Ace of Spades, final
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awesomechick15title: Ace of Spades
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pairing: Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya
rating: R - NC-17
genre: romance, (bad) thriller, AU
disclaimer: I don't own Akanishi Jin, Kamenashi Kazuya or their friends on any way. I only own the police forces in the story and.... well, you know, people you can't recognize.
summary: There is a killing spree aiming on Kamenashi family. After Kazuya gets attacked, police transfers him into a new home with two bodyguards until investigation is over - but things don't go as planned.
warnings: death
a/n: Here we go, people. The last one, the final one! It's faster than usual and jumps around and is, well, weird. I just love messing with you guys. ♥ I had lots of fun while making this and also with your encouraging comments and reactions, so big THANK YOU for everyone who commented! You made me feel much better. After reading this, I know there's some who will be freaked out a bit, so I'll tell you this; for Kame, this isn't necessarily the end. ;)
He hadn't seen anything but dim for a while.
Everything was messed up. Jin didn't have a clue where he was. Of course he knew it was at the police headquarters, but where?
He was alone in a dark room with no furniture or people. There was only a small, red light on the roof telling him that he was being watched. He didn't know what time it was and how long he had been there, his senses were getting dull and thoughts were wandering in his head without destination. Memories were weird and twisted. Jin could remember police just rushing in and grabbing him, dragging him to another location. Headquarters. After that followed a small forever of interrogations. They showed him tapes, even put him into a polygraph test. They asked him strange questions about some organization and then showed him charts that told he was connected to some messed up religion shit. Jin had no idea what it was all about, but when he had told this, they didn't say anything – just threw him in the room he was still in.
'
Pain medication was wearing off again. Jin could feel it, the itchy wound starting to turn in burning pain. Kame had put on his tourniquet for him, but it didn't ease the pain. Being shot, even mildly, wasn't something to play with. Jin knew this and also realised that he was probably going to be in the same room for hours. Maybe days, he didn't know. All Jin knew was that he was bein accused of something he had not done. Had not.
He sighed and stood up. It hurt badly, and he had to lean on the wall to stop himself from falling again. If there was a security camera, there had to bee a voice connection. They had to hear him.
“Hello?” he tried to hoot, but got no response. “Hello?” injured man tried again, this time louder.
“I'm really hurt,” he said, almost shouting now. “I need pain medication! Is anyone there? Can you hear me? I need pain meds! It really hurts, I can't bear it for long!”
No answer.
“I'm sorry, Kamenashi-san,” a totally unknown police said, grabbing his shoulder. “We have to take you to the headquarters for mental exams.”
“Mental what?!” Kame screamed, pushing the man off him. He was in a room, surrounded by about five people, all coming after him. He just didn't get it. First they accuse Jin and now him? Why couldn't they catch the murderer already? “I'm not a fucking psychopath! I'm a normal person, just let me go!”
“I'm sorry, Kamenashi-san, but we can't do that,” another cop said, trying to grab him smoothly, failing. Kame took few steps backwards, feeling the wall hitting his back. His blood pressure was starting to rise, panic waking up in him. What were these people going to do to him? He knew they wouldn't leave out a single way of milking information out of him, and that included drugs and probably torture. Kame didn't know if he was being paranoid, but if he was, it was there for a reason.
“Leave me alone!” Kame screamed, taking the closest piece of equipment, a lamp, in his hand, pushing it in front of him as a shield of a kind. “I haven't done anything wrong!”
“We'll just do some exams,” the third cop tried to explain with a cooling voice, but only got almost hit by a lamp.
Kame had to get out of there somehow. He was not going to stay and be their little ragdoll they could no anything with. He was innocent, for fuck's sake!
Are you?
He threw the lamp away and tried probably stupidest thing of his whole life. Kame tried to run through five policemen, which, obviously, didn't really work out. He could only feel hands grabbing him and someone pushing him to the floor, twisting his hands, locking them up with handcuffs before he had time to escape again.
“You're under arrest,” a voice said close to Kame's ear. “You have the right to remain silent.”
“We finally got a trace,” someone screamed. He wasn't sure, who it was. “Horikita Maki is only few blocks away, and she probably has Tanaka Koki with her. Move, move, move!”
He had no idea where they were. Somewhere around Tokyo, of course, but on an area many of them didn't have a clue existed. It was a slum, if that was the right word. Old buildings all over, graffiti and people hiding in the dark, glaring at them and whispering to each other. Police obviously wasn't really a popular friend around here, and even though it was a mission, he couldn't help but feel a little bit scared. He was only a normal row cop, not someone messing with serious crimes or stuff. What if there was someone waiting for them, armed? What if they had underestimated Horikita Maki and her assets?
Of course he had no right to say this out loud. He was there only to do his job. There was about 15 cops with him, all armed and ready to shoot. Atmosphere was confined, especially when they had to run into a building and walk down stairs to a basement. The hallway was dark, no lamps anywhere. Someone stepped on his toes more than once, and by winces around him, he could tell he wasn't the only one suffering right now.
Suddenly they stopped. Their leader made them silent with hand signals and tried one door in front of him. Nothing.
“This is CID,” he said with a loud voice and banged the door. “Come out hands in the air. We want Tanaka Koki alive.”
