Okay, we wrote this a while ago, and I just realized that it is a tad on the corny side. (Oh well. We still like it!)
Chapter 4: Almost Freedom
(By...oh you get the picture...)
Gasping, Suoh was finally able to twist himself around and shake the chains off. He was able to use his lock picks to crack the lock, but the kidnapers seemed to have anticipated this, and had wrapped the
chains in such an intricate manner that Suoh had taken several LONG moments getting out of it.
Shaking off the last trendel of the hateful chains, he stood. The world blurred a second and he leaned against the nearest wall, a hand to his head which STILL hurt. Growling, he quickly shoved that to the back of his mind again. He had to get out of there first, so they couldn't use him to hurt his Kaichou. He was taking Nokoru with him when he left!
Pushing away from the wall he inspected the room he was in more closly. It was completely dark and bare. (Somthing he had already noted.) Reaching out, he walked along the wall, feeling for a crack that would indicate a door of any kind. He made a complete circut and came up empty.
Gritting his teeth in frustration, he slammed his hand into the wall, the impact jolting through his arm and chest, to his head. Gritting his teeth, he leaned his head against the wall and took
a deep breath he calmed him self running a silent mantra through his head ashe finished calming himself /NokoruNokoruNokoruNokoru.../
He set that thought on a loop as he made one more circut. /YES!/ His sensetive fingers came incontact with a bearly imperseptible irreagularity in the wall. /I'm coming, Nokoru./
* * *
A million images of the first day he and Suoh met raced through Nokoru's head. /The sunflowers, the picture, the men at the park, Suoh's confused and worried expressions, Miss Casablanca, Suoh running
in, Suoh fighting for him, the shot.../
The men at the table exchanged looks as Nokoru continued staring at the table. Suddenly, the blond haired young boy looked up determined.
/I waited too long to say yes last time, and it nearly
cost Suoh his life.../ With a grim look, Nokoru looked around the table.
"I'll do anything you want, with the condition that you let Takamura-San go free."
Triumphant smiles were passed along my the menseated at the mahogany table. Nokoru's eyes glazed over as a piece of paper was placed before him. He picked up a pen, and signed his name, sealing the unbrakeable deal.
Akira sighed as he stood in front of Nokoru's window. He turned his head to look at the clock. /Four in the morning/, he thought. /And they're still not back...Takamura-Senpai...you said you would be back sooner than this.../ With another small sigh, Akira sat down in his Kaichou's chair.
* * *
Suoh carfully ran his fingers along the irregularity of the wall, feeling the outline of the door, and discovered much to his irritation that there was no handle on his side. /So i have to do this the hard way; I hate doing this the hard way!/ Taking another calming breath, he sat down in front of the door-- as to not lose his place--the last thing he wanted was to go all the way around the room again to find the crack.
Sighing, he began to go through the inventory of weapons stashed away in various compartments of his
clothing.
/Ok...I can't use the lock picks because there is no lock. The
question is, did I bring the silent explosives? The last thing I need is to be ambushed on the other side because some gaurds wanted to investgate a noise./ Suoh felt a slight ironic smile tug at the corners of his mouth. /Not that it would be the first time I tried that particular tactic./
His mind drifted back to that day oh so long ago...
/The popular blond suddenly coming up to him followed by several girls asking to take a picture.
That same blond asking him to have an ice treat with him. Telling him that he had read his file, Kaichou, (the blond), getting kidnapped.
His carlessness in being taken off guard, running through the halls trying to find Kaichou, Kaichou getting that confused look then suddenly exclaiming "YOU'RE TAKAMURA SUOH!", then dropping to the floor.
Kaichou grabing his arm and declaring them allys. The elevator in the floor, the escape to the roof, the gun, theshot, Nokoru falling against him, his realization, him escaping on the penguin with his 'One'./
"Nokoru." Shaking his head, Suoh broght himself back to the present. Now was not the time to be remeniscing. He had to get out of there so he could save HIS Kaichou.
Searching through the hidden places in his clothing, he found what he was looking for. "YES!"
Grinning, Suoh set to work. Less than three minutes later,
*pop*
Quietly, Suoh pushed the door open. /Ok, that was the hard part. Now to find Kaichou./
* * *
Back in one of the bedrooms, Nokoru figited with the silk red tassles on the end of his fan while he lay on his stomach on the bed. He'd just signed himself into business slavery. And at the same time, he was relieved. No longer would Suoh have to worry about him. The people here would never seriously hurt him; they needed him for his skills in computer technology.
With a small sigh, Nokoru rolled over and looked at the ceiling. A brief thought of killing himself crossed his mind, but it quickly faded with a shake of Nokoru's head.
/No, that's not what I really want. It's better to be alive and missing then dead and gone forever. Besides, I couldn't do that to Suoh./
His hands clenched the fan tightly as he suddenly didn't feel very good. The cold room was getting to him. He shivered and crawled under the blankets, but that still didn't make him feel better. So he threw them off, stood, and walked out the door again.
This time, he went opposite the way he did the time before. He couldn't see too well in the dark, so he held out a hand to guide his
movements. He kept it along the wall for a long time before moving it to the center of the hallway.
Not three steps later, his hand brused against fabric, and he stopped. He drew his hand back, hoping that if it was somebody that shouldn't see him here,they didn't feel him. But when nothing
happened, he reached out again and instead of feeling the fabric, a hand gently closed around his. Instead of taking his hand away, Nokoru
managed a small grin.
