It has been a while and for that I apologized. Not only i have the uploading of my adopted fanfic, Flicker, to deal with but also with an upcoming collaboration MARVEL fanfic project that myself and my friend are working on. But rest assured that I will try to update certain stories regularly, hopefully. And also, to those who are interested, I am starting up a concept art line of not only my own fanfic works but also certain favorites of mine on dA :D I already posted a couple up, so look forward for more.

With that said, please enjoy

Delphinium chapter 6

Last time on Delphinium:

And that was the last time she heard from him as soon as he walked out of the play-room before quickly reassuring the children that everything is alright. Felix glanced over to the small table of snacks that she helped placed out and noticed that one of them are chocolate chip cookies.

"Oh, man."

Jack couldn't be happier to have a scooter for his 16th birthday instead of a classic car. Sure it was cool to have a car, but it seemed confining on all four sides, the scooter provides more freedom and giving him the thrill as he felt the wind in his hair. He always enjoyed that feeling whenever he was out running errands. However for today, he can't have the luxury to enjoy that feeling.

Right now, he has a possibly poisoned Bunny to deal with and he needed to head over to Count D for help.

Even though the third clause of the contract was practically breached…

But he really needed the man's help, since Bunny was groaning and seemed to be heating up from what he could tell by the touch of the latter's bare skin.

"Don't worry, Bunny," he reassured him as he placed his helmet on with one hand while at the same time keeping the taller man up. "We'll get ya some help."

"Ugggh….Jackieeeee…"

Oh, no…he's getting worse. Jack had to hurry up and get to Chinatown, or else he had to bury him in a pet cemetery! He managed to grab his helmet and scooter key on the way out before heading out into the parking lot. Jack placed on his helmet with one hand while keeping Bunny upright who was leaning closer to him.

"You think you can stand on your own?" he asked.

"Uhh-huuuh…" The drawled out response was all Bunny could muster, but that is good enough for Jack. He stumbled a bit but managed to lean against the scooter for support while the white haired teen took the moment to start the engine. After a turn of the key, the engine finally roars to life, Jack helped Bunny on the backseat of the scooter before taking up on the driver's seat. He adjusted his helmet a bit before looking over to the ailing rabbit with concern.

"It'll be ok…just hold on tight, Bunny!"

Please, God, let Bunny be ok…

Leon sighed as he drove by in his car, debating about between a hotdog from the stands or maybe a quick pick-me-up form one of his favorite burger joints. It was another uneventful day, though he did get a phone call about a family bringing in a rather odd looking toy. He brushed it off as a possible prank call but thought about looking into it later.

He would have liked for it to be a call about something going on at the Count's "pet shop". That would make Leon's boring day the greatest day ever. But so far it seems like the Count has been lying low. The detective groaned as he continued to think of something he could do.

Just then, out the corner of his eye, he saw a young man riding a scooter. Two things about the person stood out to Leon. One, the young man's hair was a snow white color which was not common. And two he was carrying something...or rather the something was riding on his scooter. It was a rabbit...a six foot TALL rabbit. Leon did a double take and suddenly his bored, sleepy eyes nearly burst from his sockets as they bulged in shock.

"What...the...FUCK?!"

With those words spoken, he quickly pulled over for a last minute parking before searching rapidly for his cellphone around the car until he reached into the glove compartment. He made a speed-dial to a familiar number and tapped his finger to the wheel in impatience.

"Come on...come on..." he grumbled, as if urging the other line ringing to get the Chief's attention already.

And luck maybe on his side, when the line finally picked up.

"This better be good, Orcot." the gruff voice of his superior spoke.

"It's better than good, Sir! It's fantastic!" Leon exclaimed.

"Well what's so fantastic that you call me on my day off?" The Chief asked.

"I think I finally got evidence to nail the Count's ass to the wall!" Leon was practically grinning now.

"What is it?" The Chief sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, knowing the same song and dance that he was too familiar with.

"I saw a kid on a scooter with a giant rabbit riding at the back!" And knowing his past experience with rabbits, this might not be good. After all, the last thing he wanted to experience is another swarm of killer bunnies. It took him a while to be able to taste sweets again.

Now this one…oh sweet Jesus, this would definitely place that damned Count's fancy, arrogant ass behind bars for good!

There was a moment of silence on the other line, making Leon stare at the phone before placing it back on his ear.

"Chief?"

"You needed this vacation more than me, Leon." The Chief said before hanging up.

All that Leon heard after that was the dial tone.

Leon blinked once...and then twice...before it finally clicked into his brain.

"Fuck!" he swore before turning on the engine and drove out into the street, driving down the street to head over to the destination that he was oh-so familiar with.

He and Count will have a little talk…

"Count!" Jack cried out as soon as he practically burst through the doors, with Bunny in tow.

The said shop keeper didn't seem to be fazed by the fact that he practically burst in what seemed to be his break time as he sipped his tea. He noticed that there are other animals that were sprawled by him, as birds of every kind flutter their wings about and more than a few heads were raised. He also took note of what looked like a vicious looking goat creature with rather feline-like paws lounging upon the couch with Count D, along with what he assumed to be a raccoon. Feeling Bunny grip his shirt was enough to regain his attention back to the issue at hand, adjusting his hold on him.

