Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Test. ❯ test ( Chapter 1 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

"I love you."

Hideki saw Sai's grip on the gun tighten as he opened his mouth to speak again. But the words never came. There was a loud thud and the small boy jerked forwards, collapsing on the floor at Lee's feet. Lee looked up in disbelief.

"Not again," Lee hissed savagely He dropped to his knees next to the childs body and tried to haul him onto his back, but he was rigid, waterlogged.

Lee felt the cold, confused pressence of the man against his neck as he reached for the corpse again. He checked for a pulse, but when he found nothing he finally slumped in defeat. "He's dead."

But there was no answer. The gun fell from Sai's grip with a noisy crash as he collapsed against Lee's side, his face as white as the shroud that covered him.

"Hideki?" His voice quivvered, his black suit darkened with blood, the stentch stinging his nostrils. Lee knew the guilt would eat at him. He slumed against the office wall and pulled out his phone, watching the dark suited man as he picked up the boys limbs in his aching arms. He didn't ask how he had picked up the sullen weight, those tiny hands breathing drops of crimsn. The sound of blood scratchig at the floorboards.

"Your loosing a lot of blood," Sai cooed softly, a blank stare haunting him in reply. Like a boy he hushed the boy, his face turning to a picture of malevolence. Rocking the slacked body he pressed a shaky hand through the tangled mass of hair. Leaning closer, he came at his ear with a distressed rasp. "If you loved me, you wouldn't have died."

Lee chocked at Sai's words, hearing the line pick up and heavy breathing on the other side.

"Hideki's dead, Jose'," He strained, rubbing his temples, his voice breaking.

"Another? What did this boy do?!"

Lee laughed, an uncontrollable, sad laughter that threatened to take over him.

"Lee? Tell me! I'l be right there, get that body away from him!" Jose' demanded with deep concern, the sound of movment fortold in the background.

When he spoke his voice was coated in sorrow, a smile tempting at his lips as he shook his head in damned amazment. "He loved him."

Blakes bare feet hit the chilly flesh, and sent him sprawling onto the cold, wet sand. His mind spun, shock filling his body. What had he tripped over? It couldn't have been -

He scrammbled up and turned around, praying he'd been wrong about what he'd seen. But the small body still lay there. Face down. His flesh cold and blue.

CPR, Blake ordered himself. Move, go!

He dropped down next to the boy, a wave splashed onto the shore, it's undertow pulling him out of his grasp. Blake felt the setting sun hot upon his back as he used the next wave, using the trust of water to help roll him over. But it was too late for Blake to help him, too late for anyone. He was dead.

The fog was rolling in against the dark skies, the sun weeping above the horizion of the land. Cattle turned their gaze to the dreary grey clouds, their silence forwarning the lurching storm that churned withing the darkness. The wind picked up, grass swaying in mourn of the passing souls, clear footsteps grazing the earthen ground. leaves danced in play, the bare branches shivvering withing the raw frost; Ice tickling at the river side. A mother duck and her kin seeking warmth within the brush.

The cold, decaying harvest shuddered in deight as the rain hit them, the ground breathing in the moisture with gratitude. Birds flew amok in the sky searching for a warm place to shelter now their homes were bare. Young rabbits crawled back to their burrows, following stride of their leaping mothers.

The rain suddenly gathered speed. Sheet-lightning flashed across the sky, thunder growled and the rain came down in fat drops against the concrete. The rattling screech of children playing in the puddles echoed through the chilly air.

Lee had been in the confrence room for a good ten minutes, yet he was fed up of staring blankly out at the skies. Jose' should have been here ten minutes ago, and the feeling of the stricken blonde burning holes through his head was becoming traumatising in itself.

"Calm yourself Daisuke, your brother is hardly going to be arrested when he owns the bloody company," Lee muttered finally, looking up at those tear filled eyes, having stopped the boy pacing up and down the room only to look even more wildly at him.

"You think i'm worried about him?! I'm worried about Jose', he isn't safe with all that press! They'll eat him alive, not to mention he's esscorting Sai back to this office!" The blonde cursed frantically, slamming his bare hands on the table edge. He looked ready to pounce, which made Lee feel uncomfortable as he shook his head softly.

"You think Jose's not capable of that, we just have to trust the man," Lee said hoarsly, looking up at the door as it clicked open and the disheved couple walked in looking flustered. Jose' was hyperventalating, his onyx eyes darting around the room and catching the pair in a paniced frenzy.

Jose' darted across the room, ignoring the two and heading for the water cooler; pouring himself a drink and staring at the dark haired man who followed in after. Sai looked like nothing had occured in that last week, his placid stature taking a seat on the head of the table. He crossed his fingers within eachother and rested his head on his arms, closing his eyes and sighing.

Jose' scowled, this man had just put him through hell. Again! The press had given him a headache for the last two days, having discovered the body of the seventeen year old boy, which Jose' blamed Lee for not hiding correctly. The Riverside had been on the news for days, and though no one knew who the killer was, of course it was the police's fault for not preventing the crime. If they knew, oh for gods sake if they knew!

"Uhm," Daisuke muttered, breaking the silence He hesitated before speaking, the two really didn't look on speaking terms at the moment and Jose' didn't twitch at the voice. "Has there been any possible suspects for the crime pointed out yet?"

"Yeah, were going to frame Blake Waterside for the murder, he was the only one in office at the time," Jose' replied, his voice exhausted and trailed away; the idea of the poor man going to prision was too much to bear. Jose' laughed. He didn't mean to, but he couldn't stop himself. The horror of finding Hideki's body, the anger of having to describe it over and over again to morbidly curious peope all day, and now Blake going totally off the deep end. It was all too much. He felt a little hysterical.

"Sai?" Daisuki asked, unsure if the man had even noticed anyone else was there. The man didn't speak much recently, the guilt had made his words very limited. Yet his eyes glinted that he had heard his name and he opened his lips to speak, only to close them again and bury his mouth in his arms again. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," He answered. The word clawed it's way out of his damaged throat. He felt as if he'd swallowed a mouthful of sand.