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The Hello! Project Fanfics => H!P Fanfics => Topic started by: writerjunkie on September 28, 2009, 09:00:45 PM
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Don't even ask about this one. I guess you can say I have a sick mind. *shrugs* Don't hurt me though! I got inspired by a picture to make this and yes my mind is weird and all sorts of screwed up for this. I also did intend it to be creepy and kind of graphic as well. I hope you all will still be able to enjoy it though. Let me know if I should continue this fic.
Title: Forgotten Past
CHAPTER 1: Hunger
Silence.
That was something at this very moment the girl decorated in black was grateful to come across. There were times when she hated it and other times where she could deal with it. The silence for this particular moment though she enjoyed it. She embraced the stillness with welcoming arms and possibly the faintest smile to her young features.
Her latest antics had lead her to quite an awfully noisy and time consuming task to complete in just several hours. She had never worked so hard or so quickly. She didn't intended to stay long, but like before she had lost control. The young girl easily slipped into her inner beast, which lead her to a both messy and tiring after math. Her body was drained and her head was pounding from the splitting migraine, leaving her no space to gloat for what she believed to be her largest and most amazing accomplishment.
She was grateful that she worked alone. Such a deed like tonight's task was best left just between herself. She didn't want to let anyone see her barbaric actions except for herself. For a moment, she did want to show her job well done to others, but her need to gloat and the smirk was quashed. The only thing currently on her mind was a change of clothes and a long shower.
A trip to her queen sized silk sheet bed was also highly desired, but first she had to wash away the metallic scented liquid that decorated her tall and lean frame. She would have expected to get accustomed to its smell. She had most certainly gotten comfortable to its sight, but its smell and its taste did not seem to change. The fact that the salty liquid clung to her perfectly smooth skin almost like a second layer as it dried didn't make matters better on her end to grow an immunity to its sticky texture. The desire to find a nearby bathroom in pure darkness became much greater.
She needed to wash away her memories of tonight's horrific events somehow and a shower had always done the trick to keeping her sane and focused to the objective of her actions. Guilt and regret were emotions that she did not have a chance to feel. She did not have time to care, to be happy, or to think. She had told herself many times before that emotions didn't matter yet the strange tingle did not stop from awakening into the pit of her stomach when she was done.
That feeling had came once before, but never this often. What would normally last mere seconds turned into minutes the instant it began on her drive home and had yet not finished its course. But like always, she did not dwell on such a sensation just like her emotions and kept her thoughts of much needed sleep to the back of her mind the minute her feelings have not subsided.
If she were able to sleep everything off without the risk of terrifying nightmares plaguing her dreams she would be set to start a new day. That wasn't always guaranteed, but it was something she liked to believe when she returned back home at the dead of night. It was bed enough that she was left to wallow in her sinister deeds that no ordinary teenager should have to deal with in their life. Grabbing the golden knob to her destination, the black haired teen stepped inside and turned the taps to the faucet. She ran her frail hands through the running ice cold water.
At the bottom of the sink, her eyes attentively watched the liquid go from clear white to red and finally a soft tint of pink. The pink water swirled at the drain of the sink fell straight into the dark hole. Rich crimson red fluids slipped from her snow colored skin, leaving her hands once again spotless and neat. She made sure to dig under her nails for any lingering blood she had forgotten, while working steadily through the dark without a word.
Satisfied with her results, she leaned against the counter top of the faucet and stared back into the haunting image in front of her that happened to be her cold and lifeless reflection. Her eyes remained large and filled with an all too innocent spark, she could not be fooled with what really is beneath that mask of steel now adorned with splotches of thick red colored blood just like her hands. The metallic tasting substance was everywhere, her clothes, her face, even into the edges of her hair.
Still transfixed to the replica of her current self, she picked up a black strand of hair between her index and middle finger to examine the shade of red that had settled deep between her locks perfectly. Clumps of hair stuck together in rusted splatters of dried blood, staining her raven colored locks. She let the piece go and ran a finger across her rounded cheeks, smearing a fresh coat of blood just below her eye. She bit her lower lip, no longer fixated on the image in front of her, but on what she had done for tonight's substantial thirst.
She did not however, stay too long on self reflecting and began to tear at her blood soaked clothing that will later have to follow the rest of her tarnished outfits into the dumpster. She could not believe she allowed her urge to take control of her and kill anything that moved. She was normally so poised, so collective, and organized. Tonight had been a bad time to listen to her midnight cravings.
She vowed it were to never happen again even if she strongly believed every last evil soul deserved her choice of punishment to their illegal activity of murdering and torturing the innocent. She liked to believe she was doing the right thing not just comfort for herself, but as her reasoning to why she's done this countless times for as long as she could remember.
Stripped of her clothing, the angelic faced girl ran the water to her tub, making sure to turn the water hot then switched the direction of the falling water into her lifeless shower-head. Within seconds, strings of clean steaming water shot from the tiny holes of her curved shower-head like rain. She carefully stepped inside and put her head under the rushing water, watching the water once again change to a crimson color then disappear. She remained under the hot liquid, immune to the burning sensation the steaming water created to her tender flesh.
The pain she felt brought a small fraction of peace, because it drew her mind away from the type of thoughts she did not want to think about and nor did she ever want to. With half lidded eyes, she reached out to the bar of soap, resting beside her and began to scrub away all the dirt and blood that sunk to her skin, but that wouldn't be all she washed away. Her thoughts and doubts went right along with it and into the drain once again.
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I want MORE!!!!!!!! please continue this.. i love the creepy :ding:
:sweat: *clears throat*
:glasses: i mean it was very uh well-written and :twisted: MOAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Wow, that was pretty intense. I definitely want more of this.
Who is it?
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tall and lean frame...
black hair...
snow colored skin...
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SAYU?!!!
:shock:
please write some more.
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OF COURSE YOU SHOULD!! Continue this I mean :D
I'm thinking Sayu or Koharu. Quick, tell me more. Who are the other characters and what's gonna happen!! *grabs onto Issa's legs* XD
And the title, hunger...it's very interesting. Could it be that this person is hungry for blood? Since there is so much of it. Gomene if I guessed wrongly *low bow*
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Yay! A new fic to read :cow:
Sayu.?. A vampire.?.
Please do continue, onegai :kneelbow:
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OOOOOooohhhhh... A 'DARK' type of SAYU!!! please do continue this fic!!! this one's interesting... :kneelbow:
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CHAPTER 2: Our Little Secret
Like expected, she had gotten very little sleep. She had went through too much tossing and turning then she expected. The teenager was sure she did not get even the smallest amount of sleep like many restless nights before. This time, she felt her body paying the toll. She wasn't in the brightest mood, not that she was a friendly person.
She rather stayed to herself. She usually put herself in a state where she can contain herself from snapping an aggravating person's neck that she would bump into on occasional days.
Today, she wasn't quite sure if she could stop herself from ending an angering situations with violence.
Blindly, the exhausted young woman walked through the elongated narrow halls of her house and went straight into the living room. Upon entering the room, she frowned when her eyes settled to the warm colored walls. She remembered how she was talked into making her home look more welcoming and happy.
She will never get why decorating her house was so important. She would never come to understand her partner's joy for painting the walls. That burning joyfulness also made it harder for the dark haired teenager to hide her dislike for the choice of colors. These shades and tints all over her house were more of an eyesore than an accomplishment, but a certain person who was stationed into the middle of a black leather couch thought otherwise.
The girl sitting comfortably into the couch was attentively watching the flickering squared TV centered in the middle of the room. The taller young woman locked eyes with the pigtailed girl as she made her way toward the kitchen entrance.
“You're up early. Don't you have work at five?” The pigtailed-woman spoke.
She noticed the younger girl's change of clothes, ready to leave.
She watched her tall doe-eyed girlfriend navigate herself through the living room with groggy half closed eyes. Her mouth opened and her hand covered the yawn that slowly seeped its way out, while she entered the kitchen.
“I'm coming in early today. I forgot to do some work yesterday.” She lied.
The pigtailed-girl frowned. “When will you be back this time?”
The taller girl shrugged, unaware of her girlfriend's visible pout of disapproval. Before she could pour herself a cup of cold orange juice, her eyes went to the flickering TV once again. She raised a brow in curiosity to her partner.
“You're watching the news?” She lightly questioned.
“Yeah, there's been a massacre in a warehouse just eight blocks from here can you believe it? Nine men were found dead.” The procaine-skinned girl replied, terror shivering in her voice.
The other girl was however, unaffected. Her face held not even the slightest emotion as she stood processing the new found data.
“Hm, really?” She muttered.
The lean girl turned back around to pour herself a cup of cold orange juice. With her back turned, she saw this as her chance to smile, amused at her own fake act of surprise. She spun back around, her smirk gone, and took a sip of the yellow tinted juice before exiting the kitchen. She stood to the armrest of the couch and pointed a finger at girlfriend with the hand that held the cold cup.
“Wait, that isn't why you don't want me to go to work late today, is it?” She asked.
The smaller girl slouched in her seat. “No.” She shook her head to her lie, making her curly pigtails bounce in her action.
“Sayumi.” The younger girl scolded.
“Okay, yes, but it's only because I care about you! I don't want you to end up dead if there is some crazy killer out on the loose.” Sayumi admitted. “I'm your girlfriend. Shouldn't I show some sort of affection or care towards you? We do live in the same house you know?”
The other girl stood silent, taking in Sayumi's words of truth. She wasn't quite sure what was going through her, but if she had to name this emotion turning inside her it would have to be guilt and she didn't enjoy guilt.
A deep sigh escaped her mouth and her still full cup was placed to the side table near the couch. “I have to go. We'll talk about this later if I'm not back too late.” She replied.
The taller dark haired girl raced to the front door for safety, knowing Sayumi wouldn't be able to follow.
“Koharu, wait!” Sayumi yelled, but Koharu was already gone.
The small bunny shut off the television and sulked into the couch with her arms crossed over her chest. Her mind was too worked on her girlfriend's sudden escape during the start of a very serious conversation. She also couldn't stand how Koharu brought her job as an excuse to hightail out the door. It was time as a couple they had such a conversation to clear many uncertain issues that was rapidly building around their relationship.
Sayumi wasn't even sure if their relationship would be able to stand another year yet alone another month or day. The highly upset rabbit could not be sure about their foggy future herself and it scared her. In need to wash away all the doubts, Sayumi decided to take a bath to relax until Koharu had returned home. Only then will their conversation continue. Sayu would wait as long as she needed to.
She was going to have that talk even if she had to trap Koharu into a room with her to speak for longer than just a minute. The twenty year-old was determined.
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Unfortunately, after Koharu's hasty exist she couldn't drive to make a quick visit to a mutual friend and did not feel like going back inside to retrieve the ring of keys. Not wanting to take responsibility, Koharu was left with no other choice, but to take the train. A form of public transportation she did not enjoy, but she needed to make this visit for urgent matters. Koharu wasn't exactly a talkative type of person and could not deal well with large crowds, but she was hoping her new job offered some type of improvement to her social skills.
The progress was slow, but she noticed her change in communication during the day, though at night she became a much different person. She didn't see that as much of a problem, being that at night she had other things in mind and was not trying to make friends in her work. The job required an emotionless face and quick almost thoughtless impulses.
During her wait on her thirty minute train ride, she realized the glove department to the dashboard of her car needed to be cleaned thoroughly of the various weapons nestled into the hidden compartment.
The more she thought about the contains hidden inside, the more she remembered that she would have to dispose not only the weapons, but the entire car itself, which is a large amount of evidence to revealing her secret. There was no way she could get rid of the blood stains seeped into the rug or the splotches stuck into the cloth of her driver seat either.
Her safest choice would be to trash it. Until then, she had three hours to kill and why not spend it in an all too familiar yet risky place? Maybe she could locate her latest target and after, with any time left over before work, she could get rid of her car. She knew a friend at the junkyard that could get the job done with no questions asked.
Looking through the front door windows, she made her way inside, marching through the rows of desk and busy working officers to one place in mind out of hundreds of rooms in the many leveled police station.
Her eyes scanned for the certain person she's spoken to many times before. Spotting the cop speaking with another worker at his desk, Koharu quickened her pace less than twelve steps away. The brown haired female police looked from the desk and spotted Koharu easily.
“Koha, what a pleasant surprise.” The officer whispered.
“Shut it Takahashi.” Koharu snapped, stomping her way passed her friend and straight into Ai's office, hinting for her to follow.
The short woman excused herself from her co-worker and placed a stack of papers in her hand back to the desk then made her way to the open office door with a much more serious expression. She knew Koharu was having one of her moments and at a time like this getting on her bad said would not be the brightest idea. Ai scanned the area around her before closing the door and shut the shades. The young officer's attention went back to the young girl standing at the foot of her desk.
“So, do you have a reason why you're walking into this station like you're about to kill someone?” Ai watched Koharu flinch at the word “kill” That was more than enough for her to piece everything together. “You've seen the news I'm assuming?”
Koharu let out a small chuckle. “I've seen it alright.” She confirmed. “I was there wasn't I?”