"I'm sorry for barging in," he began, feeling Bunny's temperature getting hotter and hotter. "But I need your help!"

The Chinese man elegantly placed the oriental cup down as he crossed his manicured hands upon his lap; all eyes are on him and Bunny, almost as if they were judging him while bearing into his very soul. Jack swallowed dryly, feeling the tension of their gaze.

"You have broken the third clause of our contract." It was more of a statement than a question.

Jack could feel the palms sweating as his heart rapidly beat faster, the sounds of Bunny groaning and panting wasn't really helping the situation.

"I-I know…" he stammered out. "But I could explain…"

"I specifically say that this shop is not responsible for whatever may occur, should any of these clauses were broken. Did I, Jackson?"

Jack could hardly breathe now, this is bad. This is really, really bad. As much as he wanted to know how the Count knew about the third clause being broken, the most important thing to worry about is Bunny, who was gripping his shirt so tight that he was afraid that he might tear it off. He took a deep breath and exhaled before venturing further in, noting that there are some growls and hisses from the animals as he pass by. The birds squawked about in their cages while fluttering their wings. It was like…they don't want him to go any further.

"I…I know…but it was an accident I swear!" he protested. "I brought him along with me at work, and it was snack time…and one of the kids gave him a cookie and…"

"That is no excuse." Count D cuts him off, staring straight at him. That is when he really saw the other man's right eye clearly. The color has a shade of complete golden, a shade brighter than his godfather's. Along with the violet color of his left eye, they both set an eerie glow as they both bore into Jack's very core of his soul.

"It was bad enough that he was fed chocolate…but during his heat period nonetheless. You had no idea what you have brought upon yourself."

The way he spoke those words made him feel genuinely scared for the first time in 17 years of his life. He had never been this scared ever since he first got information that his parents weren't coming home ever again. Not to mention the possibility of him and his sister might be separated by the system. But this is nothing compared to how scared he was for Bunny being hurt, possibly being slowly poisoned. As much as he wanted to tell that it wasn't his fault, it still doesn't change the fact that he was careless, and even he knows it. With one last intake of breath and exhale, he finally found his courage to stare back at the Count; his gaze not once breaking away from his.

"I know that." He spoke in a clear and unshaken voice. "And I'm fully prepared to take responsibility. But please…please…help me to help Bunny!"

Count D only blinked once, breaking the staring trance, before sighing heavily as he placed his ornate cup down upon the coffee table.

"I suppose it was inevitable…" then he elegantly stood up as he dusted off his cheongsam a bit. "If you please, follow me to the backroom."

"Where are we going?"

It was the first thing that he could ask after passing some odd number of doors and an occasional twist and turns, all the while carrying Bunny, who somehow kept his balance enough to walk. Could the Count at least offer him a wheelchair or something? He didn't know how long they have been walking but he was sure that it might be at least an hour or so. Jack was struggling a bit since the Chinese man was walking rather fast, despite keeping composure and his posture straight.

"For now, we are heading to Bunny's former room." D simply replied, never slowing down. He just left it like that, making the youth resist the urge to groan in dissatisfaction at the fact that all he received was a vague answer.

"So, we could find some way to help him?" He asked, trying to keep up.

Jack never had forgotten Bunny's former "room" from the day that they have met, even though it was only two months. There were times he wondered if the Count actually cleaned out the said rooms if a certain pet was purchased. But he supposed that he could worry about that, sparing a glance at Bunny who was struggling to muster all strength to keep walking.

"J-Jack…" he mustered out, groggily.

Jack looked over to him as he smiled reassuringly, rubbing soothing circular motion upon Bunny's back. "I'm here, Bunny," he softly comforted him, keeping up the movement. "Don't you worry, Count D will help you."

Bunny didn't respond to him, only letting out what sound like a moan as he weakly reached for Jack's hoodie and gripped it once more. He seemed to be breathing more heavily, and judging by his temperature, he wasn't feeling any good. Whatever D has in mind, he would gladly take it.

Anything for him…

"We are here."

Jack managed to stop before he ran face first into the Count's back and looked around him curiously. He instantly recognized the daisy-like designs upon the door before looking up to the Count.

"Is this going to help Bunny?" Jack asked, sounding hopeful. The Count looked over his shoulder to gaze at him from the corner of his eye, his expression was never changing. Though the piercing look in his violet-colored eye was enough to unnerve him but managed to stand his ground while keep Bunny on his feet.

"In a way, yes." He spoke enigmatically. "Just go inside and walk far enough into his room."

That was all.

No further details…no mentions of medicine of some sort.

Nothing…

Jack was about to question him until another groan was heard from Bunny. It would seem that he had no other option but to take a leap of faith. He walked around D and opened up the door with his other hand.

"Wish me luck," he said before going through the doorway.

"Good luck…" D replied, watching the boy's back. As soon as the boy ventured further into the room, the Count stared on with concern.

I hope that you all like Leon's cameo...hopefully it won't be the last. Remember to comment and/or review.