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Chapter 3: B Ball Court or Court trial (part I)
It was barely past midnight and Tidus was speeding a little bit. His eyes weren't blurry since he knew that a few drinks would make it hard to go home.
He turned it up on his Lamborghini Murcielago just a little to get past the light while it was still yellow. The sounds of Hoobastank in his booming system he found himself inclined to sing along.
The truth was that he owed it to Yuna to stay clean. She never saw his corrupt side, why did she have to? Sure they bitched at each other these days, but he had made a stop at the florist. That whole night he was smiling to himself. Memories of why he loved her filling up in his mind and making him smile even more. Maybe roses would kill the tension.
She was a real chip off the old block. Her father, a computer technology multimillionaire was hoping she'd get into the family business, but her real interest was fashion and design. She was always happy and calm, but she looked so reserved and truthfully, he'd rarely ever seen her give a real smile, a cute teethy one . Her only one was a kodak moment that he'd keep in his wallets for ages, and never let go of. Plus he owed a promise to Braska to make sure his lovely daughter was never hurt. So he had to stay true to her.
Ironically, it didn't take him being drunk, only not paying attention for him to realize what he had done.
As soon as he'd run the red light, the cop was already around the corner waiting. It was an unmarked car. The basketball star would be even more suprised finding out who else was in that cop car, or the events in turn that would make his life a living hell.
Auron worked for the DEA about a decade, and already he was feeling like a veteran. These young beat cops in uniform like the man who drove him, were all nervous about making big hits since Auron's partner couldn't make it with his leg, and this was his only chance. Auron told him the whole time that all he had to to do was just keep a good tail on the sports car in front of him, that he would do the rest.
It was sort of a lie about him doing everything because he still needed backup for making the arrest. What a coincedence that the Lamborghini was the exact same color of the model that the famous athlete Sir 'airmax' Tidus had owned. He told the other cop to slow down quickly
" When I make a move you back me up." His voice was almost a whisper
The other cop looked at Auron. he was pretty unsure of himself. Was it that much serious? If the other driver had a reason to stop, then maybe him and his boys had a nasty suprise waiting as soon as they approached the car. He was just being paranoid about an incident that happened last week. Where a cop on the force was killed simply trying to give a ticket on the highway. Since he was a friend of a friend, it really hit him in the heart, and he thought about it for weeks hoping this wouldn't be the same case.
" Officer Brady?" Auron tapped his shoulder as he chambered a bullet into his pistol..
" I know you're worried about last time. Listen...you've gotta straighten up though. Were making history tonight you know that?" Auron lowered his shades so that the cop could see his eyes, and know he was serious.
" Y..yes."
" Well okay then....be sharp man." He patted the cop's shoulder. " look at these rich bums, it's disgusting. All these little boys, and girls even the old timers that hang around this area....they cant grow up. They keep on doing the same foolish stuff, and they think we don't know. We may not catch them right away, but we know right?"
" S-sure Auron."
" Breathe buddy. Inhale." He directed as Brady relaxed himself "Exhale. You can't worry about this shit kid. You just have to move. It's either wrong or it's right, but we'll do this right okay?"
They drove on for a bit longer then suddenly sped up turning on the siren and pulled in front the sports car catching the driver by suprise as they stopped, coming out of the car and drawing their berettas in the next few seconds.
" Put your palms against the glass! Do it now!" Auron yelled. His partner was a bit anxious.
" Well well well. If it isn't the 'air max' himself. Where are the drugs Mr. Superstar?" Auron put the pistol right by his head.
He was shaking with the fear the whole time. He didn't know what to think. He never touched illegal stuff in his life. Maybe coming to Seymour's joint was a bad idea after all. Coach Wakka sure made some horrible friends.
" I don't know what you're talking about. Listen you want to see my license?..I guess I must have run that light...I'm sorry I'll pay-"
" Oh you'll pay alright. You'll be paying behind bars when I find what's in that backseat now get out here!" Auron pulled him out
" Hands up sir! Nothing funny!" Officer Brady warned
What he saw just blew his mind when they searched the car, he had just cleaned it out entirely before he drove out to meet the guys, and now two objects that weren't in his car before were there.