Ai went over to her desk and took a seat. “You're just here because you want to know if you've done a good job at clean up, right?” The young woman nodded. Ai leaned back into the chair. “Considering how messy you've made that place I would say you're in the clearing. No finger prints or survivors, but Jesus Koharu, did you have to turn it into a slaughter house? You only needed to kill one person.”
She watched Koharu's stance change again to a more stiff pose and the aura around her darken. The line of her control was thin.
“I did what I had to. I've done my side of the deal now you need to do yours.” Koharu spat.
Her voice was stern, no room for arguments and Ai did not want to pick a fight with a psychopath, but she also knew making a deal with one was just as dangerous and against her code as a fellow police officer. A large amount of her wanted to back out, but another part of her wanted to get the people who have slipped away from the court's punishment and spotted loopholes in their poorly run justice system.
It might have not been fair, but these people were low life scum no one would care much about if they were to die tomorrow or any other day. Ai considered this a favor to cleaning up the mess this city was covered in and even if she had to start small it wouldn't matter. There were no more changes of words, Ai opened the last draw to her desk and flopped a stack of files right on top into a tan folder.
Her gaze still locked on to the unstable young woman in front of her, she slide the file to the front of her desk. Koharu took the folder into her hands to give the contains inside a brief look.
“Feel free to pick who you want to target next. You can keep that folder too. It's a copy of the original files no one will suspect a thing. Just next time try to be less messy will you?” Ai asked. “Don't worry about the investigation I'll handle it.”
Koharu closed the folder, pleased with her vast variety of criminals she can extinguish. They exchanged a stern glance and Koharu turned back towards the door to make her way out. She still had one more thing to attend before work. If she hurried now she could get her car taken care of then stuff the files into her hidden box back at home.
Sayumi should be out by now either working or shopping. Koharu let out a deep sigh. She was going to have a long day ahead of her.
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I did not think this story would surprise me the way it just did. Killer Koha with Girlfriend Sayu and Cop Takahashi? Definitely a different take on murder as usual around here!
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All I can say is...wow. :stunned: Remind me never to accidentally bump into Koha at all. And to think Officer Ai has a part in this.
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psychopath
oww :shocked :w00t:
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For some reason I thought it was Koharu and then I was like "nah that's crazy." Guess it wasn't so crazy after all.
:thumbup Can't wait for more!
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OH.MY.GOD! I so didn't see this coming. This was a cool twist :)
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CHAPTER 3: Clean Up
“Thanks for letting me drop my car here.” Koharu spoke, gratefully to the short old man in front of her.
The man's wrinkled face formed into a small smile as he bowed his head politely to his regular costumer. His small thin shaped eyes focused to the candy blue color car parked into his junkyard ground, waiting to be disposed. Koharu gave her car one last look then looked back to the short man in question. He knew her question long before it came and spoke before her question could leave her mouth.
“I will take care of it. Your car will be crushed and melted to be recycled again.” He guaranteed, a foreign accent clear in his words. “I'll get rid of your guns too. No need to worry.”
Koharu smiled, relieved by his words of trust. It meant one less problem to worry about. One less piece of evidence to make her slip and have her behind bars. She wasn't sad to see her new car go. She was overjoyed and ridden of fear.
The sooner it was melted down to its liquid form the better. This process couldn't be fast enough.
“I'll get you a new car in no time. I know a man who will help you have the same exact car.” The olden foreigner added. “Just come back here to get it when you're done with work.”
Koharu stared into his clouded eyes. Her pupils turned to slits at his sealed deal. She hated to be let down and those who were not true to their words would be sorry. This wasn't a laughing matter or fun and games. She needed to clean herself of her crime and the people. She always reminded people like this old man to keep their word and be wise to what they say.
Koharu took their word and once that happened, breaking it would be something they would wish never happened. Her mouth turned into a thin line as she let the man's words sink into her head to remember for later.
“I'll keep you to your word.” She spoke, with venom dripping from every word.
With those words said, the young woman left the man to take in her warning, while she made her way towards the back door to leave the junkyard. Koharu didn't get very far out the shop's front door, a particular girl standing besides the door had caught her attention.
Searching the back of her mind briefly, she put together that this mysterious girl had not been here when Koharu entered the front door. That made the discrete killer all the more curious and weary. The two girls locked eyes, almost with a challenging stare in completely silence. Koharu took this as her time to examine this stranger's appearance properly.
The girl leaning against the door frame was much taller than Koharu. Her hair was long straight threads of black layered locks, decorating her rounded chubby cheeks. The stranger's expression was grave, but held a tint of curiosity toward Koharu. The unknown girl also didn't wear a dull colored worn down jumpsuit like the gray haired man in the back.
Instead, she had on a clean white T-shirt and snug baby blue jeans, finished with neat brand-new white sneakers. She couldn't possibly work here, but she had the attitude as if she ran this place.
“You'll need a ride to work.” She stated.
Like the man out back, she too had an accent. Koharu wasn't quite sure what accent it could be, but they were obviously not natives to standard Japanese. She didn't care so much on who they were or what language they spoke fluently. Koharu just needed to leave and she knew she couldn't do that quick enough if she didn't have a car. The walk to her job would be too long and she would be extremelylate.
“Are you offering me a ride?” Koharu shot back.
The tall unnamed girl shrugged, shifting her gaze to the side of her and back to Koharu. “I could be.” She replied. “My uncle wouldn't mind.”
That answered the question as to why she was here. Everything else didn't matter however since Koharu's main goal was to leave and be at work on time.
“I have to get to work in thirty minutes so if you are going to drive me then do it, because I don't have time to wait or play around.” Koharu growled, tired of their game she unwillingly joined.
Koharu was given a chuckle and watched as slowly a smirk appeared to the foreign girl's chubby face.
“The car's out front come on. I can get you to work on time. It might not be safe, but it'll get you there.” She agreed, done with the game herself that she had started. “My name is Li Chun, but you can call me Jun Jun.”
Koharu didn't say anything back. She wasn't here to make friends and it made things better if the people she asked to clean her dirty tracks with were better off not knowing her name. Not that she would get caught or any of these people would squeal on her. She would without hesitation slit their throats just as easily when they decided to open their mouths to speak. The raven-haired teenager already had her plan set to tie the loose ends if she needed too.
It made things easier when Jun Jun didn't turn around on their way out the door to ask for Koharu's name in return. They just kept quiet and minded their own business. That's how things should be kept. No questions and in return people can go on with their life and attend back to the things they needed to do. Koharu enjoyed to have things run this way.
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“Ah, there you are. I've been wondering when you would show up!” A wavy haired woman spoke, as Koharu marched her way through the double doors of the hospital.
“I had car trouble.” Koharu replied, her eyes darting around the busy hospital room. It was a lot noisier than she last expected. “There's more people than usual.”
“Yeah, You'll have to stay a little longer. You don't mind do you? I'm sure you can use the training.” The older woman answered.
It took Koharu a moment to answer. She didn't like to stay at this hospital any longer than she had to for her daily training and the fact that today of all days it decided to be extra busy didn't make anything more appealing to her. She still had one more trip to take care of and didn't want to keep it on hold, but it seemed like she would have to. The killing for tonight would have to wait.
“It isn't a problem.” Koharu responded.
A bright and friendly smile appeared to one of her boss's face as a silent thank you. Koharu gave a brief nod, not quite sure how to react to such a warm and welcoming smile. She's been working with this woman for quite some time and yet she still hasn't been able to adapt to her cheery behavior or heart warming smiles that always got frighten children to get their shots to calm down.
“Thanks, I can really use your help. You've been good at knowing proper injects quickly. I'm impressed. I hope you don't mind working with children since most are here for their shots and you know how children can get.” The other woman chuckled, putting on an apologetic look knowing how much of a handful children can be when it came to needed shots.
“Niigaki-san, we need you for a second.” A nurse called from the side.
Risa turned around, excusing herself from their talk. “I'll be right there.” She faced back toward Koharu. “I'm sorry we'll talk later. I'm always so busy. Don't forget to put on your lab coat and if you need any help let me know.”
Koharu nodded and watched Risa scurry away. Viewing her surroundings, Koharu's dark eyes took in the amount of people that had decided today would be their daily doctor visit and a handful if not more were children all waiting in alined seats to get their shots. She let out a deep sigh and walked over to pull on her lab coat and get straight to work. If she hurried now she might be able to leave quicker.
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“Who drank MY soda?!” A young female voice shrilled, through the underground laboratory.
Sitting back into a computer chair with her black shoes resting comfortably on top of the computer desk and legs crossed, the brown haired teenage girl put on a small grimace to the sound of that annoying high pitched voice disturbing her much needed peace. She hated how that young whiny girl yelled into the silence lab, but what she hated more was how she said the brown haired girl's name the most. It was always said in this tone that got on her nerves every time it was heard and still had not changed to leave that type of effect on the slim girl who was just trying to relax after a hard day of physical training a type of training the brown haired girl did not enjoy.
“Reina!” The shrill voice yelled again.
Reina cringed at the sound of her name coming out of the younger girl's mouth and put her feet back to the ground and spun around toward the entrance of the computer lab to greet her co-work with a large and deadly frown. The slick oil shinned metallic double doors to the lab pulled apart with a swoosh, bringing a gust of air in with it and a small girl with short black hair marched angrily into the room. The two girls locked eyes ready to go at each others' throats like they've always done since they've been assigned to work in this underground dump as a team.
“What is it Aika?” Reina snapped, her hands at her sides bunched into tight fists.
“That's Mitsui-san to you!” Aika shrieked, ignoring the flinch she gotten from her suddenly raised voice.
Reina let out a scoff and grinned. “You wish!”
“You drank my soda didn't you?! That was the last one and I was saving that for my lunch!” Aika accused, getting straight to the point of her annoyance.
“I didn't drink it! Besides, anything in that refrigerator isn't yours. I didn't even see your name on it.” Reina denied.
“Obviously you can't read because my name was on there! Anyone who isn't illiterate can see that.” Aika sneered.
Reina glared to the younger across from her, wanting nothing more than to place a fist to her face the day they met, but as Maki told her. She had to play the older person and be the proper senpai to this young genius. Reina didn't like how Aika's smarts with technology and sharp memory had gone to her head since she was hired to work for the government. Reina despised her and Aika did just the same.
“What are you trying to say, pipsqueak?!” Reina growled.
“If you weren't so conceded with yourself and thought of others for once maybe we wouldn't be having this argument!” Aika shot back.
Reina stood from her chair. She's had enough with the remarks and the yelling directed to her from a person who should be a lot more respectful to her senpais and one of them being Reina.
“You know I'm getting tired of hearing your voice and I don't know if you can tell, but I do NOT like you Aika, so can you please get the hell away from me and don't come complaining to me about your missing stupid can of soda!” Reina demanded.
“I don't have to listen to you! You're not in charge.” Aika equipped, arms folded in front of her chest.
“Listen you little...”
“Reina, I'll handle this.” A older voice interrupted.
The two girls turned toward the doorway both wondering how their leader in command could get through the front door without any of them knowing. The taller and much older woman walked to the two once bickering girls, keeping her posture tall with ease with every step. She looked down to both of the shorter girls, disappointed. They turned their heads away at the scorning glare.
“Aika, you shouldn't be blaming Reina for something she might have done and Reina learn to control your temper. I know you two might not like each other, but I need both of you to work as a team so we can all complete this mission successfully and safely.” The taller woman explained.
“I'm sorry Goto-san.” Aika apologized.
“Yeah...me too.” Reina grumbled.
Maki smiled pleased with her end results to her small lecture. “That's much better, besides Reina you can save your anger for your first mission.” Maki informed.
The thin girl's head picked up with excitement. She wouldn't have to stay in this lab again with nothing to do. She finally had something more fun and daring to do.
“You found something for me?!” Reina asked.
“Yes, we might have a lead on where she might be staying thanks to Aika's quick thinking.” Maki replied, giving Aika a small smile of praise. “You'll need to pack your best weapons before you leave.”
“I'm on it.” Reina sprinted toward the door, eager to get started. Half way to the exit, she stopped and spun around. “Who is this girl by the way? I've seen pictures, but I haven't gotten a name yet don't you think that's important for me to know?”
Maki nodded agreeing with Reina's exclamation. “Her name is Kusumi Koharu. You'll know more about her after you're done packing.” Maki promised.
Reina nodded and walked out the door in a hurry.
Aika turned her attention back to her leader. “Don't you think we should have one more person tagging along with Reina, Goto-san?” She questioned.
“The less people in this mission the less people we lose.” Maki responded.
Aika watched Maki's eyes darken with dread and Aika's eyes widen as realization hit her. This could very well be Reina's last mission.
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More introductions. Are we just missing Lin Lin?
Lol at Aika and Reina not getting along.
This could very well be Reina's last mission.
:O Oh noes!
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Sayu's Kuharu's girlfriend. Kuharu's working like a vigilante, a psychopath vigilante, and her works came from Ai, a law officer, and Reina works for the government. Someone slipped? :dunno: Maki's Reina's boss :luvluv2: Aika's a genius, Jun's a mole? :? And Risa’s a doctor with heart warming smiles :wriggly: Two more left, Linlin and the Turtle. *gets some popcorn while waiting for the update*
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Isn't it ironic that Koharu is working in a hospital in the day and obliterate people in the night, even if they are criminals :P
“The less people in this mission the less people we lose.” Maki responded.
