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Kamen Rider Kiva: Useless Things part 26 (Nago/Wataru, rated 13+)
Useless Things part 26. Nago/Wataru, spoilers for 28, and AU to boot.
Summary: Nago finds out something about Wataru, and vows to save the world.
After two weeks, Wataru was sick of being in bed. Actually, Wataru was sick of everything - his change, the presumption that he was going to be King, Nago-san and Taiga threatening each other. He wanted to experience some things for himself. Like what Nago-san kept trying to show him, only to be interrupted every time. He wanted to choose what he was, and every day it seemed like he was being figuratively tied down by a role that said "King".
In the end, he just wanted to be Wataru, son of Maya and Otoya, for his parents to have been normal people. To not be stuck halfway between human and Fangire, to be one or the other. Not to be encumbered by human manipulations or Fangire traditions, a human boyfriend or a Fangire girlfriend.
And if he was going to be that, if he was going to have any hope of staying Wataru, he had to get out of there, leave everything behind, except for some money and clothes, and things he could sell. Maybe a photograph or two as well His cellphone would have to tay in the house, too much signal to track him down.
Fortunately for him, his bodyguard had their own routine. Taiga, for example, always seemed to leave the house for a few minutes at a certain time each day. Wataru slowly packed when his caretakers weren't paying attention, and when Taiga took his break, he slowly shrugged on the backpack and painfully balanced using the cane that Dr. Takada had given him for getting around the house.
"Wataru, what are you doing?" Kiva asked as Wataru made his way slowly to the back door. Wataru tensed, hoping Taiga would take a longer-than-usual break. It was taking longer than he thought, and he had really not much time.
"I don't want to be King," Wataru said, "So I'm leaving. Taiga can be King."
"Wataru," Kivat said, flapping in front of him, "I don't think it's that easy."
"I have to try," Wataru said, ducking his companion. "Thank you for everything, and please, work with Taiga."
"You can't be serious," Kivat said. "You-"
"Are leaving," Wataru said, hoping that Taiga wasn't coming back. The backpack would be impossible to explain. "Please, Kivat. Work with Taiga. Don't stop me."
He didn't doubt that Kivat's first and last act of cooperation with Taiga would be to track him down, but his mother had taught him to be polite.
Going as fast as he could manage, he got through the gate in time to hear a motorcycle coming up. He ducked behind some nearby bushes, seeing Taiga pull up to his gate and park. He hadn't counted on Taiga having his motorcycle. It would make things easier for Taiga.
But his bodyguard was sauntering easily through the gate, totally ignoring everything but his cellphone. Wataru made it to the nearby park as fast as his overly-heavy body would allow him to, and by the time he was walking through it, he was ready to take a nap.
"Wataru-kun?"
It was Dr. Takamoto. Wataru stopped and looked at her, praying that she wasn't part of a search party. "Wataru-kun, you don't look very well. I told you about that rare disease-"
"Why are you calling puberty a disease?" Wataru asked simply. He hoped he didn't sound as tired as he felt. To his surprise, Dr. Takamoto shrunk a little.
"I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't realize... um, what are you doing walking around in the middle of it? You shouldn't even be up. And you've got a backpack. Is something wrong?"
She looked genuinely worried, and Wataru remembered what Dr. Takada had said about her. She might have been manipulative, but she was also a good doctor, concerned about her patients.
"I wanted to take a walk while I still could," he said, copying Nago-san's best glare. "Is there anything wrong with that?"
Dr. Takamoto actually took a step back. "No, my lord, it's just... I am a doctor, you know. I'll be nearby if you need me."
She practically retreated, not that Wataru cared. He hobbled through the park, wondering where Taiga would look first. Too tired to care, he chose a particularly secluded part of the park and flopped down, hoping to get at least a little rest.
"Chu, chu!"
Wataru groaned as he saw the golden figure shoot out of the trees. "Tatsulot, go home. Work with Taiga, like I told you."
"But you told Kivat-ani that, not me," the little golden dragon said. "You're not all right, chu chu."
"No," Wataru admitted. "But I can't live like I've been living." He smiled up at Tatsulot. "Thank you for all you've done for me." No harm in chatting with Tatsulot while he rested, he decided. He needed the strength to make it to the nearest train station.
Once he got to a train station, he'd buy tickets. Maybe to Kyoto, or someplace down south. He wasn't sure what he'd do for a living, but he'd find something. Dai-chan - Rook - had done it with no skills. And all he had were the useless ones his mother had taught him.
He wondered if they'd send Rook after him. The Fangire was still alive, after all.
