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Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
54
Views:
40,760
Reviews:
137
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Oshidori Mess AKA The Lost Chapter
Chapter 54 – Oshidori Mess
“What do you mean you ‘lost’ him?” screamed Mr. Oshidori at the front desk of the police station. Several policemen were cowering, the few criminals who had been brought in looked confused and frightened, and Officer Pop never flinched. Mr. Oshidori never cut an impressive figure, he was wiry and a bookworm, but his anger was reddening his cheeks and the vein in his forehead was throbbing. “How do you lose a boy who turns eighteen tomorrow? How is this boy cleverer than your whole police department?”
“Papa, please…” Yuki begged, standing a bit behind her parents, Shinwa at her side. She could not have made this trip without him. She had never seen her father so angry.
“Mr. Oshidori,” Officer Pop began.
“Don’t you try to calm me down,” Mr. Oshidori snarled. “You lost a man who would rape his own sister, who had a history of drug abuse and who knows what else, and now an admitted murderer.” Yuki could not believe she was a bit surprised that her father was angrier they had lost Nakago because he deserved punishment. She would have thought that all families stuck by their children no matter what the mess, but Mr. and Mrs. Oshidori were proving otherwise. “You were right, he should have been put into a prison in the first place,” snapped Mr. Oshidori, “but what could would that have done? He could have escaped at any time. How did you lose him?”
“Sir…” Officer Pop tried once more to calm Mr. Oshidori down, but Yuki could not take any more. She gripped Shinwa’s hand and brought him out into the fresh air with her. She leaned her head up and inhaled a deep breath of fresh sunshine.
“Are you okay?” Shinwa asked of Yuki.
Yuki shrugged. “I don’t know how to be okay after this,” she said. “But what about you? You also found out your friend died.”
Shinwa gave off his Gallic shrug. “It is nothing to mourn too deeply over,” he said with a lack of conviction. “Shoushin did what he…” Shinwa stopped. He was surprised to find himself so moved over his friend’s death. Shoushin and he had been on bad terms in the end and Shoushin had gone back to the drugs and lies that gave him comfort, but Shoushin had still been his friend. Shoushin had helped Shinwa grow up.
“It’s okay to cry,” Yuki said, turning deep grey eyes up at Shinwa. Her eyes were still watery from the tears she had shed in the car on the way over, but now she took her optimism and used it as a blanket of strength around her, giving herself the courage to keep standing tall.
“I’m a man,” Shinwa said with a bitter laugh. “I don’t cry.”
Yuki nodded and looked down at the ground. She did not know what to say.
Shinwa started speaking, so suddenly he could not stop himself from letting it pour out of his mouth. “I killed Amatsu’s older brother in London,” Shinwa breathed out. He did not even give Yuki time to digest, he kept speaking. “I did not mean to, but I hated him. We were driving to Kyouteki’s, we had just finished up at the club. He had been acting drummer, our drummer was sick. Kyouteki said she was going to stop and… well, she was stopping to buy drugs. Tattoi and I were to meet her at her place.
“Tattoi and I got in an argument on the way there. I was drunk and drugged up and yelling at him. My attention was so sparse I did not know what I was doing. Of course there were no skid marks. I didn’t try to hit breaks as I rammed us into the tree. I did not even notice until we were wrapped around it and I was bleeding.” Shinwa turned to look at Yuki who was staring at him as if he had just grown a second head. “That is why Fuji did not like me.”
Yuki turned her head away and stared at the sidewalk. This was too much. This … She was losing the optimism once more. She felt broken. She had lasted through Kago, she had lasted through Nakago, she had lasted through ridicule and hurt, but this… “Fuji never told me,” she whispered quietly.
“I believe Fuji was trying to guilt me into telling you myself,” Shinwa admitted. “She could dislike me, and keep you far enough away from me as she did, because even though you and I grew closer, you remained distant. Your best friend hated me, and you saw it, you responded to it, you just did not know it.”
“You did not mean to kill him, right?” Yuki asked, her throat choking up. “You did not mean to…”
Shinwa shook his head. “No,” he said, “but it is still an unforgivable sin. It’s why I live alone here. My parents were angrier than the Inperiaru family. Amatsu was so damn nice to me, just being polite though not wanting to be close to me. Everything got to be too much. I ran, I ran back here, where I felt safe, but then there was Amatsu. I forgot that Amatsu moved to this town, he used to live in Shibuya. I didn’t know I would meet you, or Fuji, or Shai. You girls, even Fuji, are so important to me, and it still does not forgive what I did.”
Yuki gave off a small chuckle and Shinwa turned to her in shock. “You know,” she began, “you saved Shai’s life, and you saved mine. You nearly saved all three of us, but Amatsu was one step closer.” She laughed harder, her stomach tightening and her body howling with it.
“How is that funny?” Shinwa asked incredulously, not understanding this girl’s giddy delight in the situation.
Yuki shook her head. “I don’t know,” she said, crouching down so that she was hugging herself. “I just need to laugh!”
Shinwa should have been used to the looks people always gave him and Yuki. It seemed she was great at gathering unwanted attention, and for once he was feeling a bit proud. They were not staring at him because he was Kiseki Shinwa, they were staring because Yuki was making a scene as she often did. And it was great.
Shinwa bent down, wrapped his arms around Yuki, and suddenly pulled her into a warm hug. It caused her to stop laughing and she just looked up at him with sad and happy eyes. “I was not saving you girls,” Shinwa said sweetly. “You were saving me.”
