code breaker

The Trickster and the Player

              
Hi guys!!!! Back again... Finally. Haha guess the chapters just keep adding on huh? Well here's another chapter! Hope u all like it and hope Toki doesn't bother olive to much. Haha but maybe he will.... 😏 enjoy!

                 Toki? What's up?" A smooth looking Toki catches my line of sight, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed. "Just thought you might wanna wish Ogami luck. Seems he's taking off on another mission." Awwww Toki does care. "When does he leave?" I whisper, unsure if Sakura should say bye. I'm sure she'd want to, but, I'm not sure it'll do her any good. Ogami is a code breaker, and code breakers have code end. "You have a good thirty minutes to an hour. I'll take you to his house." I nod before telling my parents that I'm heading out for a bit and I'll be back in an hour or so. They didn't agree right away, especially when I told them Toki was with me, but thins smoothed over when I said others would be with us. Still, before we get a foot out the door, dad comes and whispers something in toki's ear that makes him cringe. Faintly I hear, "whatever you do to my daughter, I'll do to you." Yeah, I think he was a little happier wit himself for that. Once at ogami's apartment, I turn to Toki, and give him a heart warming hug before thanking him. The look he gives me puts me on cloud nine and when did I have these feelings again? Oh man, don't tell me I'm falling for a playboy. Why couldn't I fall for Ogami or Yuki? I have a knack for picking the wrong people. Oh, isn't Toki's dad the prim minister? I need to ask him more about that later. Maybe he's a spy for his father and he's trying to learn more about me? Nah, Toki isn't like his father at all. I guess the apply rolled away after falling not far from the tree. "Thanks Toki. You'll wait for me right?" He nods, holding up a car magazine as well. I give a nod back before going out and dareing myself to ring the doorbell. This apartment is in the middle of nowhere and to be honest, it's a scary place in the dark. Seconds later the door opens to a very awake Ogami looking as if he's just seen Zeus appear before him. Well, I'm kinda like Zeus, just not immortal.... Or a god... But oh well. "So, trying to leave without even a goodbye huh? I'll be honest, I'm kinda hurt." I go for the "I'm ok" approach, trying to make right now only about him and I. What's gonna happen now? He motions for me to come in before asking, "so, Toki mentioned me I presume. Otherwise how did you find this place right?" I try at a chuckle, now walking down a hallway into his living room. "ID say I have my ways, but that'll make me sound like a stalker, so you got me. Just thought I'd drop by and wish you luck. And.... Your gonna stop by again right? This won't be the last time we see each other I hope." I try my best to put every emotion I have into my words, hoping he'll stay or at least visit every once in a while. Ogami looks at me with those hypnotic electric blue eyes of his before sighing. "I'll try," ugh, he's so open then closed off again. "What is it with you and words? I swear one moment your mister chatty, having me think I stepped through an open door of friendship, then the next thing I know you slam the door in my face yelling out "just kidding"." A small smile creeps on his face, him probably trying to agitate me more. You know, doing something Ogami like. "I think you assume to much." That glimmer in his eyes... That sad, depressing glimmer, reminds me of what happened just this afternoon. Geez, I was doing so good in destructing myself to. Silence fills the room and both of us close our eyes. Minutes pass before he speaks up. "You know, if you close your eyes and think of all the times in the past, it's like nothing changed." I clench my jaw at his words before giving off a small chuckle. "Fooling yourself only works for a little while. Eventually you wake up. I'm don't fooling myself. I'm gonna accept the world as is, no matter what hurt gets in my way. Hitomi will live on, and I'll make sure his wish is made happen, without the violence of course." I receive a smile in response. "And I'll work with you on the inside, just like the rest of us." His words bring unknown tears to my eyes as I lunge at him for a required hug, no objections. He lets me bear hug him, seconds later slowly hugging me back. I have to many questions to ask him, all of them. These people are the only past I have left, and I refuse to forget any of them again. I refuse to not get my memories back. I have a feeling this is a good place to stop, knowing