[FANFICTION] In Denial About Death (4/6)
Title: In Denial About Death
Author: baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Character death, angst, character abuse, and beta'd.
Summary: For kink meme. Klavier deals with the fact his brother has opted for an early death.
Author's Notes: I couldn't help it. As soon as I saw this prompt, I just had to fill it out from beginning to end. D:
Word Count: 787
In Denial About Death
Chapter Four
“Excuse me?” The detective responded.
“Lies,” he said with an extremely dark tone. “These are all lies!” He raised his voice as he shifted his gaze to her.
He didn’t know if it was rage, shock, or sadness that’s causing him to act like this. He just couldn’t control it but he had to admit he felt something in him break. Something in him that felt that it was locked now broke free.
He reached over to grab Detective Skye but she moved away from him in haste. Klavier couldn’t blame her but he sought her out. He needed her in this time.
He crept closer and closer to her but she continued to move away until she hit the wall. He grabbed her.
“Detective,” he said in a dark voice. “Come here. That’s an order.”
“No!” she screamed. Klavier merely got closer.
Soon he reached for her shoulder but suddenly he felt something hit him hard on his cheek. He fell back.
He didn’t move but he didn’t want to, although he did place a hand over his eyes. By now, the tears flowed down his tanned face. His head pounded but he didn’t care. He knew he deserved that punch. He almost did something unforgivable to one of his best detectives. He felt so guilty but his shock had finally gone away and sadness overflowed him.
What have I done? I’m no better than my bruder. I’m the one who’s let Mutti and Vater down. Kristoph has more honor than I could ever hope to have. I’m a failure as a man.
He didn’t care if Detective Skye heard him cry. He couldn’t deny it anymore. It was right there. It came out from his brother’s lips to the stenographer’s fingertips. It was right there, on the record. There was no logical way of refuting it. He couldn’t disprove it.
“Klavier?” the woman finally spoke. Her voice was quite hoarse from the screaming she did. “Klavier… I know you didn’t mean it… I’m sorry. I had to protect myself.”
“No. You are not in the wrong, my dear,” he said, in between his quiet sobs. “You were very well in your right to defend yourself against me. Who knows what I would have done to you?”
“Klavier, I know you’re not like this.” Klavier heard her rise up. It was silent for a few more moments. “We should get going to the Detention Center. It’s nearly 11PM.”
Klavier couldn’t face her. He just couldn’t.
“I’m a lowly man, Detective Skye. I’ll have you transferred to someone who’s less…” he paused, “how do you say, dramatical.”
“Look, I am going with you, Gavin! There is nothing you can say to me that won’t change my mind.”
“Then you’re-“
“Nu-uh! You’re not of sound mind to make such a decision! After all, who’s going to keep you in line at the crime scenes if you keep lounging around like this? You say you don’t have any honor! That’s clearly bullshit! You’re nothing like Kristoph! You couldn’t take a life! You don’t have it in you!”
Klavier was astounded at the profanity his subordinate spewed out but she was right - he wasn’t anything like Kristoph. While Kristoph had no qualms about killing and had no respect for life, as he mentioned in the transcript, Klavier was quite different.
“Come on, Klavier. It’s too late to get some dinner now, but there’s probably some fast food restaurant that’s opened.”
He turned and saw her tear-stained face, smiling. He couldn’t say what he felt. He just felt weak. He wanted to eat but he knew he’d throw it back out if he did. He didn’t think he could eat for the rest of the night.
“Mein Fraulein,” he started softly as he started to help himself off the ground. “I believe I lost my appetite. There is no way I’ll be able to consume anything.”
Detective Skye helped him up although he could feel her hand shaking. He still felt horrible for what he almost did to her. He tried to help himself up so he could limit their physical contact as much as he could - at least until his best detective felt safe with him once again.
The woman nodded as she gathered up her things and placed them back in her large bag. Klavier watched her out of the corner of his eye and once again felt guilty. He still felt a lot of sadness from his realization that Kristoph was indeed going to die that night. He glanced outside his window.
I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive myself. Not after tonight. I know what I need to do to make this right between us.
