AN: I'm back!! Couldn't write this unless mom wasn't home and I was too
lazy for the past few days. ^^ Hehe. Anyway, here's the chapter. I SWEAR
something happens here. Oh and Next chapter will be the end. I'm thinking
of writing an epilogue. AND since I wrote this so quickly, I might rewrite
it. Okay, now that I think about it, there'll probably be two more chapters
after this.. unlikely tho. As I was saying, epilogue will come after the
end .. sometime. Read on and enjoy folks! I want to thank EVERYONE for
sticking around and reading, but I'll do the whole, "I LOVE MY READERS TO
DEATH," thing in the very very end. Hehehe. Kk, I shut up now.
yoitzjgirl - Sorry bout the switching around, but I do it so the story sounds better. It's also hard to just stick to one person's perspective. At least its hard for me, lol. Yea, I'm just lazy, sorry tho, only three switches this chap and they aren't big skips. Thx for reviewing and correcting my grammar.
Lirpa! - Okay, okay, you'll get ur mental doode's perspective this time. He wants to kill Yuki cuz he blames her for the death of his sister. I think that's in the eight chapter. But I will explain further in the next chapter as well.
Celina - Hehe, thx ^^ I like twisting the plot too. Well, because of your many ideas before, I decided to do something that will make the readers more intrigued. So yes, anything can happen. We'll see next chap. That's like.. the final explanation. WHOO, that'll be a boring read, now that I think about it. LoL.
jestina - Makino won't kill Soijirou. Hehe, I'm not THAT evil. And ur right about the kidnapper not being who he seems. Cliff hangers are sooo fuuuun, tho, I just love torturing ppls minds. Okay, not, hehe, this chap doesn't have MUCH of a cliff hanger. ^^ Thx for the review!
Kara - Thank you for reviewing. Hehe, I'm glad u like my story. Read on!
ToinKs - wow, no sleep to write a story? Craziness.. hehe. I think I read ur valentine story! Thx for ur idea, I'll keep it in mind tho the story is coming to a close now. I suppose with NO hints whatsoever, it was frustrating for u guys. Sorry. ^^ And ur right about improving! So muchos thanks for all the advice and encouragement u've given me. ^^
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Disclaimer: Guess what? Pizza hut.. I don't own anything, k?
~*~*~*~ Ch. 11 Remembering You ~*~*~*~
[The POV you've all been waiting for. DUN DUN DUN!!]
A photo fell out of the book I had just taken off the shelf. I smiled softly, bending to retrieve the object, and placing it back into the box it came from.
I sighed as I stared at the colorful photos before me on the bed, scattered on the dark green sheets.
Yuki..
I fingered her photo. She was so beautiful, even at such a young age, with her short wavy hair, her large eyes and the smile that constantly lit up her face. People didn't understand her beauty, didn't understand her shyness. Only I did, and only I was willing to reach out and befriend the little girl back then whom I did not know could change my heart so.
My heart clenched as my eyes moved along the picture to the next person in a beautiful yellow sundress.. Ai, my little sister.
The worn photograph had been taken three years ago, on that fateful night. The last photograph taken of my sister. I sniffled, blinking to hold back the tears that prickled behind my eyelids.
My lovely little sister. She was so young.. so innocent and untouched by all the horrors and grieves of the world. Her death.. it drove into my mind, forced me to think of that day endlessly.
I'll put that behind me, however, and move on. I can't do anything to bring back my sister. For the time being, I'll settle for finding that sweet youth whom I was with on the rainy night.. Yuki.
[How's that? Happy now? Hehehe] [Um.. that POV was psycho killer boyfriend doode, for anyone who's confused.]
~*~*~*~*~*~ Nishikado
I looked out the window at the rain that had yet to cease its fall. The five of us, F4 and Makino, were tucked neatly into Tsukasa's car with Rui driving to Yamamoto Hiroaki's house.
