A Friendly Little Chat (INVITE ONLY)

[Kazumi O'Connor]

It was just another day at home. Just the thought made Kazumi smile. For the first time in months, hell, for the first time since leaving Italy, Kazumi actually felt like she was home....Sure, she had lived in a couple houses with her parents and brothers since moving to the states, but with all the tension between herself and her brothers, and now, with them gone, those places had never felt like home. At least not in the way that Kazumi viewed it.

But this, well this house sure as hell felt like the home she had been lacking all this time. No, it wasn't the house itself, though it was a rather nice, quaint little one bedroom house. It was instead Patrick and the fact that he lived there with her. Having him in bed with her each night, or there to curl up with on the couch....well that made all the difference in the world. It was no big secret to anyone at this point that she was in love with the guy, and with Feht being beat back more and more, things were actually going amazingly well.

When she had woken up on that street after being locked away in that room for three months, she had thought that she would never again be able to feel happiness, at least not to this degree...yet here she was, happier than she had been in a long time. No, that was a lie. She was in fact happier than she had ever been in her life.

A little content sigh passing her lips as she made her way through the bedroom, picking up the random bits of laundry that had been left thrown about from the night before and making the bed. She had always been a bit of a neat freak, even when she was younger, but now, well now she actually had a reason to be that way.

Patrick was out, well, not so much out as in he had gone to school. She knew that she should have, but when she had woken up this morning she had felt way too nauseous to even think about getting dressed and going in. It wasn't uncommon, at least not lately, but the big difference today had been that it was worse than all the other mornings from the previous couple of weeks. So yeah, she had told him that she was feeling a bit under the weather and then kissed him goodbye and crawled back into bed until the nausea had passed.

She didn't have a clue what was wrong with her.....Well, okay, she had a pretty good idea, but it was one of those things were she was playing it off as not knowing...One, because it was easier and it didn't mess up anything in her life.....Two, because she was scared to death to confirm what her mind pretty much knew to be true.

Scared because it was not something she had planned or expected and because of the fact that she knew Patrick wasn't likely to be too happy about it. The last thing she wanted was a reason for him to walk out. Gods how that would kill her.

Catching herself thinking about it, she shook her head, carrying the clothes she had gathered up into the bathroom and tossing them into the dirty clothes. A little whistle starting before she would quickly clamp her hand down over her mouth. Ever since Feht had started to fuse back with the rest of her mind, that stupid tune had been echoing through her mind...the very one that Earth had always been humming or whistling every time he came to her "room."

Slightly she would shake her head as her hand fell away, a little sigh passing her lips as she made her way down the hallway and toward the living room. Though, as she entered, there would be a knock at the door, her brow arching slightly as she moved toward it. She had not been expecting anyone, and usually those who knew where she lived, which was pretty much her family, and thats it, called.....

Reluctantly she would pull back the panel next to the door, exposing the small monitor that showed her the front steps...She hated all things electronic still, so looking at the small black and white screen was almost torture for her. Those blue eyes quickly glancing over the screen, it didn't take her long to make out the figure standing there....

Edward...

A familiar voice echoing in her mind. It still surprised her when that happened, seeing as how it didn't happen often...But then Feht was still not fully fused back with her. She supposed in time it would increase back to what it had been before Earth had ever gotten his hands on her.

Catching her mind wandering, she would grumble to herself and close the panel, moving to punch in her pin code to open up the door. She may not have liked Edward, but he still came around from time to time...Though in her rush to avoid looking at the screen, she had not noticed the other figure that had been looming behind her personal security guard....A figure she did not know, at all.

As she pulled open the door, her hands tugged down her t-shirt that covered her, torso....the only other thing on being a pair of small black shorts. Only then, when her eyes lifted to look at Edward, did she notice the man that stood behind him, and instantly something in her gut twisted. Call it intuition or something...but whatever it was, it was telling her to just shut the door and set the alarms once more. "You are not supposed to be here Edward, not when I am alone. Come back later if you need to fix something." He was the head of electronics and the one who set up this whole house on a security grid, so it wasn't uncommon for him to drop by to fix things from time to time. But Kevala had made it clear that he wasn't to be alone with her, not after what Kaz had told her about the man.

