A/N: When I wrote the first dream, that was just an attention grabber to hook you guys in. But I found writing these scenes are just too much fun not to write. They’re also kinda hard to write because how can I make them exciting without being crude? How can I make each one different yet the end result the same? Hee. It’s too much fun.
Anurila: I’ve heard of that song, but I never actually listened to the lyrics. So I looked them up. And, OMG! You are so right! Though really, because it’s Neuro, the background music should be something much darker. (Hee!) And if you have a suggestion, don’t be afraid to say it! (And I do mean ‘slap’ of stone. Don’t ever doubt my writing prowess!)
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The light was taken away and Yako blinked furiously trying to calm her sudden iris retraction. Her vision cleared and she got a better look at the man standing in front of her.
Holding the flashlight in one hand, the bouncing light illuminated his face quite nicely. Anybody could see he was quite handsome. Dark black hair, well pronounced jaw, and eyes that shone even in this poor light. Unlike other people Yako has seen tonight, this man wore a nice tailored black suit. “Who are you people?” He demanded.
Yako quickly thought up a lie. “I’m sorry. Because of the riot, we couldn’t get to the exit doors and came in here to escape the fighting.”
The light turned off. “Is that so?” He sounded like he didn’t believe them.
“Of course we did,” Neuro stepped up next to Yako, using his pleasant voice. “Why else would we be back here?”
“To steal things,” The man growled. “Is there a reason for you two to be sneaking around my freezer?”
“Looking for an exit,” Neuro shrugged, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “This place is very confusing.”
The man pointed somewhere near the cabinets. “The exit is thataway. Leave or else I’ll have you arrested for trespassing.”
Too bad his looks don’t match his attitude. Yako gazed at Neuro, wondering if he had a plan. He shook his head at her, motioning her to follow him to the exit. She guessed he either didn’t have a plan or he was already satisfied with his search of the backroom.
She felt the stare of the dark man on her back as she left. As upset as she was unable to gain any information for Rika, she was glad to leave. He gave her a chill she didn’t like.
The riot somehow found its way onto the streets. Yako gave out a short scream as a bleeding man stumbled past her. Others like him followed, dragging their bruised and broken bodies into the alleys and away from the fight. Police sirens filled the air and upon hearing it, people scattered.
Neuro smashed Yako into the side of a building to avoid being trampled. Both men and women ran past them, clutching broken arms and bloody noses. One person fell at Neuro’s feet, his shirt covered in blood and his arms covered in bruises.
“Slave!” Neuro said happily as though seeing a friend for the first time in years. “Good job on distracting the employees!”
Godai, supporting a blacken eye and busted lip, lifted his head and said, “Uh?”
“Come!” Neuro grabbed him by the neck. “Let us leave before the police come!”
Yako came up next to him. “What’s up Neuro? Did that guy intimidate you?”
Neuro elbowed her in the face. “Don’t be silly. If you didn’t notice, that was the owner, Li Shiroyama.”
“Shiroyama?” Yako said through her pain filled hands. “That was him?”
“Had we dropped any hints about investigating him, he would get rid of the evidence. With him hanging around in the back, I may be forced to use my Evil Canceller just to look around.”
“Yeah, that was strange of him…”
Neuro paused to look at her. “What was that?”
“Didn’t you find it odd, instead of looking out for his employees and customers during the riot, he was busy making sure no one was ransacking the back? I mean, all the alcohol was up front at the bar. Why go to the back?”
Neuro mused this over. “Hmmm…”
Yako looked at her watch. 1:23. “Geez,” She moaned. “I have to get up in five hours…Neuro, can I go home now?”
Still dragging the half-conscious Godai, Neuro waved her off. “Go. Do whatever you want.”
She didn’t need to be told twice. She turned to leave when Neuro’s silky voice stopped her in her tracks.
“Don’t think I hadn’t notice Yako,” He said to her back. “If your mystery grows like this one more time, I will eat it…enjoy your night.”
When she twisted around to look at him, the demon was gone.
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There were no dreams for her that night. Once she got home, she stripped herself of her clothing (found her blouse covered in blood) and fell into bed exhausted. She awoke to Akane’s gentle prodding, telling her it was time to wake up for school.
“Yako, you look like s**t,” Kanae commented, eyeing her friend. “What’s up?”
Yako moaned into her hands, shaking her head. She mumbled, “Didn’t sleep well…”
“Really? Why not?”
