Ecchi part 2

	Warning: Very graphic fic, blood violence and rock and roll very prominent.
As well as gratuitous sex. All the best things in life. Just not until your
18, if your not stop reading now.

	Duke woke up the next day, he felt great. The bruises were mostly gone and
only the worst of them remained. He stood and looked around in surprise. Hire
was still in the room in the corner she was curled into a ball and had her
back against the door. She jumped awake and looked at him in embarrassment.
Duke smiled and checked himself over one time, they had given him some of her
father's old clothes to replace his torn pants and he looked quite good in
them. They were a pair of American cut black slacks that were just his size.
"Groovy," he muttered with a smile as he looked into the girl's mirror. He
grabbed the two blades leaning against the bed casually and looked at the
girl. She was watching him coolly and obviously surprised at his recovery.
	"Well, I guess I'll leave as promised," he said as he walked over to her.
	She threw herself over the door and glared at him. "No," she said
desperately.
	This took Duke by surprise. Just from the treatment he had received yesterday
he was expecting her to give a rats ass or less about him being there. "What?"
	"What if they come back?" stammered the girl hysterically. "I can't fight
them! You can't leave me!"
	Her father burst into the room and glared at them. "What is going on here?"
said the man angrily.
	"Well, I felt better this morning so I was leaving when..." started Duke in
almost complete frozen terror. He stammered badly as the man cracked his
knuckles menacingly. His eyes fell to the swords at the boy's side and he
frowned deeply and became calm and quiet suddenly.
	"So it seems you do know something about those swords. You are wearing them
correctly," he muttered more to himself than Duke.
	"Huh? Uhhh, I guess," muttered the boy half heartedly. "I really wasn't
attacking her."
	"I didn't think you where, I had expected this actually boy. I have been
wanting to kill you for days, my daughter prevented me from doing so by laying
across your body to protect you. She feels I cannot protect her from those
things you brought into my home. She's been hovering over you like a
frightened child over the last week," said the man calmly. 
	"A week?!! I was out that long?!" cried Duke in shock.
	"Yes, you woke up yesterday," said Hire.
	"I had hoped to curb her feelings and get you out of my home in one way or
another before more of those things came for my daughter," said the man with a
resigned sigh.
	"But, they weren't after me. They were here for your daughter," said Duke in
confusion.
	The man's eyebrows went up and he gave the boy a very angry looking stare.
"Why would demons want my daughter?"
	Duke smiled and sat on the floor across from the man with his legs crossed.
The older man followed calmly and watched him intently. "Because she is a
horny teenager that's why, and a virgin at that."
	The man reached at his side for a gun that was not there instinctively.
Duke's hand was on the sword hilt before the guy even made the first twitch.
"How dare you!? My daughter is the most demure and..."
	"Stuff it old man, I've got a hunch about you. Your either a cop or a
criminal judging from the way you went for that gun. Your daughter may be the
fucking Virgin Mary for all I know and I don't care. She's still human and she
gets horny. That should be what attracted these things here, not me. I didn't
arrive until after they were here." 
	"If this is true, then you can guarentee my daughter's safety?" asked the man
in a reluctant growl.
	"No, I'm not a mercenary. I can't help her anymore, the big one died so it
shouldn't bother her any longer, but I can't be sure. It was probably trying
to use her to get to someone else. I need to find the other girl," said Duke
with a frown.
	"Other girl?" asked the man.
	"What's your job sir?" asked Duke.
	"Chief investigator Kurosawa, Japanese secret service," said the man after a
quick look at his daughter. It was obvious if he didn't tell the boy she would
have.
	Duke looked surprised. "I didn't know the Japanese government had a secret
service."
	"That is why it's called the secret service boy; it's a secret," muttered the
man curtly.
	"Great, I guess you can set me up then," said Duke with a dark smile.
	"What? What are you talking about? Who is this girl?" asked the man angrily.
	"I want your cooperation I have no identity or nationality at this moment
that I am aware of. As for the girl, she'll be the one all this centers on.
The focal point of the demons, she probably knows your daughter. Not very well
though; and she'll be young, a freshman most likely. Around sixteen years old.
She'll be cute a either a loner or a very close group of friends. Not real
popular, possibly even seen as a clutz or a boy crazy dits. A little prodding
should reveal her to be trained in some form of martial arts," Duke looked
thoughtful as if he was trying to think of more but had reached a wall in his
memory.
	"You seem to have this fairly well thought out. I take it you've dealt with
this sort of thing before?" said the man skeptically.
	"Lets just say I've done allot of research, you can help me, ignore me, or
get in my way," said Duke calmly.
	"I could arrest you. You just admitted that you don't exist, your a political
criminal. You have no right to be in my country." said Kurosawa angrily as his
daughter flinched slightly.
	"You could try to arrest me. I think you'll agree that it'll be more trouble
than it's worth" said Duke with his hand on the sword again.
	"You've got me there, what do you want? And I'm not admitting to believing
you" said the man angrily.
	"Just a few favors, in return your daughter stays my top priority when
dealing with these things," said Duke.
	Kurosawa frowned and glared at him, the kid had allot of nerve and he didn't
look very stable at the moment. Then his eyes went over to the thing sitting
on his daughter's desk. It was almost crystallized now, hard and more mineral
like by the moment; but he remembered the disgusted cry his wife had given. It
was made of flesh the first time he touched it, the thought that there was
even a chance of something like that inside his baby was too much. "What do
you want?"
	"A false ID. Something I can get a job and into school with. I'll need to be
there with your daughter because that is where these things like to hang out.
Allot of pent up sexual frustration in a high school." 
	"That will be difficult..." said the man as he looked away and growled under
his breath.
	"Not impossible though. I think you can get me a badge as well, one that I
can flash to cops and get away without too much trouble. I'll need to carry
weapons," said Duke as he also looked away.
	"NO Absolutely not! I will not do such a thing! You go too far!" roared the
man angrily as he stood.
	"I guess I'll manage then, that would have made things easier but if you feel
that strongly I'll forget about it," said Duke calmly.
	"I want you out of my home by six o'clock tonight," said the man as he turned
away from Duke.
	"You'll help then?"
	"I only do this for my families sake. I care for them too much, even more
than my work. It is shameful to me, now go. Take your cursed swords and go.
Call me here and ask for Inspector Kurosawa, We'll work it out later," said
the man as he refused to look at Duke in the face. He handed him the card and
walked away. There were a few thousand Yen wrapped around it. "If you betray
me I will hunt you to the ends of the earth boy."