Notes:
Hey buddies! I'm really sorry if some
of this seems far-fetched, but, damnit, this is my universe!! LOL,
thank you so much for all the feedback I've been getting, you're all awesome!
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Crying Roses
By: Emmy
Part Eight
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Sanosuke rushed to that house faster than he had anything in his entire life. He couldn't bear to spend another moment without Aya, because in all actuality, these were the last chances. Hajime had taken the girl away without his permission, although deep down he figured that it wasn't that big of a deal. He loved and trusted Hajime, even if he didn't want to take the time to admit it to himself.
The man threw open the door without bothering to knock.
"Aya!"
"Daddy?" A somewhat groggy voice asked from behind a familiar couch. After that, a familiar head popped up. "Daddy!"
Aya ran to her father with her arms outstretched, a huge grin slapped on her small face. Sanosuke knelt down and let his daughter climb up into his arms like a small monkey which she uncannily resembled. "Oh, baby. I missed you!"
She giggled and clung a little closer, " It's on'y been a day. Oh, you're silly, daddy!"
"Yes, daddy is silly, isn't he?"
Sanosuke's eyes raised to meet the voice and found his heart warm slightly Hajime was looking down on his with his arms crossed, but warming his menacing, superior figure was a tell-tale smile on his face. Nothing could be menacing with Hajime smiling back at him like that. He quickly dismissed any anger that he had felt towards Hajime and knew that it must have been justified. This man standing in front of him would never do anything to intentionally hurt him. Holding his little girl and seeing his lover made everything perfect. But these things couldn't last for long, and that was something that he knew. He picked up his small child and stood up, stepping closer to Hajime. The first step he had taken to him instead of away from him. A change in pace...
"Daddy!! Wait 'til I tell you about all the stuff that 'appened ta me today!" Aya giggled, pointing to a bandaide on her small arm.
It had taken Sanosuke a few minutes to realize just what it was. Bandaide?
"Aya, what happened to your arm, sweetie?" His eyebrows furrowed up in confusion.
"Sano, your little girl was in the middle of a nap. Why don't we go and talk for a little bit and let her get the rest of her sleep. She did have a very busy day, after all." Hajime said calmly, reaching out to the child. "I could tuck her in and you could wait for me upstairs, but I'm sure that you'd prefer to do it, wouldn't you?"
The other man gave a slightly breathy, "Yeah... you go up and wait for me. I'll be there in a second."
Hajime nodded and quickly departed.
Sanosuke looked down at his sleepy Aya and laughed. "You finish up your little nap, and then you can tell me the story, all right?"
She nodded with a small yawn, her eyes dropping shut. She was ridiculously tired, over the years Sano knew when she was faking it and when it was real. Aya was a straightforward girl, but if there was one thing that she was bad about, it was knowing when her energy was spent, and because of that she fought desperately to keep up with the world as all hours of the night. That must have been a trait she picked up from her daddy.
Laying her down softly, Sanosuke placed a quick peck on her forehead and whispered, "Have sweet dreams, baby."
He pulled the knitted, deep navy blanket over her as she quickly drifted away. He turned from his daughter and headed for the stairs. Saitou would be waiting for him...
The ascension was rushed as he sauntered his way into Saitou's room. He wasn't sure what Saitou was going to tell him, but that didn't the fact that it was probably something bad. Things just kept getting worse and worse.
He took in a deep breath as he entered the room, and saw Saitou sitting on the edge of the bed, hands heavily supporting his body, gripped to his knees. "Hey there." He greeted with a small smile.
Sanosuke waited for a moment, making sure that he was completely calm. He didn't want to lash out as Saitou before he knew exactly what the man was doing. "Tell me, now, Saitou."
The man looked him in the eyes, gestured for Sanosuke to have a seat. The other man quickly refused and just told him to continue.
"Sanosuke, do you remember the reason that I first came here to your home?" His face was complacent as he watched the man.
"Yeah... it was about Mamoru's death, wasn't it?" He allowed a brief moment of sadness grace his face as he talked further. "What does that have to do with anything now?"
"The case was put on a hiatus due to lack of evidence. Today, I took Aya in for a blood test, just on the off chance that Yoshimita Takimaru wasn't her biological father. I wasn't sure what type of a woman Megumi was, so I decided not to question it and just make a decision. He refused to take it, saying that he had nothing to prove, and he was disgusted that it would even be brought up that he wasn't Aya's father. I told him that since his name wasn't on the birth certificate, then he would have to take the paternity test, and without it he wouldn't be able to stand in court. I told him that I was taking Aya in this morning, so we would have her DNA ready and as soon as he was ready, it would already be there. That's where I took Aya this morning, and... to tell you the truth, I got more than what I bargained for." Saitou looked around the room before he stood up and took a few steps over to Sanosuke.
