Drive-in. [powered_otaku]

[sweetsalome]

    It was a nice, warm summer night, the sun had gone down and it had cooled down to the point where you could sit outside and not sweat.  The drive in, was two screens, a parking lot, and hills that surrounded the parking lot and gave a perfect view of the cars and the screen.  Salome had walked from her house, and bought two tickets before climbing up on one of the hills and spread the blanket her grandmother had given her.

A grandmother, yeah that was still weird.

Sitting down on the blanket, she put the basket down next to her and took out a bottle of water.  Once she took a long drink, she text messaged Hiro to know that she was there.  Hopefully he would be able to spot her.

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It's so tempting, he could make it all go away, it would be so easy. Her tongue passes over her bottom lip, and she inhales deeply, thinking about killing him herself. She feels so guilty that she wants to do that, she feels guilty that she doesn't want to do it. "Oh, Hiro . . . Sometimes, I feel so bad, I feel that it's my fault. Because, I didn't fight him, because I . . ." her voice goes hoarse as she paled, "because I liked it."

It's a humiliating confession and all of a sudden she can't feel her fingers or think straight. She keeps her eyes shut tight, but she doesn't cry. "I just wanted him to love me. I wanted him to love me and he turned me into a monster."

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"He made you like it. He wanted you to want him, to allow him to do anything he wanted to you. It is not your fault. He seduced you. And he is your father - you were taught to respect him, to love him. He twisted that. He is the monster, not you." He gently turns her around and holds her close. "You were young, wanting to be loved. All little girls want to be loved by their fathers. They want to be the most important person in their lives. I know this. My sister was the same. But my father did not take advantage of her. Your father did. He turned your perfectly normal feelings into something he could use against you to satisfy his desires. He does not care for you. He only cares for what he can get from you."

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She doesn't want to believe him, she wants to think that her father still loved her, that no matter what he would always love her. Deep down, she knows that he's right though, his father got Jonba and now she was useless to him. Curling up in his arms she hides her face in his chest, her breathing ragged and uneven.

"I didn't do anything wrong? It's not my fault that he did this to me? I just need to know."

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"No, it is not your fault. He used you. What he did to you is nothing a loving father should do to his daughter. He should protect you from animals like himself. If he wanted a son, he could have adopted or found a woman his own age to get a son from. Your son is the only beautiful thing to come from the evil thing he did to you." He can't even think of that innocent child as something bad. No matter how he came into the world, he's so sweet and innocent. They both deserve a better life.

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She is so thankful for his words, for him being able to see that Jonba wasn't an evil monster. It was the one fear she had always had, that if anyone found out what Jonba was that they would hate him, scorn him for her mistakes. Opening her eyes, she slowly sits up in his lap and looks deep into his eyes, her fingers touched his hair carefully. "Do you love him, Hiro?"

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"He is a sweet boy, of course I love him. Who could not love such a wonderful boy? I want to take him away from your father so that he never sees that kind of darkness, ever. That...thing would only teach him to be like him. I could not stand by and let that happen." And he means it. Even if he has to steal them away to some place that neither Japan nor America have any extradition treaties, he won't let them suffer another minute with that bastard.

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That's all she needs to hear, she has already come this far, there was no going back now. Her fingers traced down his jaw and to his chin before she smiled a little bit. "He's going to be released, his lawyer is going to get him off on a technicality. When he gets out, he is going to come and find me, because he knows that I turned him in. When he comes to get me, I want you to be there, then you can take care of him." Her fingers are shaking when she touches his lips.

"Make him go away, save me from him, Hiro."

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He hugs her close. "I will be there. I will make him go away. They will never find him. Never. How soon will this happen, this release?"

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Her arms go around him, and her eyes close, she feels a tear rolling down her cheek. For the first time in a long time, she is truly happy, happy but not free, not until he's gone. "I know you will be, but I am not sure, his lawyer says different things. I'll let you know. I want to be free, I want to be clean again."

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"You are not dirty, but I agree that you are not free. Not until he is gone. Since you will be the first they suspect, we will make an airtight alibi. After all, they will never believe that you can be in two places at the same time." He grins a bit evilly. He likes this plan. "Are there cameras in your house? Or even close by?"

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"There are cameras in the front and back of the house in New York, he'll ask me to come back home, he feels safer there." Taking a deep breath she pulls back and tucks hair behind her ear. It is a little surreal talking about these types of things. "If they see me walk out and not come back home, but you bring me back . . . Will that work?"

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"Oh yes. You will leave the house and we will meet. Then we will appear in the house and I will take him away. When does your housekeeper go to the house? She should be the one who finds him gone. We will take some of his clothes, his wallet and his passport so that they will believe that he has left the country. We will be 'out all night' and quite visible at the same time. It would not be unusual to be out at parties all night or something like that?"

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"Rita comes in at six in the morning and then leaves at nine at night, she makes him breakfast and gives it to him at seven o'clock every morning." The more they talk about it, the more it makes sense and it seems all so easy. "We'll go out, have a nice dinner, and no one will ever suspect a thing. You won't mind if any photographers see us, do you?"

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Hiro shakes his head. "It would be even better for there to be pictures. That way there is proof of where we were. No one will ever suspect that we had anything to do with his disappearance. After dinner we should go to some club where the photographers will also see us. Dance all night."

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"You'll dance with me?" Chuckling softly she presses her lips to his bottom lip and then smiles happily. "Why are you so willing to do this for me, Hiro? Sometimes I don't know what I did to deserve someone like you in my life."

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"Because I love you and I want you to be happy. I cannot bear the thought of him ever touching you again, of making that sweet boy a monster like him." He looks a little shy. "I have not been dancing in a long while. I may look a little silly."

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"I don't want him to touch me again either, I don't even want to think about his hands on me. I am yours, Hiro, and the only person who touches me is you, and as for Jonba, I hope he doesn't inherit his father's genes." Taking a deep breath she kisses his forehead. "You will look fine, we'll be dancing together."

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"His father's genes will not matter. If he is raised with love, he will live with love." His eyes are gentle. "He is also yours, remember. He will be like his mother - beautiful and good."

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She whimpers softly, and presses her cheek against his holding on to him tightly. "I love you, Hiro, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Thank you for having faith in me, for helping me. You are so good to me."

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"Marry me," he says softly.

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Sitting back, she stares at him her heart going a million miles a second. "Really?!" Her voice squeaks and she giggles, "me?!" She can't believe this.

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He slides from behind her and goes to one knee in front of the couch. "Will you marry me, Salome?"

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All she can do is nod, and then she laughs. Laughing she slides off the couch and wraps her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "Okay, yes! I will."

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Hiro hugs her close. "I am the happiest man in the world, sun goddess."

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"I never thought anyone, you would, want me!" She's still laughing, and as she pulls back she gives him a wide grin. "If anyone asks, we weren't half naked . . . oh who cares!" Grabbing him, she kisses him passionately hard.