J16: The conclusion of Friendship and Love. And I hope you like it.
Thanks to Archforge, Kim Hayes, Sara, Tinabedina, Dark Light Angel, Angel 13, Jen, krn*kyutee, keisan, Kuarri, d, and Takako for reviewing! If it weren't for reviewers, I wouldn't write!
Chapter 13: One Last Breath
Ruki Makino pulled into her own house, noticing the car which belonged to Jenrya. She immediately jumped out of her car and raced to her doorway, where the blue-haired boy stood.
"Jen! Wait up!" she called to him, who had his hand on the door handle, ready to rotate the device.
"Ruki?" He paused in mid-motion and turned around to see the red-haired girl stand before him.
"You don't think you're going in alone, do you?" she questioned, worry in her eyes.
"For goodness sake," Jenrya snickered. "It's not the lair of the Sovereign, it's your house." He walked up to her and grabbed her hand, and Ruki returned it by smiling. "We'll take this together."
Ruki grabbed the door handle and slowly turned it counter-clockwise, making the door click as it gradually opened. She stuck her head in, looking for her mother, but indeed it was her mother who found them.
-Oh crap, here comes the storm.
She had been carrying a couple of plates in her hand when she saw them. She instantly dropped the plates, making it emit a loud 'crash' as they hit the ground.
"Ruki," she said slowly, then looked at the boy next to her. "And you..." she glared. "How many times have you slept with her now? Five?"
Jenrya wanted to backhand Ruki's mother for making such a comment, but he kept his hand interlocked with Ruki's as he just shook his head.
"Mother, please, we haven't done a thing," she said slowly. "Can we just talk about it?"
Rumiko stood there for a moment, eyes glaring at Jenrya occasionally, until she gave in. "Have a seat," she directed to him. Jenrya took initiative and sat down in the nearest chair.
Ruki couldn't help but scoff at this. Here she was, her mother interrogating her friend-ok, maybe boyfriend, but this was unnecessary.
"Mother, I don't think you should-"
"Shut up, Ruki!" she exclaimed, making Ruki silent. Rumiko then looked at the boy again. "Do you love my daughter?"
Jenrya paused for a moment, trying to think of the perfect thing to say without making Ruki's mother mad. "I...yes, I do."
"More than just friends?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And how do you plan to love her?"
Jenrya hesitated.
-Oh man, the question.
"I guess just be with her, maybe even spend the rest of our lives together."
Ruki smiled.
-That Jen is amazing-
"Hold on a second. You're seventeen and you're already talking about marriages?"
"Well," Ruki interrupted, "You were seventeen when you..."
"Ruki Makino! Do I need to tell you again?"
No she didn't. And Ruki didn't want to waste time with this interrogation bullshit. "No you don't, mother. And frankly, I don't see how this or anything else is mine and Jen's fault. You should be happy and overjoyed that I didn't do what you did seventeen years ago, going off and screwing a boyfriend. What happened to the proud mother who loved her daughter, saying how beautiful and smart she was? Did she get flushed down the fucking toilet? What have you done with my mother?" she pouted. It nearly felt like she was vomiting her heart out on her mother's lap, finally telling her what was on her daughter's mind.
Rumiko was silent for a moment, still trying to process what she said. Abruptly she hung her head down in defeat. "I...guess you're right, sweetie," she acknowledged.
Jenrya hung his head down in the same way. Things were going to be alright...
"Mother, NO!" he heard Ruki exclaim. He looked up and felt fear run through his whole body as Ruki's mother held a handgun.
-A gun. And pointed right at me.
"You stay away from my daughter, boy, unless you want one of these in your head," Rumiko said slowly.
Jenrya couldn't believe what was happening. Wasn't it just less than thirty seconds ago when everyone made up? Jenrya quickly shook his thoughts out of my head.
-There's a freakin' gun pointed at me, for God's sake.
"Just take it easy," he heard himself say. "I don't want anything bad to happen for any of us that we're going to regret.
Rumiko started to ease up a little bit, obviously showing signs of agreeing with Jenrya's logic, then he continued.
"I don't want anything bad to happen to me, you, or your daughter, believe me, I love her."
The mother slowly lowered the gun from Jenrya's range, making him calm down momentarily.
-Almost done...
Ruki looked at Jenrya.
-What is he trying to pull? Well, it looks like it's going alright...
"Now," the boy said, "Let me have the gun..."