Casting a rather uncertain glance to the man behind him, she would say nothing more, moving to shut the door to try and seal them out. Though just as she did, a sudden force kicked the door back open, directly into her, instantly causing her lip to split and blood to slide down her chin as she stumbled back, ass landing hard against the carpeted floor. "Not this time Kazumi. We need to have a little talk."

Edward stepping inside, dressed in his usual suit. His presence looming over her and causing her to crawl backwards, those eyes locked on him as she shook her head. "No! Get out of here before I call my Mother!"

Cut short of issuing another series of threats as he came forward, bending down and his large hand backhanding her across the face, her head snapping to the side as the pain slid through her, hair falling across her face.

Fuck, this was not good. Not good at all. Quickly she tried to get away, slamming her foot into his knee and then turning over to crawl away before scrambling to her feet once more....For now losing track of where the other guy had gone, and not even thinking about him at this point.

["Father"]

"Fool... I gave you one command, just one simple command, to bring no harm upon her, and you could not even complete that simple task. Don't just stand there like an idiot, go after her."

A voice sneered, the kind of voice that sent chills running down your spine, standing behind Edward, was a man with black hair and red eyes, known simply as "The Doctor." Oh, he went by other names, but given his line of work, the name suited him just perfectly. Striding into the house, his hands clasped behind his back, The Doctor would simply bare a maniacal grin of sorts. Run, run, as fast you can, little one, but her efforts would be simply futile, in the end, he would have her in his hands.

He could hardly wait...

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Edward would grimace as he heard The Doctor speaking out behind him. He didn't want to cross his boss, that was for sure. He had never been privy to seeing first hand what the man did with his work, but he had heard enough to know that it was far better to be somebody who worked for him than somebody who "excited" him. "Sorry boss..."

His feet carrying him forward at a slightly faster pace, he caught up the Kazumi as soon as she regained her footing. His hand reaching out and fisting tightly in the back of her hair, jerking her back, he would draw a little yelp from her. Her small body colliding with his, back pressed into his chest as his arm snaked about her slender waist, pinning her arms to her sides as he did so...and hoisted her upward so that her feet no longer touched the ground. "Let me go Edward! Now!!" A growl in her voice as she struggled to jerk away, trying to get an arm free. She was going to tear him apart if she got her hands on him, though Edward was significantly stronger than her, she had always known that...His grip tightening around her, squeezing the breath out of her. Those eyes instantly flaring from blue to amethyst with traces of crimson streaking through them.

Roughly he jerked her head back, his lips pressing close to her ear. "Shhh...I told you, we need to have a little talk." A deep breath taken in of her scent, that lilac smell causing him to shiver slightly. However he would quickly compose himself, working to contain the little spit fire as he moved slowly back toward his boss.

Stopping a few feet away, her continued to hold onto her about the waist and through her hair, knowing if he let her move she was going to at least make him bleed before he could contain her again. Noting the blood that dripped down her chin and onto her shirt though he just ignored it, wincing slightly. Not because he cared, but because he was sure that the boss wasn't going to like that one damn bit. Fuck.

As for Kazumi, she was trying her best to get free, but the way he currently had her was not allowing her to move at all. Well not aside from kicking her legs to try and wiggle free and her body writhing within his grip...Though when he tightened down again she stilled, just a bit.

It was only then that she even bothered to look through the tangle of hair that fell across her face toward the man that she was now being held in front of. "You have no fucking idea who you are messing with! My mother will kill you both when I tell her!" If Patrick didn't get to them first. She didn't know who this guy was, but he was dead, and that was all that mattered at this point. A little growl issued as her tongue darted across the split in her lip, a bruise already forming along the side of her face.

["Father"]

Edward receiving no response whatsoever, which was not a good thing when it came to this man, The Doctor would quietly shut the door behind him, cutting off any sound from reaching unwanted ears, while his employee chased down his prize, managing to capture her without much fuss, though the verbal quips exchanged excited him all the more. He had to fight hard to contain his excitement, how he could not wait for that particular moment.

