He's Just Not Right For You

A/N: Just because I feel bad for you guys and my lazy updating :)

Disclaimer: I don't own it - must I go through this every time?

Chapter 13: When You Trust Cole

"I didn't leave too long ago - I didn't want to leave her..." Toshiro shook his head, his old eyes squinting in the yellow lighting of the restaurant, "I apologize it's so late..."

"It's quite alright..." Cole nodded, placing the napkin he'd been fiddling with for a few moments aside, "You really shouldn't encourage her..."

Toshiro turned to Cole in a second, his dark eyes glowing with shock, "What?"

"You know what I'm talking about..." He nodded nonchalantly, and took a sip of his drink, "It's obvious you encourage her to feel something for this... Man from a third world country."

Toshiro ran a hand through his greying hair. This wasn't what he had wanted to talk about with Cole, and he suddenly wished he had Kimiko there to lean on for support. It was very good news, though Cole wouldn't take it well. He knew he should have waited, but he figured it would cheer Kimiko up, and made it top priority to talk with Cole right away.

"Yes well... She loves him..." He laced his own fingers together and stared at them for a moment, before looking up at the stunned blonde in front of him, "She loves him a lot... I can see that."

"It's only been a few days..." He spoke slowly, chewing on each word and tasting it to make sure it sounded just right coming out of his mouth. He wanted every word, after hearing that information, to count for something powerful.

"I realize that, but Cole... Do you know such a thing about true love?"

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"It was true love!" His sister cried into his shoulder, her shoulder shuddering with each sob that escaped her usually smiling lips.

"There's no such thing as true love, Lana..." He told her, eyes showing that he pitied what he had done to her, but only a little... Not enough to truly comfort her the way he was supposed to as a brother, "You see... You can find someone to be happy and content with your whole life, but you always wonder if there was someone more perfect out there for you... ((Cole has a point there - although that's not true with every case)) I'm sure that's the kind of love you thought you had with Asher... But trust me Lana, he and I are both males - I knew..."

"You knew what?" she asked exasperated and irritated that such things were going about the way they were.

"That he was not true love for you..."

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"Of course I do..." He scoffed, tracing the tabled edge with his finger, "Do you find me dumb, Toshiro?"

"Not in the least bit..." He took a sip of his tea, his eyes never leaving his soon-to-be son-in-law across from him, "But I do know what's right for my daughter... If I can say nothing else, I can say that."

His hand gripped the table hard, and looked up at the shorter man with a solid glare, "What are you saying?" He used his slow, menacing tactic again, though he knew he could never do anything to the man anyways - he would ruin every fiber of a chance then. It seemed as though with whatever information was coming next in this once though to be happy meeting, he would have to play to his liking, no matter what it was.

"I'm saying that..." His features almost broke into a grin, but he used his business poker face to control himself, "We don't need you to marry my daughter anymore, Cole... She's free of you, and you are free of her."

"What?!" He shouted, steam almost literally coming out of his ears.

His face was flushed with anger, and his eyes showed thunder and lightening. The man managed to earn their table a few stares from the waitresses, waiters, and other customers for a moment, before Cole turned to them huffing, and visibly forced them to look away with his death glare. Drumming his fingers on the table and shifting his weight to his other leg, he eyed the man in front of him, trying to calm himself down not to earn anymore glares.

"You heard me correctly..." His tone became a lot more business like than it had been at the beginning of the conversation. "I must take my leave now Cole and get back to my meetings... You wouldn't mind telling Kimiko for me, right? I'm sure you'd be delighted to be rid of her with her attitude right?"

Either he had absolutely no time to talk to his daughter that night after what all he had put off to be with her at the hospital, or he really truly thought that Cole didn't want to get married to Kimiko either. He had no clue their fighting was due to Cole's over obsessive attitude. That goes to show a person how lack of communication can ruin a person's life - in this case it would be Kimiko's.

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Cole pushed the glass doors to the hospital open forcefully, and immediately saw Kimiko and Keiko curled up on the couch sleeping, while Elouise Tanaka sat reading a book ((I wonder where Keiko's dad is? Did I ever say?)) peacefully on the chair across from them.

Slowly he crept over to the trio, but Elouise stopped him with her own expression of pure rage. She didn't want him anywhere near the poor child when she was upset - it would only hurt her more at the moment. Glaring still when he didn't get the message, she slammed the book shut and got up. Because of age, or her odd genes, she towered over the blonde, pushing him back with her gestures without physically touching him.

"What do you think you're doing?" She growled.

"I'm going to wake Kimi up, I have some news."

The woman scrunched her nose at the nickname, she knew Kimiko wouldn't appreciate it - not from Cole anyways, "Can't you see she's grieving? She doesn't care at the moment. It took forever to get her to go to sleep - she's exhausted, are you really that selfish where you cannot even let the girl sleep?" She asked, her voice raising a pitch with every word she spoke.

From what she had heard about Cole, and what things she had found out about him just from curiosity, she truly despised him, possibly more than the girls themselves. Before another word could be spoken, the doors burst open and a quiet bustle started to flow.

A group of five or six people walked through the doors, looking around furiously for Kimiko and Keiko. Who where they? Jack Spicer, Raphael Cortez, Lana Brooks, Adrenia Pierre, Omi Greensburg, and the bands bass player. ((Check author's note for that joke)

It was amazing, being in all different places, that they all managed to get into the doors at the same time. Quickly, they ran to the group, and this time, Elouise couldn't stop anyone, nor did she care to... She understood these people could not be as demon possessed as the blonde in front of her was. Keiko and Kimiko woke up immediately as Cole backed up, and the story and questions flew around the lobby like a pinball pelted across the board in an arcade game.