Rumiko's eyes suddenly looked up, as well as the barrel of the gun. "NO!" she exclaimed, firing a bullet toward the boy.
Jenrya was quick, but here, he was a millisecond too late, as the shot tore through his body in an indescribable amount of pain. With what little strength he had left, he looked to his right, to Ruki, smiled, then slowly fell to the ground.
"Jen! No!" Ruki ran over to him, who had an extreme shortage of breath. She scanned his body, looking for the wound. She found it.
Directly to his chest. Blood was inching out every second, while Jenrya struggled to stay alive.
Rumiko was still. She looked directly at the gun.
-The thing is a killing machine.
"I'm sorry, Ruki," she heard herself say. She then put the gun up to the side of her own head-
Ruki looked up at her mother. "No! Wait!" But it was too late. By the time she had exclaimed, Rumiko's right index finger had pushed forward, shoving the bullet into her own head.
Rumiko's head shook to the right in a violent crack sound, as she immediately fell to the ground, blood littering through her head and onto the carpet.
Ruki couldn't believe it.
-My mother, dead, just like that...
She shrugged that off and tried to take care of the situation at hand. But she knew it was useless. The boy was losing breath every second; if he didn't die of blood loss, it would be of suffocation.
"Jen, you're going to be alright," she said, taking her jacket off and putting pressure on the wound.
Jenrya knew she was only delaying the inevitable. "No, I'm...not going to make it," he managed to squeak out.
"Oh yes you are," she said. He couldn't die; first Juri, then her mother, and now this. It wasn't going to happen.
"Ruki, listen to me. Please stop." Ruki paused from putting pressure on the now extremely bloody wound. "Everything's going to be okay, I promise."
"But you're dying!" she cried. Tears had already begun to come from her eyes as well as Jenrya's. She quickly rubbed them off. "I don't want to lose you," she said bluntly.
"And you won't lose me. I will be with you, I promise you that."
"I can't believe this is happening to you."
Jenrya felt even more pain. He knew his time was near. "Take...care of Takato and Ryo...okay?" She nodded quickly, wanting to get everything she could out of him before she expired.
"They both...love you...especially Ryo," he slowly said.
-Especially Ryo?
"Good-bye, Ruki," he choked out. "I know you will be in good hands with him. I will pray for you guys..." with that, his breathing gave out, his head lay back on Ruki's lap, and was void of human life.
Ruki still held his head with her hands.
-Jen...
She softly kissed him on the forehead and let go of him.
**************
Seven years later...
Twenty-four year old Ruki Makino walked out of the driver's seat of the newly bought black Mitsubishi Eclipse.
She looked around. The cemetery was huge, and she hadn't been to it before. It was a couple hours out of Shinjuku, and until this date, Ruki refused to visit the place. It wasn't until today that she got enough courage to go see it.
She walked slowly, looking around for Jenrya Lee's tombstone, until she found it. It was out in the open, right around the middle of the whole establishment.
Ruki wiped her forehead, the sun was getting to her pores. She held a bouquet of flowers in her right hand. She lay it on the tombstone, which read...
Jenrya Lee
Beloved son, brother, and friend.
April 14, 1989-June 20, 2006.
May he rest in peace with our Savior.
"Hey, Jen," she said. "How's it going up there? I guess we're doing fine down here...I guess." She held her left ring finger up. "Guess what? Ryo proposed to me last week. Isn't that sweet? We followed your advice, and we love each other very much. He couldn't be here; he really wanted to, but he had to work today."
There was a light breeze as Ruki's summer dress swayed in the wind. "It...does get kind of lonely, without you and Juri around. I still can't believe things went this way. But, like Juri said, it was destiny. I guess it was unfortunate that things like this happen.
"Oh yes, I've become a model now, just like my late mother. Would you believe that I'm on the cover of every teen magazine, and I'm already twenty-four? Pretty incredible. I dedicate all my success to you, because you helped me regain my confidence.
"I trust you will be at our wedding? That's good. I know you will.
"Well, I've gotta run. It was good talking to you." She bent down and kissed the gravestone. "No matter what happens, I will always love you, and I dream for the day when we meet each other again."
Ruki got up and left without looking back. She knew that Jenrya was there, watching her.
And she didn't need to think twice to know that.
************
J16: Wow! Finally done. Hoped you liked it. Alright for those who stuck with me throughout the whole story, thanks! And watch out for my Rukato coming soon, but it'll be shorter than this one, I guarantee it!