A nine millimeter beretta, and a bunch of 'dust' bags.
Brady roughed Tidus up against the side of the car as Auron fitted on a glove and took the evidence out of the car safing the other pistol before he read the star his rights.
" You have the right to remain silent. anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."
The words rang through his head. words that his ex teammates back on the eastern conference had heard more than once, but he thought he'd never see a day or night like this.
" You have the right to an attorney. If you do not have one, an attorney will be provided free of cost."
(Oh shit. No no no no no. Oh please no. What about Yuna?)
Brady inspected the flowers like a dog. Tidus was hoping he wouldn't dare destroy his presen to Yuna. There was nothing hidden in them but he crushed the boquet thinking it was bad anyways. Tidus turned his head around and leaned against the car. He was just at the wrong place, and didn't do anything. What the hell was going on?
What would Yuna think? That the true monster within was revealed? That he really was some corrupt clown just when he decided he was going to change? That Braska didn't have to trust this boy at all? He didn't stop to wonder what his old dad would think. He'd probably come to jail to just laugh at his boy.
" Don't think we didn't see that little transaction in the parking lot. We were watching you the whole night when you left the tables inside the club." Brady continued picking on Tidus now that the jitters were gone.
" My cell phone was on low battery, I went to a payphone then waited for the valet to bring my car around." He tried to explain. He was begging for freedom with his eyes. This made no sense
" Who were you talking to?" Auron demamded of him quickly
" My girlfriend. Why? What's going on?" He said without the least bit of hesitation in his body.
His hot wheels were taken away just like that, and he sat there in the backseat wondering if he could ever find a way out of this predicament.
Braska came up and sat by his daughter in the living room while she was there in her night clothes reading her favorite novel under the light of the small lamp. He thought maybe since Tidus's parents knew and were going to help him deal with his situation that he didn't have to tell her, but it would be on the news faster than you could say 'Good God' He might as well.
" I'm still wondering Yuna...."
" Yes father. I think I still made the right choice." she answered without looking up from the book.
" Ah. You have faith in him and I find it rather suprising. I just got a call. Looks like he didn't make it back from the club alright."
That made her set down the book instantly.
" What happened?" she demanded
" This isn't going to be easy to tell you." He took a deep breath and tried to figure out the best way to bring it out.
The next morning.
Yuna was driving with anger corsing through her blood as she made a left in the next intersection which was not a good emotion to show when traffic was so busy, and uncaring in the morning. She wanted to beat the stuffing out of him since she felt it was the thousandth broken promise, but then she couldn't kill him because she knew deep inside that he was a much more careful person than some of the teammates he made friends with and definetely MUCH better than her past boyfriends, and what were the chances he was on illegal drugs? If he was ever on that 'dust' he would have never gotten past the slight approval of her father, because the man knew every corrupt kid on the block, and could smell one miles away. He had the eyes of an eagle.
Another thing that hapened whenever he went out, he used every opportunity he had to call her even if it was just to talk about something silly only because it was with her. He needed and wanted her. None of the others in the past had even bothered, and it was the only reason why he argued with her. Because he didn't like being suspected, and poked at when he knew he wasn't doing anything wrong.
(Then his response to this would determine it all) she thought as she pulled up in front of the police station.
She paid the bail, and waited for him on the bench, running up to hug him when she saw him. Tears streaming from her eyes. He stroked her hair as he accepted her and kept her close. His eyes looking up to the ceiling not knowing what he was going to do.
As soon as they got in the car. Surrounded by silence, and a little further away from the public eye she let it all out. Carefully at first, but then she burst.
" Did you meet anyone special last night?"
" Nope. Just came to hear Wakka's deal. All I wanted to know how much he was paying." he admitted with nothing to hide
" Why couldn't you hold it somewhere else? If this is all a big mistake...then why were you over there?" The tears were coming again
" I tried to reschedule it with him a thousand times, but he said this was my only chance since he had pressing business right after the meeting. You know him honey..he's a hardcase."
" But why Tidus?" She wanted to know more. Something he wasn't prepared to answer right away, but had to think about
" How come you're so quick to leave these days, and won't spend time with me?"
That one was easy.
