A Love before Time
Chapter 4- Unrequitted Lover
It had been a week since Tsashi's kidnapping. Kritiker and Weiss were trying all they could to find where she had been taken. Omi had fallen so low into a pit of depression that his computer was collecting dust in the corner of his room.
Kritiker had finally found something of worth for them. "They found that Tsashi will be taken to Takatori on the 16th of this month."
"That's two weeks from now." Yohji said in a questioning tone.
"Yes. Takatori has been very busy though." Manx said.
"Campaigning to become Prime Minister." Ken said.
"Yes." Manx nodded.
"Takatori." Omi muttered. He was beginning to sound like Aya and Aya didn't like that.
"Kritiker found that Schwarz will take her from Este to Takatori's office on the 16th and that he plans to use her to encourage young voters to vote for him. She could be influential to many people." Manx said.
"When do we go after her?" Ken asked.
"On the 16th you'll be able to move into Takatori's offices and retrieve her."
"But that's too long." Omi said. "They've hurt her. I know they have. And it's my fault! It's my fault! I have to save her! I can't let her go through what I did! I won't let her think she's been abandoned!" Omi was becoming hysterical.
Yohji had to grab his arms to keep Omi from running out the door.
Manx was scared. "Perhaps we should let Kritiker keep Omi until the mission is complete. We don't want him hurting himself...or any one else."
"NO!" Omi yelled. "I want to find Tsashi!"
"We will find her, Omi. I promise that she won't be abandoned." Aya promised.
Farfarello was sitting in his small room. He had been zoning into a world of daydreams of things better than his current life. The door opened and Nagi entered. Farfarello grinned at the boy. "Did you know that in a past life you were a frog?" Farfarello chuckled. Nagi stared blankly.
"That's wonderful, Farfarello." He said.
"And Crawford was a moose. And Scheldich was a poodle."
"And what were you?" Nagi asked with mild interest in the insane man's make believe stories. They could sometimes be very amusing.
"I was a rat. God hates rats! Just like he hates me. Don't you know that, Nagi?" Farfarello asked.
"Crawford said you could come out." Nagi said. "And Scheldich said that you are allowed to do as you wish to the girl."
Farfarello tilted his head to the left and asked, "Time for me to play?"
Nagi frowned and nodded.
"Yay!" Farfarello smiled cruelly. "I wanted a new toy." He stood up and brought a book that he had started to read earlier that day.
"What's with the book?" Nagi asked, curiously.
"I want to read it if I get bored." Farfarello chuckled. "It's my favorite story."
"What's it called?" Nagi asked looking at the worn old book.
"Alice In Wonderland." Farfarello chuckled like a mad hatter.
Nagi sighed and walked out of the room. He couldn't take the man any more.
Farfarello wondered down the hall to where Tsashi was kept. He walked in without knocking and found her asleep in the corner. He didn't want to wake the 'angel', so he sat down in a chair and read his book.
An hour later, Tsashi began to stir as she woke from her sleep. That was possibly one of the worst sleeps she had ever had! She nearly jumped up the wall when she saw Farfarello sitting not five feet in front of her. He was reading a book, which he promptly close when she woke. He looked at her with his one yellow eye. She stared back with her two blue-grey ones.
"Mornin' lass." He said in his Irish brogue.
"Hn." She groaned. Not again, she thought. Not again.
Farfarello tilted his head to the left and said, "You talk in your sleep, didna you know?"
She shook her head.
"You were talkin' 'bout how the Black Angel will fall when the White Angel strikes. What is yer philosophy on that?" he asked, curiously. His golden eye watched her expression change into confusion.
"I don't know." She said softly. "I don't know anything anymore." She placed her head in her arms and felt tears well up in her eyes. She would not cry. Not in front of her captive.
Farfarello watched her carefully. "God hates his angels to cry."
Tsashi looked up and met his eye. "Why do you keep calling me that?" she asked.
"What?"
"God's angel. Why do you call me that?"
