((Grrr, stupid computer lost my post... hmm ill do a summary... sakura pouts about getting shot at... tell him he had better apreciate it and asks if he knows the shooter. XP here is the part i forgot to type.))

She allowed a laugh to escape her throat, making sure that she wasnt seen by any one but heard by all on the street. "Run, run as fast as you can. You cant catch me, I'm the gingerbread man. Run little rabbit, run to be free, poor little thing, didnt even see me." She laughed again, the sound travelling through the air. She knew the words were familiar to Andreas, they were on the notes that she had always left with her victims.

((Omg, sorry, Em. wasn't on D:))

 Andreas stiffened, hearing the chanting lyrics. He paled, and shuddered. "No. No, no, no! It can't be!" He said, shaking his head rapidly. It was her. After all those years, all that time running, she was back. A shadow from his past, now a horror in his present. He fought the urge to cry, reliving all the pain and misery she had caused him.  His back now started to ache terribly, but worse than that, the long, five-inch scar on his thigh started throbbing, bringing up fears. He stooped over, rolling up his leg, looking at the scar. It seemed to twitch, mocking him. He rolled his pants back down, his face paler than most thought was possible.

((Meep thats ok... im going to make another sort of surprise about her >XD))

Sakura froze, chills running down her spine, watching Andreas' reaction. "You know her?" She whispered, afraid of the face that belonged to that voice. A voice so beautiful, angels would be jealous, eyes so frightening that Medusa would tremble in her wake. "I sure hope I'm wrong about this." She turned to Andreas again. "What do you know about her? Tell me. NOW!"

((Hm. Ok. o; just tell me if something doesn't work, I'll change it.))

Andreas breathed shakily. "We've met. In the past. She's the one who basically caused me to be alone on the streets." He now felt angry, boiling mad. "She killed them, she's killed others. The scar on my thigh is from where she burned me. I still remember her cruel laugh, that horrible night." His eyes flared, looking as though they reflected Hell itself. He didn't want to relive that night, the night he lost everything. He hated her with as much hatred that was possible.

Andreas turned to Sakura, cracking his knuckles, a frown etched into his face. "I see you've had experiences with her as well."  Pain seared through his skin, and he clenched his teeth, his jaw tightening. "Screw it. This damn wound." He swore, trying not to flex his back much. There wasn't anything he could do, plus he was focused on the chick that had reappeared. He had swore revenge, and now was his chance to get it.

((I was thinking, do you want to make this a tragic roleplay? o: Like at the end, he dies or something. xD ))

((Lol, you stole my idea!! yesterday i was thinking about how sad it would be if Sakura were to die. I think though it would make more sense if she did die, seeing as what im going to reveal soon. XP Doesnt matter though, if Andreas wants to die, then so be it XP))

Sakura shook her head in disgust. "Patrick, call into the office. You know who is back." She growled, pulling Andreas over to the car and sitting him inside. "Dont worry, I dont think we can afford putting you behind bars quite yet." She promised, closing the door and climbing in infront of him in the pas.senger seat. "Drive."

((*tragedy. Yer. Hm. I'm brain dead, don't know what to post. ))

Andreas stepped out of the car, slamming the door. This earned stares from cops, morphing into intense glares. He shoved his hands into his pockets, waiting for someone to tell him something. A cop grabbed Sakura, demanding to know why Andreas was here without handcuffs or a gun to his head. Andreas knew Sakura would hate that the cops grabbed her, and was waiting for some type of confrontation.

((Suckish fail post.))

Sakura twisted easily out of the cop's graps, returning quickly to Andreas' side. She demanded the attention of all the cops surrounding her, a stern look on her face that meant buisness. "Andreas is NOT to be touched. Do you understand me? Before we came here we were attacked by an old friend of ours, and apparently he has some history with her. So, I see or hear of anyone messing with him, and I will beat the living day light out of you. DO YOU UNDER STAND ME?" She snarled, getting a chorus of "Yes Ma'ams" and "Sure things" From the croud. I sure hope Andres doesnt notice that I have a slightly larger grip on this department than I said I did. She thought to herself, eyeing one of the rookies that was still glaring. She pulled Andreas into an office and turned to him with the same demanding eyes. "Now talk. I want to know everything and anything you can tell me about this girl." She pulled out a picture of the girl who had been in the alley.

((The picture for her is coming soon))

Andreas noticed her effected over the cops, and rolled his eyes. Then he looked back at Sakura, who's eye looked demanding. He stared back, with equally demanding eyes, though he didn't really know what he was demanding. "Alright. All I know is she goes by the name of "The Seperation Killer." ((really, really lame, but it works until we come up with a good name. ;c)) He paused, paling more at the picture, though maintaining his stare. "She killed my parents and brother, all horribly. I- I don't know if I could bear to tell the story." Andreas was usually a strong person when it came to these things, it fit his whole gangster-persona kind of thing. But talking about his family's death- that was too much. He breathed shakily, trying to steady his nerves. "But if it means catching her, I'll gladly tell." Well, nto gladly, but he was sure Sakura got the point.

((Short, gotta go. ;c))