Russian Blue
Author's notes: 80 reviews!!! WOW!!! Thank you so much people!! I am all happy and cheery!!! Almost want to cry. Ok. I am not going to cry because that would only bring massive headache and puffy eyes and I don't want to give the wrong impression at my job tomorrow (I am working at a veterinary clinic now, yeeey!!! ^.^) Chapter 30. I should do a special presentation... ha!! You wait and see!!!
Disclaimer: Fake! Belongs to Sanami Matoh and her people. The song is called "Have you Even Seen the Rain?" by Creedence Clearwater Revival.
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[Someone told me long ago
There's a calm before the storm
I know! It's been coming for some time...]
The house was filled with cops, looking for a clue, searching every inch of the premises. One of their own was missing and God help them – even the Devil couldn't hide Ryo.
"Again, where were you?" Berkeley asked, unconvinced by Gaiev's words, who felt completely useless by this point.
"I've told you, (I was with) my friend, Micka!!" he exclaimed, half in Russian, half in English. Drake was trying to calm him down but he was beyond that point. There was a commotion at the front door when Micka walked by, not caring if several cops had strict orders not to let anyone outside of the family in.
"Sorry I'm late," Micka said a bit out of breath.
"Who the fuck is this?" Berkeley asked seemingly upset. Micka pulled out a business card, his eyes blazing fire at the comish.
"Miajil Piotr Ivánova, the best friend and lawyer of this man, stop harrassing my client or else your ass will be so up to the hill with paperwork that your grandchildren's children will be still filling it out... officer..."
"Micka..." Gaiev pulled Micka's arm down, trying to calm him down. Micka was like a protective Rottweiler now, "Heel..."
"It's nice to know you have such friends," Berkeley smiled and walked out of the room, yet he wasn't all that happy. Gaiev sighed and hid his face between his hands, his desperation and anxiety growing by every passing second.
"(What happened?)" Micka asked in Russian.
"Ryo's been kidnapped," Gaiev answered in English, then he added, "(I'm suspecting that they think that I had something to do with it...)"
"(Why?)"
"(Because of my morbid personality? How the hell should I know, Micka!!)"
"(Wow! Barking at the best friend here... not good...)"
The phone rang. All in alert and stand-by. Gaiev was motioned to answer when the tracing team was ready. He picked up the receiver and spoke, "Hello?"
"Yes, is a Gaiev Borishnika there?"
"Speaking..."
"Yeah... I'm calling from County Hospital..."
He took a breath. Ryo was alive, a the hospital, but still, alive...
He hung up shortly after and gave Berkeley a dirty look, "I'm going to the hospital. Hope to see you there..."
"Wow, you can't leave, you're under custody..."
"What?" both him and Micka said, arching their brow, then, as if his life depended on it, Gaiev turned to Micka and whispered "(Please, go and tell me how is he... go with Drake to the hospital, get me some news about Ryo...)"
"(I can't leave you alone with this pig!)" Micka protested.
"(Micka, GO!)"
"(Alright, alright! Sheesh!)"
Gaiev moved towards Berkeley, "Let's go then," he said walking by pass him. Berkeley took a look at Micka and left behind Gaiev.
"Raspizdyay kolhoznii*" Micka muttered in an undertone; he then turned to face Drake, who blinked a couple of time as if wondering what to do next. Micka smiled, "Let us go to the hospital.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Bikky and Carol were still waiting for the doctor's news. Bikky couldn't stop cracking his nuckles, muttering to himself what Carol could only assume where cussing words towards Gaiev. She knew Bikky all too well: on the way over, Bikky was furious, yelling and blabbering on and on about Gaiev's relationship with the mafia – the Russian mafia, and that he had only been bad news to Ryo since the beginning, and that if anything happened to Ryo, he swore Gaiev would face a slow and painful death himself.
Carol looked up when she heard steps. It was Drake, acompanied by another man who was not a doctor o though he could be. He had messy blond hair and deep baby blue eyes, dressed in a very executive suit and a loose tie. Diana was there too, along with other cops who where keeping an eye on things.
"Hello," Drake greeted, "What's the word?"
"He's in the OR right now," Diana said silently, "Doctors say that his hand was banged-up pretty badly... other than that..."
