chapter one of heating up the kitchen

Chapter One

Gabbie Akechi had just got off the phone with her dad who
invited her back to the house for her younger brothers birthday, which would be
this weekend. She was at school a state over for her baking. She had settled
in, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to go back. Gabbie the headstrong sarcastic
second daughter of Kit and Mitsuhide Akechi was finally on her own and loving
every minute of it. School was going well, and she had settled into dorm life
and was finally happy with her life.

Having been in the shadows of her older sister Rin all of
her life, she was glad of this new start. She knew her parents understood her,
most of all her dad, who had adopted them four years ago right before the first
of the other kids were born. She had loved seeing her mom happy, and with a
biological child she had wanted for so long, but the fact she had adopted four
kids when she was nineteen made it, so she didn’t date at all. Then Mitsuhide
entered their lives and was a whirlwind of things that, in the end, was exactly
what the family needed.

Mitsuhide didn’t just enter their lives he stepped in and
helped when their mother had needed help. Rin’s boyfriend had abducted her with
the help of his father, and they had left her for dead in a frozen lake in
winter. It was her mothers knowledge of the area and Mitsuhide’s quick action
that had saved her sisters life. Gabbie was forever grateful, but at the same
time, it had left her leery of men in general. She didn’t date. She didn’t even
want to date. She was eighteen and happy to be on her own, sort of.

Only one man had ever made her feel like she could be
anything other than alone. However, he was also like her uncle through her
father. A member of his special forces unit. Masamune Date was many things in
life, but he was one of the driving factors in Gabbie’s choice of fields to go
into. Masa liked to cook. He would be over and make meals for the family every
weekend so they would have real food to eat during the week. Gabbie had spent
the time with him while he made them. She watched him in the kitchen, and she
realized she did have a slight crush on him. Masamune only thought of her as a
brat. She knew that.

“What’s up?” she answered her phone.

“Seeing if you are coming home for the weekend kiddo.” The
deep masculine voice said.

“Masa.” she said, “I am eighteen now can you stop with the
kiddo crap?” Gabbie said as she curled up on her bed.

“I guess if you really want me to Princess,” Masa said, and
Gabbie knew he was smiling as he flirted without thought. She knew better than
to think anything about it.

“Yeah, I am coming home. Dad just called me.” Gabbie said.

“You don’t sound too excited about the prospect of coming
home,” Masa said with a hint of concern clouding his normally playful voice. It
matched his personality perfectly. He could be discussing an upcoming mission
with Mitsuhide that was completely serious and be down rolling on the floor
playing with one of the babies or boogs.

“I, well, I am not sure,” Gabbie said. “I mean mom and dad
have their hands full. Rin will probably be there. Me coming back, the house is
going to be packed.”

“Still don’t like crowds, Princess?” he asked.

“Masa it isn’t that I don’t like crowds. I just like quiet
so I can think and design,” she said. “I do have finals soon, and I have to
figure out what I plan on baking for them.”

“Whatever you make will be fine,” Masa said.

“Whatever.” Gabbie said with a huff. She knew the man on the
other end would think anything she made in the kitchen was good because the two
of them were the ones stuck with the cooking. He handled the meals, and she did
all the baking for every one of the events.

“If you don’t want to stay at the house because your parents
might cramp your style you can crash at my place. You know the door is always
open for family.” Masa said.

“Thanks, Masa but I don’t think that would be a good idea
either.” Gabbie said.

“Why not?” he asked. “We can get a head start on everything
for the party if you did. Actually, I think it is one of my better ideas. You
should stay with me.”

“Let me talk to dad.” Gabbie said, and she could hear Masa
smiling into the phone.

“Let me know,” Masa said as he hung up. Gabbie looked at the
phone and stared off into space. Now she really didn’t think that going home
would be a good idea. She knew she had to deal with her stupid crush on the man
sooner or later.

“Boyfriend?” her roommate Jenna asked.

“What?” Gabbie asked as she looked up at her roommate.

