Akira: Third chapter~ oooh, my hand hurts D :
Hal: Then you shouldn't write, stupid writer.
Akira: Nonsense, Hal, I need to get you in a compromising position before I quit writing : 3
Hal: WHAT?!
Akira: D : EEP! Mad Hal! Where's Kai?!
King: …
Akira: KING! *Hides behind* D x You can't hit a cripple, Hal!
Hal: ….
King: …. T.T
Akira: Songs have a big influence in what I write. I was listening to Child's Play by Gothika and Speeding Cars by Imogen Heap while writing this chaper. O .o It actually kinda influenced me…
I do not own Switch or any of the characters. If I did, it would be major yaoi time. - o - All I own are King and the story line. Although I doubt I even own that. So I own King. o. o Yah.
Again, thank you to my reviewers. : 3 You make me fight through the pain of my hand!
"H-Hal…. We need to stop…"
"Don't worry, Kai, we're almost there, just hold on."
"But… but…" Kai groaned. "This room smells like old meat!!"
The two were in a butchery, waiting to talk to the owner, Jun Nanamura, Ren's father.
They were here to talk to Jun about his daughter's personal life. Apparently, he and his daughter were the closest they could be. They had been waiting there for almost twenty minutes, while Jun finished up his orders. The smell in the back lingered t the waiting room, making Kai feel queasy.
The two had been allowed to participate in the investigation. It had been five days since King had been placed into the prison. Even though his threat was still fresh in everyone's mind, they had seen no trace of such a commitment.
Jun came out. A husky man who towered over the two, he slightly made Kai twitch.
"So, what is it you two want, huh?" He asked in a low voice.
Hal frowned. "We need to know about your daughter, Ren Nanamura."
Jun scoffed. "Fuck, I'll tell you what I told the other damned police officers, I don't know shit. She's dead, and there's nothing more. She was doing no drugs, and-"
"Did she ever hang out with a kid named King?"
Jun stopped. "King? Fuck, I remember that little brat. He was always with my daughter, even though she was nine years older than him."
Hal smiled. "What did those two do together?"
"How the hell should I know? I think she was tutoring him. Something about a disease he had, was trying to teach him some memory stuff."
"Thank you for your time, Mr. Nanamura."
"Yeah, whatever."
The two left.
Slowly but surely, they had began to piece together the deaths of the innocent bystanders. Each one knew King. Each one had tried to help him.
And each one had given up on him.
Somehow, King had been able to bury his connections to each and every one of them, until now. Now, they had begun to see the connections. They had been able to now move deeper into this case.
Once outside, Hal lit up a cigarette. He had not been able to have one, since he had been watching over Kai.
Kai cringed at the smell of smoke. He was not too keen on Hal smoking, but was afraid to say anything. Instead, he just shrugged it off. He'll quit when he's ready. But he knew the truth.
That could never happen.
They got into the car in silence. Hal's eyes lingered to his partner, who sat there, just staring ahead.
"Oi."
Kai jumped. So, that was it. The idiot was in his own thoughts.
"Huh?"
Hal simply shook his head. "Nothing."
They drove off from the butchery.
Kai continued to look down. Just days ago, he had broken down crying, for some reason. He had no reason or no means. He just… did.
But, Hal had held him in his arms, stroking his hair, until he had finally stopped. It had felt so nice, so comforting… so warm.
Kai slightly smiled to himself, a soft red blush covering his cheeks. He tried to make his hair hide it.
-----------King-----------
A café.
How quaint.
I sat in the small car that Tobari had driven here. I continued to watch the café, waiting for each and every person to leave. It took so long… curse these people who just sat around, talking. Honestly, had they nowhere better to be… ?
"King."
I looked up Tobari. A small smile crossed my face.
It seemed to worry him.
And why not?
From the small slur in my words, it was apparent my condition was progressing. I was forgetting speech. Words came harder. Forming sounds was a task.
"Yes… Tobari?"
He seemed worried. And why not? He was my Keeper.
"Are you sure you are up to this? You do not look so well."
"I… will be fine. Please, let us just get this over… with." I said softly. The last two left the café.
Perfect.
I got out of the car, and headed towards the door. Tobari slowly followed after me.
The tiny bell rang above the door. The redheaded girl looked up, and smiled to us. I returned to the gesture. Looking back, I noticed Tobari had already closed the doors with a lock.
Perfect.
Neither the waitress nor the cook in the window seemed to notice. I began to walk to the register, and the waitress girl. I smiled at her.
"Hello. I was… wondering. Is your hair… natural?"
"Me?" She said. She smiled. "But of course! Dying hair is so stupid, I think everyone should be happy with their own hair colour!"
I smiled. "So do I."
With that, I pulled my Colt 9mm.
And shot her, in the face.
She fell back, as blood spattered the register, and my face. I made no move.
The cook girl began to scream, and scrambled towards a phone.
With precision aim, I shot the phone, destroying it.
"Tobari. Close the shades."
"Yes, King…"
He did as I told him. The cook girl simply looked up at me, fear in her eyes.
"Y-you… you're the one… all… all over the news!"