Wataru lay, watching the sky, and hoped he'd regain his strength soon.
Summary: Nago finds out something about Wataru, and vows to save the world.
After two weeks, Wataru was sick of being in bed. Actually, Wataru was sick of everything - his change, the presumption that he was going to be King, Nago-san and Taiga threatening each other. He wanted to experience some things for himself. Like what Nago-san kept trying to show him, only to be interrupted every time. He wanted to choose what he was, and every day it seemed like he was being figuratively tied down by a role that said "King".
In the end, he just wanted to be Wataru, son of Maya and Otoya, for his parents to have been normal people. To not be stuck halfway between human and Fangire, to be one or the other. Not to be encumbered by human manipulations or Fangire traditions, a human boyfriend or a Fangire girlfriend.
And if he was going to be that, if he was going to have any hope of staying Wataru, he had to get out of there, leave everything behind, except for some money and clothes, and things he could sell. Maybe a photograph or two as well His cellphone would have to tay in the house, too much signal to track him down.
Fortunately for him, his bodyguard had their own routine. Taiga, for example, always seemed to leave the house for a few minutes at a certain time each day. Wataru slowly packed when his caretakers weren't paying attention, and when Taiga took his break, he slowly shrugged on the backpack and painfully balanced using the cane that Dr. Takada had given him for getting around the house.
"Wataru, what are you doing?" Kiva asked as Wataru made his way slowly to the back door. Wataru tensed, hoping Taiga would take a longer-than-usual break. It was taking longer than he thought, and he had really not much time.
"I don't want to be King," Wataru said, "So I'm leaving. Taiga can be King."
"Wataru," Kivat said, flapping in front of him, "I don't think it's that easy."
"I have to try," Wataru said, ducking his companion. "Thank you for everything, and please, work with Taiga."
"You can't be serious," Kivat said. "You-"
"Are leaving," Wataru said, hoping that Taiga wasn't coming back. The backpack would be impossible to explain. "Please, Kivat. Work with Taiga. Don't stop me."
He didn't doubt that Kivat's first and last act of cooperation with Taiga would be to track him down, but his mother had taught him to be polite.
Going as fast as he could manage, he got through the gate in time to hear a motorcycle coming up. He ducked behind some nearby bushes, seeing Taiga pull up to his gate and park. He hadn't counted on Taiga having his motorcycle. It would make things easier for Taiga.
But his bodyguard was sauntering easily through the gate, totally ignoring everything but his cellphone. Wataru made it to the nearby park as fast as his overly-heavy body would allow him to, and by the time he was walking through it, he was ready to take a nap.
"Wataru-kun?"
It was Dr. Takamoto. Wataru stopped and looked at her, praying that she wasn't part of a search party. "Wataru-kun, you don't look very well. I told you about that rare disease-"
"Why are you calling puberty a disease?" Wataru asked simply. He hoped he didn't sound as tired as he felt. To his surprise, Dr. Takamoto shrunk a little.
"I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't realize... um, what are you doing walking around in the middle of it? You shouldn't even be up. And you've got a backpack. Is something wrong?"
She looked genuinely worried, and Wataru remembered what Dr. Takada had said about her. She might have been manipulative, but she was also a good doctor, concerned about her patients.
"I wanted to take a walk while I still could," he said, copying Nago-san's best glare. "Is there anything wrong with that?"
Dr. Takamoto actually took a step back. "No, my lord, it's just... I am a doctor, you know. I'll be nearby if you need me."
She practically retreated, not that Wataru cared. He hobbled through the park, wondering where Taiga would look first. Too tired to care, he chose a particularly secluded part of the park and flopped down, hoping to get at least a little rest.
"Chu, chu!"
Wataru groaned as he saw the golden figure shoot out of the trees. "Tatsulot, go home. Work with Taiga, like I told you."
"But you told Kivat-ani that, not me," the little golden dragon said. "You're not all right, chu chu."
"No," Wataru admitted. "But I can't live like I've been living." He smiled up at Tatsulot. "Thank you for all you've done for me." No harm in chatting with Tatsulot while he rested, he decided. He needed the strength to make it to the nearest train station.
Once he got to a train station, he'd buy tickets. Maybe to Kyoto, or someplace down south. He wasn't sure what he'd do for a living, but he'd find something. Dai-chan - Rook - had done it with no skills. And all he had were the useless ones his mother had taught him.
He wondered if they'd send Rook after him. The Fangire was still alive, after all.
Wataru lay, watching the sky, and hoped he'd regain his strength soon.