"Because you look like an angel. Angels are supposed to be beautiful beyond human capabilities." Farfarello said.
"So you're saying I'm too beautiful?" she asked rather confused.
"Yes." He said.
Tsashi shrugged and looked at the ground. No one had ever said that before. She had been called beautiful yes. But no one had ever said she looked like one of God's angels. That was a rather nice compliment from one of her captors.
"Do you read books?" he asked.
She looked at him blankly. "Yes."
"Here." He gave her the book he had finished.
"Alice In Wonderland." She read the title. "I've read this. It's a good story."
"Yes." Farfarello said. "What are you called?" he asked.
"Tsashi." She said still staring at the old book.
"I am Farfarello." He said.
It seemed crazy, and maybe that's what was happening to her, but he seemed like someone she could become a friend with. What was it about him that made her more comfortable than with all others that she had met? Even Nagi made her slightly uncomfortable with his vacant expressions. Farfarello seemed to wear his emotions on his sleeve.
"Thank you." She said.
"You're welcome." He said. "Are you the kitty's pet?" he asked. She didn't understand what he was talking about.
"Huh?" she asked raising a sardonic brow.
"The kitty. The little Weiss. Are you his mouse?"
She didn't like his similes. It made her think he was weirder than he appeared. "No." she said.
"So you don't love him?" Farfarello asked.
It was Tsashi's turn to tilt her head to the side. "Why do you ask?"
"I want to know." He said.
"I barely know him. Just like I barely know any one here. And I don't trust any one here either, for that matter." She said bitterly.
Farfarello frowned. "I don't like you being mean." He said all childlike.
Tsashi almost felt sorry, but then realized that he was the one who had carried her to the car when she had been kidnapped. Her bitterness towards him rose to defensive anger. "And I don't like you at all! Especially since you kidnapped me!"
"Stop yelling!" he screamed and he jumped up. He grabbed her by the collar of the shirt that was his. "Hurting God's angels makes him cry." He said. His face was so close to her's that she could feel his breath on her. What was he going to do to her?
Chapter 4- Unrequitted Lover
It had been a week since Tsashi's kidnapping. Kritiker and Weiss were trying all they could to find where she had been taken. Omi had fallen so low into a pit of depression that his computer was collecting dust in the corner of his room.
Kritiker had finally found something of worth for them. "They found that Tsashi will be taken to Takatori on the 16th of this month."
"That's two weeks from now." Yohji said in a questioning tone.
"Yes. Takatori has been very busy though." Manx said.
"Campaigning to become Prime Minister." Ken said.
"Yes." Manx nodded.
"Takatori." Omi muttered. He was beginning to sound like Aya and Aya didn't like that.
"Kritiker found that Schwarz will take her from Este to Takatori's office on the 16th and that he plans to use her to encourage young voters to vote for him. She could be influential to many people." Manx said.
"When do we go after her?" Ken asked.
"On the 16th you'll be able to move into Takatori's offices and retrieve her."
"But that's too long." Omi said. "They've hurt her. I know they have. And it's my fault! It's my fault! I have to save her! I can't let her go through what I did! I won't let her think she's been abandoned!" Omi was becoming hysterical.
Yohji had to grab his arms to keep Omi from running out the door.
Manx was scared. "Perhaps we should let Kritiker keep Omi until the mission is complete. We don't want him hurting himself...or any one else."
"NO!" Omi yelled. "I want to find Tsashi!"
"We will find her, Omi. I promise that she won't be abandoned." Aya promised.
Farfarello was sitting in his small room. He had been zoning into a world of daydreams of things better than his current life. The door opened and Nagi entered. Farfarello grinned at the boy. "Did you know that in a past life you were a frog?" Farfarello chuckled. Nagi stared blankly.
"That's wonderful, Farfarello." He said.
"And Crawford was a moose. And Scheldich was a poodle."
"And what were you?" Nagi asked with mild interest in the insane man's make believe stories. They could sometimes be very amusing.
