Chapter 2: One Good Reason Why
Disclaimer: I don't own Initial D. I own a box of magic chocolate cake though. Anybody want some?
Warning: Language(?)
One Good Reason Why
Ryosuke's P.O.V
Well… that took shorter than expected… but…
Shaking my head, I turned to face the teen.
"There's no need to sign here…outside of here will be appropriate."
He only looked at me blankly before looking away.
"So, are you taking me away now? Or do I have to wait for Christmas?"
I sighed once more before standing up. Looking at him I signed for him to wait at the bench.
Leaving the visiting room I headed to the reception desk, asking for the chief. The young trainee looked at me, amusement dancing in his eyes.
Smirking, he asked me, "What would be your name sir?"
His tone was mocking.
"Takahashi Ryosuke."
At my name the trainee's face paled.
"O-Of course. Right away, sir. This way, sir." The young man sputtered.
Walking out of the desk, he walked towards a closed off room at the edge of the police station.
Knocking, he mumbles out a soft pardon and drags me inside.
The chief looked at me once and the next thing I know I'm outside the police station with the teen at my side.
He turned to stare at me.
"So, do I have to go with you now or can I at least go home?"
"You may wish to go home if you want too." I answered curtly.
He gave a tiny nod and walked away.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. He answered, not even looking back at me."
"I'll give you a ride."
"No thanks. I don't need you to know where I live. No pressure that way." The last part was mumbled but I heard it anyways.
"Besides, I want some reflection of privacy."
I tensed.
"You are taking all of it, as a matter of fact."
With that the youth walked away, leaving me guilty.
He agreed didn't he?
Takumi's P.O.V
Walking away from the man, I let my grin come forth.
Who would've thought that the son of the man I despise most will be the one who will bring me to his father.
Although the deal is rather unusual… I'd risk getting humiliated just to destroy that man.
A briefcase slamming on a head.
Blood dripping out
Blood seeping out
Brown eyes slowly drooping close
"Taku-chan!"
Looking up I saw my mother in front of me.
She was carrying large grocery bags.
"Kaa-san, why are you all alone? Oyaji wa?(1)" I asked her as I took the bags from her.
"Papa's in the shop. There's a new employee that applied. Your papa's gonna challenge the newbie."
I shook my head. "If oyaji is the one testing him then he has no chance to pass."
"Hora(2), don't be mean Taku-chan."
"What? You know it's true."
My mom just gave me one of her pouts.
I adore my mother.
Fujiwara Mikoto is a soft-spoken lady. She has black hair and black eyes. I took after her I guess.
The eyes not the personality.
Smiling at my mom we both headed home.
Arriving home, we saw oyaji's car parked outside.
"I thought he was at the shop?"
"Hmm… Probably finished the testing."
"Or the newbie failed epically."
"Taku-chan!"
"Hai hai."
Inside the house oyaji was clanking around with his laptop.
"Anta'… why are you home so early? Did the newbie pass your test?"
"Passed it? The newbie practically blew it out of proportions!"
I threw my mom an 'I told you so.' Look.
My mom just ignored me.
"That's okay, you can find another one."
"Find another one? Didn't you hear what I just said?"
"Um… hai… you said the newbie blew it out of proportion… so it was failed?" my mother softly answered.
"It was epic! It was assembled really fast! I'm never gonna let that newbie go."
"Oh." My mom threw me a smug look over her shoulder.
I just shook my head.
Suddenly my phone rang.
Opening my phone I saw an unknown caller I.D.
Shrugging, I answered the phone.
"Yea?"
"Fujiwara, it's Takahashi."
I froze.
My eyes growing wide, I looked at my parents.
Ryosuke's P.O.V
Driving home, I looked at the teen' case files. Interesting enough, while hacking into the company's software he inserted a virus- without corrupting his own.
That is feat only achieved by- what movie was that again? Transformers?
Anyways, the company's files were completely wiped out. Completely eradicated. Gone.
The main files are of course with him.
That's one of the reason I asked him the bizarre offer.
The other reason is that I am impressed with his skills.
The last reason is that… I needed a scapegoat for my father's plan.
Taking my phone out of my pocket with a slightly blushing face, I speed-dialed his number.
The phone rang three times before he answered.
"Fujiwara, it's Takahashi."
I could hear his gulp.
"Meet me at Stratume Café, it's near the Hanatori Train Station. The signing will be held there. Be there in fifteen minutes."
"H-Hai." He mumbled softly.
Then the line went dead.
I drew the phone away from my ear.
I stared at it in shock.
Though it's not evident in my face…
He hung up on me.
At the café, I took a booth near the back with a floor to ceiling window.
A brunette, the waitress, went to me and gave me a menu.
Thanking her, I scanned the small booklet. I was just about to turn to the next page when someone plopped in front of me.
I looked up and raised an eyebrow.
Across from me, Fujiwara Takumi sat, staring at me with his poker-face.
"How did you get here so fast? As far as I know your house is a twenty minute drive to arrive here."
"So you made me rush on purpose. And how did you get my address anyways." He asked angrily.
"From the police station, you filled it up… almost correctly. An advice Fujiwara, when you get caught in the future, make sure to fill it incorrectly in some places. Okay?"
"…As you wish."
I pulled out the folder that held the contract.
I held the paper out to him and he read it, carefully.
Almost as if he was looking for a loophole.
"There's no mistake there. I made it myself."
"Then that makes me want to look more."
Is he insulting me?
I looked at him- stoically.
If that's the way he likes to play, then I'll give it to him.
Let the games begin.