There was no response. Everyone was tensing their muscles, waiting.
“If you won't come out, we will come in! This is a warning!”
Still nothing. Their leader started to look frustrated, and he banged the door again.
“This is the last warning. If you won't open now, we will come in!”
When there still was no response, their team leader gave a positive sign. In a matter of seconds everyone was moving again, and someone banged the door again, making it fall down.
The basement was, to their disappointment, empty. They could see a chair with some robes around it. Apparently Tanaka had been sitting on it, but now there was no trace of the man – or Horikita Maki. On the chair was also a playing card, a Spade. A colleague got closer to it, taking the card in his hand.
“Is there a letter?” he had to voice out, but his colleague didn't have time to answer, when someone shouted over him.
“Guys, look!”
Everyone turned to face the one shouting. He was pointing at a cavity on the wall.
Tanaka Koki's body was missing eyes and one arm.
“We are suspecting you for the murder of Tanaka Koki and relations to murders of Kamenashi Kaoru and Ueda Tatsuya. If you want to avoid a lifelong sentence, you better tell us everything you know.”
After finding Tanaka Koki's body things had been messed up with CID for a while. Soon enough another team found Horikita Maki not far away from the murder scene, attempting to escape. She was immediately captured and brought to the police headquarters, but the woman wasn't willing to talk at all. They had to always start interrogations all over again.
“I'm not telling you again,” she spat, closing her eyes tightly.
“You'll have to in some point,” the interrogator pointed out. “Otherwise you'll be judged automatically. It might even turn out to be a death sentence, miss.”
For a minute Maki was completely silent. Then she sighed deeply and rose her head.
“My father was Horikita Tadashi, like you know. I was with him already in Russia and he raised me to follow his actions. After he passed away, I, of course, tried to take on the eternity again. This time we are going to succeed. I gathered people around me, those, who wanted to learn the truth. And then I found out about Kamenashi Kazuya, who carries all the things a virgin needs. Right bloodline, right birth time. Right horoscope, right looks. He's the one.”
“What is your relationship with Akanishi Jin? And Akanishi Kaito?”
“Oh, I remember Kaito well. He was Jin's uncle or something, I don't know, never got to know him better though. He committed a suicide soon after my father got arrested, so no news about this story.”
“What about Akanishi Jin?”
“No idea about him. He was never told these things or brought in the cult, I met him once.”
“Are you saying that he is not related to this cult or these murders?”
“Aw, hell no. He's a bodyguard nowadays anyway, isn't he?”
The interrogator frowned and suddenly took a gun under his desk. Maki flinched, but relaxed, when he placed it on the table in front of her.
“This was the gun used in one of murder attempts. It belongs to Akanishi Jin. Are you saying that he is not connected to you?”
“Yes,” Maki said. “It's not him.”
“Then who is it?”
A grin formed on her face.
“You have Yamashita Tomohisa in your records, right?”
It was silent again.
“You're saying that these murders are connected to Yamashita Tomohisa?”
“Yes. And not only him. And I'd like to leave now,” Maki informed, suddenly standing up. She wasn't in handcuffs anymore and completely unarmed, but it still made the interrogator flinch.
“That's not an option, Horikita-san. You are going to prison nonetheless. And who do you mean?”
“I don't think so,” the woman sing-sang and suddenly grabbed the interrogator, pulling him close – and taking the rifle from the table, placing it next to his head. People behind the view glass stood up and soon enough the interrogation room was filled with cops, all pointing their guns to Horikita Maki. Everyone knew very well, that the rifle had still a bullet or two.
“Horikita-san, put the gun down. We can discuss about this.”
“No, we can't. The moment I let him go, you will kill me or throw me in jail. Hell no that's happening!”
“Horikita-san, please. Put the gun down. We both know you don't have it in you; you can't kill another person, not after Tanaka-san. You have a soul. Think about your followers, your family, your friends. Everyone around you.”
“It's not like I'm gonna see them much in prison, am I?”
“Horikita-san, please.”
Silence, again. Then Maki suddenly threw the interrogator in her hands towards the cops and placed the rifle on her temple.
“You will never get to know the last person,” she hissed and smiled. “You will never get me either.”
Death of Horikita Maki was a suicide, it said later on in her records, as she pressed the trigger.
“So you didn't do it.”
Jin wasn't still sure what the hell was going on. First they accused him of being a murderer. Then they locked him up for God knows how long. And then they came in, saying he was free of charges and that the killer was someone else. They gave him pain meds and let him out. Jin didn't have any idea how CID had managed to get so lost with their interrogations. At first he had been planning on leaving the headquarters and going for a drink, but then someone mentioned that Kamenashi Kazuya was in there too. And now Jin was sitting beside him; the younger man was lying in a bed, a catheter in his hand.
“No,” Jin said, smiling a little. Kame looked so small and vulnerable. Why was he here? “What are they giving to you?”
“I don't know,” Kame answered truthfully. “Drugs, probably. Possibly to make me tell them what they want.”
“They're suspecting you for the murders?”
“Yes.”
“... Did you do them?”
“Do you really even consider that possibility? Kaoru was my brother. Ueda was my friend.”
