Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Borderline ❯ The truth behind ( Chapter 18 )

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Disclaimer : Ran says forget it. Crawford says it not going to happen, Schuldig just snort and the rest merely laugh when I say I hope they were mine^^

 

Chapter 18 - The truth behind

 

It had stopped raining; however the sky was still cloudy with a promise of another downpour of autumn rain. However the gloomy weather did not dampen his mood, alas he felt great, anticipating the night to come.

 

The news of his early retirement had been telecast since last night, and he received innumerable phone calls from his fellow political friends and concerned citizens inquiring further explanations on his retirement when he the most promising future ahead of him. The society would mourn losing such a competent political figure. Important people were coming and visiting him today, all bearing expensive farewell gifts. But he already had the most precious gift and it was in his room.

 

Akida Tomoe was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. As a kid and as the only son in the Tomoe family, he was his father's pride and joy and everything or anything he wanted was granted.

 

In his young years, he had a thing for a redhead. He lost his virginity when he was 15 with a daughter of a prominent businessman in the backseat of his father's Mercedes Benz. A well-known Casanova during his high school years, it was rumored that he had deflowered most of the redheaded female students and impregnated a few of them. But with all the money that his family had, they managed to keep everything silent and compensated the families well. After all, it was the family reputation that was at stake and nothing could ever bring the family down, not even their only son.

 

They had disciplined him by barring most of his financial aids, trained him to be a well-deserved heir of the Tomoe family under their strict rules. And his family succeeded, he had grown up to be a fine young man. He involved himself in many communities, gaining their trust and confidence.

 

He was married 24 years old to a beautiful daughter of one of his father's associates. They were granted with 3 children, two boys and a girl. A perfect example of a family man in the eyes of public until the day his wife had disappeared. It was rumored that she had run away with a lover to a foreign country. However, that did not ruin his status at all. People respected him more and more, sympathized with his fate and blamed the ungrateful wife for her stupidity in leaving him.

 

He never remarried and as he grew older, his charismatic appearance, his reputable family background and his contributions towards the societies had gained him full public support when he ran for senator. His partnership with the prominent Takatori family had boosted his career as well in politics.

 

With everything in his hands, power and wealth, his lust also took a 360 degrees turn. He began to lust not only for a nubile redhead female; he had begun to desire young men as well. He tried once when one of his co-businessman let him using one of his boys to sleep with. At first, he found the idea totally disgusting, a man fucking another man, what pleasure could he get?

 

But after that night, once he had experienced the other writhing and begging; he could feel a sense of power overflowing him.

 

Control.

 

As a man he loved to have power over another man. It made him feel superior. Fulfilled. Other than that ….

 

It made him feel like God.

 

He found out that young men heightened his sex drive far more than usual and he began to crave them more than anything else. He chose his prey well. Willing was good. Unwilling would make it more interesting.

 

His trustworthy assistants would scout through the neighborhood to find a suitable candidate for him. He would use them as much and for as long as he wanted and when he sensed that the other man would give him trouble, discarded them. One of them had to be disposed of yesterday just to make his point to another man to stay away from his claimed `property'. Others once he had used them enough, were too traumatized too remember anything and ended up committing suicide. One of them is used to be one of the German shrink's patients. He knew about the suicide when he read the news and as the result the German had stopped being a psychiatrist as he had deemed himself a failure to his job that was helping people.

 

He was never caught. He was not careless and he never made mistakes.

 

His father had once told him, that sons are put on earth to trouble their fathers.

 

How true.

 

How very true.

 

He smirked to himself as watched the boy staring at the wall, looking pale and dead like, pouting as he did, making him look more seductive than before.

 

Leaving the bed, he reached out to his drawer and pulled out a cigar, rolling it between his fingers and lit it. He began to blow rings of smoke in the room and enjoyed the swirling heat in his mouth. His eyes roamed over the body that lay still on his bed looking almost dead with the pale face, but the slow and steady rise of the chest told him that the person was still alive.

 

Things had not run as smoothly as he thought with this redhead. Ran had put up all his effort fighting him, even running away from the institution where he had separated him from his family and then was taken under the protection of that Gaijin. It had been quite a blow to him. He never lost his property and hell if he was going to let the other to claim what was supposed to be his.

 

The volatile redhead had tried to strangle his sister earlier. It took him some time to loosen the grip on the girl's neck. The young man had an unbelievable strength in him when he was being provoked.

 

Fortunately, the chain on the ankle had restricted his movements when he was about to turn and attack him. With his quick movements and his superior strength over the smaller body, he grabbed both hands and held them together until the defiance had died down.

 

The sister, Aya, had been angry, so angry that she slapped her brother hard across the face, yelling profanities. Ran retaliated by calling her whores and cheap that she could be bought with money and that had earned the redhead another tight slap from his sister. It had continued until he had decided he had seen and heard enough of the scathing between the siblings and had instructed the Fujimiya girl to leave the room.

