Something like Suicide

Interval Eight

Rebirth

Perhaps he didn't realize how long ago it truly was. I asked them, we asked them, individually of course, each of them. Out of all of them he was the hardest to understand at first. He had it all, he had the best. But he left it. Thinking back to the time he confided in me, I thought it was strange. Did he see something in me? Or did he wish to toy with me before everything crumbled?

Ren held his hand up to his eyes to shield them from the blinding summer sun. His strawberry blonde hair wafted a little as the fake breeze brushed across his tanned skin.

People rushed this way and that. Some fiddling with leather covered cameras, trying to figure out how the new style of the device could possibly be better than their few year old Polaroids. Some mumbled nonsense about the new technology they called "Pentax", which only annoyed the strawberry blonde more. He didn't care what kind of camera they used, he had better things to do.

"Ren." That smile, that voice. Powerful and firm. A voice that he hated and yet, at the sametime, couldn't bare to live without.

"Seiichirou." Ren frowned, daring a small balance into his brother's stormy blue eyes that were shielded only by the rectangular frames that sat on his long nose.

"Wipe the frown off your face." Seiichirou crossed his arms over his chest as he stopped next to his brother. "The wrinkle from your brow makes you unattractive. This is not how you can help us."

Ren looked away from his brother. "Maybe I'm tired of helping."

"You love being our idol. Keep up the good work, for as long as you can."

Ren tried not to frown at the compliment that his brother had given him. Not that it really was a praise. Seiichirou Jinguji knew all to well that Ren hated being a pawn for his brother's company. The tense air that hung between them after he had brought up being an idol took days to dissipate. And that last part...

"Right." Ren retorted sarcastically. "Who wouldn't?"

Growing tired of his brother's weary antics, Ren decided leaving to walk around the town's park would be better than staying at the job sight.

He sighed at the sight of the western clothed girls giggling as he passed them. Although the small town of Aikawa was still working more towards industrializing, his brother decided that this place would be perfect for their photoshoot.

With a slow stride, Ren made his way to the park. Well it was less of a park and more of wilderness taking over. Being late fall, the leaves began to fall from the trees in shade of oranges, yellowes, and reds. This path, 'The Park', would have been a better place for the shoot than that fake scenic place Hai brother had set up.

"Haru-chan." A voice called out.

Ren's blue eyes wondered over to the voice, as he saw them.

A tall blonde with thin rimmed glasses perched on his nose reminding him or his brother almost. His curly air spilling out wildly. His bright green eyes looked down at the smaller one with great worry. She... she had slipped to the ground, her voice echoing out in a bell-like laugh. Her eyes shut to him, but he knew that had to be beautiful as the rest of her was. Her pale blue dress looked of western fashion and her small blue heels slipped off her pale feet. Her lovely red hair partially tucked behind her ear.

"Haru-chan, be careful!" The worried blonde extended his hand to help her up. "Although it's very shady here, I still worry."

"Oh hush!" She puffed out her cheeks as she accepted his help. "I come here every year in the fall. I'm just glad you could come with me this time Natsuki." She smiled up at him.

Ren watched them. His gaze fixed on her golden eyes. He watched them and wished, more than anything, he could have their freedom. He didn't know their freedom had a price. Then again, doesn't all? This is where he paused in the story. As my eyes met his I realized how he became what he was couldn't be happy. Perhaps, now that I've had more time to think about it, it really hurt him to tell me this.

Ren showed the two to a near by bench before parting ways. He shook his head as he could have swore that he heard Haruka say that they would met again. But as he turned back she was smiling at her friend as he lectured her.

"I must be hearing things." He muttered to himself. He couldn't have seen both the blonde and red head's glares focusing on him, as if they watched a great friend walk away. Nor could he hear Haruka whisper to Natsuki.

"Ren where have you been?" His brother shouted at him upon his return to the site.

"Here, there." He answered rolling his eyes. He winked as on of the female photographers passed him just to hear his brother's theet grind.

"Until we head back to Tokyo, I personally, will escort you everywhere you need to go."

"What?!" Ren's brow furrowed as he looked into his brother's deep blue eyes.

"I don't have time for your foolishness. If not letting you out of my sight until we arrive back home prevents that, then that is what shall happen." Seiichirou tapped his foot impatiently. With is teeth grinding he pointed to the black car. "Go wait for me while I clean up your mess."

"I hate you." Ren hissed as he stormed away. "If I never had to deal with you again I would be thrilled."

His blue eyes drifted over the hood of the black Corvette to a the certain strange couple. Daring a glance back, he noticed his brother not paying attention. He waved to them with a small smile. The cheery blonde male waved back. But the redhead had a more solemn look to her face.

"Prove your worth and stand by my side."

Ren shook his head and blink. Both of the strange people were gone. But her bell-like voice echoed in his head. Prove his worth? How could he do that?

But as he ducked his had inside the car, his blue eyes couldn't help bit flicker to the man he hated.

Ren's slippered feet his the floor softly as he slipped out of his room. He pressed a hand to the door as he opened it hoping it wouldn't creak and wake Seiichirou as he tried to sneak away. The hotel his brother picked had forces them to share a room, much to Ren's dismay.

He didn't bother to shut the door in fear of the noise it could cause. His feet carried him to the sliding door where the balcony lay just beyond.

Ren opened it unsure, the feeling of surrealness hit him as he met the golden eyes of a pale skinned girl. The blonde wasn't with her, or at least not that Ren could see. All he could see was her, leaning with her legs crossed in front of her against the railing, as if she were waiting for him.

"Is this a dream?" He mumbled. "It could be I often stream of adorable little lambs."

She smiled tilting her head. "If you want it to be a dream, I shall turn it to a never ending one."

He almost laughed at her. She so delicate under the bright moonlight. Ren didn't know that the moon could shine so bright when it wasn't full. It bounced off her pale skin making her shine.

"Do you want freedom, Ren Jinguji?" She asked the wind forcing her short red hair to whip forward as if to engulf her face in flames. "I can give you that."

"How?"

"Prove yourself worthy of my gift."

Ren glared at her. "Who are you?"

"Not who but what."

Ren struggled to take a breath of air. Maybe he shouldn't. But it was is chance. "Does it matter? I want to be free."

Haruka smiled at him, her white teeth shining almost as much as she. The enlonged canines poking out. "Be a good boy. Prove your worth and stand by me... forever."

010

Wednesday

"Ren." Haruka called as she looked at the window. The sky a darkening blue. "We start tonight."

His blue eyes fixated themselves on her. "Tonight?"

"Do not tell the others just yet." She turned slowly to him. "I will tell them after I find our newest member."

"You mean..."

"Maybe."

Ren smiled. "I know you'll like him. He's just like the rest of us. The world has screwed him over."

She smirked at him. "You know I do like the ones closest to death, just so I can take that joy away from them."

"Yes." Ren rubbed his neck. "Yes I know."

I try hinting at the time I've made Ren come from, but just in case.. the type of Pentax I am talking about came out in 1975 while the Polaroid I mention was 1972. Just for those who really wanted to know the year. Though the rest of the story, unless hinted otherwise, would be around 2010...

Know why this chapter took so long. Take a wild guess, it's not that hard to figure out.