Pleading Slave || An IchiKara Fanfic

Chapter 15

As usual, Choromatsu was doing his groceries when Osomatsu bumped into him.

    "Choromatsu!"

    Osomatsu put his arm around Choromatsu's shoulders. "It's been so long since we talk, ey?"

    Choromatsu frown.

    "What do you want, Osomatsu?"

    "Eh? What's with that look?" the man leaned his face closer to Choromatsu's, "Is it wrong to talk to my best friend?"

    "First of all," Choromatsu pushed Osomatsu's arm, "We're not friends. Second, I'm quite busy." Osomatsu laugh, "C'mon, let's talk for awhile."

    "Ugh....fine."

    The two men walk side by side with each other.

    "I heard Todomatsu asked some help from Osoko."

    "He did. And let me tell you, that woman knows exactly what she's doing."

    "That's why I hire her," with a sigh, the chief turn to Osomatsu, "I feel like he's hiding something from me." Osomatsu tilted his head, "Who? Todomatsu? I don't think so."

    "You really don't?"

    "Yes. After all, if he is, there must be a reason."

    "Like what?"

    "I don't know. It depends. So don't worry about it too much."

    Choromatsu nodded. "By the way, the election day is getting nearer."

    "Really? Well, our current president is old," Osomatsu put his hands in his pockets, "Who did you vote?" Choromatsu smiled a secretive smile, "Oh, you know."

    "Oh, I don't."

    Just then, Osomatsu's phone rang. "Oh, it's Todomatsu..." he muttered quietly. "Who?" Choromatsu leaned slightly to look at Osomatsu's phone screen but the man turn and ran away. "See ya', Choro!"

    "Where are yo—"

    Choromatsu accidently bumped someone as he turn. "Gosh, sor...ry..."

    He look around and there was no one.

    Ichimatsu just sighed frustratedly as he walk away. "Geez...is bumping into people a trend these days?" he muttered, entering a convenience store.

    After grabbing a bottle of water, Ichimatsu felt his phone vibrating. He quickly picked it up.

    "Ichimatsu."

    "I'm here," Ichimatsu replied as soon as he heard Lady Ichiko's voice, "What do you need?"

    "I need you to be here now."

    The call ended quickly, leaving Ichimatsu suspicious of something. What does she want now? he slowly put back the bottle he took and left the convenience store.

    He was soon in the same dark alley.

    Away from the light.

    Away from the people.

    Just as Ichimatsu was about to walk further, he felt a slashing pain on his back.

    He dropped to the ground.

    Karako sighed, a knife on her hand. "I would like to use a gun, but Ichiko insisted on this," she raise the weapon. Ichimatsu gritted his teeth in pain. A trap, he thought helplessly.

    All he could think of was how pathetic he looked right now, his small but welcoming apartment, and his cat waiting for him.

    Especially painful Karamatsu.

    "Rest in peace," Karako sighed.

    "Who's there?!"

    Karako turned around and quickly hide herself in the darkness. A light appeared, like a flashlight.

    Ichimatsu squint his eyes, trying to identify the person behind that light. "So it's you! Karamatsu peculiar friend, I suppose!" Jyushimatsu exclaimed as he stared at the injured man.

    "Send me to Karamatsu..."

    "Don't you want to go to the hospital?"

    "Just send me to him, God dammit!"

    Jyushimatsu nodded and effortlessly carried Ichimatsu on his back. "Hang on, sir. We'll be there soon."

    After what seemed to be an hour, Karamatsu opened the door to Jyushimatsu carrying an injured Ichimatsu. "Good Lord!" the man exclaimed, "I'll take it from here, Jyushimatsu. Thank you very much!"

    Jyushimatsu nodded and left while Karamatsu carry Ichimatsu bridal style.

    "What happened to you?!" Karamatsu said worriedly, running towards his bedroom.

    Ichimatsu groan in pain, "It doesn't matter."

    "Yes it does!"

    Karamatsu kicked open the door to his bedroom and carefully put down Ichimatsu on his bed. "I'll call the ambulance," he suggested but Ichimatsu tightly grabbed his wrist. "Anything but that. It's not that serious anyway, it's just a small wound."

    "A wound?!"

    Ichimatsu flinched, not at the pain but at the tone of Karamatsu's voice. It was like he just got stab twice.

    Karamatsu noticed this and tried to calm down.

    God knows what that man had been through.

    "I get it," the man said softly, "I'll go and get medic. Just try not to black out or something." Ichimatsu nodded and watch Karamatsu walk out.

    Ichimatsu sighed and swore under his breath.

    "How pathetic I am..."