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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-1. Chap
- 1
- 2
Chapter One:

Choosing Sides

�Doesn�t
that foolish girl ever know when to shut up?�

�I
mean it, Kyo! Where did you put it now?�

The
red-eyed samurai merely wore his usual, �I don�t give a shit,� face, clearly
ignoring her as always.

Fuming
Yuya growled her frustration and went back to where Benitora had picked a fight
with Sasuke over who got the last roll. At least there was someone around here she could bully and get away with a
satisfactory result.

Pausing
their battle, both Benitora and Sasuke looked on as she sat down, �What�s the
matter Yuya-han?�

�Kyo
took my wallet� again.�

�Aww,
Yuya-han,� the tiger began, giving Sasuke a look that said they would continue
their feud later, �Kyo-han�s had your wallet for two days now.�

Now
sporting a nice red replica of Yuya�s hand on his cheek, Benitora sat back as
Akira chimed in, �You�ll never learn, will you?�

Mumbling
something in response, Benitora didn�t even seem to notice tat Sasuke had
stolen his roll after all. He was too worried about Yuya-han. She just seemed
so� un-her. It was enough to make him upset with Kyo, too.

Couldn�t
he lay off the teasing for one day? Just one? Yuya knew they would head out
soon � Kyo seemed restless over at his spot by the small stream � but she just
didn�t feel like moving. Ever. What was the point anyway? All she ever did was
slow everyone down. Kidnappings, murder attempts� all done under the claim that
she was Kyo�s most prized possession.

Mibu
assassins certainly did have quite the sense of humor, didn�t they? Prized
possession� ha!

She�d
wandered a little ways from the group, but she just wanted some alone time for
once. Of course, whenever she wanted to be alone, she usually got attacked.

No
rest for the wicked, it seemed�

And
Kyo would definitely know all about that. At times she was sure he prided
himself on it.

Rustling
off to her right grabbed her attention, and she debated whether or not to
investigate, though Mibu assassins didn�t usually make noise�

�Get
off me!� A female voice. More rustling, �Please, stop it, you�re hurting me!�

That
decided it.

Not
caring at all for her safety, Yuya drew her three-barreled gun, readied it to
fire, and sped through the undergrowth, aware of footsteps behind her but not
caring at the moment, too intent on saving whoever was out there.

�Shut
up, no one cares; no one�s going to save you.� A man�s voice hissed, Yuya
coming to a halt and hiding behind a tree, trying to catch a peek at the
attacker.

He
was a tall man, probably six feet three inches tall at the least, while his
victim was only just barely over five feet, struggling against him and raking
him with her nails and biting whenever she could� until he captured both of her
wrists in one of his, looming over her like a thundercloud over a sapling, her
kimono ripped and slightly bloody.

Taking
careful aim, Yuya waited for the attacker to sit back up again, she finally got
her chance and fired, a bullet catching him just on the side of his left arm,
the sound of gunfire causing the woman to scream, her face covered in blood
from a wound above her right eye.

Scratch
that. She didn�t have a right eye. At
least, not anymore.

Yuya
turned her attention to the attacker, his light brown hair loose about his
shoulders, clutching at his injured arm as Benitora, Sasuke, and Akira appeared.

�What
happened, Yuya-han?�

�I
caught him,� she said, jerking her gun barrel in the man�s direction, �attack
her��

The
woman on the ground � bloody and missing her right eye � cried out despite her
wounds, �Attacking me? He was trying
to untie me! The attacker�s over there, dead, as he should be.�

Following
the young woman�s gaze, Yuya saw the body of a gruff man with a needle sticking
out of the back of his neck, hakama around his ankles.

�Oh
no�� Yuya muttered, Benitora rushing to catch her as she fainted.

�Um,
I don�t mean to interrupt, but� a little help would be nice�� The young man said, still clutching his arm and
looking sheepish.

Later
that night�

Green
eyes opened as she woke to a pounding headache. What in the world had happ-�?

�He was trying to untie me!�

She
had shot a man. An innocent man� if that didn�t mark her as worthless, what
did?

�Y-Yuya-han?
Are you awake?�

She
turned onto her side, not wanting to talk to anyone right now but unable to
stop herself from replying, �Go away��

�Aww,
c�mon Yuya-han,� the tiger sighed, kneeling beside her, �we all know it was an
accident.�

�He
was innocent.�

�Everybody
makes mis-��

�Kyo
doesn�t,� she half snapped, �Kyo never
makes mistakes, because Kyo�s perfect,
right? He must be to have so many admirers, right?�

Realizing
he wasn�t going to be able to reach her right now, Benitora left her alone.
Someone came and took his place. Two of them.

�We
forgive you.�

The
voices were familiar and unfamiliar at the same time, so much so that Yuya had
to look over her shoulder to see who had spoken.

A
man with his left arm in a makeshift sling.

A
woman with bloody bandages over her right eye.

Yuya
looked away, �No you don�t.�

�I
do,� the man said softly, �really. I would�ve assumed the same thing.�

�Of
course you would. You�re a pervert.� The woman stated in a partially indignant
tone.

�That�s
the beside the point.�

�And
he doesn�t deny it�?� The woman muttered.

�Please,
Shiina, Yuya-san � yes, we�ve heard of you � please believe us when we say we
forgive you. It was an honest mistake.�

Sitting
up to face them, Yuya still got shivers when looking at their injuries,
�Really?�

�Really,�
the man said, bowing slightly as his light brown hair fell over his jade eyes,
�I�m Shirogane, Toge. This is my friend��

�Shira.
Nomori, Shira. Please we are to meet you.� The young woman smiled softly.

�We
would even like to hire you for your services.� Toge smiled.

�W-What?
What for?�

Shira
touched her fingertips to her cheek, just beneath her missing eye, �To find the
man who took my eye.�

Yuya
was puzzled and she knew it was noticeable in her voice, �You mean damaged,
ne?�

�No,
I mean took. Cut it out of its socket and ran away with it as it bounced about
in a tin cup. He ran away, leaving his partner to do as he pleased with me.
When you heard me screaming, Toge was already taking care of him. That other
man took my eye. I want it back.�

Blinking
her confusion, Yuya attempted to change the subject, �So� what are you doing
all the way out here?�

�We
were supposed to be following the man who ended up stealing my eye. That plan
didn�t work out too well. He had valuable information and somehow got behind
us.�

Toge
smiled, �Our, er, employer won�t be happy when hefinds out we�re gonna take
longer than expected.�

�He
can wait,� Shira scoffed, �without us to do his dirty work, he�s nothing. No
matter what he holds over our heads, we do what we want, when we want. Sooner or later, he�ll see what side we�re on, and
when he does, I will laugh.�

Toge
sniffed, looking from Shira to Yuya and back again, �Um� whose side are we on, anyway?�

Shira�s
one gray eye hardened, �Ours.�
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