[i]Chapter 2[/i]

*~Part 2~*

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"Oh my word..." It softly spoken, as Ryou looked upon the fallen bodies of Tea's parents. The carpent, once a radiant blue, was caked in blood and painted a dull puce color. The boy's stomach lurched at the sight. His face was contorted into a twist of horror and shaky determination to keep the bile from leaping out of his throat.

Yami was seemingly more calm as he surveyed the scene, though disgust was clearly imprinted on his features. "Gun shot wounds..." he trailed off.

"L-lets call the police," Ryou suggested. The Brit had managed to recover his voice enough to say an intellegent sentence.

"No." Yami said forcefully enough to make Ryou cringe. Seeing that, he continued in a quieter voice, "Not yet, anyways. They would block this place off and we need to find whatever Tea's murderer is looking for," Ryou nodded.

"Do you think the people who killed Tea did this?" asked Ryou. His friend, currently crouching over the body of Tea's mother, gave him a curt nod.

"It is most likely... Hm. Her wound is still bleeding, that means this... happened not to long ago," Yami's brow creased. "I'd guess about a half an hour ago... maybe less,"

Ryou paled visibly at his assumption and gulped before he asked in a quiet, fearful voice, "D-do you think... that he's still he-" but that's all the boy got out before gunshots erupted and he was pushed down to Yami's level.

The machine gun fire shattered vases and the bullets pierced through the walls. The two didn't dare to even breathe until the firing had stopped. Ryou was visibly shaking and Yami wore an expression of worry, concern and a bit concealed fear. He examined the surroundings once more, not bothering to remove his arm from Ryou's shoulder. The gunfire had come from the top of the stairs, it was quick spray and it's only use was, as Yami soon realized was a distraction.

Yami's eyes widened and he looked up to the shooter.. or rather where the shooter [i]should[/i] have been. He only found himself looking at an empty staircase, who had ever shot at them had fled. "Damnit!" Yami cursed to himself, then four shots were fired quickly followed by shattering glass.