Disclaimer: You could say that I stole most of the characters (the ones you knew from the begging), so they in no way belong to me. The ones that you don't know however... I made them. Me. Yes. :D
Warning: Shitty grammar and spelling, male pregnancy, yaoi, crazy stalkers that kidnap people, swearing, violence (maybe). Very far from reality, trust me, I made this.
Sakuno didn't leave the small apartment for the next three days.
Ryoma couldn't find the right time to call, or at least message, Keigo, to let his spouse know that he is ok and well, nothing too horrible had happened to him, yet, and just calm Keigo down. Ryoma knew all too well that Keigo is worried sick – all that nonsense that Keigo made him do and did himself when he was still carrying Akira served as proof to that theory.
Ryoma had turned the phone off, for it had only two bars of battery left and the model that Sakuno was using didn't hold out long with two bars of battery. If only he had an idea where his own phone was, maybe he could somehow sneak out of the room he was trapped in and get it when the crazy lady is asleep or gone out…
"Ryoma-kun!" Sakuno's voice made Ryoma snap his head in the direction of the doors, "Have you seen my phone, I think I lost it somewhere." She didn't sound too worried or sad. More like, she just wanted to have a reason to talk to Ryoma.
Ryoma, on the other hand, felt like all the blood had turned cold in his body and for a second didn't know how to react. He took a deep breath and then finally said: "No, I haven't. Maybe you dropped in outside somewhere?" good thing that Sakuno didn't see him, his face would have told that he is lying. Even if his voice was steady and even, his hands had started to tremble.
"Oh well…" Sakuno sighed, "I will just get a new one. If I hadn't thrown out your phone I could use that, but it was possible that that demon would use it to track you here… " Ryoma heard her footsteps coming closer to his room and right after that her head appeared in the doorway, "I will protect you and the children that we will someday have." A maniacal laugh escaped from her mouth and then she was gone again.
The mention of having children with her made Ryoma gag. The thought alone was disgusting enough. The only person who Ryoma wanted to have that kind of a deep relationship was Keigo. The only person that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with was Keigo. No one else but Keigo.
But the part of Sakuno throwing his phone out was the next thing that he registered in Ryoma's buzzing and weakened mind. That meant that Ryoma really had no choice but to use Sakuno's phone that was under his pillow right now. Only, when will he be able to use it? With Sakuno almost never leaving the house and checking on him after every five minutes…
"Keigo…" Ryoma quietly whispered to himself. He then placed his head on his knees and closed his eyes. "I'm scared." He had to tighten his grip around his own arms, so that the shivers wouldn't get worse.
Right now Ryoma felt so lonely, scared, angry at himself, trapped and responsible for another life… All those emotions, all those 'what if's and 'maybe's running around in his head again and again, making him blame himself for what has happened to him. For causing pain and worry to Keigo and everybody else that knew of this… He slowly started to sink into the darkness of despair.
There was the clatter of pots and pans before the horrible smell of yet another burnt and tasteless meal filled the rooms of the otherwise quiet apartment. The smell alone could make his already weak stomach to refuse what he already had eaten, but to eat it… He will be vomiting it all out in a matter of seconds.
When the crazy woman called out to him again, she sounded strangely excited: "Ryoma-kun, I will make you a very tasty meal today, don't you worry there. I will be an excellent wife for you, since I know all about you. Everything there is about you, I know it."
Ryoma shuddered. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be in the arms of Keigo. He wanted to hear that low voice whisper sweet nothings into his ear and lull him to sleep. He wanted to feel the warmth of his large chest against his back.
He wanted to be home with his son and husband, living his normal live once more.
Keigo sat in his study, with Akira sitting in his lap and hitting the buttons of his lap top, making all kinds of things pop up and then disappear. Well, since Keigo didn't have anything that had something to do with his job or the underground, saved in it, he allowed his son to smash the buttons as long as he wanted to do it.
He went through the reports that his men had given him before. They had checked all the people and the places that the drunkard had mentioned, two days ago. No one seemed to know exactly where Sakuno had ordered the driver to take her and Ryoma. The only one they have yet to find was the driver himself. When he will be found… Keigo will personally deal with him.
And when he will be done with that man the only place where the poor soul will be able to run to will be the crazy house or another country. Then again, even other countries will not be able to provide him with a happy and quiet life. Keigo would make sure of that.
But, there was a good thing in the mist of all the fake leads to Ryoma's location.
They had pinpointed the weak GPS signal from Ryoma's phone earlier today. The small device was found in some dark and smelly alley way, near a road at one of the outskirts of Tokyo, where the rush of the city itself could no longer be felt. Only block-houses and maybe even a few private houses were located there, together with small shops and bakeries and maybe a fast-food joint or two.