I smiled at her, as I approached her. I ripped off her hairnet. Long, loose chocolate curls fell around her face. Yes, she was pretty.
But, too bad.
I grabbed a strand of her hair, and kissed it. "Indeed… I am. My name… is King. What is yours?"
Her eyes were fearful. Her adrenaline had kicked in, judging by her pupils. With a small sigh, I stood.
"Take care of her, Tobari."
"Yes, King.."
I walked back into the kitchen, the door closing behind me.
"NO!" The girl screamed bloody murder.
The fire rang out through the café. It slightly made me jump. But only slighty.
A small vinyl case caught my eye, peeking out from behind a counter. Slowly, I approached it. Turning the counter.
It was an Antonio Ceruti Italian 4/4 violin.
With a slight hesitation, I turned.
Such… horrible… memories…
Quickly, I walked out of the kitchen. Tobari looked up.
"It looks like you have seen a ghost, King."
I shook my head. "No, Tobari… But something close to it…"
"What?"
I smiled. "Something that closely resembles a cherished item of my brother's."
------------3rd POV--------
"Wait. King has a brother?"
Kaji shook his head. "Had is the correct term, Kai."
Kai was stumped. There had never been mention of a brother in his records. "How come we didn't know about this until now?"
Kaji sighed, scratching the back of his head. "I really don't know. This actually just came up, as Hiki was searching through more of the hospital records…. It turns out King's brother committed suicide when King was younger."
Hal perked up at this. "Suicide? Why?"
"It seems like too much of a coincidence to overlook, but his brother had the same condition as King."
"A hereditary new disease?"
"Apparently."
All three were silent. They were all thinking the same thing.
A phone, somewhere off into the distance, rang. And rang. Rand rang.
Eventually, someone picked it up.
And then an uproar began.
It was only twenty minutes later that everyone was scrambling around, to get to a car, anything that could move.
"You shittin me?! The café was just hit? In broad daylight?!" Kaji yelled.
"Apparently." A young girl said, one who had just started.
Hal hadn't bothered to learn her name.
Kai and Hal got into the car, and were out in seconds.
Kai's head was spinning around. After all, everything was happening so fast, he had to make a mental check, to see if there had anything misplaced. From what he could gather, nothing was.
Kai looked to Hal. An angry expression was plastered on the older male's face. Kai bit his lower lip, to keep himself silent. No need to give him a reason to vent his anger out on the small redhead.
They soon arrived at the café they had just been at days ago.
It was not as serene as it had once been.
The swinging glass doors were splattered with blood, a bloodied hand running down the glass. Police, forensic specialists, and not Kai and Hal, were there, trying to piece everything together.
Kai and Hal entered, and saw Akimune.
"Old man." Hal said, as he looked around, walkin cautiously.
Akimune simply looked at them. "Two victims. The waitress, Lulu Amane, and Yina Kuzou, the cook. Honestly…" Akimune sighed.
"Was it King?"
Akimune nodded. "Also…"
He took out a crumpled piece of paper. "This is, apparently, for you. But you'll need to give it to forensics after reading it…"
"Of course."
Hal took the piece of paper, and uncrumpled it. The neat, curvy English King used stared him back in the face. It was a simply note, just as the first one had been.
'Follow the music.
I'm going to kill the key.'
Hal's eyebrows knitted together. Almost exactly what the first note had said… But, follow the music? What the hell did King mean?"
"What does it say? What does it say?" Kai chimed, still annoyed he had not been able to see the first note.
"Not something you need to know, Good-for-nothing…" Hal mumbled, handing the note back to Akimune, before walking off.
Kai pouted. "What? I'm part of this investigation too! You can't just keep me in the dark… !"
"Hey, kid."
Kai turned to Akimune. "W.. what?"
"He's just trying to make sure you're safe."
"Safe? Safe from what?"
Akimune simply walked off.
Kai was becoming even more annoyed. What were they trying to protect him from.. from King? King was still in jail!
But, now with all this around, Kai was starting to doubt that….
Hal dialed up Kaji on his phone. He should have reached the prison by now…
"Hello?"
"Kaji. It's Hal. What' the news?"
"Che. That bastard… An Informer isn't letting us in. Apparently, all the guards are dead. King has replaced them. And inside, is a decoy…"
"Decoy?"
"Yah. Apparently, some kid form a prep school King went to while in America."
"Hm. Alright…"
"Is Kai with you?"
Hal turned around, his eyes lying upon the smaller male. Something seemed to be troubling him. "Yah, the good-for-nothing is just fine. We'll head back now."
"Yeah. Talk later."
"Yeah."
Hal hung up. He looked out at the audience that had gathered around. Slowly, his eyes fell upon a young child, black hair covering green eyes. A small smile slowly laying upon the teen's lips…
His eyes widened. "King…"
Without a second thought, Hal broke out into a sprint after King, who quickly turned and weaved through the crowd.
Kai noticed. "Hal! Wait!"
"Call for backup, good-for-nothing!"
"Ah…."
Kai's eyes widened as Hal disappeared into the crowd. There was no time for back up! By the time they got here, King could be gone!