Though... He did catch the little shiver that ran through Edward's body, but the man's fantasies were of little concern to him, all that mattered was his research. His eyes did narrow at the sight of blood dripping onto Kazumi's shirt, he would deal with that little mistake on Edward's part later. An excited grin on his face, he was far away enough that Kazumi's kicks would do nothing but wear her out faster, but with Edward tightening his grip on her, she stilled down.

"Is that suppose to frighten me? I could care less if your mother ran this entire country, none will get in the way of my research. How I have waited so long for this moment..."

One arm darting out from behind his back, The Doctor leaned forward and grasped Kazumi's chin with surprising gentleness and tilt her chin up, forcing her to look up at him, a look of excitement shining in his eyes, and not of the good kind, I'm afraid.

"Nothing will stop me from achieving what I have toiled over for so long, nothing! That includes your little boyfriend, so I would suggest you cease trying to get Edward here fired, or you may find something unpleasant is in store for... Mr. O'Connor..."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She had no clue what this guy was going on about. Research? What research? Her mind trying to put whatever pieces together that she could manage, but finding it rather difficult given the fact that she was confused as all hell. As for Edward, well she was so going to tell her Mother about this. No real attention paid to the mans rantings about how her Mother's position didn't phase him.

He clearly didn't know her Mother. Though when he mentioned Patrick, well that got her attention, those eyes flaring to solid crimson as she narrowed them upon him, once more jerking to get free from Edward's grip, this time ten times harder than she had been previously. "Fuck you!" Yeah, Feht's fusing back with her created a slightly more violent and aggressive Kaz....no two ways about it.

"You really don't have any idea who you are fucking with do you!? He isn't just some guy you can walk up to and take out...though I am sure he will be more than happy to kill you when he finds out about this...Assuming of course I don't get the chance to do so first." Oh yeah, he had threatened her boyfriend....he was as good as dead in her mind. Perhaps a couple weeks ago, she might have, at most, thought of kicking his ass...severely, for such a threat. But with Feht becoming a part of her mind once more, that unlocked the old Kaz that wouldn't hesitate to slit this fuckers throat for threatening what was her's.

"Just who the hell do you think you are anyway?! You don't know us! You don't know any of us! If you did you would know that by this time tomorrow I wont just have this son of a bitch fired but you will never be able to find his fucking body!" Oh yeah, she was going to call her Mother first thing, and if they tried anything, she was sure that her Mother would easily find out about it, noticing Edward was gone, and she would hunt them down and kill them both.

Of course, Kaz had no real idea of who she was dealing with or just how much he did know about her, about her Mother.......about Patrick.

["Father"]

Her idle threats no cause of concern for The Doctor, if anything, it caused his ever increasing excitement to grow even more, he would let go of her chin and take a step back, his hands clasped behind his back once more, any injuries incurred would be on Edward's head, as he was the one restraining Kazumi, not The Doctor. His maniacal grin widening even more, his eyes filled with the excitement of a hungry beast that had captured its prey, he reached into the inside of his white lab coat and pull out a manila folder, how wrong she was.

"Do you know what this is? No, of course you don't, how presumptuous of me."

Opening the folder, he would turn the folder around so the contents were viewable to Kazumi, the very first page seen consisted of vital data of a person and underneath, pages of what appeared to be outlines of various missions, but what would really draw her attention was the picture attached to the front page with a paper clip, it was...

"Mr. Patrick O'Connor. I know more about him than you would ever believe. If you don't cease your efforts to get Edward fired and you don't keep quiet and play nice, just watch, without even lifting a single finger, I could send Patrick on a mission from which he will never return and you would never see him again, or have him subjected to and suffer torturous consequences that he'll wish he was gone from the face of this world. Now then, do you understand just what can and might happen, or must I continue on?"

