Author's Note: Thanks for whatever reviews you've given. I just need..more.
I'm still cool with the Rikku/shop idea. I'll figure that in somehow. For
the poeple who've been waiting for Rikku, or Kimahri I'll be getting to
them at the end of the chapter to start their intros, and Auron'll be at a
drug bust in the chapter after that. Actually he'll be at court later on
just to look mean and intimidate Tidus. FOR NOW though (clears throat) get
a look at Tidus's home life and their plan to get through the court case,
and oh.. that's right. Lulu's in some deep shit right? Okay. Now where was
I? (fumbles around looking for glasses in the dark) here we go.
Chapter Four: Part Two
A sunny day out in the backyard where the rest of the rich neighbors and relatives drunk, ate, and and conversed. Jecht told his butler that he would handle the grill part of the barbecue, and that he should make sure everyone was served. Next to his favorite out door tools was a little TV. He switched the channels to get a good look at the rockstar Rikku who was playing live. Her and her Al Bhed metalcore band. God she was looking hot in that silver outfit.
" Excuse me. Honey, what are you watching?" His wife came up.
" Err nothing." He said gruffly and switched to the news.
He knew what she came to discuss. It was about him being there for his son in his troubling times, but he didn't give a damn. For all he cared the little squirt could be found guilty.
" I wonder exactly what our boy got himself into.I've been trying to run a team and this shit's a burden."
" Go easy on him. He's his own man now. He said he was responsible enough to stay away from drugs, and he's done it for years."
" Oh bullshit Fakami! He's cracks and he knows it. Now it's PCP! Little genius knew how to hide stuff from me ever since grade school. He wants to fool around with Wakka in Vegas then let him because I don't give a rat's ass anymore. I've got more than enough good players to mop the floor with that little flea anyday of the week."
" Honey. You really should take a few breathers before you talk to him. You know our son may have hung around the irresponsible types in the past, but he was never meant to be or ever became one. Remember when he was on you all the time about drinking because he wanted to see your smart side on the court?"
" Yeah."
" He hasn't changed any. Or at least I think so."
Drake stared into the wine glass before Yuna reached across the table to tap his forehead.
" Oh I'm sorry. I was falling asleep. Where was I? Yeah so I saw you upstairs signing..."
" Issaru's autograph." Tidus corrected him and nodded his head
" Yeah Issaru's autograph. As soon as I stepped out the door the two came running."
" I'd feel better if this was on video tape but it's better knowing the truth." Yuna grapsed Tidus's hand even tighter
They all shook their heads. They were on the inside of the house, and didn't want to get out in the sun where Jecht was and possibly an annoying reporter or two.
" Uh listen guys I'm sure that this is just all one big mistake but even if it is there's still one thing that bothers me. How's the jury gonna believe my testimony? With the way I came over here today. People will think that you prepared me to save your ass in trial."
" Ugh. He's right." Yuna was beggining to feel really sick. She wanted to be with her love, and have it all over.
" Then we'll have to prove your presence at the club. The bouncer knows everyone that comes in right?" Tidus asked
(That's right! The fool actually knew my name!) Lightbulbs rung in Drake's head
" We'll need the club owner's testimony as well." Tidus thought
" Are you nuts!?" Drake woke him up. "Unuh! Anybody but him! It was on his property that this incident happened, and you said Coach Wakka made some bad friends. How'd you know we can trust that sleaze? How do you know he had absolutely nothing to do with the stuff planted in your car?"
" I don't but if he's in the courtroom we may be getting some answers. Maybe things I don't even know about."
" Are you sure about this?" Yuna stared into his eyes. Tidus was also proving to be quite a risk taker these days.
" Don't worry honey. This'll be over. We have cards and we've got to play them okay?"
He decided to continue the conversation with Drake alone.
" Honey you got out by the pool. I'll be around in a few." he waved her off.
Drake dumped down on Tidus's bed his feet still touching the carpet. He spun his prize blacktop b-ball around on his finger.
" The reason I called you back here star kid is that I think that this looks pretty hard to win. Even with your lawyer. People don't like the rich, and think they deserve every single crime they're convicted of. Even some in the NBA are jealous of you so this'll be a rough ride. Some people are truly guilty, and they bribe for their freedom, but you're a good kid, and I think I 've got a way to help you out."
He held at the pen and stared at it until it began to glow saying.....
" I wonder if those reruns of 'Seinfeld' have come on yet."
" It can't." Tidus challenged
" How come smart man?" Drake kept focusing on the pen.
" Look at the clock. It's the Simpsons. Seinfeld doesn't come on for another hour."
He was shocked when Drake turned on the TV to Fox network. Low and behold. Kramer sliding through the door, and it was only four o' clock.
" Oh they switched times. Thanks for the tip. I like that show."
Drake glared at the pen and scowled.
" Errrgh! Okay! Bad example. Look at the clock."
" Hey who changed the time? I fixed that thing like....five seconds ago!"
" Those blinds could use a color change" Drake held up the the pen.
" Whadya mean- AAAAAAHHHH!! How'd they get red??!"
" I hate bad TV reception."
The fuzz was gone instantly. It was perfect.
" You're a friggin genie mister!" Tidus backed up against the wall.
" Relax Ty. Breathe 123 Breathe 123 Remember 'court case'. Remember?"
Thoughts suddenly filled into his head. Remembering the DEA agent picking him up. Yuna crying, the media, the interrogation. This little object could save his life it was at this guys command, and he wanted to help.
