by cienne zoeldyck
DISCLAIMER:
See cienne. See cienne run. See Watsuhiko Nobuhiro. See Watsuhiko Nobuhiro run after cienne with a lawsuit. T_T
Author’s Notes:
This is kinda late, but I want to say thank you to diggie who
said ‘cheer up!’. To hell with all the assholes in the world who are so
insignificant to everybody else because I will. Thanks, diggie! This fic was
greatly inspired by a moron I live with when he left this message on our
answering machine: “You’ll die in… seven days. See ‘ya in hell, buddy but,
before that… please leave a message.”. He is now facing two weeks of juvenile
punishment *snickers*. Way to go, dee!
R-r-ring…
R-r-ring…
Click.
“Saitou here.
Leave a message. I want no nonsense or I’ll kill you first thing in the
morning.”
Beep.
Chuckling.
“Well, hello to you, too, Hajime.”
Click.
“Ahou…”
“How many times
have I told you not to call me that?”
Snickers. “I
will when you stop being one. What do you want?”
Pause. “I have
something to tell you…”
“Really?”
“Um… yeah.”
Pause. “You know, I love you.”
“Hn.”
Flustered pause.
“I know you know but, um…” Deep breath. “Aoshi called. Him and Kenshin are
divorced and he’s… he’s flying here tomorrow and…”
Silence.
“Fine.”
“’Jime, listen,
will ‘ya?”
“…”
“C’mon, man.”
Deep breath. “It’s – it’s not you… I just – it’s…” Pause. “I miss him and…”
“No matter how
many times he’s hurt you and you’re still going back to him.”
“Hajime… I love
you…”
“Not enough. You
love him more.”
“He was my
first, for god’s sakes! We never even had any agreement about us and…”
“Ahou.”
“Don’t call me
that!”
“Ahou. Ahou.
Ahou.”
Click.
Beep, beep,
beep, beep…
“Hajime?”
Beep, beep,
beep, beep…
“Fuck you!”
*****
R-r-ring…
Click.
“Leave a
message, damn it!”
Beep.
Surprised pause.
“Hey, boss. It’s Cho and um… the Commissioner was asking when you’ll be back to
work and that…”
Click.
“I’ll be back
when I get back.”
“Boss!”.
Relieved sigh. “ I got all the reports in and…”
“Sano in yet?”
“He’s on
vacation, ain’t he?”
Silence.
“Uh- boss…?”
“What?”
Frightened
pause. “Ah- well. I’ll tell the Comish and…”
Click.
Beep, beep,
beep, beep…
“… have a nice
day.”
*****
R-r-ring…
Click.
“Leave a
message, damn it!”
Beep.
Indignant pause.
“Of all the… Hajime, this is Megumi. Where the hell are you, brother? I’ve been
calling and calling and all I get is your damned answering machine. You better
change that goddamned message or I’m going there and smashing your phone to
bits. Do you hear me?”
Silence.
Deep breath.
“It’s Sano, isn’t it?”
Silence.
“I saw him
yesterday… with Aoshi… he said to tell you that he’s sorry…”
Deep sigh. “I
don’t want to interfere but, I’m your sister. You keep saying Sano doesn’t
matter, that you and him are on testing grounds but, I don’t see it that way,
Aniki. If you really love him, like I know you do, then go to him. I think he
went back to Aoshi because of your seeming indifference. Sano’s good for you,
brother. But, your fucking pride always gets in the way.”
Deep breath.
“I’ll see you on Monday, ne?”
Silence.
“If I don’t I’ll
haul you out of there and kick you down the street! And change that stupid
message.”
Click.
*****
R-r-ring…
R-r-ring…
Click.
“Saitou here.
Please leave a message. Thank you.”
Beep.
Silence.
“Hajime, it’s me. Please pick up.”
Silence.
Sigh. “You’re
still mad, right? Okay, I don’t blame you but, I just had to tell you that…”
Pause. “I’m
going with Aoshi… next week. We’re leaving for the States. Y’know how much I
wanted to go there, right? Anyway…”
Deep breath. “I
love you, Hajime. I really, really do but, you don’t love me. So, I guess it’s
best if I go with Aoshi. He’ll take care of me and…”
Silence.