This really doesn't look good...Don't kill Reina! Yet :lol:
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So... I read it and all i have to say is: :inlove:
Lol Koharu creeps me out in a good way..... or is it a bad way? i dunno but i likes it! :thumbsup
SHE'S A NURSE?! ... I can dig it :thumbsup
cheery behavior or heart warming smiles that always got frighten children to get their shots to calm down.
of course this niigaki, how can it not be niigaki.... besides.... >.> Risa in nurse outfit :wub: *fangirl squeal* Nurse Niigaki ftw!
...She better not be murdered! or dead-ified later on!
which brings me to Reina.... possibly being killed by Koha yikes! that was dramatic at the end i love it i want more!!!!!!!!
oh! and aika vs reina = hahahaha
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CHAPTER 4: One Of These To Go
Koharu's chance to leave the hospital wasn't soon enough for the young nurse in training. The constant crying, screaming, running, and scolding parents had not only given Koharu a slight headache, but just about brought her to her limit with handling other people. She found herself wanting to be isolated again away from society, mainly for precaution measures to not harm her patients. As if the headche weren't enough, Sayumi made frequent phone calls to Koharu's cell since she had not been out of work at her regular time and obviously was having a panic attack to her girlfriend's delayed appearance.
The tall black haired teenager did not acknowledge the calls either and did not bother to pick up every time Sayumi called. Koharu figured she would pick up when she wanted to not because she had to. She had one more thing to handle, but of course she wouldn't tell Sayumi that. Koharu had thought of a good enough lie to feed her in case Sayumi was still up when Koharu finally came home. Satisfied with her back up plan, Koharu was finally able to fully focus was on her nightly routine, but first she needed some new tools to start.
She already had her new car. The old man didn't lie. He got it right on time and it was exactly how her original car was, a precise replica. She was surprised. Her routine was smoothly into action. She rounded and stationed herself to the side once she was to her destination.
Exiting her new automobile, Koharu made her way swiftly into a very familiar shop. It was a little far from home and from work, but the drive was worth it. These weapons here are without a doubt top notch equipment and worked just how Koharu liked them. Quick, simple, and clean. That made the killings much easier on her end.
Walking through row after row of various guns, knives, swords, and daggers, Koharu finally made it to the cash register and spotted a young teenage girl with dark brown mid-length hair. She was working hard on a double barrel shotgun in front of her. Koharu waited to see if the worker would notice her, but she was so perplexed on her work she didn't know she had another presence with her watching. Koharu gently cleaned her throat. It was just enough however to startle the teenager and she picked up her head screaming followed by the discharge of her shotgun straight into the roof.
“Ah!” The work squealed. “You scared me!” Calming her racing heart, she inspected the damage to the ceiling and groaned. “Nakazawa-san is going to kill me!”
“You should have taken the bullets out before trying to fix that gun you know.” Koharu explained.
“That's what I was doing, unloading the gun. The safety on guns never fully work you know.” The startled girl replied.
“Aren't you a little too young to be working with guns?” Koharu questioned.
“I'm nineteen. I'm not that young.” The girl pouted.
“Eri, why do I smell gunpowder?!” A loud voice boomed from the back room. “You didn't accidentally shoot a gun did you?!”
Eri stood up straight and looked around in fear as if trying to find a good enough place to hide, but knew it was pointless.
“Uh...n-no Nakazawa-san!” Eri stumbled.
The back door opened and Eri trembled with terror as she heard her boss's footsteps come closer to the counter. The owner of this shop didn't get further than a step out of the door and got her questioned answered when a large piece of plaster fell from the ceiling. It was just an inch from her leather black heels. Black enraged eyes met with fearful quivering ones and Eri ran out from behind the counter for protection. She nearly tripped on her way out and bumped straight into Koharu who was quietly watching the scene before her.
“I-I didn't mean it Nakazawa-san, honest! It was her fault!” Eri wailed, pointing toward Koharu, blowing her cover.
Yuko eyed their customer, forgetting for a moment about the large bullet hole in her ceiling. Koharu stared back into Yuko's seething glare with not a single trace of fear or weakness. Yuko's mouth turned into a thin line as she studied Koharu, trying to put together why she would be here at this hour of the night. It wasn't her usual time, but she gave up wondering, seeing that it wasn't her business and it only meant more money for her business so she wouldn't refuse her late night customer.
“Weapons?” Yuko asked.
Koharu nodded. Yuko motioned for her to come closer.
“I have a new shipment of swords today. They're a little pricy, but I'm sure we can work something out and they're sure to last long.” Yuko informed.
“I'll only need a gun and dagger today nothing else.” Koharu responded.
Yuko nodded, walking away from the counter and began to search through her rows of weapon selections.
“I really shouldn't be selling weapons to you, but seeing as you're one of my best customers I guess I can break the rules just a little. You can say I have a liking towards you.” Yuko rambled, her eyes scanning each weapon that came into her view. “You go hunting a lot?”
Koharu fought to control her smirk as she knew Eri was close behind her watching her closely in curiosity as she walked behind Yuko.
“You can say that.” Koharu mumbled.
Yuko took a gun from the second row of the shelf. She found a dagger from the top shelf and presented the requested items for Koharu to look over.
“This will work well. They're both light and the dagger is a good enough size to fit into a coat pocket comfortably.” Yuko explained. “It isn't cheap.”
“I can pay for it.” Koharu stated.
Pulling out whatever was within her pockets, Yuko was shown a large wad of cash crumbled into the middle of the young girl's palms. The money was another thing Yuko never questioned. She knew better than to stick her nose in other people's business. The only thing that mattered was that she got what was needed to pay for the weapons she was offering.
“Eri round up the price and put it in a bag.” Yuko ordered.
“That won't be needed. I'll just take these to go.” Koharu interrupted, snatching the weapons from Yuko's hands.
She stuffed both weapons into her pockets and gave Yuko the amount of cash needed. She wouldn't have to worry about bullets. She had plenty of those in her car. Koharu rushed toward the front door without a glance or a goodbye to the two workers who were watching her curiously about her hasty exit. When Koharu was out from hearing distance, Eri looked back to her boss with quivering legs.
“Nakazawa-san, she's scary.” Eri whispered.
“Get back to work!” Yuko snapped.
Eri jumped and ran toward the cash register as told. At least it was better than being yelled at for the gaping hole in the ceiling. That would probably come later though. For now, Eri was just glad to be of the clearing from Yuko's wrath.
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“Will you idiots hurry up! I have to get the trucks loaded and the goods shipped by midnight! If you don't move any faster I'll put a bullet through your heads!” A scrawny slicked haired man screamed.
His works turned away from him, shivering in fear and worked harder, lifting crate after crate quickly yet neatly into the back of four van trunks. The leader glared to his workers before walking back inside to the warehouse and sighed.
“I'm going out for a smoke.” He told his assistant.
He walked passed his men and dozens of crates that still needed to be loaded then out the front door. The slide door to the entrance closed and he leaned back into a wall before pulling out a carton of cigarettes from his back pocket. He felt his anger lift away the second he took a puff from the lit cigarette and breathe out a cloud of smoke slowly through his mouth. He sighed and let his shoulders drop, feeling much more at ease.
“Shin?” A calm voice called.
“What?!” He screamed, rudely confirming his name.
A fist collided with his jaw before he could get a clear visual of his uninvited visitor. He fell down with his head smacking the concrete. The fall wasn't hard enough to make him unconscious just stunned. He blinked several times to clear his blurry vision and notice that his large oval shaped sunglasses were off his face, broken beside him. Becoming more aware of his surroundings and his position, Shin slowly began to move, ignoring the sharp pain that ripped through his back and to his head.
He tried to see who his attacker was, but all he could see was a fuzzy shape and black hair with pale skin, but never a proper face. His head went back down, too weak to keep it up or focus. He heard the footsteps to his attacker draw near and panic filled through his body. He tried to move again at a faster pace, but the pain was too much and made it harder to move. His sight was still blurry and he couldn't tell in which direction his attacker was going to strike again.
He began to breathe heavily out of fear and rolled to his side then curl into a defensive pose. He felt a hand grab his arm and yank him up to his two feet with ease. He whimpered as his assailant's strength. He felt something cold and sharp press against the base of his neck and he shivered.
“If you scream I'll slit your throat.” The person growled.
It took Shin a second to realize the person threatening him was a girl a very young one at that. The accused criminal blinked and squinted his eyes to the person about ready to end his life.
“W-who are you?” He rasped.
“That isn't your concern.” Koharu growled.
The thin violent man gulped. “What are you going to do with me?” He trembled.
Daintily, a tiny smile stretched across Koharu's stone cold face. “Make you repent for your sins.” She grinned.
The older man watched a twinkle flicker into black cold eyes and his eyes opened wide with terror. He put together the pieces to her meaning and he didn't like it. He opened his mouth to scream, but before a single sound could come out he felt a fist punch straight into his gut cutting him off. He bend over to catch his breath. Koharu pulled him quickly away from the warehouse, ignoring his poor attempts to break free from her grip.
Luckily, Koharu's car wasn't parked far and reached it in no time to remain undetected. She then threw Shin into her trunk that was already open, waiting for his arrival. The man glared up at her with teary eyes, but she showed back no emotions for his distress. She was just doing her job. She put a finger to her lips, signaling to Shin to remain silent then slammed the trunk closed. Now with her choice of criminal in her hands, Koharu had one more part to do. Part two was now in commence.
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Koharu is so f-ed up. :shocked And Sayu is so needy...
Ah, Eri is introduced. I forgot about her :sweatdrop: but what an intro! Blowing a hole in the ceiling.
At the same time, I find this Koharu strangely likeable... Maybe because she's not so stereotypically hyper and annoying.
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^ Normally I don't like needy but since it's Sayu...well :twisted:
Eri is so hilarious! Why does she slip so effortlessly into cute mode in every fic? :wub:
Doctor Niigaki, my lips are hurt. Gawd, I did not just type that out XD
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panic attack to her girlfriend's delayed appearance.
lol
“If you scream I'll slit your throat.”
Eww
Eri :cow:
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CHAPTER 5: All Tied Up
“Hey! Hey wake up!” Koharu shouted.
When yelling failed, the young woman laid a smack across her victim's face, but when that didn't even go how she planned Shin was nearly drowned with a bucket full of ice cold water as a final option. The clear liquid poured down his bruised face from the previous hit seconds before. Noticing he couldn't breathe, a series of coughs erupted from Shin's mouth while the water worked its way into his throat, ripping a icy shock throughout his body. Goosebumps rapidly formed to the surface of his greasy skin and his body shook from the sudden temperature change.
Koharu watched intensively as Shin recovered steadily from his rude awakening. At the end of his coughing fit, Shin's eyes focused more on his surroundings than on the burst of freezing water from the tin bucket. He tried to move, but came to realize he was stuck and the reason why was quite easy to find. He was wrapped from his feet to his arms in thick rope with nowhere to go. The knots were tight, making it harder to wiggle his way out of his chair.
The grinning teenager waited, seeing how long it would take for him to lay eyes on her or if he remembered why he was here in the first place. As she waited, Koharu began to see there was something about this man that made her unusually excited about punishing him for his horrible deeds. She couldn't quite place why, but she liked the feeling she was receiving. It was like a rush, an addiction.
“You had me worried there for a minute, Shin.” Koharu spoke, coolly. Shin's head jerked in her direction at the sudden sound of her voice. “You were in that trunk for too long.”
Koharu pulled a chair in front of herself and flipped it around so that the back of the chair was facing frontward. She seated herself down with her legs open, the chair between her legs, smirking. The young black haired teenager glared from her spot down to the middle-aged criminal. She was intrigued by this man. This evil doer that hadn't yet showed any signs of fear since he came to his senses.
For a moment Koharu watched him, taking in his physical appearance, remembering every little detail she could about him. It was almost as if she were studying him, trying to understand how he worked as a human. The longer she sat and watched him, the more she began to see that his body was shaking and it wasn't only from the cold, but partly from fear. There was a sense of pride and joy from her finding, to be able to make a grown man quiver and fear just a mere teenage girl .
That was something for Koharu to be overjoyed with. It filled her with confidence. A smug smirk worked its way across her young features. Every time she smirked, Shin became more aware of how twisted she really was. He knew he was in for something horrific sooner or later he just didn't know when.
Done with the intense silence around herself and Shin, Koharu finally decided to speak again.
“Did you know that after a certain amount of time in that trunk you would have just suffocated to death? That would have made me upset, you know? I mean...I went through all this hard work to get you and I even went as far as to buy you a new set of torture weapons and you die on the way? It seems only fair if you died by my hands.” Koharu ranted.
Shin watched her eyes darken and her pupils turn into two small slits. The aura she gave him was unmistakeably eerie and dark. She wasn't joking about his death and she wasn't just some little naïve teenage girl either. She was organized and knew what she was getting herself into.
“W-who are you?” He croaked.
Koharu stood from her chair and walked her way toward a small squared filthy table. She picked up a stack of papers and rushed over to slap the stack on to his lap. He flinched out of reflex.