"Wait... what are you telling me? How does this have to do with Mamoru?" Sanosuke voice became a little shaky, trying to understand what Saitou was getting at. But his mind refused to.
"He came in while I was there, threw a tantrum, and ended up causing quite a ruckus at the hospital. He ran off after breaking a table, and being escorted out by security. I can't say that I'm the most... moral person out there, so I didn't hesitate and beg for his consent when I saw that he left a little bit of blood on the table from his tantrum. Since I was already there, I decided to use that . The nurses argued with me a little, but as soon as I flashed my badge, they immediately changed their minds. I was pissed that he tried to do something stupid around Aya. This would already help matters that he couldn't control his temper, but if this proved his nil relation to Aya, there wouldn't even be a reason to go to court."
"You still haven't told me what this has to do with Mamoru." Sanosuke growled soundly, trying to keep his own dismay in check.
"His DNA matched in the computer archive that's linked with the police mainframe. It matched with the blood that was found at the crime scene where Mamoru was killed."
A moment of silence echoed through the room, Sanosuke jaw was agape.
Eyes widened from the boy, the moment extending to a minute.
"Yoshimita Takimaru... that fucker killed Mamoru?!"
"Sanosuke. Nothing is certain yet, but we need to find him before anything else happens. We need to keep in eye on Aya."
The rooster head collapsed forward into his own arms, wrapping around his body. He moved briefly to cradle his head in his palms. Grunts emanated from his throat and he spun around and drove his fist ferociously into the wall. "Fucking bastard!!!"
Saitou rose to his feet and hurried over to the mans back, resting his hands on his shoulders. "It's all right, Sanosuke. I already called a few units out on him, he'll be arrested in no time."
"Why is he after Aya?! Why!?" he screamed, pounding his fists continuously against the drywall. "Did he want to fucking take her away from me twice?!"
The policeman tightened his grip on Sanosuke's shoulders, and pulled the man to his chest. "He does want Aya. For what reason, I'm not sure. But it is certain that he is not her biological father. She's all yours." Saitou hugged him, placing a gentle kiss on his neck. Sanosuke was quivering.
"Goddamn right she's mine... she's my baby..."
Sanosuke walked down the stairs the moment that he calmed down, and entered into Aya's small room, just to get a look at his girl. Saitou was hovered nearby in the doorway, right behind the man.
Turning away from the bed, now that he could see she was safe, he talked to Saitou.
The two walked out of the room as Sanosuke spoke up, "I think I'm going to head back to my house to get some clothes for Aya. He obviously knows where my house is, but she should be safe here. We'll stay here until he's arrested..."
Sanosuke felt a hand on his shoulder again, pulling him closer. "I was hoping that you would stay longer than that."
The boy looked over his shoulder, looking slightly confused. "Do you seriously mean that?"
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it, Sanosuke."
"Thanks, we'll see just how everything works out, and then I'll tell you my... decision."
"Sanosuke," Saitou lowered his voice to a complete seriousness, "I've never done anything to upset you. You have no idea how sorry I am about how things ended last time. You mean so much to me, please accept my apology."
The other man nodded and raised his hand. "Like I said, I'll get back to you about that."
Saitou watched Sanosuke walk away, and then said to his back, "Be careful, Sanosuke."
Sanosuke dug through Aya's drawers with ease, grabbing a bagful of the young girl's clothing. His next stop was in the bathroom, grabbing her favorite shampoo, toothbrush, and soap. Aya just never felt comfortable until she was at home with familiar smells. Even if she did feel at home with Saitou...
"Yeah... she does, doesn't she?" Sanosuke said absently to himself.
He shook his head and then paused for a moment, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
The man took in another deep breath, and leaned all his weight on his hands, looking at himself. He ran a hand through his hair and shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't getting any younger... and with a little girl, as a bisexual man, things couldn't get much better.
Sanosuke found himself smiling automatically as he thought of Saitou and turned away from the mirror. He leaned his seat against the edge of the linoleum, arching his back.
The smallest trouble he had with Saitou had been that one thing about having children and a wife... and even then they were separate. Aya could meet his kids... maybe get a friend. Sanosuke hadn't remembered how old they were... maybe one of them could even baby-sit her, if they turned out to be older.
For a final decision, he would ask Aya. Other than that... he felt good about things. And he loved Saitou more than anyone, with the exception of Aya.
He walked out of the bathroom quickly, but then paused as he turned his direction, needing to pay one more visit to Aya's room. He needed to grab her a few of her stuffed animals.
He reached out to flick on the switch, but hesitated as he felt a slight breeze in the room.
Sanosuke bit his lip as he saw a shadow by the open window. He couldn't keep quiet anymore.
"Come out, you son of a bitch!!"