“What do you mean you ‘lost’ him?” screamed Mr. Oshidori at the front desk of the police station. Several policemen were cowering, the few criminals who had been brought in looked confused and frightened, and Officer Pop never flinched. Mr. Oshidori never cut an impressive figure, he was wiry and a bookworm, but his anger was reddening his cheeks and the vein in his forehead was throbbing. “How do you lose a boy who turns eighteen tomorrow? How is this boy cleverer than your whole police department?”
“Papa, please…” Yuki begged, standing a bit behind her parents, Shinwa at her side. She could not have made this trip without him. She had never seen her father so angry.
“Mr. Oshidori,” Officer Pop began.
“Don’t you try to calm me down,” Mr. Oshidori snarled. “You lost a man who would rape his own sister, who had a history of drug abuse and who knows what else, and now an admitted murderer.” Yuki could not believe she was a bit surprised that her father was angrier they had lost Nakago because he deserved punishment. She would have thought that all families stuck by their children no matter what the mess, but Mr. and Mrs. Oshidori were proving otherwise. “You were right, he should have been put into a prison in the first place,” snapped Mr. Oshidori, “but what could would that have done? He could have escaped at any time. How did you lose him?”
“Sir…” Officer Pop tried once more to calm Mr. Oshidori down, but Yuki could not take any more. She gripped Shinwa’s hand and brought him out into the fresh air with her. She leaned her head up and inhaled a deep breath of fresh sunshine.
“Are you okay?” Shinwa asked of Yuki.
Yuki shrugged. “I don’t know how to be okay after this,” she said. “But what about you? You also found out your friend died.”
Shinwa gave off his Gallic shrug. “It is nothing to mourn too deeply over,” he said with a lack of conviction. “Shoushin did what he…” Shinwa stopped. He was surprised to find himself so moved over his friend’s death. Shoushin and he had been on bad terms in the end and Shoushin had gone back to the drugs and lies that gave him comfort, but Shoushin had still been his friend. Shoushin had helped Shinwa grow up.
“It’s okay to cry,” Yuki said, turning deep grey eyes up at Shinwa. Her eyes were still watery from the tears she had shed in the car on the way over, but now she took her optimism and used it as a blanket of strength around her, giving herself the courage to keep standing tall.
“I’m a man,” Shinwa said with a bitter laugh. “I don’t cry.”
Yuki nodded and looked down at the ground. She did not know what to say.
Shinwa started speaking, so suddenly he could not stop himself from letting it pour out of his mouth. “I killed Amatsu’s older brother in London,” Shinwa breathed out. He did not even give Yuki time to digest, he kept speaking. “I did not mean to, but I hated him. We were driving to Kyouteki’s, we had just finished up at the club. He had been acting drummer, our drummer was sick. Kyouteki said she was going to stop and… well, she was stopping to buy drugs. Tattoi and I were to meet her at her place.
“Tattoi and I got in an argument on the way there. I was drunk and drugged up and yelling at him. My attention was so sparse I did not know what I was doing. Of course there were no skid marks. I didn’t try to hit breaks as I rammed us into the tree. I did not even notice until we were wrapped around it and I was bleeding.” Shinwa turned to look at Yuki who was staring at him as if he had just grown a second head. “That is why Fuji did not like me.”
Yuki turned her head away and stared at the sidewalk. This was too much. This … She was losing the optimism once more. She felt broken. She had lasted through Kago, she had lasted through Nakago, she had lasted through ridicule and hurt, but this… “Fuji never told me,” she whispered quietly.
“I believe Fuji was trying to guilt me into telling you myself,” Shinwa admitted. “She could dislike me, and keep you far enough away from me as she did, because even though you and I grew closer, you remained distant. Your best friend hated me, and you saw it, you responded to it, you just did not know it.”
“You did not mean to kill him, right?” Yuki asked, her throat choking up. “You did not mean to…”
Shinwa shook his head. “No,” he said, “but it is still an unforgivable sin. It’s why I live alone here. My parents were angrier than the Inperiaru family. Amatsu was so damn nice to me, just being polite though not wanting to be close to me. Everything got to be too much. I ran, I ran back here, where I felt safe, but then there was Amatsu. I forgot that Amatsu moved to this town, he used to live in Shibuya. I didn’t know I would meet you, or Fuji, or Shai. You girls, even Fuji, are so important to me, and it still does not forgive what I did.”
Yuki gave off a small chuckle and Shinwa turned to her in shock. “You know,” she began, “you saved Shai’s life, and you saved mine. You nearly saved all three of us, but Amatsu was one step closer.” She laughed harder, her stomach tightening and her body howling with it.
“How is that funny?” Shinwa asked incredulously, not understanding this girl’s giddy delight in the situation.
Yuki shook her head. “I don’t know,” she said, crouching down so that she was hugging herself. “I just need to laugh!”
Shinwa should have been used to the looks people always gave him and Yuki. It seemed she was great at gathering unwanted attention, and for once he was feeling a bit proud. They were not staring at him because he was Kiseki Shinwa, they were staring because Yuki was making a scene as she often did. And it was great.
Shinwa bent down, wrapped his arms around Yuki, and suddenly pulled her into a warm hug. It caused her to stop laughing and she just looked up at him with sad and happy eyes. “I was not saving you girls,” Shinwa said sweetly. “You were saving me.”