Title: Witness
Author: ME! GirlieG
Summary: When Taichi witnesses a murder by a gang, the gang comes after him since he's the only witness. After Yamato saves Taichi from them once, Yamato swears to protect Taichi from them, even if it costs him his own life. . .but what if it does?
Rating: Pg-13 for a couple swears *grin
Other: Read AND review. No review=no story
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Taichi Kamiya ambled down the street away from the soccer field. His tanned arms rested on the back of his head, while his rough hands rested on his neck. Taichi yawned exhaustedly, the yawn bringing tears to his chocolate brown eyes. He stretched his arms before adjusting the strap from his sports bag across his shoulder. The sports bag bumped against his short clad legs as he walked. "What an exhausting practice," Taichi said aloud to himself, "I think I'll just take a shower and treat myself to another afternoon lazing about in front of the T.V."
Taichi kept walking in silence until his apartment building came into view. "Home sweet home!" Taichi chirped to himself as he walked toward the building. Normally, he didn't mind the extra block walk to his apartment building, but today, Taichi decided to take the short cut to his apartment. He turned right down an alley and continued to walk unaware of the disturbance down the alley. As he approached the center of the long alley, he heard voices and instantly slowed.
"I gave you enough time to get what I asked for you know," a voice droning silkily.
"P. . .please sir, I will have the wanted weapons at a later time, I just n. . . need one more day s. . .sir. . .to get the specifics all straightened out."
"I've already gave you a two week extension Masaki," The silky voice responds, "I think I've been more than fair have I not?"
"Y. . .yes sir, b. . .but. . .I'm really close to getting what you want. . ."
"I'm tired of waiting Masaki," The voice replied, "I think your services aren't needed anymore."
At this point, Taichi could only watch in horror and hid himself behind a garbage can. He knew he should run and get the police, but he found himself only able to tremble. He swallowed and watched transfixed.
"N. . .No Please sir! I promise to get them! Just one more day! That's all I require!" The whimpering man Masaki pleaded.
"You tire me Masaki," The man replied sounding bored then nodded to two men behind him, "Koujouro, Shibumi, you know what to do." Then the man walked out of Taichi's view.
"No. . .please. . .noooo!" Masaki whimpered. Taichi's eyes grew larger as he watched the men Koujouro and Shibumi advance on Masaki. His breath hitched as one of the two pulled out a black object and pointed it at Masaki who was whimpering, sobbing, and begging for his life. "I'll get them to you Sir, please don't kill me.Please! PLEASE!!! I BEG YOU PLEA-." *BANG!*
Taichi gasped loudly as he watched one of the men pull the trigger and end Masaki's life. He gulped and backed away in horror, in turn, knocking a metal garbage can over. 'Shit!' he thought in terror as Koujouro, Shibumi, and "Sir" turned around.
"HEY!" Koujouro yelled at Taichi. Taichi's eyes grew larger, if at all possible and he took off down the alley. Koujouro and Shibumi watched as he took off.
"Go after him. Bring him back alive. . .we can't have him tattling on us now can we?" 'Sir' ordered.
"Right," Koujouro and Shibumi answered as they took off after Taichi.
Taichi ran frantically down the alleyway away from the men. "STOP!" one of them yelled. Taichi stopped for a split second looking around. To his right there was another branch to the alleyway, not an escape route, but he knew the alleys well and could probably lose them in there. Straight ahead was the exit, but these men were dangerous and quite possibly had more dangerous and probably quieter guns.if he were to keep running straight, then they would probably chase him down.
With that in mind, Taichi dove down the side alley and took off. "STOP NOW AND WE WON'T HURT YOU," the same voice yelled. Taichi ignored him and ran down the alley jumping over obstacles and winding through fallen items.
The footsteps got closer and closer as Taichi fought to stay ahead. After awhile, Taichi began to tire, and felt hands grab him from behind and hustle him up against the wall. Taichi hit the wall face first with a pain filled yelp. One hand from behind him grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, while the other hand gripped a handful of his unruly brown hair pulling it from the scalp.
Though Taichi was in both shock, and pain, all Taichi allowed himself to do was take a shuddered breath. He let out a pained gasp and asked, "Wh. . .what do you want from me?"
