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: PLEASE TAKE A LOOK AT MY PROFILE. THERE IS AN IMPORTANT MESSAGE ABOUT SEVERAL STORIES THAT HAVE BEEN REMOVED OR IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REMOVED FOR A REEDITING PROJECT OF MINE! (Stops yelling) There is also a notice about a month long hiatus I will be taking as of November 1stand a summery for the new FAKE story that will be written during National Novel Writing Month called "All's Fair in Love and War".
Chapter 7

Realizing the Truth

Dee's POV

I didn't feel comfortable leaving him home by himself, hell who would, not after all that had happened in the past few hours. Hours was that all it had been. With the emotional rollercoaster that he and I had been forced to ride this morning it feels more like days or perhaps even weeks. I was still worried about him as I crossed the thresh hold to the school and entered into the normally crowded lobby.

The lobby was the gateway to hell for some children; I know that I was one of them when I was attending this school. There were benches set up on either side of the hall used for children who got in trouble and had to see the principle or just wait for their parents to come and pick them up. At any given time when I walked into this hall I would see three to five kids line the walls. Normally at least one had a black eye or a split lip. This time however the foyer was like a ghost town, dead to all presence except for one.

Bikky looked a little shaken and I didn't need an explanation as to why. Sure the kid had a fascination with the line of work that Ryo and I were in and he had seen a dead body a time or two but he had never actually seen the body of a person that he was fond of before. [1

The truth was that as much as he hated going to school, Bikky liked it because of his teacher. Mr. Connell. He was an amazing teacher who had grown up much like Bikky had, minus the whole two dads bit. For that Bikky had a lot of respect for the man and would actually listen to what his teacher said. Right now it was obvious to me that Bikky was devastated, more so that I thought he would be.

"Hey kiddo." I said gently to him as I took a seat on the bench. He didn't look up at me, didn't even acknowledge that I was there. I pulled him into an awkward hug from the side. "How are you holdin' up?" He looked up at me with tears in his eyes, I knew that he had been crying, his voice wavered as he tried to talk but couldn't find the words to express himself.

I studied him for a bit longer before sighing and telling him that he should go home and get some rest. He nodded and stood up, a ghost of his former self. In my mind I was cursing. I was about to send an emotionally unstable kid back home where his equally emotionally unstable father waited. There was something wrong with this, there was no way that Ryo would be able to handle this and if Bikky found out about Ryo there was no way that he would be able to deal with that. I knew that I had to do what needed to be done and get out of there as soon as I could. I had a feeling that that was going to be harder than it normally was.

Bikky's POV

I walked back to the house as quickly as I could. I didn't care about whatever was going on around me, I didn't stop to talk to friends who were asking me about my teacher, I didn't want to remember any of it. Why Mr. Connell?

//Flashback//

"Shut up!" I laughed back at Lai, "there is no way I would do that! You on the other hand…" Lai swatted his had at me in a half hearted gesture that I easily dodged. Carol was laughing and Lai was looking almost as red as Ryo when Dee whispered something that was undoubtedly perverted into his ear.

I stopped walking outside my classroom and looked at Carol who was confused. I never went to class this early. I told her that I was sorry but I needed to talk to Mr. Connell about the extra credit report he had given me, Ryo would fucking kill me if I didn't pass this class by next report card.

I opened the door and backed into the room still poking fun at Lai slamming the door in his face when he made a move to try and hit me again. I could hear Lai cry out as the door hit him in the fist and Carol laughing. There were a few curses made before the two of them continued down the hall.

"Yo teach!" I threw up my hand and waved at the man who seemed to fall asleep at his desk. That was nothing new; he had fallen asleep there once or twice before. He must have had another fight with his wife. It was weird thought that he didn't snap back to life when I talked to him.

He was a bit of an air head but by far the best damn teacher I had ever had. He was just like me and Dee. He grew up without parents and lived a in the streets for most of his life. But of course, like a bad motivational poster, he rose above it all to 'make a difference in his students' lives' and became a teacher.