Yamamoto Hiroaki. My fist clenched tightly and I glared down at it. What I would do with this fist when I meet that guy. Forget keeping my shirt clean, forget keeping my dignity intact. Yamamoto Hiroaki, when I meet you, you're going down.
"Do we have a plan?" Akira asked from the passenger side of the car.
Yea, the second I see him, he's history. That door opens, and I'm punching the first moving object I see. Unless it's Yamamoto's mother. In which case.. I'll probably go hit myself in the head.
The car was eerily silent. After a good minute or so, Akira attempted again. "I'm guessing that's a no."
"Well, we could.. ask him." Makino said tentatively.
I laughed bitterly. "What're you going to say? Huh? 'Excuse me, sir, but did you kidnap my best friend?'"
I earned a good punch on my head for that comment.
"Makino," Tsukasa said in a warm voice, and this rarely happens so either he's got a great line up his sleeve, or he's going to make a fool out of himself. Most likely, he'll just declare that he's the great Doumyouji and he'll beat the crap out of Yamamoto if it'll make Makino feel better. "We'll take care of it. We're the F4, don't under estimate us."
Yea, okay dude. I was beginning to have my doubts about beating this guy up. Frankly, if he did kidnap Yuki, he wouldn't just go home, would he? Unless he plans on keeping Yuki in his house. But if he doesn't, and we knock him unconscious or worse, then we'll never find Yuki.
"So, you basically don't have a plan, Tsukasa." Akira pointed out, getting a nice death glare from Tsukasa.
The car pulled up next to the curb of a modest apartment building and the five of us just sat there. We sat and stared until Rui opened the door and walked into the building. The rest of us filed out. Makino, finally blowing up with her supposed "weed power," yelled, "This is stupid. Let's get in there and kick some butt."
How like the Working Class Virgin to refrain from using swear words.
The three of us followed obediently through the doors that was somehow left open, through the elevator where Rui was waiting and stood there like stone statues as the slow moving box inched up the cable to stop at the Fifth floor. When the door finally opened again, Rui led the way to one of the doors on our left. Giving each of us a wry look, he reached out a hand, and knocked on the door.
Ever heard of the invention of a doorbell, genius? But now was not the time to point out these things.
After a few loud thumps, we heard footsteps and finally, the door was opened. Actually, it creaked opened a crack, and then the combined efforts of F4 threw the door open with almost enough force to wretch the door off its hinges. With the door wide open, we glared into the small room at.. nobody.
"You idiots!" Makino cried, she closed the door behind her as she stepped in and knelt down next to the man who had been slammed up against the wall when we .. uh.. helped him to open it. He must have been peering through the peephole to see who it was when we slammed the door open on him.
Yamamoto Hiroaki, the man wasn't even cute. He was average height, definitely no taller than any of the F4 and though he was older than us, he still held a childish air. There was no doubt in mind, however, that this man works out. I clenched my fist again, we were finally face to face with the very cause of Yuki's misery and we weren't just going to talk things out.
However, the second Yamamoto opened his eyes, Makino beat us to it and punched him with as much force as she could.
Yamamoto groaned before yelling out, "WTF are you doing?" He staggered to his feet and opened his mouth to deliver a string of insults but was cut short when he spotted the four before him. We stood there, glaring down at this puny 5'8" guy, prepared to give him hell.
And hell was much too good for him. I threw my fist at his face, feeling his nose crunch beneath my knuckles and my ring dig into his skin. Blood spewed from both wounds, but before he could react, Tsukasa had already delivered a blow to his stomach. Yamamoto doubled over and Rui brought his elbow crashing down on his back. He keeled over and collapsed on the floor, moaning.
Akira sighed. "Thanks a lot, guys, now I have nothing to do to him."
Makino, still shaking with anger, kicked him softly. "We just wanted to ask you, Yamamoto, if you happened to have kidnapped my best friend, Yuki?" Makino asked in the sweetest voice she could muster.
