บท 141: Seeing R-hubard
Ori paces back and forth in the apartment for some time while Bats watches him warily. Finally, he stops, looking at his uncle with a frown, "Is she keeping it...?"
Bats chews the inside of his cheek, "Yeah, she is..."
"Why?" he immediately asks, wondering why she'd want to keep something born from her captivity.
Bats shrugs, shaking his head, "I don't know. Just that refuses to 'kill it', even after everything."
Ori chews his lip bitterly, "It's his, isn't it?" he asks, his voice becoming hoarse from the thought alone.
Surprisingly, however. Bats shakes his head, "No... The time doesn't line up, and Fujino himself refutes it. I'll do a DNA test, even if Cat doesn't want to know..."
Ori sniffs derisively, "So what, that guy's gonna dip?" he spits. He knew he wouldn't be able to stay with Rebecca if she had someone else's kid, even if you disregarded the cheating. He doubted an asshole like Fujino would think differently.
Again though, Bats' response leaves him somewhat speechless. "No, he wants to stay and look after her. I've talked with him and he knows it isn't his, but wants to stay anyway..."
The Ripperdoc stands and places a hand on Ori's shoulder, gripping it as tight as the man can manage. "Listen. I know you hate him, I might too, but this shit ain't for us to feel better about ourselves. It's for Cat, and the kid."
...
"You really trust him...?" Ori mutters indignantly, "After all he's done?"
Bats nods firmly, "I trust Cat's judgement, she's not as fragile as we think and has made her decision. As family, all we can do is keep an eye on things and make sure to step in if anything does go wrong." he grips Ori's shoulders harder, "Hate him, I don't care, but Cat is innocent. The kid is innocent. We both know how hard it is without a father." he says almost commandingly.
...
"You do see us a family... Right?"
Ori grinds his teeth and lets out a long sigh, "If you need to even ask that..." he steps to the side and rubs the back of his head, "Fuck..."
"I'm not asking because I think you don't. I'm asking so you'd remember."
...
"She in there...?" Ori asks, nodding at Bats bedroom where all the equipment should be.
"She is, with Fujino."
Ori steps to it and opens it up, revealing Cat lying atop the medical chair with Fujino standing beside her, both looking at a nearby screen displaying an ultrasound of the growing fetus. At his entry however they look at him, Fujino's posture shrinking slightly as Cat tenses.
"Bro..." she mumbles, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Cat. You good...?" he awkwardly asks, intentionally ignoring Fujino as he steps to the screen, glancing at the fetus.
"Are you?" she replies, looking at him meaningfully.
He squeezes his hands, only now realising that they'd been gripped into fists. "Yeah, just need to have a chat with Fujino here..."
"N-no..." she pleads, knowing exactly how the last time went down.
"It's fine, Catarina. I wish to talk as well." Fujino assures her.
Slowly, she nods, pulling him close and pecking his lips while still staring at Ori. Conveying everything she wished without saying a word.
Ori leads Fujino into the front room where Bats was standing cross-armed in the corner, observing them. He slides the coffee table between the two couches and sits, dropping his sawed-off shotgun in front of him as Fujino takes a spot opposite him.
They're silent for a minute or two until Fujino speaks up. "I believe I owe you an apology."
Ori's eye twitches, "How's the mouth." he asks disingenuously.
Ignoring the taunt, Fujino straightens his posture and squares his shoulders, "I acted combatively when we first met. When I should have been acting as a suiter would when meeting his future father-in-law... Family is a foreign concept to me." he admits. "But, I do think both of us have acted immaturely..."
Ori just scowls, "She's sixteen... You're a grown-ass man who's taken advantage of her, fucked with his perception of shit, you're just lucky I didn't put a bullet in your skull." he bounces his foot restlessly.
"If it makes you feel any better, I am twenty years old..." the man offers, surprising Ori. Maybe his time getting tortured took more of a toll than he'd thought.
Ori eyed the man's still missing arm and fingers, "Maybe... You want to take care of Cat then, and the kid... Why?"
"Would it be enough to say I love her...?" he pauses but continues at Ori's glare. "Aside from my own feelings, I wish to protect her, and to redeem myself."
"So my sister's just a charity case for you then, huh?" Ori growls.
"No! While that is one part of it, my affection for her won't allow me to leave. I-I would rather die than abandon her now." he states with determination.
...
"I don't like you." Ori shakes his head, "I fucking hate you. I wanna gut you so badly I'm struggling to stop myself." he stands and grabs Bore, weighing it in his hand for a couple seconds before sighing, holstering it. "But for Cat's sake I'll let you live for now. Just remember that single slip and I'm coming for you."
"Of course." Fujino nods, but pauses when he receives some Eddies from Ori, "Hm?"
"Go to Drowning Dohnuts in Kabuki Market, buy some Rhubard and Custard rolls for Cat." he says, waving him off as he steps back into Bats' room.
Fujino just glances unsurely at Bats, wondering if he'd been sent on a suicide mission or something.
Bats shrugs, "They are her favourite... I think...?"
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บท 142: Complacent
With Fujino out to get pastries, Ori sits next to Cat who just awkwardly stares at the door...
"He's still alive...?" she inquires as her lover fails to rejoin them.
Ori nods, "Yep... So..."