Oh, a million things, Yako’s mind rattled off sarcastically. First of all, I’m investigating the possible murder of one of our fellow students. Except, there’s no body, no weapon, no evidence and no idea of what to do next. Then I woke up this morning to find I have blood in my hair and underneath my fingernails! I haven’t eaten anything in the past ten hours because I have images of mating maggots dancing in my head- and to top it all off, I keep having erotic dreams about my boss!
“Bad dreams.”
Kanae frowned at this. She placed her sandwich down, slapped her hands free of crumbs and said, “You’re having nightmares? About what?”
Yako lifted her head and looked around the room cautiously. In a low tone, she asks, “Can you keep quiet about this?”
Kanae eagerly moved in closer. “Of course.”
Yako took in a couple of deep breaths. “They’re not nightmares…they’re…ah…erotic dreams…”
Kanae had to stifle a girlish giggle. “That’s it?”
“That’s it?” Yako repeated in a squeaky voice. “I’m a little more than disturbed by them Kanae!”
“Calm down. To be honest, I’m actually relieved to know you’re capable of having sex dreams. I was afraid your nightmare involved food somehow. Sex dreams are normal Yako. There’s no need to be embarrassed by them.”
Yako’s cheeks began to turn red. “It’s not the dreams I’m embarrassed about…it’s…the person who’s in them…”
“Oh?” Kanae said in a more exciting tone. “Who is it? Is it Kyo, the cute captain of the kendo club?”
“It’s…my assistant.”
Her friend frowned. “The one with the crazy eyes?”
She meant Godai. “The other one.”
“Oh, that’s much better,” Seeing the startled look on Yako’s face, Kanae went on to explain. “What’s the big deal? He’s cute.”
“He’s my assistant. It’s…wrong to be having dreams about him like that!”
“Why? They’re just dreams. They’re not real. There shouldn’t be a problem unless-“
Kanae broke out into a wicked smile.
“- Unless you like him…”
Yako’s eyes grew wide and fearful. She then shook her head. “No, that’s not possible.”
“Why not? He’s cute, he’s nice to you-“
“He’s not that nice,” Yako muttered under her breath.
“And besides, you chose him for a reason. And I know he likes you.”
Yako’s eyes, if possible, grew even wider. “Really? How do you know?”
“That time when I went your office, I saw he kept staring at you. Every word you spoke, every gesture you did, he saw.”
Yako frowned at this new information. She didn’t have the heart to tell her friend that Neuro is borderline insane. All his staring can be simply explained as his morbid fascination of causing Yako pain. Kanae mistook that staring as silent affection.
Kanae noticed the silence. As much as she teases, she really does care about her friend. “Look Yako, even if you don’t have feelings for your assistant, the dream doesn’t mean you do. Plus…your assistant’s been with you since you started, right? So why are you upset that you’re dreaming about someone you trust, someone you know you can lean on?”
Yako has never really thought about it that way. Because it’s true; she does trust Neuro. He has never lied to her- ever. He’s held a few truths from her, but he has never lied to her. And she also knew if she was in trouble, Neuro will always be there to back her up. (Or throw her into the fray, depending on his mood.)
“That actually makes me feel better,” Yako said. It was the truth. “Thanks Kanae.”
“No problem,” She smiled. “So are you going to tell me what goes on in these dreams?”
“No.”
“Tease.”
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Yako felt better about the dreams after talking to Kanae. She no longer felt embarrassed about them, confused or shamed. They were just that: dreams. Nothing more and nothing less.
Maybe now Neuro can get off her back about it.
She wasn’t late to the office today. So she was confident Neuro wasn’t going to punish her as soon as she walks in. He’ll probably find some other torture to inflict on her, but at least he won’t kick her in the face this time.
Still, she opened the door to the office slowly. “Neuro?” She said, cautiously.
“Go home, Yako,” Neuro spoke as soon as she walked in. He was sitting behind his desk, staring at what looked to be Godai’s bloody shirt. Sure enough, poor Slave number two sat on the couch with an ice bag on his head. He did not look happy.
“Why?” She asked, looking suspiciously at the bloody shirt.
“Because we’re going back to the club tonight.”
Yako moaned. “I barely got enough sleep as is! …You’re not planning another riot, are you?”
“If he does, he better tell me first!” Godai spat out.
Neuro ignored him. “If I’m right- and I always am- I’ll solve this mystery tonight. Go home Yako…and don’t forget to lock the bathroom door this time.”
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A/N: There’ll be about two more chapters and I’ll be done. I wanted to make this a more involved mystery, but alas, I’m lazy. Hope you guys enjoyed this so far.
Anyhoo, R/R!
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