Letters Of Black
By: Atsureki
Disclaimers : Wiess ain't mine!
Warnings : AU, Yaoi, OCC, angst.
Notes : Stuff written in Italic are thoughts, the little voice you sometimes hear in your head, letters, lyrics, rhymes.
This is AU so some stuff is a bit diffrent but should still be familier. Pasts have been change to fit the story though.
I got a review that said that the poison I'm using here is arsenic and not cyanide. Sorry that's not correct. Cyanide doesn't taste like bitter almond it just has a very pungent smell of it. *nods* I wouldn't have said that it was cyanide if I hadn't checked it out first. Over here in Sweden we call it cyan ((CN)2) though but it still ain't arsenic since that's an element, number 33 to be exact. *nods* After reading a bit about cyanide I found that the stuff used here is most likely Potassiumcyanide (KCN) which is extremely toxic. Oh dear I better stop babbling about this now. Gomen gomen.
Chapter 12. Green Envy
The report in Omi's hands had confirmed Ran's suspicions. Nakata had been poisoned by cyanide and after the police had examined Ken's bottle they had concluded that the sportdrink had contained the poison. The whole thing made the brunette's skin crawl.
His stalker was serious, deadly serious with his threats which not only were directed at Ken but also at Ran. Shuddering the soccer-player looked at his lover. The redhead's face was hard and serious while he spoke quietly with Omi. What would happen to Ran if the maniac succeeded?
What would happen to him if the psycho killed Ran? Ken shuddered and wrapped his arms around himself. No, he wouldn't think things like that. The redhead would protect him and Ken would protect his lover the best he could.
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A few hours after Yoji and Omi had left, the brunette made a feeble attempt at cooking dinner. With an amused smile on his lips Ran watched his lover. Ken wasn't a bad cook it was just that he had a hard time concentrating on food when the redhead was so close and not wearing a shirt, still damp from taking a shower. At least he didn't burn down the place, much. The little grease fire was put out quickly and a blushing, pretty damn embarrassed Ken started cleaning up. A pair of soft pale hands stopped him.
"Forget the mess koi. Let's go out instead," Ran suggested and pulled the brunette into his arms. Ken had no objections even though he wondered if it really was safe for them to just stroll outside. But then the redhead was a professional bodyguard so they probably had nothing to worry about. Together they left Ran's apartment.
It wasn't until they started to walk down the lively street that Ken started to realize just how many flaws his relationship with Kase had had. The redhead was not a man who flaunted his emotions and still Ken got more affection from him than he had ever gotten from Kase.
As they crossed the street Ran took the brunette's hand in his, intwining their fingers. It was such a simple gesture but it meant so much to Ken. People around them noticed the two males and some stared, glanced, whispered, pointed or just smiled but Ran either didn't notice or didn't care. He just continued walking while his thumb slowly caressed the skin between Ken's thumb and index-finger.
With Kase their relationship had always been very hush-hush. His former lover had never showed him affection in public and to Ken's dismay he also realized that Kase never had shown him any tenderness. Why had he never seen that before? For some reason he had convinced himself that what he had had with Kase had been perfect and now with Ran the flaws, cracks and rough edges surfaced.
Frowning to himself the brunette leaned slightly against his lover's tall frame. How could he have been so stupid to think that Kase had loved him, or even cared for him? He had submitted to his old lover because that was what Kase had demanded. But why had he done it so willingly?
Ken frowned slighty again. Because he wanted someone to love him so badly? Yes, maybe that was why but Kase had never loved him and the brunette was seriously starting to question if he had ever loved the man who later betrayed and tried to kill him.
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He was fuming with anger as he watch his Ken and that damn bodyguard walk down the street. How dared that redhead touch HIS property?! He snarled and stalked after them on stiff legs. The redhead had to go! He had fucked up when he had tried to kill Ran and that made him furious. Well better luck next time! He would make sure that the redhead wouldn't live much longer. Ken was his to own, take, even kill if he wanted to.
A part of him was glad that his attempt to kill the brunette had failed but it also annoyed him to the core. Since that damn bodyguard had showed up nothing had gone the way he had planed it but things were going to change, soon. Ken had been scared, almost ready for him to pick like a ripe fruit and then Ran had entered the picture.
