Define Freedom Chapter Six
Title: Define Freedom
Author: demon_rays
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Gackt, Hyde...and Kyo appears again. :D
Summary: Just because you're a prison guard, doesn't mean you're tough and careful...and just because you've done it, doesn't make you gulity. In Gackts P.O.V
Warnings: Whining, shoot outs, violence, angst, and because Kyo's there, humor is too. ^.^
Disclaimer: They belong to themselves
“I’m sorry this has to happen like this.” Hyde whispered, giving me a sad look.
“You act as if you’ll miss me.” I teased, smirking at him. My captor blinked a few times, before looking at nothing in particular.
“Maybe I will.” He mumbled. He was still sitting in the S.U.V we stole for old time’s sake. We were a few miles from the police station in Tokyo...and I was about to turn myself in...when we heard guns cocking.
“I knew you’d come Camui.” Toru laughed darkly. Hyde and I looked at him with annoyance, as the annoying bastard and his crew of gunmen aimed their weapons at us.
“Toru-” I gasped, as my eyes widened. They were going to shoot us... I felt a hand tightly grip into my shoulder, and my gun rest to the side of my head.
“You really plan to shoot me?” Hyde asked, darkly. “You’ll have to shoot him too.”
“That was my intention.” Toru snorted. My heart stopped, as Toru raised his gun, aiming for my head.
I can’t believe this bastard...he intended to end me all of this time. “I’m sorry Gacchan.” Hyde whispered, before shoving me away from him. He quickly hit the gas of the S.U.V, and jumped out. As bullets started flying, I started crawling to safety in the opposite direction, when a bullet tore across my arm.
I shouted in pain, before rolling into a very deep ditch. I stuck my head out just enough to see Hyde running into the small wooded park, with a few gunmen behind him. “Haido,” I whimpered, too scared to do anything...like I could...he had a weapon, and they had weapons...so...I would be nothing but a target right?
I sat there, listening to the gunfire with worry...and then all of a sudden it went quiet.
I watched in sadness, as Toru and his men walked out of the woods, smiling. “We’ll leave that bastard to die...now...to find the other one.”
I glanced at Toru’s police car, then smirked...when I realized the keys were still in the ignition. An easy steal...thank you Hyde for always teaching me how to car jack. I casually walked over to it, ignoring the fact that they could spot me easily...but to my amazement, those fools didn’t. I calmly got behind the wheel, then drove off...heading to the police station...with them chasing me as far as they could, before they lost me in traffic.
- - -
“So you’re saying that Hideto Takarai forced you to leave with him, and disguise yourself so it would be harder to find you, made you steal cars, and travel with him all over the place, with the threat of killing you and himself if you tried to turn you two in?” the police chief asked, staring at me in awe.
“Yes sir.” I replied calmly. It was the truth...well...somewhat...I could have told him that after a while he didn‘t need to threaten me, and he didn‘t need me anymore...but then I‘d probably wind up behind bars like Hyde said.
“Why didn’t you leave? He’s a murderer and his death would probably be for the greater good.” The chief asked, tilting his head.
“I couldn’t risk two lives sir. For one I don’t like the idea of dying, and for two...I don’t like the idea of being responsible for someone else’s life.” I said, as my eye twitched...Why is he making such an ass of himself? “Besides...when he did that murder, wasn’t he a child?”
“Yes, but his uncle took him in and-”
“Maybe his uncle did something to provoke him to do it. Have you talked to Takarai? Have you really evaluated his sanity? For all you know he probably had an abusive relationship with his uncle, and he snapped.” I lectured, giving him a dull look. “But whatever, what do I know? I’m just a lowly police guard.”
“Yeah you are...and you’re pathetic.”
“You know what?” I asked, resting my hands on the desk, glaring at the man. “Since I was four, I’ve been called all kinds of names...including pathetic...by EVERYONE...especially you...DAD, but it took me getting kidnapped, and forced to deal with an unstable escaped convict to realize that I’m anything but those names I’ve been called...and THAT’S what’s truly pathetic. I bet Mom would be ashamed of you all for putting me down all of these years.”