Jin smiled sadly and then took Kame's hand in his. He could feel how the other man flinched a bit, looking suddenly almost horrified. Of course, since they didn't know each other almost at all.
“You do realise you could be anywhere else right now,” Kame said slowly. “But you're here. With me.”
“Is it bad?” Jin asked curiously and tilted his head, fingers slowly caressing Kame's hand. He didn't know why he did this, but he wanted to do something to make Kame feel better. To be there for him.
“No,” Kame said silently. “Not at all.”
They fell quiet. Jin was caressing Kame's hand and Kame stared somewhere else, his eyes empty. He was pale, probably tired, but Jin didn't want to go and let him sleep. After a while he opened his mouth again, voice slightly catching in his throat.
“You could come with me. After this.”
“Come with you? Where?” Kame asked, turning to look at Jin. “I don't know you. My family is here.”
“To Los Angeles. I know your family is here, but... here's too much memories for you. We could go together. See how it goes.”
“Start a new life or something?”
“You know that if they catch the killer, the organization behind that person is still strong and wide. They're not going to stop looking for you. There's always someone. You have to go anyway.”
Kame took his hand away from Jin, making the other man shiver. He had seriously said something stupid. Jin was already bashing his head on an imaginary wall, when Kame suddenly gently pressed his hands on his shoulders and kissed his temple.
“Just don't use all our travel money on donuts.”
It wasn't love, not yet, but Jin didn't see one reason, why it couldn't slowly turn like it.
Kamenashi Kazuya's room was messy, Ito Yuki noted. She wasn't really connected to the whole crime case, but was one of the cops searching his house anyway. There was another team at Kamenashi Kazuya's apartment, and the bigger team was sent to his parents' home, where the man had lived before. Others were searching kitchen, bathrooms and bedrooms, but Yuki had the honor to be first person to search Kamenashi Kazuya's old room.
She could see posters of baseball players hanging on walls. Sheets on his bed were tidy and white, just like his closet. His writing desk was white too, on it only some pens and a notebook. Yuki took in in her hands and flipped it open, looking at the pages, but even fast reading told it was only for school stuff. She took it in as evidence anyway and put it in a plastic pocket, closing it tightly. Maybe there would be fingerprints or something.
Yuki slowly moved to the drawers of the writing desk and started to pull them open. Nothing, apparently Kamenashi had taken lots of his stuff to his apartment already. There was just some notebooks she didn't even bother to look at yet and a novel. Yuki noticed the bottom drawer had a lock in it, but when she opened it, it didn't resist. It must have been left open for some reason.
A slow, victorious smile formed on her face as she saw the content of the drawer. Her boss would love this.
There was a pack of playing cards. All spades.
“Looks like the Cardess has company,” she whispered to herself.
The information of spades in Kamenashi's drawer had reached headquarters quickly. Akanishi Jin had just left the building, but it was useless to go get him now. Instead few security guards ran to Kamenashi's room to see in what kind of contidion he was. If Kamenashi had lied to them, he would have to pay for it.
“Open the door!” one of the guards screamed, banging the door. No one answered or opened, so he took the freedom of kicking it down. Rush, rush, rush in all of their ears, blood in thein veins getting heated, because they knew what they would be facing soon.
It was no surprise that when they came to Kamenashi's room, he was nowhere to be seen.
Kame knew they were coming after him.
He didn't have any idea where he was; the corridors felt endless, doors here and there, all of them locked. Panic was starting to rise, he wanted to get out of there, find Jin. Why had Jin left? Now he needed more help than ever before. They were fucking coming after him.'
“Going somewhere?”
Kame stopped, when he heard a familiar voice. He turned slowly around. It was Yamashita, standing at the end of the corridor, slowly walking towards him.
“No,” Kame whispered and took a step back. “Don't touch me. Leave me alone.”
He felt so stupid. It was obvious Yamashita wasn't there to save him or arrest him. He was there for other reasons. It made sense, too; suddenly Kame realised everything. The killer was Yamashita, it had to be.
“Who do you think I am?”
“A murderer,” Kame said quietly. “You killed them all. You killed them. You're the one who has been doing these things! You're behind all this!”
“Took you long enough to realise that,” Yamashita snorted, taking his gun. “After all, it's not like it hasn't been obvious. Gosh, people can be so oblivious sometimes. It's disgusting.”
Kame bit his lip. It was useless to run, he wasn't faster than a bullet. And he couldn't call help, that would get him shot or arrested.
“Are you going to kill me?”
“That's up to you,” Yamashita smiled. “I--”
Suddenly there was a loud bang.
Kame blinked and couldn't believe the sight in front of him. Yamashita wasn't talking anymore – he wasn't doing anything anymore, actually. Someone had just shot him. The man was lying on the floor, blood slowly making a puddle around him. And Kame was convinced he could see a hint of brain.
“Who the hell are you?” he screamed, heart thumping in his chest. He could never have guessed he would someday wish so bad Jin was there with him. “Show yourself!”
There was sound of steps, almost an echo. Then Kame saw a middle-aged man in front of him, behind Yamashita's cooling corpse, smiling slightly.
“Nice to meet you, Kamenashi-san.”
“Don't come near me!”