Chapter 4: Almost Freedom
(By...oh you get the picture...)
Gasping, Suoh was finally able to twist himself around and shake the chains off. He was able to use his lock picks to crack the lock, but the kidnapers seemed to have anticipated this, and had wrapped the
chains in such an intricate manner that Suoh had taken several LONG moments getting out of it.
Shaking off the last trendel of the hateful chains, he stood. The world blurred a second and he leaned against the nearest wall, a hand to his head which STILL hurt. Growling, he quickly shoved that to the back of his mind again. He had to get out of there first, so they couldn't use him to hurt his Kaichou. He was taking Nokoru with him when he left!
Pushing away from the wall he inspected the room he was in more closly. It was completely dark and bare. (Somthing he had already noted.) Reaching out, he walked along the wall, feeling for a crack that would indicate a door of any kind. He made a complete circut and came up empty.
Gritting his teeth in frustration, he slammed his hand into the wall, the impact jolting through his arm and chest, to his head. Gritting his teeth, he leaned his head against the wall and took
a deep breath he calmed him self running a silent mantra through his head ashe finished calming himself /NokoruNokoruNokoruNokoru.../
He set that thought on a loop as he made one more circut. /YES!/ His sensetive fingers came incontact with a bearly imperseptible irreagularity in the wall. /I'm coming, Nokoru./
* * *
A million images of the first day he and Suoh met raced through Nokoru's head. /The sunflowers, the picture, the men at the park, Suoh's confused and worried expressions, Miss Casablanca, Suoh running
in, Suoh fighting for him, the shot.../
The men at the table exchanged looks as Nokoru continued staring at the table. Suddenly, the blond haired young boy looked up determined.
/I waited too long to say yes last time, and it nearly
cost Suoh his life.../ With a grim look, Nokoru looked around the table.
"I'll do anything you want, with the condition that you let Takamura-San go free."
Triumphant smiles were passed along my the menseated at the mahogany table. Nokoru's eyes glazed over as a piece of paper was placed before him. He picked up a pen, and signed his name, sealing the unbrakeable deal.
Akira sighed as he stood in front of Nokoru's window. He turned his head to look at the clock. /Four in the morning/, he thought. /And they're still not back...Takamura-Senpai...you said you would be back sooner than this.../ With another small sigh, Akira sat down in his Kaichou's chair.
* * *
Suoh carfully ran his fingers along the irregularity of the wall, feeling the outline of the door, and discovered much to his irritation that there was no handle on his side. /So i have to do this the hard way; I hate doing this the hard way!/ Taking another calming breath, he sat down in front of the door-- as to not lose his place--the last thing he wanted was to go all the way around the room again to find the crack.
Sighing, he began to go through the inventory of weapons stashed away in various compartments of his
clothing.
/Ok...I can't use the lock picks because there is no lock. The
question is, did I bring the silent explosives? The last thing I need is to be ambushed on the other side because some gaurds wanted to investgate a noise./ Suoh felt a slight ironic smile tug at the corners of his mouth. /Not that it would be the first time I tried that particular tactic./
His mind drifted back to that day oh so long ago...
/The popular blond suddenly coming up to him followed by several girls asking to take a picture.
That same blond asking him to have an ice treat with him. Telling him that he had read his file, Kaichou, (the blond), getting kidnapped.
His carlessness in being taken off guard, running through the halls trying to find Kaichou, Kaichou getting that confused look then suddenly exclaiming "YOU'RE TAKAMURA SUOH!", then dropping to the floor.
Kaichou grabing his arm and declaring them allys. The elevator in the floor, the escape to the roof, the gun, theshot, Nokoru falling against him, his realization, him escaping on the penguin with his 'One'./
"Nokoru." Shaking his head, Suoh broght himself back to the present. Now was not the time to be remeniscing. He had to get out of there so he could save HIS Kaichou.
Searching through the hidden places in his clothing, he found what he was looking for. "YES!"
Grinning, Suoh set to work. Less than three minutes later,
*pop*
Quietly, Suoh pushed the door open. /Ok, that was the hard part. Now to find Kaichou./
* * *
Back in one of the bedrooms, Nokoru figited with the silk red tassles on the end of his fan while he lay on his stomach on the bed. He'd just signed himself into business slavery. And at the same time, he was relieved. No longer would Suoh have to worry about him. The people here would never seriously hurt him; they needed him for his skills in computer technology.
With a small sigh, Nokoru rolled over and looked at the ceiling. A brief thought of killing himself crossed his mind, but it quickly faded with a shake of Nokoru's head.
/No, that's not what I really want. It's better to be alive and missing then dead and gone forever. Besides, I couldn't do that to Suoh./
His hands clenched the fan tightly as he suddenly didn't feel very good. The cold room was getting to him. He shivered and crawled under the blankets, but that still didn't make him feel better. So he threw them off, stood, and walked out the door again.
This time, he went opposite the way he did the time before. He couldn't see too well in the dark, so he held out a hand to guide his
movements. He kept it along the wall for a long time before moving it to the center of the hallway.
Not three steps later, his hand brused against fabric, and he stopped. He drew his hand back, hoping that if it was somebody that shouldn't see him here,they didn't feel him. But when nothing
happened, he reached out again and instead of feeling the fabric, a hand gently closed around his. Instead of taking his hand away, Nokoru
managed a small grin.