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Yellow could feel Red gaze like knives in her back as washed the dishes. Red was sitting at the counter, watching her and it disturbed her a little. His stare was unsettling and she could feel the tension gathering in her shoulders. She knew that Red wanted to ask her questions and she avoided him every time he asked her a question. At some point he stopped asking and just sat there, staring at her. His taping on the counter only made her nerves worst.

"Hello?" She screamed when someone reached over the counter and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned sharply, raising a plate in defense. The man looked shocked at her reaction and quickly raised his hands. "I'm sorry that I scared you."

He reached out to her again and Red lashed out so quickly, she barely saw it. He merely reached over and grabbed the man's wrist. Red's intent was only to stop the man from touching her since he knew that Yellow was wary of a man's touch but then he saw something sticking out from the man's pocket. His voice was harsh but barely above a whisper, "Why do you carry a gun?"

The man stared at Red in confusion, "It's not against the law to carry one. It's used to defend myself from crazy ass holes like you."

The man screamed above the sound of bone cracking. Yellow winced as if Red had broken her own wrist and she looked down at the man crumpled on the ground. She sympathized with the man but something stopped her. She gasped when she saw Red's eyes glaze over. She knew that look and it paralyzed her with fear for a moment. He didn't attack the man but she could see the cold fire in his eyes.

"Red, stop!" She said with more confidence than she thought she had and moved around the bar. She grabbed Red and pulled him away from the man. She hugged his waist as the man spurted curse words and stumbled out of the bar. "What are you doing? You can't just attack my customers!"

"He had a gun and I can't take any chances," Red sat on his chair again. She looked back at the other customers that stared at her. With a sigh, she went to the few that stayed and asked them to leave, collecting the money from them. She went back to Red who sat motionless at the counter. She sat next to him but didn't know what to say to him.

She sat next to him in silence and stared at the store across from her bar. The painting wasn't there anymore and she didn't know if that was a relief or scared. She didn't know if he knew where she lived or if it was totally incidental. What if was just waiting outside her pub by total luck that he was waiting there for her?

She hadn't told anyone about it and didn't know if she should tell Red. She already decided to call Blue about it but didn't want to worry her friend. There was also a part her that wanted to run but she knew that there was no use. She wished that she could turn the time back several years so she wouldn't…

"You really can't take any chances," Red voice brought her out of her thoughts. "There's a man out there trying to kill women with long blond hair. Since it's my job to protect you, I can't take any risks. What do you expect me to do when someone with a gun walks in? I only want to protect you."

Yellow was silent. She had never had someone protect her, her only resort was to run and hide. Blue tried her but Yellow couldn't let her give up her time and family to protect her. Red jumped when he saw tears gather in her eyes. Was she upset that he was the one to protect her? Did she not want him to protect her? It was a strange thought anyways, him protecting a life instead of taking the life. Maybe it would be best if he just left.

"I know that you're probably afraid of me and that I've given you no reason to trust me," He stopped when she grabbed at his shirt tightly.

"Please, don't leave me," She looked up into his eyes. She could see herself years younger saying the exact same thing, holding onto his shirt just like this. But he left and he didn't even bother to remember her. She didn't know why she was asking him again.

She stiffened slightly when Red pulled her into his arms. She could feel the power of his arm but it didn't scare her like the killer. She didn't worry about his strength hurting her and placed her face into his shoulder. She placed her arms around his waist in a desperate attempt to keep him but knew that it wasn't right yet.

"I'm sorry that you've been hurt so much," she whispered. "Your trust has been replaced with fear."

Red felt awkward at her touch since he had never had someone hold him after his experience. He didn't know what he should do. Could he open his heart and allow this little woman in but risk letting his inner demons out. He knew that he couldn't risk her seeing those demons but he couldn't leave her alone either. It was from pure selflessness that he decided to stay with her since he knew that there was a light beneath the fear. He also wanted to know what her connection was with this killer and silver had told him that they were connected.