“I think the question is who are YOU, Shin?” Koharu hissed. “You have an interesting file. Did you know that?” A deep chuckle faintly escaped her mouth. “But of course you know. I mean you were the one who created such a record, right?”
Shin blinked, astonished from the amount of information that was written on the very first page. This crazy girl knew everything about him. His medical history, date of birth, his mother's maiden name, the list ran on.
“H-How did you get all this?” He stuttered.
“It doesn't matter where I got this! Koharu snapped.
The files were snatched from his lap and thrown to the top of the table. A few sheets missed and fell, but were ignored to be picked off the dusty floor. Koharu leaned forward to Shin's face, meeting him at eye level then grabbed his neck in a tight throat hold. His face shifted into a panicked expression and his skin tone quickly turned to a dark shade of red from the lack of air. The sound of low choking noises came from his mouth.
The bright light in his eyes slipped away, while his eyes slowly began to close. Koharu watched this, taking in every detail and reaction he made to this sudden death grip. She had never killed any of her previous victims by hand. It was always a gun, a sword, a blunt object toward the head, but she never once decided to choke someone to death. The longer her hand squeezed around Shin's neck the more interesting she found this method.
It made her feel Godly. She felt superior and powerful. Only she had the power to end his life or save him and Koharu loved the idea that she could control his fate. Another gurgle exited from Shin's mouth, the last sound to show that he still had a fight left in him. The spark however didn't last and he began to go still and feel lifeless in her hand. He became less appealing for Koharu to see. And so she let her hand go.
She gave Shin the ability to breathe again. He had a second chance to live. Koharu gave him his right to live back. Shin slumped over to his right and started to cough and wheeze, desperately trying to get the lack of air back into his lungs. The flexing of his torso as he coughed and the motion of his gaping mouth to suck in as much air as possible reminded Koharu a lot like a fish straight out of water trying to breathe air, while she waited for him to catch his breath.
When his wheezing and coughing stopped and the only thing moving was the raising and falling of his chest. Only then did the lean teenage girl speak again.
“Do you know what you've done?” Koharu whispered, her tone only a tad bit lighter. “Why you're here?” She watched Shin shake his head. “The things you did: Attempted murder, armed robbery, illegal drug deals, aggravated assault of an officer, and I'm sure there's more. THAT'S why you're here.”
Shin's bottom lip quivered. His mouth opened, gasping for air. Sweat began to form around the sides of his face and to his upper lip. Koharu shook her head at him, disappointed then sighed.
“That's a lot you've done in the past five years. How is it that you've never ended in jail for any of this?” Koharu questioned.
“Why do you care?! W-what are you?! Are you a police officer?! Did the police send you so that I can confess and go to jail?!” Shin screamed back.
Koharu laughed and it wasn't a light type of laugh. It was loud and jolly, as if she was enjoying his emotional stress. She patted Shin on the shoulder.
“Shin, I'm not the police and you're not going to jail. The only place you're going when I'm done with you is five feet into the ground.” Koharu corrected.
The color left his face the second she spoke those bone chilling words. The wide clearly visible grin on Koharu's face teased him and haunted him. Shin's eyes widened. He stared at his maker, too stunned to move or to think. This was going to be it.
This was going to be the end. He would have rather rotted in jail than be here with this murderous nutcase, but the ropes tied perfectly around his body made it impossible to move let alone breathe. Koharu returned back toward the table, her eyes scanning the other items that rested to the top of the rotting wood. Shin could barely make out what she was carefully viewing over, but the way she stayed fixated on this unknown object the more he began to worry.
He could barely see her figure well enough due to the poor lighting, but when she was done looking he could see clearly the metallic shine of a blade. Koharu turned back to his position and slowly walked her way forward with her dagger in hand.
“Before we start I just want to let you know. You can scream all you want. No one will hear you.” Koharu informed.
She stepped forward, raising the dagger above her head.
“NO! NO! WAIT!” Shin shouted.
Shin's words, however, were falling upon deaf ears. It was clear his cries and begging was hopeless. Koharu wasn't going to stop, not for him or for anyone else. She enjoyed this too much. The screaming and the pleading, it was music to her ears.
This was too much of an enjoyment for her. Someone had to punish the sinners that easily slipped away. She was just the person to do so.
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You have made the coolest, scariest Koharu ever! :bow: :bow:
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:stunned:
DUDE! that shit was bananas!
:banana: B-A-NA-NA-S! :banana:
:ding:
koha was sooo deliciously creepy
like super duper creepy
like dang i got chills creepy... i mean Killer Koha is crazy yo like CRAZY CRAZY like i can't even think properly anymore!
UPDATE! lol i cant wait to see when shit hits the fan and like... sayu finds out :shocked:
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Psychopath indeed. Meticulously illustrated :bow: :bow: :bow:
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Creepy ebil Koha :twisted: I'm loving this story more and more. No, seriously! :D
Your writings is so detailed that I can actually visualised watching this scene in my head. Popcorn, anyone? XD
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*run and hide* :mon curtain: ARH~~~~~~~ this reminds me of SAW~ !
from hugs pillow and wait to -> :on freeze: and wait
=]
:mon bat: *poof*
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CHAPTER 6: After Math
The car ride to Koharu's apartment was silent. The young girl sat driving for hours in darkness and silence. She did not bother to fiddle with the radio. She preferred this quietness to spend most of her car ride thinking and reflecting to her previous murder. The black haired teenager stared back into her reflection in the rear view mirror, noticing the lack of light that didn't twinkle in her young once joyful eyes. Her eyes were as dark as the night around her while driving, just two black holes showing back the lack of emotions the nurse in training lacked. As she stared back to her double, Koharu began to remember back to her current kill, recalling Shin's screams for mercy clearly in her jumbled mind. She remembered the most what she did to stop his pleas. Her eyes began to haze, going back to the memory of Shin's death.
Koharu didn't waste any time to kill Shin. The second her blade reached down to his face she made sure the sharp weapon cut through a main artery which happened to be the jugular of his neck and waited for its effect. She watched closely and silently for him to finally die. It was slow at first and it was painful, but it was effective in getting her job done. The blood that sprouted from Shin's neck didn't bother Koharu, despite that the blood was sprouting in large amounts from the long slit along his throat. Thick streams of red life sprayed onto his clothing. The chosen method was just another of her ways to go in for the kill. A knife can be less messy than a gun depending on how the person is killed and slicing someone's throat had to be one of the messy ways to kill with a blade.
Though the kicking and thrashing Shin did as he bled may have bothered Koharu more than the amount of blood that started to pool around his feet just a little. He couldn't stay still and he kept making this awful choking noise from his mouth as he sat there bound in his ropes. Koharu knew that those sounds were from the blood that settled to the back of his throat, choking him. Either Shin was going to bleed to death or he would suffocate, Koharu wasn't sure which one would win first. All her concern at this point was if he had died and stayed that way. She had to make sure this man didn't have so much as a weak heartbeat. She preferred that the heartbeat remained dead and still.
The process didn't take long luckily and eventually Shin's rapid movements began to slow down before coming to a stand still. His death was quick and Koharu was home now, realizing during the whole car ride she had been daydreaming about tonight and running on autopilot. Mentally, Koharu prepared herself for Sayumi's verbal discipline the second she would come through the door, if Sayumi were still awake at this insanely late hour. But to Koharu's luck, Sayumi wasn't anywhere in sight and Koharu wasn't presented with scolding and yelling.
The young girl silently made her way through the apartment, until she spotted something on her way passed the couch. Laying peacefully on her side curled against the couch, Sayumi slept almost angelically. Koharu had to admit it was a cute sight to see. Obviously, Sayumi had been here waiting for Koharu's return, and clearly without her knowledge had fell fast asleep. The taller girl felt a small smile stretch across her face and a small throb in her chest as she studied Sayumi's cute position.
Carefully, Koharu scooped Sayumi into her arms bridal style and walked her way steadily toward their room as to not wake the sleeping bunny. Koharu was just as gentle placing Sayumi onto their bed. Just as Sayumi touched the bed a small mumble exited her mouth and Koharu stood still. Slowly, thick black lashes fluttered and Koharu found herself starting extremely close into dark sleepy eyes. Groggily, Sayumi's hand brushed back strands of messy hair before parting her bangs to see better, followed by another low mumble. Koharu's mouth pressed together in a thin line, not knowing what to expect from her sleepy girlfriend. She just hoped that Sayumi was too tired to ask questions or yell.
“You're home?” Sayumi yawned.
“Yeah.” Koharu whispered.
Sayumi smiled lazily before tying her arms around Koharu's slender neck. “I missed you.” Again, another yawn escaped the bunny's mouth. “What took you...so long?”
Koharu could tell she was easily slipping back to her gentle slumber. “I had a busy day at the hospital.” She answered.
Sayumi lifted her head and brushed her lips softly against Koharu's round cheek. The crazed killer could feel the warmth Sayumi gave off as she breathed steadily still in a state of grogginess. The fact of their closeness didn't bother Koharu after she felt this strange surge of heat fill her within seconds from the center of her body. But that all was pushed away the second Sayumi's lips touched hers and before Koharu knew it, they were kissing, quite passionately. Sayumi pulled Koharu down so that she was closer to the edge of the bed to continue their hungry kiss. Koharu let Sayumi take the lead during their kiss, not sure herself how to react to such an action. She stood still, keeping her hands firmly on Sayumi's waist, wondering how long this kiss would last. A moan came from Sayumi's mouth, wanting more than to deepen the kiss. Koharu felt the pale skinned woman's hands shift slowly downward from her neck to her arms and finally settled on to her hips.
Lightly, Sayumi pushed the hem of Koharu's yellow colored t-shirt up and easily slipped her hand under the cotton material, touching soft smooth skin. Koharu's body stiffen and shivered. The touch to her girlfriend's hand was gentle, causing her body to react in a way Koharu was not prepared for. She felt goosebumps form to the area Sayumi touched and the hairs around her neck were on edge. Without realization, Sayumi's hands moved downward and undid the button to Koharu's pants, slipping inside her jeans with ease. Koharu pulled back with a gasp and wrapped her hand around Sayumi's wrist to stop her actions. It took Koharu a few seconds to catch her breath and gather information to the situation she just entered. Her brain wasn't cooperating to get her to speak or to move other than the previous actions she's just done.
“S-Sayumi.” Koharu stuttered.
Koharu locked eyes with dark lustful ones and another wave of unknown emotions flushed through the young girl's body. She bit her bottom lip trying quickly to collect herself.
“I don't...it's too late, Sayumi.” Koharu stated.
Sayumi yanked her arm back, clearly disappointed. Koharu flinched and stepped back to put space between the two of them again. She heard Sayumi shift in their bed. The air around the two girls were thick and unsettling. Koharu kept her gaze toward her feet, finding that spot the most interesting rather than Sayumi's face of sadness and anger.
“Why do you always do that?” Sayumi whispered, not a single evidence of anger in her voice. “You always push me away when I come too close.”
Koharu didn't dare to look or to speak. The silence remained and that only made the tension grow. Koharu did the only thing she knew she could do, she ran.
“I'll sleep on the couch, goodnight!” She yelped, in a rush to leave.
Sayumi's hand was quicker than to her hasty exist and tied around Koharu's wrist. The older girl yanked Koharu back, bringing the youngest girl to the edge of the bed again. Sayumi looked directly into her girlfriend's eyes and put her other hand around Koharu's waist. She could tell Koharu was nervous and her fingers started to fidget.
“I love you.” Sayumi stated. “And I want to show my love for you other than just living with you. I want to let you feel what I feel for you. Don't you love me too?”
“Yes.” Koharu replied, in a low tone.
“Then sleep with me tonight?” Sayumi asked. “I'll be cold with you gone.”
Koharu nodded, too drawn into Sayumi's soft tone of voice and dark luring eyes that she was staring at the entire time of Sayumi's small explanation. Sayumi let go of her girlfriend's wrist, moving over to make some space for her lover. Koharu quickly crawled into bed, not bothering to change her clothing and laid to her side. Sayumi curled behind her, nestling her face into the back of Koharu's neck and wrapped her arms around Koharu's middle section. The shorter girl let out a content sigh before closing her heavy lids to sleep once again while Koharu on the other hand laid wide away, staring into the wall of their room. She felt different. Her stomach was warm and tingled. This was just another set of emotions and sensations she couldn't quite name again and it scared her that these phases were no longer fearful to her. It only seemed natural each time they appeared. Breaking herself of her tangled and baffled thoughts, Koharu closed her eyes, forcing herself to rest in the arms of her warm and loving girlfriend.
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“Takahashi-san, you've arrived.” One police officer announced, in relief. “Let her through she's a cop.”
The other officers dressed in navy blue lifted the tape for the small officer as the rest of the men fought to keep the hungry questioning reporters back at bay. Ai turned around to glance at the yelling men and women with mics in hands and to the flashing cameras that went off every second to see if they could catch anything from the warehouse doorway. She spun back around, shaking her head to the annoying press and sighed. The officer that announced her arrival jogged after her.
“What are we dealing with?” Ai asked.
“Homicide. The man was found with his throat cut open. He bled to death.” The police replied.
“Any finger prints? Weapons left behind?” Ai questioned.