“Was that your boyfriend?” Jenna asked.

“No, my uncle.” Gabbie replied. “Well, sort of. He really
isn’t my uncle. He is my dad’s friend from work.”

“Oh,” Jenna said as she settled into her bunk across the
room. Gabbie wondered what that oh meant. She didn’t think it meant much of
anything when her roommate pipped up again, “Do you even have a boyfriend?”

“No.,” Gabbie replied. “No time.”

“You could always make time,” Jenna said with a giggle.

“I really don’t have the time.” Gabbie said as she reached
for her light. It was still early, but she wanted to relax and watch something
on her tablet before she went to bed. She did not want to have a conversation
about boys with her roommate. She flipped her tablet open, and the lock screen
was her and Masa when she turned sixteen in front of the cake they had made.
She thought to herself, why did I have to get a crush on him of all people.

Masamune Date looked at the phone as he hung up. He had no
idea why he offered to let her stay at his house. It had to be he understood to
a point that she did need her space. Everyone at some time had been focused on
Rin that she was overlooked a lot. He had tried to make sure she knew that she
was important too, but he didn’t know if it was enough. He had always tried to
think of her as a younger sister and take her under his wing when he found out
she liked cooking as well. He was not supposed to think of her the way he did.
Her hair had gotten longer the last time he saw her, the dark brown had become
sun lightened, and it looked good against her pale skin. He knew for a fact he
was not supposed to feel the way he did whenever she was around either.

From the first day when she took the strainer off the wall
and hit him into the ground until both of them were laughing to the point of
tears, he knew she was special. She was the daughter of two of his friends. He
was allowed to be her uncle by proxy, he knew he could never be anything more
than that.

He was twenty-six now, and his mind had turned to try and
find someone he could be with for the rest of his life. All the guys had in the
past few years as the pretty doctor had married his friend and coworker. All
their minds had changed. Masamune wondered to himself why when he thought of
the perfect woman for him, her face always popped up. Normally he accepted fate
and rolled with the punches but this one time. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t. He
really, really wanted to move on from her. He looked over to the bookshelf and
saw the pictures he had up there. She was in almost every one of them. She had
starred a major role in his life so far. It was time to change that role to
something else.

He wasn’t sure what though…

“Did you talk with both of the girls?” Kit asked as she was
trying to wrangle the baby to take his bottle.

“I did,” Mitsuhide replied as he was washing one of the
twins in the tub with their other son.

“So?” she asked.

“So what?” he asked back.

“How did Gabbie sound?” she asked.

“Like she was thinking,” he replied.

“Thinking?” she asked.

“I don’t think she wanted to come home, babe,” Mitsuhide
said as he stood in the doorway with one baby laying down in his arm and the
other toddler wrapped up in a shark towel.

“Gee, I wonder why?” she asked with a laugh. “Where is

“Downstairs with Kissi,” he replied as he fought to get the
PJs on the boys.

“Did you tell them?” she asked, eyeing him.

“I did,” he replied.

“Mitsuhide, that is probably why. I mean seriously we have a
kid every year, in some cases two.” She said.

“Kit, that doesn’t matter,” he said with a smile. “Our two
perfectly capable headstrong daughters both have something on their minds.
Though we are the cool parents everyone else wishes they could be, it is time
for our girls to find their feet and find someone.”

“Someone?” Kit asked.

“Well, in Rin’s case, he has been in her face for years. It
is time to give them both a little push. Rin will probably be staying with Yuki
for the weekend.” he said with his devilish grin.

“Mitsuhide, do not interfere.” Kit said, changing her tone.

“I am not interfering,” Mitsuhide said, deepening his grin.
“I am pushing.”

“Same difference.” Kit said. “And Gabbie?”

“Well, she had the same issue as Rin. He was there and in
her face as well.” Mitsuhide said.

“Who?” Kit asked perplexed that she didn’t see her second
daughter liking someone and not telling her.