That alone made the area of search a little more specific and they could now try and pin-point a certain part of that area, where they will need to search. Keigo had taken a step forward to finding his love; that alone reassured him. But it was a small reassurance, so small and probably meaningless, when the thought of something happening to Ryoma and the child that he was carrying sneaking in his mind.
That horrible, cold feeling that took over him.
It felt like he will never see Ryoma again, that the only reminder left of the man he loved will be the child in his lap and the pictures in the photo albums. But deep down Keigo knew that he can't let these kinds of negative thoughts overcome him. He only needed to believe that Ryoma is ok and he will soon be back into his arms, like nothing ever happened in the first place.
It had already been almost a week now. Fuji and old Ryuuzaki called every day to find out how far has the search for Ryoma gone and whether or not it been successful this time and whether there are any leads to his whereabouts. Truthfully, Keigo just wanted to ask them to leave him alone and stop calling, but he knew that they were worried too, so he calmly answered them every time.
The man sighed and threw the papers on the table. There was nothing that was worth attention written in them. Keigo looked down at his baby boy and forced a small smile to appear on his lips. He wondered if the child knew that his mommy was gone. Ryoma hated to be called 'mommy' though, so that small thought alone made him feel a bit better.
There was a quick knock on his door and one of the maids entered his study. She hurried to his desk and bowed, not speaking a word. When she lifted her eyes up again Keigo could see something reminding of worry in them.
"Atobe-sama," she spoke, hands clutching the white apron around her waist, "Ryuuzaki-san called. He wished to inform you that he found something in his daughter's documents that would be of some help to you." She quickly spoke and pulled out a cordless phone from her pocket and gave it to Keigo.
Atobe took the offered item and dismissed the girl with the wave of his hand.
"Atobe speaking." He said into the receiver when the girl was gone. He hoped that the father of the crazy woman who had taken his man had good news. He made sure that Sakuno's parents knew of the importance of the situation at hand.
There was a weak cough on the other end and then a shaky man's voice came through: "He-Hello, Atobe-san. Just now, while cleaning the few things that we had left from Sakuno, my wife found some documents about an apartment, that we did not know of until now." He was a smart man and knew that there was no use in polite talk now. "Should I send it to you or…"
"No need." Keigo quickly cut him off, "I will send someone after them, don't worry, Ryuuzaki-san." a new and warm feeling of something good happening flooded into him as he spoke. Finally, a chance to get his Ryoma back. "Thank you, thank you so much."
"No, don't worry. This is all we can do to help. Since, it is our daughter who did those horrible things." Sakuno's father weakly said, his voice holding the small undertone of guilt, "Well then, I hope this will help in some way. Goodbye. For now."
Keigo hugged Akira close to himself, as if reassuring himself of the good luck that had shined on him, "Yes, goodbye. And thank you once again."
Once he dropped the phone on the table, on top of all the papers that he had been reading before, Keigo allowed himself to sigh in relief. He then got his cell phone, Akira held by his left hand, and typed a quick message to one of his most trusted men, asking to go and take the documents from Sakuno's parent's house and then find out about the apartment that Ryuuzaki-san mentioned.
"Ryoma, don't worry. I am on my way." Keigo quietly muttered to himself, making Akira look up to him with his big, wide eyes. "Don't worry brat, everything is going well." He ruffled the small fluff of hair on Akira's head and got up from his chair.
He looked at the pile of papers on the desk for the one last time and then, after fixing his hold on Akira first, walked out of the room and in the direction of the servants quarters. Since he has to leave now, he will leave Akira in the hands of Miranda. She was an old lady from England that worked for Keigo as the main maid and only told the others what jobs to do.
But she was so very kind to Akira and gladly took care of him while Keigo was out. Sadly, last week she wasn't in because of family reasons, so Akira was left in Fuji's care. Keigo had told her what was happening right now and about Ryoma's unknown whereabouts, so that the old woman would be able to handle Akira when he was having a really hard crying fit.
"Akira, I will leave you with Miranda-san for a little while, ok? So be a good boy and have fun." Keigo told the little boy and knocked on the door that led to Miranda's room.
Sakuno was yelling at someone through the front door again. That much Ryoma could tell, even with his own doors being locked and something big and heavy pushed in front of them.
It seemed that the same man from three days before, Hibiki was back again and tried to make Sakuno do something. Their yells mixed together in a whole bunch of words that couldn't be understood. His ears hurt and his head was starting to pulsate in that painful way too. Just how much longer will this all continue?
"COME OUT, YOU SHITTY BITCH!" the man, Hibiki hollered, his voice booming in the apartment. He was banging and kicking the door too, not even bothering to think about the neighbors and not considering the late hours of the day that had fallen.
Sakuno was half crying, half laughing hysterically. "Shut up, shut up, shut up! Get out! Go away! I don't need you anymore." She was moving objects and pushing something really heavy around the hallway.