The man shook his head. “None at all. Who ever this was they made sure to keep everything cleaning.” He informed. “It'll be a hard case to crack.”
“I'll handle it.” Ai snapped.
She walked through the warehouse door and followed the flashing lights to the crime scene photographer on sight. Several other officers greeted their fellow officer while others continued to search for any given clues.
“You did a good clean up as always, Koharu.” Ai mumbled.
She stepped between two taller male workers and met with Koharu's latest kill. His skin was ghostly pale and his head dropped down, covering the gash in his neck. Ai took a closer step for a better view, her eyes carefully scanning for any slip ups. Ai would have to do very little to cover Koharu's footsteps since it seemed that most of her footprints were hard to track.
“Another one gets what they deserve.” Ai whispered.
“Move out of my way before I kick you in your package!” A nasally voice shrieked.
Ai picked up her head to see her male officers get pushed as the intruder made their way on to the crime scene while other cops voluntarily stepped aside remembering the threat that seemed to speak the truth to this intruder's words. Ai frowned. This was a closed warehouse only limited officers were allowed access to this crime. At the end of the path, Ai was met with a small thin girl pissed at the previous officers that didn't make it easier for her to enter sooner. Ai walked up to the girl with pigtails so that she wouldn't get sight of the murder victim.
“Who are you?” Ai sneered.
“Tanaka Reina. I'll be taking over this case from now on.” The wonky eyed girl briskly replied.
Ai felt her body run cold and the color left from her skin. Her face of fear didn't last for long and was quickly masked by rage. She folded her arms over her chest, glaring at the tiny girl that just proclaimed herself as head police to this crime.
“There is only ONE person in command here and that's ME.” Ai corrected.
Reina chuckled, looking Ai over and rolled her eyes. “Listen here you big eared monkey! Reina is in charge now. You have a problem with that?!”
Ai pouted as her hands touched her ears, upset from Reina's insult. “I don't have big ears and I do NOT look like a monkey!” She defended.
“Whatever, the point is shrimp this case is now under government control. You and your little cop buddies can leave.” Reina stated.
Ai frowned, growing even more impatience of this stranger. “Who are you calling shrimp, midget!?”
Reina took a step forward and Ai followed. Neither girl was going to back down and Ai was most certainly not going to hand over leadership to her crime. She was assigned this crime and no one else.
“Listen kid this crime is mine and you sure as hell can't just come in here and say it's yours now. So why don't you leave and take your wonky eye with you!” Ai equipped.
Reina's entire face turned red and her hands shook. “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!” She growled. “You did NOT just make fun of my eye!” Reina raised her hand ready to punch the small officer's lights out in one hit.
“Reina, stop it!”
The hot tempered agent struggled to obey and relax her tense hand that was already set to deliver its blow. A deep sigh exited her mouth. Ai eyed the second intruder annoyed. She didn't need another person telling her to drop this crime. The tall dark orange colored woman smiled politely to the officer.
“I'm sorry about that. I specifically ordered Reina to tell you that she was working on this crime instead of just causing trouble with you. I'm Goto Maki, Reina's commander.” Maki apologized.
“Takahashi Ai.” Ai introduced, warily. “You're taking over my case, huh?”
“You see we have a hunch that the person doing all these skilled killings is someone that normal police officers should not come against.” Maki explained. “This isn't an ordinary killer, Takahashi-san. And I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but you could be in danger.”
“Yeah, so we're here to stop the crazy bitch. Ya know, wipe her out.” Reina added.
“I'm not handing over my leadership to you.” Ai denied.
“Takahashi-san, please understand that this killer isn't like the street criminals.” Maki pleaded.
“I suggest we discuss this at the station.” Ai declared.
“Geez, you're so stubborn!” Reina screamed.
“If that's what you want then we'll talk at the station.” Maki agreed.
Ringing emitting from Reina's pants pocket echoed through the warehouse interrupting the conversation. She fished her phone out of her pocket and pressed the on button. The black screen to her device lit and filled with Aika's smiling face. Reina, glared to her screen even more aggravated to see Aika's annoying face.
“What is it, Aika?!” Reina hissed.
“Did everything go as planned?” Aika asked.
“No, it didn't. We're on our way to the police station to sort this out.”
Aika let out a chuckle. “You didn't do as Goto-san asked did you? I knew you would screw this up. You always do!”
Reina flinched to the sound of Aika's girlish giggling. “Will you shut up?! I can't stand your voice!”
“Alright, I'm leaving. Let me know when everything gets sorted out. I have to tell Goto-san the latest news about the girl your looking for.” Aika agreed. “Oh, one more thing! Remember when you said you DIDN'T drink my soda? Yeah, well, while you were gone I ran a DNA test then dusted for finger prints. You liar! You DID drink my soda! You owe me a new one. See you later pinokio!”
Aika waved at the screen then the screen turned black.
“You brat! Wait until I see you!” Reina shouted, to the small screen. “I swear you're going to be sorry!”
“Uh...Reina?” Maki called.
Reina noticed the amount of eyes on her at her sudden explosion and rubbed the back of her neck embarrassed.
“Is she always like this?” Ai asked, to Maki.
“Most of the time.” She replied. “Are you OK, Reina?”
“I'll be fine, for now. Let's just leave already!” Reina responded.
“We can take my car.” Ai offered.
The three girls walked towards the exit of the crime scene. Each step Ai took the more she began to worry and become nervous. If these two girls were allowed control of Ai's crime then Koharu was doomed and most importantly Ai would get caught herself for giving top secret information to a killer. Ai would very well lose her job. The officer's heart raced and her hands turned clammy. She couldn't allow Reina and Maki full control of this case. She needed to find a way to intervene or at least warn Koharu. Or they were both doomed.
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Koharu pulled back with a gasp and wrapped her hand around Sayumi's wrist to stop her actions. It took Koharu a few seconds to catch her breath and gather information to the situation she just entered. Her brain wasn't cooperating to get her to speak or to move other than the previous actions she's just done.
“S-Sayumi.” Koharu stuttered.
Koharu locked eyes with dark lustful ones and another wave of unknown emotions flushed through the young girl's body. She bit her bottom lip trying quickly to collect herself.
“I don't...it's too late, Sayumi.” Koharu stated.
OMG that hurts Sayu :cry: :cry: Please don't hurt her, Koharu-chan :(
“Why do you always do that?” Sayumi whispered, not a single evidence of anger in her voice. “You always push me away when I come too close.”
I'm also wondering why... Does Koharu really love Sayu?? :O
Don't break SayuKoha love, please XD
I really find the part where Koharu places Sayu on their bed so much sweet. :wub:
Thank you for the great update!!! XD XD I want to read more!
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MakiReina is in town! Damn what's going to happen to Koharu and Ai :O Something tells me it's gonna be a hella of a ride from now on
My guess the reason why Koharu doesn't want to cross the line with Sayu is because she is afraid. For someone who is so void of feelings, love can be quite intimidating. Just hope Sayu doesn't get hurt
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Aika running DNA testing on the can, lol.
*Sayu/Koha make out scene*
:mon bleed2: :mon mischief:
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The second her blade reached down to his face she made sure the sharp weapon cut through a main artery which happened to be the jugular of his neck and waited for its effect.
:shocked eww
Mentally, Koharu prepared herself for Sayumi's verbal discipline the second she would come through the door
:lol:
The taller girl felt a small smile stretch across her face and a small throb in her chest as she studied Sayumi's cute position.
Soft spot?
“I love you.” Sayumi stated. “And I want to show my love for you other than just living with you. I want to let you feel what I feel for you. Don't you love me too?”
“Yes.” Koharu replied, in a low tone.
So, what's the problem Kuharu
“Then sleep with me tonight?” Sayumi asked. “I'll be cold with you gone.”
Aww
“Listen here you big eared monkey!
:rofl:
Ai pouted as her hands touched her ears
Damn :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:
It'll be a riot if the two, the midget and the shrimp XD , will work together :lol:
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:on freeze: I flinched a little when i read about the killing.. haha.. it is just so not my thing but i like where the story is going.. :P
I guess Koharu is feeling the killer guilt when someone like Sayu touches her heart? It makes her from insane to sane again.. and i guess it scares her a little...
“I don't have big ears and I do NOT look like a monkey!”
So why don't you leave and take your wonky eye with you!
- LOL.. only girl fight could end up like that... saying things that are more personal~
Yeah, well, while you were gone I ran a DNA test then dusted for finger prints. You liar! You DID drink my soda! You owe me a new one. See you later pinokio!”
- Haha.. all the fun you can get at a criminal lab :P
:mon bat:
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C5
Oh.my... I don't know what to say except...SUGOII!! :thumbup All that description was epic. It was like a movie! I'll take you up on that popcorn offer Badsaints. Which flavor? :D
C6
KohaShige was :inlove: I wonder why Koharu can be so cool when she's killing people but she can't open up to Sayumi *ponders*
uh oh... Reina means trouble. If Ai's not watching her back I think Koharu's gonna get caught sooner or later. And I don't think she can stop killing people now. She's in too deep. I can't wait to see how this unfolds :shocked
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CHAPTER 7: Intervention
Koharu didn't wake the following day until mid-afternoon. She had slept for hours much over her daily night of sleep and because of that she felt energized. For once, the young girl was not tired, but felt fully rested and ready for the day. She can't remember a time when she was able to sleep peacefully without having terrifying nightmares or the feeling of restlessness.
The sudden burst of energy was new. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Koharu made her way out of bed and toward the bathroom. Sayumi wasn't anywhere to be seen when Koharu woke up so that meant the bathroom had to be free by now. Her daily morning routine took longer than usually since today was her day off.
Koharu didn't have to be in a rush or a time limit to use the bathroom before leaving. She had time to relax or how she saw it, had more time to plan her victim's capture and clean traceless death. When her morning routine was completed Koharu made her way to the kitchen with slight dejection, realizing that she just might be bombarded with questions again from her ever worried girlfriend.
“Oh good you're up!” Sayumi greeted, seeing Koharu enter the kitchen.
Koharu walked passed Sayumi and went straight to the cabinet to take out a cup. The instant she turned around she was given a peck on her cheek. Koharu stood against the counter in a daze to the intimate action. Koharu's mind was half way into dreamland while the other half was piecing together the joyful expression Sayumi wore towards the tall teenager. She's never seen a person smile this wide or happily at her.
Koharu was both amused and amazed at such a cheery smile, yet tried to figure out how can someone put on such a smile towards another person and her no less. The human emotions and expressions were still a mystery to the dark haired teenager. Sayumi looked up to her girlfriend lovingly, while clasping her hands together under her chin and tilted her head to the side a little to complete her cute pose.
“Did you sleep well last night?” Sayumi questioned.
Koharu placed her hands to the edge of the counter and let out a small breath. The lack of space between them both made her just a bit uncomfortable. Sayumi had never been this close to her and Koharu knew it had to do with what happened last night. It was because of Koharu allowing Sayumi to cuddle her that triggered Sayumi's need for further contact.
“Um...yes. I slept just fine.” Koharu croaked. “Listen, I have a free day so I think I'll spend it sleeping.”
Sayumi's face light up with glee. She put a hand to Koharu's light blue T-shirt and curled her fingers around the hem. A devilish smirk replaced Sayumi's sweet and loving smile.
“You have a free day?” Sayumi repeated. “I know a better way you can spend it.”
Koharu's body tightened to the sound of Sayumi's seducing voice. She knew what Sayumi was hinting, but the very thought of doing the act...scared her? Koharu didn't know what the emotion was, but she knew she didn't want to spend her day fooling around when she could be planning needed deaths. The skilled killer felt her body shake. It angered her when she didn't know why. Koharu had no control over her body and that was new to her.
Still trying to put together what's happening before her, Koharu watched Sayumi frown.
“What's wrong? Don't you want to...” Sayumi trailed off.
Koharu licked her dry lips before talking. She felt suddenly very thirsty now that Sayumi chose a topic Koharu didn't want to face just yet.
“No it's just...” Koharu tried to think over her words before answering. “I never...”
“Oh...” Sayumi whispered. “It would be your first time? You're nervous?”
Koharu nodded, lying about the emotion that was ripping through her at this moment. What she felt didn't matter to her, but Koharu would just take any reason to get out of this situation that was making her less comfortable by the second. Sayumi's hand blindly found Koharu's motionless ones and linked through her fingers, an action that was meant to sooth Koharu, but instead made her more frantic.
“It's okay. It won't hurt. Well...for a second, but I promise I'll be gentle.” Sayumi whispered.
The second Sayumi's other hand slipped its way under Koharu's shirt she knew she was in a tight situation. If Koharu had not allowed Sayumi to proceed further it would make her highly disappointed and possibly angry, but if Koharu continued it would make her feel awkward and trapped. The coldblooded killer was stuck. This made her feel cornered and she hated feeling ambushed.
What could she do? The longer Koharu stood here, the more she realized surges of heat filled her and something in her head told her she wanted this even if the deed itself seemed strange to the younger girl. Koharu closed her eyes and gulped. Her best decision was to just stop thinking and do what came to her mind first. However, it was a difficult task because on impulse her first reaction was to attack and possible kill the girl in front of her, but that option just didn't seem appropriate to the raven haired killer at the moment after some deep thinking.
