Shintaro X Kido chapter 2
A light poke on my forehead was the thing that woke me. I slowly opened my eyes, slightly annoyed. A startled Mary jumped back as she toppled to the ground.
"EEK!"
"Mary... Why were you poking my forehead?"
I rubbed my head as I looked down at Kido. She was sound asleep, her arm slightly wrapped around mine. Mary looked down at Kido, and leaned over to poke her head as well.
"Mary..."
She quickly retracted her finger, looking at me with her big, round eyes.
"Hm?"
"Don't do that...Okay?"
She looked at Kido, then to me, then nodded, her hair slightly bouncing. Seto walked out of the hallway, rubbing his eyes.
"Sorry Mary. I can't believe... I fell asleep. "
Mary smiled and ran to hug him. They both giggled as they embraced each other. The room was still dimly lit. My watch said it was around 7:30. We all had been asleep for about an hour and a half. Oh well.
Kano must have just finished taking a bath- I heard the bathroom door open and saw Kano dressed in his usual clothes. He took one look at me before sprinting over and grabbing my shirt collar.
"Alright, Shintaro! What are you doing with... with...!"
"Kido?" I interjected.
His eyes turned a pale red before he collected himself. Kido, due to the excessive noise, moaned and looked up. She looked down where her hands were wrapped around my arm and slightly blushed.
"Wah! I-I must have fallen asleep. "
Kano, taking advantage of the awkward situation, slugged me across the face. I fell to the ground in front of the couch, holding my jaw. I stood up as the whole room went into mass confusion. Everyone except Mary, who simply gawked at the moon out the window.
Seto tried to pry Kido and Kano apart as Kido threw punches wildly. Within ten minutes, Kano had been kicked, punched, and hit in every nerve point known to man. Kido looked over at me, her face still slightly red.
I pointed to my watch. Her eyes widened, and she ran over to the table, slipping her hoodie on over her head. I walked up to the front door with her as Mary grabbed Seto's hand.
"Where... Where are we going, Seto?"
Seto grinned. "To be honest, I don't know either. But I'm sure it will be fun!"
I opened the door, and Kido walked out. She pulled her hood over her head, hiding her face from me.
The night had gotten colder because the sun had gone down. The snow had started to stick to the ground, and it crunched with every foot step. Kido stepped closer to me as she shivered.
"Are you going to be alright?"
She nodded but kept her face hidden. Over the top of the hill, we could see the giant flood lights that would light the park for Momo's concert.
The hill proved to be more of a challenge than I had first thought. Seto just carried Mary but Kido kept slipping. Her hands turned red from constantly pressing them against the snow.
"Kido..."
"I'm fine!"
She placed her hand on my chest, shoving me backwards. Why was she so stubborn?
We walked to the park where people were already lining up. Since it was snowing, the concert was moved into the giant stadium across the street. But the line was already to the edge of the park. I looked down at Kido. She was shivering profusely.
I wrapped my left arm around her shoulder. She flinched and started to pull away before leaning into my body. The snow came down in big flakes.
The line was moving fairly fast, but it also seemed as if it couldn't be any slower. My fingers were starting to get colder then I would have preferred.
When we did get to the doors, there was no warm air that greeted us. Kido still leaned into me. I could feel her body heat as she did mine, and we started to warm up. I looked around us. People everywhere I looked held little plushies and posters with Momo on it.
The doors that led into the actual stadium were not open yet. They were to open at 8:40. Kido pulled away without looking at me. I looked at he various signs, and I saw one for backstage. I thought it'd be nice to say hi to Momo before her performance. I also found myself wanting to show off to Kido for some reason...
I pulled Kido toward the small entrance and she followed reluctantly. The hallway was warm but stuffy. We found a dressing room, or, at least I did. Kido had disappeared somewhere along the way. I have no idea why she walked away, but she might have been using her "Eye Concealment" ability. I knocked on the door.
Foot steps were heard from the hallway, and two big men dressed in black suits walked up towards me, holding tasers. No doubt they were the Staff Security Guards.
"Hey!"
I was abruptly thrown to the ground, my arm twisted parallel to my back. I tried to break free, but more pressure was applied to my arm. The second man knocked on the door.
"Ms. Kisaragi? Are you alright?"
Momo soon poked her head out the door. "Why, yes, I'm... ONII-CHAN?!"
I grinned. "Hey, Momo."
I saw a horrified look on her face as she looked at me, then discreetly pointed beneath me with her thumb. I looked downward. I was... Oh no. I had fallen on top of Kido.