 

Ran had since then given him a silent treatment. Well, it did not matter to him if the boy refused to say anything or acknowledge his presence as later he would coaxed out all the voices he needed to hear from him.

 

Nothing could stop him now, not now when he knew that he had succeeded in making the other party to back off from this redhead. The last breaking news had proven it. Or if the gaijin still insisted, there was always a Plan B.

 

He intended to keep this one for good. That was the decision that he had come up with. All he could remember was their first encounter during his last birthday celebration. The rich and deep blood red hair framing the pale face and vibrant violet eyes of the young man had turned him on instantly.

 

And he had decided that he would have what had caught his eyes.

 

To his surprise he learned that the boy's sister has a striking resemblance and was of the same age as his own daughter and working as his secretary courtesy of the Takatori family.

 

A trap had been set.

 

Getting the young man through his sister was not difficult at all. He knew her history, her accident, her 4 years of coma and her agoraphobia. He had lavished the young girl with expensive gifts and money, telling her that it was some kind of incentive for her to work harder and he even introduced his daughter. Letting them being friends, carefully instructed his daughter to poison the other's mind. Created envy feelings between the siblings.

 

In Aya's fragile state of mind, it had been a piece of cake.

 

A single knock woke him up from his musings and when he saw one of his servants standing reluctantly at the bedroom door, he gestured at him to come nearer.

 

“There's someone at the gate.” The servant told him with a frown.

 

“Who?”

 

“He says he is from the Crime Scene Investigation-Tokyo and there are few men in uniform with him too.”

 

“Did you let them in?”

 

“I told them that I cannot let them in without your permission.”

 

“Good! Get one of my sons to bring this boy to the main room in the West Wing.”

 

The servant nodded and ran off from the bedroom.

 

Stretching lazily he rose from the bed and walked out of the room to meet his `visitors'.

 

“So near but yet so far, don't you think Ran?” He gave a mocking chuckle. He was sure of what they wanted and of course with his power and skills he could outsmart them.

 

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Ken was fidgeting. He walked across the room peeping out of the window. One man in a Uniform raised his hands towards him indicating that everything was safe. The young soccer player gave a false smile and put up an ok sign with his fingers.

 

He needed to get out of here. He would not stay, doing nothing. He did not require any protection. All he needed was to see Crawford and be with the man whom he loves especially when he was sure that he was needed by the older man's side.

 

He heard from the talk of the officers outside that his brother was going to the Senator Tomoe's Akira house. Why, he did not know, he heard of the early retirement in the news when he was flicking the TV channels. He was not sure why his detective brother would be there, but his instincts told him that if Yohji was there then Schuldig would be too and when his brother's lover was there, Crawford would of course be there too. He was sure of it.

 

Yohji would be angry, of course. But this was his life, his happiness and Yohji had nothing to do with it. He was not a 12 years old child who needed to listen to every word his big brother had told him.

 

Fishing out his cell phone from his right pocket, he made a quick phone call.

 

He took a deep breath and with determination he opened the door only to be greeted by another blue uniform.

 

“Do you need anything?” The officer asked.

 

“Hmm.. I need to go for a bath. I have yet to take any shower from the time I came here…I feel sticky and uncomfortable.” He pouted knowing that his brother had left strict instructions that he should not leave this room for his own safety.

 

When the officer agreed to let him go for a shower at the Dorm bath, he quickly took a bath towel, smiling politely at the Officer as he was being escorted.

 

He knew which bath he should go to. The one nearest the back alley and the one where there was a window big enough for him to climb out.

 

He opened the shower letting the water flows knowing fully well that the Officer was waiting outside. Opening the window, jarring it with his towel, he climbed out using the small stand that was already in the shower. He jumped down quietly. Taking a quick look around, he knew he needed to distract the officer long enough for him to run towards the back of his college.

 

Ken looked down for something that he could use as distraction and saw a big stone that with a right momentum could avert the officer away from his post. With a calculated throw he tossed the stone, and as he had predicted, the policeman hurried away to investigate the noise.

 

Using his speed as a soccer player, he quietly ran towards the alley and when he was sure was far enough, he stopped, panting slightly with his eyes wildly searching for someone.

 

“Hey…” A voice suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

 

Ken jumped a little, surprised and when he saw who was standing hidden near the trees he let out a huge sigh of relief and greeted the man.

 

“Did I surprise you?” The man smiled a little.

 

“No, you not…”

 

“Mmmm… Your brother is being a control prick again isn't he? If not you wouldn't be asking for my help”

 

Ken smiled bitterly and nodded.

 

“Sorry Kase, I really don't want to trouble you but I have no choice.” Ken slumped slightly. He hated to get his college soccer captain involved, but he had no choice. Yohji had confiscated his bike key.

 

“No problem… Where are we going?” Kase asked as they walked along the small path that lead towards the main street.

 

“Do you know where Tomoe-san's house is?”

 

“Tomoe, you mean the Senator?”

 

Ken nodded.

 

“Yes I do… but…”

 

“Please… just bring me there.”

 

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