My father stood up, slamming his fist on the desk. “Don’t you bring your mother up!” he shouted, glaring at me. “Because of you she’s-”
“What? Dead?” I asked, not even flinching. “It took me a very long time to realize...that it wasn’t my fault. She’s dead because she chose to die, not because she walked in front of the car. She knew to get out of the fucking way, while I didn’t...but she saw my life as a precious thing, something she wanted me to keep...so she accepted that in an instant and saved it. I didn’t understand that at four years old, and you didn’t either...as a grown man! As soon as I figured this out I accepted it, why the hell can’t you? Are you really that weak hearted and pitiful?”
Everyone in the office stared at us with wide eyes and astonishment. “What the fuck do you know? I-” My father started, when I cut him off again...this is very unlike me...normally he cuts ME off and I meep a ‘Yes sir,’ and ‘anything you want sir.’
“All I know is this, Mom saved me when she could have saved herself, because she loved me dearly, and that from the moment she died, she entrusted me to you, because you’re my father, but instead of acting like it, you became a stupid, selfish asshole, who didn’t care whether I lived or died, and thought of nothing, but what could have been if Mom escaped and I got smashed by that fucking car!” Everyone walked a little bit closer to us, as I shook my head. “All you did was tell me what to do, and how I should be...and how I’d never measure up to anything...well...starting now, I think I’ll do what I feel like doing, whether or not you approve. I fucking quit.” I spat, before storming out of the office.
I got in my car and went to find Hyde...but he was nowhere to be found. All I could find...was this massive blood stain in the grass from where they left him. I nearly started crying, but instead I went home...to my lonely apartment. I wanted to cry, to wish that I could find him that he was alive...but I knew if I did, people would realize how much I cared for him, and it would mean trouble...so I swallowed my pain and sat on my couch, glaring at nothing special. If he was alright, then...he would understand...wouldn’t he?
- - -
Six months went by, since they said that Hyde had died. After he was shot, the police supposedly took him to the hospital by ambulance to save his life, but he died moments after he made it. I had been going to school for photography...something I loved doing. My father and I aren’t speaking to each other, but that’s alright...I don’t really care.
Despite all of this...I still didn’t have my freedom. I wasn’t charged with anything, but people kept asking me annoying questions about what happened. I wouldn’t answer them...and I wouldn’t let anyone walk on me either...yes I’ve been able to stick up for myself more and more. I wonder if Hyde would be proud of me over this...I wish I could tell him, or better yet, show him.
When I checked my mail...I got a little surprise. An envelope without a return address. I opened it and found a key...and a weird letter. It was in this very nice English handwriting...making it very difficult to decipher who it was from. Just about every letter I’ve received before then, were in Japanese...well except for this one letter from a secret admirer in high school...who was a foreign exchange student. *Blushes then coughs* But anyway, I had no idea who this was from, but the message was very creepy.
If you still wish for freedom...pay this apartment a visit.
My eyes widened at the address...it was all the way in Washington D.C...Why all the way there? Who wrote this anyway? Is this some form of a joke? Wait a minute, the only person who knew about my wish for freedom, besides my ignorant father...who most likely forgot, was...but he’s dead! Fear clung to me like a vice, as thoughts of evil spirits and pervy ghosts came to mind...Well wait...Hyde wasn’t really a pervert. Well he was but he wasn’t...and as for evil...well...he wasn’t evil either. Hyde was just very, very pissed off and who can blame him? I think I’d be much worse then he ever was.
My mind going a mile a minute, I sat on my couch, staring at the key intently...before a knock on the door came. I hesitated for a moment, before opening it. My eye twitched instantly. “Toru, what the fuck do you want?” I demanded. I was about to hit him...when a tazer was waved in my face.
