There Are Days Like These Too
Author: Irish Kaoru
Disclaimer: I do not own FAKE, it's characters, or it's story line.
A/N: once again sorry about the delay. I was out in the field and the last time that I updated "All's Fair in Love and War" I only had about half of this chapter written out so there was no way that I would have been able to post it up. I hope to jump back on track with this chapter. I have about half of chapter 20 written out so I should have no troubles updating. Thank you for staying with me even though I may be difficult to deal with from time to time.
Chapter 19
Walking on Bloody Eggshells.
Ryo's POV
I could tell the second that I walked in the door things were not what they were when I had first left. It was as if there was a large, dark, depressing cloud that was hanging over us. It became all the more evident as I walked into the living room and spotted Bikky sitting on the sofa watching TV. Well, I can't really call what he was doing watching TV. It was true that the television was on and playing, but you could tell that Bikky's thoughts were not with the cartoons that were running around on the screen beating each other over the heads with frying pans.
I dropped my bag by the door and automatically headed to the sofa. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into a hug tight enough that I am some what surprised that I didn't break him in half. He didn't return the hug, he didn't lean into the touch, but at the same time he wasn't pulling away from it either. I wasn't sure if that was supposed to be a good or a bad thing.
Dee had told me what it was that I could expect from Bikky while we were on the way back to the apartment. But at the same time there was no way that I was ready to try and comfort a child that had been hurt so bad that he had shut himself off to the world and refused to let anyone in so that he wouldn't have to be hurt again. What was a person to do? How is someone supposed to comfort someone who wanted to be left alone? Was there anything that I could do that would help free Bikky out of his self made prison?
"I missed you" I whispered him hoping that that would be enough to help snap him out of it. But it wasn't and I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that I wouldn't. It didn't keep me from hoping though. "I love you." I said as I stood up and turned to Dee who was watching our interaction with what looked like hope. I guess that he was looking for the same kind of response in Bikky that I was. Perhaps we were both just being foolish.
"Don't be to worried about it baby." his voice was soft and tender making me remember just how much I had missed him over the last few weeks. I gave him a weak smile before looking at Bikky who went back to staring at the TV without actually seeing it. Dee grabbed my wrist and pulled me away gently. He lead me back to the bedroom where he helped me put my few things away.
We moved about in silence, I was unsure of what to say. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was waiting for Dee to tell me that he was leaving me. However, now there was this other part that was thinking that he would stay with me... I wondered which part of me was right.
Dee flopped down on the bed and motioned for me to join him. I fell in alongside of him and couldn't help but smile as I felt his arms wrap around me and pull me a bit closer as his lips lightly brushed across my cheek.
"Welcome home." he whispered before tilting my head back a little further to capture my lips. Although the position was a bit uncomfortable I didn't want to move, moving meant that I would loose contact with him, moving meant that I would have to pry myself from the man I loved even if only for a few seconds... I was not that strong.
We stayed like that for a few moments, just drinking in the closeness of one another. The mood was brooken suddenly when Dee's stomach let us both know, and I am almost sure anyone with in a mile radius, that it wanted food. With what little will had remained in tacked I pulled away and headed towards the kitchen, my domain.
Dee watched as I bused about the kitchen pulling out some ingredients here and there. I was pleased to see that neither of my boys were eating only fast food while I was gone, I was even surprised to find fresh vegetables and even nori. Sometimes I wondered how Dee managed to get by before I started to feed him. He just struck me as the type of person that would live on nothing but fast food alone. I knew different now, but it was a relief to see that it was true with my own eyes. I pulled out the package of nori and a few vegetables. I knew what I was going to make the second I saw the package.
Sushi was Dee's favorite foods, even before I met him. It was one of the few 'exotic' foods that I got Bikky to try and he actually liked. Dee moved up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist as I opened the bag of rice and busied myself with getting it in the cooker.
"Anything I can help with babe?"
"Yeah can you get down two cans of tuna and mix them with just a little mayo." he grunted and left to do as he was told. "While you are over there grab me a knife and the makisu please." Dee had been around me long enough to know what I meant even if it was in another language. He fished through the cupboard and moments later resurfaced the the bamboo rolling mat.
"A knife please." I repeated as I pulled out the cutting board and got ready to cut up the carrots and cucumber. Dee looked at me for a moment as if he was worried about letting me use said utensil. So this is how it was supposed to be from here on out, he would be walking on eggshells any time that I was in a position where I could possibly do harm to myself!
Dee's POV
I'll admit, I didn't want Ryo to be around sharp objects just yet. It wasn't that I didn't trust him... it was just that I didn't trust him. Ok so that made no sense what so ever. But I guess that a part of me is feeling a little guilty at the fact that I don't trust him. 'old habits die hard' or something like that.
I didn't want him around the knife, or anything that he could hurt himself on for that matter, until I was sure. But at the same time I wasn't sure how to say this to Ryo. I didn't want him to think that I was being... and ass? Would there be a better word to use there? I was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
"I want to cut the veggies though." I tried to play it off like I was a little kid who wanted to do something on his own.
"But you can't work on the tunaand the vegetables at the same time. It will be quicker this way." He countered and I couldn't help but notice the slight sound of distress in his voice.
