Train Wreck

Wow it’s been about; I don’t know how many weeks, sense my last update. Sorry about that, I started school. What a pain, college is better than high school but it’s still annoying. Anyway for those that care I’m a sophomore this year at Buffalo State College. But enough of that, he are my shout outs to all.

Amie ~ Hm, Shu then Eiri, thanks for the idea. Not bad at all, I think I might use that.

earthneko ~ to tell you the truth I have no idea who the figure is either. LOL! But thanks for the idea, I incorporate it somehow.

Setsuna ~ Shuichi it is! You people love seeing Shu get hurt don’t you? Well I do too!! Thanks!

Chocho ~ Well I had to end it somehow. Now slowly put the knife down and let kitty go. LOL!!

**Thanx for the reviews guys, everyone gets a cookie or chocolate cake covered in melted chocolate sauce. Mmmmmmm!! Oh and thanks to Chocho for editing my story for me. Love ya sis!

Chapter 6 ~ Closer

Shuichi was trying to catch his breath and slow the pounding of his beating heart when the vibration of someone hitting the door from the other side made its way to Shuichi’s forehead. Startled, Shuichi jumped back with a small shout and watched the door with wide frightened eyes as the pounding continued.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Shuichi saw Haruna stop beside him with surprised eyes, a look of complete horror on her face. She was staring up at the door, her hands clasped over her mouth in shock, afraid to speak. Without warning she turned towards him and grabbed his upper arm. “What happened? Are you okay? Who was that? Why was he chasing you? How come he’s pounding on the door,” she asked becoming hysterical. Despite the concern, there was a hint of knowledge in it as well, like she already knew the answer but asked anyway.

Shuichi turned to her and said in a quiet voice that seemed to be coming from far away in the distance, “I don’t know.”

The old man managed his way over to right behind the two and huffed in irritation. “It’s some person who wants to come in, obviously.”

Haruna whirled around, releasing Shuichi’s arm and took two steps forward. Keeping hard eyes on her grandfather, her tone was low and sarcastic. She placed a hand over her chest. “Well really, I had absolutely no idea. I wondered why he’s trying to pound the door down.” She briefly brought her hand back up to her mouth and gasped, lowering it to glare at him in sever dislike. “Did you ever think of why he wants to come in here,” she continued in a vile voice that echoed in your chest.

“Why don’t you tell me? You seem so eager to offer the answer,” the old man shot back, narrowing his eyes in suspicion as he looked her over from head to foot like a cat ready to pounce on a rat from the shadows.

Haruna sneered, her face pale. Not saying a word, she managed to look at anything and everything but him.

Shuichi did not pay them any heed. He watched the door shake with every strike of the figures hand. Each pound vibrated the door and sent a shiver thru his body. ‘Why am I so scared? Maybe he really did just want some help.’ Shuichi took a step forward reaching out a clammy hand towards the handle, preparing to yank it open once again, only to jump back just as quickly as the pounding fist was replaced with the swift kick of a foot.

Shuichi heard the old man sigh and step forward, reaching for the handle on the door. “Why don’t we just open the door and ask him then,” he asked, deliberately directing his question to Haruna.

Her eyes got wider with every inch that the man’s hand advanced.

When his hand finally touched the cool handle with his fingers, Haruna cried out. “No! Don’t!” She ran toward the door, smacked his hand away and stood in front of it with her arms straight out at her sides. Her face became etched with determination yet there was still the lingering sparkle of worry in her eyes.

For a few seconds, they just looked at her before the old man said something. “Well don’t just stand there, let the guy in for Christ’s sake,” the old man said aloud getting frustrated with the waiting game.

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Kyoko ran after Eiri, jumping over seats and sliding across tables. “Hey, get back here! You’re supposed to listen to doctors orders you know,” she hollered at Eiri’s back.

“I don’t make a habit of listening to what crackpots have to say,” Eiri yelled back tilting his head towards the ceiling. Finally reaching the door at the other end of the dinning car, Eiri climbed up onto the table below the sidelong door and grasped the handle. He started to turn it but found it was only able to go halfway. “Dammit all to hell. It’s locked,” Eiri mumbled, his other hand fisted in anger and shook with apprehension.

Climbing over the last table, Kyoko made her way over, a knowing smile written on her face. “The doors locked. You can’t get thru without a key.” Putting her hands on her hips she exuded an air of superiority.

Eiri stared at her with eyes so full of hate an annoyed cobra would be jealous. “Where’s the key,” he managed to ask thru gritted teeth.

Still smiling, her eyes glittering, Kyoko shrugged her shoulders while holding back a laugh. “Sorry pretty boy but I have no idea. I somehow managed to loose it.” A finger touched her bottom lip and a look of concentration crossed her face. “Now where did it go,” she muttered.

“You lost it? Well you better go find it,” Eiri shouted, his face turning as red as a tomato. You could almost see the steam coming out of his ears.