The person behind him chuckled. "He wants to know what we want. . .LISTEN kid," the person behind him sneered cruelly yanking on Taichi's hair eliciting another pain filled gasp, "you've seen too much, our leader wants you brought back alive."
"I. . .I won't say anything I swear," Taichi mumbled quickly. The person behind him chuckled.
"Sure ya won't," he answered slamming Taichi's head into the concrete wall. Taichi gasped and saw stars as his head was racked with dizziness. He was vaguely aware of his body being turned around and his wrists being foced in front of him. Something rough was being forced around his wrists, which quickly brought him back to his senses.
"NO!" Taichi cried struggling with is attacker. The attacker finished tying his wrists together with coarse rope with Taichi struggling and turned the boy back around so his head was into the wall again.
Taichi saw this as his only opportunity and struggled even more wildly and snapped his head back into the other attacker's face. His attacker howled in pain and jumped back as Taichi pushed off the wall and started to run, only to have another set of hands shove him back against the wall. Taichi grunted and struggled against these hands too. The voice behind him laughed, and it sent chills up Taichi's spine.
"Now now Koujouro," the voice snickered, "I would hope you could handle a kid."
"Shut it Shibumi," Koujouro growled, "This kid's dead as soon as our leader is done with him." Taichi felt his blood run cold.
"HEY!!!! SOMEBODY!!! ANYBOD- Oof," Taichi screamed as his head connected with the wall again. The next thing he knew, a strip of cloth was forced over his eyes and one was forced into his mouth. Taichi continued to scream, the sound muffled by the gag as he struggled.
"Enough of this," Shibumi hissed, "he'll alert someone to our presence down here." Shibumi flipped Taichi around and a split second later, something cold and metallic was placed against Taichi's throat.
Taichi stilled as he realized what it was. "Yeah," Shibumi muttered almost soothingly, "you know what that is don't you?"
Taichi remained still and silent as fear overwhelmed him. 'Oh. My. God.' Taichi thought in horror, 'He's got a knife!'
Shibumi grabbed a fist full of Taichi's hair and pulled back exposing Taichi's throat more. "Do you like the feeling of this against your throat?"
Taichi carefully shook his head as Shibumi trailed the knife down Taichi's cheek. "Be a good boy and come along silently."
Taichi swallowed as Shibumi released him and shoved him forward. "Walk," Shibumi ordered.
Taichi was unable to think of what to do as he blindly walked forward, stumbling on the way. 'What do I do?' Taichi thought frantically, 'I can't yell, I can't see, but I can't just go with them! They'll kill me anyways from what I saw them do. . .'
Making a split second decision, Taichi took off running blindly down the alleyway. He knew just about where he was in the alley and ran in the direction of the exit. "HEY!" he heard from behind him, "FUCKIN KID GET BACK HERE!" Taichi heard footsteps behind him and ran on.
Blindly, he turned the corner of the alleyway, connecting with the wall as he ran. The footsteps got closer and in terror, he continued on. Finally, rough hands grabbed him and tackled him to the ground. Taichi blacked out the conversation as his terror took over. He felt himself being lifted from the ground and slung over one of the men's shoulders. "Should. . . .kept. . .eye. . . him." One of the voices was saying.
"Yeah. . ." the other answered, "but. . .got. . .came for."
Taichi began to cry as he felt hopelessness. He knew he couldn't go quietly and started struggling wildly until the man dropped him. Taichi quickly jumped to his feet and tried to run again. Same rough hands grabbed him, then left him for a moment.
A second later, the hands jumped on him again. Taichi fought back. "Nmmmmooooo!" He screamed into his gag struggling harder. Taichi did not want to be taken this way. Vaguely, a voice called him by name. But Taichi didn't recognize it.
///TAICHI!\\\
Taichi's mind drew a blank on the owner of the voice, but he knew it was familiar to him somehow. At the moment he didn't care; he just wanted to escape. Taichi knew he would die if he stopped struggling and he was too young to die!
//TAICHI!\\
A new wave of terror overcame him as the hands lifted his torso up. He knew the voice. . .but couldn't place the voice. All Taichi knew was that these hands wanted to harm him!. . .didn't they?