It surprised Koharu that she held back her instinct to stab or hack at the thing that caused her an inner turmoil. She didn't like fear. She didn't like any emotion and felt content with emptiness. That fact that she felt nothing and everything inside of her was empty made everything easier for Koharu. It meant no strings were attached and it was clear that with Sayumi it was against what she liked.
Pushing aside her urge to attack, Koharu cleared her mind. Her body began to move on its own. Her body was now running on auto, not fully aware of her actions. When Koharu opened her eyes she found her mouth pressed against Sayumi's and her arms were firmly around Sayumi's small waist. Everything around the doe eyed teenager didn't feel like her anymore.
It was as if she was watching herself do something and she had no control over it. Sayumi's arms finally wrapped around Koharu's neck and her weight shifted to the front of her feet to try and reach up and kiss Koharu. Their sealed mouths moved together, intensifying their kiss.
Koharu knew her mind shut down because she then grabbed onto Sayu when their kiss was over and lead her to the couch in a hurry. Her mind was gone, but her body was reacting to the kisses and touches they shared. Sayumi let out a small gasp when she was pushed down to the couch and Koharu straddled her hips.
In earnest, Koharu's hands worked quickly to strip Sayumi of her clothing until she was left bare. Sayumi moaned and picked up Koharu's shirt at the hem. The round faced girl lifted her arms to allow Sayumi to remove the shirt, but that was all.
Koharu pulled Sayumi forward to kiss her again and this gave Sayumi the chance to change her position so that she was no longer the one being dominated. The silent killer felt herself be eased back towards the couch until her back touched the soft fabric of the cushions. Sayumi leaned forward to kiss Koharu's slim neck, while her hands wandered to Koharu's lean body. The bunny's hands traveled down Koharu's arms, to the sides of her ribcage, and to her flat stomach.
Koharu let out several sighs of contentment, too stunned to be fully aware of Sayumi's actions. Koharu finally let out a moan when Sayumi bit at Koharu's earlobe. This gave Sayumi a boost of confidence and she started to grind her hips against Koharu's at a steady pace. The dazed killer felt Sayumi's hand yank down her pajama pants for better contact. This made Koharu a little more alert, but when Sayumi blew into Koharu's ear teasingly it send her back into another state of bliss followed by another sharp moan.
Sayumi chuckled, pleased with Koharu's reaction and slid her hand up Koharu's arm and closed it around her wrist. The tight lock around the shady girl made her quiver in fear. Koharu broke free of Sayumi's grasp and sat up alarmed. She attached her lips to Sayumi's neck and bit down as hard as she could. Sayumi let out shrieks of pain, but was left debilitated once she felt Koharu's fingers slip their way between Sayumi's legs.
Sayumi's small hands clamped around Koharu's back for needed support. The pain of Koharu's bites hurt, but for some reason it felt good at the same time. The bites however were nothing until Koharu's fingers were shoved into silky folds, leaving Sayumi to scream out louder than she could imagine.
“Ah, K-Koharu!” Sayumi choked.
Koharu let go of Sayumi's neck and licked the bites mark in a tender manner. Sayumi knew there was some blood. She felt liquid lazily oozing out when Koharu let go. Koharu's left hand glided over Sayumi's trembling body and to the back of her neck to tangle in thick black locks. Sayumi cringed for a second when Koharu's hand turned into a tight fist, holding a handful of jet black hair.
Koharu turned her attention away from the tiny drops of blood and to Sayumi's moist mouth. The two lovers kissed again in a much more heated and almost rough kiss. Koharu's tongue swirled with Sayumi's small tongue feverishly. The more dominate tongue corrected Sayumi's guess when she tasted a tint of blood in Koharu's mouth.
That small fact didn't bother Sayumi however and neither did the amount of roughness Koharu gave her. It made Sayumi feel more excited. Koharu pulled Sayumi's head back slightly to get better access to the other side of her neck and Sayumi felt a rush of arousal fill her. Koharu dived in and sunk her teeth in delicate skin again.
Sayumi let out a small moan and continued to hold on to Koharu. She didn't care if Koharu was rough with her. As long as it were Koharu Sayumi would take anything Koharu had given her. She enjoyed it.
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“So you're telling me...what I could be dealing with is a psychopath? Some loony killer that's a threat to anyone?” Ai repeated.
“Takahashi-san, you have no idea what she's capable of. This killer is unstable.” Maki explained.
Ai gave out a small laugh. “Aren't all killers?”
“This one is different. Now she might be killing criminals, but how long will it be before she kills good people? Her ability to tell reality from fiction is weak and her control on her impulses will eventually disappear. She has to be stopped.” Maki clarified, her hands closing into tight fist out of angry for the remorseless killer.
Ai settled into her chair, processing Maki's reasoning to have Ai's power as leader handed down to Maki and her team. The wise military leader made perfect sense as to what could go wrong in this killer's mind. The more the officer's thought about the possibilities of Koharu losing herself in her dark desires became very clear. Ai realized that she never was in control that an unstable person such as Koharu was not something that could be checked in order.
The young murder is unpredictable with a mind of her own that has no steady grasp on the world around her. The cop's chest filled with panic as her mind worked overtime to put together the scenarios that can go wrong. Koharu can very well expose Ai as her secret source to the endless amount of victims Koharu has killed. The whole unit of her co-workers will strip her of her badge and she would spend years in prison.
Ai will be humiliated and harassed from the public. The more the skilled officer thought about the numerous results to her fate the more she saw that if she handed over her case to Maki and Reina she will be facing the same problem if Koharu decided to snitch on Ai. The skilled officer was in a jam. If she didn't agree to hand the case over Maki would probably suspect Ai of probably hiding Koharu and that was something the small cop didn't want.
She had to think of something. She couldn't remain quiet, sitting at her desk. She needed a plan to somehow still have control over the case.
“I'll need more time to think on this.” Ai said, breaking the silence.
Reina let out an annoyed sigh. Her patients was running thin. She wanted action and she wanted the rights to this case now to do that. Maki gave her solider a warning glance, seeing that Reina was becoming restless then faced Ai once again with a calm face.
Ai looked back at her, trying to read the stare in Maki's eyes. It was hard to tell if Maki was either upset from Ai's claim or suspicious. The tall commander was poised and very relaxed. The short haired officer wasn't sure if that was a good thing.
“We understand.” Maki replied, in a tranquil tone. “After all, this is your case and this is your city.”
Ai put her hands down to the top of her desk to keep her nerves back to normal. “If I hand this case over it will only draw attention to the media and the citizens will panic.” Ai explained.
“I understand. I am aware of what my team's presence will bring.” Maki coolly assured.
“Please, give me a day to think this over.” Ai begged. “I want to think over the possible cons and pros to this.”
Maki stood up from her seat and nodded. She smiles at Ai before heading towards the door. Reina's head snapped back to her leader in a frown. She found it odd that Maki wasn't going to push for permission any longer. Maki was usually more demanding and she shouldn't stop since this crazy killer is a potential danger to everyone in this city.
“Goto-san...” Reina called.
“Let's go Reina. Takahashi-san had asked for a day of consideration and we're going to give her that.” Maki interrupted, still facing the door.
Reina faced Ai again and glared. Ai sat back in her chair, blinking unfazed from Reina's deadly stare. The furious kitten shot up from her seat and dashed over to her commander with no further words. She knew better to talk back when Maki was in a calm mood because deep down that harmonious state meant she was angry. Maki opened the door and left with Reina, leaving Ai in complete silence.
She stretched back in her seat and let out a frustrated sigh. Running a hand through her brown hair, Ai sat forward again, staring at her pen she picked up from her desk. She began to lightly tap the writing utensil on the polished wood surface as her mind began to wonder.
Shortly after, Ai snapped out from her daze and picked up her cell phone. She had to tell Koharu even if she wasn't going to like it. With shaky fingers, Ai dialed down familiar numbers in a hurry.
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Koharu put the last of her clothes on and looked herself over in her bedroom mirror. After she had spend hours pleasuring Sayumi the youngest girl felt dirty. It wasn't because Koharu was sweaty, in fact she made sure to let Sayumi receive all the pleasure and touching the the older girl with her own hands was enough to make Koharu feel filthy even somewhat disgusted with her previous actions. It wasn't long before Koharu had decided to take a shower.
When she was sure Sayumi was asleep only then did Koharu leave. It took so long to get to the bathroom because Sayumi had begged Koharu to stay with her so that they could cuddle. On impulse, Koharu's first thoughts to such a question was no, but she knew that Sayumi would be outraged to such a blunt answer and then would come a series of questions, so unwillingly, Koharu agreed.
It was the least she could agree upon since she had earlier denied Sayumi's request to strip. Blinking back her previous memory, Koharu walked into the bathroom to see if she was presentable to be outside. She had business to attend and urges to quench and she only had little time before Sayumi woke up again.
Pleased with her appearance, Koharu left the bathroom to make her way out the apartment until her cell phone rang. Not wanting to awaken Sayumi, Koharu quickly grabbed her cell that was resting on the counter top and flipped it open before get a look at the front screen.
“What?” Koharu harshly questioned.
“We have a problem.” Ai replied.
Koharu felt her body turn to ice. Her eyes flickered with rage. Those were the words she didn't want to face and hated to hear. Her stance became stiff.
“Meet me at your closest cemetery in five minutes and try to be discreet.” Ai instructed.
Koharu heard a click on the other end and closed her phone. She slipped the device into her pocket and hurried out the door. Her mind now had a new objective. Fueled by anger, Koharu zipped down the street and into her car.
If this so called problem was going to stop Koharu from her need to punish then she had to stop what would be the main cause to her discovery. Once inside her car, Koharu's hands searched through the glove compartment and pulled out a knife. Staring closely at the slick blade, Koharu reached out to the back seat of her car and picked up her sweater. The young teenager knew what she had to do to remain unknown.
Ai was now a hindrance, another cause to her problem, but at least this problem can be fixed. Clutching the knife in her hand, Koharu placed it on her lap while she started the car and drove. She looked forward to her meeting with Ai.
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Omg, she's going to kill Ai!? WTF mate?
Btw, it's been a while, so I'm surprised at how quickly this plot came back to me.
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Had to catch up on this story as didn't read it when it first came out, man what a story, Koha is a great character in this and it' an excellent plot, really hopr u finish this now!
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CHAPTER 8: Temptation
“You're back!” Aika excitingly shouted, spinning around in her computer chair to face her team. “Wait...you're back?” She realized that the only person who should be back is Maki, but quickly noticed Reina's presence with her. Taking a look to her teammates' expression, the computer wiz instantly put together that they were angry and nothing went as planned.
Maki and Reina walked up the stoop, leading to the platform where the computer technician was and stood in front of Aika. The youngest member held a worried face. She didn't like that her team members were silent. Aika felt better hearing them talk even if that meant Reina will be screaming and fighting with her again.
“What's wrong?” Aika asked. “Did the case get handed to you?”
“That stupid cop wants a day to think about it!” Reina snapped, Aika only was slightly as ease to hear Reina's voice. “How can it be so easy to not give us the rights?! We've provided enough information to take over.”
“Not entirely.” Maki corrected. “Even if Takahashi-san is a cop she is still in some way a civilian and civilians aren't allowed the information that government agents have access to.”
Aika glanced to her leader, finding it difficult to read her commander's emotions the most. “So Takahashi-san doesn't know that this killer used to be government property?” The genius asked.
“If we tell her that she'll only have more questions. The very exist of this killer was supposed to be a secret.” Maki explained, her face shifting into an inquiring expression. “What I can't get is why this killer does exist. It was supposed to be deposed of a long time ago.”
Reina looked to her leader in confusion. “What are you talking about Goto-san?”
Maki snapped out of her haze and smiled to Reina. “It's nothing. My theory could be wrong, which is why I don't want to make a big fuss about being allowed that case. My hunch can very well be wrong based on outdated facts I know.” Aika and Reina were baffled to Maki's rambling. “I'm not completely sure if anything I can remember be of use. I have come to an conclusion, however, that my gut feeling might be right based on Takahashi-san behavior from our meeting.”
“Behavior?” Aika curiously repeated.
“I suspect she just might be hiding something from me, possibly the person we're looking for.” Maki answered.
A gasped escaped from the two soldiers.
“You figured all that out from just speaking with her?!” Reina shouted, amazed.
Maki laughed and patted Reina's head affectionately. “You have to be more observant Reina. You're an agent. Besides, this isn't a fact it's just a suspicion, but still...that shouldn't be taken lightly. I will only like to work with Takahashi-san to keep on eye on her.” Maki clarified.
“Do you want me to plant hidden cameras?” Aika suggested, enthusiastically. “I've been working on a new camera device! It'll be great to give it a test run!”
“Not yet Aika. I need more to run on rather than just a personal guess.” Maki declined.
“So then what do we do?!” Reina growled. “I'm not just sitting in this lab with Aika all day again!”
Aika frowned at the cat's remark.
“You can be my test subject for my new weapons, Reina.” Aika snapped, with a devilish smile in place.
Reina glared at her. “Why so you can tazer me to death?! I'm surprised you haven't even poisoned me yet!” The yankii shot back.