He slipped backwards, eyes glinting with a new found pissed feeling. Even his sister got more pride than him in a situation like that. He glanced at Kimiko, just for kicks, and saw his ring wasn't even on her finger anymore. Glaring slightly, he turned to leave the hospital.

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Omi's hand never left Keiko's as the story progressed. He never noticed the glances from the redhead of the band at all, but everyone else could tell there was a steaming jealousy.

"I found something out!!" Keiko suddenly gasped, remembering information she had absorbed earlier, "Omi..." She turned to him, then to Kimiko, and soon to Lana, "Kimiko, if you were ever there you would have seen Lana, but our waiter at the second restaurant we went to - he was in the crash too! He's here in the hospital right now!"

They looked around at each other, sharing a private moment of understanding before they stood. They would go try and see if they could visit him, because he must have been going through a lot too. Kimiko forced her way to the desk, and with a slightly shaky voice, she asked the person at the counter for a 'Clay' in the hospital.

They came up with a few of them, then decided that it was Clay Bailey they wanted to go see. Quickly the three of them hustled up to the room, slightly afraid of what they would see. His wounds must not have been as bad as Raimundo's if they were allowing people to see him.

Omi knocked bravely (after being ushered by the two almost identical girls) on the door, before a blonde girl opened the door. Her short hair was messy and her make up was running, the skirt she wore was rumpled, and she wasn't wearing shoes.

"Hello..." He said shyly looking up at her face, "Is Clay awake?"

She nodded and opened the door to let them all in. He sat up as best he could with a confused expression on his face.

"Hey, Clay! We're from the restaurant!" Keiko chirped, trying to be as chipper as possible. The room was dreary, though dozens of bouquets already littered the room with pictures of people they had never met, and teddy bears and lots of chocolate.

"I know you probably have no clue who we are -" Omi tried to be sensible, but the blonde interrupted.

"Ya'll are from that table..." His accent was slight, probably not as heavy as it used to be, "I waited just before I left."

Kimiko nodded, like she knew, although it was an unconscious thing. She was still in shock over Raimundo really being in that car accident, and the accident itself actually happening. But instead of dwelling on this, and letting her mind wonder into a place she couldn't pull it from, she forced herself to pay attention to the conversation at hand, so that if asked a question she didn't seem insane, though she sure felt like it...

"Kimiko..." She said automatically when eyes landed on her.

It must have been the answer they were looking for, because the blonde in the hospital bed nodded. His face was bruised and cut up pretty bad, though nothing would most likely scar. His arm and leg were in a cast, and his arm not in a cast was wrapped in bandages. No other damage could be seen from first glance.

"It's nice to meet ya'll, this is my girlfriend Ashley..." He smiled at the girl who walked over to him and squeezed his hand.

"Hi..." She said shyly, her voice hoarse from crying so much, "It's really nice that you decided to come visit Clay..." By the end she had hiccuped twice, and her voice cracked at the man's name. They had to be in a very serious relationship that wouldn't be broken by something such as that. She looked really affected - Kimiko noted it's probably how she looked.

"If ya'll don't mind me askin', who you here for? If I know 'em," Clay asked shyly, not wanting to sound nosy, but rather curious as to how all of them ended up there.

"The brunette..." Keiko glanced cautiously at Kimiko who stared at the ground, unconsciously giving Clay a sign not to push the subject after she had finished her piece, "That was sitting with us..."

He nodded, luckily understanding simply from that fragment of information.

"It's a real tragic thing that happened to us. But ya'll know he'll live through it, right? He don't seem like the kinda guy who has a life to give up..."

What he spoke made a lot of sense to them, and in the mean time made them feel slightly better. They were glad they had decided to come visit with Clay.

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Cole sat at a stoplight, cursing out loud for the umpteenth time in five minutes. He was infuriated from the events at the hospital, and the restaurant. As he replayed both conversations he had had with the adults in his mind and swore again.

"Fuck it then!" He growled, revving his engine impatiently. Suddenly he grinned rather evilly, although he felt stupid for not thinking of it before...

Of course for his plan to work, he would have to move quickly, before someone could get the information back to the Japanese Girl.

First he would break Kimiko and Raimundo up - he had done it plenty of times before - he could do it again...

Then...

He simply wouldn't tell Kimiko the information that was instructed to be told to her... He wouldn't tell her that the wedding was off... Because it wasn't - if he had anything to say about it.

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A/N: Okay, so the joke with the bass player... My cousin watched this movie one time, where because no one knows the names of the bass player in bands (stereotype for the most part, but it's kinda true admit it) - and the whole movie, they made a point not to call the bass player by his name.

. . . . . . . . . . . Maybe it's just funny cause I'm slightly tired :D

I'm really glad I got this chapter done. I liked it a lot and I completely shot through it - very quick chapter :D I hope you all enjoyed it! I finally have an idea for where this story is going to go! Though I'm not sure if I'll take that direction or not. It took me 14 chapters, but I think I have my plan.

Sorry I'm talking so much (and the random ((author notes)) in the chapter), I tend to do that (AND talk to myself) when it's late and I'm on the tired side... Hahah whoa I'm like an insane person when I'm tired. Drunkeness!!! :P Though I don't drink. Hrm, what could this mean?

So sorry again for the lack of updating in the last 9 days (minus today) - I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and again I apologize for my rambling (one big ass author's note!) Leave some Love if you wish - though it's HIGHLY appreciated!

-zesty-!!!