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Aching Desire
(Nagareboshi 3)
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 18 – Missing.
"Ryuichi!" I shouted in relief as I laughed until I cried while I died into his warm arms. He smiled softly as he looked down at me and kissed my forehead.
"Where were you?" He had asked me while running his fingers through my hair.
"Touma-san said you were coming back early so I came rushing to Tokyo." I huffed and puffed as I shook my head.
There was something wrong with this whole situation though. I just couldn't pinpoint what it was.
But I know this has happened…
His eyes could never lie to me. Ryuichi would never lie to me-
"Tatsu…" his voice trailed off as my eyes opened to a changed tone saying, "I'll never forgive you."
I looked up to his face as my hands continued to tremble and grab his jacket.
"If I can't have you, Tatsuha. I'll give up everything," he said as he shook his head with a confused expression.
He pushed me away as I fell to the ground and scraped my elbows in the process. I was so shocked, the only thing I could say was, "Ryuichi…?"
"Goodbye, Tatsuha."
I stopped breathing as the scene turned into the balcony of his beach house. And I watched him get on the ledge and turn around to smile at me. I couldn't move and my voice had been muted.
So, all I could do was watch that serene smile in which its coldness chilled my bones.
"Predilection…" his mouth moved as his eyes closed slowly.
And he jumped into the ocean.
"RYUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!"
"Tatsuha-san? Tatsuha-san?" a voice said.
"Ryu?" My eyes blinked as tears fell to the sides but I couldn't make out anything. "Ryu? Where is Ryu?"
I only called him that when I felt like a lost little kid…
As I was feeling that at that very moment…
"I'm sorry, Tatsuha-san," Makoto's voice answered from the front of the car.
I sighed as my head shot up from the car seat. I looked around and was happy nothing had happened to Ryuichi.
Yet.
Knowing him, he'd be looking for me this very minute. I was just more scared at what he'd do to get me back than where I was being driven to at the moment.
"Where are you taking me, Makoto-san?" I harshly asked as I eyed him through the rear-view window. Bitterly, I wanted to spit into it because I didn't even want to talk to him.
But, I needed a hint.
Any hint.
Silence.
"You owe me one, Makoto-san. From that time. You actually owe me twice as much." I lowered my eyes. "I'm not the only one who is going through this."
His eyes averted themselves from the mirror as he said, "That girl's home."
"What girl's home?" I asked incredulously.
"The one you used to be friend's with."
"I had lots of girls who wanted to be my friends." I laughed. My eyes blinked as I also answered, "Boys too. And all for the wrong reasons."
"No, _that_ girl. The Nittle Grasper fan. The one whose pigtails we always pulled and she'd get upset about it."
"Tsuki?!" I shouted.
He nodded. "I couldn't tell you in the other car because it was being monitored."
"And what about this one."
He smiled to himself as he patted the leather seat next to him. "My custom, baby."
I started to laugh as an overwhelming sense of relief fell over me. "Ah, Makoto-san…"
"Thought I would betray a kid that I treat like my little brother," he laughed as he smirked through the rear view window. "You've got a lot to learn about the world, Tatsuha-san."
I sighed in relief as I hit his shoulder lightly. "God…I thought my father really had you on his side."
There's still a chance…
I still have a chance…
He rolled his eyes as he handed me a cel phone. While looking at the road, he said, "Don't look too obvious. Since we're being followed by your father, I can't drive you back. But what you can do is page Seguchi Touma-san. He's been calling my cel, but I can't exactly call him back."
I looked at the cel phone before me. "You have one message," I said.
"Open it. It's Seguchi's."
I put the volume up and it was as if everything became silent at that moment as his icy voice said, "Hello Makoto-san, it's me. I'm relieved that Tatsuha's with you and not the bastard." Straight to the point and concise as ever he continued, "You owe me and I'm asking you a favor right _now_. I don't care what you do, but you must get Tatsuha back here as soon a possible."
There was a silence.
Makoto then sighed as he turned the street corner saying, "We're almost there."
Touma's voice became very scary as if were going to kill everything in his path as he said,
"Ryuichi is missing."
To be continued.
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Author's note: Sorry this is very very long, but I hope you will be patient with me even if this will take some time to finish with many chapters to go. * smiles *
It's getting almost too dramatic, but I thank you for the support. I know my writing needs a lot of work and I try to be long about it, but I also think that if I write too much, it might turn a reader off. Sometimes that has happened to me and I get distracted. * sighs *
So again, thank you for your support. I believe I know where I'm going with the fic. I just hope I won't get jumped for going on a ledge on what I'm going to do.
