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A/N: Whew...week end finally. Any ways, has anyone seen the Weiss OVA? I think Omi looked his best then. Any ways, on with it.
Chapter 7:
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'Green heaven' seemed to be even more busy than usual. Maybe it was because of Valentines Day around the corner or maybe it was because there was a new cutie employed there. JT could happily ignore the looks and cat calls, he was so used to it from where he had worked before. He had grown accustomed to his new surroundings quickly; it was rather like home, he had decided. But still, it wasn't exactly like home either.
He would never get to see uncle Ken drop stuff, or hear uncle Youji tell him stories and then have his father beat him for the vulgar content of it, or even see uncle Aya smile so very subtly. That he did miss, he missed them all. Every now and then he would pause in the most random spots or at random times, and just go blank. Lida had noticed this several times and asked if anything were wrong. But being the way he was he just laughed it off and pretended that he was simply tired.
"JT! I need you to make a delivery for me! JT? Hey!"
The blonde started, dropping a small bunch of flowers he was holding. Hurriedly picking them up he ran over to Rachel and smiled.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
The girl shook her head, smiling. "I said I need you to make a delivery, if you will."
"Oh, sure, just give me the arrangement and point me to the motorcycle."
Rachel paused, looking at him curiously. "Motorcycle? What motorcycle?"
JT paused as well. How else was he supposed to make deliveries? And hopefully this time the thing wasn't sugar pink.
"We don't have a motorcycle, JT. You'll have to walk. Well, actually, you could use my roller blades if you want."
The blonde blushed. Mumbling something he looked down.
"What?" Rachel asked, leaning forward. He mumbled it again, louder but still not loud enough. "I can't hear JT, speak louder."
"I don't know how to roller blade!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. The commotion in the store stopped for a moment and everybody turned to him. Turning an even deeper shade of red he covered his face.
Rachel giggled a little and asked her aunt to take over her spot for a minute. Taking the boy by the hand she took him outside and had him put the roller blades on. Helping him up she kept a hold on him.
"Now, all you have to do is move one foot in front of the other, like you're walking. Now, try."
A little weary, the boy reluctantly let go of her arms and promptly fell flat on his back. The dark hair girl was torn between worry and hysteria. Laughing a bit she helped him sit up. Gently touching the back of his head she ran off and brought him a helmet and some knee and elbow pads.
"Here, these will keep you safe, I think."
JT smiled slightly, putting the safety devices on. Standing again he made it a few feet before stumbling into a lamp pole. The girl behind him giggled lightly and went over to him.
"Just practice here for a bit and then go. If you don't feel confident enough just walk, it isn't that far. Oh, and if you want to stop just twist your ankle a bit to do a small half turn."
The boy looked at her oddly. "Are you insane? I'll break my ankle before I can get this right. I may need a whole body guard to get this right. Just give me the flowers and the address and I'll leave now. Hopefully I'll be back before midnight."
Rachel laughed sweetly. Handing him the arrangement and the slip of paper with the address on it she gave him a peck on the cheek and a little shove off.
While he was sliding away the blonde turned and grinned. "Wish me luck!"
And then he fell right over a fire hydrant. The girl looked mortified for a moment but JT sprung right back up, with a slightly confused expression, but smiled then shoved off again. Sighing she wasn't sure if it was the right idea to give him her roller blades, she may never see either of them again.
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Back in Tokyo the day was just getting quieter and the shop was almost empty. Omi sighed tiredly and slumped down into a chair. Ken looked at him oddly and smiled.
"Rough day, it hasn't been any better or worse than the others. Cheer up."
The blonde threw skeptical blue eyes to the soccer coach and groaned. Covering his face he wished he could find a distraction. Luckily his wish came true, in the form of the one and only Manx.
Youji sat up and smiled at her. "I see we still have one pretty visitor, what can we do for you, Manx?"
"You can put an away sign up so I can talk to you privately, if you would. Omi, I'd like to talk to you alone for a few minutes if you wouldn't mind."
"Eh?"
The youngest stood and followed the red hair woman as the other put up a sign and locked the doors. After a few minutes they were let into the room where the other two had previously disappeared. When they entered Omi looked rather furrowed.
"What's up?" Ken asked.
Manx turned and smiled. "We've gotten a complete location as to where JT is. He's apparently working at a flower shop within the city. He's living there with the woman he left the train with, her niece and an old woman. As far as we can tell he's healthy and fine and- where are you going?!"