" Is that what this is about? Yuna I'm out taking care of business now so I can make room for OUR vacation. So we can stop worrying about the world for awhile. There can't be a few weekends between schedule and something messes up when we can have days, and days. I had to consider the trade, a whole bunch of things. I think about you in those hotel suites on away games, making foul shots, even when I'm driving around town, and those annoying pros come up to my window, and we've never had the time to ourselves that we really wanted."
" What about the drugs?" she wanted to believe him but couldn't give up her own personal interrogation
" Planted." He said bluntly " There's no other explanation. I've never touched much less seen a real gun in my life. I'm just never coming back to that area anymore."
" Well. It looks like our vacation's ruined now." She pulled over on the side of the highway. As the car came to a stop she started crying again. She buried her face in her hand but Tidus lifted up her head. Stared into her blue and green eyes. saying without the slightest bit of hesitation.
" I know I've done stuff that may look as though I'm not responsible but I am Yuna. I am dedicated to you. Your father he's a good man, and very wise, but I think that in my case that he could open up his trust level to me a little bit more because I have, and will always continue to show that I love you. I just do, so you don't have to look at me through his eyes all the time. See for yourself, and after this case is over, and the DEA realizes that they picked up the wrong guy then we will finally be able to relax. You and I. Nothing to get in the way, not even a simple ring on the cell phone okay?"
She remembered those moments. How they would happen in the middle of a kiss, but Tidus wouldn't talk much. He'd get easily ticked when people did that and say.
" Talk later. I'm cutting you off."
Unless of course it was important. Thinking about it made her smile a little bit. You just couldn't stop feeling such pain, and instantly smile but with her it was just natural. She always tried to keep happy, but with the mess she got into with other guys it was hard though. It was easy to tell how life had changed her.
" Can I still drive your wheels?" He asked just to see how mad she was at him
" No."
" Hey you still have that habit of leaning on the pedal girl."
" So do you."
" I'm telling you...as a friend. That shit shakes me up. See I got over it. You peeled all over the road like it was a scene out of 'The French Connection' or Cate Blanchett in 'Bandits' or something."
" Well...this one time." She agreed. Allowing herself to breathe. Tidus pulled her over to him and hugged her again. Kissing her on the forehead and rubbing her back.
The media was already waiting at the gates of his house but his personal guards were out and driving the crowd away. They weren't taking any crap.
" Wait a second sir. Could there possibly be anything you know about this incident."
" Dude I'm just a bodyguard! Lay off would ya? I said get those cameras out of here!"
They guided the car on its way inside the mansion.
When he found out that he was passing Tidus's mansion he thought it would be nice to stop and get a picture on that nice sunny day even if the damn news reporters were in the way, and made it look bad. Actually they made it look horrible, those persistent little mosquitoes. He hustled over the side, and decided to catch a profile view around the corner. It wasn't as much of a full catch but at least he didn't have to include those hungry little rodents with mic's, cameras, and memo pads.
" Excuse me sir what are you doing here?"
" I don't believe there was any law or regulation instated against tourists taking pictures of this young man's home now was there?" He didn't look up from the camera. " See? Whole bunch of other passersby getting their little shots over to the left of yall monkeys."
It wasn't the reporter. It was a guard. Drake changed his atitude when he saw him.
" Oh shit. I'm sorry man I thought you were one of them telling me to get off their site since they covering the gates. I'll be on my way."
Barthello kept giving him a stern look
" What's that all about? Come on....listen guy. I'm no spy all right? I'm going now." He got in his car.
" You hear about what happened recently?"
" Yeah. I watch the news, I tune up my radio why?" Drake asked
" That's why were taking added precautions."
" Oh I see. The thing in Vegas right? Sy's Wild Club in the Red Light? I was just there the other night in fact."
" Bullshit." Barthello chuckled with his arms crossed like he wsn't going to surrender anything to this stranger. Even a little bit of understanding.
" What do you know about it?" Barthello challenged waiting for a blank response, but Drake was cool the whole time.
