Parallel

Chapter 2: Impossible News

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Three days had gone by and whole world din't care less about the thing that perplexed him. Aya had noted the disbelief of his teammates, parctically taking it as a joke. He was sane, perfectly sane and nobody cared anyway.

Today, he was surprised when Ken had knocked at his apartment door and brought up such subject.

"Ohayo, Aya-kun."

"What brings you here?" Aya's icy voice aked.

"Well, I was just thinking if you were interested. I just found about a newly opened park, just outside the city. I-I wanted to ask if you could come with me." Ken's voice quiver slightly as steely violet eyes looked directly on him, "Why not the others?" he asked, grabbing a book and began flipping its pages as he sat on his bed.

"Well, I guess they wouldn't appreciate such a quiet place. It's a beautiful, and serene garden as I've heared. Will you join me please? I'll take care of the entrance."

The red head gave a look at the brunette and gave nod of agreement. Ken smiled brightly, "Well? What are you waiting for? Come on!"

The next thing Aya knew that he was being dragged out of his apartment, down to the flower shop and out into the street.

"Where is that place?" Aya inquired, rummaging his pocket for his car's keys.

"A little beyond Kamagure road."

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The two had begun walking around the gardens full of flowers. Aya had realized why Ken told him it was outside the city. The garden was strategically located beyond that point to ensure stillness, away from the noise of the big city.

They had settled under the shade of a large tree. The scent of the air was intoxicating, iviting them both to a peaceful slumber. However, Ken still had something else to discuss.

Setting aside the idea of falling asleep, the took notice of the beautifully trimmed roses nearby. The deep shade of crimson suddenly reminded him of something.

The blood…

It was in brilliant contrast to the gray concrete…

Omi…was lying flat against it…lifeless…

However, Omi was alive in the company of Yohji. How did that happen?

"Aya, are you alright?" Ken's worried voice snapped Aya instantly from his reverie.  He raised a hand to tell Ken that he was okay.

"You actually look like bleak these three days. I'm kinda worried that's all."

"Worried?" hearing such a word made him think twice, was this true? Ken never told him that he was worried. "It is none of your business."

"Oh Aya-kun, Don't put up your 'I am tough as a nutcase' attitude. You should loosen up a bit."

He sighed. He had thought about that matter—he should do that.

Out of nowhere a loud gunshot ensued, more or less coming from the thick hedge. Bothe men were startled at the sound. It signalled something unpleasant. Impulsively, Ken was alredy tearing the path towards the theck bushes.

"Ken!" A sudden wave of fustration flowed into him, knowing that Ken would only get hurt. And the younger man wasn't even thinking about what he was doing.

Didn't he remember that he was unarmed? What can he do with an unknown opponent who was armed with a gun?

"Ken, stop!"

"I'll just check!"

A few meters in a clearing, past the hedge he heard a crisp yelp. Danger was already there and he didn't have choice but help him. Following the trail Ken ran, Aya reached the area where he was greeted by the scent of fresh blood. A prone figure of Ken lay down on the grass. A large rip on his side was revealed.

This wasn't real. But reality had betrayed him and he was holding Ken's body. A small gasp escaped from the victimized Ken saying under his breath all that he could, "Kid…kill…"

"KEN!"

Immediately he felt a surging anger, his mind was blzing and his eyes were stinging. He was spiteful as he saw the flowing scarlet on Ken's bleeding sides.

Red…

Interminable anger…

Seeing the immediate trail of blood left by the cold criminal. He followed again, it was easy for the fresh contrasted greatly with the greens. A few meters he was greeted by another hedge of tall shrubs of the garden. Blast it. It was a kid standing there, not noticing his arrival.

Startled and angry pair of violet eyes observed the kid in front. It noted the small hands covered with blood, though he tried to collect it using only his palms. It bothered him, the person who gruesomely hacked ken is only a kid about the age of fouteen.

Cautiously he gave a warning. "Stay where you are."

The boy, as he figured it by his appearance turned to face him and revealed a pale face accented with hair of burnt sienna and dazed, gray eyes. He raised one bloody hand and pointed at Aya.

"You see everything Ran, poor you. You saw another beloved slowly taken in your arms."

In the distance that separated them and the guards of the garden on feverish search were yells.

"Where was that?!"

"Beyond those bushes!"

"Surround the area!"

"Yes sir!"

Aya looked quite worried and turned immediately to see if the police was already there. It could bring him much more trouble if they see him with the kid.

"What are you looking for Ran?"

Aya's head snapped back only to find the boy gone. Where was the brat? He couldn't let him go away just like that.

"Looking for me?"

The boy was at his back, the voice told him so. Impossible. How did he slip behind him when the kid height was obtrusive enough not to be noticed. In a split-second he was bolting to knock out  the young boy.

He stood there, watching Aya bound towards him like a hungry wolf. He didn't budge and just kept his arms still behind him like everything was nothing. Again, he diappeared and Aya in disgust halted midway, only to be greeted by a sharp waepon tearing his flesh on his side.

Staggering backwards, he saw what had hut him so terribly. It was the kid again, now armed with a weapon that was very familiar to him.

Bugnuks.

Last thing he heard were men rushing towards him. Everything blacked and Aya was down.

--+

He his sundae in great contentment as he knew he had luckily persuaded someone he was very interested in. He stared at his fair and red-headed comapanion and gave an inward smile. He was about to contemplate on why suddenly his companion right now agreed to join him for a snack outside. The flowershop won't die anyway, Omi was still there. The boy would take care of everything even if Yohji te oldest of them four won't.

"You seem to like this place."

"I do. They serve great food. You know, especially when I was still in the league, we usually dropped here to eat or just hang out on a regular basis—"

His new cellphone had rung. Tood bad, of all moments why now?

He glanced and saw that his frien was sitting patiently, nodding to tell him to answer the call.

"Excuse me." He noted the name flashed on the bright blue screen of the phone and answered it, "Hello?"

His jaw dropped at the news. How come?

"Yohji, are you joking? Is this an idea of a joke?! I'm here with him! It's impossible that he is in the treatment facility! Aya is with me, he's actually taking coff—"

His sentence broke off as he glanced at the seat Aya was. However, Aya was  nowhere to be found. This is already turning crazy. Ken took the absurd news, that Aya was ripped and is now in their special treatment facility.

Very absurd…

~tbc.

A/N: Already confused? So am I. It's gonna be like an X-files episode gone haywire. Well, I already wrote the confusing plot in a notebook so I wouldn't get more befuddled. I hope you like this chapter as I enjoyed its quite graphical statements  :D (I doubt, I think it's an understatement)