He groveled at Drake's feet.
" Oh thank you thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!"
" Ease up guy. Sheesh. Remember. Can't nobody know about this thing. I only told you because I like you. You've got spunk kid. and it works really stubborn at times."
" Oh."
" Tidus?"
" Yeah?"
" I want you to know. This is a real risk here. I still can't assure you an easy victory." He pat his shoulder as Tidus sunk his head and dumped back on the bed wondering how he was going to get through it all.
" It's okay. I'll take anything I can get you know?" He was getting real weak. Almost tearing up. Poor guy never caught a case before. Well he was stil man enough to hide his tears from the public for hours until now.
" It's not fair to me and Yuna. Were trying to live and everybody.." He paused
Drake turned around and saw Yuna in the doorway in her bikini with the little silk wrapped around her thigh.
" Jecht being a pain?" Drake asked. " Hey come on and join us."
" Honey please. You don't wanna see me like this." He tried o say but he couldn't tell her to leave.
" We cry our tears together remember?" she smiled and there they sat on the bed. Drake got off and kneeled in front of them as he switched on 'The Weakest Link' and turned back to them.
" Ain't this sweet. So how long've you two been together?"
" I met him at the championship last year."
Actually in another existence they were two different people. Who met under the most unusual of circumstances. He was an outsider from another time, and she was the talk of the village. The only one who had shown the boy true kindness throughout the journey while others had mixed feelings about him, and the other felt as though he was babysitting him, but it was another life that they didn't even know about anymore, and it was no use trying to remind them of it. This was their time, and this was their new story.
" She saw me dunk, and I could hear her with the noisemaker from above. When the president came to watch our game I kinda felt like it was still a real big occasion even though I make more than he does. Anyways it was at the after party where we met each other not just by sight but we talked, had some drinks.....I never knew you could freak dance." He chuckled. Yuna laughed along with him
" Do you still have it on video tape?"
" Yep. If your father Braska ever saw that, he'd blow a fuse. I mean you were rock bottom. Kissing other chicks..and..Oh my God I can't even say anymore." Yuna picked up the pillow and started hitting him but he laughed
" I always thought you were the designated driver." she said looking at him as she went on with the story she couldn't help but let her smile grow looking at him. " I guess I was looking to get loose for one time, and you were always running around. I dream for those nights where it would be just like I was in high school you'd lead me down by the window secretly like it was Rapunzel or something, and we'd run off to the nearest downtown spot we could find."
" And no pesky reporters to get in the way." He said in a cheery, jokish voice. They laughed again then turned to face each other much closer
" I love you Yuna."
" I love you too."
As their lips met in a smooth motion. His hands went to her top and it came off slowly. he slid off her thong. His hands gracing up her beautiful thick thighs and he kissed every spot he could find. Drake fell fast asleep from the mush and as conked out sitting on the floor his head against the dresser like he was dead. Yuna was about to alreat Tidus to him, noticing he was asleep they returnd to where they were before. Her eyes gazing into his as they french kissed again. he felt on her tits then stroked around her body tickling her as he made his way to her hair. He threw off the shirt and they were already going at it as they crawled under the white sheets. More clothes flying around the place.
When Drake woke up he saw a pair of hands waving over his eyes. How long had he been out? He didn't know, but it was like nothing happened.
" Uh listen guys. I've got a bit more driving to do. There's an old friend I've got to see back in Vegas. We'll discuss this more later kay?"
" You're leaving?" both their voices sounded as though they were pleading their savior to stay.
" I'll be back guys. Goodness."
" Tommorow." Yuna told him
" Tommorow?! At least tommorow evening please? I've got a life too. You can still use the phone you know. Here's my number." he got out his pen and jotted it down.
They made it hard to leave but it was obvious they were happy that they had hope in their corner.
He drove on through the night till he reached the Beford Hotel coming back into the city. Didn't care where he stayed, just that he had somewhere to park because his legs were kiling him.
And so was his stomach.
He had been filled up by the barbecue back at the mansion, and was in desperate need of more food. He would have stayed at the hotel restaurant, but his favorite place was right across the street. Mouth watering platters, and juicy meat finger foods that made you want to pig out looking at them. He was drawn towards it
She came down the street running. Holding her purse tightly. Tears streaming from her eyes. A rip in her hot silver skirt and small chest high jacket. Not a single cop around. Some other bulky fellow behind her in a black muscle shirt and jeans with blue hair chasing her down. She just missed a passing BMW coming to the other side of the street right during a green light and crashed into him.
What a coincedence. It was her again.
She'd beg anybody who was nearby. She didn't care.
" You have to get me out of here." Her eyes drenched and begging him. She was out of breath and pleading.
It was no time to ask questions. His brain said 'just do it'. he took her back to his car in the parking lot, and they burst off into the streets.
Seymour only had one chance to see them through the crowd. With that he raised his pistol and began shooting wildly at the evading SUV.
Glass burst through the inner cab. Drake put her head down as he sped up clearing the next light before it turned red then pulled onto the next street.
Seymour yelled to his suited thugs that walked the streets carrying shotguns. One phoned another and they were hot on the trail of the truck. Drake kept pushing it telling her to hold on as he ducked her head under the cab and fought to keep as far ahead as possible.