" Owners' this guy with some funky blue hair. Kinda tall, but looks like he's starting a weight gain. A suave type of mutha- you know what I mean? He's got a lot of girls up in there. Even more than I've seen in the spots around lower and mid California. Lemme tell you I'm a rave kid so I've seen the best from West. Occasionally he's got famous stars who drop in his joint, and they say the main girl Lulu....ah yes (thinks dreamily) Luuuluuu..."
" Kid wake up." Barthello's groan went into another chuckle
" Oh sorry. But yeah. They don't lie when they say she's the hottest little fox around there. She is DEF."he squeaked out the last word.
" What type of music do they play up there?"
Barthello was starting to believe him but he had to push even further, and see just how much he knew. (wonder if anybody sees what this is foreshadowing)
" Nothing that's extremely pop. They play stuff around the 90's through the current 2000's. Strictly electronica, danceable r&b, danceable rock, and hard hip hop. I know because it was more than often that some of my favorites got played."
" Hmm. So you were actually there last night?" That one was hard to believe.
" Yeah around one o' clock they had Brandy's 'Full Moon' playing."
" He heard it fron the video tape. This little guy wasn't lying."
Drake wanted to change the subject
" From what I heard about the club being dangerous. That aint true. It's what goes on in the streets that's shitty. It always looks like something's wrong. As soon as I stepped out later I noticed these green faced guys covered in black gear running out of the parking lot like the devil was after them or something."
" No shit?"
It wasn't what he was telling him. Barthello wouldn't give a damn but there was just some strange aura or feeling over his head that said 'trust this guy.'
" When you saw those people come from out of the lot, did you see Sir Tidus anytime previously?"
" Yeah. Just a few seconds ago. He was going up in the balcony spots or something talking to some people while some guys downstairs were looking around for him. I stepped out, walked down the street and saw those idiots come bursting out."
His eyes widened. It would make sense. He just had to be a real witness, but the guy had already got Barthello's understanding.
The mercedes pulled up behind his Grand Cherokee. Drake saw the guard waving them over.
" What's the big deal?" Tidus asked getting out of the car.
" Sir. I think we've found the witness were looking for."
Back in Vegas
" You stupid bitch!" He yelled. Throwing furniture around. Smashing pictures, and throwing the lamp into the wall. The blinds were closed so no one could see. " You really think you can do this stuff to me, and I'll just not care."
" I'm s-ssorry." Lulu stammered.
She was cowered in the corner. Tears flooding from her eyes. Fear overtaking her body. She knew right then that it would be over.
Seymour grabbed the snub nosed .38 revolver from out of his suit jacket and pointed it at her. His face was twisted into anger that seemed primal. It was like he didn't care if the cutest girl around suddenly met her fate because he couldn't get his hands on her. He threw her on the bed. She screamed and drove her high heels right up his balls. The gun fell to the floor and went off. the bullet richocheting right out the door. He treid to recover. yanking off the shoes and jumped back on top of her. One hand holding his weakspot. He groaned like a beat- up animal and held both her hands down with the other . Pinning her down with the rest of his bulk before his other hand could reach out.
He ripped off her small dress, and bra, and rolled her around so that she could see his face.
" Give me a reason you traitor. Just do it. You obviously can't see that all the other guys only want to screw you, and that I love you. I care and still!-"
he slapped her each time as he said a word
" WONT!"
she couldn't bear it.
" LISTEN! I could've left you in the gutter, but I took you in because I thought you were someone, but no I'm not going to cut your head off or just give you the satisfaction of something quick. I'll bang the sense into you woman."
" Seymour! No-" she tried to say but he covered her mouth, and all he heard was her muffled voice under his hand.
With the door shut.
When will the madness end? Who wants to hear something satisfying for a change? Anybody who does line up for the next chapter, and we'll finish this little ordeal before the rest of the story. For Tidus, Yuna, and Lulu. But it's hard. Drake can't be in two places at once, and then the court proceedings'll take forever won't they? Don't worry your litle heads though. Jus gimme some feedback and I'll improve on this. (We'll I'll still write the friggin thing but like the voting commercials say.'your voices can make a difference' sounds corny huh? plus if you have any job or occupational suggestions for other FF characters. review, and send em in. (hint: I can't change the ones I've already put in.) anyways. Thanks even if you read this fic. I appreciate that. Keep talking to me people.