Her ability had been deactivated, but it looked like the guards hasn't noticed her yet. I could feel her quiver beneath me. I felt horrible, but I couldn't say anything that would potentially bring us any attention. The man finally loosened his grip.
"Ms. Kisaragi? Do you know him?"
"He's my older brother!"
Her face was slightly angered, but she obviously had other things on her mind. I was let go, but I continued to lay on Kido. The two men walked back to the entrance slipping into the dark.
"Onii-chan? Why are you-"
Kido shifted beneath me, looking upside-down at Momo.
Momo covered her mouth and gasped.
"Onii-chan... I... I..."
Kido and I looked at each other both then to Momo, yelling at the same time:
"KEEP YOUR MIND IN CHECK!"
I stood up, pulling Kido to her feet. She coughed as she brushed herself off.
"M-Momo?"
I glanced at my watch. Momo immediately did the same.
"Oh! I have to go! Sorry, Onii-chan! Sorry, Leader!"
She ran past us, putting a mic headset around her head. Kido motioned to me, and brought me back out to the crowds. We found our seats. Seto had saved them. We sat down as the lights dimmed.
The show started off with several loud pops. It sounded familiar somehow... The lights didn't turn back on, But the sounds continued.
"Malfunction?"
Kido twisted, outstretching her hand to find me. Her hand landed square on my face.
"Oops... Sorry."
I heard a scream as another pop went off. On second thought, those were no pops. They were shots.
My eyes widened as I told Seto to cover Mary protectively in the aisle. He did as he was told. Visibility was next to zero. Kido's hand lightly touched my shoulder.
"S-Shintaro... Is that you?"
"Yeah..."
Several running persons passed me on the left. Flashes of light filled the room, from their automatic assault rifles (whoever "they" were).
What was this?! Why was this happening?! They clearly were out for money... right?
Every sound echoed as the stadium fell into silence, and all that could be heard were blood-curdling screams and deadly shots.
I told the others to stay down, but Kido and I decided to make a run for it, to find help... Yeah, that was it. We made our way out of the stadium and into the hallway leading to the lobby. Our foot steps could be heard against the cold concrete. But, the hallway soon split, and we had no idea which way led out. Why did the whole place have to be so darn big?!
Kido went one way, and I took the other. The hall soon became more creepy than it needed to be, as the lights were off, and strange posters and props lined the walls.
I soon heard foot steps approaching me. I pressed myself up against the wall, and shut my eyes. This was bad. I felt my arm being grabbed as I was lifted off the ground. I heard a shattering crack, which I presumed was my head. I couldn't move.
I felt a foot being put on my side, preparing to deliver a kick to my ribs. They wound up... and stopped. I was let go, and huddled up in a ball.
I couldn't figure which way was up. My head was spinning, and I couldn't even attempt to pull myself off of the ground.
"Oh my... You idiot!"
I felt a hand touch the side of my face. The hand traced my jaw line before it clenched into a fist that slammed against the wall.
"H-Hey... Y-You're okay, right?"
I couldn't give an answer. Who was it? I couldn't recognize them... Yes, I could. Please tell me I was just pummeled by Kido, and not a terrorist...
By the apologetic sound of her voice, she had no idea it was me. I gingerly touched my face again.
"H-Hey... Come on... D-Don't do this."
I slipped in and out of consciousness. It was definitely a concussion. I wouldn't be surprised if she fractured my skull with that attack.
Her hands were warm...
Suddenly, male voices could be heard advancing quickly toward us. Kido panicked as her eyes flashed red, and instantly vanished. I slowly moved my hand to my head, feeling around. I sat up, groaning.
"We have what we want! Lets move!"
They charged down the hallway, but because it was so narrow, they plowed right over Kido. They all stopped, turning their flash lights on.
Kido lay on the floor, rubbing her head and squinting at the sight of the bright light. The men had dropped a piece of paper, that now laid before her. She quickly picked it up, and she scanned it as the men gathered their wits from seeing a girl and boy appear from nowhere. She then looked back to the terrorists with a scared yet confused expression.
Following a few curse words from one of the men, a boot shot across her face. She was knocked back, exerting a disgruntled scream. I picked myself up off of the ground, the world swaying before my eyes.
The paper was ripped out of her hand as the butt of a heavy gun was jabbed into her stomach.
I out stretched my hand, opening my mouth to say something, but nothing came out of my mouth.
Kido was dragged off, right in front of me, as I collapsed to the floor.
This couldn't be happening... Kido... The doors, several feet away, slammed, resounding with an echo.
I gained the strength to pull myself up again. I walked out into the snow, watching them throw her in the trunk of a black SUV. I reached for my phone, dreadfully realizing I had forgotten it at Base...