And sure enough, walked out from the shadows Yoshimita Takimaru.
End of part
Crying Roses
By: Emmy
Part Eight
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Sanosuke rushed to that house faster than he had anything in his entire life. He couldn't bear to spend another moment without Aya, because in all actuality, these were the last chances. Hajime had taken the girl away without his permission, although deep down he figured that it wasn't that big of a deal. He loved and trusted Hajime, even if he didn't want to take the time to admit it to himself.
The man threw open the door without bothering to knock.
"Aya!"
"Daddy?" A somewhat groggy voice asked from behind a familiar couch. After that, a familiar head popped up. "Daddy!"
Aya ran to her father with her arms outstretched, a huge grin slapped on her small face. Sanosuke knelt down and let his daughter climb up into his arms like a small monkey which she uncannily resembled. "Oh, baby. I missed you!"
She giggled and clung a little closer, " It's on'y been a day. Oh, you're silly, daddy!"
"Yes, daddy is silly, isn't he?"
Sanosuke's eyes raised to meet the voice and found his heart warm slightly Hajime was looking down on his with his arms crossed, but warming his menacing, superior figure was a tell-tale smile on his face. Nothing could be menacing with Hajime smiling back at him like that. He quickly dismissed any anger that he had felt towards Hajime and knew that it must have been justified. This man standing in front of him would never do anything to intentionally hurt him. Holding his little girl and seeing his lover made everything perfect. But these things couldn't last for long, and that was something that he knew. He picked up his small child and stood up, stepping closer to Hajime. The first step he had taken to him instead of away from him. A change in pace...
"Daddy!! Wait 'til I tell you about all the stuff that 'appened ta me today!" Aya giggled, pointing to a bandaide on her small arm.
It had taken Sanosuke a few minutes to realize just what it was. Bandaide?
"Aya, what happened to your arm, sweetie?" His eyebrows furrowed up in confusion.
"Sano, your little girl was in the middle of a nap. Why don't we go and talk for a little bit and let her get the rest of her sleep. She did have a very busy day, after all." Hajime said calmly, reaching out to the child. "I could tuck her in and you could wait for me upstairs, but I'm sure that you'd prefer to do it, wouldn't you?"
The other man gave a slightly breathy, "Yeah... you go up and wait for me. I'll be there in a second."
Hajime nodded and quickly departed.
Sanosuke looked down at his sleepy Aya and laughed. "You finish up your little nap, and then you can tell me the story, all right?"
She nodded with a small yawn, her eyes dropping shut. She was ridiculously tired, over the years Sano knew when she was faking it and when it was real. Aya was a straightforward girl, but if there was one thing that she was bad about, it was knowing when her energy was spent, and because of that she fought desperately to keep up with the world as all hours of the night. That must have been a trait she picked up from her daddy.
Laying her down softly, Sanosuke placed a quick peck on her forehead and whispered, "Have sweet dreams, baby."
He pulled the knitted, deep navy blanket over her as she quickly drifted away. He turned from his daughter and headed for the stairs. Saitou would be waiting for him...
The ascension was rushed as he sauntered his way into Saitou's room. He wasn't sure what Saitou was going to tell him, but that didn't the fact that it was probably something bad. Things just kept getting worse and worse.
He took in a deep breath as he entered the room, and saw Saitou sitting on the edge of the bed, hands heavily supporting his body, gripped to his knees. "Hey there." He greeted with a small smile.
Sanosuke waited for a moment, making sure that he was completely calm. He didn't want to lash out as Saitou before he knew exactly what the man was doing. "Tell me, now, Saitou."
The man looked him in the eyes, gestured for Sanosuke to have a seat. The other man quickly refused and just told him to continue.
"Sanosuke, do you remember the reason that I first came here to your home?" His face was complacent as he watched the man.
"Yeah... it was about Mamoru's death, wasn't it?" He allowed a brief moment of sadness grace his face as he talked further. "What does that have to do with anything now?"
"The case was put on a hiatus due to lack of evidence. Today, I took Aya in for a blood test, just on the off chance that Yoshimita Takimaru wasn't her biological father. I wasn't sure what type of a woman Megumi was, so I decided not to question it and just make a decision. He refused to take it, saying that he had nothing to prove, and he was disgusted that it would even be brought up that he wasn't Aya's father. I told him that since his name wasn't on the birth certificate, then he would have to take the paternity test, and without it he wouldn't be able to stand in court. I told him that I was taking Aya in this morning, so we would have her DNA ready and as soon as he was ready, it would already be there. That's where I took Aya this morning, and... to tell you the truth, I got more than what I bargained for." Saitou looked around the room before he stood up and took a few steps over to Sanosuke.