Chapter 3: B Ball Court or Court trial (part I)
It was barely past midnight and Tidus was speeding a little bit. His eyes weren't blurry since he knew that a few drinks would make it hard to go home.
He turned it up on his Lamborghini Murcielago just a little to get past the light while it was still yellow. The sounds of Hoobastank in his booming system he found himself inclined to sing along.
The truth was that he owed it to Yuna to stay clean. She never saw his corrupt side, why did she have to? Sure they bitched at each other these days, but he had made a stop at the florist. That whole night he was smiling to himself. Memories of why he loved her filling up in his mind and making him smile even more. Maybe roses would kill the tension.
She was a real chip off the old block. Her father, a computer technology multimillionaire was hoping she'd get into the family business, but her real interest was fashion and design. She was always happy and calm, but she looked so reserved and truthfully, he'd rarely ever seen her give a real smile, a cute teethy one . Her only one was a kodak moment that he'd keep in his wallets for ages, and never let go of. Plus he owed a promise to Braska to make sure his lovely daughter was never hurt. So he had to stay true to her.
Ironically, it didn't take him being drunk, only not paying attention for him to realize what he had done.
As soon as he'd run the red light, the cop was already around the corner waiting. It was an unmarked car. The basketball star would be even more suprised finding out who else was in that cop car, or the events in turn that would make his life a living hell.
Auron worked for the DEA about a decade, and already he was feeling like a veteran. These young beat cops in uniform like the man who drove him, were all nervous about making big hits since Auron's partner couldn't make it with his leg, and this was his only chance. Auron told him the whole time that all he had to to do was just keep a good tail on the sports car in front of him, that he would do the rest.
It was sort of a lie about him doing everything because he still needed backup for making the arrest. What a coincedence that the Lamborghini was the exact same color of the model that the famous athlete Sir 'airmax' Tidus had owned. He told the other cop to slow down quickly
" When I make a move you back me up." His voice was almost a whisper
The other cop looked at Auron. he was pretty unsure of himself. Was it that much serious? If the other driver had a reason to stop, then maybe him and his boys had a nasty suprise waiting as soon as they approached the car. He was just being paranoid about an incident that happened last week. Where a cop on the force was killed simply trying to give a ticket on the highway. Since he was a friend of a friend, it really hit him in the heart, and he thought about it for weeks hoping this wouldn't be the same case.
" Officer Brady?" Auron tapped his shoulder as he chambered a bullet into his pistol..
" I know you're worried about last time. Listen...you've gotta straighten up though. Were making history tonight you know that?" Auron lowered his shades so that the cop could see his eyes, and know he was serious.
" Y..yes."
" Well okay then....be sharp man." He patted the cop's shoulder. " look at these rich bums, it's disgusting. All these little boys, and girls even the old timers that hang around this area....they cant grow up. They keep on doing the same foolish stuff, and they think we don't know. We may not catch them right away, but we know right?"
" S-sure Auron."
" Breathe buddy. Inhale." He directed as Brady relaxed himself "Exhale. You can't worry about this shit kid. You just have to move. It's either wrong or it's right, but we'll do this right okay?"
They drove on for a bit longer then suddenly sped up turning on the siren and pulled in front the sports car catching the driver by suprise as they stopped, coming out of the car and drawing their berettas in the next few seconds.
" Put your palms against the glass! Do it now!" Auron yelled. His partner was a bit anxious.
" Well well well. If it isn't the 'air max' himself. Where are the drugs Mr. Superstar?" Auron put the pistol right by his head.
He was shaking with the fear the whole time. He didn't know what to think. He never touched illegal stuff in his life. Maybe coming to Seymour's joint was a bad idea after all. Coach Wakka sure made some horrible friends.
" I don't know what you're talking about. Listen you want to see my license?..I guess I must have run that light...I'm sorry I'll pay-"
" Oh you'll pay alright. You'll be paying behind bars when I find what's in that backseat now get out here!" Auron pulled him out
" Hands up sir! Nothing funny!" Officer Brady warned
What he saw just blew his mind when they searched the car, he had just cleaned it out entirely before he drove out to meet the guys, and now two objects that weren't in his car before were there.