"Excuse me," Carol said, intruding, "Hi, hello there, who is this?"
"Oh! Forgive my rudeness. This is..."
"Micka," said the blond taking one of Carol's hands and kissing it gently, "Pleasure to meet you..."
"Ca-Carol... I'm... "
"She's my fiancée," Bikky pulled her towards him, looking at Micka with a 'hands off!' look in his eyes.
"Oh! You must be Bikky, Ryo's son, am I correct?" Micka said with a smile. Bikky and Carol frowned.
"Shea... who told you?"
"I'm Micka – Micka..."
"Oooh!" Carol's eyes widen, "You're Gaiev's friend, right?!"
"Right..."
"Where is that fag!?" Bikky spatted out.
"Bikky!"
"The 'fag' in question is at the precinct," Micka was serene in the outside yet inside his insides started boiling against the attitude this blond... 'kid' was taking against his friend, "Apparently they think he had something to do with it – buch of rubbish if you ask me: he was with me all day. Even picked me up from the airport... n' stuff..."
"Sheah, good excuse," Bikky muttered.
"Mr. Maclean?" the doctor asked. They all turned their attention towards the man in the operation gown.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Ryo's eyes opened slowly at the beeping sound next to him. His head was pounding like chinese torture, and the soft light emanating from the lamps only hurted his eyes as if he'd been inside a dark cave for centuries. By the silence in the room, he could tell it had to be late at night – very, very late at night. He turned over to his other side only to take a look at Dee, who was sitting on the chair next to him, looking relieved.
"Where am I?" Ryo asked softly, forcing a smile at the sight of Dee's grateful face, even though he wasn't sure why he was looking so grateful in the first place.
"The hospital, bud," he replied, touching the edges of Ryo's face.
"The hospital?" Ryo frowned.
"Yeah. They found you in an alley, three days ago, you don't remember?"
Ryo was about to shake his head but then, it came to him like a waterfall of events, painful events. His eyes filled up with tears as his voice became shoaked, "Three?" he asked, shaking. Dee nodded as he tighten the grip of his hand.
"Ryo... hey, Ryo... calm down... Hey..." he stroke Ryo's hair with kidness, "It's alright. Everything will be alright..."
"Where's Gaiev?" he asked, wanting to get up. Dee said nothing and Ryo became alarmed, tears already rolling down his face, "Oh my god... Gaiev... GAIEV!!"
He woke up. The doctor was there, and so where other nurses. Broken hand, two broken ribs, several injuries... Ryo recalled every little detail and he told everything to Berkeley and Drake, who handeled the investigation. Yet no one seemed to be wanting to tell him the whereabouts of Gaiev, as if it was a taboo subject or something and that was the thing that ticked Ryo off mostly.
"Where's Gaiev?" he asked Carol, and her face went sightly pale.
"I – Bikky's at school. He'll be over a little later on, you know. He's been very worried about you and all..."
"For the love of God, Carol – I was kidnapped, beaten, tortured and my hand is a complete mess, if not useless now. They didn't speak much English but I could hear them speak his name, tell me where the hell is he??" Ryo sounded upset. She didn't have the courage to look up and Ryo suddenly felt he couldn't breathe, "He – He's alright, right?" he said with a voice filled with mixed emotions. Carol shook her head and it was his worse nightmare all over, "Carol, tell me what happened... TELL ME!!!" he screamed. She was taken aback by his reaction.
"I don't know – Nobody knows actually. He – he just... he just dissapeared... after..."
"After what?"
Carol just couldn't bring herself to tell him, but there was nothing more than agony in those eyes...
"After _what_ Carol?" Ryo's voice was tight. His eyes released a tear that rolled down his face.
"He's gone, Ryo," Carol looked up at Ryo, "He's just – gone..."
[I wanna know
have you ever seen the rain?
Coming down on a sunny day...]
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Oh Lord! Listening to LODI right now. Aaaah! That song only makes me want to have a good boose, turn off the lights at night and listen... OR listen to this song while driving in the middle of the night, in a highway somewhere... Yeah...
Thank you all for the wonderful reviews. Next Chapter? Part one of the series finale. 'Nuff said.
