Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Enigma ❯ T.N.T. for the brain ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Hello everyone, here is the second chapter of Enigma. As some of you may know Enigma is a new age music group. It as while listening to their music I got the idea for this fic. So please do not hesitate to leave me constructive criticism. I look forward to hearing what you all think.

 

Enigma 2

 

T.N.T. for the Brain

 

Leon stared at Count D with a mixture of emotions that he dared not analyze. One was anger, now that was something that he could deal with, in abundance. Oh he was well and truly pissed with the count this time. He probably set this entire thing up as a hoax, like the thing with the butterfly. Hadn't it seemed like this place was a restaurant? Yeah, Leon thought, he was not going insane…D was playing with him again; he ought to land the little creep one, Leon thought. He imagined his hand print on D's face and frowned. D smiled at Leon and he realized that he had been staring for the better part of ten minutes.

"What the hell is going on?" Leon demanded.

"Detective…your language," D said and inclined his head to the small baby lying peacefully asleep in his little bassinet.

"One: he's asleep, two: he doesn't understand, Three: he wouldn't remember even if one and two weren't true, now answer the question or so help me I'll arrest you baby or no baby." Leon glared at Count D. Count D took a delicate sip of his tea and set his cup and saucer on the table preparing to make another cup. Leon was incredulous; the little bastard was ignoring him.

"There is nothing untoward going on detective. I left with my grandfather, and now I have returned." Count D said and proceeded to drink his fresh cup of tea. "Your tea is getting cold detective."

"To hell…to heck with my tea…what's with the Kami thing you told me about, and the ship and the bomb and Howell is dead?" Leon raked his hands through his hair, the rubber band slipped out. He looked deranged as he stared at the count.

"You were supposed to forget." D said softly. "You were supposed to go on with your life and forget I was here. Once I returned you were supposed to think that I had never left. You will find at the office that my grandfather left my brother with me to raise because my father died in an accident and Grandfather cannot take care if him on his travels."

"What do mean I was supposed to forget?" Leon asked.

"Just that. The real question detective," D paused to sip his tea. "Is not what is going on, for you already know that. I will resume business as usual in the morning and you will try to arrest me, a game we have played very well for the past few years. The real question is…why did you not forget? A Kami can influence the mind and only that." D began to eat his assortment of pastries.

What did that mean, Leon wondered. He had to admit; he would go to bed at night and wonder what was missing in his life. At first, he thought he missed Chris, then he would walk over to China Town and there it was, a hollow space where the shop used to be. Then the memories would be strong; warm incense a dimly lit shop, strange animals a beautiful person…there his mind would rebel and he would find himself off to work in a foul mood. Every day for the past few months, he feared he was going insane. Even Jill seemed to forget that Count D ever existed, his old case files all had logical conclusions…Like Cont D never existed. And today, it had all come back. Jill had even teased him about bringing the Count chocolates…that was why he had run over here and beheld the shop in its former glory, nestled in as if it had never left.

D smiled…A Kami could influence the mind, but not the heart. It seemed Leon's mind was well and truly confused, because his heart refused to forget. His heart would not let go of the one he loved. "Why don't you join me for dinner detective…we have much to discuss, and there is much for you to learn."

Cooing could be heard from the bassinet; Count D smiled and walked gracefully over to the small bundle. He picked up the baby and gently rocked him back and forth. Leon was worried about D's nails, but he was extremely careful as he cuddled the child to him. D had silently vowed that he would show this child more affection than he himself had been shown. Leon watched in amazement as Count D turned to him. "Would you mind detective?" D extended his arms and Leon stared in horror at the baby, "I need to prepare his bottle." Leon awkwardly accepted the child. "Support his head; he is quite incapable of the feat." D smiled and arranged Leon's arms properly. Leon was not unaffected by D's touch. He stifled the shiver that ran up his spine, and concentrated on not holding the child too tight and equally careful not to drop him. D smiled beautifully at him before he wandered off to the back of the shop.

Leon looked down at the child and found bright purple eyes staring at him curiously. A shock of strait black hair graced his small head. "You're kind of cute, you know," Leon said. Leon heard grumbling and looked around the room. He found T-Chan glaring at him from under D's vacated chair. "Attack me now, you risk the child. Wait till I'm not holding him and I'll gladly take you on."

Leon quieted as he heard D approaching from the back. "Would you mind?" D placed a blanket on Leon's lap and another on his shoulder, he handed Leon the bottle and went to the front of the shop. He reached the door just as it opened from the outside.

Jill entered the shop carrying a large bouquet of flowers. She offered them to D "Count D, I heard about your father, I am so sorry." Jill looked around the room and her eyes lighted on Leon feeding the child. "Oh, how adorable, what's his name?"

"Leon, I thought you knew that Miss Jill." D said with his usual smirk. Jill turned a surprised frown on D, teasing, from the count? D smiled so beautifully that Leon and Jill were momentarily struck dumb. "My brother's name is Chibi D." Count d took the flowers and busied himself by arranging them nicely in a crystal vase. Jill cooed over the baby further before she headed back to work. "How domestic you have become," she whispered to Leon before she left. He scowled at her retreating figure, oh he would stay for dinner, Leon thought as he looked at Count D who sat and continued his cup of tea, not once reaching to take his brother as he was no longer busy, he simply sat and watched as Leon fed the child.

The bottle was soon emptied and D smiled. He stood and Leon prepared to hand the child back to his brother. D surprised Leon by rearranging the child. "Support his head like this," D said and rearranged Leon's arms. Leon looked up at D in abject fear. "He won't bite; I assure you he has no teeth." D said and Leon began to pat the small back, extremely aware of his strength. He'd stay for dinner, and Count d had better have some damn good explanations. Count D smiled…so Grandfather was right…his heart refused to forget D, because he loved him. D had felt it all when they had touched. Now he had the daunting task of making Leon believe and admit it. Well, he had done the impossible before; there was not much difference now. D smirked into his cup of tea and watched as Leon carefully extracted a burp from the precious little bundle.