The following morning, Blaine slowly sat up in bed, gripping her head. She winced as she climbed from the bed and to her mirror. She removed the gauze and inspected the wound. She sighed deeply and moved to the bathroom, taking a quick shower to rinse out the blood before heading towards the livingroom. She smiled softly when she noticed Dax sleeping soundly on the couch. She decided to make breakfast for the two. She breifly wondered how long he had stayed up - he had never been one to sleep in. She shrugged as she made a simple egg breakfast with sasuage and toast. She brought the two plates to the livingroom and set Dax's on the table as she moved his legs to sit down beside him.
"Dax, wake up." She murmured, shaking his leg slightly as she shoved an egg in her mouth.
Dax groaned lightly and rolled over onto his side, moving his arm to shield his face from the light. Blaine turned on the T.V before shaking Dax's leg again. "Food will get cold." She smirked, taking another bite of her food. Dax still didn't respond.
Blaine laughed lightly as she turned her attention to the television. Her face twisted in confusion as she read the caption at the bottom of the screen.
"Kira Strikes Again!" was what it said. As she listened to the reporters, she realized it was speaking of three males found dead. One in the park and the other two just outside it. Her eyes widened as she sat her plate gently on the table as she lightly shook Dax's leg again. "D-Dax... w-were those... the men who hurt me?" She asked nervously, her eyes locked on the screen.
Dax stirried slightly and turned to look at the television. His eyes were patly closed and he looked up at Blaine. "You're awake..." He murmured and rubbed his eyes.
She rolled her eyes. "And made you food. Now eat it and answer my question." She sighed. "Are those the men?" She asked again, pointing toward the screen.
Without answering, Dax swung his legs over the edge of the couch and reached for an egg, stuffing it in his mouth. His eyes looked over the three mens pictures showing through the screen as the reporter talked. They suspected that the three had been killed by Kira. They each had criminal records, and all three had a heart attack; the situation screamed Kira. But why it had happened in a Tokyo park, that was the question. Dax swallowed the food in his mouth and turned to look into Blaine's questioning eyes. He nodded slowly.
Blaine carefully ran her hand through her hair, avoiding her wound as she laid back against the couch. "That's why you're not dead or hurt." She murmured. "Why didn't you just tell me they dropped dead?" She murmured, looking over at him.
Dax gulped and scratched his cheek, laughing nervously. "I don't know..."
"He thought you were going to think Kira was him." Zane chuckled.
Dax bit his lip and diverted his eyes. "I-I thought that you might've thought I was Kira and hate me."
Zane chuckled. "You're just a plagarizer, aren't you?"
Blaine's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Of course not, Dax. I'd never think something so crazy."
Dax frowned and lowered his head. "I-I'm sorry, Blaine." He murmured under his breath.
Blaine shook her head again and reached her hand out to grab his cheek. She pulled his face over to look at her. "Don't worry about it, alright?" She smiled softly. "As I said, I'm just glad you're okay... alright, Dax?"
Dax tried to smile and lowered his head again. He reached for another egg and stuff it into his mouth. Zane chuckled mockingly from the side, eyeing Dax carefully and smirking at Blaine. "If only she knew."
Dax gritted his teeth and ignored Zane. Blaine sighed and frowned as she wrapped her arms around Dax. "Stop being so upset. Just forget about it. There's nothing that could connect either of us to this."
Dax turned his head from Blaine and sighed.
"Alright." He murmured after a a few seconds and turned to smile at Blaine. "I'm glad you don't think I'm Kira." He said. Zane chuckled again.
Blaine smiled softly. "I know it's impossbile. Kira was proved to live in the Kanto region, and you clearly lived in Canada."
Dax shrugged and scratched his head. "Yeah, I guess so." He chuckled.
Zane chuckled. "You're lucky this time, Daxter."
Suddenly, the realization that Blaine had his arms around him caused Dax to blush lightly and look away. "Thank you for the breakfast." He murmured.
Blaine smiled and finally pulled her arms back. "I hope it was... good enough. I'm sure it sucked compared to what you usually would eat." She said, letting out a nervous laugh.
Dax shook his head and turned to Blaine. "No, it was very good." He smiled.
Blaine blushed faintly and avoided his gaze. "I-I'm glad then."
Dax chuckled lightly and turned back to eating the rest of the food Blaine had cooked. An hour after Blaine and Dax had finished their breakfast, Dax left back for his hotel room. While Dax was gone, Blaine decided to take some advil to help with the pouding still going through her head. She finally flopped on the couch and found herself drifting off into sleep as she waited for Dax to come back.
Dax quickly showered and returned to the desk in the hotel room. He glanced at the papers he was to read and tossed it aside when he pulled the notebook form the bag. He looked it over and opened it up to look at the names. The writing was messy do to the pressure during the circumstance, but you could still read the names. The fact the Blaine thought that it was Kira who had killed the three, relieved him slightly; but the fact that he had lied to her, though he promised never to hurt her, made him feel guilty. He sighed as he flipped the television on. He hadn't wanted to have to pay for the television, but he wanted to watch the news. This was what Kira had done, didn't he? He watched the news for criminals and wrote their names down.