"So..." she trails off, unsure of what to say.
"You got a name for it?" he questions.
"His name is Eman." she states with a small smile.
"You already know the gender huh..." he mutters, wondering if bringing up the subject of abortion would be a good idea... Definitely not... Especially with how she was giving the kid their dad's name...
...
"Are you... Happy...?" she quietly asks, worry apparent on her face.
"Why wouldn't I be?" he replies, not answering. "The question should be, are you happy?"
She smiles and idly rubs her small baby bump, "Happier than I've been in a long time. Things aren't complete shit anymore, they're slowly looking up..."
...
"Do you want to raise a kid...?" he tentatively asks.
She shrugs her shoulders lightly, "I don't know. I think I want to, I want to be like Dad, and I don't wanna leave Eman alone like Mom did... If nothing else, it won't just be us three alone anymore, not just you, me and Bats."
"Maybe..."
"Besides, aren't you excited to be an uncle? Not a goofy one like Bats, but a cool one that spoils whenever you visit." she smiles brightly in a slight daze as he thinks about it.
"You think I'm cool, huh?" he chuckles lightly.
She snorts, "I don't, but Eman might. Boys love muscleheads don't they?"
*Click!*
The door to the room opens, revealing a sweaty Fujino holding a box of pastries under his arm. "I-hah-, I'm back..."
"Did you run the entire way...?" Ori snickers, much to the man's chagrin.
"Forgive me if I thought the task would be far more perilous than it was. Catarina, I brought your favourite. Here." he says, handing the box over to her.
She takes one bite and squints before forcefully swallowing, "Ew... Really bro...?"
"He's the one who bought them." Ori retorts.
"Yeah, but you're the only one who likes this disgusting flavour." she grumpily tosses the box at him, "Fujiii... Could you get some more please...? My favourite is chocolate filled, by the way."
Fujino just lets out a long sigh, "A-as you wish..." he tiredly says before marching off again, all as Ori snickers at his back.
"Maybe he's not so bad as a gofer?" He bites into a rhubarb and custard roll.
"Maybe..." Cat hums, "Just don't bully him too much...?"
"No promises." Ori mutters, wondering how else he can make Fujino's life uncomfortable.
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Time passes when finally the date of the finals comes around. This time it's located in Japantown, with obvious Tyger Claw intervention to make sure things go their way.
Sampson stops his Type 66 Cthulu next to Dean and Claire Russel's truck, both situated where they'd come in the last race, on the second and third lines.
"So, looks like those ass holes won't be comin'. Without that tank of their's they're probably too scared to race!" he rolls down his window and laughs.
"I don't blame 'em. I'd not race if I had to give up my ride." Dean shrugs.
"Looks like someone came though." Sampson remarks as he spots Sasha standing behind a barrier next to the start line. "Hey babe, your boyfriend leave you here and run away or something!?"
Sasha just smirks at him however, "Can you really talk, 'Bendover Boy'?"
Sampson freezes, "W-where'd you hear that..." he grouses.
She shrugs, "Who knows, it's just funny to know where you got your start in Militech."
"Oh, I wanna hear that story." Claire cackles.
"Shut up! You just here to start shit since your man can't race?"
Sasha nods her head down the road where a dark blue Mizutani Shion was approaching. It'd obviously been modified, with armoured plates placed here and then, providing some makeshift armour.
It drives to the front and then parks itself on the first place line, causing Sampson to sputter in indignation.
Rebecca pokes her head out of the window with a lopsided grin, "Yo." she smugly greets.
"You again... You guys really think you can win with that...? It'll take a single nine mill' round and you're done!" Sampson exclaims.
"We'll just have to not get hit then... Or hit you before you can hit us." Rebecca retorts.
"Fat chance, everyone here wants a piece of you after what you did last race. Ain't that right, Dean?"
"Yeah, mind your heads today... Friends." the man states before rolling his windows back up.
Rebecca drops back into the car and glances at Ori, who was idly rapping his fingers on the steering wheel. "We gotta watch our heads apparently." she remarks while grabbing Guts from the back seat and cocking it.
"Our heads are the least of our worries if we lose this... That don't make sense...?" Ori mutters to himself and shakes his head. "We brought the 'nades right?"
Rebecca reaches over and shows the full belt of sticky bombs, "Ye-ep. Don't worry Lampost, we got this in the bag."
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"Already D-Bags! Since the qualifiers had an unfortunate and abrupt end," the announcer sends Ori and Rebecca a dirty look, "WE'RE AT THE FINALS! SO! IF YOU WANNA SHOW EVERYONE YOU'RE THE GREATEST GAS-GUZZLING GOD ABOVE THE REST OF US MORTALS, YOU GOTTA WIN THIS AND SURVIVE! SO NO HEADLESS VICTORIES THIS TIME!"
The racers rev their engines in response, some even firing their weapons in the air as the crowd cheers.
"NOW ANOTHER TALK! NOW'S THE TIME FOR ACTION! WHAT BETTER WAY TO SHOW IT THAN BY BRUTALLY MURDERING YOUR OPPONENTS? LET'S GET A COUNTDOWN!" the man shouts, pointing to a hastily erected metal arc positioned over the track, a holographic timer appearing and counting down.
"FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! GO GO GO!"
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