DanielBlair_5@hotmail.com
Translator
* Raspizdyay Kolhoznii = you stupid Redneck
Author's notes: 80 reviews!!! WOW!!! Thank you so much people!! I am all happy and cheery!!! Almost want to cry. Ok. I am not going to cry because that would only bring massive headache and puffy eyes and I don't want to give the wrong impression at my job tomorrow (I am working at a veterinary clinic now, yeeey!!! ^.^) Chapter 30. I should do a special presentation... ha!! You wait and see!!!
Disclaimer: Fake! Belongs to Sanami Matoh and her people. The song is called "Have you Even Seen the Rain?" by Creedence Clearwater Revival.
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[Someone told me long ago
There's a calm before the storm
I know! It's been coming for some time...]
The house was filled with cops, looking for a clue, searching every inch of the premises. One of their own was missing and God help them – even the Devil couldn't hide Ryo.
"Again, where were you?" Berkeley asked, unconvinced by Gaiev's words, who felt completely useless by this point.
"I've told you, (I was with) my friend, Micka!!" he exclaimed, half in Russian, half in English. Drake was trying to calm him down but he was beyond that point. There was a commotion at the front door when Micka walked by, not caring if several cops had strict orders not to let anyone outside of the family in.
"Sorry I'm late," Micka said a bit out of breath.
"Who the fuck is this?" Berkeley asked seemingly upset. Micka pulled out a business card, his eyes blazing fire at the comish.
"Miajil Piotr Ivánova, the best friend and lawyer of this man, stop harrassing my client or else your ass will be so up to the hill with paperwork that your grandchildren's children will be still filling it out... officer..."
"Micka..." Gaiev pulled Micka's arm down, trying to calm him down. Micka was like a protective Rottweiler now, "Heel..."
"It's nice to know you have such friends," Berkeley smiled and walked out of the room, yet he wasn't all that happy. Gaiev sighed and hid his face between his hands, his desperation and anxiety growing by every passing second.
"(What happened?)" Micka asked in Russian.
"Ryo's been kidnapped," Gaiev answered in English, then he added, "(I'm suspecting that they think that I had something to do with it...)"
"(Why?)"
"(Because of my morbid personality? How the hell should I know, Micka!!)"
"(Wow! Barking at the best friend here... not good...)"
The phone rang. All in alert and stand-by. Gaiev was motioned to answer when the tracing team was ready. He picked up the receiver and spoke, "Hello?"
"Yes, is a Gaiev Borishnika there?"
"Speaking..."
"Yeah... I'm calling from County Hospital..."
He took a breath. Ryo was alive, a the hospital, but still, alive...
He hung up shortly after and gave Berkeley a dirty look, "I'm going to the hospital. Hope to see you there..."
"Wow, you can't leave, you're under custody..."
"What?" both him and Micka said, arching their brow, then, as if his life depended on it, Gaiev turned to Micka and whispered "(Please, go and tell me how is he... go with Drake to the hospital, get me some news about Ryo...)"
"(I can't leave you alone with this pig!)" Micka protested.
"(Micka, GO!)"
"(Alright, alright! Sheesh!)"
Gaiev moved towards Berkeley, "Let's go then," he said walking by pass him. Berkeley took a look at Micka and left behind Gaiev.
"Raspizdyay kolhoznii*" Micka muttered in an undertone; he then turned to face Drake, who blinked a couple of time as if wondering what to do next. Micka smiled, "Let us go to the hospital.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Bikky and Carol were still waiting for the doctor's news. Bikky couldn't stop cracking his nuckles, muttering to himself what Carol could only assume where cussing words towards Gaiev. She knew Bikky all too well: on the way over, Bikky was furious, yelling and blabbering on and on about Gaiev's relationship with the mafia – the Russian mafia, and that he had only been bad news to Ryo since the beginning, and that if anything happened to Ryo, he swore Gaiev would face a slow and painful death himself.
Carol looked up when she heard steps. It was Drake, acompanied by another man who was not a doctor o though he could be. He had messy blond hair and deep baby blue eyes, dressed in a very executive suit and a loose tie. Diana was there too, along with other cops who where keeping an eye on things.
"Hello," Drake greeted, "What's the word?"
"He's in the OR right now," Diana said silently, "Doctors say that his hand was banged-up pretty badly... other than that..."