His eyes peeled open slowly and he blinked up at us. "Yuki?" He murmured.
"Let's be civilized adults and talk about this." Makino continued in her honeyed voice, gesturing at the rest of us to squat down on the floor by Yamamoto's barely conscious form.
"Bastard, talk. Do you have any idea who we are?" Tsukasa snarled.
Yamamoto's eyes flickered from one face to the other. "Doumyouji.. Hanazawa.. Mimasaki.. Nishikado.. but.. I don't know who you are."
"As I've said, I'm Yuki's best friend, Makino Tsukushi. Nice to meet you, bastard." Makino smiled cheerfully.
Yamamoto's eyes closed briefly. "Yuki.. kidnapped?"
"That's right. You kidnapped her you insane freak of nature." She answered.
All of a sudden, before any of us could respond, Yamamoto flung himself onto his feet and hurled out of the apartment.
DAMN, I cursed inwardly, Just when we were about to get some information out of him.
"!@#%!@$!" Tsukasa yelled.
We flew out the door after him, following the little droplets of blood he was leaving at his wake. How the man managed to move so fast even after what we did to him was an enigma. We now have a very strong psycho with a damaged nose who's out there.
He somehow managed to get down five flights of stairs and out onto the street. By the time we caught up to him, he had dragged himself into his car, most likely stolen, and slammed on the pedal.
The five of us piled ourselves back into Tsukasa's car, this time with Akira driving. Akira should really go into car racing. He was by far the craziest driver of the F4. He peeled down the road after the blue Honda Civic. There was little traffic that day, giving us plenty of room to skid along the street.
How could Yamamoto do this? He seemed like a fairly nice guy except for his response when Makino punched him. But.. how was it possible for someone to do such a thing to an innocent girl's life?
"He's fucking sick." I said aloud.
Bastard, you will pay. You won't be seeing daylight when I'm through with you. Next time, I'm not holding back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Yuki
I could hear the faint sound of a car and someone franticly banging and yelling. Before long, the door was wretched open and light flooded in. I winced, shutting my eyes from the light before prying them open again. Standing before me, looking.. grotesque with a bloodied face was.. the man in my dreams.
The light was turned on in the room and I noticed that I was in a basement that was flooding slowly. The man walked toward me briskly.
I screamed. "GET AWAY FROM ME. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?" I cried out. And soon I was crying, sobbing my heart out with fear and anger. This bastard whom I remembered so well now.. how dare he. Tears spilled over my cheeks and I struggled wildly with the ropes that bound my hands and ankles.
He disregarded everything and picked me up, slinging me over his shoulder, planting his hands on my legs to hold me in place as I squirmed, yelling and yelling.. crying into his ear.
I saw in my mind, myself sitting in the car and looking over at the man next to me. I mouthed something before audio was added to the scene. "I like you." I had said. What had I said before?
Deranged Psycho man carried me out of the basement but he didn't get very far. The second he stepped out, my knight in shining armor planted a fist in Mental Boyfriend's face. [this is Nishikado, by the way.]
I screeched again as I was flung onto the floor next to where he had collapsed.
"Yuki!!" Makino cried out, rushing forward to untie my hands and legs.
I opened my mouth to say something along the lines of "I'm fine." But instead, what was uttered was a name.
~~~~~~~ INTO THE PAST: this is in Yuki's head
"Hiroaki," The girl said, turning to the man next to her. "I like you."
~~~~~~~ okay, back to present
"Hiroaki," I said.
The man beside me was slowly gaining consciousness. "Yuki -"
"Hiroaki, you BASTARD. YOU ASSHOLE, how COULD YOU. YOU'RE INSANE!" I yelled, crying with more fervor than before. Makino pulled me into a hug as I cried whacking sobs into her shoulder.
"Yuki, its not what you -" But he never finished his sentence. For at that exact moment, Doumyouji had knocked him out again.