“To talk...now sit down.” he ordered, walking in my home. I sat on my couch, glaring up at him. “Rumors have it...that Hideto’s alive.” he said, tilting his head. “Do you know anything about that?”
My heart rate quickened. Hyde’s alive? What the hell? “....How is that possible?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.
“That’s what I came to ask you about. Why is that bastard still alive? I KNOW you know something...and I’m going to force it out of you.” Toru said casually, glaring down at me.
“How can you force something out of someone...that doesn’t know the correct answer...moron?” I scoffed, not even afraid of him. Toru turned the tazer on...at the fullest level.
“Well either way...I’ve always wanted to do this.” he said coldly, a dark smile forming on is face.
“And so have I.” I said casually, daring to stand up, before smashing my vase into his face, making sure to moosh him while I was at it. Glass stuck into my hand just as well as his face, but I really didn’t care, I was going to give him a beating he’ll never forget....whether or not he had a tazer. I forced Toru on the floor, before kicking in hard in the ribs, making him let go of the tazer...and forcing it to slide across the room. Good...now we’re even. Toru got up and tried to tackle me, only for me to knee him harshly in his ribs. My enemy grabbed my leg, trying to force me to fall, only for me to kick him harshly in his glass riddled face.
I watched him hit the floor once more, before walking towards my doorway, with full intentions of throwing him out, only to be tazed. I screamed in surprise and pain, as I hit the floor, writhing from the electricity that wracked my body. “You’re so stupid...and pathetic.” Toru snorted, kicking me. “You really think you’re something don’t you? All high and mighty because you were stupid enough to let yourself get kidnapped by a midget!”
Is it wrong that as he’s kicking me and insulting me I’m amusing myself with images of him in the world’s worst torture chamber? I groaned, gagged, moaned, and nearly cried...but I refused to beg for mercy. Gosh those tazers hurt like hell on the highest setting. Every part of me hurts...especially my heart. It feels like it’s about to blow up. “I think I’ll taze you until you die...I’ll feel sooo much better.”
I wanted very bad things to happen to him then...all kinds of sadistic thoughts crossed my mind, as I hoped that I could get up again. Sadly I couldn’t...Well...looks like I’ll be meeting up with Mom and Hyde soon...wait a minute, what the hell is th-? A dingy sneaker that looked like it was covered in shit smacked into Toru, making him drop the tazer...and without hesitation, I grabbed it and pressed it harshly on his foot.
Screams filled the room, as Toru shook harshly, before falling to the ground. When he fainted from the pain, which amused me...since I was able to stay conscious, I heard a familiar snicker from the doorway. I weakly turned my head, to see none other then Kyo leaning against the door frame laughing. “Kyo?” I asked, gawking at him. “What are you doing here?”
“Looks like you’re always going to need help.” he snorted, walking over to me. “I came to thank you for your kindness while I was in prison, and pull one last prank...but someone deserved it more...that fucker right there.” the small man kicked Toru hard in the head, before helping me up carefully. “Damn, he must have tazed you at the highest level...you’re like jelly.”
“Nice of you to notice.” I groaned, as he placed me on the couch. “Why are you out of prison?”
“Remember how I kept telling people I was innocent?”
“....So you really were?” I asked, before smiling. “I’m glad they realized it.”
“Thanks...but yeah, you were the only guard who put up with my antics without doing anything. I was hoping you’d at least put me in the nut house so I can run away...but you wouldn’t. At first this irritated me, until you finally spoke to me...the night before your kidnapping.”
- - -
I turned to him with full on annoyance. “Kyo, will you stop acting out? I know you want attention but that’s not the way to do it...if you need anything, or want anything, just ask...I’ll be more then happy to be a listening ear and a helping hand.” I said, keeping from yelling at him. Kyo stared at me blankly, before sticking out his tongue and giving me the finger. I watched, as he rolled over and pulled his blankets over his head.
I smiled at this, before walking down the hall.