As Eiri stared holes thru Kyoko, Armand suddenly appeared at her side waving something in front of her face. “You didn’t loose it; you put it in your suitcase right next to the opposite door. Remember? Here you are Eiri,” Armand said, throwing the key towards Eiri.

Eiri caught it with one hand, a small smile gracing his own lips. He turned around and reached up to slip the key into the lock. With a soft click the door opened and swung down.

“Why did you go and do that for? He happens to be hurt. As a doctor I can’t let him leave on his own,” Kyoko said in desperation.

Armand laughed out a response as he walked up behind Eiri who was climbing up to the door and thru to the slanting walkway. “Sorry but I don’t much like doctors myself. Even the most renowned in London I don’t trust.” Placing his foot on the wall and both hands on the edge of the now open door, he lifted himself off the ground. “They give me the creeps,” he yelled back before disappearing into the next car.

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“You can’t let him in.”

“Oh really. Want to tell me why that is? Last time I checked you weren’t the boss,” the old man shrieked.

Before Haruna could, Shuichi spoke up, well shouted more like. “Shut up!” Vulnerable tears streaked down his cheeks. “Why do you two insist on fighting all the time? We’re stuck in a train that collapsed against the side of a mountain with who knows how many dead and alive, not knowing when anyone will notice that the train never arrived at Tokyo and you’re bickering like old Christian ladies talking about young punks dressed in black!” Shuichi paused to take a breath but only caused more anguished tears to continue to fall, leaving clean trails down his dirty face. “My head hurts, my legs are sore from standing. My ears hurt from listening to you both, my body is shaking because of someone forcefully pounding down the door and I can’t find Eiri with him in the way. I’m worried and worst of all I have red juice all over my new shirt!”

Haruna, who was still in front of the door stopped her on coming comment and stared at Shuichi. Lowering her arms, she took a step towards him. “What a minute. Who’s Eiri? What are you talking about,” she asked looking confused and sounding a bit jealous, suddenly distracted from what she was just doing.

Deciding against joining the conversation, the old man took the opening and ran over to the door while Haruna stood there not paying attention, too concerned that her love interest might already have someone. ‘Well as if everyone didn’t already know that,’ he thought reaching for the door handle. As soon as his hand closed over the metal lever, time seemed to slow down all on its own. The wind coming in thru the window seemed to be moving at a much slower pace and Haruna’s incompetent words had slowed so you could hear every syllable of every letter of the words she was speaking.

Suddenly the click of the door opening cut thru the slow paced world and everything returned to normal. Shuichi turned a tear stained face towards the noise and his mouth gaped open at what he saw. Seeing his eyes go wide with terrified fright, Haruna drew her eyebrows in concern and turned to see what he was looking at. She came face to face with the figure Shuichi had run from. As quickly as she saw him, her flashlight was knocked out her hands. As time slowed again, she watched the flashlight sail across the room and smash against the wall. The batteries spewed out as the flashlight bounced to the ground. Slowly looking up into his face inch by inch, Haruna saw him smile. She hit the floor with a solid thud while her brain was still only trying to comprehend how he had gotten in.

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Eiri jumped down into the next passenger car, the third train car from either way. Behind him Armand jumped down, laughing. “I say, she so easy to rile up.”

“Thanks,” Eiri muttered to him, only turning his head slightly to the side.

Armand laughed again. “Oh don’t worry about it chap. I hate doctors myself. Always so pushy if you ask me. Giving you medicine for a fake diagnosis.” Without warning he bent over with his arms around his stomach, laughing full out. “You should have seen the look on her face when I gave you the key! It was priceless! Like she couldn’t believe I’d do such a thing,” Armand managed to laugh out, wiping a tear from his eye. Sighing, he started walking and much to Eiri’s annoyance, started making conversation. “I wonder who is was that screamed? Very alarming if you ask me. I mean what could you possibly have to yell about in a train?”

Eiri snorted at his ignorance.

“Oh sorry, didn’t mean to say that, wasn’t thinking straight I guess. What I meant was that… Oh bloody hell, I’ve gone and lost my train of thought.”

Eiri rolled his eyes and began to walk faster, in hopes of maybe getting away from him. He sighed deeply. His thoughts turned to Shuichi. ‘I definitely heard Shuichi scream. No one else has a voice like that and I should know. I’ve made him scream half a million times since we’ve been together. Just hope the baka isn’t hurt.’

“Hey, you in there or what? Don’t go daydreaming; the eerie silence is bad enough without you keeping your mouth shut. It’s quite dark too, you wouldn’t happen to have…Oh dear, that’s not good.” His voice became strained and his face went white. The distinct smell of blood filled Eiri’s nose.

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A/N:: done with this chapter. Again I’m sorry it took so long. Isn’t school a bitch? Bloody pain in the ass if you ask me. Thank god I only have two and a half years left. Well until next week, I promise you ch.7 will be out then, see ya.