I had a hard time thinking of stuff to write for this chapter. It was like all the ideas fled from my brain. See, I have this problem. I am at point A but I dont know how to get to point B. I know what point B is, but not how to get there.
Once again, I'm not checking for errors, SORRY!! its 12:16 in the morning and I'm FUCKING TIRED!! okay, not really that much but i got a final tomorrow (today) but im lying again (in a very... un... lying-ish way) its a photography final, those, are not hard.
okay well i'll thank everyone PERSONALLY next time. BUT THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR LOVELY REVIEWS AND EXTREMELY KIND WORDS THAT I DONT DESERVE!!! ::bows::
Chapter XXVIII: Past Acquaintances...
THE ONE LINE TO RULE THEM ALL!!!!
"I thought we agreed never to see each other again." The tall man glanced nervously around the hall, afraid of being seen. "Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen?" He asked, worried about the teenager's silence.
Ryou didn't say anything. He couldn't. He was wet and cold, and going against one of his basic rules. Never meet a past customer outside of work. Consequences could be dangerous. Deadly.
"Come inside." Ryou could barely nod before he was pulled into the warmth of the run down apartment. Not much had changed except that more of the floor was bare of furniture but in its place was a clutter of papers and office work.
"Are you still a cop?" Ryou asked sitting down on the couch. He felt a blanket fall around his shoulders.
"Yep. Luckily no one found out about.."
"Yeah, same here."
It was a tense silence. "Um," the cop fiddled with his fingers. "what do you want..."
Ryou stared at him, slightly shocked. He wasn't that much of a whore was he?
"To drink I mean." The cop laughed. "Or eat. Sorry."
Ryou gave him a small glare before he smiled. "Anything. Anything hot, I'm freezing."
He was glad when he returned with some hot coffee.
"Sorry, coffee's all I got at the moment. I'm having some trouble paying the bills these couple of months."
"That's fine.. You know, I don't even know your name."
"Oh, right. Truthfully, I didn't want to tell you at first. If you knew, it would have been easy for you to have reported me. You could claim any story you wanted, say I raped you." The taller man sipped at his own coffee. "And I would have felt guilty if I knew your name. Like I would be obligated to turn you in for prostitution-"
"You knew?"
"I'm not blind. I've seen you with other men. Too frequently to know that it isn't your boyfriend." He smiled grimly. "I've had many terrible thoughts since then."
"Like what?"
"Well, I always have a gun on me.."
Ryou was suddenly nervous. Would he try to kill him? To cover his own transgression? No one would know. No one would hear his scream..because he wouldn't scream.
"Not kill you," the cop said sensing his thoughts. "the other men. I was... jealous. And I guess possessive. I knew what you were, even before we... I knew the risks, I just wanted... to help.."
"I cant be saved. The black lamb forsaken by God... That is truly want I am."
"Maybe.. maybe not. You don't have to do that do you? Or are you homeless? If you are, you could.. I know we don't really know each other, but I feel some what obligated.."
Ryou wrapped the blanket around his knees. "At the moment I am, I cant go home."
"Why?"
Might as well. "My... my brother."
"What happened? He didn't hurt you did he?"
"No, a lot of shit happened. I had an affair behind his back with a friend.. and he found out after my friend's boyfriend found out about it. And my friend tried to kill himself and Bakura fell down the stairs and was unconscious and.."
Suddenly he was pulled into an awkward embrace. He didn't want to cry but everything was so messed up.
They were quiet that way for a long time. Then, "You and your brother are... together?"
Ryou laughed a little. "We're not really brothers, we have to pretend because he's older than me and we live together." The real truth would be too hard to explain.
"Oh, wow, you sure go for the illegal things."
"Yeah, I suppose so." On an after thought. "My name is Ryou."
"Oh yeah. You can call me Dylan."
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"What happened to Tristan? Can I go in and see him?" Joey asked the nurse franticly.
"I'm sorry sir, you are not authorized to go in there." The nurse stated firmly.
Joey tried to push around her arm. "But, but what happened? Is he okay?"
"He is fine. At the moment he is unconscious-"
"Unconscious?! What the hell happened?! Why wont you tell me-" Just as Joey was about to lunge at the nurse, he felt an hand on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Tristan's mother sobbing, clutching a tissue to her face.
"Joseph, please... please tell me.." She held his shoulder tighter. "Tell me why... why would my son..? Why? ..Why? I don't understand."
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Tristan's face looked peaceful in sleep. Joey couldn't see any of the tormenting thoughts flickering on the inside. He couldn't see the guilt so deeply written in his heart, or the hatred just beneath the surface. He could only see the face of his childhood friend, the one who kept him company on so many lonely painful nights. But for some reason, no matter how much comfort he received from Tristan, he could never find a way to pay it back. Tristan was always so happy, so content, but he wasn't was he?