A Chevy Silverado was on his back trying to off-road him. The girl screaming that they were both going to die, but Drake wasn't all that scared. If he had control over his life in this world then it would have to get up a lot earlier in the morning to kill him. He drove on as far as he could push it. The car was holding up well against the damage, but if the engine caught fire it was bail out, and be left in a trickier situation or die instantly. He took every single detour he could to come out to the train tracks where the road would be open, but then there would be no one to watch, and where the heck were the cops. Did the criminals run this section? Was there a new sheriff in town.
" Please don't let them get me." she cried out, but she was also afraid of Drake's driving not wanting to die that night. Not wanting to call the escape from the one that brought her up, and abused her...impossible.
The train was pushing as the SUV had a very troublesome time trying to cross the tracks. The Chevy truck trying to ram it from behind. shotgun blasts going off in the night that almost scared her heart to death.
The train coming dangerously closer.
He barely got it over the tracks soon as the Chevy cme to ram it again instantly it was shoved through by the force of the on coming train. In all the excitement, he forgot the pen even existed. "Were safe now." he told her " Wait-y..you're-!"
" Yes." She nodded her head
" I guess we'd better get out of here."
minutes later. Driving away
" So your pimp was a pump action gangster? I never knew that." He was paranoid during the rest of the ride. Hoping no one else would come his way. They were back on the highway. His destination...Tidus's house.
" Yes."
" What type of shit was HE smoking?" Drake said as though he was asking how crazy the guy was, but he really meant 'what type of stuff was he dealing into?'
" PCP. Heroin."
" Did he put you on it?" Maybe this could be the case cracker after all.
" No. On the rest of his girls. He saved this sort of sleep gas for me because he always wanted me clean for himself."
" That's contradictory. How could he want you for himself? You've been with so many guys."
" They all had virgin blood. I could tell. Never got wet. Seymour only let them have me so I couldn't be a toy for anyone but all the rich boys."
" Even Coach Wakka? He looks like he's been 'getting around' a bit." Drake suggested
" Yeah. That's when he took me to a gyno, but....he was sick too! All of them were so evil! I didn't care whether or not he cured me. They all wanted me outside, and inside, and I just got fed up."
Drake stopped the car. she was feeling uneasy again. He looked around to make sure it was safe then decided that maybe all she wanted to do was talk.
" It's okay. I'm here." He didn't touch but lent out his hand wondering if she'd take it. You know something? From what you told me I think the case may be solved.
" What case?" she lookd up at him
" Tidus going to trial for gun and drug possession. You know the young basketball guy who was there the other night?"
" Yeah?"
" I passed by his place, and his people've been begging on my shoulders to tell what I saw and save the day, but you....see." He pointed at her. Lightbulbs dancing around in his head. " ... you might save the day actually. It may put your boss in jail."
" Anything." She told him. " You're more than I thought you were. I thought you were some boy, but you said those words, and then you ...came back for me."
" It was a coincedence." He scratched his hair trying to think of an explanation.
" Thank you mister." her red eyes were so definite, and serious. Her lips so divine. He saw the cut that she was given and put his hand there to stop the bleeding.
A dangerous move? No. She trusted him.
As she moved over to kiss him he only accepted it for a few seconds.
" Sweet, but I think we should be getting out of here."
The next morning
Tidus waited. sitting on the sidewalk dribbling under his legs and checking his watch. The boy was late! The nerve of him. He had called his lawyer already, and they had business to discuss! Jecht was still bitching, and his mom Fakami was trying to keep the house settled by serving her husband some breakfast snacks to calm his nerves. Tidus never revealed any of the news about his plans to switch teams. It stayed silent and tense in the house so he went out to get air. Actually he went outside to wait for his savior to return. Yuna came out with two mugs of coffee wearing only a bra her jumpsuit pants, and running sneakers handing Tidus his mug and trying to get her baby tee on.
" Aren't you an earlybird today? You even got me breakfast. Caffiene with nothing else." He gave her a morning kiss " Bingo. You guessed my favorite meal besides steak, with cigarettes."
" I was up early praying for us you know." she sat down beside him loading batteries into her sport walkman and trying to get a handle of every single object she brought out before throwing the headphone ring around her neck and turning up to look at Tidus again. " I guess I feel so much better because I know you wouldn't try to do anything crazy. It makes it a lot easier on me."
" How many times have you had to deal with those broken promises?" He asked folding his hands under his chin as he sat indian style looking at her directly. Her hair blowing in the wind. He could see that it was kind of hard for her to say. Her face came down.
" Hundreds of times." She looked up at him briefly giving a light chuckle that died off rather quick " Some of them saw me as only their interest for one night. I mean to think about all the shit a man would go through with my parents to go on a date you would think that he would try to commit a little longer? I could see their eyes staring me down. Like vultures. Whenever we went somewhere fancy. They were bug eyed. Kind of like the wolves that keep watching you, and are always just waiting to strike whenever you look at them? You know what I mean right?"
" Yeah." Tidus agreed listening closely.
" One of them was like seventy nine years old. It was one night after I graduated, and we were having a family dinner at Red Lobster. He was talking to me with subtle words like he wanted to bang me up. I swear it was so disgusting.I'm like 'Yeah. You might want to travel back in time oh say 45 years, and I'll think about it.'"
" I hate it when the geezers start coming after you." Tidus said as she laughed "There was this deranged old woman that wanted me to sign her ass after the game against the Bucks. Thank God the cameras didn't catch it."