A nine millimeter beretta, and a bunch of 'dust' bags.
Brady roughed Tidus up against the side of the car as Auron fitted on a glove and took the evidence out of the car safing the other pistol before he read the star his rights.
" You have the right to remain silent. anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."
The words rang through his head. words that his ex teammates back on the eastern conference had heard more than once, but he thought he'd never see a day or night like this.
" You have the right to an attorney. If you do not have one, an attorney will be provided free of cost."
(Oh shit. No no no no no. Oh please no. What about Yuna?)
Brady inspected the flowers like a dog. Tidus was hoping he wouldn't dare destroy his presen to Yuna. There was nothing hidden in them but he crushed the boquet thinking it was bad anyways. Tidus turned his head around and leaned against the car. He was just at the wrong place, and didn't do anything. What the hell was going on?
What would Yuna think? That the true monster within was revealed? That he really was some corrupt clown just when he decided he was going to change? That Braska didn't have to trust this boy at all? He didn't stop to wonder what his old dad would think. He'd probably come to jail to just laugh at his boy.
" Don't think we didn't see that little transaction in the parking lot. We were watching you the whole night when you left the tables inside the club." Brady continued picking on Tidus now that the jitters were gone.
" My cell phone was on low battery, I went to a payphone then waited for the valet to bring my car around." He tried to explain. He was begging for freedom with his eyes. This made no sense
" Who were you talking to?" Auron demamded of him quickly
" My girlfriend. Why? What's going on?" He said without the least bit of hesitation in his body.
His hot wheels were taken away just like that, and he sat there in the backseat wondering if he could ever find a way out of this predicament.
Braska came up and sat by his daughter in the living room while she was there in her night clothes reading her favorite novel under the light of the small lamp. He thought maybe since Tidus's parents knew and were going to help him deal with his situation that he didn't have to tell her, but it would be on the news faster than you could say 'Good God' He might as well.
" I'm still wondering Yuna...."
" Yes father. I think I still made the right choice." she answered without looking up from the book.
" Ah. You have faith in him and I find it rather suprising. I just got a call. Looks like he didn't make it back from the club alright."
That made her set down the book instantly.
" What happened?" she demanded
" This isn't going to be easy to tell you." He took a deep breath and tried to figure out the best way to bring it out.
The next morning.
Yuna was driving with anger corsing through her blood as she made a left in the next intersection which was not a good emotion to show when traffic was so busy, and uncaring in the morning. She wanted to beat the stuffing out of him since she felt it was the thousandth broken promise, but then she couldn't kill him because she knew deep inside that he was a much more careful person than some of the teammates he made friends with and definetely MUCH better than her past boyfriends, and what were the chances he was on illegal drugs? If he was ever on that 'dust' he would have never gotten past the slight approval of her father, because the man knew every corrupt kid on the block, and could smell one miles away. He had the eyes of an eagle.
Another thing that hapened whenever he went out, he used every opportunity he had to call her even if it was just to talk about something silly only because it was with her. He needed and wanted her. None of the others in the past had even bothered, and it was the only reason why he argued with her. Because he didn't like being suspected, and poked at when he knew he wasn't doing anything wrong.
(Then his response to this would determine it all) she thought as she pulled up in front of the police station.
She paid the bail, and waited for him on the bench, running up to hug him when she saw him. Tears streaming from her eyes. He stroked her hair as he accepted her and kept her close. His eyes looking up to the ceiling not knowing what he was going to do.
As soon as they got in the car. Surrounded by silence, and a little further away from the public eye she let it all out. Carefully at first, but then she burst.
" Did you meet anyone special last night?"
" Nope. Just came to hear Wakka's deal. All I wanted to know how much he was paying." he admitted with nothing to hide
" Why couldn't you hold it somewhere else? If this is all a big mistake...then why were you over there?" The tears were coming again
" I tried to reschedule it with him a thousand times, but he said this was my only chance since he had pressing business right after the meeting. You know him honey..he's a hardcase."
" But why Tidus?" She wanted to know more. Something he wasn't prepared to answer right away, but had to think about
" How come you're so quick to leave these days, and won't spend time with me?"
That one was easy.