All four of the men had begun to walk out of the room and towards the store door.
Youji turned back to her. "Where does it look like, we're going to go to Hirosaki to get JT."
The woman laughed in a strange tone, which caused them all to turn. "No need to do that, I already have a few agents on that little problem. I expect that within an hour I'll get a call to tell me that they have him and are on their way back. Please, just be patient."
A cry of joy erupted from all, even Aya, and filled the whole area, store and all. Manx smiled at them as Omi bounced up and down cheering as Youji got out a bottle of something to celebrate. When the liquid was poured they all raised their glasses and gave another loud cheer.
"Yay!" Omi yelled over the others. "My baby's coming home to me!"
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JT knocked on the door another time. He had been standing outside for five minutes now. He briefly considered leaving but he doubted that the people left after having placed an emergency order. And even if they had they would return shortly.
Sighing he grumbled something, then turned his back to the door. When he heard the click of the lock he jumped back and whirled around, just in time to have someone grab him around the waist and tackle him to the floor.
With a loud yelp the teen wiggled free from whoever's grasp it was and bolted to the stairs, stumbling every now and then because of his skates. He tripped slightly over one of the steps and did a roll down the rest of the way, landing on his side. After the initial shock had faded he looked up, only to see two people coming down the stairs after him.
Rushing to his feet he clumsily pushed his way out the door and onto the streets. He glided through the numbers of people, hoping he had outrun them. When he finally stopped it was right by the flower shop. Pausing to catch his breath he rubbed his eyes, banishing the tears that dared peek out.
Slowly he made little strides to the back door. Opening it slightly he sniffled then tensed as he heard a car pull upat the end of the alley. Turning his head slightly he comprehended a car door, or to be more precise, a truck door open and one of the men from before step out and run to him. He was instantly snagged and pulled off the ground so he couldn't skate away.
Another bit of shock took the boy over but he quickly got over it and began to yell for help. Unfortunately no one was even remotely close to the back door. As he was being pulled back to the truck he gave one last loud yell and cried out for someone's help he didn't even think of.
"Daddy! Help me!"
Just as the truck door slammed and the man crawled back in both Rachel and Lida came running out of the shop and into the alley. Both females yelled loudly at the vehicle, but it didn't seem to stop it. As it began to go out of sight JT appeared by the window, yelling something unheard.
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"Aunt Lida! They kidnapped him! We have to save him! Aunt Lida!"
Rachel tugged on her aunt's sleeve as she stared after the truck. She didn't want to say it but she had the feeling that whoever it was that took the boy had some sort of twisted right to. The only real reason someone would kidnap him would be to take him back home, but still...
Looking down at her niece she frowned then looked back at the now empty road. The girl at her side was crying and begging her to call the police, but what could they do? They didn't have a license plate number to give, or a very good description of the truck or the driver. All they could say was that the boy was kidnapped. And who could tell if they would be able to find them? Within an hour they could be out of the country.
"Aunt Lida, please!"
"Rachel...this is none of our business. I think whoever it was that took him were his guardians. They came to get him back. Remember? He ran away. We can't do anything now. Let's go."
The older woman went back into the shop and sat down in a chair by the register. Rachel came running in and looked at her with a hurt expression. Fisting her hands together she screeched at the top of her lungs and went storming off up to her room. But before she left she had one last thing to say.
"I'm going to find JT! And when I do I'll bring him back here and we'll live happily together! You just wait and see!"
And then her door slammed shut.
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Manx put her phone down. Four pairs of eyes looked at her with tension. She gave then a wide smile.
"It seems that JT has been caught. Two agents are escorting him back here. They're boarding a private jet at an airport so the plane should arrive late tonight. You had better get his room made up again. I'll come by later tonight, before he should show up. Until then."
Waving goodbye to the men the pretty lady left the store and walked to her car and drove away. Ken locked the door behind her as Omi sprinted up the stairs to go take a shower. Youji had said he was going to go make up the kid's bed and Aya had shrugged and said he'd clean up a bit. At a slight loss Ken went off to get some construction paper and began to make a nice big banner to welcome the boy home with.
Sighing happily he, along with the other three, mentally though how wonderful it would be to have JT home again.
~TBC
Okay, well that was interesting. Next chapter JT meets back with his family and they have a deep heart to heart, but what about Rachel? She has a promise to keep. And she is determined to find him again. Leave a review please!