- - -
“I was going to talk to you...I needed to talk to you...but then...I got so tired I fell asleep. When I heard you got kidnapped, I felt so guilty. I felt that I could have saved you if I hadn’t fallen asleep.” Kyo sighed heavily. “But when I found out that it was Takarai that took you...I felt at ease.”
“Why?” I asked going wide eyed.
“Because Takarai isn’t the kind of person who would harm someone without cause, and he cared about you enough to take you and not harm you right?” Kyo asked, staring at me curiously.
“...But why would he?” I asked, playing dumb.
“I guess it’s the same reason...why you were the only prison guard that he’d protect from harm..as if you were a fellow prisoner. Takarai was very protective of his cell mates...mainly because he didn’t want them to suffer the way he has...even if they didn’t like him, people grew to respect him.” the silly man explained quietly, before sighing deeply. “I’m sad that he was killed. I was rooting for you both the whole time you know? I knew he made friends with you...because he’s a friendly guy, and he did tell us once, that you are very dear to him.”
“I am?” I asked, my eyes widening.
“He wouldn’t say why or go into detail...and it’s been bugging me forever.” Kyo grumbled, pouting.
“Thank you for telling me this Kyo-kun.” I said quietly, giving him a smile....as I finally felt normal again. “Neh, want to pull one last prank?” An impish smile full of evilness formed on his face.
“Suuuure.” he chuckled darkly.
- - -
I chuckled, staring at our handy work. Kyo and I hung Toru upside down from the top of my apartment building, dressed as a clown. “You can stay at my place as long as you like Kyo-kun. Take it easy out there neh?” I asked, smiling.
”Mommy look at the funny man!” A child shouted from nearby.
“I promise I will Camui-kun. Have fun in D.C.” Kyo said, smiling back.
”What th-? Is that a CLOWN hanging from there?!” A teenage boy asked, standing next to us.
“Thank you.” I said with a smile, before heading off....ignoring the large crowd that was building up, around me.
Just one more chapter and a side story, and I'll be done...Hopefully you guys will stick to the end...the story is far from over and has a sweet ending awaiting you. ^.^
Author: demon_rays
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Gackt, Hyde...and Kyo appears again. :D
Summary: Just because you're a prison guard, doesn't mean you're tough and careful...and just because you've done it, doesn't make you gulity. In Gackts P.O.V
Warnings: Whining, shoot outs, violence, angst, and because Kyo's there, humor is too. ^.^
Disclaimer: They belong to themselves
“I’m sorry this has to happen like this.” Hyde whispered, giving me a sad look.
“You act as if you’ll miss me.” I teased, smirking at him. My captor blinked a few times, before looking at nothing in particular.
“Maybe I will.” He mumbled. He was still sitting in the S.U.V we stole for old time’s sake. We were a few miles from the police station in Tokyo...and I was about to turn myself in...when we heard guns cocking.
“I knew you’d come Camui.” Toru laughed darkly. Hyde and I looked at him with annoyance, as the annoying bastard and his crew of gunmen aimed their weapons at us.
“Toru-” I gasped, as my eyes widened. They were going to shoot us... I felt a hand tightly grip into my shoulder, and my gun rest to the side of my head.
“You really plan to shoot me?” Hyde asked, darkly. “You’ll have to shoot him too.”
“That was my intention.” Toru snorted. My heart stopped, as Toru raised his gun, aiming for my head.
I can’t believe this bastard...he intended to end me all of this time. “I’m sorry Gacchan.” Hyde whispered, before shoving me away from him. He quickly hit the gas of the S.U.V, and jumped out. As bullets started flying, I started crawling to safety in the opposite direction, when a bullet tore across my arm.
I shouted in pain, before rolling into a very deep ditch. I stuck my head out just enough to see Hyde running into the small wooded park, with a few gunmen behind him. “Haido,” I whimpered, too scared to do anything...like I could...he had a weapon, and they had weapons...so...I would be nothing but a target right?
I sat there, listening to the gunfire with worry...and then all of a sudden it went quiet.