" Is that what this is about? Yuna I'm out taking care of business now so I can make room for OUR vacation. So we can stop worrying about the world for awhile. There can't be a few weekends between schedule and something messes up when we can have days, and days. I had to consider the trade, a whole bunch of things. I think about you in those hotel suites on away games, making foul shots, even when I'm driving around town, and those annoying pros come up to my window, and we've never had the time to ourselves that we really wanted."
" What about the drugs?" she wanted to believe him but couldn't give up her own personal interrogation
" Planted." He said bluntly " There's no other explanation. I've never touched much less seen a real gun in my life. I'm just never coming back to that area anymore."
" Well. It looks like our vacation's ruined now." She pulled over on the side of the highway. As the car came to a stop she started crying again. She buried her face in her hand but Tidus lifted up her head. Stared into her blue and green eyes. saying without the slightest bit of hesitation.
" I know I've done stuff that may look as though I'm not responsible but I am Yuna. I am dedicated to you. Your father he's a good man, and very wise, but I think that in my case that he could open up his trust level to me a little bit more because I have, and will always continue to show that I love you. I just do, so you don't have to look at me through his eyes all the time. See for yourself, and after this case is over, and the DEA realizes that they picked up the wrong guy then we will finally be able to relax. You and I. Nothing to get in the way, not even a simple ring on the cell phone okay?"
She remembered those moments. How they would happen in the middle of a kiss, but Tidus wouldn't talk much. He'd get easily ticked when people did that and say.
" Talk later. I'm cutting you off."
Unless of course it was important. Thinking about it made her smile a little bit. You just couldn't stop feeling such pain, and instantly smile but with her it was just natural. She always tried to keep happy, but with the mess she got into with other guys it was hard though. It was easy to tell how life had changed her.
" Can I still drive your wheels?" He asked just to see how mad she was at him
" No."
" Hey you still have that habit of leaning on the pedal girl."
" So do you."
" I'm telling you...as a friend. That shit shakes me up. See I got over it. You peeled all over the road like it was a scene out of 'The French Connection' or Cate Blanchett in 'Bandits' or something."
" Well...this one time." She agreed. Allowing herself to breathe. Tidus pulled her over to him and hugged her again. Kissing her on the forehead and rubbing her back.
The media was already waiting at the gates of his house but his personal guards were out and driving the crowd away. They weren't taking any crap.
" Wait a second sir. Could there possibly be anything you know about this incident."
" Dude I'm just a bodyguard! Lay off would ya? I said get those cameras out of here!"
They guided the car on its way inside the mansion.
When he found out that he was passing Tidus's mansion he thought it would be nice to stop and get a picture on that nice sunny day even if the damn news reporters were in the way, and made it look bad. Actually they made it look horrible, those persistent little mosquitoes. He hustled over the side, and decided to catch a profile view around the corner. It wasn't as much of a full catch but at least he didn't have to include those hungry little rodents with mic's, cameras, and memo pads.
" Excuse me sir what are you doing here?"
" I don't believe there was any law or regulation instated against tourists taking pictures of this young man's home now was there?" He didn't look up from the camera. " See? Whole bunch of other passersby getting their little shots over to the left of yall monkeys."
It wasn't the reporter. It was a guard. Drake changed his atitude when he saw him.
" Oh shit. I'm sorry man I thought you were one of them telling me to get off their site since they covering the gates. I'll be on my way."
Barthello kept giving him a stern look
" What's that all about? Come on....listen guy. I'm no spy all right? I'm going now." He got in his car.
" You hear about what happened recently?"
" Yeah. I watch the news, I tune up my radio why?" Drake asked
" That's why were taking added precautions."
" Oh I see. The thing in Vegas right? Sy's Wild Club in the Red Light? I was just there the other night in fact."
" Bullshit." Barthello chuckled with his arms crossed like he wsn't going to surrender anything to this stranger. Even a little bit of understanding.
" What do you know about it?" Barthello challenged waiting for a blank response, but Drake was cool the whole time.