/TAICHI!\
But there was something about that voice. . .it was so familiar to him. Maybe these hands were friendly. . .perhaps they wouldn't harm them. No These hands wouldn't harm him. . .right? Suddenly something stung Taichi's face.
"TAICHI!" That voice! He knew it! Taichi instantly relaxed as the voice reached for the blindfold on Taichi's eyes, continuing softly and choked, "Baka, hold still I'll get this off of you."
Taichi felt the blindfold fall away and he blinked his eyes rapidly, wiping away the tears and the pain from his eyes with his hands bound in front of him. When Taichi opened his eyes, he looked straight into the concerned blue eyes of his best friend. "Ymmoo," Taichi grunted beginning to cry again.
His best friend offered Taichi a reassuring smile before reaching around to untie the gag. "Jesus Taichi, are you alright?" he asked looking pale.
Taichi flexed his jaw gingerly before replying shakily, "I. . .I think so. You have NO idea how glad I am to see you. . .will you untie me please Yama?" Taichi's voice came out a whimper and Yamato Ishida, his best friend nodded and smiled at Taichi.
"Of course Tai just a second," Yamato said in a gentle voice. He worked the knots off of Taichi's bound hands. As soon as Taichi's hands were free, Taichi first rubbed circulation into them, then reached back to gingerly touch the bump forming on his head. Taichi winced as he made contact with it.
Yamato moved Taichi's hand and rose on his knees to inspect it himself. He frowned at the bump but said, "Ah it's just a bump you wuss!" Yamato laughed and Taichi managed a small smile. Yamato then got more serious and looked Taichi in the eyes. "Did they hurt you Taichi?" he asked.
"No they hadn't yet, just a few scrapes. But I can deal with that considering. . ." Then it all hit Taichi, "G. . .God Yama, they were gonna k. . .ill me." Taichi then launched himself at Yamato who paled and pulled Taichi close closing his eyes.
'God. . .what if something had gone differently?' he asked himself. Then he went over everything that he had done that day that could have potentially changed Taichi's outcome. Yamato paled and pulled Taichi closer.
'What if. . .'
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Oh dear what have I gotten Taichi into? Hehe well read and review and I'll post another chapter! : )
Author: ME! GirlieG
Summary: When Taichi witnesses a murder by a gang, the gang comes after him since he's the only witness. After Yamato saves Taichi from them once, Yamato swears to protect Taichi from them, even if it costs him his own life. . .but what if it does?
Rating: Pg-13 for a couple swears *grin
Other: Read AND review. No review=no story
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Taichi Kamiya ambled down the street away from the soccer field. His tanned arms rested on the back of his head, while his rough hands rested on his neck. Taichi yawned exhaustedly, the yawn bringing tears to his chocolate brown eyes. He stretched his arms before adjusting the strap from his sports bag across his shoulder. The sports bag bumped against his short clad legs as he walked. "What an exhausting practice," Taichi said aloud to himself, "I think I'll just take a shower and treat myself to another afternoon lazing about in front of the T.V."
Taichi kept walking in silence until his apartment building came into view. "Home sweet home!" Taichi chirped to himself as he walked toward the building. Normally, he didn't mind the extra block walk to his apartment building, but today, Taichi decided to take the short cut to his apartment. He turned right down an alley and continued to walk unaware of the disturbance down the alley. As he approached the center of the long alley, he heard voices and instantly slowed.
"I gave you enough time to get what I asked for you know," a voice droning silkily.
"P. . .please sir, I will have the wanted weapons at a later time, I just n. . . need one more day s. . .sir. . .to get the specifics all straightened out."
"I've already gave you a two week extension Masaki," The silky voice responds, "I think I've been more than fair have I not?"
"Y. . .yes sir, b. . .but. . .I'm really close to getting what you want. . ."
"I'm tired of waiting Masaki," The voice replied, "I think your services aren't needed anymore."
At this point, Taichi could only watch in horror and hid himself behind a garbage can. He knew he should run and get the police, but he found himself only able to tremble. He swallowed and watched transfixed.
"N. . .No Please sir! I promise to get them! Just one more day! That's all I require!" The whimpering man Masaki pleaded.
"You tire me Masaki," The man replied sounding bored then nodded to two men behind him, "Koujouro, Shibumi, you know what to do." Then the man walked out of Taichi's view.
