Roy was grinning up at the stunned Yuri and Ichihari. "Get it?!" he called up. Keisuke was already in the air, landing harshly by Roy. "E-Edge. . ." Keisuke said, his voice raspy and pupils dilated. "Oho, you look mad." Roy said, smiling. Keisuke clicked his tongue. "What is it you have against me, Edge? You and Hazard both. Don't tell me you're jealous." Keisuke said, sliding his foot to the side, then circling Roy. Roy knew Keisuke's footwork and copied, both of them in a standoff. "Of course I'm jealous. You got the job I had always wanted." Roy said, his eyes narrowing.
Keisuke snickered. "Immature brat." he said. Roy gritted his teeth. "I got the job because I'm better." Keisuke said. He surprised Roy by suddenly walking forward. Keisuke put his mouth to Roy's ear. "In every sense of the word. Better at hunting, better at killing, better than you." he whispered sharply. Roy swung his fist into Keisuke's stomach. Keisuke gripped Roy's back, coughing blood over Roy's shoulder. "What's wrong? You're slipping, Requiem." he snapped. Keisuke shook his head. "I deserved that." he managed, blood leaking from his mouth. "What are you wearing? An iron glove?" Keisuke hissed, grabbing Roy's wrist and holding it up. He was wearing brass knuckles, only they were spiked and jagged. "God. You stabbed me." Keisuke shouted, throwing Roy's hand away.
Roy only glared at Keisuke. "Ichihari, take Yuri home." Keisuke called up to the two on Hell's Gate. Ichihari hesitated. Keisuke raised an eyebrow. Ichihari shivered, grabbing Yuri's waist, jumping down from the wall. "Yuri," Keisuke called. Yuri looked over at him, trying to hate him, but unable to do so. "Did Yiru ever tell you about me? About her job?" he asked. Yuri shook her head. Keisuke laughed, blood filling his mouth and spilling out. "She didn't love me." he said, waving her off. Then, in one movement, he had tackled Roy. Roy kicked Keisuke over Hell's Gate, then he himself leapt over out of sight. Silence reigned as Ichihari dragged Yuri out of the district, random Girls asking where Requiem and Edge had gotten to.
Yuri was kicking and screaming, almost nailing Ichihari. "Stop that!" he snapped, ducking from her blows. "Let me down! Ichihari!" Yuri shouted, only struggling more. Ichihari finally let her go, angrily shoving her away from him. Yuri stumbled backwards, then turned on her heel, looking wildly around. She didn't know for what, or even for who, but there, in the alley of Girls and Sellers, Yuri believed to be an answer. Then, Ichihari grabbed the back of her hair and tugged down. Yuri's head whipped back, her mouth open in surprised. A sweet liquid filled her mouth, almost like honey, only not as viscous.
Ichihari finished pouring the contents of the little bottle into her mouth. "Swallow." he said, his hand covering her mouth. Yuri managed to gulp it down, shocked. "It'll calm your nerves." Ichihari said, frowning. "What is it? Medicine? It tasted like sweet honey. Too sweet." she asked. "PandorE." Ichihari answered. Yuri was sputtering in a second. "Y-You made me drink PandorE?!" she screamed, holding her throat.
"Yea. That amount was like a shot of liquor. You might need another." Ichihari said. He took her hand and led her down the alleys. Yuri was aware that she no longer felt angry — only calm. She was thrust into a car, and Ichihari got in the front. He revved the car, then sped off. While they were driving, he offered her another shot of PandorE. Yuri took it, gulping it down. It coated her throat. Sickly sweet. Yuri was tired. She slept.
Yuri woke up, her head throbbing. She vaguely remembered Ichihari saying something like how she had no capacity for drinking. Yuri sat up, blinking hard. "W-What happened?" she muttered, as if someone else was in the room. Which no one was. She got up and slowly got dressed, then went into the living room. Ichihari was typing away at his computer as if his life depended on it.
"U-Uhm, hey, good morning." Yuri said. He nodded, his eyes never leaving the screen. Looking at all the numbers, Yuri remember something. "Hey, remember that time Keisuke was here and you hacked into my data and erased everything about me? You said it gave him a day. It's been well over a day, most obviously. What did he do?" she asked. "Oh, that? Well, when data goes missing, it shakes the company up. No one could find you in the digital database, so they went to the paper records they have of cases. While no one was in the technology room, Keisuke set up a bomb in that room. When the explosion went off, no one was in the library, obviously, as they were all trying to figure out what the hell happened. He set another bomb off in the library. They're missing everything. Fingerprints, DNA, anything you can think of. Except for the fact two of 'em Sweepers have already seen ya." Ichihari explained, turning to glance at her. Yuri frowned.
"I-I see." she managed. Ichihari only grinned and went back to typing.
"I want to go home." Roy said. The male next to him smiled. "Well, too bad. Requiem, even though you stabbed him, kicked the hell out of you. You're lucky your ribs aren't broken. He must have been holding back." he said. Roy's eyes narrowed, gnashing his teeth. "Face it. We're no match for him, not alone. We need to work together." the male said. Roy looked at him as he worked, wrapping a bandage around Roy's bloody abdomen and arm. When he finished, he stood up. "There. All done." he said. "Thanks." Roy said, admiring the handiwork. He stood up as well.
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