Thanks to Archforge, Kim Hayes, Sara, Tinabedina, Dark Light Angel, Angel 13, Jen, krn*kyutee, keisan, Kuarri, d, and Takako for reviewing! If it weren't for reviewers, I wouldn't write!
Chapter 13: One Last Breath
Ruki Makino pulled into her own house, noticing the car which belonged to Jenrya. She immediately jumped out of her car and raced to her doorway, where the blue-haired boy stood.
"Jen! Wait up!" she called to him, who had his hand on the door handle, ready to rotate the device.
"Ruki?" He paused in mid-motion and turned around to see the red-haired girl stand before him.
"You don't think you're going in alone, do you?" she questioned, worry in her eyes.
"For goodness sake," Jenrya snickered. "It's not the lair of the Sovereign, it's your house." He walked up to her and grabbed her hand, and Ruki returned it by smiling. "We'll take this together."
Ruki grabbed the door handle and slowly turned it counter-clockwise, making the door click as it gradually opened. She stuck her head in, looking for her mother, but indeed it was her mother who found them.
-Oh crap, here comes the storm.
She had been carrying a couple of plates in her hand when she saw them. She instantly dropped the plates, making it emit a loud 'crash' as they hit the ground.
"Ruki," she said slowly, then looked at the boy next to her. "And you..." she glared. "How many times have you slept with her now? Five?"
Jenrya wanted to backhand Ruki's mother for making such a comment, but he kept his hand interlocked with Ruki's as he just shook his head.
"Mother, please, we haven't done a thing," she said slowly. "Can we just talk about it?"
Rumiko stood there for a moment, eyes glaring at Jenrya occasionally, until she gave in. "Have a seat," she directed to him. Jenrya took initiative and sat down in the nearest chair.
Ruki couldn't help but scoff at this. Here she was, her mother interrogating her friend-ok, maybe boyfriend, but this was unnecessary.
"Mother, I don't think you should-"
"Shut up, Ruki!" she exclaimed, making Ruki silent. Rumiko then looked at the boy again. "Do you love my daughter?"
Jenrya paused for a moment, trying to think of the perfect thing to say without making Ruki's mother mad. "I...yes, I do."
"More than just friends?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"And how do you plan to love her?"
Jenrya hesitated.
-Oh man, the question.
"I guess just be with her, maybe even spend the rest of our lives together."
Ruki smiled.
-That Jen is amazing-
"Hold on a second. You're seventeen and you're already talking about marriages?"
"Well," Ruki interrupted, "You were seventeen when you..."
"Ruki Makino! Do I need to tell you again?"
No she didn't. And Ruki didn't want to waste time with this interrogation bullshit. "No you don't, mother. And frankly, I don't see how this or anything else is mine and Jen's fault. You should be happy and overjoyed that I didn't do what you did seventeen years ago, going off and screwing a boyfriend. What happened to the proud mother who loved her daughter, saying how beautiful and smart she was? Did she get flushed down the fucking toilet? What have you done with my mother?" she pouted. It nearly felt like she was vomiting her heart out on her mother's lap, finally telling her what was on her daughter's mind.
Rumiko was silent for a moment, still trying to process what she said. Abruptly she hung her head down in defeat. "I...guess you're right, sweetie," she acknowledged.
Jenrya hung his head down in the same way. Things were going to be alright...
"Mother, NO!" he heard Ruki exclaim. He looked up and felt fear run through his whole body as Ruki's mother held a handgun.
-A gun. And pointed right at me.
"You stay away from my daughter, boy, unless you want one of these in your head," Rumiko said slowly.
Jenrya couldn't believe what was happening. Wasn't it just less than thirty seconds ago when everyone made up? Jenrya quickly shook his thoughts out of my head.
-There's a freakin' gun pointed at me, for God's sake.
"Just take it easy," he heard himself say. "I don't want anything bad to happen for any of us that we're going to regret.
Rumiko started to ease up a little bit, obviously showing signs of agreeing with Jenrya's logic, then he continued.
"I don't want anything bad to happen to me, you, or your daughter, believe me, I love her."
The mother slowly lowered the gun from Jenrya's range, making him calm down momentarily.
-Almost done...
Ruki looked at Jenrya.
-What is he trying to pull? Well, it looks like it's going alright...
"Now," the boy said, "Let me have the gun..."
