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Rae sighed as he put the evelope in his back pocket. Matthew returned to the table. "So, you wanna head to my place?" Rae, knew Matthew was a nice person, but a job is a job. "Sure." Rae smiled and stood. Now Matthew could see Rae was dressed in all black. Matthew led Rae out the door of the pub, and into the could January night. The parking lot was huge. Black cement lay coldly. Many car in various colors sat peacfully. "You have a car?" Matthew asked. Rae shook is head. "No, I walk everywhere." His insides were burning with sorrow.
Rae took a seat in Matthew's '05 red Corvett. It was a nice car, but hardly any room. Matthew took the seat next to Rae, making the small car full. He started it and they drove off. Within twenty minutes they arrived to a three story house. The outside was white and you could see into the kitchen because the walls around the kitchen were glass. "Wow. You can afford this?" Rae asked surprised. Matthew nodded. "Its nothing really."
They sat in Matthew's living room which was around 40' x 40', by what Rae could tell. A fire place was lit not far from a glass coffee table and a white leather sofa. A large flat screen hung over the fire place. Matthew sat beside Rae on the sofa. "Matt, what do you really do for a living? I know your lying about the journalism." Matthew nodded. "Sarah, must have sent you. I own many companies. I am in league with the Mofia. I had Sarah's family killed to teacher her a lesson." Was what Rae was hoping he would have said. Here is what he really said. "I dont work. I live off of my parents. How did you know?" Rae stood, so that he was in front of Matthew. "Cause someone sent me to kill you."
Matthew nodded as if he had heard this before. "My sister no doubt. My parents own alot of companies. And I am to inherit all of the money, or at least I will. You see, once my sister is out of the way, its mine." Rae couldnt believe his ears. He reached inside his coat and pulled out a single, 21 inch Sai. The blade glisend by the fire. The end looked sharp. "You know I must do it." Rae said. Matthew nodded and looked him in the eye. "You dont have the guts." Matthew then threw the remote that had beed sitting on an arm rest. Rae moved his head slightly to the left and the remote went into the fire. He then brought his arm back and threw the sai at Matthew. The sai pirched threw Matthew's hand and pinned it to the couch.
Before Matthew was pinned he had went for a gun in his pocket. Matthew now yelled in pain. "Now now Matt. You dont wanna wake the neighbors." Matthew reached with his other hand for the gun. Rae pulled out another sai, and just as Matthew brought it up to his chest to aim, the sai pirched threw Matthew's heart.
Rae retreved his sai, and walked away. He oicked up the car keys so he could ride home. He grabbed his cell phone from his pocket and hit two numbers. "It's done." he said then hung up. A tear formed in his eye as he left the house.
*FlashBack* Rae was sitting in the living room. He is four years old. Black ninjas stormed into the house. "Where's your father?" asked one of them. The frightened little Rae cried "I dont know!" Rae's mom ran into the room. She had blonde hair and green eyes. "Whats going on?" The ninjas swarmed around the mother. "This will teach him." he heard one say. When they moved Rae saw his mother dead. Then a ninja walked up to Rae. "Nighty time." And the ninja stabbed Rae threw the stomach with a tiny sharp pole. Rae fell to the ground, dead. Hours went by then white ninjas came into the house and took the lifeless Rae away. An old man, only known as Sensei performed the hardest thing, Kimagure. He touched the boy's head and stomach and whispered into his ear. The boy gasped and came back to life.
Rae sat bolt up right in his bed, Sweat poured down is face. This was the first time he had ever had this dream. His father told him that the ninjas were a dream, and that he was ok. Rae couldnt remember the ninjas so he just nodded then. Now he knows the truth. Kimagure is a hard thing to master, but when you do you can see the future and control life and death. Rae never mastered it. He would have to go to the college to learn it. He lifted his shirt, to revel perfect abs, which had a tiny scar in the middle. What did he not know?
Then a noise made him jump. A creek in the wood flooring colse by. His insides told him to prepare for battle.
 FushichouYasha · Mon Jan 02, 2006 @ 04:48am · 1 Comments |
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