It was useless. The man pulled out a gun and started walking towards Kame. Kame's first reaction was to back up, but he soon felt a wall pressing on his back; there was nowhere to go. Why did he have to come here?
The man continued walking until he was one meter away from Kame, now pointing his gun at his next victim.
“I'm really sorry I have to do this.”
I'm going to die.
The thought hit Kame like a wave, almost making his legs fail him. It made him feel numb. Kame had never really thought about dying until events lately, but he wasn't ready for it. He wanted to live. If he had to die, he wanted to know at least, why.
“What's your name?”
It just came out of his mouth. Kame couldn't lose anything, could he?
“Why do you want to know?” the man asked, laughing. “You don't really have much choices right now, Kamenashi.”
“Exactly. You're going to kill me anyway, so I'm not really going to tattle anyone, right?”
The man took a step closer, smiling dangerously.
“I'm Nakazawa.”
author:
awesomechick15 pairing: Akanishi Jin/Kamenashi Kazuya
rating: R - NC-17
genre: romance, (bad) thriller, AU
disclaimer: I don't own Akanishi Jin, Kamenashi Kazuya or their friends on any way. I only own the police forces in the story and.... well, you know, people you can't recognize.
summary: There is a killing spree aiming on Kamenashi family. After Kazuya gets attacked, police transfers him into a new home with two bodyguards until investigation is over - but things don't go as planned.
warnings: death
a/n: Here we go, people. The last one, the final one! It's faster than usual and jumps around and is, well, weird. I just love messing with you guys. ♥ I had lots of fun while making this and also with your encouraging comments and reactions, so big THANK YOU for everyone who commented! You made me feel much better. After reading this, I know there's some who will be freaked out a bit, so I'll tell you this; for Kame, this isn't necessarily the end. ;)
He hadn't seen anything but dim for a while.
Everything was messed up. Jin didn't have a clue where he was. Of course he knew it was at the police headquarters, but where?
He was alone in a dark room with no furniture or people. There was only a small, red light on the roof telling him that he was being watched. He didn't know what time it was and how long he had been there, his senses were getting dull and thoughts were wandering in his head without destination. Memories were weird and twisted. Jin could remember police just rushing in and grabbing him, dragging him to another location. Headquarters. After that followed a small forever of interrogations. They showed him tapes, even put him into a polygraph test. They asked him strange questions about some organization and then showed him charts that told he was connected to some messed up religion shit. Jin had no idea what it was all about, but when he had told this, they didn't say anything – just threw him in the room he was still in.
'
Pain medication was wearing off again. Jin could feel it, the itchy wound starting to turn in burning pain. Kame had put on his tourniquet for him, but it didn't ease the pain. Being shot, even mildly, wasn't something to play with. Jin knew this and also realised that he was probably going to be in the same room for hours. Maybe days, he didn't know. All Jin knew was that he was bein accused of something he had not done. Had not.
He sighed and stood up. It hurt badly, and he had to lean on the wall to stop himself from falling again. If there was a security camera, there had to bee a voice connection. They had to hear him.
“Hello?” he tried to hoot, but got no response. “Hello?” injured man tried again, this time louder.
“I'm really hurt,” he said, almost shouting now. “I need pain medication! Is anyone there? Can you hear me? I need pain meds! It really hurts, I can't bear it for long!”
No answer.
♦ ♣ ♥
“I'm sorry, Kamenashi-san,” a totally unknown police said, grabbing his shoulder. “We have to take you to the headquarters for mental exams.”
“Mental what?!” Kame screamed, pushing the man off him. He was in a room, surrounded by about five people, all coming after him. He just didn't get it. First they accuse Jin and now him? Why couldn't they catch the murderer already? “I'm not a fucking psychopath! I'm a normal person, just let me go!”
“I'm sorry, Kamenashi-san, but we can't do that,” another cop said, trying to grab him smoothly, failing. Kame took few steps backwards, feeling the wall hitting his back. His blood pressure was starting to rise, panic waking up in him. What were these people going to do to him? He knew they wouldn't leave out a single way of milking information out of him, and that included drugs and probably torture. Kame didn't know if he was being paranoid, but if he was, it was there for a reason.
“Leave me alone!” Kame screamed, taking the closest piece of equipment, a lamp, in his hand, pushing it in front of him as a shield of a kind. “I haven't done anything wrong!”
“We'll just do some exams,” the third cop tried to explain with a cooling voice, but only got almost hit by a lamp.
Kame had to get out of there somehow. He was not going to stay and be their little ragdoll they could no anything with. He was innocent, for fuck's sake!
Are you?
He threw the lamp away and tried probably stupidest thing of his whole life. Kame tried to run through five policemen, which, obviously, didn't really work out. He could only feel hands grabbing him and someone pushing him to the floor, twisting his hands, locking them up with handcuffs before he had time to escape again.
“You're under arrest,” a voice said close to Kame's ear. “You have the right to remain silent.”
♦ ♣ ♥
“We finally got a trace,” someone screamed. He wasn't sure, who it was. “Horikita Maki is only few blocks away, and she probably has Tanaka Koki with her. Move, move, move!”
