Instead of taking Blaine back towards her house, he led her to the playground nearby his childhood house where they used to play. "So many memories." He smiled.
Blaine smiled softly and nodded, shoving her hands into her pockets. "Why'd you lead me here anyway?"
Ignoring her question, Dax went to sit on the swings. "You can join if you'd like."
She laughed and moved to sit beside him on the swings, kicking off and smiling. "We came here a lot, didn't we?"
"We did." He smiled and swang slowly. "Although, I remember the swings being a lot bigger." He laughed.
She laughed and nodded. "I haven't been here in forever..." She murmured.
"I partly remember one time you and I-" A loud thump caught Dax off guard and Blaine fell forward from her swing. His head snapped backwards to see a pole swinging towards him; he moved in time to dodge. There were three men, all snarling at Dax.
"What was that for?" Dax shouted and looked at Blaine out cold on the dirt ground.
"She's ours now." The man on the right said.
The one in the middle turned to glared at the right man. "She's not ours, she's mine." He stated coldly and turned back to Dax. "Hope you don't mind."
"Actually, I do!" Dax growled and stood to his feet. He glanced at Blaine and slowly moved closer to her. The man on the left stepped closer, making Dax stop.
"Well, too bad. She's now property of Humino Hideki." The man chuckled.
"She's not a thing. She's a human being." Dax hissed.
The man shrugged. "Not in my world." He chuckled and moved over to stand beside her, the two others guaridng him carefully with their metal pole and bat. Dax narrowed his eyes and slowly took a few steps backwards to where they had placed the belongings on the grass.
"Hey, what're you doing?" The one man asked. Dax reached into his bag and pulled out his notebook, grabbing a pen from on of his bag pouches. The men laughed.
"What, you're going to write in your diary about your girl being taken?" One asked, mockingly.
Dax ignored him and wrote Humino Hideki on the first line. He turned and narrowed his eyes, waiting; this was the defining moment to whether Zane was reality or hallucination. Thirty seconds later, as the man was flipping Blaine over on her back, he suddenly fell to the ground, clutching his heart. Dax's eyes widened as he watched what was going on. The two men knelt down to try to help him, but when they knew he was dead, they turned to Dax.
"D-did you do this?" The one asked.
"K-Kira?" The other asked and gasped. The two looked at each other with terror before turning to run.
Dax's eyes widened further. He knew that if they were to reached authorities, Dax's plans of getting a job and house were out of the question. Prison was his next spot.
"W-what are their names?" Dax turned to look at Zane, floating next to Blaine.
He shrugged. "I could give you the shinigami eyes."
Without a second to think, Dax nodded. "Fine, the shinigami eyes..."
Numbers appeared over Blaine head with her name as well. He quickly turned to the two men and wrote their names down into the book before they could run out of sight. After thirty seconds past, Dax turned to look at Zane. "A-are they dead?" He asked.
Zane smirked. "Ryuk was right, humans are amusing!"
"Zane! Are they dead?" Dax shouted.
"You'll have to wait and see. If I were you, I'd leave." He began to fly away, leaving him with Blaine.
Quickly, Dax shoved the notebook and pen into his bag, slugged it over his shoulder and picked Blaine up. He walked briskly, and it only took a few minutes for him to reach her house with taking short cuts and vacant alleyways. He didn't bother knocking and walked in. He laid her down on the couch and retrieved a cold wash cloth to place on her forehead while he took a look at where the man had clubbed her with the bat. There was a big goose bump on the side of her head and all around was bruised with blood littering around the wound and slipping down her face. He cleaned it carefully and wrapped her head in gauze.
"I really hope she doesn't have a concusion." Dax murmured, sitting in the chair beside the couching. A movement caught Dax's attention to the right and he turned to see Zane.
"You!" Dax stood up and took a step forward. "I-it's real!"
"I told you it was." Zane said plainly.
"I...k-killed three people What if the authorities find out?" Dax ran his hand through his hair as he began to pace around the room. "M-my plans will be ruined!"
"You were protecting the girl." Zane stated.
"For what? I just lost half my life for a pair of stupid eyes!" Dax groaned.
The shinigami shrugged and began to pace after Dax. "Would you have rather let those men run off to tell the authorities themselves?"
Dax sighed. "They were just as much in the wrong, they might've not even went to the authorities."
Zane chuckled. "Being under pressure sure can cause a human to do strange things."
Dax let out a frustrate sigh and turned to look at Blaine. He still wasn't use to seeing her name and her remaining life span. Maybe it wasn't so much of a bad thing? If he hadn't used the notebook, who knows what would've happened. He had protected Blaine, and that was all that mattered, right?
Dax shook his head and sat down on the chair again. "I think I realize why Kira has been killing all those people off. It seems to be mostly criminals that he's targetting, aside from a few authorities. He kills the authorities because they're close to finding him out, but Kira doesn't want that because he's trying to do the world a favour by ridding the world of criminals. I mean, what's so bad about that? The world is better off that way. Children could walk around after dark, people wouldn't have to be afraid of being raped or mugged. There would be less stealing robberies, shootings... Maybe Kira isn't so bad after all." He turned to look at Blaine and leaned over to place his hand on her cheek. "If that's what it takes to ensure Blaine's - and every other persons safety - why not take the risk?"