“Sweetheart think.”. Mitsuhide said as he looked at his

“I honestly have no clue Mitsuhide.” Kit said, wrinkling her

“Masamune didn’t just come over to make sure we ate, honey,”
Mitsuhide said, flashing his grin her way again.

“Stop with that look. I am already pregnant again.” She

“What look?” Mitsuhide asked innocently.

“Masamune?” she asked, and he nodded.

“Are all the guys in your unit hot for our daughters?” she

“Rin, I can understand she looks like you,” he replied. “It
is uncanny, to be honest. However, since I have you, they focused on the next
best thing.”

“And Gabbie?” she asked.

“Is beautiful in her own way,” Mitsuhide said with a smile.
“As the complete opposite of you, she is a dark beauty in her own right. If I
was younger, I would like her too if I wasn’t her dad.”

“I guess you are right.” Kit said as she thought of her two
girls and knew they both could and would turn heads everywhere they went in

“I know I am right.” he beamed at her.

“But really Masamune?” she asked. “You are okay with that?”

“I will deal with it if anything ever comes of it. She may
break him into a million pieces.” Mitsuhide replied.

“This should be fun to watch.” she giggled.

“This is what parenting is all about.”

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into the darkness 19

The team entered the building as a unit. All together and then broke up into pairs leaving her to stand at the front of the building. The other agencies were being called in now. They didn’t want to give any possible warning time so the time of breach it would be called in. She could only imagine the hell it will be outside in a few minutes. She almost had to smile as she walked into the building. They were minutes away from ending her personal nightmare. It was finally going to be over.

The building itself was a run-down warehouse. She had been inside it once before while playing with her cousins as a child. She could remember the inside clearly and the natural mustiness it had from being vacant for so long. It still had that smell. It wasn’t death yet. It had no rotting corpses for her to find that had been there for weeks or months. Anything she would find would be fresh today. Though she hoped they got there in time, she knew there would be some. She hated that part of knowledge.

The noise on the floor above where she was was her first indication that they found things. She could hear of the comms that something was there but since she was mostly an outsider to there they on verbal shorthand she didn’t know exactly what. Mitsunari showed up at her side and told her to go upstairs. She walked quickly and quietly up the marble staircase and started her way to the spot. They knew she would be there as they watched her from the open room. They moved slightly as she rounded the door to look inside. Her father lay slumped in the corner with her sister at his feet. She took a deep intake of breath as her father opened his eyes and looked dead into hers.

“Dad?”, she asked.

“Kit?”, he asked.

“Dad!”, she said as she walked into the room.

“He is still here.”, her father said. “He was going to……”

“I know dad.”, she said as she moved closer. “These are my friends. We are going to clear the rest of the building.”

“He wants you.”, her father stated.

“I know.”, she smiled.

“Be careful.”, Her father said as he looked at the form on the floor with pity.

“Don’t dad.”, she said. “She was gone a long time ago.”

“I know that now. I tried. I tried.”, her father said.

“I know dad.”, She replied as she stood up from her crouching position. Hideyoshi walked over to her and nodded. She knew she would be leaving her father in his hands as well as the body of her sister who lay at his feet. She looked up into Hideyoshi’ s eyes. “Protect them.”

“I will.”, He replied, and she turned to the door. She nodded and made her way to them.

“He is in the basement.”, she said.

“How do you know that?”, Nobunaga asked.

“Start at the bottom and work your way up.”, she said, and they looked at her.

“He always killed from the bottom to the top.”, she said. “I guess we didn’t get that far over the week of going over this or I thought you already saw the pattern.”

“If you say so.”, Oda replied, and they made their way to the stairs and went down so quietly she wondered if this was a dream. It seemed though the eight men who were with her were big and very muscled they all moved with a silence that almost defined them. She was sure the only noise that could be heard was her heart beating so loud that everyone should be able to hear it. As they got to the bottom, they made a line with her in the middle. They opened the door and propped it open as they walked through again on silent feet. She was trapped in the middle as she glanced around the open bay. She spotted the first woman who was now hanging from the wall. Slumped over but she could see with her experienced eyes the woman was freshly dead. They moved as one unit throughout the room. Then they broke off and blocked all doors leaving her surprising alone in the middle of the vast room. She knew what they were doing, she didn’t like it, though she understood. She wondered how they got Mitsuhide to agree to use her for the bait. She had the doubts that he would have gone through with that without some very good reason.