So, Kai began to run after them.
Hal was hot on King's trail. For a kid, King was pretty athletic. It was not something you saw often in the youth of these days.
"King! Stop!"
King skid along the ground as he made a sharp turn, into an alley.
Not remembering how dangerous those were, Hal barreled in right after King. He stopped, seeing King standing in front of the giant brick wall.
"Give it up King. There's no way for you to go."
King's haunting laugh echoed through the narrow alley. He looked at Hal, his pupils small from the drug.
"Back on Flower already… ?" Hal mumbled.
King had heard him. "But of course~!" He chimed, swinging his arms as he twirled around to face Hal. "After all, no one ever wants to forget."
With a surprising speed, King whipped out his gun, pointing it with steady aim at Hal. Hal frowned. "How'd a kid like you get a gun? Even in your position."
"Isn't it great? Everyone pities me." King smiled. " 'Oh, poor boy, he's gonna die soon. Let's spoil him, so he doesn't feel lonely when he dies.' HAH." King was mocking all the people he had ever known.
"In the end, my brother was smart."
"Smart? He fucking committed suicide!"
King nodded. "Would you rather slowly lose yourself?"
Hal didn't have an answer.
King sighed. "Aw, he's so close, coming to get his partner…. But, it's not time yet." He seemed disappointed. "You see, there's still so much preparing. But, I know something now…"
King smiled, as he fired a shot.
The bullet found its way into Hal's shoulder, making him fall to the ground from the pain.
"If I want to get to my target…"
Hal gritted his teeth against the pain.
"I need to get you out of the way."
A small, rope ladder came from the wall. King climbed up it, to the other side. "Goodbye, Hal Kurabayashi."
An evil smile crossed King's face.
It was a horrid thing.
"I look forward to our next meeting."
"Fuck…it!" Hal almost yelled, grabbing his shoulder.
"Hal!"
Fuck my life… Hal thought as he heard Kai's voice.
The younger male quickly came up to his partner, rolling him over on his back. He took off the jacket he wore, and pressed it over the wound, applying pressure.
"Fuck…! What the hell are you doing, Good-for-nothing?! Why the hell didn't you call for backup like I told you to?"
Kai was looking down, so his hair was shadowing his eyes. "Because…" He mumbled. He looked up, tears threatening to spill out. "Because, if I had, they wouldn't have gotten in here on time!"
"Che…" Hal looked away, as Kai's tears began to spill over.
----------------4 hours later-------------
"I told you, I'm just fine!"
"No you aren't, Mr. Kurabayashi, we just got the bullet out, you need to recover!"
"Hal, can't you just listen to the nurse-"
"Shut up, good-for-nothing!"
Kai and Hal were in a hospital now.
As if that was anything new.
Hal was trying to leave the hospital. But, along with the nurses, Kai was keeping him there. The younger male had been very worried, and was in no hurry for Hal to leave.
"Hal, just stay in here for a while, okay… ?"
Hal began to send death rays at Kai, who cringed away.
"I-I mean, King did some good damage! And, I mean, he's gonna go after you again, so you should be careful…."
It isn't me he's after, good-for-nothing…. Hal thought angrily.
Kai sat in the chair next to Hal's bed, crossing his arms stubbornly. Hal sighed.
There was no use getting the redhead all worked up.
"Fine, whatever. But just one day, then I'm outta here…"
Kai smiled. "Good."
Hal could simply sigh. The dorky smile always got him.
It really did not take long for Kai to start dozing off. Apparently, it was late for him, and he couldn't stand doing anymore all-nighters.
Soon, Hal felt a new weight on the side of the hospital bed. He looked over, to see Kai's head laying on the bed, his arms forming a pillow under his head.
"Like a child…" Hal mumbled angrily to himself.
For a few seconds, he simply stared at Kai's sweet, sleeping form. Slowly, his hand reached out, and tangled in the bright red locks. They were so soft..
Kai slightly flinched, but seemed to relax under Hal's hand.
A smile slightly spread across Hal's face, as he softly stroked Kai's hair.
Yes. He really didn't hate Kai…. Not at all..
"Nnn…. Hal….."
"Hm?" Hal was confused, as he looked down at his younger companion.
Sleep talking?
Apparently, since this log could sleep through a hurricane.
But, why his name?
"Kai… ?"
"… ove…."
"Hm?"
"Love…. Hal…."
Hal's heart skipped a few beats at the words.
Was he serious?
Or was he just being an idiot in his sleep?
It didn't matter right now.
Too much thinking would ruin the moment!
So, he simply continued to rub Kai's head. The silk-like, messy, slightly curled hair moved between his fingers, seeming to form back to its intended position almost automatically. It was so…
Weird.
Basically, I have to end it there. I have writing cramps, and my hand is actually bleeding. O – o Don't worry, though, I expect 4 to be up to intended! This took a bit longer because I'm getting ready for Sakura-Con (*Angels sing*), and my hand hurts like hell ; D So, toodles for now. Review, and give ideas. And I'll love you. And don't worry. I'm still sticking to my every other day chapter updates. O.o