Aching Desire
(Nagareboshi 3)
by Miyamoto Yui
Chapter 18 – Missing.
"Ryuichi!" I shouted in relief as I laughed until I cried while I died into his warm arms. He smiled softly as he looked down at me and kissed my forehead.
"Where were you?" He had asked me while running his fingers through my hair.
"Touma-san said you were coming back early so I came rushing to Tokyo." I huffed and puffed as I shook my head.
There was something wrong with this whole situation though. I just couldn't pinpoint what it was.
But I know this has happened…
His eyes could never lie to me. Ryuichi would never lie to me-
"Tatsu…" his voice trailed off as my eyes opened to a changed tone saying, "I'll never forgive you."
I looked up to his face as my hands continued to tremble and grab his jacket.
"If I can't have you, Tatsuha. I'll give up everything," he said as he shook his head with a confused expression.
He pushed me away as I fell to the ground and scraped my elbows in the process. I was so shocked, the only thing I could say was, "Ryuichi…?"
"Goodbye, Tatsuha."
I stopped breathing as the scene turned into the balcony of his beach house. And I watched him get on the ledge and turn around to smile at me. I couldn't move and my voice had been muted.
So, all I could do was watch that serene smile in which its coldness chilled my bones.
"Predilection…" his mouth moved as his eyes closed slowly.
And he jumped into the ocean.
"RYUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!"
"Tatsuha-san? Tatsuha-san?" a voice said.
"Ryu?" My eyes blinked as tears fell to the sides but I couldn't make out anything. "Ryu? Where is Ryu?"
I only called him that when I felt like a lost little kid…
As I was feeling that at that very moment…
"I'm sorry, Tatsuha-san," Makoto's voice answered from the front of the car.
I sighed as my head shot up from the car seat. I looked around and was happy nothing had happened to Ryuichi.
Yet.
Knowing him, he'd be looking for me this very minute. I was just more scared at what he'd do to get me back than where I was being driven to at the moment.
"Where are you taking me, Makoto-san?" I harshly asked as I eyed him through the rear-view window. Bitterly, I wanted to spit into it because I didn't even want to talk to him.
But, I needed a hint.
Any hint.
Silence.
"You owe me one, Makoto-san. From that time. You actually owe me twice as much." I lowered my eyes. "I'm not the only one who is going through this."
His eyes averted themselves from the mirror as he said, "That girl's home."
"What girl's home?" I asked incredulously.
"The one you used to be friend's with."
"I had lots of girls who wanted to be my friends." I laughed. My eyes blinked as I also answered, "Boys too. And all for the wrong reasons."
"No, _that_ girl. The Nittle Grasper fan. The one whose pigtails we always pulled and she'd get upset about it."
"Tsuki?!" I shouted.
He nodded. "I couldn't tell you in the other car because it was being monitored."
"And what about this one."
He smiled to himself as he patted the leather seat next to him. "My custom, baby."
I started to laugh as an overwhelming sense of relief fell over me. "Ah, Makoto-san…"
"Thought I would betray a kid that I treat like my little brother," he laughed as he smirked through the rear view window. "You've got a lot to learn about the world, Tatsuha-san."
I sighed in relief as I hit his shoulder lightly. "God…I thought my father really had you on his side."
There's still a chance…
I still have a chance…
He rolled his eyes as he handed me a cel phone. While looking at the road, he said, "Don't look too obvious. Since we're being followed by your father, I can't drive you back. But what you can do is page Seguchi Touma-san. He's been calling my cel, but I can't exactly call him back."
I looked at the cel phone before me. "You have one message," I said.
"Open it. It's Seguchi's."
I put the volume up and it was as if everything became silent at that moment as his icy voice said, "Hello Makoto-san, it's me. I'm relieved that Tatsuha's with you and not the bastard." Straight to the point and concise as ever he continued, "You owe me and I'm asking you a favor right _now_. I don't care what you do, but you must get Tatsuha back here as soon a possible."
There was a silence.
Makoto then sighed as he turned the street corner saying, "We're almost there."
Touma's voice became very scary as if were going to kill everything in his path as he said,
"Ryuichi is missing."
To be continued.
--
Author's note: Sorry this is very very long, but I hope you will be patient with me even if this will take some time to finish with many chapters to go. * smiles *
It's getting almost too dramatic, but I thank you for the support. I know my writing needs a lot of work and I try to be long about it, but I also think that if I write too much, it might turn a reader off. Sometimes that has happened to me and I get distracted. * sighs *
So again, thank you for your support. I believe I know where I'm going with the fic. I just hope I won't get jumped for going on a ledge on what I'm going to do.