“…bye.”
Click.
*****
R-r-ring…
R-r-ring…
Click.
“Saitou died and
went to hell. Leave a message and Satan’s little demons will make sure he gets
it.”
Beep.
“Where are you?
Where the hell are you, Hajime? Are you listening to me, Aniki?!”
Silence.
“Damn it, Saitou
Hajime! You told me you don’t give a fuck if Sano leaves you but, you’re acting
like your Shinsen patrol was obliterated.”
Muffled sobs.
“Aniki, please… I just want to know if you’re okay. I want to see that you
haven’t reverted back to your psychotic self ever since Sano left.”
Silence.
Deep breath.
“Aniki… do you
still love Sano?”
Silence.
“Because if you
do… there’s still time. They haven’t left yet… just tell him. Tell him you love
him and I just know he’ll come running back to you.”
Silence.
“Ne, brother?
You’ll tell him, won’t you? Because if your damned pride keeps you from saying those
three words… you’ll lose him.”
Pause. “Maybe
forever…”
Click.
*****
R-r-ring…
R-r-ring…
Click.
“Saitou died and
went to hell. Leave a message and Satan’s little demons will make sure he gets
it.”
Beep.
Silence.
“He did, hunh?”
Pause. “’Jime…
please pick up. It’s Sano…”
Click.
Silence.
“’Jime? Are you
there? Hello? Hello?”
“Ahou.”
Deep sigh. “You
have no idea how much I’ve missed that.”
Silence.
“Um… h-how are
you?”
Silence.
Flustered pause.
“Okay, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. Actually, I wanted to say… that I’m
leaving and…”
Silence.
“Hajime, please
talk to me.”
“Ahou.”
Deep sigh. “Say
it again, will’ya?”
“Ahou.”
Deep breath. “I
wanted it to last, ‘Jime… really I did. But, you didn’t… so it’s better this
way, ne, cop?”
“…”
“I guess I
better go. I don’t want to take…”
“Ahou ga.”
“Is that all you
have to say, you bastard cop?! I’m going fucking emotional here, the least you
can do is be civil enough and say goodbye properly, damn it…!”
“I don’t want
to.”
“What?”
Snort. “I said I don’t want
to.”
Pause. “Why
not?”
Deep breath.
“Because… I don’t… want you to go.”
“…’Jime…?”
“I love you…”
Silence.
Deep, deep sigh.
“Again, Hajime…”
“… I love you.”
Breath. “You
mean that?”
Snort. “Of
course, I do.”
“Then, why do
you look so scared, Hajime? Did you think I wouldn’t believe you? That it’s too
late…?”
“Hn. I’m not…
scared.”
“Yes, you are.
You’re grabbing that armchair like you’re gonna fall over if you let go.”
“W-what? How did
you…?”
Chuckles. “I’m right behind
you, cop. I can see your reflection in the mirror.”
Silence.
Shuffles.
“Hi, ‘Jime.”
“S-Sano…”
“You look like
you’ve seen a ghost. Hey, hold it… take it easy… mmpphh…”
Shuffling. A
thud here and there. Sloppy, wet noises.
“’Jimeeeeee…!”
Moaning. Groaning.
Panting. Deep breaths.
Chuckles. “You
forgot to hang up the phone, old man.”
“Fuck it.”
Laughter. “Now,
I realized I really missed your psychotic, grumpy self.”
“Shut up.”
Muffled moans.
Kissing noises.
Silence.
“You have the
most amazing eyes, ‘Jime.”
“Hn. And you
have the most talented mouth.”
“Thanks.” Pause.
“Hey!”
Snickers.
Silence.
“Y’know… Aoshi
doesn’t really stand a chance against you.”
“Hn.”
“Yeah. I just
wanted your sorry ass to miss me.”
“It worked.”
“You bet.”
Kissing sounds.
“Ow! What the
hell was that?!”
“Your
cellphone…”
Click.
Beep, beep,
beep, beep…
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