I slid down the icy stairs to the car. I gathered the courage to climb onto the roof, adrenaline pumping and ready to storm the place.
I mean, how hard could it be?
The car rocked backwards as I dropped the stone back onto the street. The metal roof of the car was cold, and froze my skin. But I didn't have a choice.
I grabbed onto the roof tighter, but the palms of my hands gripped too tightly, and they froze. If I tried to rip them off, it could mean serious damage to my skin... So it looked like I was along for the ride.
As we drove on to the byway, the snow stung my face as every little flake hit my skin. My head was spinning. I couldn't think of what to do. At least Kido was warm inside the car, right?
After about 15 more minutes of driving, we turned off onto a dirt road, which led to a warehouse. It looked extremely old, and all the paint covering the cement walls had been weathered away.
We pulled to a stop in front of it. The trunk was opened and Kido was carried inside. She laid limp in the man's arms. If they did anything to hurt her...
I blew warm air from my mouth to my hands, and they slowly peeled away from the metal. I hopped off the car, holding my head. At least the cold had numbed the pain from before.
This place was in the middle of the woods. But other than that, I had no idea where we were.
There were guards positioned outside with M-16s... Why they would have those, I don't know. I slowly made my way to the back and found a small opening.
The warehouse was surprisingly warm. I looked at my hands, which still felt frozen solid. I stuck to the shadows, looking for any signs of Kido. To keep myself calm, I decided to pretend this was one of my beloved computer games, and I was some secret agent on a mission to rescue a... beautiful maiden...
The whole place must have been bigger than I thought it was, because I went through seven large, empty rooms without finding her.
On the eighth, I found one that was much smaller than the others. I walked inside, and gasped.
Two chains hung from the rafters, and at the end hung two hands. Those hands belonged to Kido. Her feet were slightly suspended off the ground; about two inches. She still looked unconscious.
"K-Kido?!"
I rushed to her side, looking upon the locks that prevented me from unchaining her. I brushed her hair out of her face. Kido slightly moved, opening her eyes slowly. Her eyes focused on mine as she moaned.
"Who the..."
She never got a third word out before the door behind me was opened. I spun around. I was trapped. Kido's eyes widened, and her voice raised in panic.
"Shintaro?!"
Four men walked into the room, parting to the sides for a man who was dressed in high-tech combat gear. He smirked.
"Now, what do we have here?"
I stood in front of Kido, not entirely sure why I wasn't afraid... when it came to protecting her...
"Touch her and I'll kill you all!" I shouted defiantly.
The man smirked again, walking toward me. He was blurred by my screwy vision. I couldn't even stand straight anymore. Kido looked at me helplessly before struggling with the chains.
I turned for a moment. Kido's eyes widened in horror and utter confusion as she looked at my head, then at the strange men.
I touched the side of my face, and looked to my index finger. Blood. Had she really split my head or something?
Kido, at the same time looked up at her hands, struggling once more with the chains. After a futile moment, she looked back down at me.
I saw the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes as she hung there, speechless and terrified. A lone tear ran down her face , off her chin and fell to the floor. The sound echoed. The man laughed wildly.
"Ha! How romantic! Now I guess we have two captives who know too much!"
He pulled out a 9mm pistol and aimed it at my head. He stopped, gawking at me, then practically dropped to his knees.
"PFTTTT! Ha ha ha ha! I knew I had seen you before!"
I looked up at him awkwardly before he continued, "You were the little punk who challenged me at the mall, when I robbed the-Oh, this is rich! Ha ha ha ha!"
He placed the barrel of the gun to my head, still chuckling.
"Now, I get my revenge."
Instead of pulling the trigger I was conked on the head. I hadn't been knocked out, but I fell to the ground as more men swarmed the room, and my consciousness wavered. I could faintly hear Kido's voice echoing in the back of my head as she screamed my name. But I couldn't verbally reply...
I was chained next to her, and my head lay limp. Kido, on the other hand, had received a gash down the side of her face, from the kick of the steel-toed boot back in the hallway. Three drops of blood had made there way down her chin.
"S-Shintaro..." She called out my name again softly as the men filed out of the room.
I looked to my left. Her face was filled with anger and worry.
"You... Why did you..."
I cut her off. "Because I couldn't let you die! Seeing you be dragged off... And not being able to do anything!"
Her face softened as she broke eye contact.
"Sorry... I didn't know you felt that way."
I clenched my fists. "Kido?"
"...Hm?"
I looked at her, but she didn't look my way in return.
"It'll be okay..."
A scoffing laugh came from her direction. " ...Idiot..."