Ai No Kusabi Fan Fiction ❯ The Other Side ❯ The Enemy of My Enemy ( Chapter 3 )

Hi everyone! Sorry this update's a little late. College started up again for me this week and as if that wasn't enough I also got sick. I did manage to finish this chapter, so here it is. I hope you enjoy.

 

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Chapter 3

 

Raoul had always considered himself a calm rational person. Very little fazed him and he had yet to find any obstacle he could not overcome. So when he found out that Iason Mink was missing he immediately volunteered to track him down. Though Raoul took all his assignments seriously this particular one held more weight than any other. Iason was one of Raoul's only true friends, and among Blondies that was a valuable thing indeed. Raoul would not fail in finding him.

 

It was Iason's driver Katze that had first alerted Raoul to his friend's disappearance. The furniture remembered very little of what had happened. It seemed that Katze had blacked out right after the crash. He only remembered a large armored truck suddenly swiveling in front of them and than coming at them head on. The furniture was dazed but in good health. His condition would likely change, however if Iason was not found.

 

Raoul had learned that Iason's tracker had lost it's signal in the heart of Midas. He had managed to find a local there that reluctantly told him about a gang in the area that was rumored to be holding a Blondie captive. Raoul had immediately sent in a squad of men to take the gang out and retrieve Iason. He never imagined the morons would use explosives to smoke the Mongrels out.

 

“Stop you fools! There may be an Elite in there!” Roual ran forward pushing one of the imbeciles out of the way. If something had happened to Iason they would all pay with their lives. As it was Raoul was just concerned about finding his friend.

 

Mongrels surged out of the building their eyes wide with fear. The structure had caught on fire and Raoul could still hear explosions going off from deeper in the building. He left the Mongrels to his men and continued forward, oblivious to the fire. He was a Blondie after all, and his body could take the heat and the smoke.

 

At first Roual believed that the building was empty, but than he saw a Mongrel working his way through a heap of debris that had fallen in a hallway. The Mongrel didn't even notice him in his intent to get through the debris. He was covered in soot, and he let out few deep-throated coughs between shouted curses. “Damn it Riki, answer me! Are you there? I swear if you've let yourself die to save that stupid Blondie I'm going to kill you! Damn it Riki answer me!”

The Mongrel's words came out in scratchy gasps, clearly a result of smoke inhalation. Still he continued to scratch away at the debris, oblivious to the angry Blondie that was swiftly approaching him. In fact he didn't notice Raoul until the Blondie grabbed him by the shoulder and wrenched him around to face him.

 

“Get the fuck off me Sid. I'm not leaving him!” The Mongrel swung around, his eyes awash with rage and horrible loss. The emotions drained from his face as he finally got a look at Raoul. His mouth opened slightly and he let out a small gasp, his body becoming stiff and still.

 

Raoul grabbed onto both of the Mongrel's shoulders glaring down at him, he could care less about the Mongrel, he was only interested in finding Iason. “Ah fuck!” The Mongrels eyes are wide, and he tried to squirm out of Raoul's grasp only to have the Blondie painfully tighten his grip.

 

“You said something about a Blondie. Where is he? What have you done with him?” Raoul said barely able to contain his anger. He could tell that his grip on the Mongrel was hurting his shoulders, but he figured any creature that had held Iason captive deserved it.

 

The Mongrel winced fighting to keep the pain out of his features. He seemed to have regained a bit of nerve. “I haven't done shit to him. It's you guys that got him in this situation.”

 

Raoul growled slamming the Mongrel against the wall and towering over him. “I don't have time for your ranting, where is he?” The Mongrel shrank back under the Blondie's dominating posture, but that stubborn fire remained in his eyes. He nodded towards the wall of debris behind him. “Last I saw him he was on the other side of that. Don't know if he's still alive though.”

 

Raoul wasted no more time with the Mongrel. He pushed him aside and pulled out his weapon firing on the wall. The Mongrel's eyes widened and he ran forward, grabbing onto Raoul's wrist in an attempt to stop him. “You idiot! Do you want to bring this place down on us!”

 

Raoul ignored the Mongrel and kept his eyes on the spot he had fired. As the dust cleared he was thankful to see a good size hole in the ruble. Now he took a moment to glare at the Mongrel who was still latched onto his arm. “You will unhand me,” he said with poison in his tone. The Mongrel didn't seem to hear him, his attention now on the open hole. He darted forward, leaving Raoul behind. He went into the room at the end of the hall as Raoul made his way through the small hole. “Ah fuck!” Raoul made it to the room just in time to see the Mongrel darting right back out after not seeming to find anything.

 

“Riki!” He called again, his eyes wide with panic as his gaze darted from side to side. There were only two other rooms that were still intact. The Mongrel darted into one of them only to turn around with a curse and head for the other. When he didn't emerge right away Raoul moved to follow him. He found the Mongrel on his knees doubled over on the floor. There were drips of blood on the floor leading towards a large broken window. Wind whipped into the room through the window, causing the Mongrel's long acorn colored hair to wave softly behind him. His head hung down, his frame trembling slightly.

 

“Riki.” He breathed in a whisper of gut wrenching loss. “Where are you, what the hell did that Blondie do to you?”

 

“Riki?” Raoul asked coming up behind the Mongrel. “Who is this Riki?”

