw with it without getting caught."

The call ended there...and Kaori slowly replaced the receiver where it belonged, sitting back in her chair, trying to register everything that had just happened. "An assassin group...for what? Why does he..." She sighed, leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes. She would send a team, but it wouldn't be Schwartz, that's the only thing she was sure on now.

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Brad raced into the hospital with Kaori in his arms who was slipping further and further into black, ignoring his own gushing wound that luckily wasn't shot full of led. A nurse took note of three men rushing in, one looking more frantic than the others, her eyes planting on the bloody heap of a body that the darker haired man was carrying. She immediately called for a doctor, and paged E.R. A doctor came rushing down one of the side halls right as Brad approached the front desk, a trail of Kaori's blood mixed with his own coating the waxed floor. The doctor pried the limp body from Brad's arms, while another nurse dragged the struggling Pre-Cog off to get his own wound worked on. Three hours and twenty cups of coffee later, Brad was finally able to go back to Kaori's room, with Schu staying awake with him threw his ramped thought process and Nagi innocently curled up in one of the large cushioned waiting room chairs asleep. Schuldich rising as Brad began to exit the room, but Crawford shot him a message.

"Let me go alone..." Brad glanced over his shoulder at the German who still seemed hesitant. But the American just waved off Schuldich wavering glance and exited the waiting room. Brad combed the hallways till he finally came to Kaori's room, opening the door quietly. "Kaori...?" He whispered softly before stepping completely into the room and clicking the door gently shut. She lay propped up on the bed, her skin paler than usual and her raven silk hair matted to her forehead and pillow. A IV was injected in her right hand, white bandages taped over it and clear tubes ran threw her nose with a heart monitor beeping in the still silence. He watched by the door, unsure of exactly what to do, till she let her eyes crack open and she slowly rotated her head to eye the person that had come into her room.

"Brad...?" He moved across the room with the sound of his name, kneeling by her bed.

"Hey..." He spoke no louder than a whisper, letting a grimace of a smile flow over his face. "How are you feeling?" he asked while stroking her hand gently, and she smiled back at him.

"I'm fine...the babies ok too." She let he other hand drift over her stomach, soothing it with the stroking of her fingers. They smiled at each other for a moment, when a knock on the made both their glances shift as a nurse walked in.

"Oh! Pardon me, but, could I please have a word with Ms.Takatori?" Brad glanced back at Kaori and nodded gently, rising from beside the bed and making his exit. Once Brad had left the nurse approached Kaori's bed, seeming rather cautious. "Um...Ms.Takatori? Are you aware that you are pregnant?"

Kaori dropped her glance at the nurse, illuminating frustration. "No...I thought it was some kind of infectious decease...YES! Of course I know I'm pregnant!" The nurse merely nodded and sighed, glancing over the charts she was given.

"Ms.Takatori...this may be hard for you to swallow...so I suggest you brace yourself. According to the X-rays and the way the baby is positioned in your stomach, it's inevitable that you will die giving birth to this child...but that can be changed, if you to decide to abort it early on in its stages of development." Kaori lay frozen to the bed...loose her life...or loose the baby? Was this some kind of sick joke? She pondered over it; Brad's words running threw her mind. "Abort it, Kaori." She shook her head gently, had he known the whole time? And that's why he said what he did and acts the way he does? She stroked her belly with her hand, closing her eyes as a tear streamed down her face.

"I'm keeping the baby..." She said, no louder than a gentle hum of a whispering wind. The nurse just nodded and bowed as Kaori continued to stroke her stomach.

"Hai, Ms. Takatori." The nurse made her exit, with Brad re entering the room, moving back toward the bed at the seemingly upset Kaori.

"What did she say?" Brad asked gently, taking her hand in his. But she swallowed her fear and depression and cracked a smile.

"Oh, just that...that everything thing looks fine, and I should be out of here in a few days..." Brad let a grimace of a smile flow over his lips as he kissed her hand gently.

"You seem tired...I'll go and let you get some sleep..." He rose from her side and she watched him fade into the hall, shutting the door behind him, waiting to make sure that he was gone, before she truly began to cry.