I watched in sadness, as Toru and his men walked out of the woods, smiling. “We’ll leave that bastard to die...now...to find the other one.”
I glanced at Toru’s police car, then smirked...when I realized the keys were still in the ignition. An easy steal...thank you Hyde for always teaching me how to car jack. I casually walked over to it, ignoring the fact that they could spot me easily...but to my amazement, those fools didn’t. I calmly got behind the wheel, then drove off...heading to the police station...with them chasing me as far as they could, before they lost me in traffic.
- - -
“So you’re saying that Hideto Takarai forced you to leave with him, and disguise yourself so it would be harder to find you, made you steal cars, and travel with him all over the place, with the threat of killing you and himself if you tried to turn you two in?” the police chief asked, staring at me in awe.
“Yes sir.” I replied calmly. It was the truth...well...somewhat...I could have told him that after a while he didn‘t need to threaten me, and he didn‘t need me anymore...but then I‘d probably wind up behind bars like Hyde said.
“Why didn’t you leave? He’s a murderer and his death would probably be for the greater good.” The chief asked, tilting his head.
“I couldn’t risk two lives sir. For one I don’t like the idea of dying, and for two...I don’t like the idea of being responsible for someone else’s life.” I said, as my eye twitched...Why is he making such an ass of himself? “Besides...when he did that murder, wasn’t he a child?”
“Yes, but his uncle took him in and-”
“Maybe his uncle did something to provoke him to do it. Have you talked to Takarai? Have you really evaluated his sanity? For all you know he probably had an abusive relationship with his uncle, and he snapped.” I lectured, giving him a dull look. “But whatever, what do I know? I’m just a lowly police guard.”
“Yeah you are...and you’re pathetic.”
“You know what?” I asked, resting my hands on the desk, glaring at the man. “Since I was four, I’ve been called all kinds of names...including pathetic...by EVERYONE...especially you...DAD, but it took me getting kidnapped, and forced to deal with an unstable escaped convict to realize that I’m anything but those names I’ve been called...and THAT’S what’s truly pathetic. I bet Mom would be ashamed of you all for putting me down all of these years.”
My father stood up, slamming his fist on the desk. “Don’t you bring your mother up!” he shouted, glaring at me. “Because of you she’s-”
“What? Dead?” I asked, not even flinching. “It took me a very long time to realize...that it wasn’t my fault. She’s dead because she chose to die, not because she walked in front of the car. She knew to get out of the fucking way, while I didn’t...but she saw my life as a precious thing, something she wanted me to keep...so she accepted that in an instant and saved it. I didn’t understand that at four years old, and you didn’t either...as a grown man! As soon as I figured this out I accepted it, why the hell can’t you? Are you really that weak hearted and pitiful?”
Everyone in the office stared at us with wide eyes and astonishment. “What the fuck do you know? I-” My father started, when I cut him off again...this is very unlike me...normally he cuts ME off and I meep a ‘Yes sir,’ and ‘anything you want sir.’
“All I know is this, Mom saved me when she could have saved herself, because she loved me dearly, and that from the moment she died, she entrusted me to you, because you’re my father, but instead of acting like it, you became a stupid, selfish asshole, who didn’t care whether I lived or died, and thought of nothing, but what could have been if Mom escaped and I got smashed by that fucking car!” Everyone walked a little bit closer to us, as I shook my head. “All you did was tell me what to do, and how I should be...and how I’d never measure up to anything...well...starting now, I think I’ll do what I feel like doing, whether or not you approve. I fucking quit.” I spat, before storming out of the office.
I got in my car and went to find Hyde...but he was nowhere to be found. All I could find...was this massive blood stain in the grass from where they left him. I nearly started crying, but instead I went home...to my lonely apartment. I wanted to cry, to wish that I could find him that he was alive...but I knew if I did, people would realize how much I cared for him, and it would mean trouble...so I swallowed my pain and sat on my couch, glaring at nothing special. If he was alright, then...he would understand...wouldn’t he?