He had no idea where they were. Somewhere around Tokyo, of course, but on an area many of them didn't have a clue existed. It was a slum, if that was the right word. Old buildings all over, graffiti and people hiding in the dark, glaring at them and whispering to each other. Police obviously wasn't really a popular friend around here, and even though it was a mission, he couldn't help but feel a little bit scared. He was only a normal row cop, not someone messing with serious crimes or stuff. What if there was someone waiting for them, armed? What if they had underestimated Horikita Maki and her assets?
Of course he had no right to say this out loud. He was there only to do his job. There was about 15 cops with him, all armed and ready to shoot. Atmosphere was confined, especially when they had to run into a building and walk down stairs to a basement. The hallway was dark, no lamps anywhere. Someone stepped on his toes more than once, and by winces around him, he could tell he wasn't the only one suffering right now.
Suddenly they stopped. Their leader made them silent with hand signals and tried one door in front of him. Nothing.
“This is CID,” he said with a loud voice and banged the door. “Come out hands in the air. We want Tanaka Koki alive.”
There was no response. Everyone was tensing their muscles, waiting.
“If you won't come out, we will come in! This is a warning!”
Still nothing. Their leader started to look frustrated, and he banged the door again.
“This is the last warning. If you won't open now, we will come in!”
When there still was no response, their team leader gave a positive sign. In a matter of seconds everyone was moving again, and someone banged the door again, making it fall down.
The basement was, to their disappointment, empty. They could see a chair with some robes around it. Apparently Tanaka had been sitting on it, but now there was no trace of the man – or Horikita Maki. On the chair was also a playing card, a Spade. A colleague got closer to it, taking the card in his hand.
“Is there a letter?” he had to voice out, but his colleague didn't have time to answer, when someone shouted over him.
“Guys, look!”
Everyone turned to face the one shouting. He was pointing at a cavity on the wall.
Tanaka Koki's body was missing eyes and one arm.
♦ ♣ ♥
“We are suspecting you for the murder of Tanaka Koki and relations to murders of Kamenashi Kaoru and Ueda Tatsuya. If you want to avoid a lifelong sentence, you better tell us everything you know.”
After finding Tanaka Koki's body things had been messed up with CID for a while. Soon enough another team found Horikita Maki not far away from the murder scene, attempting to escape. She was immediately captured and brought to the police headquarters, but the woman wasn't willing to talk at all. They had to always start interrogations all over again.
“I'm not telling you again,” she spat, closing her eyes tightly.
“You'll have to in some point,” the interrogator pointed out. “Otherwise you'll be judged automatically. It might even turn out to be a death sentence, miss.”
For a minute Maki was completely silent. Then she sighed deeply and rose her head.
“My father was Horikita Tadashi, like you know. I was with him already in Russia and he raised me to follow his actions. After he passed away, I, of course, tried to take on the eternity again. This time we are going to succeed. I gathered people around me, those, who wanted to learn the truth. And then I found out about Kamenashi Kazuya, who carries all the things a virgin needs. Right bloodline, right birth time. Right horoscope, right looks. He's the one.”
“What is your relationship with Akanishi Jin? And Akanishi Kaito?”
“Oh, I remember Kaito well. He was Jin's uncle or something, I don't know, never got to know him better though. He committed a suicide soon after my father got arrested, so no news about this story.”
“What about Akanishi Jin?”
“No idea about him. He was never told these things or brought in the cult, I met him once.”
“Are you saying that he is not related to this cult or these murders?”
“Aw, hell no. He's a bodyguard nowadays anyway, isn't he?”
The interrogator frowned and suddenly took a gun under his desk. Maki flinched, but relaxed, when he placed it on the table in front of her.
“This was the gun used in one of murder attempts. It belongs to Akanishi Jin. Are you saying that he is not connected to you?”
“Yes,” Maki said. “It's not him.”
“Then who is it?”
A grin formed on her face.
“You have Yamashita Tomohisa in your records, right?”
It was silent again.
“You're saying that these murders are connected to Yamashita Tomohisa?”
“Yes. And not only him. And I'd like to leave now,” Maki informed, suddenly standing up. She wasn't in handcuffs anymore and completely unarmed, but it still made the interrogator flinch.
“That's not an option, Horikita-san. You are going to prison nonetheless. And who do you mean?”
“I don't think so,” the woman sing-sang and suddenly grabbed the interrogator, pulling him close – and taking the rifle from the table, placing it next to his head. People behind the view glass stood up and soon enough the interrogation room was filled with cops, all pointing their guns to Horikita Maki. Everyone knew very well, that the rifle had still a bullet or two.
“Horikita-san, put the gun down. We can discuss about this.”
“No, we can't. The moment I let him go, you will kill me or throw me in jail. Hell no that's happening!”
“Horikita-san, please. Put the gun down. We both know you don't have it in you; you can't kill another person, not after Tanaka-san. You have a soul. Think about your followers, your family, your friends. Everyone around you.”
“It's not like I'm gonna see them much in prison, am I?”
“Horikita-san, please.”
Silence, again. Then Maki suddenly threw the interrogator in her hands towards the cops and placed the rifle on her temple.
“You will never get to know the last person,” she hissed and smiled. “You will never get me either.”
Death of Horikita Maki was a suicide, it said later on in her records, as she pressed the trigger.
