Letters Of Black

By: Atsureki

Disclaimers : Wiess ain't mine!

Warnings : AU, Yaoi, OCC, angst, druguse, blood and stuff.

Notes : Stuff written in Italic are thoughts, the little voice you sometimes hear in your head, letters, lyrics, rhymes. //Italic// idicates memories, flashbacks.

This is AU so some stuff is a bit diffrent but should still be familier. Pasts have been change to fit the story though.

Now I can't seem to stop putting colors in the names of the chapters *whines* Crap! Let's see how long I can handle this?

And a huge thank you and glomps to all my reviewers!!! You ppl are the best ever!!! *hands you all candy and copies of the photo of a newly showered naked Kenken*

Chapter 4. Blue Past

Ken pulled his trembling arms away from himself. He was embarressed at the way he had reacted but he just couldn't deal with blood. The shear sight of blood had caused him to flip out completely ever since… since… Ken shuddered. This was not the time to travel down memory lane.

To pull away from the parts of his life that he rather forget the brunette looked up. Since the redhead had left him to check out the bedroom Ran hadn't said a word. The black envelope in those alabaster hands caused the soccer-player to shudder again.

"H… he left another one?" Ken studdered and cursed himself for being such a stammering moron.

"Aa," came the callous answer. The brunette mentally gave himself a few slaps and rose from the couch.

"It was a cat, ne?"

"Aa."

"He's going to kill me, isn't he?" Ken asked and to his surprise he found his voice firm almost as if he had accepted that he was gonna die by the hands of some maniac. Amethyst eyes looked into his showing nothing but blandness.

"Hn." The brunette gritted his teeth.

"Aa," he said with all the mocking he could fit into the short replacement for a real word. Ran's eyes narrowed dangerously. Okay so it was a bad idea to piss his bodyguard off but dammit how hard could it be to use real words that actually meant something? "Is it still in there?" He wanted to go back to bed but not as long as there was any sign of that mutilated cat-body.

"A… Yes." Ken smiled at how the redhead changed his answer.

"Ran?"

"Aa." Oh well so much for real words, Ken muttered inside at the familier answer. "You won't be able to sleep in there until someone cleans up the blood."

"What do you mean? It was just on the bed, wasn't it?" Ran gave him a callous glance and shook his head.

"It's all over the walls," he answered slowly. Ken closed his eyes. His bedroom was covered in blood? That was just wonderful! Like his life hadn't contained enough blood already?

"Who is doing this Ran? Why is he after me? What did I do wr… wrong." He had asked that last question before, to someone else, and that had been the beginning of his personal hell. Ken winced and felt how he was pulled back to the past.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

//"What did I do wrong?" Ken asked and sadly looked at the man before him. He didn't understand.

"Doesn't matter Kenken."

"But Kase…" he tried and was silenced by a hard look from his lover.

You didn't really think I loved you, did you Kenken?" Kase smirked and bore his eyes Ken's.

"But you…"

"Poor little naïve Kenken. I used you, played you, fucked you and you never had a clue," Kase laughed with pity in his voice. "You're too trusting koi, too easily fooled by others, too weak. But you were a good fuck, I'll give you that much." Ken sank down on the couch and shook his head in disbelief. Had it all been a game to Kase? The brunette whimpered. He had trusted Kase completely, given his heart and soul to the man who now mocked him.

"I don't believe you!" His lover snickered at that and cocked his head to the left.

"Don't you understand that I used you to get into the J-league? Come on Kenken you can seriously tell me you thought I would settle for a lover who's as plain and pathetic as you are?" The condecending words tore his heart apart.

"What did I do wrong?" he asked for the second time and sounded just as pathetic as Kase had accused him of being.

"Life isn't fair, and being as naïve and stupid as you are, you might want to get used to it," Kase snorted without really answering Ken's question. "People have been walking all over you for years and I just thought I would enlighten you about it." That was enough! Ken's brown eyes flared.

"Fuck you Kase! No wonder you had to use me to get into the team! You can't tell the ball from your own ass! Do you have any idea of how much shit I've been forced to eat just so that you wouldn't get thrown out?" Kases eyes narrowed dangerously at that.

"Be careful with what you say Kenken, you don't want me as your enemy!" Ken snorted.

"Well you did a shitty job at being my lover I doubt you'd do a better job at being my enemy."

"You've known me for most of your life but you could never tell that I hate you! I have always hated you Kenken and one day you'll learn just how much," Kase almost purred before he left the apartment where they had lived for over a year.//

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ken pulled away from the memory and closed his eyes. Kase had proven how he felt alright and he had caused Ken so much pain, humiliation and had been the source of so many nightmares. It seemed like everything in his life that had ever gone wrong was linked to his former lover and friend.

Kase had destroyed him, his career, his relationship with his family, his life. Fighting against the tears that were surfacing the brunette shook his head. Whoever was behind the letters and threats had caused it all to come back to him.

"Hidaka?!" Ken snapped his head up and looked at Ran who was glaring at him.

"Gomen, what did you say?" he asked and let out a tired sigh.

