Heartaches

Chapter 51

By KellyQ

Mina glanced at the group after Crow left. "I can start looking for some places for Martha, or a place for the kids."

Trudge sighed. "I guess I have no choice. I'll drive you around, Mina." The young housekeeper nodded her head.

"Don't worry about it," Yusei finally spoke up for the first time after Crow left. "Crow and I will figure things out." Yusei turned and walked out the door.

Mina turned and gave Carly a sour look. "Now look at what you've done! If you hadn't blurted out that I did a background check, Mr. Atlus and Mr. Fudo would trust me!"

"Knock it off you two!" Jack demanded, showing anger and irritation in his expression. "The one who needs to have their ass kicked is Godwin and his brother!" Everyone but Akiza flinched at Jack's intense anger that radiated off his body.

Trudge was the first to calm down. "I've never really trusted Godwin," he spoke up for the first time since they arrived at the hospital.

"Neither have I," Carly said, agreeing with Trudge. "He tricked me in into thinking that I had a chance with Jack when was already going out with Yusei."

A smile made its way to Akiza's lips. She had to admit that Carly was a nice person, and the last e-mail she got from Misty showed that Carly had changed in the past two days.

"Now what?" Trudge asked, snapping Akiza from her thoughts. "It's not like we can really arrest Godwin without proper evidence. Besides that was like ..." he paused, glancing at Mina, "20 years ago, right?"

"There's not a whole lot we can do," Akiza pointed out. "Yusei has to be the one to make the choice about how he wants to take care of this situation."

Yusei made his way to the bus stop, and he waited 3 minutes for it before he climbed on. Yusei rode it until he came to the racetrack where he left his motorcycle.

Yusei made his way to the grudge to see a tall teen eyeing his bike. The teen had blue hair that came down his face like a bellflower that been clipped down the sides. He wore a blue shirt with one white stripe across it. His blue, yellow and white jacket was short, and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He also had on dark blue jeans and red sneakers.

This teen went by the name of Bruno. Yusei couldn't see his face with his back turned. I wonder what he's staring at? Yusei thought, making his way over.

"Can I help you?" Yusei asked causally.

Bruno jumped out of fear and turned. His emotionless brown eyes didn't show anything, but Yusei could tell that he scared him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you," Yusei apologized. "Are you lost? If you would like to register, you'll have to come back tomorrow."

"I think I'm registered … but I don't remember doing it, that's the problem," Bruno said, scratching the back of his head nervously.

Yusei frowned. "Do you have a last name? I have my laptop with me, we can check if you're registered or not."

Bruno laughed nervously. "I don't remember that either! But my name is Bruno … if that's what you're asking."

Yusei blinked a few times, but smiled and extended his hand for Bruno, who took it. "Yusei … Yusei Fudo."

Bruno nodded his head and smiled, letting Yusei's hand go. He turned and glanced down at the red Motorcycle. "Is this bike yours?"

"It may look like scrap, but I'm working on it," Yusei said, making his way to the other side, setting his bag down.

"Maybe for someone who doesn't see the beauty in creating something with your own two hands it's considered junk," Bruno said, running the tips of his fingers along the seat.

"I know how you feel," Yusei spoke up. Bruno glanced up to see him grabbing his toolbox. "I like building things," Yusei shared. He walked back to his motorcycle. "Especially when it comes to helping people."

"I'm like that, too!" Bruno shared as well. "That's why I was eyeing your bike. I was going to make some few adjustments, but it's a good thing you stopped me otherwise I would've gotten in trouble."

Yusei blinked in confusion. "In trouble for what?"

"In trouble for touching what doesn't belong to him!" came a high sassy male voice that held anger and frustration.

Bruno cringed. Yusei looked over Bruno's shoulder to see a teen standing there. He had milky white skin, and a piece of metal that covered his left side of his face. The right side was untouched, but an ugly gray scar that ran down his right cheek. His red eye didn't hold any emotion. A white shawl was draped over his head, covering his gray spiky hair. His outfit of full spandex, an open skirt, and long arm warmers, was all white and gray. This teen went by the name Primo.

"Now get over here!" He ordered. Bruno hung his head, turned and made his way over. Primo growled and slapped him across the face. "What have I told you about wandering off, and talking to strangers?"

Bruno rubbed his cheek, as Yusei narrowed his eyes. "Bruno wasn't bothering me," Yusei stated.

Primo glanced over Bruno's shoulder. "So, you're the Master of Faster's slut," he commented, emphasizing Jack's title with disgust, eyeing Yusei.

His blood ran cold, and he gave Primo an icy stare, but he didn't say anything. They both stared at each other, and finally Primo gave in.

"Fine. He can stay, but once you're done, you hand him back, is that understood?"

"Crystal," Yusei said in a sharp tone, walking up. He didn't like the fact that Primo wanted him to treat Bruno like some pet on a leash, and his expression showed it.

Primo turned and walked away; the tension in the air lifted and they both sighed of relief.

"Who was that?" Yusei asked, wanting answers. He pivoted to face Bruno.

"Primo. We're not exactly related, but he looks after me," he explained.

Yusei tilted his head in confusion. "Like a legal guardian?"

Bruno shook his head. "He found me after I had hit my head and took me in and helped me remember my name." Yusei nodded his head. "Anyways, shall we get started on your bike?"

They both pulled back after working on Yusei's motorcycle for about two hours.

"Thanks for the help," Yusei said, impressed with Bruno's skills with mechanics. The two were facing each other.

Bruno laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head. "Don't mention it!" he paused for a moment to realize that there were smugges and dirt on Yusei's face.

Bruno grabbed the rag, using the clean side to scrub the stuff off of Yusei's cheek. "When you come back tomorrow, we can work more on it."

"I can't," Yusei said. He got up, grabbed his bag, placed the strap over his shoulder, and walked out. Bruno got up and followed him to the bus stop. "Urgent family business came up." By know Yusei was looking at the bus schedule that was plastered on the poll.

"Your dad's not beating you up, is he?" Bruno asked; concern laced in his voice as he concluded that was why Yusei's arm was in a sling.

Yusei lowered his gaze halfway. "My parents were killed 17 years ago. And the person who did it just had a stroke."

Bruno studied him for a moment to see pain in Yusei's eyes. Bruno lowered his gaze too, stepped behind Yusei and rested his forehead on the middle of his back as he placed his hands on his shoulders. They stayed like that until the bus came.

"When you're ready to come back, we'll finish repairing your bike," Bruno murmured. "And good luck."

To Be Continued …