"No. . .please. . .noooo!" Masaki whimpered. Taichi's eyes grew larger as he watched the men Koujouro and Shibumi advance on Masaki. His breath hitched as one of the two pulled out a black object and pointed it at Masaki who was whimpering, sobbing, and begging for his life. "I'll get them to you Sir, please don't kill me.Please! PLEASE!!! I BEG YOU PLEA-." *BANG!*
Taichi gasped loudly as he watched one of the men pull the trigger and end Masaki's life. He gulped and backed away in horror, in turn, knocking a metal garbage can over. 'Shit!' he thought in terror as Koujouro, Shibumi, and "Sir" turned around.
"HEY!" Koujouro yelled at Taichi. Taichi's eyes grew larger, if at all possible and he took off down the alley. Koujouro and Shibumi watched as he took off.
"Go after him. Bring him back alive. . .we can't have him tattling on us now can we?" 'Sir' ordered.
"Right," Koujouro and Shibumi answered as they took off after Taichi.
Taichi ran frantically down the alleyway away from the men. "STOP!" one of them yelled. Taichi stopped for a split second looking around. To his right there was another branch to the alleyway, not an escape route, but he knew the alleys well and could probably lose them in there. Straight ahead was the exit, but these men were dangerous and quite possibly had more dangerous and probably quieter guns.if he were to keep running straight, then they would probably chase him down.
With that in mind, Taichi dove down the side alley and took off. "STOP NOW AND WE WON'T HURT YOU," the same voice yelled. Taichi ignored him and ran down the alley jumping over obstacles and winding through fallen items.
The footsteps got closer and closer as Taichi fought to stay ahead. After awhile, Taichi began to tire, and felt hands grab him from behind and hustle him up against the wall. Taichi hit the wall face first with a pain filled yelp. One hand from behind him grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, while the other hand gripped a handful of his unruly brown hair pulling it from the scalp.
Though Taichi was in both shock, and pain, all Taichi allowed himself to do was take a shuddered breath. He let out a pained gasp and asked, "Wh. . .what do you want from me?"
The person behind him chuckled. "He wants to know what we want. . .LISTEN kid," the person behind him sneered cruelly yanking on Taichi's hair eliciting another pain filled gasp, "you've seen too much, our leader wants you brought back alive."
"I. . .I won't say anything I swear," Taichi mumbled quickly. The person behind him chuckled.
"Sure ya won't," he answered slamming Taichi's head into the concrete wall. Taichi gasped and saw stars as his head was racked with dizziness. He was vaguely aware of his body being turned around and his wrists being foced in front of him. Something rough was being forced around his wrists, which quickly brought him back to his senses.
"NO!" Taichi cried struggling with is attacker. The attacker finished tying his wrists together with coarse rope with Taichi struggling and turned the boy back around so his head was into the wall again.
Taichi saw this as his only opportunity and struggled even more wildly and snapped his head back into the other attacker's face. His attacker howled in pain and jumped back as Taichi pushed off the wall and started to run, only to have another set of hands shove him back against the wall. Taichi grunted and struggled against these hands too. The voice behind him laughed, and it sent chills up Taichi's spine.
"Now now Koujouro," the voice snickered, "I would hope you could handle a kid."
"Shut it Shibumi," Koujouro growled, "This kid's dead as soon as our leader is done with him." Taichi felt his blood run cold.
"HEY!!!! SOMEBODY!!! ANYBOD- Oof," Taichi screamed as his head connected with the wall again. The next thing he knew, a strip of cloth was forced over his eyes and one was forced into his mouth. Taichi continued to scream, the sound muffled by the gag as he struggled.
"Enough of this," Shibumi hissed, "he'll alert someone to our presence down here." Shibumi flipped Taichi around and a split second later, something cold and metallic was placed against Taichi's throat.
Taichi stilled as he realized what it was. "Yeah," Shibumi muttered almost soothingly, "you know what that is don't you?"
Taichi remained still and silent as fear overwhelmed him. 'Oh. My. God.' Taichi thought in horror, 'He's got a knife!'
Shibumi grabbed a fist full of Taichi's hair and pulled back exposing Taichi's throat more. "Do you like the feeling of this against your throat?"
