I can't upload anything so I guess I'll just continue with the story. Onward to the next chapter. I have three more chapters before I'm actually caught up on the days.
Chapter Fourteen
Shuichi's POV
"Shuichi," I hear as I try to move. "Don't move just listen." My head is spinning and my vision is blurry. I can't find my voice, and it's very difficult to breathe. "You have to tell them a false place where Maiko is. That might give us enough time to get out of here. I might be able to pick the lock and get us out of here."
"Yuki," I whisper out trying to pull myself over to him.
"Shuichi, you have to tell them then and trust me."
"There's that maybe part. What if you can't get us out?"
"Don't worry. I'll get you out no matter what. I promise."
I look up at Yuki. "They are not going to believe me."
"You have to try, Shuichi."
I slide over towards him and lie down next to the bars. "I don't know if I can," I whisper to him. I really don't know if I can. I know it's not asking too much of me, but still…it's far to hard for me. Yuki runs his fingers through my hair before standing up.
"Then, we are just going to move now," he says as he moves out of my view.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm picking a lock," I hear his voice say as I move over to look at him.
"How do you know how to pick a lock?"
"It's just something I picked-up. Don't worry about it."
Suddenly, a dark figure appears out of nowhere right in front of Yuki. He throws his arms through the bars pushing him away from the bars. "Yuki!" I shout watching him fall back on the ground.
"Now…I wouldn't try to escape if I were you," the figure says. I don't know how he is…I haven't seen him before. "The majesty wouldn't be too thrilled knowing that you were trying to escape." I manage to sit up and look at the figure.
"Please…I can take another one…leave Yuki out of this," I bargain trying to draw his attention off of Yuki.
"I don't want either of you," he says dropping something that I don't see. Did he do that on purpose or doesn't he know what he dropped? I slide back down on the floor extremely exhausted.
"Shuichi, that was a stupid thing to do," I hear Yuki shout as the shadow figure leaves. I can't give him a responses…I'm too weak to do anything. I hear his voice shouting a few things, but I can't interpret it.
Hiro's POV
I move slowly on my bed looking over at the time. One o'clock…at night or morning? I look out the window seeing nothing by darkness. At night…I haven't been sleeping very long then. I roll out of bed and walk over to my refrigerator realizing I didn't have anything to drink in there. Normally, I would drink water, but I wanted something with sugar in it or flavor. I open the door to my apartment. I was going to walk downstairs to the venting machine, but I tripped over something in the dark hallway.
I look down at the box…well if it was a bomb it would have went off by now. I carefully pick the box up and walk back into my room. Opening it, I see a note saying watch me along with a VCR tape. I don't think I'm prepared to watch what they are asking me to, but this is what we have been waiting for. I put the tape into the VCR and turn the television on.
I can't believe what I'm watching. It's pure torture…torture on me and Shuichi well more for poor Shuichi. I put my hand up to my mouth and try not to watch the tape, but I have to…I have to watch this. I have to know what they want from us. "Hiro Nakano," a deep voice on the tape says. "We want the disk that Maiko Shindo stole from us. We'll send you another tape telling you when and where."
The tape goes black as I take it out of my VCR. This is horrible. How could they beat Shuichi nearly to death? At least I know he's still alive as of right now. I didn't see Yuki at all during that whole thing. I sigh and grab the keys to my motorcycle. I know it's extremely early in the morning, but this is something that can't wait. Now we have no choice. We have to get the disk back if we want Shuichi and Yuki back alive.
Well that's the end of that chapter. - Thank you for reading please review. Onward to the next chapter.
Angel Dove