The reason was they knew if she were protected, he would continue to hide. Knowing the building as well as he did. That could be a long and drawn out search. It could take days or even weeks. The quickest way to draw him out was her.

“Did you like the gifts?”, She heard as she stood in the middle of the room. She had to hope the men also heard it though they were scattered throughout the room.

“Not really.”, She answered though she could not place where he was in the room. The voice had echoed off walls in the process of reaching her. The low light was just enough to make the shadows seem as they themselves were moving.

“I am sorry then. I thought you would like to add to your collection.”, the voice said.

“Devin?”, she asked.

“Is not here at the moment.”, the voice said.

“Then who are you?”, she asked.


“Devon what are you doing here exactly?”, she asked.

“What does it look like?”, He asked in the darkness. She could tell he was moving around but still could not locate him. Neither could the other men who are now aware of his presence in the openness of the room.

“I am not sure that is why I asked.”, she replied.

“I am trying to find out how to fix him.”, he replied.

“Him?”, she asked.

“My son.”, he replied.

“Damien?”, she asked.

“A fitting name for the devils own son, don’t you think?”, he asked.

“So you’re the devil?”, she asked.

“No.,” he replied. “I was merely a pawn as well.”

“Jenny was the devil?”, she asked.

“And she has returned back to hell.”, he said almost laughing.

“You killed her?”, she asked.

“No. Your father did that on his own. I knew bringing him here was a bad idea. She knew it would bring you though.”, he replied. “All I wanted was for you to be here.”

“Why would you want that?”, She asked. She knew if she could keep him talking the better the chance someone would figure out where he was and take him out.

“That should be easy to figure out.”, he replied.

“I don’t understand why.”, she said.

“You should. She was the devil you are an angel.”, he said.

“So Jenny was bad that must mean I am good, then?”, she asked.

“Something like that.”, he replied.

“I still don’t understand though.”, she said.

“Understand what?”, he asked back.

“Why you wanted me here.”, she said. “Why did you do this, all of this?”, she asked.

“I told you to see how to fix him. That is where you come in though. He is broken. My only son is broken because the devil is half of him. You are the angel. You must know how to fix him.”, he said.

“He isn’t broken. He is just different.”, she said.

“His blood is tainted with pure evil.”, he replied.

“I still have no idea why you are here doing this to all these people.”, She said knowing every time she spoke the voice got a little louder. She couldn’t see the team as they had all moved to different places.

“I had to find out if it was her or me.”, He said as she felt the breath on her neck. He had managed to get right in back of her without her even knowing. She took a step forward and turned around. There he was. The same man as the one she knew as an agent for the federal government. She had seen him on the different sites for this case. She had never thought it was him.

“It was her. Her tainted blood, not mine. Now I need yours to fix him.”, he said softly.

“My blood won’t fix him.’, she said.

“You are the avenging angel. Of course, it will.”, he stated.

“I am not an angel.”, she said.

“But you are. It was only because of a divine presence that you are here.”, he said. “I made sure of that.”

“What do you mean?”, she asked.

“No one could figure any of this out because I am beyond any of you mere mortals.”, he stated.

“Who am I speaking with now?”, she asked.

“You don’t recognize my sister?”, He asked, and she was confused. He was not another of her brothers.

“I can’t see you.”, she said softly.

“Keep him talking princess.”, she her over the comms softly.

“I’m trying.”, she said as she answered the team. “I’m trying to understand who you are.” She said as if to keep all attention on her and have him forget the team’s presence.

“Azriel it is me.”, he said.

