Kanashii Shi
Illustrious Sorrow

Disclaimer- I don't own Fake. I don't own any of the characters. * Ryo smacks author on the head * 'Of course you don't, if you did, why would you be writing this for free?' *Author Shrugs *

I realize I forgot the disclaimer last time, so this one stands for the first chapter as well.

This chapter is dedicated to rosiel1985! My only reviewer. Thanks a lot to you! I give you many, many cookies.

Chapter 2

Bikky and Dee exchanged puzzled looks that Ryo couldn't see, since he was still looking at the bedsheets. "How could your dreams cause you to have a bad past? And what does that have to do with the reporters?" Ryo sighed. "When I was little, I used to have dreams that would." "That would what?" "Come true." Ryo's voice was so quiet, Dee had to strain to hear it.

Dee looked at Ryo, his mouth hanging open. "Did you just say that you had a bad life because you had dreams that came true?" Ryo's head nodded. "Ryo, that's-that's impossible." "I wish it was." Ryo sounded miserable. "You're serious, aren't you?" "Yes."

Dee flopped into a chair. "Well, what else?" "Once.I told my friend not to go swimming, because he was going to drown in the next few days. He laughed it off and didn't listen. Two days later, while he was swimming, he drowned. Right in front of the lifeguard. Later on, my teacher told my friends mother what I had said to him and the mother told the newspaper. My family had to move because people would bother me all the time. That was only the first time. That time I wasn't hurt, but other times I was.

"In one town, I was shot, in another, burned, another, beaten, another cut, and it happened several times. We moved a total of eleven times before I was eighteen and they were killed in a car accident. I was there but I survived. I haven't had a dream since that accident and now they're returning. The reason I don't like reporters is because every time I had a dream and tried to help the person I dreamed about, the reporters would make it known and if the person died, then we would have to move again."

Ryo stopped talking. He had told his tale and now waited for what Dee and Bikky would say. There was a long uncomfortable silence before Bikky stood up and sat on Ryo's bed, hesitantly wrapping his arms around the man's neck. Ryo stiffened, but didn't move away.

"Ryo.Don't worry. If you haven't had any dreams since that accident then those reporters won't write anything like that about you. Right?" "Wrong. Each time an article was written about me and my dreams, the report would include all the other times I had had dreams. Reporters do good research, they'll find everything again. And, the dreams have begun again."

"Who is it Ryo?" "I-I can't say." "Are we back to this again? Tell us Ryo. Maybe we can do something." "No, the only person who can do anything is me. I can inform the victims and I will. Then I will see what I can do with the clues in my dreams."

"Tell us who it is." "It is.the both of you." Bikky stiffened next to Ryo and Dee let out a strangled sound. "Ryo? Ryo, am I going to die?" Asked Bikky, sounding slightly tearful. "Not if I can piece together the clues and I will. I've saved most of the people in my dreams. The ones who believed me anyway." "What are the clues you have?"

"A riddle and few random sentences. The riddle is:

Trouble lies hidden, In future in golden skin, Death of a boy finds it.

Soft, powdered like snow, Dangerous, death wrapped in bliss, Protect the one child.

Injured one, protect, Least your family fall prey, Take heed of warnings.

Also, something about a cameo, and Bikky learning the answer. Other then that, I don't know what the riddle means. I've assumed that it means that there is trouble coming, and that it will be revealed with the death of a boy. Not Bikky. I can't figure out what the second verse is, other than that the one child is Bikky. I am in injured one in the last verse and I have to solve the riddles so that you stay alive."

"Well, I'm sure we'll figure it out, I have no intention of dying anytime soon." "You aren't worried?" "Nah, we'll figure it out. Ryo, can I ask you something?" "Yeah." "In your dreams.how did we die?" "I don't want to answer that." Said Ryo, his face suddenly pale. Dee noticed this and for once dropped the subject; not sure he wanted to know.

"Well, you'll have to talk to the reporters eventually. If only one for a minute, just so that they'll leave you alone. Tomorrow they'll have moved onto something else and you can go on with life." "I hope you're right." "Now, which one would you like to talk to?" "I don't care. Whichever you pick. The most honest one I guess."

"I'll be right back." Dee left the room, leaving Ryo and Bikky alone. "Bikky, you will not die. Everyone who has believed me has lived. I promise I'll protect you." Bikky nodded, obviously still frightened. "Bikky, whatever you do, stay out of alleys. Especially if you are being chased. Do you understand?" "Yes." Bikky stayed sitting there, with his arms around Ryo, and didn't move when Dee entered with the reporter.

"Hello, Mr. Maclean. Haven't seen you for awhile." **End of Chapter**