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Hak leaned back on the cold white wall of the police station that he had been forced to wait in. He was irritated beyond belief. They couldn't just keep him here without a reason. He didn't like the place. It smelled of old concrete and must, which was a combination that made his nose cringe and body shiver. A couple of officers had escorted him into a waiting room, that was the size of a small kitchen, separating him and Yona. He assured her that everything would be fine before the officers yanked her away from him. His heart cringed as he watched her, teary eyed and confused, being taken to a separate part of the station. Getting more annoyed by the second he kept checking the graying clock on the wall. How long would they make him stay? It had already been two hours. He had seen plenty of them running around the station. None of them knew what they where doing. He just wanted to make sure that she all right. Knowing her, he was sure she was panicking.
After being forced into the van, the officer had driven him and Yona to the station without a single word to either of them. All he could do was try to comfort the red head and wait. The van had followed the car that held her father, making it all that more difficult for her. Tears silently slid down her face as she kept her gaze ahead. Hak had kept his guard up the entire time not knowing what would come next. The air in the van was tense, almost making it difficult to breath. Again all he could do was wait. When they arrived they stepped out of the van and where immediately shoved up the steps. When he looked back Hak saw principal Il walking, head held low, towards more officers waiting for him. It had looked like they had every officer waiting for his arrival.
Turning his head to the sound of the metal door opening he saw his father. Or what he considered his father. His parents had left when he was young and he was still foggy about the details. Actually he didn't really know anything except that they had abandoned him. Son Mundok was a close family friend that immediately took him in. No one argued either, knowing they would lose that argument.
"Finally," Hak let out a grunt, straitening up. "They haven't told me anything about what has been going on and they took Yona."
The older mans usually serious expression was even more solemn. Walking into the room he stood right in front of him. Being this close to him, with the current situation going on, shook Hak.
"We need to talk," he said, glancing over his shoulder at the man who had escorted him to the waiting room. It was a good thing the man wasn't paying attention for that second. An unspoken word had passed between the two men. Hak discreetly nodded his head
"I'm here to take you home. But first you're going to be questioned."
"Why are you telling me this?" Hak asked raising a eyebrow.
"I wouldn't let them ask you anything until I got here," the white haired man stated.
The officer cleared his throat. "Yea, and it was a pain in the ass to wait for you. Now we're taking him to the detective, he's been waiting and he's not a patient man. You've had your talk. If you can even call it that." The cop waved his hand to usher them out. "What a waste of time," he spat under his breath.
"Detective? Will you just tell me what's going on?"
"Patience Hak," Son Mundok told him.
Hak decided that it wasn't worth wasting his breath to question the officer. Instead he just followed him down the hallway. Passing desks that where littered with papers and files, he finally got to see what was fully going on. It looked like total chaos, men and women where running around the station shouting at one another and going every which way. Something big must have happened.
Finally reaching their destination Hak was put in another small room. This was one was even smaller and had a two way mirror thattook up an entire wall. Across from him was a man in his early thirties. His long brown hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail. The hair that wasn't tamed fell in front of his face framing his golden eyes and stubble chin.
"Hello," the man stood up extending his hand to Hak. "I'm detective Lee Geun."
"Hak" he said clasping the mans hand.
"It's unfortunate we have to meet like this, but that's just the way it goes. Do you know what's going on?" he said sitting down.
Hak took a seat himself. Furrowing his eyebrows he just looked at the detective dumbstruck. "I've been locked away for two hours with no one telling me why. Obviously I have no clue."
"Right. Well the reason you are here is because you are acquainted with the victims son. Earlier today there was a attempted assassination of Yu-Hans."
With the name of Soo-wons father Hak froze for a second.
"The Mayor? But what does that have to do with Yona's father?" he asked.
"Well it turns out there was embezzlement within the capital." Lee Deun said leaning back in his chair.
"Ok. That still doesn't tell me why I'm here."
"Earlier today Soo-won was talking with Principal Il and it seemed to have gotten heated, according to eye witnesses. Words where thrown and it seemed like Il had gotten physical."
"That doesn't sound right." Hak interrupted. "Il is a docile man and hates conflict. I've seen him angry only a couple of times, if that even."
"So you don't think he would be capable of trying to kill someone?"
"That's not even an option," he said shaking his head in disbelief. "I know for a fact that he couldn't."
