Altered Ending - Chapter 11
Title : Altered Ending
Chapter Title : Between Dream and Reality
Setting : Hidarime Tantei EYE - Episode 8
Summary : In the last episode, Kokusho Akira shot Yumeto first before getting shot. But what if that one fatal bullet had got her first before her finger jerked, firing the gun, when the gun was off target and Ainosuke stood right between the two crime planner?
Rating : T
Yumeto stirred as warm sunrays hit his face. He shifted a bit and readjusted his position, though it made no improvement for his comfort in that awkward stance. His back was stiff and his right arm ached from bearing the weight of his head. Still, he made no move to ease it. For the warmth radiated from the slightly smaller hand he was holding in his right had compensated him more than enough.
He frowned when he felt something moving beneath his left hand, followed by a rustling sound. Reflexively, almost unconsciously even, he moved his hand in a soothing manner, smoothing the soft hair back.
Wait… Hair?
He straightened up on the chair, pushing himself off the mattress and opening his eyes lazily. Once his vision is focused and free of sleepiness, he gazed at the direction of his left hand.
A smile blossomed on his face instantly.
There, lying on the mattress was his younger brother. But that was not the reason he felt his heart soar. It was the sight in which his brother, his baby brother, was leaning into his touch. Snuggling even.
He moved to sit on the bed, capturing his brother’s right hand in two of his own. His smile softened when the slightly smaller fingers loosely curled around one of his hands. He ran his thumb on the back of his brother’s hand gently before holding it firmly against his cheek.
“It’s been a very hard time for you, hasn’t it?” He whispered to the pale hand, before pressing a kiss on the palm.
He looked sadly at the other hand. The wrist was connected to an IV with bandage wrapped around it. Seemed like his little devil had managed to get into another trouble in a day time.
He took his time to take in the condition his brother was in. Last night, he was too tired and sleepy to make a good assessment, but now he had all the time he needed. He took in every detail there was to see.
The closed eyelids, hiding sparkling chocolate brown orbs he loved so much. The deep breaths that came out from a slightly open mouth, synchronized with the way his chest rose and fell rhythmically. The way his rather long - Yumeto made a mental note to bring his brother for a haircut after he was out of hospital - brown hair curled on the soft white pillow. The peacefulness of his expression, as if he had no worries.
Yumeto sighed heavily.
That was just one expression of many that his brother did not show in front of him anymore. The ones that he usually got were of pain, fear or anger. He was feeling that he was such a bad brother. How could he ever fix this? He had acted very impulsive last night and took a flight back, hoping to make an amendment with his brother. That idea sounded very ridiculous to his ear right now.
But that child, Reiichi, said that Ainosuke would have missed him. Moreover, the little kid had said that as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Maybe it was childish of him, but he wanted to believe it. After all, wasn’t there a saying that a child could know a thing so simple that an adult missed? Or was it his own saying?
He sighed heartily as he brushed the stray brown locks away from his brother’s closed eye. There’s nothing he could do anymore except hoping for the best. He was already here and had made up his mind to stay. No matter what fate had in store for him, he knew he was in the right place at last. For the decision to come back was considerably far too easy to make than to go away.
He leaned down and pressed a kiss onto his brother’s forehead, before releasing himself away. He walked quietly into the bathroom to wash his face. Might as well wake up now and kept vigilant eyes, so that he was already awake when Ainosuke woke up and not the other way around. Though if Ainosuke did wake up first, he’ll get an option to run away beforehand and not faced with this straight away.
The ice cold water felt refreshing to his still a bit sleepy eyes. He stared at his reflection and his lips curled into a small smile. A few seconds later, he shook his head vehemently. He took a rather shaky deep breath and smiled once more. This time, though, all trace of his hesitancy disappeared all together.
He stared quietly at his reflection before his smile dropped and he sighed heavily. He had started to get better at hiding his emotion. Guess that what you’ll get if you had had to act in front of a murderer all the time.