" Did you sue?" Yuna asked
" No. That's what you women do. Taking people's money." he criticized with an edge of humor in his voice. " For me with the luxury I got that's like..oppresion you know? Mama always taught me respect. To put up with whatever comes, and know your rights from wrongs."
" Whats the matter? You don't want to get a little richer every now and then?"
" Yuna...I am rich, not greedy. They're two different things."
She lay her head against his shoulder as they looked down the street. The bodyguard at the gate 'Henry' began chuckling.
" You think the gezeer story is so sick and funny Henry?" Tidus challenged "Don't think I forgot about the incident when you were with the secret service pinning down that naked dude who was throwing eggs at the president's motorcade."
" You were talking about old people. That was a sick person. Besides if I turned chicken it would've been bad on my report."
" I think it's bad enough you were caught on camera." Yuna suggested and they both cracked up. They hadn't laughed like this in a long time.
" Boss." Barthello tapped Tidus's shoulder
" Wzup?"
" They're here."
" Yess yess yess yess yess- Ulp- HEY!" When Tidus saw them he was genuinely ticked off.
" I wait up for the longest hour of my life calling you last night and you're out getting laid with some girl?! For SHAME child!!" He didn't say her name because he knew very well who she was
Same guy in the black Woodstock T shirt. Heavy Levi's b-boy jean shorts that went far below the knees in vans skater's sneakers and an LA Dodgers cap-yep it was him. Lulu coming out the other side.
" Explain." Tidus crossed his arms and tapped his left foot repeatedly.
" Tell him." Drake coaxed her
" But it's so..revealing." She turned back to look at Drake.
" I'll go first okay? RememberI've got your back no matter what okay?"
" Okay." She agreed.
" I think we've got a better witness in our corner. She works over there so her eyes have seen enough to help us."
" Genius." Tidus slapped his forehead. "Although it'll make debate about why were bringing two of our witnesses here."
" Simple. I passed by, and thought 'Oh my God it's Tidus's mansion' and started indulging in the act of taking photos, and got caught, and she...well...look at her."
She was a runaway all right. It could be seen from the bruises and cuts on her body. Thoughts running back to her mind they were fresh in her head. Images of his slaps. The gun in her mouth to the point she couldn't take it anymore. She looked around at everyone and broke down crying.
" It's over. You're all right." Drake held her, and wiped the tears from her face, but they kept coming " Ssssh. It's over. Okay?"
Rikku tuned on the radio. Singing to Weezer as she checked to see if the money was still in the register. Her first big break and it felt great. She got on prime time too! Her days managing this little joint were coming to an end but she'd miss it with all of her heart. There was history over here. Cid was a technology buff who had gotten her started with the money, and a fund to bring her outlet to life, and girls hung out over here all the time. Boys would come in the mens section looking for something really fly for a date. If she ever did a hollywood bio in the future. This would be a key place to visit. Okay all the stuff was there. None of her lesser employees had gotten sneaky. Her and Brother and gotten a pretty reliable roster this time. Pacce and his brother Maroda worked 40 hours a week, and sometimes it got real monotonous but whenever 'miss future fame' came throug the door, their enthusiasm kicked back in and they were selling. Things were good, maybe the two youngsters could manage the place with the help of the new guy who wanted to buy it out. She grabbed her guitar case slinging it around one shoulder, and hearing her brothers honk the horn outside the door. " I' m coming." She ran over and jumped in the backseat. They all patted their little sis's head. They were the only family left that she had.
The crowd yelled for Kimahri to take off the mask. Triple H was out bleeding by the edge of the ring. The audience was jumping up and down trying to imitate his trademark finisher move. The 'jump', but they figured he was like Kane. He always wanted to remain that 7 foot tall mystery of the WWE. He stepped down from the ring. The same eerie dark breakbeat that was his theme song filled the arena. He walked out holding the title belt on his shoulder as he came to the top of the entrance he turned back to look at everyone. The entire McMahon alliance came crashing at him like a squad of bulls sending him to the ground. The song stopped, and the audience jeered at the ones who blindsided him, and began to beat down on him with chairs.
That was when they truly witnessed the amazing strength of a Ronso. He almost lifted four of them up in his acsencion and broke out of their grasp. They flew back into the side railing. Kimahri dove back down the ramp and let fire with a harsh seed cannon that blew all of the wrestlers away. Chris Jericho screaming in amazement through his announcer's headset only bringing more drama to this amazing feat. Biran and Yenke stood on the top of the ramp to welcome their brave brother. Even though he wasn't as big as them, he surely was packing some power, and hidden energy within that body of his. They held hands and raised them to the crowd the same way he did with the referee. The crowds' cheers didn't let up. It was one of the most amazing feats in the history of professional wrestling. He not only KO'ed one or two or four but eight of his enemies. That was almost an entire range of possible threats eliminated, and it would make room for heavy grudges in the the future. Yeah. In his profession. In the locker room in was all love, booze, and spandex, but he didn't wear any. No one really knew that the mask was permanent but what human could explain his case? He'd simply live under such a story from life till death, and never take it off. He wondered how long he could go with this story, but it was painful to know he was not human. Well what was he? Could him and his brothers do this forever? How could he stil get with women, and still have fur? Maybe he should've been in a zoo, but God was good to this little ronso family. He guessed.....
