I know that was a killer
cliffhanger. So I decided to make it up to you by getting to work on chapter 2
ASAP! So here it is!
* * *
She ran up to the teenager
covered in red. Red really wasn't his color.
* * *
The clock was really
starting to annoy her. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. All night long. It really begins
to bug when you were in a hospital waiting area waiting for news on someone who
was really important to you. Makéru tapped her feet and shifted from
uncomfortable position to uncomfortable position, which, no matter how hard she
tried, did not make the doctors any quicker. 'Grrr…I thought I had gotten
through to you, Yamato. I guess I was wrong. Maybe I'm wrong about this whole
thing. No! I won't believe it. Damn Yamato, why did you have to go and do that
for?'
* * *
'What am I doing still
alive? I'm supposed to be dead by now…' Yamato thought. Just then a white light
shone and a boy, no, not just a boy….Takeru came down on angel wings.
"Hey big brother" Takeru
spoke.
"T…Takeru…?" Yamato
stuttered.
"Yes…it is I. Why did you
do that for?"
"What?"
"Cut your wrists…"
"I didn't feel right
living when I was the reason you're dead"
"What are you implying?"
"I killed you, TK"
"No you didn't…"
"Then what did…?"
"Not what…who"
"Who then?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell
you that. I hope you don't try this stupid stunt again, Yamato. Believe me, you
weren't the reason. I love you, Yamato" and with that said, Takeru's wings
opened and he left Yamato with thoughts of how to figure out who this person
was.
* * *
The next morning Makéru
awoke asleep in the waiting room. Tick. Tock. Yet again with the clock. She
annoyingly tapped her fingers against the chair arms. A doctor came up to her
and asked her for her name.
"Makéru Chardon" she
replied.
"Right this way, please"
the doctor said. He led her to Yamato's room. She knocked on the door lightly.
"Yamato…? Still here…?"
she whispered.
"Makéru…it's a hospital.
Of course I'm here. I can't get up, not enough strength" Yamato remarked.
"Spare me the sarcasm, please"
Makéru pleaded.
"Sorry" Yamato said. She
shifted her weight from one foot to another, holding her shoulder. "So…" Makéru
looked up and revealed her red eyes. "Oh, come on Makéru"
"Yamato, I didn't know if
you were going to live or not. You had me worried Yamato!" Makéru told him.
"I'm sorry Makéru. I don't
know what I was thinking. I know now that I was not the reason that Takeru is
dead. He came to me and told me he was murdered. I'm determined to find out who
it is. Now, Makéru, I'm asking for your help. Will you help me?" Makéru nodded.
And teary-eyed she walked up to Yamato and hugged him.
Two dark brown eyes
watched the brown-haired girl and his next subject. It made him angry that he
got as much attention as Takeru. He hoped the same outcome would not happen
with Yamato when he was dead. He planned to get him when he came out of
the hospital. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but that wasn't important
now. What was important was his mission. To kill off Yamato.
* * *
As luck would have it, Mr.
Ishida had to stay late for work again, and Makéru had "baby-sitting" duties
again. After an attempt like that, what dad would leave a child alone at home?
"What would you like for
dinner, Yama-chan?" Makéru asked.
"What can you cook?"
Yamato asked.
"Anything you ask!" she
replied.
"How about some lumpia and
chow mein?"
"Yeah, sure! Comin' right
up!" Makéru turned on the stove and heated the oil. She dropped a couple of
lumpia (by the way, lumpia is just like egg rolls, except that's what we
Filipino's call it. AZN PRYDE…sorry…on with the story) in the oil and it
started to sizzle. She cut up some shrimp, carrots, and stuff of the like and
mixed it with noodles. "Food's ready! Yamato! Nii-san!" she called out.
"Coming" her brother's
voice from upstairs said.
"Mmmm…nummy nummy" Yamato
said, devouring what Makéru had cooked. "This is good" he said with a mouthful
of food.
"Yamato, you know better
then to chew with you mouth open" she scolded. Her brother came down about five
minutes later. "What took you so long?"
"Busy with another
project, you know" he said.
"Hey Makoto" Yamato
greeted, his mouth again full of food. Makéru put her hands on her hips.
"Sorry" he swallowed his food and again said "Hey Makoto" With a flick of his
head he grabbed a plate and got some of the food. After eating a little he went
back upstairs. "You're brother eats fast"
"Yeah, he gets caught up
in his projects sometimes" Makéru said, getting some food of her own. He gave
her an "I see" look and continued eating.
"I know who killed
Takeru!" Yamato suddenly blurted out.
"Who?" Makéru asked.
"IT WAS DAISUKE!!!" Yamato
stated.
"No, it wasn't," Makoto
butted in.
"How do you know?" Yamato
asked in a 'I Know Everything' kind of matter. "Were you the one who did
it?"
"No," Makoto said, and
left it at that.
~*~*~*~ ^*^ ~*~*~*~ The
Next Day ~*~*~*~ ^*^ ~*~*~*~
"You piece of…" the
television roared.
"Turn that off now
Daisuke" Taichi told him.
"Okay" he said. He pushed
the button and the screen went black, as did the rest of the power in the
house. "I didn't do anything…"
"Why is it that only this
house is out?" Yamato asked. "The house across the street has almost all their
lights on…"
A cynical, dark laugh
interrupted Yamato's observation.
~*~*~*~ FIN ~*~*~*~
HAHAHAHAAHHAHAHA!!!
Xero: Hehehe…-_-'….done?
Yes! Done!
Xero: But…it just started
getting good!
Too bad! Yay! Another
cliffhanger!!!
Xero: -_-' 'I Hate You'
Please R&R!
I heard that Xero!
Xero: Ehehe….RUN AWAY RUN
AWAY!