Chapter Three
~Pov of Schuldig~
I had to sneak out. I'm sorry but I couldn't stand it in there. With Brad acting like that... He's so damn controlling! I can't take it. I was never made to be an uke anyways. I continued to walk along the street with the people walking by, going to work, or to school, or to something equally important. Idiots all of them. They go along their happy lives but don't even know the evil that grows under them.
A woman and her three children following behind her like ducklings. A man dressed up in a similar suit to one that Brad would wear bustling past people. A red head with a ridiculous looking orange turtleneck and amethyst eyes. Wait a damn minute, that's Ran! A slow smile crept onto my face. Today might not be so bad. I think I might actually enjoy today.
"Why, hello there, Ran."
I grinned at him knowing full well what his reaction would be. What a wonderful day this day will become. Once I'm through playing with the kitten, that is.
"Schuldig..."
I watched as he looked away, his voice was barely audible. Did I make a mistake.. is this not Ran? Surely Fujimiya Ran would have said something more then just a whisper of my name. He normally gets mad and goes on and on and on. Why doesn't he even threaten me?
"Ran, come on no death threats today?"
That should get him going. I know the old, normal Ran is just waiting to come out. I bet he's just tired. Or got in trouble the last time I saw him in public.
"I don't feel up to it today..." Another barely audible sound.
I swear my mouth was on the ground. Ran not feeling like threatening me, or yelling? Out of the three years I have known him he has never, never said that to me.
"Ran, what's wrong?"
The look in his face was all I needed. I took his hand and started walking towards a place I knew we would get privacy. A closed off quiet apartment is just the place for these kind of things... and also other kinds of things.
I shut the door and sat down on the couch that was in there. The apartment isn't the nicest thing, but its clean and has some furniture.
"Where am I?"
A very confused Ran glanced around my apartment.
"Its my separate apartment... its not much really but its home.. well sorta."
He nodded to me and moved to sit on the other end of the couch. Its odd at how much different he is right now. Normally, the only reason that he would have to be this close would be to kill me.
"It's nice, Schuldig..."
Is he being nice to me? I don't understand this Ran. Where did the real Ran go, and when is he coming back?
"What's wrong today, Ran?"
Haunted eyes peered over at me. Ran never has haunted eyes, he never lets out the emotion he might feel. I'm not even sure he feels. I know that's mean to say, but when every time you see someone and they tell you to die, and then chase after you with their katana, well, you start to get ideas.
"I...."