Title: Kazahaya's Letter

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Legal Drug...

A/N: A little out of character, I know, but as I say with almost all my fics, it had to be that way.

Chapter One: The Introduction

Rikuo awoke with a groan. His head was pounding, and, as was most of his injuries, it was caused by a small golden eyed brunette. He could not remember exactly what happened the night before, just that Kakei had given him and Kazahaya another one of those, suspicious, jobs, and like always, something had gone terribly wrong. Rikuo painfully sat up on his bed and reached over for the glass of water on his night stand. He took a small sip, and felt the cool liquid drip down his raw throat. He assumed the fact that his throat felt like it was in shreds was that he had been yelling at Kazahaya... why? This, hopefully temporary, amnesia was really starting to ride on Rikuo's last nerve.

"Ah, you're awake," a familiarly cheerful voice rang out. Rikuo turned his head toward the origin of the noise, ignoring the stabs in his temples. As thought, Kakei was standing in the doorway, holding what looked like a bowl of soup and a cup of tea. Saiga was standing just behind Kakei, looking semi-uninterested, but still full of concern. Though one really couldn't tell, what with the glasses obscuring his eyes. Saiga always looked the same no matter what was happening.

Kakei walked toward Rikuo's bed, placing the tray of food on his night stand. "Do you feel any better than you look?" Kakei asked.

Rikuo looked at Kakei a little lost... what did he look like? As if reading Rikuo's mind, Kakei produced a small hand mirror from the pocket of his coat. "Here," Kakei said, smiling angelically. Rikuo took the mirror and examined his face. It was bad. He had a big gash on the right side of his forehead and a split lip, as well as numerous minor cuts and bruises.

Rikuo placed the mirror on his lap, not wanting to look anymore. "No, I don't feel nearly as bad as I look. Although, I can't seem to remember anything from last night. ...Did something bad happen to Kazahaya?"

"That's so cute, you openly worried about Kazahaya," Saiga smirked.

Rikuo gave Saiga one of the deadliest glares he could come up with. "No, just if I'm in this position, he must have quite a few broken bones."

"No," Kakei replied, "Kaza-kun doesn't have any broken bones, nor does he have any cuts or bruises, like you." Kakei motioned at Rikuo's forehead.

"But, that doesn't make any sense. How could I end up like this and he not even get cut?" Rikuo was utterly confused, it seemed as if the tables had turned. Who would've ever thought Rikuo would be the one in bed and Kazahaya the one that had escaped without a scratch?

Seeing the look on Rikuo's face Kakei decided to explain what he could. "Well, this whole fiasco started when I gave you and Kazahaya-kun a job. It was a simple job, as most of mine are," Kakei smiled again, "but this one was a little different."

Rikuo squinted his eyes at that comment. He did remember this part, at least more than he did the actual job. He also remembered his stupid roommate jumping into it right off the bat, like he always did. And when Kakei told them that this job was going to, undoubtedly, be harder than the others, Rikuo remembered smiling evilly over at the stunned Kazahaya. Finally, Kazahaya had gotten himself into something that would likely stop him from taking these jobs so quickly.

"As I was saying," Kakei continued, "this job was a little different. Do you remember why, Rikuo-chan?"

"No, I just remember it being different."

"Well, it was different because the item I wanted you to get was guarded by something. And this something was not going to give it up easily." Kakei laughed a little. "I remember you asking me, with that very serious look you always have, 'What kind of "something" is this?' You looked very professional." Kakei laughed again. "Kind of like the look you're giving me now."

Rikuo did look very serious, he didn't think this situation merited anything less. He continued to look that way at the giggling man, expecting him to come back to his senses and finish telling the amnesiac what had happened.

Kakei could see that Rikuo was waiting, rather patiently too, and calmed himself down.

"Yes, well, anyway," He said, regaining his composure, "You both took the job, though you were a little more suspicious than your counterpart. And that's all I can tell you."

Rikuo doubted this, but didn't think Kakei would continue.

"So where's Kazahaya to tell me the rest?" Rikuo asked.

Kakei and Saiga looked at each other. They looked worried. Rikuo could feel his stomach drop a little. Then Kakei looked back at Rikuo and smiled. He rustled about in his coat again, and brought forth a small white envelope.

"This should explain everything."

A/N: Well, there's the first chapter of my first LD fic. Didn't go too bad. Goody! Please Review! I love reviews... even bad ones... just don't make them too bad, or I'm liable to cry. T-T