Rumiko's eyes suddenly looked up, as well as the barrel of the gun. "NO!" she exclaimed, firing a bullet toward the boy.
Jenrya was quick, but here, he was a millisecond too late, as the shot tore through his body in an indescribable amount of pain. With what little strength he had left, he looked to his right, to Ruki, smiled, then slowly fell to the ground.
"Jen! No!" Ruki ran over to him, who had an extreme shortage of breath. She scanned his body, looking for the wound. She found it.
Directly to his chest. Blood was inching out every second, while Jenrya struggled to stay alive.
Rumiko was still. She looked directly at the gun.
-The thing is a killing machine.
"I'm sorry, Ruki," she heard herself say. She then put the gun up to the side of her own head-
Ruki looked up at her mother. "No! Wait!" But it was too late. By the time she had exclaimed, Rumiko's right index finger had pushed forward, shoving the bullet into her own head.
Rumiko's head shook to the right in a violent crack sound, as she immediately fell to the ground, blood littering through her head and onto the carpet.
Ruki couldn't believe it.
-My mother, dead, just like that...
She shrugged that off and tried to take care of the situation at hand. But she knew it was useless. The boy was losing breath every second; if he didn't die of blood loss, it would be of suffocation.
"Jen, you're going to be alright," she said, taking her jacket off and putting pressure on the wound.
Jenrya knew she was only delaying the inevitable. "No, I'm...not going to make it," he managed to squeak out.
"Oh yes you are," she said. He couldn't die; first Juri, then her mother, and now this. It wasn't going to happen.
"Ruki, listen to me. Please stop." Ruki paused from putting pressure on the now extremely bloody wound. "Everything's going to be okay, I promise."
"But you're dying!" she cried. Tears had already begun to come from her eyes as well as Jenrya's. She quickly rubbed them off. "I don't want to lose you," she said bluntly.
"And you won't lose me. I will be with you, I promise you that."
"I can't believe this is happening to you."
Jenrya felt even more pain. He knew his time was near. "Take...care of Takato and Ryo...okay?" She nodded quickly, wanting to get everything she could out of him before she expired.
"They both...love you...especially Ryo," he slowly said.
-Especially Ryo?
"Good-bye, Ruki," he choked out. "I know you will be in good hands with him. I will pray for you guys..." with that, his breathing gave out, his head lay back on Ruki's lap, and was void of human life.
Ruki still held his head with her hands.
-Jen...
She softly kissed him on the forehead and let go of him.
**************
Seven years later...
Twenty-four year old Ruki Makino walked out of the driver's seat of the newly bought black Mitsubishi Eclipse.
She looked around. The cemetery was huge, and she hadn't been to it before. It was a couple hours out of Shinjuku, and until this date, Ruki refused to visit the place. It wasn't until today that she got enough courage to go see it.
She walked slowly, looking around for Jenrya Lee's tombstone, until she found it. It was out in the open, right around the middle of the whole establishment.
Ruki wiped her forehead, the sun was getting to her pores. She held a bouquet of flowers in her right hand. She lay it on the tombstone, which read...
Jenrya Lee
Beloved son, brother, and friend.
April 14, 1989-June 20, 2006.
May he rest in peace with our Savior.
"Hey, Jen," she said. "How's it going up there? I guess we're doing fine down here...I guess." She held her left ring finger up. "Guess what? Ryo proposed to me last week. Isn't that sweet? We followed your advice, and we love each other very much. He couldn't be here; he really wanted to, but he had to work today."
There was a light breeze as Ruki's summer dress swayed in the wind. "It...does get kind of lonely, without you and Juri around. I still can't believe things went this way. But, like Juri said, it was destiny. I guess it was unfortunate that things like this happen.
"Oh yes, I've become a model now, just like my late mother. Would you believe that I'm on the cover of every teen magazine, and I'm already twenty-four? Pretty incredible. I dedicate all my success to you, because you helped me regain my confidence.
"I trust you will be at our wedding? That's good. I know you will.
"Well, I've gotta run. It was good talking to you." She bent down and kissed the gravestone. "No matter what happens, I will always love you, and I dream for the day when we meet each other again."
Ruki got up and left without looking back. She knew that Jenrya was there, watching her.
And she didn't need to think twice to know that.
************
J16: Wow! Finally done. Hoped you liked it. Alright for those who stuck with me throughout the whole story, thanks! And watch out for my Rukato coming soon, but it'll be shorter than this one, I guarantee it!