One footnote before we start - Most of this story takes place at Raimundo and Kimiko's estate they bought shortly after their wedding. Kimiko - 21 years old ; Rai - 22 years old. And for the contents in this, lets just remember that we need to be mature about the S word.

Dangerous Memories

Chapter One:

Problems

Kimiko's POV

"Shit!" I screamed with disgust from the bathroom. Dejectedly I threw another wasted pregnancy test on the ground. Piled around the garbage was countless other tests, ranging in brands. I was officially pissed off. Raimundo and I had been trying for months to get me pregnant, but it was just not happening. I must have spent a hundred dollars on tests, and for me to fail each of them every time, it made me feel pretty useless.

Leaving the bathroom, I went to the Master Bedroom. I plopped on the bed, trying to figure out what I was doing wrong. Surely after all the trouble it had taken for me to finally get married, I would be able to conceive, wouldn't I?

The door to the right of me opened, and Raimundo appeared in the doorway. Sitting down beside be, he took my hand. "How did go?" He asked.

I shook me head. "Still a no go." I said simply.

Raimundo only smiled, and rubbed my hand comfortingly.

I sprang off the bed, for some reason angry. "Aren't you mad or something!?" I yelled out him. "I've been trying to get pregnant for months, and all you can do is smile?"

Raimundo got up and took both my hands, looking me in the eyes. "Why would I be mad? Because your having a problem? Kim, it doesn't matter to me. I know that we'll be able to have a baby, because I believe in you. You're the strongest person I've ever met, and more than anything you deserve this."

I showed a smile. Raimundo always knew just what to say. I really loved him. "Your right." I admitted.

"Are you sure your not pregnant," Raimundo said with a laugh, "because someone is acting a little moody."



I gave a smirk. A knock came at the door before I could say anything. Raimundo went over and opened the door. A butler was at the door. I watched as the conversed for a few seconds. Raimundo gave me a smile and walked out the door. Sighing, I grabbed my cell phone and dialed Keiko. I needed some girl talk.

Raimundo's POV

"So what's the problem?" I asked the butler.

"I'm very sorry about this, sir. It appears someone has ruined your mailbox." Reaching the stairs, the butler grabbed a bouquet of roses. The only problem with the roses were that they were dead. Crinkled, brown, and withering.

"What's going on?" I muttered under my breath.

Handing the wilted flowers to the butler, I walked outside and down the driveway to the mailbox. It was completely trashed, flattened, and broken. The red flag had been broke into pieces, and their was graffiti covering the scrapped metal. I looked up, nearly feeling eyes looking at me. I turned quickly around, facing the road, just in time to see a black truck disappear down the road.

Turning again, I went back inside. The butler was standing in the parlor, the roses still in his hand.

"Throw out those flowers," I said, unknown anger rising my voice. As the butler turned, something caught my eye. "Wait," I yelled after him. Taking the roses from him, I put my hand into the bouquet and pulled out a card. It was typed, which was a good way to keep your identity a secret. In flourished print, the card was simple:

Flowers don't last forever;

And neither will you.

It all begins now;

But the final act will be to die for.

It wasn't signed. By far the creepiest thing I had ever read. It was a threat. A deadly one under any observation.

Ripping it up, I shoved it into the bouquet. "Burn it, all of it. Don't let Kimiko think something is wrong. Replace the mailbox and do it quickly. I don't want Kimiko to know anything." I walked up the stairs, unsure of what was happening. Some insane stalker? A practical joke? If it was a joke, whoever had done it would be sorry. One thing was for sure, I wasn't going to tell Kimiko. She was already under enough stress with her whole non-pregnant issue. Better to keep it to myself.



Kimiko's POV



I turned away from the window. Something was wrong. I had watched from my window as Raimundo had made his way down to the mailbox. Or rather, what was left of the mailbox. I didn't want to bring anything up.

"Kimiko! Kimiko!!" Keiko's voice came through the receiver.

"Huh? What? Yes!?" I said quickly into the phone.

"What's going on? It seemed like you totally zoned out.

"Sorry," I said, "Go on." As Keiko resumed talking, I inwardly sighed. I'm sure everything was alright. It had to be.

Raimundo's POV

Walking into our room, I saw Kimiko talking on the phone. That would keep her occupied for a while. She gave me a smile which I returned. I had a knot in my stomach, the kind you get when you feel like something is about to go wrong. Some ominous feeling.

I heard Kim's phone snap shut. Turning to face her, I realized that she was already up. Coming into my arms, she gave me a sultry smile. Did I mention that I love this girl? As our lips met, all the worries I had melted away. The nagging voice in the back of my head was silenced. I just hoped it would stay that way.

?? POV

It begins. I've waited for this chance, and now the time has come. You may have missed the first mark of my arrival. But you won't be missing out on the show next time.

Ohh. How ominous. Thanks for the black truck idea Ericka. First chapter. Completed. Cue cool theme music. How'd you like it. I already have a page of ideas. And hopefully I'll make the best of them.

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