As I walked closer to the desk still calling his name I knew something was wrong. Mr. Connell never and I mean never ignored his students. I walked around the corner of his desk and gasped in spite of my self. I had seen blood before; I had seen lot of blood before, but nothing like this. The back of his heels were sliced open and still oozing the red liquid. I took a few steps back unable to take my eyes off of the site.

I ran out the door once I had my senses back and just remember yelling for help. No one would listen to me until I caught Mrs. McKinney the hag of a science teacher. I remember telling her that Mr. Connell needed help and fast but I also couldn't bring myself to admit to what I had seen.

The rest of the morning was like a blur to me. The cops, ambulance, and even the firemen came to the school. The students were gathered up in the auditorium and told that we would be heading home after an announcement. I remember seeing JJ and having him ask me a few questions before Ted stepped in and told him that Dee and Ryo would question me a little later.

Dee came in about ten minutes after that and I can barley remember what it was that he said to me. I don't think that I even herd him really. All I remember is the sight of Mr. Connell laying on his desk looking like he was sleeping peacefully and red, red everywhere!

//end Flashback//

Ryo's POV

I had to do something, something to keep myself busy, something that required me to think, something that would make me take my mind off of everything that had happened already today. I washed the dishes, threw some of the cloths into the washer, and even had a chat with Mr. Roberts, but still all I could think about was what happened. All I could see was the look on Dee's face when he found me. Shock, panic, fear, hurt, disappointment, all rolled up into one emotion. And I, I had been the cause of it.

I sat down on the couch with a heavy sigh, tears beginning to form in my eyes again. I really am worthless; I managed to hurt one of the few people who truly care about me, the person that I want to spend the rest of my life with. And yet I don't. How could I condemn him to a life with me? There were much better fish in the sea. I choked back the sobs that were ready to clam me because of the mere thought of not having Dee by my side.

The door opened and I jumped. Bikky came in and automatically hugged me as if I was his only life line. I knew that Bikky was fond of his teacher, the truth was Mr. Connell was most likely the only teacher in the entire school that could get Bikky to do what he needed to do; I didn't think however he would take it this hard.

As soon as his body made contact with mine he began to cry. My Bikky began to cry, something that I saw him do only once or twice in the five years that he had been living with me. I hugged him back as if I didn't have my own problems to deal with. If there was still hope of Bikky coming out of this in one piece I was going to do was I could to make that hope reality.

For the better part of an hour we sat there and just sat there. Bikky cried and I did what I could to whisper soft, soothing, encouragement to him regardless of the fact that I myself felt like shit. Once he had finally stopped crying the only thing he said to me was 'I'm going to lay down'. I smiled gently at him and told him that I would wake him for lunch.

He looked like he had been through hell, which I guess is how any sixteen year old would look if they just found their teacher dead in the classroom.

It wasn't to long after that when Dee called. He verified that it had to have been our man. There was no sign of a struggle which, judging by the set up of the murder was odd. How would someone just sit through their Achilles heels being slashed open? The death that comes from that is very slow and very painful. And yet when I asked him about it, Dee said there was no way that it would have been possible to kill himself and remain in the position that he was found in.

The last thing I remember thinking was 'why the hell do we get all the nut jobs'?
A/N: Ok Ok Ok please do not kill me I know it was very short. It's the end of the term so I am working like a dog to get my paper done AND have just learned the joys (and frustrations) of making AMVs so I kinda started a new project to. Gomen nasia!! you can check them out (DN Angel at the moment) on youtube, i am cho12801

I am also sorry for the many POV changes but i got stuck after the flash back and the only thing i could think of was to change the POV.

[1 Yes I know that in the manga Bikky saw his father's body, however for the sake of the story (because one emotionally distraught person was not enough) I overlooked that fact and so should you.

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