“If you keep talking to me like that I just might slip something in your food!” Aika retorted.
“Enough you two!” Maki interrupted. “Reina if you're that concerned about spending your days down here I suppose you can go out for today. I expect you back before night so we can go over some training drills.”
Pleased with her chance of freedom from the underground lab, Reina quickly left more than happy to be outside doing more interesting things than arguing with Aika. Not accustom to the silence, Aika decided to speak again.
“Goto-san, why would Takahashi-san protect a killer?” Aika asked.
Maki turned around back to her technician member. “That I would like to find out.” Maki answered, before walking out the room too.
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Koharu rushed through the cemetery gate, scanning every part of the graveyard as she walked through rows of endless headstones. She couldn't waste anytime for this meeting. The longer the search went on to find the officer the more restless Koharu became. She was certain she had came here in less than five minutes why hasn't Ai done the same?
The black haired girl pulled the hood of her sweater over her head and stuffed her hands into the pockets. She stood in place, to get a better look of her surroundings. The cemetery stretched on for miles and in whatever distance Koharu can see, Ai was no where to be found. The grip around the handle to her knife, tucked safely into Koharu's sweater pockets, tightened in frustration. A small buzzing from within her pocket tore her from her angry thoughts and pulled the cellphone out.
“Where are you?!” Koharu hissed, no longer able to hide her rage.
“I'm in the crypt next to you. Hurry inside it's best we speak here.” Ai answered, hanging up again.
Koharu looked around for the stoned building and spotted one just a few feet away from her placed underneath a large old oak tree. She quickly entered the crypt and spotted Ai in the middle of the small building, waiting for her. Koharu carefully closed the door before walking over to the cop. The short woman watched Koharu's move carefully as she came near.
They way the crazy killer walked told Ai what she suspected Koharu felt and that was anger, pure anger. With her hand tucked into her jacket, Ai held her gun and curled her fingers around the trigger. They stood in place, staring at each other, seeing which one would be quick enough to pull out their weapon. Ai cleared her throat, deciding to speak first.
“I know that you're...” Ai froze in mid-sentence when the sharp edge of a blade was pressed to her neck.
Koharu's other hand grabbed the back of Ai's neck tightly. The taller girl, glared down at Ai, staring directly into her brown doe eyes. Ai gulped, looking back into the eyes of the person who can kill her any second. The cop began to shiver, while at the same time amazed at how fast Koharu pulled out her weapon and had Ai in a death grip.
She's never seen someone draw a weapon this quick before. Koharu stood still, the hold on Ai's neck still strong as she just watched Ai, taking in her reaction. Koharu knew this emotion it was something she's very familiar with. Fear, Koharu was seeing fear and it was something she liked. It was one of the few emotions Koharu can recognized.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you!” Koharu whispered, through clenched teeth.
Ai's heart began to race as the knife sunk a inch deeper into her skin. “B-because...for starters...I know who's going after you.” Ai croaked.
Koharu's weapon lowered. “That may be true, but I can find them myself even if I do choose to kill you.” Koharu raised her knife again, pointing the tip underneath Ai's chin. “You'll have to give me a better reason if you value your life.”
Ai began to sweat. She knew Koharu meant her words and she knew meeting with this insane girl was a risk, but she had to try and bargain with Koharu if she wanted to live. Ai watched Koharu's eyes flickered and at the corners of her mouth it started to twitch into a tiny smile. Koharu liked having the officer helpless.
She even looked forward to gutting Ai. The brown haired woman stood back in complete shock. She's never felt this afraid of her life since she's become a cop.
“I-I-I can stop them!” Ai quivered. “If I allow these people to work with me I can make sure they won't find you.”
Koharu put her knife down to her side. “Can you even do that?”
Ai rubbed the back of her sore neck. “I have my ways.” she answered.
“If you keep these people off my back then I won't kill you. Don't think after you're gone I can't kill you because like you Takahashi...I have my ways.” Koharu threatened. “I won't hesitate to kill you next time I see you.” The pale teenager latched on to Ai's shoulder and placed the knife to her neck again. Koharu moved her blade to the side and Ai's cringed.
Her shaky hand immediately went to her neck when she felt something wet trickle down to her chest. Pulling her fingers back, Ai saw the blood that collected at the tips and stared back at Koharu. The cut wasn't deep and didn't hit anything vital. It was a shallow wound, but a warning to the young officer. Koharu didn't tolerate mistakes or broken promises the mark on Ai's neck was a clear message.
“I want the names of every person that's after me. We'll have to meet somewhere else so that I can receive their file and any further update to this group on my trail.” Koharu instructed. “I expect you to listen Ai. If nothing is resolved, look for me at your door step because I will finish that job on your neck.”
Subconsciously, Ai's hand closed around her neck in fear to Koharu's threat. Ai watched Koharu clean her knife from left behind blood then stuff the weapon back into her pocket. The startled officer nodded, too shaken to speak. She realized that no only was her career now on the line, but so was her life.
“There's one more thing.” Ai announced. “I'll need you to stop killing for a while. That way you won't have to worry about getting caught. A week or two should do it.”
Koharu froze. Ai's works struck her like a rock to the head. The officer asked for something that just didn't seem logical to the teenager. It was a request unthinkable to the raven-haired girl. Koharu's eyes narrowed and her hands curled into fist.
Ai felt herself shiver at that dark glare. Running on her gut feeling, she held on tighter to her gun, feeling that she just might have to use it.
“If you stick to our plan that won't be necessary.” Koharu snapped, before walking out the crypt.
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Koharu couldn't go home after her small meeting with Ai. She was too worked up to go back home and relax. The black haired teenager needed to do something other than sit on a couch watching TV. She had a day off from work so going back to the hospital was out of the question. In desperate need to let out some steam, the tall girl decided to walk around the city to try and clear her head.
The orders from Ai was still stuck in her head. Koharu was to lay low with killing for about a week. She had to stop catching the criminals that deserved her punishment. That did not click with the young killer.
It was a command that didn't process through her cloudy mind. The remorse free nurse in training glanced around her as she walked down a crowd of people to no place in paticular.
The more she looked at these people who were eating, shopping, or working the more Koahru found it harder to NOT take one of them and slaughter them like the animals they were. She felt this strong urge to slice into someone's stomach and thrust her dagger into someone's chest. Her body even slightly shook in excitement to her idea.
The killer's mind kept wandering to the dark urge she so badly wanted to fulfill. Koharu stared down to the concrete ground and curled her fist closed tightly to control herself.
If she gave in to her desire she will easily exposed herself, but the temptation was too strong. Koharu finally realized taking a walk outside with all these people surrounding her was a bad idea after all. She needed to get back home if she wanted to remain hidden from her normal night time activities.
“Koharu-chan, I'm surprised to see you here!”
Koharu jumped when she felt a small hand on her shoulder and quickly turned around to face the intruder that invaded her personal space. Koharu met eye to eye with a familiar face with an even more familiar smile and put on a small smile of her own in return.
“Niigaki-san, good afternoon!” Koharu cheerfully greeted.
Risa smiled despite seeing the sudden happy mood from her trainee. “You're in a good mood today. You should get days off more often.”
“As much as I like this break I want to be back at work.” Koharu admitted. “It's too boring without doing something.”
“You're one of those workaholics, huh?” Risa laughed. “If you want to work that badly you can come with me. I'm heading back at the hospital. I was called in because one of the doctor's went home early.”
“No, that's okay, I have to do an errand.” Koharu declined.
Not taking no for an answer, Risa proposed another suggestion to her busy worker.
“How about I just drive you to where you're going? My car is just around the corner. Please, let me help you get around a little quicker. It's very crowded today.” Risa begged. “Besides, who wants to be around this crowd? I know I work with people because it's my career, but I have to admit they can be such a hindrance.”
Koharu tried to fight herself from frowning at such a claim from a social girl such as Risa. The doctor was so friendly and welcoming to strangers and any person she came across. This statement threw the younger girl back almost in a small state of shock. Maybe, the brown haired woman had another part of her that Koharu didn't know. It sure made her curious to search for such a side the black haired girl is positive does not exist.
A small smile sketched across Risa face as they stared at each other in silence. Even the bean's best warming smile began to set Koharu's mind reeling to the true meaning behind it. Feeling herself getting dizzy trying to search for her questions, Koharu gave up and smiles back, only faintly. She rationalized she was imagining the meaning to her teacher's words, probably because she began to like the idea of not being alone. It would mean the teenager was not also living a double life.
“Koharu?” Risa called, trying to get her student's attention again.
“Okay.” Koharu agreed.
Koharu allowed herself to be lead to the parked vehicle by Risa. As they walked together, Koharu felt slightly uncomfortable with the hand that settled on to Koharu's back that was a harmless and friendly gesture to Risa, but such contact was still so very odd to Koharu even in the smallest form. All she wanted was to get in that car and driven to her destination so she can make a quick visit to that gun shop. Although her and Ai have talked about lying low with killing Koharu's thirst for the suffering of another was too great.
In the end, the killer gave in to her desires. She couldn't stop. Comfortably inside Risa's car, the young teenager leaned against the car window, letting her mind flood with images of various kill methods for her latest victim. The two girls sat in silence, while Koharu allowed apart of her get lost in her overpowering dark side.
It will be her last one before she went into a hibernation of hiding. Koharu saw no trouble in just doing one last kill before hiding from society. What can be the harm in that?
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Oh man, what can be the harm. famous last words if I ever saw them. Poor Risa doesn't even suspect. I wonder who Koharu's next victim will be?
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One last kill before she retires, why do I get the feeling that something is gonna go wrong, it allways does when people say stuff like 'just one more kill then I'm done' :doh:
Hmm I wonder how much of Koha realizes she has become the same as those she despizes? Just a thought.
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CHAPTER 9: A New Friend...A New Enemy?
“This is your errand?” Risa questioned, as Koharu got out of the car. She looked to the building in front of her and back at Koharu. “A flower shop? You know...you don't strike me as the sensitive type.”
“I-it's...for my girlfriend!” Koharu replied, trying to find a reason to her exclamation. “We uh...got in a fight.” Risa smiled at her amused as realization hit Koharu that she had just told Risa she has a girlfriend. “Wait...no, n-not my girlfriend! She...”
“It's okay. I'm not bothered by your relationship with a girl.” Risa assured. “I think it's cute that you're willing to buy flowers for her to try and apologize to her. I hope your girlfriend accepts them and your apology.”
Koharu blinked. Risa was surprisingly okay with Koharu's relationship and even had a smile of joy on her face when Koharu mentioned her solution to her fake problem.
“Well, I have to go. It was nice seeing you again Koharu. I hope we can talk a little more than we did today. Have a good evening.” Risa waved goodbye and drove the car back into the road again. When the doctor was out of view Koharu crossed the street and walked a few steps to the gun shop she originally intended to visit.
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“Niigaki-san you're home~”
Risa locked the door and turned around unfazed to the unplanned visitor in her house. It was normal to have frequent visits from this guest. It was as if having to see the paperboy every morning except this one didn't deliver paper and would probably scare the paper boy to death if these two were to meet. Risa smiled politely and walked into the living room.
“Hello Maimi-chan. I'm assuming you're hear to give me good news.” Risa replied, in a serious tone.
Maimi scratched the top of her messy head and grinned, a smile that would creepy anyone, but Risa held an emotionless face. It was as if her very sweet and gentle character disappeared the second she entered this home. Maimi let out a freakish giggle and nodded vigorously.
“Of course, If it is what Niigaki-san wishes, Maimi will retrieve it!” Maimi confirmed.
“Thank you. Where is it?” Risa seriously questioned.
Maimi wore an even bigger grin and lifted her arm to point. “It wasn't easy, but Maimi managed to get it into the basement. Don't worry Niigaki-san, no one saw.”
Risa held on a small smile of her own. “Did you get my tools?”
“Yes, all new.” Maimi quickly answered, feeling lively with excitement. “Does this mean that Maimi can...”
Risa look back to her friend and nodded. “Yes, you may, but do not get into trouble or get too close Maimi. Now isn't the time for any foolish measures.”
Maimi let out a high-pitched giggle and grinned. Excitingly, she hopped over to the living room, but stopped before entering to turn back to her leader. She held a more serious expression, a completely change from her previous emotion, but Risa was used to her mood swings.
“Niigaki-san, did you find out what you needed to about Kusumi-san?” Maimi questioned.
“No, not yet, but I think I'll get there soon.” Risa promised, settling down Maimi's curiosity.
The taller woman began to talk again, filling the living room with loud louder, allowing Risa to attend to her completed command. Swiftly, the skilled doctor walked into the kitchen and to a door stationed in the hall and opened it. She was greeted with darkness, but traveled further down the steps to flick on a switch, shinning the room with light. Silently, the light brown-haired woman walked steady down the steps and reached the bottom with a smug smirk in place.
“I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.” Risa calmly spoke.
The smile on the twenty-year old's face grew to a much more darker and cruel expression. She didn't waste anytime walking to the center of the basement to release some of her most darkest desires.
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Koharu made a quick retreat out of the gun shop door and was more than happy to leave this time. She had felt uncomfortable. The cause wasn't because of the deadly tools around her. That was never a problem. Guns, swords, and daggers had become a daily tool in her life as long as she can remember.
