Hey beautiful people, I'm putting this update up here ASAP because I'm gonna be busy the next few weeks, meaning I probably won't be able to update. So here you go! Sorry for the shortness and any mistakes. Anyway, read, review, and as always, enjoy.
"I know you don't believe him, and I know you don't believe me. But I swear to you, he didn't do this. He's innocent. Who would know better than me? I'm his brother." Hikaru said softly. He sat on a bench outside the police station. Detective Lee sat beside him, both of them feeling defeated.
"I understand that you think that, and I understand why." Lee sighed, leaning forward and resting his face in his hands. "But it happens all the time. Family members swear up and down that their brother, sister, mother, father, is innocent, but they wind up being wrong."
Hikaru glanced at Lee, his eyes hard. Then his face softened.
"I understand that, too. But Kaoru…He's more than a family member, I mean, we know each other better than we know ourselves. We're best friends. You don't know him like I know him."
Lee sighed deeply once again. "I know him."
"But you don't." Hikaru said with an astonished smile. "You don't know him! You know people you believe are like him, you have seen cases like this before, but you haven't seen one exactly like this. You don't understand what you're dealing with here!"
Lee sat back against the bench, intent on what Hikaru was saying.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean this whole thing looks like a mess, but it's not. This was set up. My brother was setup. And the people behind it have more power than you, more power than me. We're screwed." Hikaru said, looking at his hands.
"You really expect me to believe something like that?" Lee asked as he stood up and faced the teenager.
"No. But it's the truth." Hikaru replied with every ounce of sincerity he could manage, his amber eyes staring hard into Lee's without falter.
"I don't believe you." Lee said. "But humor me. If I did believe you, who would be behind all of this?"
"Have you heard the name Harding?"
Time seemed to slow down to a crawl. Kaoru stood, his eyes widening, as the bullet inched closer. His ears were ringing.
He flinched, and everything sped up in a rush of commotion. In a last ditch effort, Kaoru jumped to the right, trying to evade the bullet before it hit. He only moved a few inches before pain exploded in his shoulder.
He stumbled to the pavement and grabbed his arm. It burned, burned like fire.
Kaoru realized he was holding his breath and released it, which caused another eruption of sharp pain to explode.
"You idiot!"
Kaoru removed a reddened hand from his shoulder to look at the wound. He saw that the bullet hadn't gone straight through his shoulder, but had grazed it, leaving a crescent shaped hole. It was oozing blood, and Kaoru had to look away. He felt sick.
Somebody grabbed his shoulders and heaved him off the pavement. His vision was a little blurry, but he could see that the person holding him up was Fish.
"I told you not to move!" Fish yelled, shaking Kaoru. "Now look what's happened! Don't pass out or anything, we have to go. We have to go right now." Kaoru pulled away from Fish and fell onto his hands and knees. There it was again, the pain bursting through him. His arms shook as he tried to push himself back to his feet.
His shoulder throbbed harder than his head.
"Leave me alone." Kaoru croaked, sounding like a whiny preschooler. He managed to stumble back to his feet. Then he saw something strange lying on the ground a few feet away. Something that looked like a person.
"What?" Kaoru whispered. It was a person, lying on his back. He was wearing a red shirt. No, Kaoru realized, it was a shirt soaked in blood.
"What?" Yelled Kaoru. He stumbled to his feet and ran forward on wobbly legs.
"Get back here you dumbass! He just tried to kill you!" The words reached Kaoru's ears, but he didn't seem to comprehend. He knelt quickly beside the man, which sent another jolt of pain tracing through his body. He bit his lip to keep himself from crying out. A whimper escaped.
"Hey. Hey man, are you okay?" Kaoru whispered. His vision was unstable, shaky almost, and Kaoru was beginning to think he might pass out. Or throw up.
The man groaned and choked up some blood.
"Don't try to talk." Kaoru said, though he couldn't hear himself say it. His hearing had flown out the window, apparently.
The teenager tried what he could; he pushed his hands against the bloody chest of the man. The man grabbed Kaoru's trembling arm and choked up more scarlet blood.
"It's okay. You'll be okay." Kaoru said. The man let go of his arm and struggled, trying to move away from Kaoru.
"Just lie still." Kaoru said, trying to keep the man down. "Do you have a cell phone?" Kaoru needed to call an ambulance, and quickly.
Then Kaoru realized something, and he felt like he had been smacked in the face. He sucked in a sharp breath.
It was Dennis. The man lying on the pavement, bleeding to death, choking on his own blood, was Dennis. Kaoru turned his head sharply to look back at Fish, but he was gone.
Kaoru turned his attention back to Dennis. He looked around Dennis's body and saw a gun lying a few feet away.
He stared at the lethal piece of metal, dumbfounded.
It clicked. Dennis had planned to kill Kaoru. And he would have succeeded if Fish hadn't shot the man. Kaoru wondered how close Dennis had gotten. Had his gun been pointed at Kaoru's back? Had his finger been on the trigger?
No time to think about this Kaoru, you have to go you have to go. Fish did what you have to do, you have to get out of here.
Kaoru's adrenaline was pulsing, making him jumpy. It combined strangely with his foggy brain.
This man tried to kill me. But can I really just leave him?
Kaoru swallowed and stood with much effort. He started walking toward the alley entrance, pausing every so often to rest. His hearing was returning in bursts. He could hear sirens. He wondered if they had heard the gunshot. Maybe that was why Fish had split.
He made it to the road. He looked to the left and right, but saw no sign of Fish.
"Fish!" Kaoru yelled. He started down the road. Then he stopped.
He couldn't do it.
He jogged back to Dennis and grabbed the guy under the armpits. He jerked Dennis toward the road and cried out. His shoulder pounded with pain.
"You owe me for this asshole." Kaoru hissed as he pulled Dennis a little farther. Dennis moved his lips, but couldn't seem to form words.
"Just a little farther." Kaoru panted. He fell backward onto his butt to pull Dennis the last stretch, and the strain put on his arm made him yell out.
"Alright, we're at the road now. A police cruiser should come by in a minute or two and spot you. Stay here." Kaoru breathed. As if the guy was planning to go anywhere.
Then he set off. He tried to his hardest to sprint, but it was draining. He glanced at his shoulder as he made his way down the road, and realized it was still seeping blood.
Damn it. I have to stop the bleeding or I'll pass out.
Kaoru could feel himself getting weaker. It was now, or never, he had to stop and find a way to stop the blood flow.
He decided to stop in another alley. He slammed his back against a brick wall and slid down to the ground, exhausted. He grabbed his shoulder with a shaky hand and winced.
Shit. Shit. This is such a mess. What am I going to do?
Kaoru swallowed hard and sucked in a deep breath. His shoulder didn't hurt very much now. It felt numb. He was tired, very tired. And cold. He shivered. His eyelids were so heavy. A short nap couldn't hurt, right?
His eyelids slid closed and the sirens screaming in the night evaporated into blackness.
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