Kay. 'm done. REVIEW PLEEEZZE. Me want more reeder m'pinons guys. I promise m gonna have sumthn dramatic..para el' capitulo proximo. ( for the next chapter...sorry bout that. My word processor won't even put in the proper accents for other languages yet either) it sucks. Anyways the trials are next and the entire cast should meet each other soon. By the way Crystal Eyes thanks for your suggestions, and Neo Replica wherever you are.
Chapter Four: Part Two
A sunny day out in the backyard where the rest of the rich neighbors and relatives drunk, ate, and and conversed. Jecht told his butler that he would handle the grill part of the barbecue, and that he should make sure everyone was served. Next to his favorite out door tools was a little TV. He switched the channels to get a good look at the rockstar Rikku who was playing live. Her and her Al Bhed metalcore band. God she was looking hot in that silver outfit.
" Excuse me. Honey, what are you watching?" His wife came up.
" Err nothing." He said gruffly and switched to the news.
He knew what she came to discuss. It was about him being there for his son in his troubling times, but he didn't give a damn. For all he cared the little squirt could be found guilty.
" I wonder exactly what our boy got himself into.I've been trying to run a team and this shit's a burden."
" Go easy on him. He's his own man now. He said he was responsible enough to stay away from drugs, and he's done it for years."
" Oh bullshit Fakami! He's cracks and he knows it. Now it's PCP! Little genius knew how to hide stuff from me ever since grade school. He wants to fool around with Wakka in Vegas then let him because I don't give a rat's ass anymore. I've got more than enough good players to mop the floor with that little flea anyday of the week."
" Honey. You really should take a few breathers before you talk to him. You know our son may have hung around the irresponsible types in the past, but he was never meant to be or ever became one. Remember when he was on you all the time about drinking because he wanted to see your smart side on the court?"
" Yeah."
" He hasn't changed any. Or at least I think so."
Drake stared into the wine glass before Yuna reached across the table to tap his forehead.
" Oh I'm sorry. I was falling asleep. Where was I? Yeah so I saw you upstairs signing..."
" Issaru's autograph." Tidus corrected him and nodded his head
" Yeah Issaru's autograph. As soon as I stepped out the door the two came running."
" I'd feel better if this was on video tape but it's better knowing the truth." Yuna grapsed Tidus's hand even tighter
They all shook their heads. They were on the inside of the house, and didn't want to get out in the sun where Jecht was and possibly an annoying reporter or two.
" Uh listen guys I'm sure that this is just all one big mistake but even if it is there's still one thing that bothers me. How's the jury gonna believe my testimony? With the way I came over here today. People will think that you prepared me to save your ass in trial."
" Ugh. He's right." Yuna was beggining to feel really sick. She wanted to be with her love, and have it all over.
" Then we'll have to prove your presence at the club. The bouncer knows everyone that comes in right?" Tidus asked
(That's right! The fool actually knew my name!) Lightbulbs rung in Drake's head
" We'll need the club owner's testimony as well." Tidus thought
" Are you nuts!?" Drake woke him up. "Unuh! Anybody but him! It was on his property that this incident happened, and you said Coach Wakka made some bad friends. How'd you know we can trust that sleaze? How do you know he had absolutely nothing to do with the stuff planted in your car?"
" I don't but if he's in the courtroom we may be getting some answers. Maybe things I don't even know about."
" Are you sure about this?" Yuna stared into his eyes. Tidus was also proving to be quite a risk taker these days.
" Don't worry honey. This'll be over. We have cards and we've got to play them okay?"
He decided to continue the conversation with Drake alone.
" Honey you got out by the pool. I'll be around in a few." he waved her off.
Drake dumped down on Tidus's bed his feet still touching the carpet. He spun his prize blacktop b-ball around on his finger.
" The reason I called you back here star kid is that I think that this looks pretty hard to win. Even with your lawyer. People don't like the rich, and think they deserve every single crime they're convicted of. Even some in the NBA are jealous of you so this'll be a rough ride. Some people are truly guilty, and they bribe for their freedom, but you're a good kid, and I think I 've got a way to help you out."
He held at the pen and stared at it until it began to glow saying.....
" I wonder if those reruns of 'Seinfeld' have come on yet."
" It can't." Tidus challenged
" How come smart man?" Drake kept focusing on the pen.
" Look at the clock. It's the Simpsons. Seinfeld doesn't come on for another hour."
He was shocked when Drake turned on the TV to Fox network. Low and behold. Kramer sliding through the door, and it was only four o' clock.
" Oh they switched times. Thanks for the tip. I like that show."
Drake glared at the pen and scowled.
" Errrgh! Okay! Bad example. Look at the clock."
" Hey who changed the time? I fixed that thing like....five seconds ago!"
" Those blinds could use a color change" Drake held up the the pen.
" Whadya mean- AAAAAAHHHH!! How'd they get red??!"
" I hate bad TV reception."
The fuzz was gone instantly. It was perfect.
" You're a friggin genie mister!" Tidus backed up against the wall.
" Relax Ty. Breathe 123 Breathe 123 Remember 'court case'. Remember?"
Thoughts suddenly filled into his head. Remembering the DEA agent picking him up. Yuna crying, the media, the interrogation. This little object could save his life it was at this guys command, and he wanted to help.
He groveled at Drake's feet.
" Oh thank you thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!"
" Ease up guy. Sheesh. Remember. Can't nobody know about this thing. I only told you because I like you. You've got spunk kid. and it works really stubborn at times."
" Oh."