Joey ran his finger over the white restraints on his arms.
"Why do you want to die so badly? Do you think no one would notice? Don't you care? Cant you hear your mother crying? Cant you hear Serenity crying?" Joey wrapped his hand around Tristan's fingers. "Cant you hear me crying?"
Joey sat down on the chair beside the bed and laid his head against the bars.
"You always tell me to hold on and to keep going, but you just jump the boat the instant you see waves, why wont you just tell me what you're feeling?" Joey closed his eyes and held his tears in. "You're not as alone as you think... we all love you... so just get better okay."
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"Shadi? What are you doing? Where are you going?"
"There is somewhere I need to be. I am not sure when I will be back but before the year begins again, it shall be finished."
"Finished?"
Shadi said nothing more, silent as a ghost, he vanished into the night.
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Mokuba picked up the phone slowly. Maybe this was a bad idea, but Seto was going to be gone for awhile. Just having Erik over for a little bit wouldn't hurt would it?
"Hi, is Erik there?" Mokuba asked Erik's mother.
Mokuba waited for the phone to be handed to Erik. "Hello?"
"Hi Erik. It's Karen."
"Oh hey Karen. What's up?"
"I'm lonely... Let's hang out."
"Okay. Where do you want to go?"
"Why don't you come over for a while."
"Wont your brother object.. or is he.."
"We got the whole house to ourselves for two days."
"Karen..." There was a warning tone in Erik's voice. "You know... what might.."
"Don't worry, nothing is going to happen." Mokuba couldn't let something like that happen! The relationship was impossible from the very beginning, Mokuba just didn't want to admit it. He couldn't. The truth was too painful. "Just tell your mom you're staying at a friend's house."
"Okay, I'll just call Mokuba in a half hour and tell him my plan, he wont object, he's pretty cool. Oh, you two still haven't met have you. I'll have to get you two together sometime. We could all go see a movie or something."
"Wouldn't he feel like a third wheel?" Mokuba... didn't really like this train of thought..
"Nah," Erik snorted. "Matt could take him."
"..Matt?" That jerk? Maybe Erik wasn't.. no, he's only joking around. He's not that cruel.
"Yeah, too bad you don't go to our school, then you could hang out with us. Just last week we were hanging out after school and-"
"What about Matt?" 'Jeeze, Erik can jump around from subject to subject.' "What about him and Mokuba?"
"Oh," Erik laughed. "I think Matt likes Mokuba. He's always following him around and stuff."
"But didn't you say before that Matt was kind of a jerk to Mokuba?"
"I did?" 'No..'
"Yeah, a few weeks ago or some other time we talked. You have such a bad memory.. you don't remember anything." Okay, he was lying but Erik didn't need to know that.
"Oh, actually I really don't remember saying that." He laughed stupidly. "I never really noticed any real tension between the two other than sexual. I mean seriously, Matt's called me up in the middle of the night asking me really weird questions before."
"What kind of questions?"
"Um.. hmm, let me think. Oh! One time he woke me up to reassure him that Mokuba was at school the previous day because he thought that he got hurt in a sailing accident.."
"Sounds odd... But I don't think that actually proves likes him."
"Well, he's asked me before if I was going to the dance with Mokuba, of course I said no. Then he kind of had a thoughtful look on his face. He's also asked if I liked Mokuba more than a friend, yeah right! I mean, I have you, why would I want Mokuba, a guy?!"
"Yeah, exactly.." Mokuba laughed nervously. "But you're okay with Matt and Mokuba.." 'Ewww!' He couldn't believe he actually said that out loud!
"Well, I guess, its not like I'm getting.. well, whatever.. I'm not involved so it doesn't matter to me I guess."
"What if Mokuba doesn't like Matt."
"Oh I don't care. They can figure it out on their own. I don't know if Mokuba is gay or anything but Matt's got to be. I mean, he makes such a big deal about 'fags' that he's gotta be one himself."
"Hmm, that's interesting."
"Yeah, let's talk about something else though, enough on gay guys. Let's talk about us, so, when do you want me over?"
"Well," At the moment Mokuba didn't really feel like seeing Erik. "I actually have some stuff to do, so I'll just call you later."
"Did I say something..?"
"No. I'm kind of tired. I'm gonna go to sleep for a while. Later."
"Okay, later. I love you."
Mokuba hung up the phone.
TBC
Sorry its so short, I have been extremely busy lately working on stupid projects and I have finals this week (WHAT KIND OF SICK TEACHER ASSIGNS HUGE ASSIGNMENTS/PROJECTS RIGHT BEFORE FINALS??! WHAT THE FK???! hehe)
well, enjoy this, I had a hard time thinking up what to write. Right at the moment I only want to write about Ryou.. hmm, hehe.
(wow, i repeat stuff, considering whats written down here was written first)
later, wish me luck on finals