" Owners' this guy with some funky blue hair. Kinda tall, but looks like he's starting a weight gain. A suave type of mutha- you know what I mean? He's got a lot of girls up in there. Even more than I've seen in the spots around lower and mid California. Lemme tell you I'm a rave kid so I've seen the best from West. Occasionally he's got famous stars who drop in his joint, and they say the main girl Lulu....ah yes (thinks dreamily) Luuuluuu..."
" Kid wake up." Barthello's groan went into another chuckle
" Oh sorry. But yeah. They don't lie when they say she's the hottest little fox around there. She is DEF."he squeaked out the last word.
" What type of music do they play up there?"
Barthello was starting to believe him but he had to push even further, and see just how much he knew. (wonder if anybody sees what this is foreshadowing)
" Nothing that's extremely pop. They play stuff around the 90's through the current 2000's. Strictly electronica, danceable r&b, danceable rock, and hard hip hop. I know because it was more than often that some of my favorites got played."
" Hmm. So you were actually there last night?" That one was hard to believe.
" Yeah around one o' clock they had Brandy's 'Full Moon' playing."
" He heard it fron the video tape. This little guy wasn't lying."
Drake wanted to change the subject
" From what I heard about the club being dangerous. That aint true. It's what goes on in the streets that's shitty. It always looks like something's wrong. As soon as I stepped out later I noticed these green faced guys covered in black gear running out of the parking lot like the devil was after them or something."
" No shit?"
It wasn't what he was telling him. Barthello wouldn't give a damn but there was just some strange aura or feeling over his head that said 'trust this guy.'
" When you saw those people come from out of the lot, did you see Sir Tidus anytime previously?"
" Yeah. Just a few seconds ago. He was going up in the balcony spots or something talking to some people while some guys downstairs were looking around for him. I stepped out, walked down the street and saw those idiots come bursting out."
His eyes widened. It would make sense. He just had to be a real witness, but the guy had already got Barthello's understanding.
The mercedes pulled up behind his Grand Cherokee. Drake saw the guard waving them over.
" What's the big deal?" Tidus asked getting out of the car.
" Sir. I think we've found the witness were looking for."
Back in Vegas
" You stupid bitch!" He yelled. Throwing furniture around. Smashing pictures, and throwing the lamp into the wall. The blinds were closed so no one could see. " You really think you can do this stuff to me, and I'll just not care."
" I'm s-ssorry." Lulu stammered.
She was cowered in the corner. Tears flooding from her eyes. Fear overtaking her body. She knew right then that it would be over.
Seymour grabbed the snub nosed .38 revolver from out of his suit jacket and pointed it at her. His face was twisted into anger that seemed primal. It was like he didn't care if the cutest girl around suddenly met her fate because he couldn't get his hands on her. He threw her on the bed. She screamed and drove her high heels right up his balls. The gun fell to the floor and went off. the bullet richocheting right out the door. He treid to recover. yanking off the shoes and jumped back on top of her. One hand holding his weakspot. He groaned like a beat- up animal and held both her hands down with the other . Pinning her down with the rest of his bulk before his other hand could reach out.
He ripped off her small dress, and bra, and rolled her around so that she could see his face.
" Give me a reason you traitor. Just do it. You obviously can't see that all the other guys only want to screw you, and that I love you. I care and still!-"
he slapped her each time as he said a word
" WONT!"
she couldn't bear it.
" LISTEN! I could've left you in the gutter, but I took you in because I thought you were someone, but no I'm not going to cut your head off or just give you the satisfaction of something quick. I'll bang the sense into you woman."
" Seymour! No-" she tried to say but he covered her mouth, and all he heard was her muffled voice under his hand.
With the door shut.
When will the madness end? Who wants to hear something satisfying for a change? Anybody who does line up for the next chapter, and we'll finish this little ordeal before the rest of the story. For Tidus, Yuna, and Lulu. But it's hard. Drake can't be in two places at once, and then the court proceedings'll take forever won't they? Don't worry your litle heads though. Jus gimme some feedback and I'll improve on this. (We'll I'll still write the friggin thing but like the voting commercials say.'your voices can make a difference' sounds corny huh? plus if you have any job or occupational suggestions for other FF characters. review, and send em in. (hint: I can't change the ones I've already put in.) anyways. Thanks even if you read this fic. I appreciate that. Keep talking to me people.