" Tidus?"
" Yeah?"
" I want you to know. This is a real risk here. I still can't assure you an easy victory." He pat his shoulder as Tidus sunk his head and dumped back on the bed wondering how he was going to get through it all.
" It's okay. I'll take anything I can get you know?" He was getting real weak. Almost tearing up. Poor guy never caught a case before. Well he was stil man enough to hide his tears from the public for hours until now.
" It's not fair to me and Yuna. Were trying to live and everybody.." He paused
Drake turned around and saw Yuna in the doorway in her bikini with the little silk wrapped around her thigh.
" Jecht being a pain?" Drake asked. " Hey come on and join us."
" Honey please. You don't wanna see me like this." He tried o say but he couldn't tell her to leave.
" We cry our tears together remember?" she smiled and there they sat on the bed. Drake got off and kneeled in front of them as he switched on 'The Weakest Link' and turned back to them.
" Ain't this sweet. So how long've you two been together?"
" I met him at the championship last year."
Actually in another existence they were two different people. Who met under the most unusual of circumstances. He was an outsider from another time, and she was the talk of the village. The only one who had shown the boy true kindness throughout the journey while others had mixed feelings about him, and the other felt as though he was babysitting him, but it was another life that they didn't even know about anymore, and it was no use trying to remind them of it. This was their time, and this was their new story.
" She saw me dunk, and I could hear her with the noisemaker from above. When the president came to watch our game I kinda felt like it was still a real big occasion even though I make more than he does. Anyways it was at the after party where we met each other not just by sight but we talked, had some drinks.....I never knew you could freak dance." He chuckled. Yuna laughed along with him
" Do you still have it on video tape?"
" Yep. If your father Braska ever saw that, he'd blow a fuse. I mean you were rock bottom. Kissing other chicks..and..Oh my God I can't even say anymore." Yuna picked up the pillow and started hitting him but he laughed
" I always thought you were the designated driver." she said looking at him as she went on with the story she couldn't help but let her smile grow looking at him. " I guess I was looking to get loose for one time, and you were always running around. I dream for those nights where it would be just like I was in high school you'd lead me down by the window secretly like it was Rapunzel or something, and we'd run off to the nearest downtown spot we could find."
" And no pesky reporters to get in the way." He said in a cheery, jokish voice. They laughed again then turned to face each other much closer
" I love you Yuna."
" I love you too."
As their lips met in a smooth motion. His hands went to her top and it came off slowly. he slid off her thong. His hands gracing up her beautiful thick thighs and he kissed every spot he could find. Drake fell fast asleep from the mush and as conked out sitting on the floor his head against the dresser like he was dead. Yuna was about to alreat Tidus to him, noticing he was asleep they returnd to where they were before. Her eyes gazing into his as they french kissed again. he felt on her tits then stroked around her body tickling her as he made his way to her hair. He threw off the shirt and they were already going at it as they crawled under the white sheets. More clothes flying around the place.
When Drake woke up he saw a pair of hands waving over his eyes. How long had he been out? He didn't know, but it was like nothing happened.
" Uh listen guys. I've got a bit more driving to do. There's an old friend I've got to see back in Vegas. We'll discuss this more later kay?"
" You're leaving?" both their voices sounded as though they were pleading their savior to stay.
" I'll be back guys. Goodness."
" Tommorow." Yuna told him
" Tommorow?! At least tommorow evening please? I've got a life too. You can still use the phone you know. Here's my number." he got out his pen and jotted it down.
They made it hard to leave but it was obvious they were happy that they had hope in their corner.
He drove on through the night till he reached the Beford Hotel coming back into the city. Didn't care where he stayed, just that he had somewhere to park because his legs were kiling him.
And so was his stomach.
He had been filled up by the barbecue back at the mansion, and was in desperate need of more food. He would have stayed at the hotel restaurant, but his favorite place was right across the street. Mouth watering platters, and juicy meat finger foods that made you want to pig out looking at them. He was drawn towards it
She came down the street running. Holding her purse tightly. Tears streaming from her eyes. A rip in her hot silver skirt and small chest high jacket. Not a single cop around. Some other bulky fellow behind her in a black muscle shirt and jeans with blue hair chasing her down. She just missed a passing BMW coming to the other side of the street right during a green light and crashed into him.
What a coincedence. It was her again.
She'd beg anybody who was nearby. She didn't care.
" You have to get me out of here." Her eyes drenched and begging him. She was out of breath and pleading.
It was no time to ask questions. His brain said 'just do it'. he took her back to his car in the parking lot, and they burst off into the streets.
Seymour only had one chance to see them through the crowd. With that he raised his pistol and began shooting wildly at the evading SUV.
Glass burst through the inner cab. Drake put her head down as he sped up clearing the next light before it turned red then pulled onto the next street.
Seymour yelled to his suited thugs that walked the streets carrying shotguns. One phoned another and they were hot on the trail of the truck. Drake kept pushing it telling her to hold on as he ducked her head under the cab and fought to keep as far ahead as possible.
A Chevy Silverado was on his back trying to off-road him. The girl screaming that they were both going to die, but Drake wasn't all that scared. If he had control over his life in this world then it would have to get up a lot earlier in the morning to kill him. He drove on as far as he could push it. The car was holding up well against the damage, but if the engine caught fire it was bail out, and be left in a trickier situation or die instantly. He took every single detour he could to come out to the train tracks where the road would be open, but then there would be no one to watch, and where the heck were the cops. Did the criminals run this section? Was there a new sheriff in town.