- - -
Six months went by, since they said that Hyde had died. After he was shot, the police supposedly took him to the hospital by ambulance to save his life, but he died moments after he made it. I had been going to school for photography...something I loved doing. My father and I aren’t speaking to each other, but that’s alright...I don’t really care.
Despite all of this...I still didn’t have my freedom. I wasn’t charged with anything, but people kept asking me annoying questions about what happened. I wouldn’t answer them...and I wouldn’t let anyone walk on me either...yes I’ve been able to stick up for myself more and more. I wonder if Hyde would be proud of me over this...I wish I could tell him, or better yet, show him.
When I checked my mail...I got a little surprise. An envelope without a return address. I opened it and found a key...and a weird letter. It was in this very nice English handwriting...making it very difficult to decipher who it was from. Just about every letter I’ve received before then, were in Japanese...well except for this one letter from a secret admirer in high school...who was a foreign exchange student. *Blushes then coughs* But anyway, I had no idea who this was from, but the message was very creepy.
If you still wish for freedom...pay this apartment a visit.
My eyes widened at the address...it was all the way in Washington D.C...Why all the way there? Who wrote this anyway? Is this some form of a joke? Wait a minute, the only person who knew about my wish for freedom, besides my ignorant father...who most likely forgot, was...but he’s dead! Fear clung to me like a vice, as thoughts of evil spirits and pervy ghosts came to mind...Well wait...Hyde wasn’t really a pervert. Well he was but he wasn’t...and as for evil...well...he wasn’t evil either. Hyde was just very, very pissed off and who can blame him? I think I’d be much worse then he ever was.
My mind going a mile a minute, I sat on my couch, staring at the key intently...before a knock on the door came. I hesitated for a moment, before opening it. My eye twitched instantly. “Toru, what the fuck do you want?” I demanded. I was about to hit him...when a tazer was waved in my face.
“To talk...now sit down.” he ordered, walking in my home. I sat on my couch, glaring up at him. “Rumors have it...that Hideto’s alive.” he said, tilting his head. “Do you know anything about that?”
My heart rate quickened. Hyde’s alive? What the hell? “....How is that possible?” I asked, my eyebrows furrowing.
“That’s what I came to ask you about. Why is that bastard still alive? I KNOW you know something...and I’m going to force it out of you.” Toru said casually, glaring down at me.
“How can you force something out of someone...that doesn’t know the correct answer...moron?” I scoffed, not even afraid of him. Toru turned the tazer on...at the fullest level.
“Well either way...I’ve always wanted to do this.” he said coldly, a dark smile forming on is face.
“And so have I.” I said casually, daring to stand up, before smashing my vase into his face, making sure to moosh him while I was at it. Glass stuck into my hand just as well as his face, but I really didn’t care, I was going to give him a beating he’ll never forget....whether or not he had a tazer. I forced Toru on the floor, before kicking in hard in the ribs, making him let go of the tazer...and forcing it to slide across the room. Good...now we’re even. Toru got up and tried to tackle me, only for me to knee him harshly in his ribs. My enemy grabbed my leg, trying to force me to fall, only for me to kick him harshly in his glass riddled face.
I watched him hit the floor once more, before walking towards my doorway, with full intentions of throwing him out, only to be tazed. I screamed in surprise and pain, as I hit the floor, writhing from the electricity that wracked my body. “You’re so stupid...and pathetic.” Toru snorted, kicking me. “You really think you’re something don’t you? All high and mighty because you were stupid enough to let yourself get kidnapped by a midget!”
Is it wrong that as he’s kicking me and insulting me I’m amusing myself with images of him in the world’s worst torture chamber? I groaned, gagged, moaned, and nearly cried...but I refused to beg for mercy. Gosh those tazers hurt like hell on the highest setting. Every part of me hurts...especially my heart. It feels like it’s about to blow up. “I think I’ll taze you until you die...I’ll feel sooo much better.”
