Framed (A Yamada Ryosuke Fanfic)

Strike

"What?" Arya hissed.

"Its not enough evidence but....in...the video we found about Hasegawa-San, we were able to see the side view. It was Taniguchi." Sora replied.

"So that creep is involved." Arya shuddered.

Yamada felt anger boil in his viens.

"Did he see the video?" Arya asked.

"Yes. He told us it was not him and worse even the head says it not enough evidence." Sora replied.

"So you are planning to use the whiskey glass?" Arya asked.

"No other choice. I don't want you to be involved....." Sora hesitated.

"No.... I understand....I agreed on it." Arya shrugged.

"No... He will defame you. I'll handle it....But you can speak via a microphone....so that atleast your face won't be seen." Sora replied.

Arya nodded.

"Sora-San.... I.... Don't want Arya in this anymore." Yamada spoke up.

Arya and Sora turned to face him.

"I am already involved Ryosuke...." Arya whispered.

"Well, not anymore. I can't...." Yamada shut his eyes.

Arya felt her heart melt. She gave Sora a look as he nodded and got up and went to the kitchen.

She cupped his face. She could see tears in his eyes.

"Ryosuke.... I promise. Nothing will happen to me. Its kind of like witness protection. We... we owe Yui-san the truth." Arya whispered as she hugged him

Yamada hugged her tight. He could stop the tears.

He already lost Yui. He nearly lost his family and friend. He could even think about losing her.

Arya stroked his head as she felt his body shake.

She knew he was worried about her and she was grateful.

"Ehem." Sora turned up with a cup of tea.

Yamada and Arya broke away embarrassed.

"I will make sure he won't see her Yamada-san. " Sora promised as he placed the tea in front of Yamada.

Yamada nodded as he held Arya close.

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Taniguchi viewed his room smugly. The hotel was executive and the room was good.

Even the bathrobe had a snuggle feeling towards it.

He was in power and it felt good. He could make money and have any woman he wanted.

Other than that girl he saw in the bar.

She was really his favorite type.  Innocent about the world. He wished that boy had not appeared.

She reminded him of that one girl he had when she had been drugged.

He had made sure a video had been taken so he could blackmail her for further favors.

That was untill she went and suicided

There was a knock.

"Come in." He said smugly.

His entertainment had arrived.

Footfalls were heard. He turned when he felt a sharp pain in his head.

He realized he had been hit. His attacker then tied him up to the chair and gagged him.

He was repeatedly whipped and stamped. His eyes widened as the masked attacker raised a knife.