" Please don't let them get me." she cried out, but she was also afraid of Drake's driving not wanting to die that night. Not wanting to call the escape from the one that brought her up, and abused her...impossible.
The train was pushing as the SUV had a very troublesome time trying to cross the tracks. The Chevy truck trying to ram it from behind. shotgun blasts going off in the night that almost scared her heart to death.
The train coming dangerously closer.
He barely got it over the tracks soon as the Chevy cme to ram it again instantly it was shoved through by the force of the on coming train. In all the excitement, he forgot the pen even existed. "Were safe now." he told her " Wait-y..you're-!"
" Yes." She nodded her head
" I guess we'd better get out of here."
minutes later. Driving away
" So your pimp was a pump action gangster? I never knew that." He was paranoid during the rest of the ride. Hoping no one else would come his way. They were back on the highway. His destination...Tidus's house.
" Yes."
" What type of shit was HE smoking?" Drake said as though he was asking how crazy the guy was, but he really meant 'what type of stuff was he dealing into?'
" PCP. Heroin."
" Did he put you on it?" Maybe this could be the case cracker after all.
" No. On the rest of his girls. He saved this sort of sleep gas for me because he always wanted me clean for himself."
" That's contradictory. How could he want you for himself? You've been with so many guys."
" They all had virgin blood. I could tell. Never got wet. Seymour only let them have me so I couldn't be a toy for anyone but all the rich boys."
" Even Coach Wakka? He looks like he's been 'getting around' a bit." Drake suggested
" Yeah. That's when he took me to a gyno, but....he was sick too! All of them were so evil! I didn't care whether or not he cured me. They all wanted me outside, and inside, and I just got fed up."
Drake stopped the car. she was feeling uneasy again. He looked around to make sure it was safe then decided that maybe all she wanted to do was talk.
" It's okay. I'm here." He didn't touch but lent out his hand wondering if she'd take it. You know something? From what you told me I think the case may be solved.
" What case?" she lookd up at him
" Tidus going to trial for gun and drug possession. You know the young basketball guy who was there the other night?"
" Yeah?"
" I passed by his place, and his people've been begging on my shoulders to tell what I saw and save the day, but you....see." He pointed at her. Lightbulbs dancing around in his head. " ... you might save the day actually. It may put your boss in jail."
" Anything." She told him. " You're more than I thought you were. I thought you were some boy, but you said those words, and then you ...came back for me."
" It was a coincedence." He scratched his hair trying to think of an explanation.
" Thank you mister." her red eyes were so definite, and serious. Her lips so divine. He saw the cut that she was given and put his hand there to stop the bleeding.
A dangerous move? No. She trusted him.
As she moved over to kiss him he only accepted it for a few seconds.
" Sweet, but I think we should be getting out of here."
The next morning
Tidus waited. sitting on the sidewalk dribbling under his legs and checking his watch. The boy was late! The nerve of him. He had called his lawyer already, and they had business to discuss! Jecht was still bitching, and his mom Fakami was trying to keep the house settled by serving her husband some breakfast snacks to calm his nerves. Tidus never revealed any of the news about his plans to switch teams. It stayed silent and tense in the house so he went out to get air. Actually he went outside to wait for his savior to return. Yuna came out with two mugs of coffee wearing only a bra her jumpsuit pants, and running sneakers handing Tidus his mug and trying to get her baby tee on.
" Aren't you an earlybird today? You even got me breakfast. Caffiene with nothing else." He gave her a morning kiss " Bingo. You guessed my favorite meal besides steak, with cigarettes."
" I was up early praying for us you know." she sat down beside him loading batteries into her sport walkman and trying to get a handle of every single object she brought out before throwing the headphone ring around her neck and turning up to look at Tidus again. " I guess I feel so much better because I know you wouldn't try to do anything crazy. It makes it a lot easier on me."
" How many times have you had to deal with those broken promises?" He asked folding his hands under his chin as he sat indian style looking at her directly. Her hair blowing in the wind. He could see that it was kind of hard for her to say. Her face came down.
" Hundreds of times." She looked up at him briefly giving a light chuckle that died off rather quick " Some of them saw me as only their interest for one night. I mean to think about all the shit a man would go through with my parents to go on a date you would think that he would try to commit a little longer? I could see their eyes staring me down. Like vultures. Whenever we went somewhere fancy. They were bug eyed. Kind of like the wolves that keep watching you, and are always just waiting to strike whenever you look at them? You know what I mean right?"
" Yeah." Tidus agreed listening closely.
" One of them was like seventy nine years old. It was one night after I graduated, and we were having a family dinner at Red Lobster. He was talking to me with subtle words like he wanted to bang me up. I swear it was so disgusting.I'm like 'Yeah. You might want to travel back in time oh say 45 years, and I'll think about it.'"
" I hate it when the geezers start coming after you." Tidus said as she laughed "There was this deranged old woman that wanted me to sign her ass after the game against the Bucks. Thank God the cameras didn't catch it."
" Did you sue?" Yuna asked
" No. That's what you women do. Taking people's money." he criticized with an edge of humor in his voice. " For me with the luxury I got that's like..oppresion you know? Mama always taught me respect. To put up with whatever comes, and know your rights from wrongs."
" Whats the matter? You don't want to get a little richer every now and then?"