A/N: Whew...week end finally. Any ways, has anyone seen the Weiss OVA? I think Omi looked his best then. Any ways, on with it.
Chapter 7:
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'Green heaven' seemed to be even more busy than usual. Maybe it was because of Valentines Day around the corner or maybe it was because there was a new cutie employed there. JT could happily ignore the looks and cat calls, he was so used to it from where he had worked before. He had grown accustomed to his new surroundings quickly; it was rather like home, he had decided. But still, it wasn't exactly like home either.
He would never get to see uncle Ken drop stuff, or hear uncle Youji tell him stories and then have his father beat him for the vulgar content of it, or even see uncle Aya smile so very subtly. That he did miss, he missed them all. Every now and then he would pause in the most random spots or at random times, and just go blank. Lida had noticed this several times and asked if anything were wrong. But being the way he was he just laughed it off and pretended that he was simply tired.
"JT! I need you to make a delivery for me! JT? Hey!"
The blonde started, dropping a small bunch of flowers he was holding. Hurriedly picking them up he ran over to Rachel and smiled.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
The girl shook her head, smiling. "I said I need you to make a delivery, if you will."
"Oh, sure, just give me the arrangement and point me to the motorcycle."
Rachel paused, looking at him curiously. "Motorcycle? What motorcycle?"
JT paused as well. How else was he supposed to make deliveries? And hopefully this time the thing wasn't sugar pink.
"We don't have a motorcycle, JT. You'll have to walk. Well, actually, you could use my roller blades if you want."
The blonde blushed. Mumbling something he looked down.
"What?" Rachel asked, leaning forward. He mumbled it again, louder but still not loud enough. "I can't hear JT, speak louder."
"I don't know how to roller blade!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. The commotion in the store stopped for a moment and everybody turned to him. Turning an even deeper shade of red he covered his face.
Rachel giggled a little and asked her aunt to take over her spot for a minute. Taking the boy by the hand she took him outside and had him put the roller blades on. Helping him up she kept a hold on him.
"Now, all you have to do is move one foot in front of the other, like you're walking. Now, try."
A little weary, the boy reluctantly let go of her arms and promptly fell flat on his back. The dark hair girl was torn between worry and hysteria. Laughing a bit she helped him sit up. Gently touching the back of his head she ran off and brought him a helmet and some knee and elbow pads.
"Here, these will keep you safe, I think."
JT smiled slightly, putting the safety devices on. Standing again he made it a few feet before stumbling into a lamp pole. The girl behind him giggled lightly and went over to him.
"Just practice here for a bit and then go. If you don't feel confident enough just walk, it isn't that far. Oh, and if you want to stop just twist your ankle a bit to do a small half turn."
The boy looked at her oddly. "Are you insane? I'll break my ankle before I can get this right. I may need a whole body guard to get this right. Just give me the flowers and the address and I'll leave now. Hopefully I'll be back before midnight."
Rachel laughed sweetly. Handing him the arrangement and the slip of paper with the address on it she gave him a peck on the cheek and a little shove off.
While he was sliding away the blonde turned and grinned. "Wish me luck!"
And then he fell right over a fire hydrant. The girl looked mortified for a moment but JT sprung right back up, with a slightly confused expression, but smiled then shoved off again. Sighing she wasn't sure if it was the right idea to give him her roller blades, she may never see either of them again.
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Back in Tokyo the day was just getting quieter and the shop was almost empty. Omi sighed tiredly and slumped down into a chair. Ken looked at him oddly and smiled.
"Rough day, it hasn't been any better or worse than the others. Cheer up."
The blonde threw skeptical blue eyes to the soccer coach and groaned. Covering his face he wished he could find a distraction. Luckily his wish came true, in the form of the one and only Manx.
Youji sat up and smiled at her. "I see we still have one pretty visitor, what can we do for you, Manx?"
"You can put an away sign up so I can talk to you privately, if you would. Omi, I'd like to talk to you alone for a few minutes if you wouldn't mind."
"Eh?"
The youngest stood and followed the red hair woman as the other put up a sign and locked the doors. After a few minutes they were let into the room where the other two had previously disappeared. When they entered Omi looked rather furrowed.
"What's up?" Ken asked.
Manx turned and smiled. "We've gotten a complete location as to where JT is. He's apparently working at a flower shop within the city. He's living there with the woman he left the train with, her niece and an old woman. As far as we can tell he's healthy and fine and- where are you going?!"