[Kazumi O'Connor]

She jerked her head away as best she could about the same time that this guy in front of her let go. Those eyes slowly melting into a shade of crimson as she narrowed them upon him. Of course, when he pulled out the file, it would get her attention...if for no other reason than she could not think of what the hell a file had to do with any of this.

And then, there it was.....A picture of Patrick and....and....

Her eyes widened, the details not so much being taken in as they were scanned over. She didn't know the details of too many things from Patrick's past, mostly because she never asked and he never offered up the information....yet the way that they information was laid out, the dates, the places, the....the everything....She might not have been the smartest person in the world, but it didn't take her long to put two and two together.

"Y..You are ....him...." Those eyes raising upward to look at the figure once more. She didn't so much ask as she declared it as a statement of fact. There was only one person who could have this much information on him, only one person that would threaten to send him away...to..to ....Oh God....

Those crimson eyes filled with tears as she swallowed down past the lump in her throat. She...She couldn't risk it...Could she? So many thoughts and fears running through her mind, she couldn't even think straight let alone form words. All she could think for certain was that she couldn't be the reason that he died, she couldn't be the reason that he suffered.

A single tear rolling down her cheek she would cut her eyes away and give a nod, as good as she could given the hand gripping her hair. "Fine...j..just don't hurt him.." She would force the words out though she had never felt more sick to her stomach than she did now. Eyes closing as she bit down on the inside of her cheek to keep herself from crying. No, not while this fucker was standing there...She was not going to give him that satisfaction....

["Father"]

The Doctor would simple bare his wide, maniacal grin in response, confirming what she had feared. Good, she had figured out who he was, and in figuring it out, she had realized just how powerful AND dangerous he truly was, he was most pleased.

His eyes alive with the wrong kind of excitement as a single tear rolled down her face before she quickly shied her face away from him, now this was more like it, progress was being made, she now saw things his way. Most excellent.

"Good, good. In return, I assure you, Edward and I will leave you alone. However, if you go back on your word and break your promise, and I will find out, I promise you the consequences will be just as torturous, if not more, than what I can inflict upon your little boyfriend. Release her Edward, or any injuries sustained will be on your head. Come, let us go."

And quickly turning on his heel, his white lab coat making a swishing sound as he did so, The Doctor would stride towards the door, not waiting for his subordinate and forcing the man to catch up.

"Farewell... Ms. Badoer..."

[Kazumi O'Connor]

Quite literally she felt sick to her stomach and the death grip around her slender frame was not helping matters much. Growling as he spoke she listened but she just wished, at this point, that he would shut the fuck up. Then, as he turned to leave, she felt a nose bury in her hair, the sound of Edward taking in a deep inhale of her scent and a low groan given. "Soon enough...I will have you..." Whispered against her ear and making her struggle that much harder, finally managing to get one arm free and delivering an extremely hard elbow to the man's nose.

"AW FUCK!" His grip instantly releasing her as she collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath and bracing herself up, palms pressed into the carpet. "Ge..Get...the fuck ....out of my ...house..." Growling the words out as she would cast a look at him over her shoulder, noting the blood that ran down his face, the state of his nose making it all too clear she had done a good job of breaking it.

Anger flared in his eyes, but just as he raised his foot as if to slam it into her head, a look of realization seemed to come across his features and he straightened up, clearing his throat and just giving her one last look over. "You'll see..." Muffled words behind a hand that tried to contain the bleeding from his nose.

Then, just like that, he would walk toward the door, shutting it. Instantly she would jump up and run to key in the code to lock it. A deep sigh taken as she spun around and pressed her back into the door. Then, and only then would the gravity of the entire situation strike her. Her legs giving out and her small frame slowly sinking to the floor. By the time her ass reached the floor, she would curl her knees up to her chest and bury her face against them. For now the blood that continued to slowly drip from her lip was ignored, as was the pain in her sides and face.....Instead, she just cried and began to feel the familiar sensation of her body trembling.

Thoughts racing on what to do....Scared to death that no matter which way she went, she was going to lose him....and not sure what to do in order to fix it....Though, one thing was for sure...she was going to have to think fast.

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