Liar (SaruMi)

Five

A soft groan escaped the chestnut haired male as he slowly opened his hazel eyes, only to find himself staring up at the ceiling of Kusanagi's bar. When did he get back here? More importantly...where was Tatara. Without thinking, Yata went to sit himself up, only to let out a pained cry. His entire right side was on fire and his head was pounding. It felt like someone was hitting him repeatedly with a bat or something. Groaning softly, he rolled onto his side, gripping his hair tightly. Unfortunately he had rolled onto his right side, which only caused more pain to course through his body. He cried out in pain, earning the attention of Mikoto and Kusanagi, who had both been waiting for him to wake up.

"Yata..." Mikoto got up quickly and made his way to the male who was resting on the couch. He had been explaining everything Munakata had told him to Izumo before Yata had woken up. "Hey, try to relax and get off your right side, damn it." The alpha male quickly moved Yata so that he was once again on his back. A sigh of relief escaped the chestnut haired male as he once again opened his eyes.

"Mikoto... Where's Tatara...?" Yata asked in a pained tone. He didn't care about himself at that moment, only about the brunette who had taken a bullet for him. If Tatara died, he wouldn't forgive himself.

"Calm down, he's resting in his room. We kept you down here so we could talk to you once you woke up..." Mikoto sighed a bit as he helped the smaller male get into a sitting position. To be honest, Mikoto had already gotten most of the information he needed from Munakata earlier, so he didn't technically need to question Yata but he still wanted to know if the smaller male remembered anything.

"He's going to survive then?" The chestnut haired male looked toward their leader, who only nodded his head. Relief washed over Yata as he leaned back against the dark red couch. Tatara was going to be fine. He could rest easy now with that information.

"That's right... Now I need you to try and focus. Do you remember anything that happened before you passed out?" Mikoto needed these answers now, that way he could confirm everything he had been told earlier.

"I don't remember too much... I was pretty blinded by rage but that person did tell me that I had been the target, not Tatara. Their goal was to capture me and use me as blackmail for their main target, but I don't know why. They were about to finish me off but they were suddenly taken away and that's when everything went dark." Yata sighed and rubbed his head. It only caused more pain to try and remember all of this. He didn't know why he was wanted for blackmail or who their primary target was, but he knew he didn't like it at all. Today had shown him just how weak he had become, and he hated that.

Mikoto simply nodded his head and got to his feet once again. He couldn't expose too much information to Yata right now. Munakata had told him to keep the fact that Fushimi would be attending the same school a secret, and though he hadn't wanted to, it was for the best. He feared that the very mention of Fushimi's name would send Yata into another breakdown state, and that was something he wanted to avoid, especially since the smaller male was hurt pretty bad right now. As his amber colored eyes shifted to Kusanagi, he spoke to Yata once again.

"Yata, you're going to have to be very careful when you start attending that school. While you were unconscious I had Munakata come by so he could examine the bullet Tatara had been shot with. He didn't have too much information for me, but he did tell me that this new clan could very well have their own students attending there.They're dangerous and while I don't want to send you after this incident, this may be the best chance we have to get information on them. Are you up for going still?" Mikoto's voice was low, yet serious. If Yata wanted to back out now, he would pull some strings and get him withdrawn from that school along with Tatara.

"Mikoto... Those bastards nearly killed Tatara and for some reason they're targeting me. I don't know why but I know I want answers so I still plan on going. The way I see it, now I have a reason to actually go." Yata hadn't wanted to go in the beginning, but now he needed answers. Tatara may have been an accident, but he still got hurt. This was going to be Yata's wake up call. It was time to try and forget the past and move forward. Sighing to himself, Yata forced himself to his feet.