How could the brunette fall for someone like that? It didn't matter Ken would be his, always his, never Ran's. Nakata's death had been pointless but at least he had proven that he was serious. At first he had never meant to kill anyone at all but Kase had had to go. That man was bad for his darling Ken so he had gotten rid of him.
It was a shame that the brunette had suffered so badly from the death of his former lover and friend though. Two years ago he would have done anything to keep him love from harm but Ken was so damn stubborn. Why couldn't he see that he was loved, desired, wanted? The two lovers entered a restaurant and he stayed outside. He couldn't risk getting caught, not when he was so close to wrapping up his plan. But oh how the jealously burned inside of him along with the hate for Ran.
Well it didn't really matter. The redhead would soon be dead and then he would take Ken, claim him as his own, ravage those sweet lips he had tasted so many times. He was seriously pissed off that his trick with the brunette's bedroom had been discovered because those nightly visits meant so much to him. All those nights when he had snuck into Ken's bedroom and touched, tasted, smelled his soon to be lover.
He could have taken the soccer-player with force but that wasn't what he wanted. Ken was going to come to him out of his own free will, submit to him. Smiling grimly to himself he turned around and headed back to the redhead's apartment. It was time to leave another little gift. He left the black envelope on the bed and decorated it with his gift.
When he was satisfied it looked the way he wanted he left just as quietly as he had entered. No locks could stand in his way and his trusty laptop kept on feeding him bits and pieces about Ran's past. He made a quick stop in the kitchen before he finally walked out from the apartment and locked the door behind him.
People would be surprised if they knew how many tricks he had picked up over the years. Smirking to himself he stopped beside the redhead's car. With a screw-driver he carved a little message on the white hood. There he was all done for the night, now all he had to do was go home and wait patiently.
No wait. He stopped and growled to himself. He couldn't go home yet. First he had another visit to make. Someone was on to him and that person would have to go! After having lit a cigarette the tall black-clad man strolled up the street humming to himself.
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In the restaurant Ken and Ran talked quietly as they ate. The brunette told the story about Kase, about how that man had crushed him with his words. How Ken had crumbled, failing his career. Then the bitter tale about being hit by that car slipped out.
He had been completely numb as he had stood in the middle of the street watching how his former lover sped towards him with a grim smile on his face. But Kase hadn't been satisfied. He had kidnapped the brunette from his apartment and taken him to some unknown place where he had mocked and played with him for hours before his rage took over.
"He was so jealous of my career, my friends and my family," Ken said quietly. "I still don't understand why though. I mean I offered him everything I had. His envy drove him insane I guess. When he stabbed me he was laughing and crying at the same time. I don't even think he was Kase anymore, his voice was so strange and his eyes so different. At one point I blackened out from the pain and when I woke up I could see Kase lying in a pool of his own blood. He looked at me and told me that he would wait for me in hell. There was blood everywhere and he looked so horrific, sliced to pieces. Ran I don't remember doing that to him, I've tried so hard but I just can't remember." The redhead hugged his lover's hand and gently stroke him over the back.
"Ken you didn't kill Kase. Remember what the rhyme said? 'I could have killed him you know. It would have been the second in a row'. That psycho killed Kase, not you. I think he believes that he loves you, he's obsessed with you Ken." The brunette shuddered and moved closer to Ran. With his amethyst eyes soft and caring the redhead wrapped his arm around his lover's shoulders. "I'm not going to let him get you."
Their faces were so close that Ken couldn't resist the urge to lean forward just a little so that their lips touched. The kiss was gentle, slow and it wiped away the last tiny shred of doubt the brunette had left. He knew now, he didn't have to wonder anymore, that he was deeply in love with Ran.
The past no longer mattered because his broken heart had been glued back together and he had given it to the redhead, along with the complete trust he hadn't been able to give to anyone for so long.
~TBC~
Okay that psycho bastered needs to get lost *shudders* He's been drooling over Ken when he sleeps! How rude not to mention freaky! *shudders more* EAK!
Hm I wonder what he left on the bed and just what did he do to Ranners car? Grr We'll have to wait and see ne? *G* Ja/Atsureki