Broken

...Twelfth Part: Dark...

Krad sat on the end of my – our – bed, watching a program on the Sci-Fi channel. Stretching and raking my fingers through my damp hair, I gestured to the bathroom. "It's all yours," I offered. "Take a shower. It'll be good for you."

"Okay." He switched off the TV and got up. "Got any pajamas I can wear?"

I smirked, tousling his hair a bit. "You know I do."

"I should really get some of my own," he considered.

I shrugged. "We'll worry about that another day." I dug out some pajamas and tossed them to him, watching as he walked away into the other room.

With a sigh, I flopped back onto the bed, folding my arms beneath my head and staring up at the ceiling. "I think I love you," Krad's muffled words echoed through my head – not for the first time that night. I still wasn't quite sure if I had heard right. I shook my head to clear it, sitting up again.

I decided I was bored, so I turned the TV back on, just out of curiosity. There wasn't much on that looked interesting.

Then my cell phone rang. It was sitting on top of the TV. The second ring sounded, and then the third before I decided to get up and answer it. "Hello?"

'Dark? It's Satoshi.'

"What's up?" I wondered.

'We found Ogata. He's in custody,' Satoshi explained.

"That's great!" I began to walk toward the bathroom to tell Krad.

'And there's one other detail that I thought you'd find interesting.' I stopped, waiting for him to go on. 'Hotarou Ogata had an accomplice. A woman named Amelia Ogata – his sister.'

"Oh, that's creepy," I commented. "Wait... Did you just say her name was Amelia?"

'Yes, I did.'

"Krad told me that she was another victim. He told me she died..." It didn't make any sense.

'That was what she appeared to be, but she wasn't.'

"What do you mean?"

'Amelia only pretended to be a victim. She admitted that she liked watching people's fear. She could get into their heads and mess with them mentally.'

"That's sick," I spat.

'I know,' Satoshi agreed. 'The good news, however, is that neither of them are going to get out of here any time soon.'

"Thanks, Satoshi. ...You know, Krad almost had it figured out about Amelia."

'How?'

"She was the only brunette." I hung up the phone, knowing that Satoshi was done talking to me anyway.

I knocked on the bathroom door and heard something drop. "Geez, Dark!" he shouted at me. "Warn me before touching the door!"

"Well, I'm sorry big slabs of wood scare you, honey," I laughed.

"What did you just call me?"

"Never mind. Can I come in?" I didn't actually think he'd let me. I could tell him when he came out.

"...Yes." Well, okay then.

I saw his silhouette flinch behind the curtain when the door opened, but the reaction was slowly fading as days went by, so I wasn't too concerned. He poked his soaked head around the edge of the curtain expectantly.

"I've got some good news," I began, beaming.

"What is it?"

"Satoshi called."

"And...?"

"They got 'him," I told him, letting a wide, triumphant smirk come across my face.

Krad's eyes widened, and the happiness in his face startled me more than then first time I saw him cry – but it was fantastic. "They did? Really?"

I nodded once. "You bet they did."

Surprising me for a second time in less than a minute, Krad threw his arms around my shoulders, soaking me with cold water. Laughing, I hugged him back, holding his naked body close. He was safe. And so was every other possible victim out there, now.

Pulling back a bit, I pressed our lips together in a long kiss.

When we separated again, Krad stared at me disbelievingly. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't. His head moved and it looked like he was trying to force some kind of comprehensible sound out, but it still wasn't working. Suddenly, taking my head between his slender hands, he kissed me back, closing his eyes in concentration. Our lips moved together and I had to admit, that nothing could've felt more natural.