NFA: I have resized my chapters. So if you got up to Chapter 7 before I removed the story and then re-uploaded then please be sure to check the chapters. Chapters 7 and 8 are now Chapter 4.
Chapter 7
"Each day of the week had a name in my house," Faye said. "Like Sunday was fried chicken night. Well Friday was vegetarian night."
"Every Friday she would sneak out of the house by telling her parents she was going to a friends house or going to the library," Yohji said. "But I would always be waiting around the corner for her in my car."
"Then we would go out to dinner," said Faye. "Pizza was always on the list."
"Remember the night I took you to the dock and we fished for our dinner," laughed Yohji.
"Work for your dinner night," Faye said. "As I recall I ended up falling in and you sat up there laughing until I said I was walking home."
"But you ended up spending the night at my place," Yohji said.
"This conversation is over," said Faye glaring at her lover. "Anything else someone wants to talk about."
"What does everyone have planned today?" asked Omi quickly changing the subject.
"I'm going to track down Ken," Yohji said. "Something's wrong and I want to know what it is."
"What do you have planned, Faye?" Omi asked.
"I was thinking about a nice walk in the park," Faye said with a smile.
"Would you mind if I joined you, Faye?" asked Aya. "I have some questions I'd like to ask you."
"Of course," said Faye. "How 'bout you, Omi, what do you have planned?"
"I was thinking about going skating today," said Omi. "Some of the guys from school want to see how well I blade."
"Make sure you wear padding," Faye said. "We don't need you getting injured."
"Don't worry," Omi said. "I always wear my gear."
"Are you done, Faye?" asked Yohji setting down his fork.
"Yes," said Faye as Yohji reached for her plate. "What are you doing?"
"Clearing the table," Yohji said as he walked over to the sink with the plates.
"Does he usually do this?" Faye asked.
"No," Aya said. "He usually runs off to do something."
"What's gotten into you?" asked Faye as she watched Yohji return to the table for more dishes.
"What are you talking about?" asked Yohji. "Nothings gotten into me."
"Then why are you doing the dishes?" asked Omi.
"'Cause Ken's not here and they need to be done," Yohji said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Who are you and what have you done with Yohji?" teased Faye narrowing her eyes.
"I'm just helping out," said Yohji. "Why don't you guys get out of here so I can clean up?"
"Sounds good to me," Faye said pushing back her chair. "I'll be right down, Aya. I need to grab something."
"Meet me out front," Aya said as he stood up.
Omi stood up and hurried after Faye as she climbed the stairs. Aya looked at Yohji and said, "What happened?"
"Huh?" said Yohji looking up from the plate he was washing.
"What happened last night?" asked Aya.
"I don't know," Yohji said finally realizing what he meant. "He agreed to everything."
"Something's not right," Aya said as the sound of footsteps sounded on the stairs.
"Ready?" Omi asked popping into the kitchen.
Aya turned from Yohji and followed Omi to the steps where Faye waited. She now had on a fuzzy black sweater over her tank top. Over her shoulder, was a brand new black purse and on her feet was a pair of black high-heel boots that barely brushed her ankles.
Faye waved good-bye to Yohji as she followed Omi down the stairs. Yohji watched as she disappeared from sight. He sighed and went back to work cleaning up after breakfast.
Once they had arrived at the park, Omi disappeared with some of his school friends they had run into. Faye and Aya continued to walk deeper and deeper into the park until they came to a beautiful water fountain. A concrete fountain stood in the very center of the park looking over everything and everyone. A statue of a young maiden, dressed in robes, stood in the center of the fountain with her long hair billowing behind her.
As they sat down on a well-shaded bench, Faye asked, "What was it you wanted to talk about?"
"Yohji," said Aya looking at the people around them.
Faye looked at Aya and smiled. "He's quite something, isn't he?" she said. "Still a wild guy I bet."
"Quite," Aya said.
"Was there something particular you wanted to ask me about Yohji?" she asked looking at him.
"What are your intentions with Yohji?" asked Aya looking sharply at her.
Faye flinched and said, "My intentions? I love Yohji and I want to be with him. It hurt to see him leave and the only reason he left was because I pushed him away to protect myself."
Aya said nothing as he continued to look into her eyes.
"Yohji was going to tell me off and I knew that if he did that I wouldn't be able to handle it," she continued turning from him, her voice cracking. "So I decided to push him away to protect both of us. I over heard him talking to a friend of his about me and I know I hurt him but he would have been hurt even worse if he had told me off."
A single tear ran down the young woman's face. Aya looked away. A sharp sudden pain struck his heart. He was always good at telling if someone was lying and he truly did believe Faye was telling the truth.
"Anything else you want to know?" she asked him sharply.
"Yes," said Aya quietly. "Who are the three men following us?"
His questions startled her as she slowly looked around the park. "Where are they?" she asked looking back at him.
"One is leaning against the fountain," he said. "The other two are talking beside the white flowers to our left."
Faye nodded and said, "Shall we see what they want?"
It was more of a statement than a question as she stood and walked off towards the grassy field. Aya sat there watching her and saw the two gentlemen by the white flowers quickly follow her.
The man leaning against the fountain stayed until they were out of sight and then walked the other way. Aya stood and quickly followed him. They followed a stone path that curved and soon joined the path that Faye had taken towards the field. The man kept glancing over his shoulder at the path behind him.
Aya stayed in the shadows as he followed the man down the path. Suddenly, Faye came running down the path holding her left arm. As her eyes lay upon the man that Aya was following, she stopped dead in her tracks with wide eyes. The man hurried towards her and, as she tried to turn and run away, grabbed her left arm.
"Ouch! Let go of me!" yelled Faye. "I swear I'll scream if you don't let go."
The man looked at her. "You do and I'll kill your little friend Ken," he said.
Faye looked at him horrified. "What have you done to him?" she hissed.
"Nothing but be a good little girl and no one will get hurt," he said.
Then, the man's face went pale and he fell to the side. As he fell to the ground, Aya stood up and looked at him. He shook his head as he looked at Faye.
"You okay?" asked Aya.
"I'm fine," Faye said. "Thanks for taking care of him."
"Your arm is injured," Aya said gently taking her arm. "What happened?"
"The two men caught me," she said as he pulled the sweater off her arm. "One had a knife. What are you doing?"
"I need to see how bad it is," he said extracting her arm from the black material. "Sorry if I hurt you."
Faye was about to say something when the cut on her arm twinged in pain. The cut wasn't very deep but the knife went far enough to draw blood that had trickled down her arm. Aya reached into his back pocket and pulled out a dark red handkerchief. He, then, wrapped it around her thin arm, making sure to cover the cut. As he pulled his hand away from her elbow, Faye grabbed his wrist.
Aya watched her as she stepped closer. For a moment he thought the young woman was going to lean up and kiss him, but she walked up and wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest, since she almost came to his shoulders.
"Thank you, Aya," Faye said quietly. "Your not the harsh cold person I thought you were."
He looked down at her and shook his head. "Where do you want to go now?" he asked.
She pulled away from him and suggested, "Let's go see what Omi's doing."
Aya nodded and led the way to the skate park on the other side of the park.