“Azriel?”, she asked.

“You do not recognize me even now?’, He asked as he stepped closer. She was confused but knew who Azriel was. The avenging angel. She was this to him? She was now trying to keep up with a delusion mind and knew that would be impossible. She took a leap of faith and spoke out again.

“Uriel?”, she asked.

“You do know who I am.”, He smiled a cold smile as she looked him over again. Nothing changed as he moved through these personalities. It wasn’t like she expected at all. He was still speaking though it was the same person she had met in the first warehouses. She wondered if he even realized at the time that he was responsible for the carnage in the buildings. He thought he was an angel. He thought she was an angel as well and his sister. She was racking her brain for the memories of the angels that her mother had made her learn. She had never liked the stories, and she had blocked out most of what her mother had said to her over the years.

“It is you!”, she played along.

“I knew you would know me.”, he replied as he stepped forward.

“Of course I would.”, she said as she tried to step back.

“Why do you have one of the human weapons? Where is your sword?”, he asked as if he was now questioning her.

“I have to pretend as well as you do.”, She said with a smile. She heard the whip crack before she felt the pain in her hand as the gun went flying.

“Lair.”, he said as his voice changed.

“I know not of what you speak.”, she said.

“Yes, you do!”, he said. “You are not her. You are not the angel!”

“I am.”, she replied.

“You are not!”, he yelled, and she felt the whip crack again on her shoulder.

“I don’t know why you are doing this!”, she yelled out.

“You must die.”, He said as she stumbled backward again. The room had grown deadly silent, and she wondered if she was already dead, but the pain in her shoulder was enough to keep her tethered to the spot. She was alive. She knew that. The pain grew and lanced throughout her body.

“What did you put on the whip?”, she asked.

“You will never find out.”, He replied. She stumbled and fell back. The pain was now shooting throughout her body. It was poisoned. The whip was poisoned. She looked around as she stumbled yet again and moved backward trying to get out of the way of the ends of the whip. He raised it one more time and went to send it cracking towards her when a shot echoed out and he fell backward.

She got to her feet again and looked at where he had been standing. The body on the floor was not moving, and she moved closer. She looked at the man who had been trying to kill her a few seconds ago and saw the dead center bullet hole in the middle of his forehead. She turned and looked at the person who had shot him. He pulled off his mask, and a pair of yellow eyes glowed in the darkness. They were the last things she saw as she crumbled to the ground.



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into the darkness 14

When the light was fading from the new day Mitsuhide walked back up the stairs to go down the hallway and around the corner to his room, she was laying on her side and still fast asleep. The sight transfixed him as he just stood there and looked over her extremely prone body. He didn’t want to wake her knowing she hadn’t slept for more than twenty minutes at a time over the past three days. However, he knew he had too.