"Maybe we can help each other," Red whispered and he prayed that he was right.


Yellow tried to ignore the stares following her. She understood their questioning eyes since she knew Red's large frame towering over her smaller body. She tried not to draw any attention to herself as she walked through the grocery store to buy food as Red watched over her. She wondered if Lyra had to deal with this too since she had heard stories of how overprotective Silver could be.

"Do you want anything for dinner?" She asked him. Silver had told them to act naturally and she wished that she could. She had been living a lie since he ruined her life. Red was silent behind her and the silence was thickening around her so she felt the need to fill it. "I remember that you liked to eat curry when we were younger."

Red placed a hand over hers at the words. "How do you-"

"Blue told me," Yellow said quickly and quickened her pace. Red followed her down the aisle, not knowing if he should believe her. She went to the cash register as quickly as possible and left Red trailing behind her. She quickly paid in cash since it was untraceable and went back to the pub as quickly as possible. Red stayed in step beside her and carried some of her bags. He still had questions but he knew he couldn't as them in the crowded streets.

"If you really wanted to hide, why are you working in a pub where you'll have to interact with people every day?" Red asked what he hopped was a generally safe question. Yellow looked at the ground as she walked so he could only see the top of her head as she walked. The wide brim hat she wore hid most of her face as she walked so he guessed that was why she kept her head low. Red didn't expect her to answer so it surprised him when she spoke in a low voice.

"Blue thought it would be best," She started. "She said that I shouldn't disconnect from the world completely with only her to talk to. She said the pub will allow some interaction without getting too close to people. She wasn't entirely right since you came along and we got very close."

"That was before," He said. "I've changed a lot from the person I was back then."

"I know," She said sadly. She truly missed the boy he was before but didn't know how to bring up the subject. Did he even remember the promise he made her years ago? Red stopped her suddenly stopped her with a hand holding her arm. It was gentle yet firm enough which caused her to stop. They were just passing a park when something caught his attention. She looked past his large frame and saw what it was that caught his attention.

"Stop!" She screamed and hitched up her skirt so she could run to the crowd of children with more ease. She saw one of the children raise their hand with a rock in it and grabbed the little boy's hand. She looked down at him sternly and her voice held no room for argument. "Put that stone down."

The boy stared up at her in shock and the rock fell motionless to the ground. The little boys scattered at her glare and there was only the boy left. Yellow saw the fear in his eyes and her heart shifted a little. She let the little boy go and he ran off. She turned to see Red staring at her and the questions in her eyes. She flushed and turned away from her. There were moments of her past that sometime came back to her.

"Wait Red," She said when he started to pull her away. She looked up to where the victim of the kids' attacks was clinging onto a tree branch. It was a small ball of yellow fur similar to Pika. "Please, we need to help it! You have to climb up the tree to get it before it falls. I can't go up because I'm wearing a long skirt."

Red sighed as an answer and started to climb up the tree. He did so with little difficulty until he reached out to the small creature. The creature let out a screech and scratched at Red's face. Red growled at that, everyone who first met him seemed to see him as the villain. All except Yellow.

Red cursed, his first instinct was to punch the animal to gain obedience but he stilled himself. The yellow fur reminded him so much of the blond hair of his daydreams he couldn't bring himself to raise his fist to the small creature. He reached out to the small creature that jumped out to scratch at his face. He lost his footing and fell down the tree, landing on his back.

"Red!" Yellow ran to his side and immediately placed his head on her lap. She asked him several questions and sighed in relief with the fact that he didn't seem to have any broken bones since it wasn't too far that he fell. Still, she would make sure in more detail when they return home. She took the anime that was jumping on his chest and held it against her breast. She cooed soft words to it and it calmed in her arms. Red was also calmed by her voice and looked up at her. She was silhouetted in the sun and at that moment he could believe she was an angel. A tainted angel if her past was anything to judge.