♦ ♣ ♥
“So you didn't do it.”
Jin wasn't still sure what the hell was going on. First they accused him of being a murderer. Then they locked him up for God knows how long. And then they came in, saying he was free of charges and that the killer was someone else. They gave him pain meds and let him out. Jin didn't have any idea how CID had managed to get so lost with their interrogations. At first he had been planning on leaving the headquarters and going for a drink, but then someone mentioned that Kamenashi Kazuya was in there too. And now Jin was sitting beside him; the younger man was lying in a bed, a catheter in his hand.
“No,” Jin said, smiling a little. Kame looked so small and vulnerable. Why was he here? “What are they giving to you?”
“I don't know,” Kame answered truthfully. “Drugs, probably. Possibly to make me tell them what they want.”
“They're suspecting you for the murders?”
“Yes.”
“... Did you do them?”
“Do you really even consider that possibility? Kaoru was my brother. Ueda was my friend.”
Jin smiled sadly and then took Kame's hand in his. He could feel how the other man flinched a bit, looking suddenly almost horrified. Of course, since they didn't know each other almost at all.
“You do realise you could be anywhere else right now,” Kame said slowly. “But you're here. With me.”
“Is it bad?” Jin asked curiously and tilted his head, fingers slowly caressing Kame's hand. He didn't know why he did this, but he wanted to do something to make Kame feel better. To be there for him.
“No,” Kame said silently. “Not at all.”
They fell quiet. Jin was caressing Kame's hand and Kame stared somewhere else, his eyes empty. He was pale, probably tired, but Jin didn't want to go and let him sleep. After a while he opened his mouth again, voice slightly catching in his throat.
“You could come with me. After this.”
“Come with you? Where?” Kame asked, turning to look at Jin. “I don't know you. My family is here.”
“To Los Angeles. I know your family is here, but... here's too much memories for you. We could go together. See how it goes.”
“Start a new life or something?”
“You know that if they catch the killer, the organization behind that person is still strong and wide. They're not going to stop looking for you. There's always someone. You have to go anyway.”
Kame took his hand away from Jin, making the other man shiver. He had seriously said something stupid. Jin was already bashing his head on an imaginary wall, when Kame suddenly gently pressed his hands on his shoulders and kissed his temple.
“Just don't use all our travel money on donuts.”
It wasn't love, not yet, but Jin didn't see one reason, why it couldn't slowly turn like it.
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Kamenashi Kazuya's room was messy, Ito Yuki noted. She wasn't really connected to the whole crime case, but was one of the cops searching his house anyway. There was another team at Kamenashi Kazuya's apartment, and the bigger team was sent to his parents' home, where the man had lived before. Others were searching kitchen, bathrooms and bedrooms, but Yuki had the honor to be first person to search Kamenashi Kazuya's old room.
She could see posters of baseball players hanging on walls. Sheets on his bed were tidy and white, just like his closet. His writing desk was white too, on it only some pens and a notebook. Yuki took in in her hands and flipped it open, looking at the pages, but even fast reading told it was only for school stuff. She took it in as evidence anyway and put it in a plastic pocket, closing it tightly. Maybe there would be fingerprints or something.
Yuki slowly moved to the drawers of the writing desk and started to pull them open. Nothing, apparently Kamenashi had taken lots of his stuff to his apartment already. There was just some notebooks she didn't even bother to look at yet and a novel. Yuki noticed the bottom drawer had a lock in it, but when she opened it, it didn't resist. It must have been left open for some reason.
A slow, victorious smile formed on her face as she saw the content of the drawer. Her boss would love this.
There was a pack of playing cards. All spades.
“Looks like the Cardess has company,” she whispered to herself.
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The information of spades in Kamenashi's drawer had reached headquarters quickly. Akanishi Jin had just left the building, but it was useless to go get him now. Instead few security guards ran to Kamenashi's room to see in what kind of contidion he was. If Kamenashi had lied to them, he would have to pay for it.
“Open the door!” one of the guards screamed, banging the door. No one answered or opened, so he took the freedom of kicking it down. Rush, rush, rush in all of their ears, blood in thein veins getting heated, because they knew what they would be facing soon.
It was no surprise that when they came to Kamenashi's room, he was nowhere to be seen.
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Kame knew they were coming after him.
He didn't have any idea where he was; the corridors felt endless, doors here and there, all of them locked. Panic was starting to rise, he wanted to get out of there, find Jin. Why had Jin left? Now he needed more help than ever before. They were fucking coming after him.'
“Going somewhere?”
Kame stopped, when he heard a familiar voice. He turned slowly around. It was Yamashita, standing at the end of the corridor, slowly walking towards him.
“No,” Kame whispered and took a step back. “Don't touch me. Leave me alone.”
He felt so stupid. It was obvious Yamashita wasn't there to save him or arrest him. He was there for other reasons. It made sense, too; suddenly Kame realised everything. The killer was Yamashita, it had to be.
“Who do you think I am?”
“A murderer,” Kame said quietly. “You killed them all. You killed them. You're the one who has been doing these things! You're behind all this!”
“Took you long enough to realise that,” Yamashita snorted, taking his gun. “After all, it's not like it hasn't been obvious. Gosh, people can be so oblivious sometimes. It's disgusting.”