His hand reached for a hand towel hanging on the bathroom wall and wiped his face as his feet took him back into the room. Before he had the chance to go completely into the room though, he halted.
His eyes widened and his hands dropped from their position in front of his face. Fingers were clutching the soft fabric as his hands dangling limply at his sides. All thoughts had fled from his mind, leaving his mind blank and numb. He could do nothing but to stare back.
At the chocolate brown orbs which were locking their gaze with his softly.
“You come again.”
xxx
The moment he was up, Ainosuke knew something must have happened. For once, the first time in months, he feels oddly in peace. Like everything was back to how it once had been, a long time ago.
But he knew better, from experience, than to believe it. The only time he had ever felt like this in the past weeks was in…
A sad smile tugged his lips as a realization dawned on him.
Of course. There’s no other way he would feel this safe. The one person who can still made him feel like a little child who were contentedly tucked in on his bed was probably miles away from here. But if this was really what he thought it was, then he should be somewhere nearby.
He rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes as he sat up on his bed, still clad in the white hospital gown. Then he stretched a bit, before finally looking expectantly to the door. His face immediately fell when he saw no one there. But at that time, a sound of door being opened was heard and he whipped his head at the direction of his room’s bathroom.
And sure to his suspicion, his brother walked into the view.
His brother seemed to have just washed his face and he smiled fondly at the sight. It reminded him of times when they still lived together. He watched quietly as the towel finally lowered down, and a pair of brown eyes, an exact copy of his own, locked their gaze with his. And for the first time in weeks, he smiled at his older brother.
“You come again.”
His cheeks coloured and he ducked his head in embarrassment when he heard the joy that had laced his voice. But he just could not help it. Not when he had finally met his brother, even if it was only here.
If he had kept his eyes on his brother, he would have seen the utter confusion on his face. But Ainosuke was too occupied with his own emotion that he missed the surprise clearly written on his brother’s face. And when he finally got it under control, so had his older brother.
“How are you doing?”
He felt his eyes watered and was tempted to whack himself for being such a crybaby. It was only a question. A simple question. Yet it was enough to make him this happy. His brother had never stopped by just to ask how he was these few weeks. All of them were either a threat or warning. So, it wasn’t really his fault to be this happy by that simple question, was it?
He looked up. The pleased smile on his lips had not faded yet when he answered the question.
“I’ve been good. Though I still can’t catch you despite your early warning.”
He drew his legs closer and wrapped his arms around them, resting his chin on his knees. There was a faraway look on his face when he talked again. His face features softened.
“I really thought I would be able to convince you to go back, you know. Then we’ll live together again like we used to. We may have to find another place to stay, though. Or maybe you can move in with me and Miruku-san. It may be though, but I’m sure we can manage it. If we could do it for a few years back, then we can do it again. I know we can. I know. I just know it. I do. I really do.”
In the end of his little speech, he was already sobbing quietly and promptly buried his face on his knees. His body shook with every harsh breath he took. And so, he felt rather than saw when his brother walked slowly towards him.
“Don’t.”
The word was strangled and soft and, most obviously, broken. But just a single word had been enough, for his brother halted in his steps and silence was back in the room. He took a very deep breath and exhaled shakily, trying to get himself calmed down. His hands came up to wipe the tears stain hastily before he finally looked up to his brother once more.
“Just please, can’t you let me stay like this a bit longer?”
A little frown - and was that confusion he saw in his brother’s eyes? - was now decorating his brother’s face and he could feel his heart sank at the sight. It was never a good sign whenever his brother did, especially when it was directed to him. So he resorted back to what he always did when his brother was frowning at him. Pleading.
“Please, I miss you.”
He totally ignored the fact that his brother’s eyes widened slightly at his remark. Valiantly keeping his tears at bay, he continued.
“I miss you. And you’ve been away for too long. Just… Let me be with you a while longer. I won’t ask for anything else. I promise. Just please, don’t wake me up yet.”