"Wait... what are you telling me? How does this have to do with Mamoru?" Sanosuke voice became a little shaky, trying to understand what Saitou was getting at. But his mind refused to.
"He came in while I was there, threw a tantrum, and ended up causing quite a ruckus at the hospital. He ran off after breaking a table, and being escorted out by security. I can't say that I'm the most... moral person out there, so I didn't hesitate and beg for his consent when I saw that he left a little bit of blood on the table from his tantrum. Since I was already there, I decided to use that . The nurses argued with me a little, but as soon as I flashed my badge, they immediately changed their minds. I was pissed that he tried to do something stupid around Aya. This would already help matters that he couldn't control his temper, but if this proved his nil relation to Aya, there wouldn't even be a reason to go to court."
"You still haven't told me what this has to do with Mamoru." Sanosuke growled soundly, trying to keep his own dismay in check.
"His DNA matched in the computer archive that's linked with the police mainframe. It matched with the blood that was found at the crime scene where Mamoru was killed."
A moment of silence echoed through the room, Sanosuke jaw was agape.
Eyes widened from the boy, the moment extending to a minute.
"Yoshimita Takimaru... that fucker killed Mamoru?!"
"Sanosuke. Nothing is certain yet, but we need to find him before anything else happens. We need to keep in eye on Aya."
The rooster head collapsed forward into his own arms, wrapping around his body. He moved briefly to cradle his head in his palms. Grunts emanated from his throat and he spun around and drove his fist ferociously into the wall. "Fucking bastard!!!"
Saitou rose to his feet and hurried over to the mans back, resting his hands on his shoulders. "It's all right, Sanosuke. I already called a few units out on him, he'll be arrested in no time."
"Why is he after Aya?! Why!?" he screamed, pounding his fists continuously against the drywall. "Did he want to fucking take her away from me twice?!"
The policeman tightened his grip on Sanosuke's shoulders, and pulled the man to his chest. "He does want Aya. For what reason, I'm not sure. But it is certain that he is not her biological father. She's all yours." Saitou hugged him, placing a gentle kiss on his neck. Sanosuke was quivering.
"Goddamn right she's mine... she's my baby..."
Sanosuke walked down the stairs the moment that he calmed down, and entered into Aya's small room, just to get a look at his girl. Saitou was hovered nearby in the doorway, right behind the man.
Turning away from the bed, now that he could see she was safe, he talked to Saitou.
The two walked out of the room as Sanosuke spoke up, "I think I'm going to head back to my house to get some clothes for Aya. He obviously knows where my house is, but she should be safe here. We'll stay here until he's arrested..."
Sanosuke felt a hand on his shoulder again, pulling him closer. "I was hoping that you would stay longer than that."
The boy looked over his shoulder, looking slightly confused. "Do you seriously mean that?"
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it, Sanosuke."
"Thanks, we'll see just how everything works out, and then I'll tell you my... decision."
"Sanosuke," Saitou lowered his voice to a complete seriousness, "I've never done anything to upset you. You have no idea how sorry I am about how things ended last time. You mean so much to me, please accept my apology."
The other man nodded and raised his hand. "Like I said, I'll get back to you about that."
Saitou watched Sanosuke walk away, and then said to his back, "Be careful, Sanosuke."
Sanosuke dug through Aya's drawers with ease, grabbing a bagful of the young girl's clothing. His next stop was in the bathroom, grabbing her favorite shampoo, toothbrush, and soap. Aya just never felt comfortable until she was at home with familiar smells. Even if she did feel at home with Saitou...
"Yeah... she does, doesn't she?" Sanosuke said absently to himself.
He shook his head and then paused for a moment, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
The man took in another deep breath, and leaned all his weight on his hands, looking at himself. He ran a hand through his hair and shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't getting any younger... and with a little girl, as a bisexual man, things couldn't get much better.
Sanosuke found himself smiling automatically as he thought of Saitou and turned away from the mirror. He leaned his seat against the edge of the linoleum, arching his back.
The smallest trouble he had with Saitou had been that one thing about having children and a wife... and even then they were separate. Aya could meet his kids... maybe get a friend. Sanosuke hadn't remembered how old they were... maybe one of them could even baby-sit her, if they turned out to be older.
For a final decision, he would ask Aya. Other than that... he felt good about things. And he loved Saitou more than anyone, with the exception of Aya.
He walked out of the bathroom quickly, but then paused as he turned his direction, needing to pay one more visit to Aya's room. He needed to grab her a few of her stuffed animals.
He reached out to flick on the switch, but hesitated as he felt a slight breeze in the room.
Sanosuke bit his lip as he saw a shadow by the open window. He couldn't keep quiet anymore.
"Come out, you son of a bitch!!"
And sure enough, walked out from the shadows Yoshimita Takimaru.
End of part