Kame bit his lip. It was useless to run, he wasn't faster than a bullet. And he couldn't call help, that would get him shot or arrested.
“Are you going to kill me?”
“That's up to you,” Yamashita smiled. “I--”
Suddenly there was a loud bang.
Kame blinked and couldn't believe the sight in front of him. Yamashita wasn't talking anymore – he wasn't doing anything anymore, actually. Someone had just shot him. The man was lying on the floor, blood slowly making a puddle around him. And Kame was convinced he could see a hint of brain.
“Who the hell are you?” he screamed, heart thumping in his chest. He could never have guessed he would someday wish so bad Jin was there with him. “Show yourself!”
There was sound of steps, almost an echo. Then Kame saw a middle-aged man in front of him, behind Yamashita's cooling corpse, smiling slightly.
“Nice to meet you, Kamenashi-san.”
“Don't come near me!”
It was useless. The man pulled out a gun and started walking towards Kame. Kame's first reaction was to back up, but he soon felt a wall pressing on his back; there was nowhere to go. Why did he have to come here?
The man continued walking until he was one meter away from Kame, now pointing his gun at his next victim.
“I'm really sorry I have to do this.”
I'm going to die.
The thought hit Kame like a wave, almost making his legs fail him. It made him feel numb. Kame had never really thought about dying until events lately, but he wasn't ready for it. He wanted to live. If he had to die, he wanted to know at least, why.
“What's your name?”
It just came out of his mouth. Kame couldn't lose anything, could he?
“Why do you want to know?” the man asked, laughing. “You don't really have much choices right now, Kamenashi.”
“Exactly. You're going to kill me anyway, so I'm not really going to tattle anyone, right?”
The man took a step closer, smiling dangerously.
“I'm Nakazawa.”
Bang.
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I LOVE YOU GUYS ♥♥♥ (don't kill meh, plz)
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Date: 2010-04-03 04:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-03 04:39 pm (UTC)so, so, what about a sequel *puppy eyes*
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Date: 2010-04-03 06:01 pm (UTC)kamenashi dies????????????????
ftw?
i like it but i don't like the idea of kame dying.
hope your next stories will be....more...hm..sunny :D
thanks for sharing.
p.s i agree with the sequel thing. both jin and kame could die together like lovers..or jin could save him..and elope..or anything...but i will leave at this if you decide not to continue
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Date: 2010-04-04 07:43 am (UTC)they probably will be, killing dudes off like flies and constructing a plot as weird as this (you know, i need to explain all the twist at least in my head if not in the fic :---[) is really tiring. so probably sunny!akame coming soon. :D
like i said in my former answer, there is very slight possibility for a sequel. more like an epilogue. :D i already somehow know what there would be, but i guess it would be a lot happier than this fic!
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Date: 2010-04-03 06:41 pm (UTC)eh????! whats going on, Kame dies wheres jin?
omg
hehehe im being stupid, i like your fic it has mystery in it, making us think
i still want to know more though, like what happens to Kame is he rlly dead? hmmm
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Date: 2010-04-04 07:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-03 07:17 pm (UTC)why can't you make jin come to rescue kame, just like how a story like this usually end *pouts*
CID is stupid and i'm surprised nakazawa is involved too, or is he? somehow i can pictured that he is totally another killer with different reason that pi and maki has
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Date: 2010-04-04 07:48 am (UTC)nakazawa is involved :D i have a completely different story around him, too bad it couldn't be explained in the fic. about his reasons.... ..... ;-----)
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Date: 2010-04-03 07:59 pm (UTC)But still OMFG ok then, that was an abrupt ending!! So is Kame dead???
And why kill Pi, wasn't he on the same side as Nakazawa? And why did Jin leave? XD just wondering XD
Great fic!!!!!!!! Hope you write another soon XD
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Date: 2010-04-04 07:50 am (UTC)thank you! ♥♥
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Date: 2010-04-03 08:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 07:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-03 09:19 pm (UTC)OMG!!
Kazu died?!!! Seriously??!!
Still, I like your fic and I enjoyed reading it a lot!
Although I'm kind of shocked about the ending and where the hell did Jin disappear when Kazuya needed him.
Thanks a lot for this chapter! Congrats on finishing this fic! ^^
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Date: 2010-04-04 08:00 am (UTC)thank you very, very much! ♥ :3
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Date: 2010-04-03 09:52 pm (UTC)to not be continued.
......
april fools day is over already! D:
not funny.
i loved the story though
it was kinda thrilling. i remember the night when i read chapter 1~3 in one go from my psp. took me quite some time, and after that i had a huge nightmare D:
but i followed the ff though 8D
the story was really interesting. and nice writing style.
thanks <3
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Date: 2010-04-04 08:02 am (UTC)waaaah, i'm sorry if this fic caused you nightmares! :D not my intention. or, well....
thank youuu! :3 i'm glad you liked it and read it and even commented it!
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Date: 2010-04-04 08:04 am (UTC)maybe akame can! ♥ there's nothing confirming kame's death ;) thank you so much!
Ace of Spades, final
Date: 2010-04-03 10:38 pm (UTC)Re: Ace of Spades, final
Date: 2010-04-04 08:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 08:06 am (UTC)there might be an epilogue, but idk. :D i'll probably start a completely another fic.