Chapter Title : Between Dream and Reality
Setting : Hidarime Tantei EYE - Episode 8
Summary : In the last episode, Kokusho Akira shot Yumeto first before getting shot. But what if that one fatal bullet had got her first before her finger jerked, firing the gun, when the gun was off target and Ainosuke stood right between the two crime planner?
Rating : T
Yumeto stirred as warm sunrays hit his face. He shifted a bit and readjusted his position, though it made no improvement for his comfort in that awkward stance. His back was stiff and his right arm ached from bearing the weight of his head. Still, he made no move to ease it. For the warmth radiated from the slightly smaller hand he was holding in his right had compensated him more than enough.
He frowned when he felt something moving beneath his left hand, followed by a rustling sound. Reflexively, almost unconsciously even, he moved his hand in a soothing manner, smoothing the soft hair back.
Wait… Hair?
He straightened up on the chair, pushing himself off the mattress and opening his eyes lazily. Once his vision is focused and free of sleepiness, he gazed at the direction of his left hand.
A smile blossomed on his face instantly.
There, lying on the mattress was his younger brother. But that was not the reason he felt his heart soar. It was the sight in which his brother, his baby brother, was leaning into his touch. Snuggling even.
He moved to sit on the bed, capturing his brother’s right hand in two of his own. His smile softened when the slightly smaller fingers loosely curled around one of his hands. He ran his thumb on the back of his brother’s hand gently before holding it firmly against his cheek.
“It’s been a very hard time for you, hasn’t it?” He whispered to the pale hand, before pressing a kiss on the palm.
He looked sadly at the other hand. The wrist was connected to an IV with bandage wrapped around it. Seemed like his little devil had managed to get into another trouble in a day time.
He took his time to take in the condition his brother was in. Last night, he was too tired and sleepy to make a good assessment, but now he had all the time he needed. He took in every detail there was to see.
The closed eyelids, hiding sparkling chocolate brown orbs he loved so much. The deep breaths that came out from a slightly open mouth, synchronized with the way his chest rose and fell rhythmically. The way his rather long - Yumeto made a mental note to bring his brother for a haircut after he was out of hospital - brown hair curled on the soft white pillow. The peacefulness of his expression, as if he had no worries.
Yumeto sighed heavily.
That was just one expression of many that his brother did not show in front of him anymore. The ones that he usually got were of pain, fear or anger. He was feeling that he was such a bad brother. How could he ever fix this? He had acted very impulsive last night and took a flight back, hoping to make an amendment with his brother. That idea sounded very ridiculous to his ear right now.
But that child, Reiichi, said that Ainosuke would have missed him. Moreover, the little kid had said that as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Maybe it was childish of him, but he wanted to believe it. After all, wasn’t there a saying that a child could know a thing so simple that an adult missed? Or was it his own saying?
He sighed heartily as he brushed the stray brown locks away from his brother’s closed eye. There’s nothing he could do anymore except hoping for the best. He was already here and had made up his mind to stay. No matter what fate had in store for him, he knew he was in the right place at last. For the decision to come back was considerably far too easy to make than to go away.
He leaned down and pressed a kiss onto his brother’s forehead, before releasing himself away. He walked quietly into the bathroom to wash his face. Might as well wake up now and kept vigilant eyes, so that he was already awake when Ainosuke woke up and not the other way around. Though if Ainosuke did wake up first, he’ll get an option to run away beforehand and not faced with this straight away.
The ice cold water felt refreshing to his still a bit sleepy eyes. He stared at his reflection and his lips curled into a small smile. A few seconds later, he shook his head vehemently. He took a rather shaky deep breath and smiled once more. This time, though, all trace of his hesitancy disappeared all together.
He stared quietly at his reflection before his smile dropped and he sighed heavily. He had started to get better at hiding his emotion. Guess that what you’ll get if you had had to act in front of a murderer all the time.