"I said, take two of these pills and go back to sleep," the redhead said coldy and put a bottle in the brunette's hands.

"But I…"

"Take the bed in the guestroom," Ran interrupted him. Since he was so tired Ken did as he was told.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Ran watched his client swallow the pills and head for bed again. Ken had been thinking about something and Ran was willing to bet his life that it was about Kase. It concerned him a lot that the strong-looking soccer-player looked so beaten. The redhead scowled at himself. This was business nothing more! He couldn't afford to fall into personal feelings… again. Cursing himself he picked up the envelope and read the rhyme again.

"Ken's mine," he read out loud and frowned. What did that mean? Mine as in mine to have, or mine as in mine to kill? Ran frowned harder. The threats were serious, that much he understood and he also understood that whoever was behind them wasn't going to be easy to catch. His cellphone started vibrating in his pocket so he picked it up. "Aa."

"Ran-kun?" The redhead recognized Omi's voice and sat down.

"Aa."

"I have the information you wanted, but…" Omi hesitated for a moment. "Hidaka Ken is your client, isn't he?"

"Aa," Ran answered and frowned so hard he knew he was going to get a headache.

"I strongly suggest that we meet. I don't like what I found out at all." The tone in Omi's voice was enough to inform Ran that this was serious.

"Has Yoji left yet?"

"Iie."

"Go with him then and come up, apartment 306."

"Will do Ran-kun. We should be there in about half an hour or so," Omi said and hung up.

"What did he do to you Ken?" the redhead asked the silent apartment.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The redhead handed the shorter one of the two blondes the six envelopes and sat down. Omi flipped through the photos and frowned when he read the messages on them.

"I think we should sweep the apartment for bugs," he said after a moment.

"You have a real nutcase here Fujimiya," Yoji muttered and lit a cigarette. "The thing in the bedroom was disgusting!" Ran took the smoke from the lanky blonde and stubbed it out in one of the plants.

"I just don't understand how he could know so much about your past," Omi mumbled and put down the photos. "How did he know about your connection with Abyssinian?"

"Your guess is as good as mine," Ran said flatly and glared at Yoji who was reaching for his pack again. "No smoking in here Kudou!"

"You haven't changed much," the taller one of the two blonde growled but put away his cigarettes. "I would really like to know how he got inside that bedroom when you were just outside the door."

"Hn."

"Yoji has a point. It was extremely risky to go in there when both of you were in the apartment. However, I don't think this is some nutcase. Whoever the person is he's intelligent and obviously knows his way around," Omi sighed and narrowed his big blue eyes.

"What did you find about Kase?" Ran asked since he already was annoyed enough that he had allowed his client's enemy to walk around the apartment.

"Kochirou Kase grew up on the same street as Hidaka, they were friends at school and later played for the same team in the J-league. Kase joined after Hidaka and I don't think he was suppose to be there at all," Omi frowned and flipped through his notes. "I don't know all that much about soccer but from what I found Kase sucked at it." Ran narrowed his gem eyes and thought back to the conversation he had had with Ken in the locker-room.

"I think Ken and Kase were lovers," he said blandly and narrowed his eyes even more.

"Hm maybe Hidaka got Kase into the team?" Yoji suggested. "A little favour between lovers?"

"Hn," the redhead answered thoughtfully.

"Whatever went on between them they did share the same adress for about a year before things started going downhill for Hidaka," Omi said looked up.

"Downhill?"

"His preformance during games slumped and he started missing practises. It went on like that for a few months before Hidaka was suspended from the league for life. There were evidence that he had been betting on the games and losing them on purpose. It almost destroyed his life and the headlines in the news were huge. The media feasted on it like the vultures they are." Ran shuddered. 'But we finally made the news' that was what the lyrics had said. It was starting to really look like Kase was the one who wanted Ken dead.

"What about the incident?"

"Oh that," Omi mumbled and flipped through his notes to find what he was looking for. "About two years ago someone started to threaten Hidaka and then he was hit by a car. Hidaka was badly hurt but managed to identify the driver. It was Kase."

"Hm so where's Kase now?" Ran asked and was ready to run out the door to track down the man, who he was sure was behind the mess Ken was in, and kill him, slowly.

"He's dead." The redhead scowled. Well so much for his theory.

"Dead? Are you sure?"

"This is what I meant when I said that I didn't like what I found out," Omi said slowly and looked at Ran. "Ran-kun… Hidaka killed Kase."

TBC?

Kase you bastard! *growling*

I've gotten questions about what Ran, Omi and Yoji are working as and don't worry I'll tell you later on *nods* In the next chapter you'll also learn the whole mess Kase caused.

Oh and one more thing before I allow you to review *hint hint* Don't worry readers Ken isn't really fat *laffs* He's an athlete and as such I figured that even a pound of extra weight would make him feel like a blub of lard. I know quite a few soccer-players and they're like that at least. GOO ELFSBORG *cheers* Hrm sorry about that but they're doing so well at the moment.

And to fei… I will not give you any hints of who the sicko is *lol* I'm evil aren't I? *glomps you* Ja/Atsureki