I'll have the opportunity to ask more questions later. He seemed a little more open to questions after Hitomi. I wave goodbye before getting back into toki's car, and we drive off. Numbness clouds my mind again. "You took the entire hour! What were you two doing in there! Geez you really know how to make a guy jealous." He finishes, trying to get me to laugh. I don't, wondering if Toki will answer my questions now to, considering the whole "ask your brother" excuse is no longer acceptable. I wish I'd have asked him and not been so scared of his answer. I though I had all the time in the world then. Death is a cruel thing. Code end is a cold thing. But it is true that all people die in the end, some just sooner then others. Is is bad that I'm done hearing those excuses? Why exactly did Hitomi have to go? The lord has a strange way of doing things, while satin has a terrible sense of humor. "Olive?" He questions, but my tear stained face refuses to show, unable to let my cracked voice be heard by him, and myself. Toki doesn't speak again, only takes a look at my face before pulling over, bursting my comfort bubble and hugging me again. I'm getting a lot of hugs this evening. He strokes my hair, twirling the tips to relax me. "You know, when we were younger, you liked it when I did this to." I close my eyes, needing to hear something from my past. Which reminds me, Hitomi once messed with me about Toki, him and I having a thing and all. maybe now is a good time to ask and get a honest answer? "Hey Toki?" I question. He makes a "hmmm?" Sound in response. "How's not the times for jokes, so please give me an honest answer." I wait a beat before he nods, his chin rubbing against my head. I pull away to look into his blue and hazel eyes before continuing. "Who was I back then? The only memories I have are those with Hitomi. I...... Sigh, how did I act around you is what I'm trying to say?" He studies my face, realizing I'm not in the mood for jokes. "When I first came in, I thought you were different then everybody else" he pauses to caress my cheek before continuing. "But, you and your brother... Were so much alike. You were easy to talk to, always laughing. I always wondered how you were able to laugh like that who the jobs we did.... Then I realized how much you forced it. You and Prince hit it off pretty well, Yuki and you were like twins. Then one day, you won Ogami over to. That cold hearted son of a bitch was a hard cookie to crack back then, more so now, but still you cracked his outer shell. You and Hitomi though. It was like nobody could ever separate you two. You two gave off that friendly vibe, always to be there for each other and I knew something happened in the past, something that made you two as is." I remember things we talked about, I remember our parents and how they died and why this scar haunts my face, and the birthday party where my memories were erased. I remember being lead dog with my brother as code zero, and my team dying in a fire when Hitomi was the only one to escape. I close my eyes before again looking  at Toki, sizing him up to see if he was lying. Nothing, he's being fully honest. I close my eyes again, ready to go home and talk some more about this tomorrow. Toki reads my thoughts and starts to drive me home again. We make small talk on the way, which was nice, but the thing that I hate to admit I enjoyed most, was when he reached for my hand every so often in a reassuring hand squeeze. Eventually we reach my house again to find the lights still on and a figure's pacing shadow. That's dad for ya. I look at Toki again, becoming hypnotized by those eyes of his, unable to stop myself from asking, "how did you get different eye colors?" He stares ahead a bit longer until I realize how I sound. It's not my business. "I mean, I don't hate it, I asked because I thought they were beautiful together. I mean, because they suit you. I mean..." Flustered, I search for the right words, only to be shushed by toki's pointer finger on my lips, and his face's proximity to mine. As if a rock just dropped in the pit of my stomach and awoke flying creatures, the butterflies in my stomach reacted to toki's touch all to well. My thoughts must be clearly painted on my face, because Toki takes one look and allows a wide smile to spread across his face. Not an arrogant smile, or a mocking one, but a sweet one. A smile that shows how much I mean to him. Or so I think. I've never been one to read eyes or smiles beyond happy and sad..... With Toki anyway. Playboys always have their mystery. But is it wrong to let hope linger a little longer then usual?