It was Eri that made the stop odd. While helping the young teenager select weapons, the older girl kept asking questions towards Koharu and the kind she often avoided herself. What seemed to bother the black haired young woman the most was the question Eri asked about Koharu's parents. A question she wasn't sure how to answer and wondered that her very self.
In fact, Koharu can't remember a single memory about her parents or the life she had with any family member for that matter. Although the bloodthirsty killer was certain she had parents since how else would she be born? Biology was not her strong point, but she knew the two components needed to create a child that, however, just wasn't enough. There was a point to try and ponder on such a topic when Koharu, a long ago, spent hours and days, trying to recall a single memory on these two important figures.
Every time Koharu did search for an answer it was always the same, a dead end. Nothing came to her thoughts no matter how hard she tried. And so, Koharu stopped searching. She left the hole empty and learned to live with it. Koharu would just have to be satisfied with waking up one night in the sewers left for dead and on her own alone.
When these old feelings came to her again today from her quick shopping visit, she wanted more than anything to punch Eri in the face just to shut her up. And that was putting it lightly. Questions in general was something Koharu did not need and nor did they matter. This was her life and that's how it's going to stay.
Koharu stopped in front of the gun shop, noticing the store across from her yet again. It was not her original intention to visit a flower shop. Just looking at such a place disgusted Koharu. She just didn't get the appeal to flowers, or the idea of having a bunch of them in a house to care after. The colors was not interesting to see and the smell the plants give off was not going to change her mind either.
The more she looked it though, the more her thoughts began to change. She wasn't quite sure why it seemed important to enter this store. Perhaps a gut feeling?
All she knew is that what she felt just looking at this place had suddenly attracted her. The tall teenager knew nothing about flowers, but that's what florist are for. Letting out a sigh, Koharu crossed the street to enter unfamiliar ground.
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Well, scary Gaki is definatly a bit freaky, not so much as Maimi, she's just properly messed up in this fic! :panic:
So Koha is actually going to get some flowers, I wonder why she want's to get some, can it really be a gut feeling?....
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Evil Risa.
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Evil Risa?
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Evil Risa!? :dizzy: :OMG:
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Evil Risa :twisted: :yep: :hehehe:
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Yay, you're working on this fic again!! ^_^
And... Koha is getting some flowers!! :w00t: Give them to your bunny, Koha-chan!! :w00t:
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Scary Risa :shocked I've been wanting to read Risa as a psychotic character.
Either Risa is a special secret agent employed to get rid of Koharu (but unknown to anybody else) or Risa is also from the dark side bent on revenge or simply wanting to get rid of a rival.
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okay, so halfway through reading this, I had to go Google Images recent photos of Koharu just so my mental image of her is not as that 14 year old i recall best.
Good thing, because the next chapter was the sex scene. *takes deep breath* okay, you may proceed.
btw, psychotic Risa is :thumbup
I wonder who the florist is?
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I hope to have another chapter out soon, but it might take a while. I'm sorry that this chapter is too short and boring, but I hope to make the next one longer and more interesting. So, before I forgot, I'll just post this drawing I made for FP.
(http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/yy295/teamkame/scan0015.jpg)
It isn't that great, but I've improved on proportions so I'm glad. Thats Koha in case no one can see it! XD Bloody...Koha...yeah...
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Okay, so I needed to google images Koha as her 14-year old self again just to flush bloody Koha out of my head. It's the dead look in her eyes, not so much the blood i find disturbing.
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XDDD :lol:
Well, the fic itself is a bit disturbing I think. Which is why people barely read or find it difficult to comment. I did warn people about the fic in the first chapter!!
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CHAPTER 10: A Small Intermission
For the first time when Koharu reached her house she felt nervous, or...she at least thought this queasy feeling in the middle of her stomach was nervousness. If her guess was correct, Koharu also hated this feeling. She had the strangest urge to vomit and she was sure her legs were starting to shake.
What made this emotion even worse was that Koharu was feeling such a thing before entering her home. A place she was sure was supposed to do the exact opposite and make her feel more relaxed. It made the experience of this new emotion all the more worse for the younger girl.
Staring at her house from a safe distance, Koharu knew she can just as easily leave. She could always return back tomorrow morning, but then that would make the bouquet of flowers in her arms worthless. She had to come home.
The consequences would be greater if she didn't come now because she knew Sayumi was waiting for an explanation. That and the smell these flowers gave off started to irritate Koharu. She needed to go inside and dump these flowers out of her hand as soon as possible.
Feeling courage return back into her, Koharu walked to the front door for her home and used her key to unlock the doorway. The walk toward the kitchen was silent and Koharu wasn't sure if that was a good thing, or something she should be concerned about. Sayumi had always been in the living room or kitchen when she waited for Koharu to come back.
Unless Koharu had came home late then Sayumi would be in their bedroom sleeping. This time, Sayumi wasn't anywhere in sight. Slowly walking deeper into the house, Koharu carefully looked around herself as she wondered deeper inside. About to enter the hallway that led to their bedroom, Koharu heard a door open and for a split second light shined into the hallway then disappeared.
The tall teenager stopped walking and waited for the person to step out of their hiding place. She was only slightly relieved when she saw that it was Sayumi who had took a short bathroom break. Koharu sighed, giving herself away and got Sayumi's attention. Koharu watched as Sayumi's face seemed empty as she walked toward her.
The killer held up her bouquet of flowers, ready to present them to her girlfriend as a silent apology. Instead, Koharu received a strong slap to the face that made her whole left cheek burn in pain. When Koharu looked back to her angered girlfriend she realized that she had started to cry.
“Where were you?!” Sayumi shouted. “When I woke up y-you were gone! You didn't answer my calls or leave a note. You just vanished like you didn't want anything to do with me!”
For a moment Koharu remained silent, picking at her brain to find an answer, or better yet, an excuse to her icy behavior. She didn't try to search for a good enough answer because she felt sorry to see Sayumi in tears, but figured it was best to try and show some type of care towards her girlfriend because Sayumi needed it.
Koharu would find it much better to just ignore these emotions because tears and sadness were emotions Koharu felt nothing for the most. She often had a hard time distinguishing between sadness and fear. What fascinated the dark haired teenager more was that she was not able to mimic these two emotions the most.
She could not even feel them. Koharu was only familiar with hatred and impulses. It was difficult for her right now to grab Sayumi by the neck and suffocate her to death the second Koharu was slapped. Her body was brewing with rage and it was new to fight that emotion back for once.
Although Koharu's beastly instincts most kick in, the logical part in Koharu's brain was trying to understand why Sayumi was in such a devastated state. Yes, Koharu had left this morning after her and Sayumi had sex, but the young teenager didn't see the harm in leaving. She had things to do. Some things were just more important than Sayumi sometimes.
“Sayumi...” Koharu started, trying to hide her anger. “I had to do a few errands.”
“How can you be so emotionless?!” Sayumi shouted. “You don't feel even a little guilty for doing something like that? You think it's normal to just have sex with someone just for pleasure and then leave in the morning?”
Koharu looked at Sayumi, still trying to understand why ever word spoken didn't seem to bother her. She found the various expressions and tone of voice Sayumi managed to make in just a single sentence a lot more interesting. Sayumi's round and pale face was lively with various expression Koharu could not identify. It reminded the killer a lot like blinking Christmas lights.
“Couples don't do that Koharu!” Sayumi scolded.
The fascination didn't last long because the longer Sayumi spoke the more annoying Koharu found her. The crazy murder started to get irritated. Various visions flashed in Koharu's mind. They amused Koharu, being that many of them consist of her finding endless ways to shut Sayumi up for good.
They were a lot more entertaining than the lecture she was receiving. Koharu felt a hand on her arm and without thinking she grabbed Sayumi by the neck and slammed her into a wall. The rage disappeared when she heard her girlfriend give out a cry of fear to the sudden attack. Koharu looked at Sayumi, realizing she was choking the older girl.
For once, Sayumi made an expression Koharu knew and the emotion was pain. Koharu released her hand from Sayumi's neck and rushed down the hall. She threw the pile of flowers to the floor and raced to the door.
“Koharu!” Sayumi shouted.
That didn't stop the psychopath from running. She easily made it out the door and to her car. Koharu wasn't leaving because she felt guilty from what she did. It was somewhat relaxing to inflect some type of unsettling emotion into Sayumi. Koharu left because she knew if she stayed any longer her impulse to snap Sayumi's neck would become too strong for her control.
So Koharu left. If she needed to let off some steam she already had the perfect person selected for that purpose. All she had to do was capture this person and bring her to the place Koharu chose as a good enough location where she wouldn't be disturbed. While keeping her eyes on the road, Koharu's hand fumbled with opening the dashboard compartment to see if she's brought the weapon she's chosen.
She stopped the car at the red light and took it as the right time to look at the opened compartment. She grabbed the syringe that nestled inside and took out a small bottle. Skillfully, Koharu placed the needle into the jar and carefully extracted the clear liquid inside the hallow syringe. About half way, Koharu pulled the needle out of the bottle then put everything back inside the glove compartment. Now all she needed was to find her victim and the plan would be complete.
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“Stupid Goto-san!” Reina complained. “Just because I'm out here doesn't mean she can send me around the city running errands. I hate food shopping!”
Reina let out a few streams of curses to try and calm herself. She was supposed to be here to calm down and get some fresh air, but instead she's sent to do work. Clutching her bags tigther in her hands, Reina walked faster to head back to base. It was getting late so Maki had ordered Reina to return back.
“Why can't Aika stop eating all the food!? She's way to fat to be eating this much junk food anyway.” Reina grumbled.
She started to laugh, imagining Aika reaction to Reina calling her fat. She knew that Aika would become flustered to such an outburst. Starting to smile, Reina felt a little better about having to come back to the hidden lab once again. Her pride quickly disappeared when she heard a loud scream emit from the alley way she was passing.
Reina's combat training kicked in the second she heard the distress yell and silently dropped her bags. She knew it was dangerous to wonder into an alley way alone, but if she didn't try to help the person being attacked might die. It was a risk Reina would take.
Like a cat hunting it's prey, Reina silently walked into the alley way. Her sense of hearing strained to pick up the lightest sound as her eyes scanned around her for any danger. The walk was silent and nothing else was heard after the scream, which made Reina begin to wonder if there was anyone in here anyway in need of dire assistance. Her doubts were quashed when she heard grunting and shuffling ahead.
The sound of crying was easily heard and Reina quickened her pace. When she reached the noise she froze, surprised from what she saw under the pale light hung underneath a door way. A woman was scattered on the ground, desperately trying to fight her attacker back. She was crying and begging for this person to stop, but they seemed to have no mercy.
The victim was slapped across the face then yelled when she was violently stabbed in the arm. These objects appeared a lot like needles to Reina. The items were yanked out of the woman's arm then put back the attacker's pocket. The dark figure stood above the woman, watching her reaction as her health began to deteriorate and her struggling became less.
“Hey!!” Reina shouted, getting the attacker's attention.
This heartless person turned around, but Reina was unable to get a look at their face. Reina was surprised when she saw that this person didn't run away, but instead stare at Reina, warning her back away. However, the warning didn't last long because the person than charged at Reina, leaving her no choice, but to defend herself. When the attacker was close enough, Reina threw a fist, but was surprised at how easily this person dodged her.
Reina was punched in the gut then grabbed by the arms to be slammed into a brick wall. Reina began to feel lightheaded, but she knew if she didn't fight back she would die too. Desperately, Reina used her arms to push the person back and was able to dodge an on coming fist to her head. The contact of the person's fist smacking the wall didn't seem to effect Reina's attack at all. Reina slipped from the person's grasp and pulled out a baton from her pocket.
She flicked her wrist and the metal rod began to unfold, revealing a six inch baton, ready for use. This also didn't scare the assailant. Instead, a knife of their own was pulled out of the hoodie and was swung. Reina used her baton to deflected the blade and kicked the person in the stomach, stunning them.
Reina knew better than to continue this fight, so seeing her chance she fled. This person was much stronger than her and a lot more skilled than her. The attacker however, didn't want to let Reina go and ran after her, tackling Reina to the ground. She squirmed around trying to make it more difficult to hit her while trying to escape.
A hit still landed to her jaw, almost knocking her unconscious, but the pain of the punch was nothing compared to the sickening sound of her leg snapping. Reina let out a loud scream as the pain ripped through her, paralyzing her. Still holding her baton, Reina gave out one last attempt to fight back and shocked the person with the baton.
A loud grunt was heard as the attacker stumbled back, holding their arm. This person looked at Reina then ran after the lifeless body that laid on the floor. Reina watched this person pick up the body and run away just as Reina passed out.
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So Reina meets Koharu. I guess she's lucky she lived. And Koharu finally attacks Sayu, but, Le gasp! She feels guilty for it!
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Reina needs to carry a telescoping baton that unfolds to longer than 6 inches. No wonder Koharu wasn't scared. :lol:
Koha/Sayu- interesting counterpoint between sane and insane reactions in a relationship. I think Sayu's wiring is pretty messed up too for her to keep staying. I'd like to see Michishige snap, one of these days.
:cry: Who's going to find poor Reina now?