That was not, however, the source of everyone's attention. Our eyes were trained, instead, on the girl who had shrieked "Nishikado!" and latched herself onto his neck.
A girl who seemed strangely familiar..
:End of Chapter 11:
AN: Is this short or is this short? Probably some mistakes, but this took me pretty quick to write. Me happy. Enjoy!
yoitzjgirl - Sorry bout the switching around, but I do it so the story sounds better. It's also hard to just stick to one person's perspective. At least its hard for me, lol. Yea, I'm just lazy, sorry tho, only three switches this chap and they aren't big skips. Thx for reviewing and correcting my grammar.
Lirpa! - Okay, okay, you'll get ur mental doode's perspective this time. He wants to kill Yuki cuz he blames her for the death of his sister. I think that's in the eight chapter. But I will explain further in the next chapter as well.
Celina - Hehe, thx ^^ I like twisting the plot too. Well, because of your many ideas before, I decided to do something that will make the readers more intrigued. So yes, anything can happen. We'll see next chap. That's like.. the final explanation. WHOO, that'll be a boring read, now that I think about it. LoL.
jestina - Makino won't kill Soijirou. Hehe, I'm not THAT evil. And ur right about the kidnapper not being who he seems. Cliff hangers are sooo fuuuun, tho, I just love torturing ppls minds. Okay, not, hehe, this chap doesn't have MUCH of a cliff hanger. ^^ Thx for the review!
Kara - Thank you for reviewing. Hehe, I'm glad u like my story. Read on!
ToinKs - wow, no sleep to write a story? Craziness.. hehe. I think I read ur valentine story! Thx for ur idea, I'll keep it in mind tho the story is coming to a close now. I suppose with NO hints whatsoever, it was frustrating for u guys. Sorry. ^^ And ur right about improving! So muchos thanks for all the advice and encouragement u've given me. ^^
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Disclaimer: Guess what? Pizza hut.. I don't own anything, k?
~*~*~*~ Ch. 11 Remembering You ~*~*~*~
[The POV you've all been waiting for. DUN DUN DUN!!]
A photo fell out of the book I had just taken off the shelf. I smiled softly, bending to retrieve the object, and placing it back into the box it came from.
I sighed as I stared at the colorful photos before me on the bed, scattered on the dark green sheets.
Yuki..
I fingered her photo. She was so beautiful, even at such a young age, with her short wavy hair, her large eyes and the smile that constantly lit up her face. People didn't understand her beauty, didn't understand her shyness. Only I did, and only I was willing to reach out and befriend the little girl back then whom I did not know could change my heart so.
My heart clenched as my eyes moved along the picture to the next person in a beautiful yellow sundress.. Ai, my little sister.
The worn photograph had been taken three years ago, on that fateful night. The last photograph taken of my sister. I sniffled, blinking to hold back the tears that prickled behind my eyelids.
My lovely little sister. She was so young.. so innocent and untouched by all the horrors and grieves of the world. Her death.. it drove into my mind, forced me to think of that day endlessly.
I'll put that behind me, however, and move on. I can't do anything to bring back my sister. For the time being, I'll settle for finding that sweet youth whom I was with on the rainy night.. Yuki.
[How's that? Happy now? Hehehe] [Um.. that POV was psycho killer boyfriend doode, for anyone who's confused.]
~*~*~*~*~*~ Nishikado
I looked out the window at the rain that had yet to cease its fall. The five of us, F4 and Makino, were tucked neatly into Tsukasa's car with Rui driving to Yamamoto Hiroaki's house.
Yamamoto Hiroaki. My fist clenched tightly and I glared down at it. What I would do with this fist when I meet that guy. Forget keeping my shirt clean, forget keeping my dignity intact. Yamamoto Hiroaki, when I meet you, you're going down.
"Do we have a plan?" Akira asked from the passenger side of the car.