All four of the men had begun to walk out of the room and towards the store door.
Youji turned back to her. "Where does it look like, we're going to go to Hirosaki to get JT."
The woman laughed in a strange tone, which caused them all to turn. "No need to do that, I already have a few agents on that little problem. I expect that within an hour I'll get a call to tell me that they have him and are on their way back. Please, just be patient."
A cry of joy erupted from all, even Aya, and filled the whole area, store and all. Manx smiled at them as Omi bounced up and down cheering as Youji got out a bottle of something to celebrate. When the liquid was poured they all raised their glasses and gave another loud cheer.
"Yay!" Omi yelled over the others. "My baby's coming home to me!"
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JT knocked on the door another time. He had been standing outside for five minutes now. He briefly considered leaving but he doubted that the people left after having placed an emergency order. And even if they had they would return shortly.
Sighing he grumbled something, then turned his back to the door. When he heard the click of the lock he jumped back and whirled around, just in time to have someone grab him around the waist and tackle him to the floor.
With a loud yelp the teen wiggled free from whoever's grasp it was and bolted to the stairs, stumbling every now and then because of his skates. He tripped slightly over one of the steps and did a roll down the rest of the way, landing on his side. After the initial shock had faded he looked up, only to see two people coming down the stairs after him.
Rushing to his feet he clumsily pushed his way out the door and onto the streets. He glided through the numbers of people, hoping he had outrun them. When he finally stopped it was right by the flower shop. Pausing to catch his breath he rubbed his eyes, banishing the tears that dared peek out.
Slowly he made little strides to the back door. Opening it slightly he sniffled then tensed as he heard a car pull upat the end of the alley. Turning his head slightly he comprehended a car door, or to be more precise, a truck door open and one of the men from before step out and run to him. He was instantly snagged and pulled off the ground so he couldn't skate away.
Another bit of shock took the boy over but he quickly got over it and began to yell for help. Unfortunately no one was even remotely close to the back door. As he was being pulled back to the truck he gave one last loud yell and cried out for someone's help he didn't even think of.
"Daddy! Help me!"
Just as the truck door slammed and the man crawled back in both Rachel and Lida came running out of the shop and into the alley. Both females yelled loudly at the vehicle, but it didn't seem to stop it. As it began to go out of sight JT appeared by the window, yelling something unheard.
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"Aunt Lida! They kidnapped him! We have to save him! Aunt Lida!"
Rachel tugged on her aunt's sleeve as she stared after the truck. She didn't want to say it but she had the feeling that whoever it was that took the boy had some sort of twisted right to. The only real reason someone would kidnap him would be to take him back home, but still...
Looking down at her niece she frowned then looked back at the now empty road. The girl at her side was crying and begging her to call the police, but what could they do? They didn't have a license plate number to give, or a very good description of the truck or the driver. All they could say was that the boy was kidnapped. And who could tell if they would be able to find them? Within an hour they could be out of the country.
"Aunt Lida, please!"
"Rachel...this is none of our business. I think whoever it was that took him were his guardians. They came to get him back. Remember? He ran away. We can't do anything now. Let's go."
The older woman went back into the shop and sat down in a chair by the register. Rachel came running in and looked at her with a hurt expression. Fisting her hands together she screeched at the top of her lungs and went storming off up to her room. But before she left she had one last thing to say.
"I'm going to find JT! And when I do I'll bring him back here and we'll live happily together! You just wait and see!"
And then her door slammed shut.
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Manx put her phone down. Four pairs of eyes looked at her with tension. She gave then a wide smile.
"It seems that JT has been caught. Two agents are escorting him back here. They're boarding a private jet at an airport so the plane should arrive late tonight. You had better get his room made up again. I'll come by later tonight, before he should show up. Until then."
Waving goodbye to the men the pretty lady left the store and walked to her car and drove away. Ken locked the door behind her as Omi sprinted up the stairs to go take a shower. Youji had said he was going to go make up the kid's bed and Aya had shrugged and said he'd clean up a bit. At a slight loss Ken went off to get some construction paper and began to make a nice big banner to welcome the boy home with.
Sighing happily he, along with the other three, mentally though how wonderful it would be to have JT home again.
~TBC
Okay, well that was interesting. Next chapter JT meets back with his family and they have a deep heart to heart, but what about Rachel? She has a promise to keep. And she is determined to find him again. Leave a review please!