He wanted to scout out if they could find the building. Part of him wanted to leave her behind because bringing her close to the building where they thought the man was keeping her father and sister would be more troubling to her knowing she couldn’t go in just yet. The plan was in four days their stand down would be over, and she would work her magic and get them called into the site. She knew this, they knew this, and most of all he thought it was rather sound though she had not shared how she would get them called in. The reality of the situation was simple the complex nature of human emotions was not that simple though. He knew she would be conflicted. He didn’t want to be the one to place her in that complex grey area of knowledge but not being able to do anything to help her family members.
He sat on the bed as he touched her hair gently. Far to gently to wake her as he felt the silkiness of the strands as he lifted it. He couldn’t help but admire her. She was very different from other women. She was stronger than more men, but here she lay totally asleep and somewhat relaxed she was even more beautiful. He couldn’t believe she was there in his bed though he knew she was. It had been a long time since he let down that wall between himself and the fairer sex knowing they frequently just caused pain and trouble where ever they go.
“Princess.”, he said softly. “Sweetheart it is time to wake up.”
“Hmm, five more minutes.”, she mumbled, and that brought a chuckle out of him.
“Sweetheart you need to get up now.”, he said as he watched her begin to wake up and her eyes fluttered open he could see even in sleeps haze they were clearer than they had been. “There she is.”
“What Mitsuhide?”, She asked. Her voice scratchy and soft from sleeps magic.
“Princess, we need to go for a drive before it gets too dark.”, he said.
“Damien led you to the building?”, she asked as she stretched and yawned.
“I think so.”, he replied.
“Alright.”, She said as she flung off the covers to stand and his eyes glanced over her frame encased with his shirt that had ridden up as she slept. Her lower torso was bare, and he could see how small she had become.
“After the trip than we will pick something up to eat.”, Mitsuhide said.
“More eating?”, she asked as she rubbed her eyes.
“You need it.”, he said as he really found his voice.
“Don’t start.”, she replied.
“Start with what?”, he asked completely innocently.
“Trying to be like a big brother.”, she said. “I have enough of those.”
“Trust me, my dear, I do not want to play your brother in any scenario your head may conjure.”, Mitsuhide said with a chuckle.
“Why not?”, she asked.
“Your brother can not do this.”, He said as he brushed the hair off her neck and gave it a quick peck. He felt the shivers that ran through her and took that as his prize for the encounter.
“No, no they can’t.”, she said as she laughed.
“If you are looking for a brother though look at Hide, he seems to like the role.”, Mitsuhide said as he stood and pulled her along with him off the bed.
“I just said I have enough brothers. I don’t need anymore.”, she said.
“How many is enough?”, he asked.
“Ten.”, she replied.
“You have ten brothers?”, Mitsuhide asked.
“Yup.”, she said.
“So that’s where you learned to scrap like you do.”, he said with a smile.
“No, I learned how to fight from Aaron and Bear.”, she said with a smile. “I am the youngest and the smallest in the family. My brothers though a royal pain in the ass never really fought with me. I wasn’t that important.”
“Not that important?”, he asked.
“I wasn’t like my sisters.”, she said.
“What is that supposed to mean?”, he asked as he came to a complete halt in front of her.
“My sisters are exotic. I am rather plain.”, she said with a shoulder shrug.
“And?”, he asked.
“And what? They had their hands full looking out for them. I was just the one with my head in a book.”, she said.
“You really think that?”, Mitsuhide asked.
“What? They did have to look out for my sisters, and I was the one with my head in a book.”, she replied.
“You are far from plain, my dear.”, he said.
“Right.”, she replied.
“Do you not realize how you affect the men around you?”, he asked.
“They think of me mostly as a little sister.”, she said rather flatly.
“No, my dear, they probably treat you that way as not to offend you. You, however, affect every single one of them when you are near.”, Mitsuhide said. “Anyone of them would jump for a chance.”
“What are you talking about?”, she asked.
“My Dear, this.”, And he lowered his head and kissed her again. As his lips hovered above hers when he was through, “Every man wants to do this.”
“You have lost your mind.”, she said almost breathlessly.
“Only about you, my love.”, he said as he straightened back to standing with a tremendous effort for not picking her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and showing her exactly how she clouded his mind.