Yea, the second I see him, he's history. That door opens, and I'm punching the first moving object I see. Unless it's Yamamoto's mother. In which case.. I'll probably go hit myself in the head.
The car was eerily silent. After a good minute or so, Akira attempted again. "I'm guessing that's a no."
"Well, we could.. ask him." Makino said tentatively.
I laughed bitterly. "What're you going to say? Huh? 'Excuse me, sir, but did you kidnap my best friend?'"
I earned a good punch on my head for that comment.
"Makino," Tsukasa said in a warm voice, and this rarely happens so either he's got a great line up his sleeve, or he's going to make a fool out of himself. Most likely, he'll just declare that he's the great Doumyouji and he'll beat the crap out of Yamamoto if it'll make Makino feel better. "We'll take care of it. We're the F4, don't under estimate us."
Yea, okay dude. I was beginning to have my doubts about beating this guy up. Frankly, if he did kidnap Yuki, he wouldn't just go home, would he? Unless he plans on keeping Yuki in his house. But if he doesn't, and we knock him unconscious or worse, then we'll never find Yuki.
"So, you basically don't have a plan, Tsukasa." Akira pointed out, getting a nice death glare from Tsukasa.
The car pulled up next to the curb of a modest apartment building and the five of us just sat there. We sat and stared until Rui opened the door and walked into the building. The rest of us filed out. Makino, finally blowing up with her supposed "weed power," yelled, "This is stupid. Let's get in there and kick some butt."
How like the Working Class Virgin to refrain from using swear words.
The three of us followed obediently through the doors that was somehow left open, through the elevator where Rui was waiting and stood there like stone statues as the slow moving box inched up the cable to stop at the Fifth floor. When the door finally opened again, Rui led the way to one of the doors on our left. Giving each of us a wry look, he reached out a hand, and knocked on the door.
Ever heard of the invention of a doorbell, genius? But now was not the time to point out these things.
After a few loud thumps, we heard footsteps and finally, the door was opened. Actually, it creaked opened a crack, and then the combined efforts of F4 threw the door open with almost enough force to wretch the door off its hinges. With the door wide open, we glared into the small room at.. nobody.
"You idiots!" Makino cried, she closed the door behind her as she stepped in and knelt down next to the man who had been slammed up against the wall when we .. uh.. helped him to open it. He must have been peering through the peephole to see who it was when we slammed the door open on him.
Yamamoto Hiroaki, the man wasn't even cute. He was average height, definitely no taller than any of the F4 and though he was older than us, he still held a childish air. There was no doubt in mind, however, that this man works out. I clenched my fist again, we were finally face to face with the very cause of Yuki's misery and we weren't just going to talk things out.
However, the second Yamamoto opened his eyes, Makino beat us to it and punched him with as much force as she could.
Yamamoto groaned before yelling out, "WTF are you doing?" He staggered to his feet and opened his mouth to deliver a string of insults but was cut short when he spotted the four before him. We stood there, glaring down at this puny 5'8" guy, prepared to give him hell.
And hell was much too good for him. I threw my fist at his face, feeling his nose crunch beneath my knuckles and my ring dig into his skin. Blood spewed from both wounds, but before he could react, Tsukasa had already delivered a blow to his stomach. Yamamoto doubled over and Rui brought his elbow crashing down on his back. He keeled over and collapsed on the floor, moaning.
Akira sighed. "Thanks a lot, guys, now I have nothing to do to him."
Makino, still shaking with anger, kicked him softly. "We just wanted to ask you, Yamamoto, if you happened to have kidnapped my best friend, Yuki?" Makino asked in the sweetest voice she could muster.
His eyes peeled open slowly and he blinked up at us. "Yuki?" He murmured.
"Let's be civilized adults and talk about this." Makino continued in her honeyed voice, gesturing at the rest of us to squat down on the floor by Yamamoto's barely conscious form.
"Bastard, talk. Do you have any idea who we are?" Tsukasa snarled.