"Hmmm," the detective mused flipping throw some papers. "Well do you know anything about his wife then? How she died?"
Hak's blood ran cold as the detectives blazing eyes watched him. His own cobalt eyes slightly squinted in anger.
"Why would you even bring that up?" he spat venom at the detective.
"Soo-won had something very different to say about that. He said he never truly believed that it was just a random murder. He even hinted that it was her own husband. Do you have anything to say about it?"
Haks blood grew hot as anger bubbled up to his throat. "No I have nothing to say. I don't believe you. He wouldn't say something like that. Why are we digging up old wounds?" his voice began to rise. "What are you trying to get out of this."
"One of the suspects was Yu-hans. But it seems that he was proven innocent. It looks like all this happened when you where younger." he stated throwing the file on the table.
"Maybe you got the facts mixed up?"
Hak aggressively stood up from his chair, making the metal grind against the concrete ground.
"I'm done with this."
"You can't just leave. This is an official investigation," the officer who had been standing in the corner yelled.
"Just watch me,' he growled walking out of the to tight room.
"Let him go," was all he heard as he walked out of the office. Thoughts where swirling around in his head. Why was this being brought up again. If this was an embezzlement case then they shouldn't be prying into old cases. The case was closed end of story. He had been young at the time but he remembered the sight of Yonas mother drenched in blood, her contorted face stuck in a scream.
"Yona," he breathed quickening his pace. He had to find her if they where talking to him about it they where sure as hell going to ask her. She was young when it happened and she didn't fully understand. He wasn't going to let them break her even more. The fluorescent lights buzzed above his head as he ran. All he had to do was reach the detectives office and he was sure he would find her. As he reached the detective branch he saw the familiar red hair he had always loved. He had to stop when he saw her sobbing into Soo-wons chest. An urge to protect her washed over him. But why? He trusted Soo-won. Or at least he thought he did. Lee Geun's words echoed in his head melting his mind with the information. Maybe he shouldn't trust him. After all it was his father that almost died and Yona's that was taken away. He didn't know what to think. Anger turned to confusion which turned back to anger. He gritted his teeth as he watched the two of them. He had to protect Yona and if that meant that there was a possibility that Soo-won betrayed them then he had to do something about it.
He cautiously walked up to the two of them.
"Hak," Soo-won whispered. "I'm glad you're hear. Did they question you too?"
"Yea," he said looking down at the girl.
"Are you okay?" he asked her as she pulled away from Soo-won. "What did they tell you?"
"They said something about murder and my father and I just couldn't take it." she sniffled, wiping her tears away.
"I ran. Luckily Soo-won was just outside. I didn't know what to do."
"I see," he sighed. He could feel his anger wanting to come out. He was sure Soo-won felt it too. He was extremely antsy. He had started to squirm the moment he let go of Yona. Hak could feel the black aura radiating off of himself.
"We should leave," Soo-won said putting his hand on her shoulder.
"But my father," she whimpered.
"There's nothing we can do about that now. But we can get you home," Hak offered her.
She nodded her head.
"I'll take her home," Hak told Soo-won. "You should go see your father."
"It's fine I'll-"
"No."
"Hak?" Yona asked purple eyes shinnying with fresh tears.
"Lets go." He walked forward for a moment then turned to her. He didn't extend his hand or wave at her. This was her decision to make. She walked over to Soo-won and hugged him. Pain shot through Hak's body. He should've known. He turned and started to walk away. As he walked toward the exit he kept thinking of everything that had happened. Il being thrown in jail, the detective and Soo-won's possible betrayal. Breathing heavily and deeply he was about the push the door open when he heard someone running toward him.
"You can't leave without me Hak." He turned around and looked down and her. Her fiery hair was a mess, especially around her face where it was plastered on from the tears. She was still in her uniform., which had been wrinkled from all of the moving and crying she had done. Her face was flushed a cherry red and her eyes where puffy. Without thinking he grabbed for her and pulled her in to his chest. She let out a surprise squeak.
"I'm so sorry," was all he could sputter.
Pushing him away gently she looked up at him slightly smiling.
"Come on," she pulled him with her. "Will you stay with me tonight?" she asked.
"Of course Princess," he tried joking.
"Not the time," she sighed irritated. He saw her smile though. He had no idea how she could do that at a time like this, but it made him happy.
"Also," she said turning around, "Thank you."