"You damn crazy woman! Give me back my cash before you decide to fucking dump me!" the man continued to yell, not bothering to listen to what Sakuno was yelling back at him. "I will tear this fucking door down and beat the crap out of you, bitch."
"Don't you dare do that Hibiki!" Sakuno stopped whatever she was doing there and her footsteps signaled that she was running back to the doors and soon, the rattle of keys and chains followed, "What do you want! I did what you wanted in exchange for that money! All those disgusting things….!" her voice broke at that moment.
"Get here." That man said in a normal and calm voice now. There didn't seem to be much of a fight now. "We'll do it in my car." Was all that Ryoma heard before the door was slammed shut.
He had an overall idea about what will happen in the aforementioned car, but right now he didn't care. This was the chance that he has been waiting for, for the last three days. He quickly fumbled under his pillow and took out the phone, already turning it on. Ryoma couldn't be sure how long will the crazy woman be gone, so he acted fast.
After finally getting the right numbers for Keigo's phone number down he pushed the small, green call button. His heart was beating so fast that the thumps were beating in his hears. The time seemed to slow down and the dial tones were getting so long and were almost tormenting him. Ryoma strained his ears for any possible sound that would mean that Sakuno was coming back, in hopes that she won't come back at all.
"Atobe speaking, who is this?" Keigo's voice finally cut through the tone dials beeps and Ryoma almost started to cry. Though, his spouse sounded tried and unwilling to talk, surely, a sign that he truly was worried sick and doing all that he could to find him.
"Keigo! Keigo it's me, Keigo." Ryoma hurriedly spoke, not sure that his words made sense now, he was just so happy to hear Keigo's voice again. "Oh god, Keigo!"
Before he could say anything more his husband started to throw so many questions at him. "Oh my god, Ryoma! How are? Where are you? Are you ok, did she do anything to you? Damn it, I was so worried about you… Tell me you are fine."the way that Keigo's voce suddenly became alive, the tone urgent and happy and relieved and so much more right now.
"I'm fine. Don't worry, I'm fine, Keigo." Ryoma whispered into the phone, a smile blooming on his face, "I'm alright. I just… want to get out of here. She… She scares me and… I.." he couldn't talk anymore without his voice shaking. All of it, it was too much for Ryoma to bear alone.
"Ryoma… I will get you out of there, don't worry. I will make sure that you get back here – safe and sound. Both of you. Don't worry." Keigo calmed his spouse down the best he could, knowing full well that right now Ryoma just needed someone to be near him. Even through the phone, Ryoma could hear the man smile in relief.
Ryoma laughed a shaky laugh, "I know you can. The both of…" he widened his eyes and his hold on the phone tightened a bit, "You know? How?"
"Hayashi told me, accidentally. You know, I.. For a second I didn't know how to feel… happy or even more frightened." Keigo's voice was now a weak whisper, the same emotions showing in it that Ryoma felt, "But, I will do all I can to bring you both back home, safe."
The pregnant man slid his hand on his abdomen, closing his eyes as he spoke. "If I knew where I was kept, then… I could help you a little. I'm sorry, Keigo."
"Don't." was the immediate answer from his husband, "As long as I know that you are ok; that's good enough for me. Just that is good enough…" the relief that Ryoma heard in Keigo's voice, it was enough to calm him down too.
"I guess it was a good thing that I stole her phone then. But that's all I could do though." Ryoma mumbled into the phone.
There was a laugh from the other side. "I knew that you won't just sit back and do nothing. I will track this number too then. Ryoma… just stay safe, please. I love you, you know that, right?" at the end of that sentence Keigo's voice once again started to get quieter.
"I know, I love you too." He could only weekly respond.
There was a clicking noise coming from the hallway, a signal that Sakuno had returned from her small 'meeting' with her ex in his car. Ryoma's eyes widened and he quickly whispered a quick 'She's back' before quickly shutting the phone off and pushing t right back under the pillow.
The heavy object was being pushed away from his doors. That gave Ryoma a bit more time to turn off the phone and hide it again, though, not much.
Just as when he got his hands out from under the pillow, his door was opened. Sakuno stood there for a second, her nose bleeding and cheeks bruised almost as much as her wrists, hair all mussed up and tear streaks on her cheeks, watching him with strange eyes and then smiled. After that crazy smile she turned around and disappeared into the bathroom.
Ryoma was scared, scared for his own and his child's life. That woman was truly out of her mind.
A/N: This would have been put up sooner, but I was sitting in the cinema watching the last part of Harry Potter (finally) and crying like a baby. Also, I would have updated the challenge fic too, but alas! Harry Potter!
Also, at first I didn't want to add the last part where Ryoma calls Keigo, but then a kind soul (You know who you are! –gives cyber cookie-) convinced me that it would be horribly mean and frustrating to let you hanging like that. So, I added it!