His hand reached for a hand towel hanging on the bathroom wall and wiped his face as his feet took him back into the room. Before he had the chance to go completely into the room though, he halted.
His eyes widened and his hands dropped from their position in front of his face. Fingers were clutching the soft fabric as his hands dangling limply at his sides. All thoughts had fled from his mind, leaving his mind blank and numb. He could do nothing but to stare back.
At the chocolate brown orbs which were locking their gaze with his softly.
“You come again.”
xxx
The moment he was up, Ainosuke knew something must have happened. For once, the first time in months, he feels oddly in peace. Like everything was back to how it once had been, a long time ago.
But he knew better, from experience, than to believe it. The only time he had ever felt like this in the past weeks was in…
A sad smile tugged his lips as a realization dawned on him.
Of course. There’s no other way he would feel this safe. The one person who can still made him feel like a little child who were contentedly tucked in on his bed was probably miles away from here. But if this was really what he thought it was, then he should be somewhere nearby.
He rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes as he sat up on his bed, still clad in the white hospital gown. Then he stretched a bit, before finally looking expectantly to the door. His face immediately fell when he saw no one there. But at that time, a sound of door being opened was heard and he whipped his head at the direction of his room’s bathroom.
And sure to his suspicion, his brother walked into the view.
His brother seemed to have just washed his face and he smiled fondly at the sight. It reminded him of times when they still lived together. He watched quietly as the towel finally lowered down, and a pair of brown eyes, an exact copy of his own, locked their gaze with his. And for the first time in weeks, he smiled at his older brother.
“You come again.”
His cheeks coloured and he ducked his head in embarrassment when he heard the joy that had laced his voice. But he just could not help it. Not when he had finally met his brother, even if it was only here.
If he had kept his eyes on his brother, he would have seen the utter confusion on his face. But Ainosuke was too occupied with his own emotion that he missed the surprise clearly written on his brother’s face. And when he finally got it under control, so had his older brother.
“How are you doing?”
He felt his eyes watered and was tempted to whack himself for being such a crybaby. It was only a question. A simple question. Yet it was enough to make him this happy. His brother had never stopped by just to ask how he was these few weeks. All of them were either a threat or warning. So, it wasn’t really his fault to be this happy by that simple question, was it?
He looked up. The pleased smile on his lips had not faded yet when he answered the question.
“I’ve been good. Though I still can’t catch you despite your early warning.”
He drew his legs closer and wrapped his arms around them, resting his chin on his knees. There was a faraway look on his face when he talked again. His face features softened.
“I really thought I would be able to convince you to go back, you know. Then we’ll live together again like we used to. We may have to find another place to stay, though. Or maybe you can move in with me and Miruku-san. It may be though, but I’m sure we can manage it. If we could do it for a few years back, then we can do it again. I know we can. I know. I just know it. I do. I really do.”
In the end of his little speech, he was already sobbing quietly and promptly buried his face on his knees. His body shook with every harsh breath he took. And so, he felt rather than saw when his brother walked slowly towards him.
“Don’t.”
The word was strangled and soft and, most obviously, broken. But just a single word had been enough, for his brother halted in his steps and silence was back in the room. He took a very deep breath and exhaled shakily, trying to get himself calmed down. His hands came up to wipe the tears stain hastily before he finally looked up to his brother once more.
“Just please, can’t you let me stay like this a bit longer?”
A little frown - and was that confusion he saw in his brother’s eyes? - was now decorating his brother’s face and he could feel his heart sank at the sight. It was never a good sign whenever his brother did, especially when it was directed to him. So he resorted back to what he always did when his brother was frowning at him. Pleading.
“Please, I miss you.”
He totally ignored the fact that his brother’s eyes widened slightly at his remark. Valiantly keeping his tears at bay, he continued.
“I miss you. And you’ve been away for too long. Just… Let me be with you a while longer. I won’t ask for anything else. I promise. Just please, don’t wake me up yet.”