Carol had led Dee to the exact same spot she saw Bikky being hauled into a black Mercedes. Dee panted heavily as he closely inspected the surrounding area. He figured the car the culprit left in had to leave something behind that would lead him to his hideout. Dee eagerly searched on the ground, desperately wanting to save Bikky.
"Heh, there it is, I found it." Dee huffed as he spotted tire tracks deep in the dirt and grass, heading towards the woods. He then looked back at Carol.
"I'm going to go ahead and follow these tracks. I believe they were left by the culprit's vehicle. Hopefully, they would lead me to where the hideout is. Carol, I have everything under control. I want you to go back to Ryo." Dee told her.
"No, I won't. What about Bikky?" Carol refused.
"I'm going to save him, I promise. Now, go back to Ryo." Dee demanded her, beginning to get impatient.
The more time wasted at the park, the less time they had for saving Bikky.
"Carol, go, the more time you stand there and protest, the less time I have in rescuing Bikky."
Carol bit on her bottom lip hesitantly, but she nodded her head and ran back to Ryo's apartment. Dee watched her leave, before following the tire tracks deep into the woods, after Carol left his sight. With a determined expression on his face, Dee ran through the woods.
"I'll save you Bikky, just you wait."
Hearing his own heavy pants, Bikky finally opened his ocean blue eyes, awakening from his deep slumber. Upon awakening his vision was opaque. He couldn't see anything and to top it all off, his head was spinning and banging. His ears were even ringing He tried to move his arms, but they were bounded. Bikky was confused, so he kept trying to move his arms, but to no avail. They were only followed by "clinking" sounds. He then tried to move his legs, but he couldn't move them separately. He only managed to move them up and down. Once his vision cleared up, Bikky surveyed his surroundings. Both of his wrists were chained together and up to the wall his back leaned against. His ankles were crossed over one another and bound with rope and duct tape. He then realized he was in an abandoned warehouse. He glanced down at his clothes when he felt he was soaked.
"What the hell? Where am I?" He asked himself.
Then the idea hit him. His memory from before he was knocked out played through his mind.
"That bastard", he growled.
Bikky then smelled his shirt, curious and worried t might before what it might be. His shirt was red and covered with his blood from when he was knocked out in the back of the head with a wooden bat, but then the scent of gasoline alerted him.
"Oh crap", he mumbled quietly.
"You're finally awake, Bikky. I was beginning to worry that I may have hit you too hard", said a familiar voice.
Bikky looked up to see the same guy he remembers knocking him out.
"You sick fuck." Bikky glared at him.
"There's no need for name calling and bad language, Bikky. I know I'm depraved, twisted, crazy and sick. I'm a psychopath. I murder innocent children in cold blood for only my selfish desire, but I promise. You are going to be my last victim."
"Why is that?" Bikky asked, not really caring, but he wanted to keep the conversation going, to distract him.
"I'm going to die with you Bikky. We are going to die together." He says, smiling weakly at Bikky and with sorrow in his eyes. He covered himself with gasoline by pouring the canteen on the top of his head. He dug into his front pocket and fished out a box of matches.
"Wait a minute man, why kill yourself too?" Bikky asked nervously, waving his hands.
"They were murdered, Bikky." He says, his voice trembling as tears trickled down his red cheeks.
"Who?" Bikky asked, wanting him to continue.
"My wife and daughter; they were kidnapped and held hostage in a cell somewhere. I was contacted, afterwards by a dark organization. They needed my expertise to give them organs in exchange for my wife's and daughter's freedom and life. They had told me to mutilate children and take whatever organ they specified to me for the black market. If I refused, they were going to kill them." He confessed.
"Then why kill yourself? Aren't they still waiting for you to save them?!" Bikky asked, getting worked up.
"They're dead, Bikky. They were murdered a month ago; the exact time this all started."
Bikky was taken aback and shocked.
"I can't get away from them, Bikky. No matter what I do, I can't free myself from them. I dyed my use to be blonde hair to brown, cut it short, wore dark brown contacts and changed my name from Claude Destaroff to Leonardo Druitt. They were still able to find me. The only way I can escape from them is by death. I don't want to kill any more children. I love them so much that I dedicated my life to cure them. Every time I took away a child's life, my heart shattered and I cried uncontrollably over their corpse. I don't want to take away any more lives. I'm done Bikky. I'm done. Plus, my family is waiting for me in Heaven. I might not go there from everything I have done, but I desperately want to see them, at least one last time; to be reunited once again."
Bikky was speechless. He didn't know what to say, so he stayed silent.
"I'm sorry I had to bring you into this, Bikky. You seemed like a caring young man. I hope you will be able to forgive me." Leon says, lighting a match.
Bikky came back to reality when the match was dropped on the ground. Soon, the whole warehouse was engulfed with flames. Leon dropped onto the ground and cried as his body was lit on fire. Bikky coughed violently, trying to get the smoke he inhaled out of his system.
Dee finally made it to the warehouse Bikky was held hostage at, but it was already inflamed. Leon's Mercedes was parked outside the building.
"Shit, Bikky!" Dee yelled out. He got out his phone and called the 27th precinct.
"Dee!" Ryo quickly answered, but immediately put him on speaker.
Drake, J.J, Chief, Diana and Berkley all surrounded Ryo as they traced Dee's call.
"I finally found the hideout. It's a warehouse deep in the woods. I had to follow the culprit's tire tracks in order to find it." He said, pausing as he stared at the sight before him.