Taichi carefully shook his head as Shibumi trailed the knife down Taichi's cheek. "Be a good boy and come along silently."
Taichi swallowed as Shibumi released him and shoved him forward. "Walk," Shibumi ordered.
Taichi was unable to think of what to do as he blindly walked forward, stumbling on the way. 'What do I do?' Taichi thought frantically, 'I can't yell, I can't see, but I can't just go with them! They'll kill me anyways from what I saw them do. . .'
Making a split second decision, Taichi took off running blindly down the alleyway. He knew just about where he was in the alley and ran in the direction of the exit. "HEY!" he heard from behind him, "FUCKIN KID GET BACK HERE!" Taichi heard footsteps behind him and ran on.
Blindly, he turned the corner of the alleyway, connecting with the wall as he ran. The footsteps got closer and in terror, he continued on. Finally, rough hands grabbed him and tackled him to the ground. Taichi blacked out the conversation as his terror took over. He felt himself being lifted from the ground and slung over one of the men's shoulders. "Should. . . .kept. . .eye. . . him." One of the voices was saying.
"Yeah. . ." the other answered, "but. . .got. . .came for."
Taichi began to cry as he felt hopelessness. He knew he couldn't go quietly and started struggling wildly until the man dropped him. Taichi quickly jumped to his feet and tried to run again. Same rough hands grabbed him, then left him for a moment.
A second later, the hands jumped on him again. Taichi fought back. "Nmmmmooooo!" He screamed into his gag struggling harder. Taichi did not want to be taken this way. Vaguely, a voice called him by name. But Taichi didn't recognize it.
///TAICHI!\\\
Taichi's mind drew a blank on the owner of the voice, but he knew it was familiar to him somehow. At the moment he didn't care; he just wanted to escape. Taichi knew he would die if he stopped struggling and he was too young to die!
//TAICHI!\\
A new wave of terror overcame him as the hands lifted his torso up. He knew the voice. . .but couldn't place the voice. All Taichi knew was that these hands wanted to harm him!. . .didn't they?
/TAICHI!\
But there was something about that voice. . .it was so familiar to him. Maybe these hands were friendly. . .perhaps they wouldn't harm them. No These hands wouldn't harm him. . .right? Suddenly something stung Taichi's face.
"TAICHI!" That voice! He knew it! Taichi instantly relaxed as the voice reached for the blindfold on Taichi's eyes, continuing softly and choked, "Baka, hold still I'll get this off of you."
Taichi felt the blindfold fall away and he blinked his eyes rapidly, wiping away the tears and the pain from his eyes with his hands bound in front of him. When Taichi opened his eyes, he looked straight into the concerned blue eyes of his best friend. "Ymmoo," Taichi grunted beginning to cry again.
His best friend offered Taichi a reassuring smile before reaching around to untie the gag. "Jesus Taichi, are you alright?" he asked looking pale.
Taichi flexed his jaw gingerly before replying shakily, "I. . .I think so. You have NO idea how glad I am to see you. . .will you untie me please Yama?" Taichi's voice came out a whimper and Yamato Ishida, his best friend nodded and smiled at Taichi.
"Of course Tai just a second," Yamato said in a gentle voice. He worked the knots off of Taichi's bound hands. As soon as Taichi's hands were free, Taichi first rubbed circulation into them, then reached back to gingerly touch the bump forming on his head. Taichi winced as he made contact with it.
Yamato moved Taichi's hand and rose on his knees to inspect it himself. He frowned at the bump but said, "Ah it's just a bump you wuss!" Yamato laughed and Taichi managed a small smile. Yamato then got more serious and looked Taichi in the eyes. "Did they hurt you Taichi?" he asked.
"No they hadn't yet, just a few scrapes. But I can deal with that considering. . ." Then it all hit Taichi, "G. . .God Yama, they were gonna k. . .ill me." Taichi then launched himself at Yamato who paled and pulled Taichi close closing his eyes.
'God. . .what if something had gone differently?' he asked himself. Then he went over everything that he had done that day that could have potentially changed Taichi's outcome. Yamato paled and pulled Taichi closer.
'What if. . .'
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Oh dear what have I gotten Taichi into? Hehe well read and review and I'll post another chapter! : )