Fake Fan Fiction / Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Cherry Bomb ❯ Fated Expectations ( Chapter 9 )

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Cherry Bomb 9

Ryo sighed a placed a hand to his brow in an attempt to manually smooth the tension. He was not looking forward to this, the moment he had stepped into the principal's office, the room had quieted, the whispers had started, and one assistant had even turned up her nose at him. Okay, so Bikky was not his natural son, he had a right to a family, just like any other kid, it did not matter if he were adopted or not. "Hello there young man," Ryo looked up and forced a smile at an older distinguished looking gentleman. He noted Dee standing off looking pissed, next to Leon who looked the same.

"What seems to be the problem, Mr…?" Ryo hedged not sure of the man's name.

"Tobey, Mr. Tobey." The Principal shook Ryo's hand. "We seem to have a problem, you see, your uh…your son?" Mr. Tobey asked indicating Bikky who stood holding a towel to his bloody lip and scowled at another young boy who looked as if T-Chan had gotten to him. Chris sobbed silently next to Bikky. Ryo nodded and accepted the Principal's calling Bikky his son. "Your son," Mr. Tobey sighed, "Attacked another student, young Mr. Edmund Randolf, on behalf of your…" Mr. Tobey turned to Leon. "On behalf of your brother's tears. Neither student will confess as to what caused the altercation, so we thought it best to call you."

"Hey Squirt," Leon knelt down and stretched out his arms to Chris, Chris sniffled and hugged Leon. "Wanna tell me what happened?" Chris sniffled again and glared over his shoulder and shook his head. "Wanna tell D what happened?" Chris began to sob openly, -I want D! - Leon held him close and stood with Chris in his arms. "Okay, I'll call him." Leon pulled out his cell phone, Chris quieted while he dialed.

Break

D looked over at Andy and had to suppress a laugh, she had an ill look to her face as she stared at the assortment of salad that he had set out for lunch. He could tell her she was with child, but he figured it would be more fun for her to figure it out on her own. Although it couldn't hurt to inform …No, He thought, Nestoir would surely tell his wife why she was feeling ill at odd intervals, tired for no apparent reason. And tender in certain areas of her body. He could plainly hear the voice of the small child, it knew it would be well loved, it was not really speaking to D, it was singing to its mother, in a voice she could not hear.

"I don't understand it D, I thought I was sick, but Clarisande ran all sorts of tests, and she says I'm not." Andy complained and sipped the gentian tea he gave her; D had supplied it with generous amounts of honey and a small dollop of lavender. She sipped again. "This is really good, I feel better already, thank you so much. Nes" She continued her complaint, "seems to think nothing is wrong and he got upset when I turned him away last night."

D did smile then. "He was not upset with you Highness, he was worried, he called me this morning to see if I could shed some light on your illness…I told him not to worry, it will pass…Drink your tea, my lady."

Andy sipped again and frowned. "You know something, don't you?" D was saved from answering by his telephone ringing.

"Count D's pet shop," He said into the receiver. "Leon, hello, what…of course, I'll be right there." D hung up the phone and looked oddly at Andy. He had his own car and driver, but he needed speed now. "Andy, you drove here yourself today correct?" Andy nodded grateful the tea had caused her nausea to cease. D handed her a slip of paper, "how fast can you get me here?"

Andy smiled the old mischievous sparkle back in her deep brown eyes. "Normal travel time would say about twenty minutes; I can get you there in five to ten."

"That is frightening, but could you please?" D said succinctly as he closed the shop, a wave of dizziness hit him and placed a delicate hand to his forehead. He blinked a few times to clear his vision before he placed a piece of chocolate in his mouth and followed Andy outside.

Andy pulled up at the school in seven minutes D released the tight grip he had of the dash board and blinked relieved that he was still alive. "You should be more careful, if not for yourself then for that which you can not yet see." D said. Andy frowned at his cryptic remark before she followed him inside. They entered the principal's office and Chris immediately ran and threw his small arms around D's waist.

-I don't care what anyone says D; I want to learn Kung-fu like you, and I love you. - Chris bawled. D turned questioning eyes to Leon who shrugged and rounded on Bikky, "Fess up Kid, your Mommy looks ready to kill you," Leon said. Ryo glowered at Leon then turned to Bikky.

Bikky sighed and pointed to young Edmund Randolf. "This jerk made Chris cry because he said he wanted to be a ninja for Halloween and do Kung-Fu like Count D. He laughed at him."

"So you beat him up?" Ryo asked, at the disappointment in Ryo's voice Bikky hung his head refusing to say more. Chris little fist clenched tightly bunching the fine deep blue silk of D's robe. -Tell me what happened Chris- D said inside of Chris' head.