"Do you have a family?" Yellow asked the little creature. When it didn't say anything, she smiled gently down at it, "Well, we'll be your family now. I might not be a vet but I know a few things about injuries so I'll fix you up when we get home. You'll have to share a room with Pika but that shouldn't be too bad. He's a gentleman just like his father."

Yellow continued to talk to the small creature until it fell asleep in her arms. Red waited until she stopped talking to speak, "So what are you going to name her?"

"ChuChu," Yellow said easily and stroked the small creature. "She has been through a lot and it'll take longer than this for the wounds to heal. I've seen people go through so much and wondered how they could go through all of that. You don't know how many patients I see with broken bones yet they still go out to do such rash things."

So you're a doctor? Red didn't ask her out loud but by her words and the fact that she healed him, he knew that it was a safe guess. He knew that her name was Yellow and that she worked at a hospital so if he went to the local hospitals, he should be able to find information on her past, and with lock a connection to who would want to kill her.


"How is she?" Red asked as Yellow walked into his room. Even though his knife wound had healed days ago, she still insisted on checking on him every night. She sat on the bed, slightly blushing since he was shirtless.

"ChuChu is alright. She's getting along with Pika better and better each day," Yellow pulled out a chair to sit next to him. "What about you? How is your leg?"

"My leg isn't paining me," Red assured her. "I have some questions for you-"

"I'm sorry Red, but I can't tell you anything." She got up to left but stopped when he called her by her name. Her real name.

"Yellow," He hadn't called her that in the time they had been together. He hadn't called her that since their teenage years. She almost broke down in tears then and she could only stand there as he spoke. "I know that you're afraid of whoever is after you but Silver told me that he is most likely killing these girls because they look like you."

"I know!" She crumpled to the ground and buried her face into her hands. "Don't you think that I feel guilty about that? So many people had already died because of me but I'm just too afraid. I'm sorry but please don't make me remember."

"You can't just ignore this!" Red's voice was harsher then he intended and regretted it when he saw her flinch and shy away from him. "I'm sorry but I just can't help but think of all those people that are dead and the others that might become victims."

"I don't know his name." She said but she could see in his eyes that she doubted her. "I only know why he is doing this. I'll help in anyways I can but please just don't let him get me. He knows that I'm here yet he's still torturing me! I don't want to go through that again. Please don't let me take that, I don't know if I can survive another time."

"I won't let him hurt you," Red promised and she turned away from the comfort he offered when he knelt next to her. "What have he done to you?"


"Where are you?" Yellow crawled deeper into her hiding spot in the bottom cupboard.

She placed her hands over her ears but she couldn't block out the sounds of screams and gunfire. She knew that this event was entirely her fault and that she might as well be the one shooting all of those victims. This was one her the few times she was actually glad of her small frame so she was able to hide easier. She opened it slightly so she could see what was happening in the room. She cringed back when she saw a man walk in, dragging behind a woman. He shot randomly around the room and she cringed back. It was by pure luck that one of the bullets didn't hit her.

"Come out you little bitch!" He screamed and Yellow saw the fear in the nurse's eyes. "You told me that you wouldn't let anyone die. It's your job to save lives, so save hers. If you do not come out, I'll kill her."

"Please, don't kill her!" Yellow jumped out from hiding spot and collapsed in front of the pair. Tears were running down her face as she begged him. "Let her go."

Yellow pleaded to the man standing above her. He smiled cruelly down at her and she cried out when he kicked her in the stomach. She clutched at her stomach wanting to throw up from more than the attack. She could barely lift her limbs with the weights of guilt tied to them despite how desperately she wanted to run and save the woman but she couldn't.

"It's her blood on your hands." Yellow screamed when he silted her throat. He threw the body towards her and Yellow scurried back from the body. The man jerked her hand forward and forced it into the woman's wound. Yellow turned away to puke even as he whispered harshly in her ear.