The scent of the smoke and burning wood was strong and the cackling from the burning building rang in Dee's ears.
"Thank goodness…" Ryo sighed in relief.
"But, the whole building is on fire." He finished his previous sentence.
"What?!" Ryo asked frantically, before continuing with "Is Bikky with you? Is he safe and unharmed and away from the building?"
"I'm sorry, Ryo, he's not. Bikky is still inside there, along with the culprit. There's only one escape route and that's out the front door and down the path I just took."
"No", Ryo said, his voice shaking.
"Ryo, please forgive me for what I'm about to do."
"Ryo, I may not make it back, so I'm going to tell you this again. Ryo, I love you and I forever will, even after death."
"Dee, no, please, I don't want to lose two people I care for deeply."
"You'll have one with you."
"Don't do this…." Ryo begged.
"You care about the brat a lot like a father should. I hate to admit this, but I do too. Bikky is only ten years old. He has his whole life ahead of him. You will be the perfect father for the kid. You can raise him correctly and give him everything he needs. I'm sorry I won't be able to help you raise him like I wanted. Goodbye, Ryo and remember I will always love you."
After saying that, Dee dropped his cellphone on the ground, so they could still trace his phone. He then ran into the burning building, knowing Bikky is still alive.
"Dee-senpai! Come back!" J.J. yelled.
Ryo bit his lips and wrote down the place that was traced.
"I'm going after them. Bring the fire department and the ambulance with you." Ryo demanded, running out of the building in a panic.
Dee covered his nose and mouth, so that he wouldn't inhale too much smoke as he searched for Bikky. Once he finally spotted him on the verge of unconsciousness, he quickly maneuvered himself over to him, tripping over Leon's burnt corpse. He looked over at him, glaring, before kneeling down in front of Bikky.
"It took you long enough." Bikky coughed as he gave Dee the "You're a slow ass" look.
"Be grateful I came in time to save you, you damn brat." Dee said, grinning as he untapped and untied Bikky's ankles and freed him from his chains.
Bikky rubbed his wrists.
"Now, leave Bikky! I'll be right behind you." Dee demanded him, coughing and gasping for air and making Bikky nod his head and quickly run out.
Dee coughed again as he slowly followed behind him. Near the exit/entrance, a large flaming pillar of wood fell from the ceiling and blocked Dee's path out.
"Fuck…." He mumbles.
"Dee!" Bikky cried out about to go back inside to help him.
"No, stay back you brat! Don't be stupid!"
"But…" Bikky said.
"But nothing, step back, I was expecting something like this to happen. I rescued you, knowing fully I would possibly die."
"You idiot!" Bikky yelled at him.
Dee stepped back and leaned against a nearby wall, closing his eyes and holding his head down.
"I know that. I'm stupid enough to risk my life to save a kid for the one that I am in love with. I sound kinda hopelessly romantic." He chuckled and coughed.
Bikky collapsed on the ground crying.
"Ryo would be devastated. He would be miserable without you!" Bikky retorted.
"He'll get over it. It's not like he's in love with me." Dee scoffed.
"What…are…you…talking…about…?" Bikky asked softly as he passed out on the dirt from the smoke inhalation.
"Bikky! Dee!" Ryo yelled as he came running up to the inflamed building, bringing the rest of the crew behind him, along with the fire department and an ambulance.
He knelt down towards Bikky and checked his pulse.
"He's still alive." Ryo sighed with relief again.
Bikky was then picked up, put on a stretcher and carried to the back of the ambulance truck. Carol climbed in after him, holding his hand as she sat down next to him.
"Is Dee-senpai in there?" J.J. asked as he worriedly stared at the building.
Ryo shook his head and ran into the building on impulse to see Dee, breaking down the pillar of wood that blocked his way.
"Dee!" Ryo screamed as he called out in his search for his partner.
He then heard coughing and quickly ran over to the source of it, knowing who it was. He tripped over a dead Leon and looked back, widening his eyes.
"Leon? It was you this whole time? You were the culprit all along?" Ryo asked disappointedly, shaking his head from side to side, before immediately focusing his attention on Dee.
"Dee!" Ryo yelled, jumping into his arms.
"Ryo?" Dee asked weakly and surprised.
"You idiot! What are you doing here? You could die in here you know."
"Please Dee, don't ever tell me those words again. Don't ever tell me goodbye that way again." Ryo begged.
Dee was shocked.
"I'm sorry I scared you." He said, embracing Ryo tightly and inhaling the scent of his hair.
"When you told me those words, I felt my whole world shatter, along with my heart. I felt like I was being suffocated when I thought you would leave me."
"W-what are you trying to say, Ryo?" Dee asked, hopeful.
Ryo parted from Dee to stare into his eyes deeply.
"Dee, I love you." Ryo finally confessed.
Dee blinked in shock, before he smiled.
"Even though we are engulfed into flames, I still feel ecstatic. You make me feel that way, Ryo." Dee says, before finishing with "I love you too, babe."
Ryo crashed his lips into Dee's passionately, hugging his back tightly. Dee kissed his lover back, sliding his tongue passed his lips once more. Ryo blushed and moaned, before parting.
"Now…let's….get out of here….." Ryo said coughing violently, before passing out in Dee's arms.
Dee's vision began to faze in and out, his head spinning quickly
"Fuck….." He mumbled, before passing out on top of Ryo.
A/N: Oh noes! What will happen to our two lovers? D: Stick around to find out in the final chapter! Who knows what would happen. Whatever my sick and twisted mind will come up with. ;) Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thank you for reading! :D