"I was a rat. God hates rats! Just like he hates me. Don't you know that, Nagi?" Farfarello asked.
"Crawford said you could come out." Nagi said. "And Scheldich said that you are allowed to do as you wish to the girl."
Farfarello tilted his head to the left and asked, "Time for me to play?"
Nagi frowned and nodded.
"Yay!" Farfarello smiled cruelly. "I wanted a new toy." He stood up and brought a book that he had started to read earlier that day.
"What's with the book?" Nagi asked, curiously.
"I want to read it if I get bored." Farfarello chuckled. "It's my favorite story."
"What's it called?" Nagi asked looking at the worn old book.
"Alice In Wonderland." Farfarello chuckled like a mad hatter.
Nagi sighed and walked out of the room. He couldn't take the man any more.
Farfarello wondered down the hall to where Tsashi was kept. He walked in without knocking and found her asleep in the corner. He didn't want to wake the 'angel', so he sat down in a chair and read his book.
An hour later, Tsashi began to stir as she woke from her sleep. That was possibly one of the worst sleeps she had ever had! She nearly jumped up the wall when she saw Farfarello sitting not five feet in front of her. He was reading a book, which he promptly close when she woke. He looked at her with his one yellow eye. She stared back with her two blue-grey ones.
"Mornin' lass." He said in his Irish brogue.
"Hn." She groaned. Not again, she thought. Not again.
Farfarello tilted his head to the left and said, "You talk in your sleep, didna you know?"
She shook her head.
"You were talkin' 'bout how the Black Angel will fall when the White Angel strikes. What is yer philosophy on that?" he asked, curiously. His golden eye watched her expression change into confusion.
"I don't know." She said softly. "I don't know anything anymore." She placed her head in her arms and felt tears well up in her eyes. She would not cry. Not in front of her captive.
Farfarello watched her carefully. "God hates his angels to cry."
Tsashi looked up and met his eye. "Why do you keep calling me that?" she asked.
"What?"
"God's angel. Why do you call me that?"
"Because you look like an angel. Angels are supposed to be beautiful beyond human capabilities." Farfarello said.
"So you're saying I'm too beautiful?" she asked rather confused.
"Yes." He said.
Tsashi shrugged and looked at the ground. No one had ever said that before. She had been called beautiful yes. But no one had ever said she looked like one of God's angels. That was a rather nice compliment from one of her captors.
"Do you read books?" he asked.
She looked at him blankly. "Yes."
"Here." He gave her the book he had finished.
"Alice In Wonderland." She read the title. "I've read this. It's a good story."
"Yes." Farfarello said. "What are you called?" he asked.
"Tsashi." She said still staring at the old book.
"I am Farfarello." He said.
It seemed crazy, and maybe that's what was happening to her, but he seemed like someone she could become a friend with. What was it about him that made her more comfortable than with all others that she had met? Even Nagi made her slightly uncomfortable with his vacant expressions. Farfarello seemed to wear his emotions on his sleeve.
"Thank you." She said.
"You're welcome." He said. "Are you the kitty's pet?" he asked. She didn't understand what he was talking about.
"Huh?" she asked raising a sardonic brow.
"The kitty. The little Weiss. Are you his mouse?"
She didn't like his similes. It made her think he was weirder than he appeared. "No." she said.
"So you don't love him?" Farfarello asked.
It was Tsashi's turn to tilt her head to the side. "Why do you ask?"
"I want to know." He said.
"I barely know him. Just like I barely know any one here. And I don't trust any one here either, for that matter." She said bitterly.
Farfarello frowned. "I don't like you being mean." He said all childlike.
Tsashi almost felt sorry, but then realized that he was the one who had carried her to the car when she had been kidnapped. Her bitterness towards him rose to defensive anger. "And I don't like you at all! Especially since you kidnapped me!"
"Stop yelling!" he screamed and he jumped up. He grabbed her by the collar of the shirt that was his. "Hurting God's angels makes him cry." He said. His face was so close to her's that she could feel his breath on her. What was he going to do to her?