"You have taken everything from me and not I'm going to repay you a favour. Tell me where he is," Yellow knew exactly who he was referring too and fear streamed through her. As if he could hear her question, he said. "There is not a thing that I do not know about you."

"Don't hurt him," Yellow pleaded. She gasped when he grasped her hair and slammed her against the wall. When he wrapped his hands around her neck, she tried to pull them but her hands were slippery from blood that she couldn't free herself.

"I'll never tell you where he is," She choked out when he released her. "I'll never give him up. I love him so much more than you scare me."

"That's your choice then?" He asked and she nodded with tears in her eyes. "I'll beat that confidence out of you soon enough. I can't wait to cut your body into ribbons and make you scream. Scream for mercy as my son must have when you killed him. This is my revenge."


"Don't touch me!" Red heard Yellow scream and he jumped out of the bed, pain shooting up his bad leg. He dragged himself up to see Yellow sleeping in the bed where he placed her earlier while she cried herself to sleep. He would've climbed in after her to hold her through the tears but he feared choking her in her sleep. He couldn't risk taking her life without knowing so slept in the chair next to the bed.

Another cry brought him out of his thoughts and he sat on the bed next to her. She turned in her sleep and curled into herself. He gathered her into his arms and she curled into him easily. She kept whimpering and he held her tighter, her tears shaking her body and was enough to shake him as well. He didn't know if he could say anything to calm her so he could only hold her.

Her shakes slowed slightly and soon she calmed enough that her breathing became normal again. She began to whisper things into his shoulders but he couldn't make out most of it. The few words that he did hear terrified him. He gathered enough to know that he kept her and could only imagine what he did to her.

His hands began to shake and he had to fist them again to keep some control over them. Despite the rage that rushed through him, the chill of the past almost took over the thin control he had on his body. He buried his hands in her hair to stop them from killing her. He regained some control when she turned her face into his shoulder.

"Please, don't hurt me," She whimpered.

"I won't hurt you and I won't let that bastard ever hurt you again," He whispered the promise into her hair and inhaled her scent until he felt her shift. She turned her face up to him and he stared down into her amber eyes swimming in tears.

"I'm sorry," She whispered and pushed long hair away from her face. She suddenly realized that her hair was free from its usual ponytail and was wearing a man's shirt. She jumped back on his and saw that Red was shirtless. Her blush deepened when she realized that she was wearing Red's shirt. She stuttered over her words, wondering what Red did to her.

"I didn't hurt you," Red was slightly hurt from the doubt in her eyes. "I thought you would be uncomfortable so I… I didn't do anything to hurt you."

"I'm sorry," She said when he went into silence again.

"Will you stop apologizing?" Red snapped and winced just as she did. He smoothed back her hair and she slowly opened her eyes. "You have nothing to apologize for. He's just another bastard and you're one of his victims. I promise that you won't be his victim again."

Nothing to apologize for? Yellow's memories taunted her and she wanted to burst into tears. She was responsible for everything that happened back there and what was happening now. She had so much blood on her hand and she felt lie throwing up again.

"What's wrong?" Red noticed her shaking again and held her tighter.

"Just hold me," She changed the topic. She couldn't answer him so could only change the subject. She was glad that he didn't argue when she curled into him deeper. His arms tightened around her and she let herself believe that she wasn't the horrible person that she was.

Red couldn't think of anything to saw so he began to sing a song he always heard when he was walking through the forest when he was younger. He didn't remember the words but he remembered the soft voice singing and he tried to imitate the melody. His voice was rough but it was soothing enough to calm her and lull her to sleep.

When her breath was even again and he was sure that she was too deep in sleep for her nightmares to plague her, he laid her back in the bed. He pulled the blanket over her, his hand brushing against her cheek and smoothed hair out of her face. He couldn't resist leaning down and kissing her forehead, his lips brushing over her eyes.

He leaned back and returned to the chair next to the bed. He didn't want to risk going to sleep and going into one of his nightmares so he stayed awake all night, watching over his little angel.

His redemption in life.


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