There Are Days like This Too

Author: Irish Kaoru

FAKE

Disclaimer: I do not own FAKE in any way shape of form. I think you all know this but I thought that I would make it clear

A/N: I told you that I would turn this into a story and I have. Be warned, just because I have added the whole killer element into the story does not mean emo Ryo is gone. Unfortunately it is never as easy as someone finding out to make a person stop. Cutting becomes an addiction and it is just as hard to stop as smoking and drinking.

Chapter five
Engrained Memories

Call me obsessed, call me possessive, hell call me jealous for all I give a damn but never call me insane. The word insane is used to describe a person who is unaware of their actions or surroundings as they commit an act that is immoral. Insane is used to describe a person who is not in their right mind as they do wrong. I however know exactly what I do, how I do it, and when I do it. I know all there is to know about what I am doing and I am clear in my mind when I do my action. If I am all of this then how can I be insane?
I am careful when I make my move. I get to know my victims before I kill them. I get close enough that they will never know that the person that they are having dinner with is their grim reaper. I become friends with them and then in the end I kill. I take all traces of life from them and make them wish that they had never met me.
Why do I do this if I am not insane? Like I said before you can call me obsessive, possessive, and jealous. Everything that I do, my dear detective, is so that I may be one step closer to you. So that one day I can met you again my dear detective. On that day I will take what had become most precious to you and kill it. I will squeeze the last bit of happiness out of you like you did to me and in the end as I am looking down at you on you knees begging me to kill you I will only laugh.
Oh I will kill you. However, before I even think of doing that I will make sure that you have suffered as much as humanly possible and then some. I will make sure that you beg and plead for death to come and claim you swiftly. And then as you are beseeching me take your life I will toy with you some more. Your death will be the most painful and slow death that anyone could imagine.
My dear detective, you were so popular in high school without even trying. Every girl wanted to be with you, even a good amount of the boys, and those that did not desire to be with you wanted to be just like you. You were a friend to all and an enemy to none. You were good at everything that you did, sports, academics, and social relationships. These all came second nature to you.
You had the smarts, the looks, and the money and yet I cannot recall one time that you boasted about your standings. You were always modest about yourself and never overbearing. You were in one word faultless.
I will never forget the day that you stuck up for me. It was just after your parents' death and we were showering after a rough soccer practice. At this point the cuts on your arms were so few that if need be you could call it an accident, but I watched you, I knew you. I knew that through that façade that you were giving everyone around you, you were breaking apart inside. Your normally calm eyes held a storm of emotions. And yet you were so well trained that you never once gave away any hint of your pain to another person.
It was not the first time that I dared to take a look at you naked form in all its glory after a practice. It was also not the first time that I noticed the number of wounds growing on your left arm. Normally I would have been careful about the way I went about looking at you, especially in a locker room full of other boys who were very overprotective of you. This time however, I couldn't help but stare at you.
My dear, how you had changed in front of my eyes. You who were once as radiant as the summer sun, you were now far too pale and it looked like you were losing a lot of weight, weight that you couldn't afford to loose. There were more marks on your arm that there were the day prior, many more. What was happing to you? I wished nothing more than to have helped you but I was far to shy to approach you then.

"What the hell do you think you are looking at fag, he is not some piece of meat for you to gawk at? He's normal unlike you!" I will never forget that day. I was surrounded by the team captain, the co captain and all of the seniors on the team. Some had wet towels, all had half cocked fists ready to swing and protect your 'normalcy'. I watched in despair as the first fist came hurling towards me. Much to my surprise you had stepped in front of them and taken the blow in my place. Your arms were outstretched, even after the punch connected solidly with your eye. You refused to let them touch me.

"Come on Teddy, what does it mater? Leave him alone." You were in that instant my knight in shining armor and I knew that I had fallen head over heels in love with you.

Ahh yes my dear but that is not the only memory I have of you, no it may be the fondest memories but the one that I remember better than any other is the day that I told you everything.

"Hey, wait up!" We were on our way home from school and I knew that it was now or never. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" you looked almost confused, you had this look like, 'why would anyone want to talk to me?' but all the same you agreed and we started to walk home together.

We took a shortcut through Battery Park. I stopped walking all together and you went on a few paces but then, when you saw that I was no longer there you turned around. Your hair blew lightly in the wind and I could feel the butterflies rise in my stomach. I was helplessly in love with you and I knew from that point on you had to be mine.

"I need to tell you something important and please don't laugh at me. I don't think I could handle it if you were to laugh at me." Your eyes held amusement, the first emotion I had seen other than sadness in a long time. I moved closer to you, sure that the emotion in your eyes was because of me, it gave me hope. I wrapped you up in a hug and rested my chin on your shoulder. "I have loved you for the longest time, please say that you will not turn me away" I remember feeling shameful tears falling down my cheeks as if I already knew the answer.

"I am sorry Danny; I cannot return your feelings." That was all you said to me. I nodded and let you go. Of course I was saddened, hell I am still saddened but I finally understood that you were, as our teammates said 'normal'.

However years passed and I never got over you, I couldn't and the sadness that I felt built in me until finally one day I exploded and knew that I loved you so much that if I couldn't have you no one could. You were to be mine and mine alone.
I learned all that there was to learn about you. Imagine my shock when I learned that you and that partner of yours were actually a couple. Of course you still kept it under wraps and no one knew, but I did. I have seen you and him in one of you many 'personal' moments.
You will be mine before long, mine to make suffer. If it is the last thing that I do I will make your life living hell Randy "Ryo" McLean!

A/N ok so I know it is short and In my mind I really don't portray the whole psychopathic killer all that well but I tried give me a break. So yeah that's really all I have to say about this. I am sleepy and going to be, gotta be to work at 4 am (sob)

Hehe on a side note I noticed something about the reviews that I get. I always increase by one reviewer per chapter. My first chap. had 4, my second 5, my third 6, and my fourth I had 7. So yeah I thought that was amusing.

On another side note, starting on November 1st there will be a one month period where I will not update this story (if I do it will only be one or two chapters) because I participate in NaNoWriMo every year. (for those of you who don't know that means national novel writing month) But on the plus side I have a whole FAKE story planed out that takes place in WWII so I will be coming back with a whole new story woot woot

Ok later to all my fans I hope you enjoyed (I wonder how many of you are still reading this…. Why are you still reading this….. really you should stop reading this…. OK I am done writing this so there is no more to read, go away or hit the review button one of the two (OMG I just told you to review… I am going to hell))

Ja

Irish Kaoru