I wanted very bad things to happen to him then...all kinds of sadistic thoughts crossed my mind, as I hoped that I could get up again. Sadly I couldn’t...Well...looks like I’ll be meeting up with Mom and Hyde soon...wait a minute, what the hell is th-? A dingy sneaker that looked like it was covered in shit smacked into Toru, making him drop the tazer...and without hesitation, I grabbed it and pressed it harshly on his foot.
Screams filled the room, as Toru shook harshly, before falling to the ground. When he fainted from the pain, which amused me...since I was able to stay conscious, I heard a familiar snicker from the doorway. I weakly turned my head, to see none other then Kyo leaning against the door frame laughing. “Kyo?” I asked, gawking at him. “What are you doing here?”
“Looks like you’re always going to need help.” he snorted, walking over to me. “I came to thank you for your kindness while I was in prison, and pull one last prank...but someone deserved it more...that fucker right there.” the small man kicked Toru hard in the head, before helping me up carefully. “Damn, he must have tazed you at the highest level...you’re like jelly.”
“Nice of you to notice.” I groaned, as he placed me on the couch. “Why are you out of prison?”
“Remember how I kept telling people I was innocent?”
“....So you really were?” I asked, before smiling. “I’m glad they realized it.”
“Thanks...but yeah, you were the only guard who put up with my antics without doing anything. I was hoping you’d at least put me in the nut house so I can run away...but you wouldn’t. At first this irritated me, until you finally spoke to me...the night before your kidnapping.”
- - -
I turned to him with full on annoyance. “Kyo, will you stop acting out? I know you want attention but that’s not the way to do it...if you need anything, or want anything, just ask...I’ll be more then happy to be a listening ear and a helping hand.” I said, keeping from yelling at him. Kyo stared at me blankly, before sticking out his tongue and giving me the finger. I watched, as he rolled over and pulled his blankets over his head.
I smiled at this, before walking down the hall.
- - -
“I was going to talk to you...I needed to talk to you...but then...I got so tired I fell asleep. When I heard you got kidnapped, I felt so guilty. I felt that I could have saved you if I hadn’t fallen asleep.” Kyo sighed heavily. “But when I found out that it was Takarai that took you...I felt at ease.”
“Why?” I asked going wide eyed.
“Because Takarai isn’t the kind of person who would harm someone without cause, and he cared about you enough to take you and not harm you right?” Kyo asked, staring at me curiously.
“...But why would he?” I asked, playing dumb.
“I guess it’s the same reason...why you were the only prison guard that he’d protect from harm..as if you were a fellow prisoner. Takarai was very protective of his cell mates...mainly because he didn’t want them to suffer the way he has...even if they didn’t like him, people grew to respect him.” the silly man explained quietly, before sighing deeply. “I’m sad that he was killed. I was rooting for you both the whole time you know? I knew he made friends with you...because he’s a friendly guy, and he did tell us once, that you are very dear to him.”
“I am?” I asked, my eyes widening.
“He wouldn’t say why or go into detail...and it’s been bugging me forever.” Kyo grumbled, pouting.
“Thank you for telling me this Kyo-kun.” I said quietly, giving him a smile....as I finally felt normal again. “Neh, want to pull one last prank?” An impish smile full of evilness formed on his face.
“Suuuure.” he chuckled darkly.
- - -
I chuckled, staring at our handy work. Kyo and I hung Toru upside down from the top of my apartment building, dressed as a clown. “You can stay at my place as long as you like Kyo-kun. Take it easy out there neh?” I asked, smiling.
”Mommy look at the funny man!” A child shouted from nearby.
“I promise I will Camui-kun. Have fun in D.C.” Kyo said, smiling back.
”What th-? Is that a CLOWN hanging from there?!” A teenage boy asked, standing next to us.
“Thank you.” I said with a smile, before heading off....ignoring the large crowd that was building up, around me.
Just one more chapter and a side story, and I'll be done...Hopefully you guys will stick to the end...the story is far from over and has a sweet ending awaiting you. ^.^