"Excuse me," Carol said, intruding, "Hi, hello there, who is this?"
"Oh! Forgive my rudeness. This is..."
"Micka," said the blond taking one of Carol's hands and kissing it gently, "Pleasure to meet you..."
"Ca-Carol... I'm... "
"She's my fiancée," Bikky pulled her towards him, looking at Micka with a 'hands off!' look in his eyes.
"Oh! You must be Bikky, Ryo's son, am I correct?" Micka said with a smile. Bikky and Carol frowned.
"Shea... who told you?"
"I'm Micka – Micka..."
"Oooh!" Carol's eyes widen, "You're Gaiev's friend, right?!"
"Right..."
"Where is that fag!?" Bikky spatted out.
"Bikky!"
"The 'fag' in question is at the precinct," Micka was serene in the outside yet inside his insides started boiling against the attitude this blond... 'kid' was taking against his friend, "Apparently they think he had something to do with it – buch of rubbish if you ask me: he was with me all day. Even picked me up from the airport... n' stuff..."
"Sheah, good excuse," Bikky muttered.
"Mr. Maclean?" the doctor asked. They all turned their attention towards the man in the operation gown.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Ryo's eyes opened slowly at the beeping sound next to him. His head was pounding like chinese torture, and the soft light emanating from the lamps only hurted his eyes as if he'd been inside a dark cave for centuries. By the silence in the room, he could tell it had to be late at night – very, very late at night. He turned over to his other side only to take a look at Dee, who was sitting on the chair next to him, looking relieved.
"Where am I?" Ryo asked softly, forcing a smile at the sight of Dee's grateful face, even though he wasn't sure why he was looking so grateful in the first place.
"The hospital, bud," he replied, touching the edges of Ryo's face.
"The hospital?" Ryo frowned.
"Yeah. They found you in an alley, three days ago, you don't remember?"
Ryo was about to shake his head but then, it came to him like a waterfall of events, painful events. His eyes filled up with tears as his voice became shoaked, "Three?" he asked, shaking. Dee nodded as he tighten the grip of his hand.
"Ryo... hey, Ryo... calm down... Hey..." he stroke Ryo's hair with kidness, "It's alright. Everything will be alright..."
"Where's Gaiev?" he asked, wanting to get up. Dee said nothing and Ryo became alarmed, tears already rolling down his face, "Oh my god... Gaiev... GAIEV!!"
He woke up. The doctor was there, and so where other nurses. Broken hand, two broken ribs, several injuries... Ryo recalled every little detail and he told everything to Berkeley and Drake, who handeled the investigation. Yet no one seemed to be wanting to tell him the whereabouts of Gaiev, as if it was a taboo subject or something and that was the thing that ticked Ryo off mostly.
"Where's Gaiev?" he asked Carol, and her face went sightly pale.
"I – Bikky's at school. He'll be over a little later on, you know. He's been very worried about you and all..."
"For the love of God, Carol – I was kidnapped, beaten, tortured and my hand is a complete mess, if not useless now. They didn't speak much English but I could hear them speak his name, tell me where the hell is he??" Ryo sounded upset. She didn't have the courage to look up and Ryo suddenly felt he couldn't breathe, "He – He's alright, right?" he said with a voice filled with mixed emotions. Carol shook her head and it was his worse nightmare all over, "Carol, tell me what happened... TELL ME!!!" he screamed. She was taken aback by his reaction.
"I don't know – Nobody knows actually. He – he just... he just dissapeared... after..."
"After what?"
Carol just couldn't bring herself to tell him, but there was nothing more than agony in those eyes...
"After _what_ Carol?" Ryo's voice was tight. His eyes released a tear that rolled down his face.
"He's gone, Ryo," Carol looked up at Ryo, "He's just – gone..."
[I wanna know
have you ever seen the rain?
Coming down on a sunny day...]
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Oh Lord! Listening to LODI right now. Aaaah! That song only makes me want to have a good boose, turn off the lights at night and listen... OR listen to this song while driving in the middle of the night, in a highway somewhere... Yeah...
Thank you all for the wonderful reviews. Next Chapter? Part one of the series finale. 'Nuff said.
DanielBlair_5@hotmail.com
Translator
* Raspizdyay Kolhoznii = you stupid Redneck