" Yuna...I am rich, not greedy. They're two different things."
She lay her head against his shoulder as they looked down the street. The bodyguard at the gate 'Henry' began chuckling.
" You think the gezeer story is so sick and funny Henry?" Tidus challenged "Don't think I forgot about the incident when you were with the secret service pinning down that naked dude who was throwing eggs at the president's motorcade."
" You were talking about old people. That was a sick person. Besides if I turned chicken it would've been bad on my report."
" I think it's bad enough you were caught on camera." Yuna suggested and they both cracked up. They hadn't laughed like this in a long time.
" Boss." Barthello tapped Tidus's shoulder
" Wzup?"
" They're here."
" Yess yess yess yess yess- Ulp- HEY!" When Tidus saw them he was genuinely ticked off.
" I wait up for the longest hour of my life calling you last night and you're out getting laid with some girl?! For SHAME child!!" He didn't say her name because he knew very well who she was
Same guy in the black Woodstock T shirt. Heavy Levi's b-boy jean shorts that went far below the knees in vans skater's sneakers and an LA Dodgers cap-yep it was him. Lulu coming out the other side.
" Explain." Tidus crossed his arms and tapped his left foot repeatedly.
" Tell him." Drake coaxed her
" But it's so..revealing." She turned back to look at Drake.
" I'll go first okay? RememberI've got your back no matter what okay?"
" Okay." She agreed.
" I think we've got a better witness in our corner. She works over there so her eyes have seen enough to help us."
" Genius." Tidus slapped his forehead. "Although it'll make debate about why were bringing two of our witnesses here."
" Simple. I passed by, and thought 'Oh my God it's Tidus's mansion' and started indulging in the act of taking photos, and got caught, and she...well...look at her."
She was a runaway all right. It could be seen from the bruises and cuts on her body. Thoughts running back to her mind they were fresh in her head. Images of his slaps. The gun in her mouth to the point she couldn't take it anymore. She looked around at everyone and broke down crying.
" It's over. You're all right." Drake held her, and wiped the tears from her face, but they kept coming " Ssssh. It's over. Okay?"
Rikku tuned on the radio. Singing to Weezer as she checked to see if the money was still in the register. Her first big break and it felt great. She got on prime time too! Her days managing this little joint were coming to an end but she'd miss it with all of her heart. There was history over here. Cid was a technology buff who had gotten her started with the money, and a fund to bring her outlet to life, and girls hung out over here all the time. Boys would come in the mens section looking for something really fly for a date. If she ever did a hollywood bio in the future. This would be a key place to visit. Okay all the stuff was there. None of her lesser employees had gotten sneaky. Her and Brother and gotten a pretty reliable roster this time. Pacce and his brother Maroda worked 40 hours a week, and sometimes it got real monotonous but whenever 'miss future fame' came throug the door, their enthusiasm kicked back in and they were selling. Things were good, maybe the two youngsters could manage the place with the help of the new guy who wanted to buy it out. She grabbed her guitar case slinging it around one shoulder, and hearing her brothers honk the horn outside the door. " I' m coming." She ran over and jumped in the backseat. They all patted their little sis's head. They were the only family left that she had.
The crowd yelled for Kimahri to take off the mask. Triple H was out bleeding by the edge of the ring. The audience was jumping up and down trying to imitate his trademark finisher move. The 'jump', but they figured he was like Kane. He always wanted to remain that 7 foot tall mystery of the WWE. He stepped down from the ring. The same eerie dark breakbeat that was his theme song filled the arena. He walked out holding the title belt on his shoulder as he came to the top of the entrance he turned back to look at everyone. The entire McMahon alliance came crashing at him like a squad of bulls sending him to the ground. The song stopped, and the audience jeered at the ones who blindsided him, and began to beat down on him with chairs.
That was when they truly witnessed the amazing strength of a Ronso. He almost lifted four of them up in his acsencion and broke out of their grasp. They flew back into the side railing. Kimahri dove back down the ramp and let fire with a harsh seed cannon that blew all of the wrestlers away. Chris Jericho screaming in amazement through his announcer's headset only bringing more drama to this amazing feat. Biran and Yenke stood on the top of the ramp to welcome their brave brother. Even though he wasn't as big as them, he surely was packing some power, and hidden energy within that body of his. They held hands and raised them to the crowd the same way he did with the referee. The crowds' cheers didn't let up. It was one of the most amazing feats in the history of professional wrestling. He not only KO'ed one or two or four but eight of his enemies. That was almost an entire range of possible threats eliminated, and it would make room for heavy grudges in the the future. Yeah. In his profession. In the locker room in was all love, booze, and spandex, but he didn't wear any. No one really knew that the mask was permanent but what human could explain his case? He'd simply live under such a story from life till death, and never take it off. He wondered how long he could go with this story, but it was painful to know he was not human. Well what was he? Could him and his brothers do this forever? How could he stil get with women, and still have fur? Maybe he should've been in a zoo, but God was good to this little ronso family. He guessed.....
Kay. 'm done. REVIEW PLEEEZZE. Me want more reeder m'pinons guys. I promise m gonna have sumthn dramatic..para el' capitulo proximo. ( for the next chapter...sorry bout that. My word processor won't even put in the proper accents for other languages yet either) it sucks. Anyways the trials are next and the entire cast should meet each other soon. By the way Crystal Eyes thanks for your suggestions, and Neo Replica wherever you are.