Zane chuckled. "I'm guessing you're going to keep the notebook afterall?"
Dax sighed and sat back again. "I...think I might. I don't think I would have been able to protect her from anything they might have tried. I may be strong, but I don't think I could've gone against three other grown men and won," he said.
Zane nodded. "Well, I'm glad. It'll provide a temporary distraction from a boring life in the shinigami realm." He chuckled.
Dax rolled his eyes and turned back to Blaine. Ten minutes later, Dax noticed that Blaine began to stir. He smiled and moved to kneel in front of Blaine. "Blaine..." He whispered gently, placing his hand on her cheek and pushing her head lightly in his direction.
Blaine winced as her eyes slowly opened. She hissed in pain and closed them again. Her head felt like it was being smashed into by a hammer. She tried to push back her tears as pain wracked her body. "D-Dax..." She murmured weakly. "P-Please t-tell me you're not h-hurt..." She whispered, wincing again.
Dax shook his head. "You're the one who got hurt the worst." He murmured.
Blaine sighed and reached her hand up to lightly touch her wound. She hissed in pain and rested her hand at her side again. "C-Could I b-bother you to get me some ice?" She murmured, her eyes still shut.
Dax shook his head and stood, moving to the kitchen and returning with a bag of ice and cloth. He wrapped the cloth around the ice and placed it lightly on the wound. "Do you feel dizzy? Or dazed?" Dax asked.
Blaine winced again and nodded. "E-Extremely.."
Dax shook his head and helped Blaine up into a more elevated position. "Try not to half asleep." He murmured. "You may have a concussion."
Blaine nodded slowly and tried to sit up, but she was having problems keeping her own balance. Her body swayed and started to fall towards Dax. He quickly caught her and helped her back against the arm of the couch again. "Take it easy for a while, alright?" Dax murmured and pushed her bangs out of her face.
Blaine forced her eyes open weakly and looked at Dax. She could only nod before she had to close her eyes again. The world felt like it was spinning around her. Just then, the front door opened and Chris entered the livingroom. He smiled before raising an eyebrow at the condition of his sister. "What happened?" He asked, moving over to sit on the couch beside Blaine.
"We ran into a little trouble at the park." Dax explained. "We didn't really have time to react; they came up behind us and clubbed her. I managed to get rid of them though..."
Chris looked nervously at Blaine before at Dax. "And come back without a single scratch?" He raised an eyebrow.
Dax laughed nervously. "Well, I didn't exactly fight them."
Chris rolled his eyes. "Forget it." He looked back at Blaine and shook his head. "Has she been to a doctor?"
Dax shook his head. "It's just a minor concussion, nothing too much to worry about." Dax stated.
Chris nodded and stood back up. "Well, I was going to meet up with my girl, but maybe I should-"
"No." Blaine shook her head slightly, pulling her knees to her chest. "Go. I'll be fine..." She murmured.
"Sis, you can't even open your eyes." Chris frowned.
Blaine shook her head again. "I-I'll be fine..."
"If her condition worsens, I'll take her to the hospital. You can go." Dax said and turned to smile at Chris.
Chris blinked in surprise. "A-Are you sure? I-I'm sure you have things of your own to do..."
Blaine nodded. "Y-You don't have to stay either, D-Dax..." She murmured, starting to fall towards him again.
Dax chuckled softly and caught her in his arms again. "Clearly I do." He stated and helped her back up.
She shook her head. "I-I just want to sleep..."
Chris shook his head. "That's the problem. Sleeping with a concussion is dangerous."
Blaine shook her head. "I-I'm just tired..."
"I can't allow you to sleep." Dax said.
Blaine frowned. "But I'm tired..."
Chris sighed. "Last chance. If you're staying with her fine, but if I leave, I'll be gone all night." Chris said to Dax.
Dax nodded. "Have fun with your fiance." He smiled.
Chris smiled and walked out. "No sleeping, Blaine!" He called before walking out.
Blaine groaned in pain as she moved her sitting position so her back was against the back of the couch. She tried opening her eyes again and sighed deeply. "So what really h-happened?" She murmured, closing her eyes again. "Did you use my pistol or something? No way you could be completely uninjured..." She murmured, wincing yet again as she tried to stay sitting up.
Dax shrugged. "I'm still trying to fully understand it myself. Anyways, what matters is that you're going to be alright." He smiled and reached over to caress her cheek. "I don't know what I would have done if they would have taken you."
Blaine smiled softly. "I-I've gotten hurt worse than this. I-I'm just happy you're alright." She whispered.
Dax laughed lightly and shook his head. "Blaine, you're the one that got hurt, not me. You should be happy that you're alright. They...were going to do things to you if we hadn't escaped." He murmured the last part and frowned.
Blaine winced as she started to fall again, just barely catching herself. "I-I can't... think straight..." She murmured, her speech starting to slurr a bit.