Yamamoto's eyes flickered from one face to the other. "Doumyouji.. Hanazawa.. Mimasaki.. Nishikado.. but.. I don't know who you are."
"As I've said, I'm Yuki's best friend, Makino Tsukushi. Nice to meet you, bastard." Makino smiled cheerfully.
Yamamoto's eyes closed briefly. "Yuki.. kidnapped?"
"That's right. You kidnapped her you insane freak of nature." She answered.
All of a sudden, before any of us could respond, Yamamoto flung himself onto his feet and hurled out of the apartment.
DAMN, I cursed inwardly, Just when we were about to get some information out of him.
"!@#%!@$!" Tsukasa yelled.
We flew out the door after him, following the little droplets of blood he was leaving at his wake. How the man managed to move so fast even after what we did to him was an enigma. We now have a very strong psycho with a damaged nose who's out there.
He somehow managed to get down five flights of stairs and out onto the street. By the time we caught up to him, he had dragged himself into his car, most likely stolen, and slammed on the pedal.
The five of us piled ourselves back into Tsukasa's car, this time with Akira driving. Akira should really go into car racing. He was by far the craziest driver of the F4. He peeled down the road after the blue Honda Civic. There was little traffic that day, giving us plenty of room to skid along the street.
How could Yamamoto do this? He seemed like a fairly nice guy except for his response when Makino punched him. But.. how was it possible for someone to do such a thing to an innocent girl's life?
"He's fucking sick." I said aloud.
Bastard, you will pay. You won't be seeing daylight when I'm through with you. Next time, I'm not holding back.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Yuki
I could hear the faint sound of a car and someone franticly banging and yelling. Before long, the door was wretched open and light flooded in. I winced, shutting my eyes from the light before prying them open again. Standing before me, looking.. grotesque with a bloodied face was.. the man in my dreams.
The light was turned on in the room and I noticed that I was in a basement that was flooding slowly. The man walked toward me briskly.
I screamed. "GET AWAY FROM ME. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?" I cried out. And soon I was crying, sobbing my heart out with fear and anger. This bastard whom I remembered so well now.. how dare he. Tears spilled over my cheeks and I struggled wildly with the ropes that bound my hands and ankles.
He disregarded everything and picked me up, slinging me over his shoulder, planting his hands on my legs to hold me in place as I squirmed, yelling and yelling.. crying into his ear.
I saw in my mind, myself sitting in the car and looking over at the man next to me. I mouthed something before audio was added to the scene. "I like you." I had said. What had I said before?
Deranged Psycho man carried me out of the basement but he didn't get very far. The second he stepped out, my knight in shining armor planted a fist in Mental Boyfriend's face. [this is Nishikado, by the way.]
I screeched again as I was flung onto the floor next to where he had collapsed.
"Yuki!!" Makino cried out, rushing forward to untie my hands and legs.
I opened my mouth to say something along the lines of "I'm fine." But instead, what was uttered was a name.
~~~~~~~ INTO THE PAST: this is in Yuki's head
"Hiroaki," The girl said, turning to the man next to her. "I like you."
~~~~~~~ okay, back to present
"Hiroaki," I said.
The man beside me was slowly gaining consciousness. "Yuki -"
"Hiroaki, you BASTARD. YOU ASSHOLE, how COULD YOU. YOU'RE INSANE!" I yelled, crying with more fervor than before. Makino pulled me into a hug as I cried whacking sobs into her shoulder.
"Yuki, its not what you -" But he never finished his sentence. For at that exact moment, Doumyouji had knocked him out again.
That was not, however, the source of everyone's attention. Our eyes were trained, instead, on the girl who had shrieked "Nishikado!" and latched herself onto his neck.
A girl who seemed strangely familiar..
:End of Chapter 11:
AN: Is this short or is this short? Probably some mistakes, but this took me pretty quick to write. Me happy. Enjoy!