"But it is your first night back and I wanted to make something for you, and here you are preparing something for me... to me it seems a little backwards." I hoped this was a good enough reason to have him leave the kitchen, perhaps go and sit with Bikky, he needed the company of someone, even if he wasn't being much of the conversationalist.
"And I have been able to cook in almost a month Dee, you know that I like to cook more than anything. You and I both know the reason that you don't want me in here." He spat and then gave a wide eyed look like he hadn't meant to say anything at all.
The room went silent for a few minutes. We just stood there both with a deer in the headlights expression on our faces looking at one another. What was I supposed to say? "Yeah Ryo, you just got out of the fucking hospital for being suicidal and slitting your wrists so I am sorry but I don't trust you with a knife right now. " I watched his expression grow even more surprised before I noticed what I did... damn me and my big mouth. Talk about a bad case of verbal diarrhea. Another round of silence followed.
"Sorry you feel that way" he whispered and walked out of the room into the bedroom and closed the door behind him quietly.
'That could have gone so much better.' I thought to myself as I finished making dinner. I didn't get far before the phone rang. The world was just out to get me today.
"Yeah" I spoke into the phone. I listened for a moment before slinking down to the ground... another murder... the world was really out to get me.
Danny's POV
I think... just perhaps, I should start closing in for the kill. I could do so much more damage to him, I could make this last forever, but not if the FBI was involved. It was a risk that I was not willing to take. The kid or his uncle and aunt... it was a tough call... but why should I have to make decisions at all. I did have both Karina and Justin at my disposal. I could just take them both out at once.
The more I think about it the more my head started to hurt. I was enjoying this little game that I was playing with Ryo, controlling the things that happened around him, making him fall deeper and deeper into a hole that he couldn't climb out of... and then I will kill him. But at the same time it was getting a little too dangerous.
If I was to kill the kid it would be the worst blow yet, it may even do more damage than getting rid of his aunt and uncle. The only problem is... the kid would be almost impossible to get to. It was a job that only Karina could do seeing as how they were about the same age, but at the same time it looked like Dee was a little cautions of her. Could it be that he has caught on?
I picked up the phone and hit number two on the speed dial. Once it picked up all fear that I had was gone in an instant, I could do this, I am god, I am the one that is in control not them. Hell everything has been executed to perfection so far, there was no suspicion, nothing linking either Justin or Karina to the crimes. More importantly there was nothing linking me to any of this.
"Kill" I said before snapping the phone shut.
Justin's POV
It wasn't particularly cold out tonight, a small blessing, although it felt like it was winter in my heart. To me my life wasn't all that important. If it came down to it I would have no problem taking my own life, but with Karina mixed up in all of this there was no way that I would. I wouldn't cause the girl more pain, or worse an early death.
I stopped for a moment outside the Marriott hotel and just looked at it. Somewhere in that building they were there... and they didn't know who I was or what was going to happen. It pained me to think about it... but I knew what had to be done.
I walked up to the elevator and waited for it to come to the ground floor. My thoughts were running wild as they normally did before I carried out any order that was given to me. This was no different. Part of me just wanted to hurry up and get it over with. Another part of me wished that they wouldn't be there. Now that Ryo was released from the hospital they could go back home right?
These thought occupied my mind until I found myself stand outside room 713. I lightly knocked on the door and tried to clam down. My heart was racing and I was feeling a little faint. I know that I had to work quickly otherwise they would know that something was fishy about me.
"Can I help you?" a man answered the door. I gave my best smile hoping that it would git rid of any uncertainty that I had showing on my face.
"Yes, I am sorry to bother you like this, I am Ryo's mental heath therapist and there were a few things that I needed your help with. I didn't want to call you all the way across town to meet with me so I thought that I would visit you here. I hope you don't mind." the man seemed unsure at first but finally stepped back and opened the door. I stuck my hands in my coat pocket and carefully withdrew the cap from the two needles taking care not to prick myself.
"who is it dear" a womans voice drifted across the room, and soon after I had a face to place it with. Not this it mattered much, she wouldn't be able to speak for to long.
"He says that he is Ryo's doctor and he needs to talk with us about some things." The man answered back. The woman smiled and extended her hand.
"I'm Elena and this is my husband Rick" I smiled back politely as I shook her hand and introduced myself. Once Elena turned around I drew both needles from my pocket and stabbed one into Rick. I was worried that I may have given him to much because there was no lag time and he fell with his eyes closed. Elena turned back around at the sound and tried to let out a scream, but I was quicker. I jabbed the needle into her neck as she took a swing at me managing to catch my face with her nails. I hissed at the pain and pushed her away from me watching as he body stopped reacting and fell backwards before I set to my task.
I walked up the the chapel an hour later and bowed my head while kneeling at the feet of my Saviour. "Our Father who art in heaven..." I started but couldn't finish. My throat closed up as I tried to hold back the tears that were threating to fall. 'who the hell am I kidding?" I thought to myself knowing that I had already murdered so many people that there was no way I could be redeemed. I was headed for hell.
"Forgive me, please god forgive me of my sins." I begged over and over letting my voice echo off of the walls all the while falling into a fit of hysteria.
A/N: OK I really have nothing to say other than I will try to get chapter 20 up later this week if not on Tuesday. Thank you again to my reviewers!