A reporter was talking about the current weather in Tokyo, and how it was ideal weather to go for a swim. He continued to watch, waiting for something to come up of more excitement. It was half an hour later when a news reporter was cut off to bring attention to a bank robbery. It was showing some drunk guy standing in the middle of the room, holding his gun to the clerks head. The name was shown under a picture of the man on the bottom right side of the screen. Dax sighed and glanced at the notebook. Maybe Kira was watching; maybe Kira would be the one to kill him. Minutes past and the police were trying to advance, but the man was insisiting that they should stop. His finger stiffened on the gun's trigger and the woman was screaming. Dax gritted his teeth and quickly wrote the name down in the book. The woman bit the man's hand and the guy jerked back, pushing her to the ground and pointing the gun at her head. Her eyes widened, but before the man could pull the trigger, his body began to shake; a heart attack. He fell over and the police rushed over to him, kicking the gun away and placing the handcuffs around his wrists. Seconds later, they realized that he had had a heart attack.
Dax's eyes widened and he looked at Zane before shaking his head. "Maybe it was Kira after all..."
Zane chuckled and shook his head. "You just wrote his name down."
"Maybe Kira wrote it down a few seconds before me." Dax said and ran his hand through his hair.
Zane shook his head again. "You know it was you."
The notebook stared back at Dax, and Dax pushed the book away, pulling the school papers in front of him and beginning to read the rules to distract his mind. The entire day, he spent reading through the papers until nightfall came and he fell asleep at his desk.
It was late at night by the time Blaine woke up. When she realized Dax wasn't there, she reached for the phone and dialed his cell phone number. Dax jerked awake and quickly rummaged for his phone. It took him a while to find it in his bag, and he thought that he might've missed the call, but he picked up just on time.
"Hello?" He asked a bit tired-like.
"Dax, wh-where are you?" Blaine asked nervously.
"In my hotel room..." He murmured. "Why? Is everything alright?"
"W-Well yeah, it's just you said you'd come back..." She blushed faintly and sighed. Why was she being so paranoid about what Dax was doing? He'd probably be better off than she would.
"O-oh...I'm sorry about that, Blaine. I fell asleep reading school papers." He chuckled. He turned to look at the clock and found that it was now eight at night. "How's your head?"
"Better." She murmured. "Sorry to have bothered you..." She sighed.
Dax groaned. "No, it's alright. It's about time I woke up, I have no idea when I fell asleep. I still have a few things to do anyways."
Blaine nodded. "I just woke up myself..." She murmured. "W-Well, I guess I'll let you go if you're busy.."
"We can talk if you want." Dax stated and sat back down in the desk chair, drapping his arm over the back of the chair, lifting his feet to rest on the corner of the desk. "You sound a bit down."
Blaine shrugged and sighed. "N-not really... just... ah... no... I'm really fine..." She tried to pull off a laugh, but it just came out shaky.
"Blaine, please tell." Dax frowned. "Is something wrong?" He was starting to worry that her condition was getting worse.
Blaine sighed again and rolled onto her side, staring at the T.V screen she had left on when she drifted off. "It's nothing, Dax." She whispered, reaching for the remote to change the channel.
Dax sighed and pushed back onto the back chair legs. "Is Chris back?"
"No. He still appears to be out." Blaine said.
Dax grunted and there was a moment of silence. Blaine sighed again and sat up, running a hand through her hair before grunting in pain. "Ow..." She murmured. She had accidently hit her wound, and when she pulled her hand away, she noticed it was bloody. "Crap.." She murmured, getting up and looking down at the couch. There was a fairly large blood stain now and she quickly flipped the cushion before going to grab a towel - she hadn't realized it was bleeding again. Maybe that was why she felt dizzy again.
Dax raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright, Blaine?" He asked, sitting forward.
Blaine was shaking her head however she responded, "Yeah... I ah... the wound is bleeding is all..." She murmured, wincing. "Maybe I should go to a doctor..." She whispered to herself, breifly forgetting she was on the phone as she held the towel tighter to her head.
Dax shook his head. Sweater in hand, and phone to ear, he left the hotel room and began to head for Blaine's house. "I'm coming over." He stated.
Blaine's eyes widened. "Wh-What? Why? I said I was fine!" She stuttered, slumping against the wall for balance as she beagn to grow even more dizzy; she figured it was from the blood loss.
"I don't care, I'm coming over. Stay on the phone until I get there." He murmured and began to jog for his car in the hotel parking lot. He didn't particularily like cars but he had had decided to buy one anyways. He liked walking more, and had been thinking about selling it before he suddenly decided to move to Tokyo. It was a large city, so he decided to keep it just incase; and now was the time it came in handy.
Blaine groaned, somewhere between annoyance and pain as she slid down the wall. "B-But you said you were busy..." She murmured, starting to feel herself on the verge of fainting.
"It can wait." He stated as he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the keys, unlocking the door and jumping in. He started the ignition and pulled out of the parking space. "I'll be there in a minute or two."
Blaine gave up resisting. She nodded slowly. Her eyes fell shut as she mumbled something that made no sense before she fell foward from the wall, dropping the phone and falling unconsious again.
Picking up the speed, Dax drove through the streets until he reached her house a few minutes later. He pulled beside the house, turning the car off and jumping out. He slammed the door shut and ran for the door. When he opened the door and raced inside, he noticed her laying on the floor against the wall. There was a towel in her hand near her head that was nearly soaked with blood. He shook his head and moved to pick her up in his arms, quickly carrying her out to his car and putting her in the front seat. He raced off to the hospital and rushed her inside.