"I'm not surprised." Dax chuckled softly and proped her with the pillows stuffed around her for stability. "Just take it easy, but try not to sleep no matter how tired you are." He felt her forehead and frowned. "How badly does your head hurt?"
Blaine shrugged. "I-I don't know h-how to..." She trailed off as she tried opening her eyes again before flopping back against the couch cusions, despite the pillows Dax put up around her.
Dax sighed and sat down on the floor beside her. Her face was in the cushions and her hair spread around her face. He pushed the hair out of her face to see her eyes partly open. "Blaine?" He whispered.
Slowly she turned her gaze to meet his. "Wh-What..I-I'm fine..." She slurred again.
Dax shook his head. "No, you're not." He murmured. He reached for a pillow and gently placed it under her head. "Maybe lying down would be better." He chuckled lightly.
Blaine nodded. "I already said it would be." She murmured, closing her eyes again.
With a sigh, Dax moved to sit on the couch beside her head. He turned on the television and switched to the news. He was curious; and his curiousity was just as he suspected. There were a few dozen police officers around the park that they had were just at, looking at three dead bodies. There was a quick mentioned about Kira, but before anything else could be mentioned, Dax quickly switched the channel. Blaine was still too out of it to really take in anything around her. She weakly reached up to grab Dax's hand before entwining her fingers in his and closing her eyes again.
"Th-Thank you, Dax..." She murmured tiredly.
Dax's eyes widened slightly at the touch of her hand in his. He turned to look down at their hands and then her face. Her hand was soft, but also cold. His hands were warm, and a tad bit sweaty. He let out a quiet breath and turned back to the television until he found a good channel. A while later, he could hear Blaine's deep breathing and he gently shook her awake. "Blaine, wake up." He murmured.
She didn't react to his voice, nor did she stir. He turned his head to look at the clock and found that it was half past eight. He stood up, letting go of her hand and slipped his hands under her, lifting her gently. "Now, where do you sleep?" He chuckled lightly. He began to move around the house, trying to figure out where her room was located. He remembered her running down the hall from the front door, so he went there; at the end of the hall, a door was opened into a dark blue bedroom. He laid her gently onto the bed and quietly covered her with the blankets. A minute later, Dax begun to look around the room.
He noticed a few pictures of Dax and Blaine together when they were children. He laughed gently, remembering how un-photogenic she was and how much force he had to use to get her to smile and look like she was having a good time. There were also pictures of her mother and her, also of her and her brother, but none of her father. There was one with her parents and her brother, she was only a baby in her mothers arms, but the face of the man was riped out. Dax sighed and returned to Blaine's side.
"So, they think Kira did it, huh?" Zane chuckled.
Dax nodded. "Thankfully."
"You don't feel the competition?" Zane asked.
Dax glanced at Blaine before leaving the room to the hallway, closing the door slightly. "What competition?" He hissed. "There is none!"
"Oh? But they think Kira did it. You don't get any glory."
"There is no glory in killing someone."
"Except that you protected your girlfriend."
"My friend."
"She's a girl, is she not?" Zane chuckled.
Dax sighed. "Whatever. Look, it will not happen again."
"You can't hide from me, Dax. I saw the look in your eye when you used the notebook. Sure, you were shocked and a bit terrified, but I saw the wonder in your eyes."
"I'm not happy about this." Dax stated angrily.
"I'm not saying you are, but I know that you're interested even more with what that notebook can do." Zane said.
Dax sighed. "So what if I am? I'm a monster now. If Blaine ever found out, she'd hate me."
"She doesn't need to know, does she?" Zane asked mysteriously.
Dax eyed the creature carefully before returning to the room. He found her sitting up, leaning against the wall. He gasped, but quickly recovered. "B-Blaine...do you feel better?" He asked.
She shrugged as she held her head with one hand, her other arm laying over her knees that were pulled to her chest. "Wh-Who were you talking to?" She murmured. She hadn't made out any words, but she could hear Dax talking.
"It's not important." Dax laughed and sat down beside her. "That was a short nap, did it help any?" He tried again.
She shrugged again. "It still hurts... and my head is still pounding... but I can sit up now." She murmured.
"Do you want any advil, or water?"
Blaine nodded. "I-If you don't mind..."
Dax shook his head and disappeared out of the room. He fetched the water perfectly fine, and took Blaine's directions to finding the advil. He returned five minutes later and hand her the contents. "Here you go."
Blaine gave him a weak smile as she took the glass and quickly downed the pills before setting the water on her nightstand. She sighed deeply before looking at Dax again. "I-If you want, you can go now..." She murmured, leaning her head back against the wall with her eyes looking up at the ceiling.
Dax shook his head. "Concussions can last a long time. I want to make sure your can take care of yourself, or at least until your brother returns."
Blaine frowned. "But now I'll be costing you money for a night you don't spend in the hotel.."
Dax shrugged. "Hotel room verses my best friend with a concussion; it's not a really hard choice."
Blaine laughed softly before wincing. "I-If you say so." She murmured, closing her eyes again.