Chris sniffled, - he said that you only knew sissy kung-fu cause you were a faggot just like my brother and that his cousin said Leon was a faggot too and a shame to the detectives. - D looked up at Edmund and he was chilled to the core by the coldness of D's stare. "I am removing Chris from your care until you can teach your students to have better manners." D said coldly to the principal. He took Chris' hand and turned to leave the office. The pain he felt would never be added to fuel the fire of ignorant hatred. Andy hastily wiped a tear from her face and followed. Ryo, Leon, Bikky and Dee stared in amazement at the sudden change in D. Leon had been unable to hear what ever Chris had said, he had a feeling that D had purposefully blocked him.

"Ba... D what's going on?" Leon asked as he and the principal caught up with him. Two beleaguered looking people were rushing towards the office. The Principal paused to catch his breath.

"Mr. and Mrs. Randolf, how nice to see you," D halted and turned to the parents of the mouthy little boy in the office.

"Is this the child that attacked my son," Mr. Randolf demanded as he looked pass Chris and glared at Bikky. Ryo placed himself in front of Bikky and flashed his badge. "Oh good, your arresting the little punk, I will be pleased to come down to the station to press charges."

"I'm Detective Randy McLean, I'm taking him home." Ryo ground out. "I see no reason to press charges for every school yard squabble, if we did, not only would we waste tax payers money, but we would have a overflowing of children in the prisons. Yours included, excuse us." Ryo turned to leave and Mr. Randolf grabbed his shoulder.

"My son did nothing wrong, that mulatto brat…" He got no further as Dee's fist reached around Ryo and sent Mr. Randolf sprawling.

"Detective Dee Laytner here, can't really allow you to insult our son now can we, press charges if you like, and we'll explain to the judge how nice and prejudiced you were to a child."

"Your son?" Mr. Randolf said and turned his nose up at Ryo and Dee. "Looks like they are letting anyone adopt now a days," he stood to his feet and rubbed his sore jaw. Dee had not really tried to hurt him, just shut him up.

"John!" Mrs. Randolf said, "I am sorry detectives, my husband has been under a lot of stress lately. His nephew took a pay cut and lost his apartment and has been staying with us…he is a detective as well you may know him, Charles Randolf. I'm afraid my son idolizes him and has been copying his behaviors. I apologize if he provoked your son." D smiled at the gentle lady and felt a modicum of calmness.

"Your graciousness does you credit Mrs. Randolf, may your children emulate you one day." D said, Mrs. Randolf was amazed to find that the beauty she had assumed was Leon's wife, turned out to a man. D took Chris by the hand and left the school. "Andy please drive safely this time, for the children's sake."

"I thought Bikky would be riding with Ryo and Dee," Andy said a puzzled frown on her face. D smiled knowingly at her. D would have said more but his dizziness of earlier returned. He placed a hand on Leon's shoulder to steady himself. Leon rummaged through Chris' uneaten lunch bag and handed D the brownie inside. D gratefully un-wrapped it and sat in the car. He fanned himself and his cheeks flushed as his vision blurred. He blinked and stared out of the car, for a moment, he thought he had seen a figure in a black cape watching them.

"Have you been eating? You seem thinner," Leon remarked as he placed a hand on D's forehead testing his temperature. His skin was cool and Leon frowned, he gasped and held on to his seat as Andy pulled away from the curb.

Break

Lord D pulled his hood back and watched as the group left the school. He frowned. Perhaps he should visit the shop, and get to know his son. Before it was indeed too late. He felt the old familiar pain in his chest as he thought of the centuries he had lost. The things he should have taught him, things he had missed watching him learn. He sighed and replaced his hood and vanished down the street.

Break

Ethan sighed; he had been waiting around for ten minutes already. The shop could not be closed for the day, he thought as he paced back and forth in front of the door. It looked so nice, no wonder camper Chris…Ethan paused, they were no longer on camp grounds, he could openly ask D out. He was puzzled by his reaction to Count D. He had never before been attracted to men, but he was willing to try something new in order to be with the beautiful Asian man.

He looked up as a bright teal car pulled up to the curb. D almost ran to the shop. He walked right past Ethan. D paused and turned to stare at Ethan. "Are you here for a pet?" He asked and tried to take calming breaths. Why was his father making him ill? D wondered sure he had seen him, and sure he had felt ill upon seeing him. Or was Andy's condition affecting her empathy, was she projecting her illness onto him? D shook his head as Ryo pulled up behind Andy's little Saturn. "Please come back tomorrow I am afraid the shop is closed for the day." Ethan noted the way Leon's hand hovered near D's lower back as they entered the pet shop. He sighed; perhaps it was not fate after all.