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IN SAFE
HANDS
By: Anime Angel~^0^
Jim felt a hand on his shoulder and whirled
around, almost knocking over all of the contents lying on the tiled sink in
front of him. He had been standing in the bathroom for about an hour, just
staring into the smudged, cracked mirror before him. Now he realized that Gene
had probably been looking for him, and apparently he was right. There, standing
lazily in the doorway, was the redhead, his arms now folded.
"Aniki?" For a moment Jim felt a
frightened lump form in his throat. How long had his aniki been standing there?
"What--"
"Jim...I need to talk to you." The
words came out almost as a demand more than a request, but the outlaw didn't
seem to notice. Instead he narrowed his eyes at the boy in front of him, and
pushed a stray piece of fiery red hair out of his eyes. "I need to know
what is going on!" he demanded, for about the fifth time that week.
"Aniki, I'm really tired and--"
"And why are you tired?" Gene snapped,
causing Jim looked up
at his partner in shock and shake his head.
"It's just all the work..."
"Or could it be those nightmares you've been
having? Maybe the fact that you've been waking up scared outta your ass the last
few nights? " Finally, a very defeated blond let out a sigh.
"Yeah, I guess so...but..."
"But what? Jim, I know you hate it when I
act like your keeper, but you have to tell someone what those dreams are about.
This is starting to get a little out of hand." The outlaw paused for a
moment, and then continued. "I mean, look at you kid! You're a complete
mess!"
Jim tried to push past his partner, but didn't
get far before a large, scarred hand pulled him back into the bathroom.
"Aniki, let me go."
"I don't think so." The boy suddenly
found himself being sat onto the counter, and soon Gene was right next to him,
his long legs dangling over the edge. "Okay, here it goes: You always nag
me about how we're partners and all, and I am supposed to always tell you where
I am, what I am doing, and who I am with...even if it is another girl." Jim
only nodded, his blue eyes glued to the floor. "Well this goes the same
way. We're partners, and so I expect you to tell me when there is something
wrong...like now!" The outlaw grinned. "I may act like a
dumbass, but that doesn't mean I am one."
"Coulda fooled me," Jim said, a small
smile on his lips. He thought for a moment, before meeting his partner's gaze.
"Look...you promise you aren't going to tell anyone?"
After a moment, Gene nodded. "Sure...I feel
like a psychiatrist here..."
"And you promise not to make fun of
me?"
"Yeah yeah..."
"And if you do....do you promise to dance on
a table butt naked in front of the girls with the words 'I am a sleez' written
on your chest?"
"Yeah -- wait a minute! I don't know if I
wanna agree with that one..."
Jim punched his partner in the side. "Good
enough I s'pose." He turned back to the floor, running through all that he
could say... "Well, first off, they're all the same." He shifted
positions, so that he was looking directly into Gene's dark eyes. For the first
time since the nightmares had begun, Jim noticed that his partner was sincerely
worried about him, which was rare for the outlaw. What was it he had once
said? 'I don't care 'bout nobody or nothing...' But then again, that
had been so long ago...and it was before Jim and Gene had become so close to each other. The two were like brothers now, and almost
inseparable.
"And...?"
"And--" Jim was about to go on, when
something flickered in his aniki's eyes. The worry in them...it all seemed too familiar
to the boy. An image of a younger Gene suddenly pushed its way into his mind...a
younger Gene with that same, worried stare. "Oh no..." he murmured,
his eyelids suddenly growing painfully heavy.
Suddenly Jim's
head began to throb, and his vision began to blur as he felt himself start to
black out. Soon Jim was slipping off of the counter, his mind reeling with
images that he had been seeing in his nightmares...images of the men, the alley,
and then... Aniki?. A piercing jolt of pain shot through his head as it
connected with the cold, hard tiles, and he let out a small yelp of pain.
"Jim! What the hell?!" Immediately the outlaw was at his younger partner's side, picking
the now limp boy off of the floor. "What happened? Jim!"
"Aniki..." Jim moaned weakly. He looked
up at the outlaw with teary, unfocused eyes. "It's happenin' again....and I
ain' even sleepin'..." he slurred, his eyelids closing.
"Dammit," Gene swore, pulling the boy
into his lap. The kid's breathing was slowing again, just like the night before,
and soon the young blond was gasping desperately for air. "C'mon Jim, snap
out of it!" But the boy only squirmed in his older partner's lap,
whimpering and coughing...
"Gene! What's goin' on?!"
Thank God, Gene thought, motioning for
Aisha, who was now standing in the doorway, to come over. "I thought
you guys were all in Cailor City....aw never mind! Help me here would ya?!"
"What happened?" the Ctarl Ctarl
exclaimed, kneeling next to the semi conscious Jim. " Suzu and Mel dropped
me off to call home, and as soon as I walk in the house I hear yellin'!"
"I dunno..." Gene carefully pulled the
boy close to his chest, and squeezed past Aisha into the hall. As soon as he was
there he put Jim back down on the floor, and proceeded to pry open his eyelids.
"That's...weird...."
"What?"
"Look at his eyes... It's like he's looking
around!"
"What?!" Sure enough, Jim's bright, sky
blue eyes were
moving side to side, and every once in a while rolling back into his head.
"Jimmy! Wake up!"
"Already tried that Aisha...it's not gonna
work."
"Well, what do we do?" The Ctarl Ctarl
shook the blond slightly, but when she got no response she began to shake
harder.
"Aisha! It is NOT gonna work--"
"I KNOW THAT! BUT WE GOTTA TRY!"
Gene shook his head. His younger partner was
getting worse, and there was nothing he could do! The outlaw was one to
take action...not sit and wait -- especially when it was Jim who was in trouble.
The boy's breathing was becoming more and more broken, and Gene wasn't sure what
to do about it. What could he do anyways? It wasn't like he had stopped
breathing...
"GENE! He's awake!!"
Sure enough, as Gene looked down at his younger
partner, Jim's eyes shot open, almost as wide as they could go with fear. He
gasped for air, coughing and hiccuping as he began to hyperventilate.
"Ani...niki....Aniki...."
"Hey buddy, it's okay," Gene whispered,
as softly as possible. Jim let out a small sob beneath him, and threw his arms
around the outlaw's neck. It caught Gene off guard for a moment, but soon he was
hugging the boy close.
"Hey Jimmy...you okay?" Aisha wrinkled
her whiskers in concern. "What in hell happened to ya?"
Jim only turned to face her with wide blue eyes.
"I d...d...dunno....I--"
"I don't think that they're nightmares
anymore," Gene finished. His usually happy and fun filled eyes were dark
and grim."Jim, I want you to tell me what you saw, and
I want you to tell me now...before anything else happens." Jim only nodded
as his older partner picked him up off the floor, and carried him toward the
living room.
To be continued....
*Well....that was not LONGER than the last one,
but I figured this was a good stopping place. Hope you liked it! And if not,
hopefully I will do better in the future...thanks to those that e-mailed! Let's
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