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Date: 2010-04-04 01:35 am (UTC)kameeeeee!!!!!!
i dont like the ending why why kame had to die!huhu! T_T
but still i love your fic ill be waiting 4 your next update ^_~v
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Date: 2010-04-04 08:07 am (UTC)thank youuuuu! ♥
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Date: 2010-04-04 01:52 am (UTC)^^ thanks neh~
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Date: 2010-04-04 08:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 02:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 08:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 04:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 08:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-04 04:59 am (UTC)oh my god
kame just died. kame just died. or got shot. or almost did. or something because YOU FREAKING LEFT IT ON A CLIFFY!!!
ok, sorry, but man, that's just cruel. it's like that feeling when you're almost at the end of a really good story... and oh wait that's this XD
jk,jk, this chapter was just insane in the fact that it had so much stuff going on. Jin being held at the beginning was heartbreaking. Them taking Kame was even more heartbreaking and i wanted to punch the police's faces in. The middle part where Jin and Kame talk about going to L.A. was a good respite from all the stuff going on. It wasn't love, not yet, but Jin didn't see one reason, why it couldn't slowly turn like it. i LOVE thi line. this whole entire group/cult/Maki/Yamapi(dang i was so right when i said he was part of this)/"Nakazawa" thing is just messed up and, the end. oh the end. i think you already know my feelings ^_^
i loved it!! the story was amazing! it made my day!! AU!mystery Akame with Yamaki as some crazy killers was one great plot idea!!
sequel onegai!!!
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Date: 2010-04-04 08:18 am (UTC):D i'm sorryyyy~! haha, cliffhangers are so much fun! and bring so much sadistic writer's pleasure. but kame's death is kinda optional, at least until the epilogue. i know that feeling though and DAMN it's awful XD ....... but when you're the writer.... mwahahaha. ;)
thank you very much! ♥ awh, i don't even know what to say. except that messed up cults just are... fun. ;D but about the rest, i can't say anything! you took my words. D: thank you so much!
epilogue~!
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Date: 2010-04-04 10:24 am (UTC)love the whole concept, but lol, Nakazawa is the killer?
isn't he the part of the police or something? xD
bohoo. kame died, i'm liking it, but bohoo. i don't know what happens next because it says 'TO NOT BE CONTINUED'
hope in the future you'll make more akame fics :)
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Date: 2010-04-05 02:19 pm (UTC)yep, he is :D or one of them, actually. he was one of the biggest investigators regarding this case, there was some parts from his pov. there's a whole new explanation for this one.
to not be continued WITH GLITTER. :---( i love my glitters. but thank you honeyyy ♥
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Date: 2010-04-04 03:11 pm (UTC)Please tell me there's a season2 so we know it doesn't end in a de-constructed mess Murakami-style.
I like how you said, "And then I found out about Kamenashi Kazuya, who carries all the things a virgin needs. Right bloodline, right birth time. Right horoscope, right looks. He's the one."
Right, so virginal kame huh??
Look this story, hope to see updates soon!
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Date: 2010-04-05 02:21 pm (UTC)well, i don't think kame is virgin by the real meaning-- but he's the main target for teh big killah organization. :( thank you, i'll be working on another fic soon! ♥
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Date: 2010-04-04 03:48 pm (UTC)you (kind of) promised a sequel, right? well, i'll look forward to that.
i hope to read more of your akame stories soon so i surely won't kill you. XD thanks for taking the time ^_^
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Date: 2010-04-05 02:23 pm (UTC)kind of :D epilogue may follow, but idk about the sequel thing. right now i'm feeling like sailing to a whole new sea and fic. thank youuuu and also thanks for not killing me ♥
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Date: 2010-04-04 04:48 pm (UTC)what a twist...
dang! you could make a good thriller writer..
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Date: 2010-04-05 02:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-05 12:25 pm (UTC)This one definitely rocketed along at a very quick pace, and jumped from scene to scene! Lots happened, and the akame was adorable and sweet....but the background plot really shocked me.
I hope it is not the end for Kame! *puppy dog eyes* More please?
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Date: 2010-04-05 02:26 pm (UTC)the last chapters are, often for me, really fast! well, the whole thing wasn't always slow or exact, but what the hell. :D
let's hope so! epilogue might be coming if i find the time and feeling to write it.
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Date: 2010-04-05 02:56 pm (UTC)n he died alone after dat??ooooowh....
its kinda sad, coz this is the end right?
but this is lk watching action thriller film, thanks for this!
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Date: 2010-04-05 04:54 pm (UTC)thank you! :D ♥ that's a really nice compliment.
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Date: 2010-04-05 04:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-05 04:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-04-05 07:15 pm (UTC)I like the plot though. It gets confusing at first but then once everything clears up I was suddenly like ah! hahahaha I hope that wan't confusing! I love this fic. I was waiting for it. :)
I do hope you update soon.
**Hugs**
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Date: 2010-04-08 03:53 pm (UTC)thank you so much! ♥ it wasn't confusing at all - i'm glad. *hugssss*
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Date: 2010-05-20 01:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-26 05:37 pm (UTC)