Chapter Three - Chapter Five
Author: baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Character death, angst, character abuse, and beta'd.
Summary: For kink meme. Klavier deals with the fact his brother has opted for an early death.
Author's Notes: I couldn't help it. As soon as I saw this prompt, I just had to fill it out from beginning to end. D:
Word Count: 787
In Denial About Death
Chapter Four
“Excuse me?” The detective responded.
“Lies,” he said with an extremely dark tone. “These are all lies!” He raised his voice as he shifted his gaze to her.
He didn’t know if it was rage, shock, or sadness that’s causing him to act like this. He just couldn’t control it but he had to admit he felt something in him break. Something in him that felt that it was locked now broke free.
He reached over to grab Detective Skye but she moved away from him in haste. Klavier couldn’t blame her but he sought her out. He needed her in this time.
He crept closer and closer to her but she continued to move away until she hit the wall. He grabbed her.
“Detective,” he said in a dark voice. “Come here. That’s an order.”
“No!” she screamed. Klavier merely got closer.
Soon he reached for her shoulder but suddenly he felt something hit him hard on his cheek. He fell back.
He didn’t move but he didn’t want to, although he did place a hand over his eyes. By now, the tears flowed down his tanned face. His head pounded but he didn’t care. He knew he deserved that punch. He almost did something unforgivable to one of his best detectives. He felt so guilty but his shock had finally gone away and sadness overflowed him.
What have I done? I’m no better than my bruder. I’m the one who’s let Mutti and Vater down. Kristoph has more honor than I could ever hope to have. I’m a failure as a man.
He didn’t care if Detective Skye heard him cry. He couldn’t deny it anymore. It was right there. It came out from his brother’s lips to the stenographer’s fingertips. It was right there, on the record. There was no logical way of refuting it. He couldn’t disprove it.
“Klavier?” the woman finally spoke. Her voice was quite hoarse from the screaming she did. “Klavier… I know you didn’t mean it… I’m sorry. I had to protect myself.”
“No. You are not in the wrong, my dear,” he said, in between his quiet sobs. “You were very well in your right to defend yourself against me. Who knows what I would have done to you?”
“Klavier, I know you’re not like this.” Klavier heard her rise up. It was silent for a few more moments. “We should get going to the Detention Center. It’s nearly 11PM.”
Klavier couldn’t face her. He just couldn’t.
“I’m a lowly man, Detective Skye. I’ll have you transferred to someone who’s less…” he paused, “how do you say, dramatical.”
“Look, I am going with you, Gavin! There is nothing you can say to me that won’t change my mind.”
“Then you’re-“
“Nu-uh! You’re not of sound mind to make such a decision! After all, who’s going to keep you in line at the crime scenes if you keep lounging around like this? You say you don’t have any honor! That’s clearly bullshit! You’re nothing like Kristoph! You couldn’t take a life! You don’t have it in you!”
Klavier was astounded at the profanity his subordinate spewed out but she was right - he wasn’t anything like Kristoph. While Kristoph had no qualms about killing and had no respect for life, as he mentioned in the transcript, Klavier was quite different.
“Come on, Klavier. It’s too late to get some dinner now, but there’s probably some fast food restaurant that’s opened.”
He turned and saw her tear-stained face, smiling. He couldn’t say what he felt. He just felt weak. He wanted to eat but he knew he’d throw it back out if he did. He didn’t think he could eat for the rest of the night.
“Mein Fraulein,” he started softly as he started to help himself off the ground. “I believe I lost my appetite. There is no way I’ll be able to consume anything.”
Detective Skye helped him up although he could feel her hand shaking. He still felt horrible for what he almost did to her. He tried to help himself up so he could limit their physical contact as much as he could - at least until his best detective felt safe with him once again.
The woman nodded as she gathered up her things and placed them back in her large bag. Klavier watched her out of the corner of his eye and once again felt guilty. He still felt a lot of sadness from his realization that Kristoph was indeed going to die that night. He glanced outside his window.
I don’t think I’ll be able to forgive myself. Not after tonight. I know what I need to do to make this right between us.
Chapter Three - Chapter Five