 

Guy turned to look up at Raoul his eyes heavy with grief. “He's the one who saved your precious Blondie.”

 

Anger ate away at Raoul's curiosity. “Saved him? How, by attacking and abducting him?”

 

Guy bared his teeth as he stood up. He still came nowhere near Raoul's height, so any attempt at looking intimidating was completely lost on the Blondie. “We aren't the ones that hurt him you moron! Riki found him like that, bleeding to death by the hands of his own people. We were gonna take him to a hospital before you came and fucked everything up.”

 

Guy looked down, coughing as smoke continued to infect his lungs. He seemed to be wavering now that the adrenaline was leaving his system. When he spoke again his voice was much quieter. “I told him he should just leave the fucking Blondie there but he wouldn't listen to me. I told him that he'd bring you damn Blondies down on top of us and here you are. This is your fault! You took everything from us! If it wasn't for you, Riki would still be okay, and everyone else would still be alive.”

 

Guy turned and walked towards the broken window, a wild look in his eyes. Raoul frowned as he watched the Mongrel head for the window. This was not what he had expected. The Mongrel certainly wasn't showing any sign of lying, and considering Raoul was in the business of reading people he should be able to tell. That meant that either the Mongrel was mistaken, or they really had saved Iason from other Blondies. If the latter was true than this ran far deeper than Raoul had ever guessed.

 

Raoul's quirked an eyebrow when the Mongrel suddenly collapsed right in front of him. “The smoke must have finally gotten to him.” Raoul concluded with a sigh. He walked up to the creature scooping him up with little difficulty. As a scientist of the mind Raoul could generally tell when someone was lying to him. That was why what the Mongrel had said concerned him. He hadn't detected any sign of deception.

 

At the moment it seemed that this little longhaired Mongrel was his only key to finding Iason, and so Raoul intended to use every devise at his disposal to get all of the information that he possibly could from the creature. He would know for certain if the Mongrel spoke the truth, even if he had to use the devises in his lab to pry the information straight out of the creature's brain.

 

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Riki awoke to one of the worst headaches he had ever experienced. For a moment he lingered at the edge of consciousness, not wanting to leave the abyss of sleep. Something nagged at him, something important. Why was his head hurting so much, and why was his front so cold, and his backside so warm? Riki peeked his eyes open, looking around. It was dark, and that suited him just fine since he was sure that any bright light would have been a bitch just than. He was tucked away off of a main drag that ran near Bison's base, hidden from sight by a lowly unlit alleyway. Riki recognized the area vaguely, though he couldn't fathom how he got there.

 

“Finally awake I see, good now I can stop wasting my time on you and come up with a course of action.”

 

The voice brought Riki to full alertness and sent off every warning bell he possessed. He spun around to find the fucking Blondie right behind him, and as if that wasn't bad enough he was in his lap. In his fucking lap! Riki lurched forward trying to get away from the unwanted position only to have the Blondie hold him back in a steel tight grip.

 

“You will not be going anywhere. As much as I despise relying of a creature of an inferior race I do not know where we are, and I will not unwittingly submerge myself even deeper in this hell hole by going in the wrong direction.”

 

“Inferior race! You asshole I saved your life!” Riki yelled.

 

“And I saved yours, so we are even and your argument is invalid.” Iason said as he glanced down the alleyway hoping that no one had heard Riki's cry. He would be hard put of ward off an attack in this condition. “We need to find somewhere more secure until I have recovered enough to leave this place. Do you know of such a place?”

 

“What am I your fucking map?”

 

Iason raised an eyebrow, “at this time, yes, that's exactly what you are.”

 

“Fuck you. Let me go you asshole. You want a place to stay fine, I know one where you won't be bothered.” Riki let out a breath he didn't know he was holding as he felt the Blondie release him. He stood up quickly, his head spinning, and fell right back into the fucking Blondie's lap. This time instead of being nested in his lap he landing sprawled out on top of him with his head handing over one knee and his ass tucked in between his legs. Iason was looking down at him with a smile full of amusement and a sort of condescending air that left Riki reeling inside as well as outside.

 

“Apparently you are still recovering from when that beam that hit you over the head. This is understandable for a Mongrel, seeing how slow you creatures heal. I suppose I will carry you since you can't even stand. Just tell me where the closest hotel is and I will take care of the rest.” The Blondie spoke to him as if he was doing him some huge favor.

 

Riki snorted pinning a seething glare on the Blondie. “You know what? I'm sick and tired of your bullshit. There's a hotel, if it can be called that, up the street two blocks and around the corner. You can take your big fat ass there on your own. I'm fine right here thanks. The ally rats'll make better company than you.”

 

Iason didn't reply, choosing instead to gather Riki up and rise effortlessly to his feet. “I will still need you to navigate after we are recovered. You will remain with me for now.”

 

Riki had started struggling the moment Iason had tightened his grip on him. He was shocked that the Blondie was this strong already. He had healed so much after such a short time. Riki was royally screwed. He should have left Iason to die that first evening. If he had just left well enough alone his friends may have still been alright and his life won't have gone to hell. Now a monster had been unleashed on Midas, and there was nobody to blame but himself.

 

Well that's it for now. Please review, it really help inspire me to write more. Bye for now!