She just shook her head at him with a half smile. She couldn’t believe what he was saying. None of the men around her ever acted like they wanted anything to do with her. This man, however, had shown her numerous times he was maybe interested though she couldn’t tell outright if he was playing his famous mind games or his interest was real. She hated not being able to read people as well as everyone else. It was one of those reasons when she chose to be a doctor she had selected the field she was in, instead of being a practicing doctor. Her patients only had one problem. They were dead, and she had to find the cause a puzzle but still not as complicated as trying to understand human behavior.
“Damien?”, Mitsuhide called out, and they heard a murmur from the front room. They went to go see and found the boy sitting in the spot she had been for the past few days.
“What are you doing?”, she asked.
“I was seeing why you sat here. It is not comfortable, Auntie.”, Damien said as he was trying to figure out things his own way.
“No, it really isn’t.”, she replied as she sat down in front of him.
“Then why?”, the boy asked.
“I had to find something.”, she said. “Something in my mind.”
“Did you find it?”, Damien asked.
“No, but I will.”, she said with a smile. “Now Mitsuhide wants to go for a drive.”
“I know.”, Damien said with his usual disgust for the car.
“I do have something for you though. It came earlier.”, Mitsuhide said as he went to go get a box that was delivered while she was sleeping. He handed the box over to Damien.
“A box?”, Damien asked.
“Damien, he wants you to open it.”, she said.
“He does?”, Damien asked as he looked at his aunt. She nodded her head and then looked up to Mitsuhide who was now confused at this new behavior from the boy. She stood next to him and sent him a plea with her eyes.
“What? Yes, it is for you. You can open the box.”, Mitsuhide said as he cleared his throat.
“How do I open it?”, Damien asked.
“Like this.”, She said as she pushed on one side of the box and loosened the tape and then she tore a bit off. She showed him how to pull it off. She looked up at Mitsuhide who wore his confusion in his eyes. “Damien finish opening the box. Don’t worry if you rip it either. Mitsuhide wants you to have what is in the box, not the box itself.” She looked at Mitsuhide and stood next to him, “come with me.”
“What in the hell was that about?”, Mitsuhide asked as they reached the living room. He was sure he was speaking quietly, but as her eyes darted back to the room, he realized he must have been louder than he had thought.
“Jenny has a weird way of parenting. She won’t allow him to do anything she deems dangerous. He has never been given something out of the box. She normally has everything completely ready for him. I tried to step in a few times saying he needed to learn how to do things, but she wouldn’t allow it. He never got a “box” before.”, she explained.
“Does she not realize he will finish growing up and have to be out in the real world someday?”, Mitsuhide asked.
“I don’t think she does.”, she replied as she looked at him. “She only sees his problems not that he is high functioning. Can he get overwhelmed at times, of course, but can’t we all?”, she said.
“I think that is a given.”, Mitsuhide replied. “He needs some real-world training.”
“I know.”, she said with a smile, “What’s in the box?”
“Go see for yourself.”, He smiled. She went back to the room to find that the box had been ripped to shreds and she laughed. She looked at the box that the shipping one contained. It was a set of headphones. She looked up at Mitsuhide with an unspoken question.
“Damien, the hearing protection you had before that you told me didn’t work, these are like that but slightly different. Instead of blocking out the sound which you said didn’t work these change the sound. I would like to see if they work better for you.”, Mitsuhide said, and the boy’s eyes lit up in a way she had never seen before.
“I think we should.”, Damien said to her surprise.
“Let’s get them out of the package then.”, Mitsuhide said as he sat down in front of Damien and he went step by step how to open the box to get the new headphones out. When the pair was finally out Damien placed them on his head and walked around.
“He told you about the last pair?”, She asked.
“When we discussed a drive the first time a few days ago.”, Mitsuhide said. “When we weren’t thinking of the case or you we did talk, ya know.”, Mitsuhide said. “I got the idea that the noise blocking system wasn’t right for him as they don’t actually block noise very well. These are a newer technology that stabilizes noise. It doesn’t block it. It changes it.”
“You really are trying with him.”, she said.
“Why wouldn’t I?”, Mitsuhide asked.
“People write him off.”, she said.
“I am not people.”, he replied over his shoulder.
“No, Mitsuhide Akechi you certainly are not.”, she said with a smile as she followed in his wake as they both stopped and looked at Damien in the living room walking around with his new hearing protection on.
“I still think he needs to go to an art school.”, Mitsuhide said softly. “He has too much talent for it not to be tapped into.”
“Jenny won’t ever send him to one.”, she said.
“Maybe I will.”, Mitsuhide said with a half smile.
“As a gift?”, she asked.
“Something like that.”, he said. “Damien lets go see if these suckers work.”
“Alright.”, Damien said as he packed up his special bag that he took everywhere, and Mitsuhide grabbed the few pictures that the boy had drawn, and they all headed to the car.