Breaking Point (Part 3)
anonymous
March 26 2012, 06:25:30 UTC
(Sorry about the hiatus, needed to get some inspiration,hope your still following.There's a lot of back and forth, so I hope your able to follow it,I try to divide different time periods with lines. Just to reiterate, this has dark themes associated with it,so readers be advised.)
It had started out as an accident at first.No, that actually wasn't completely true. If it was an accident, Adachi wouldn't have felt so relieved at that time. It wasn't like the bastard didn't deserve what had been coming to him anyways.
All those nights when he laid awake in bed,afraid to go to sleep. Afraid to see the door crack open,the footsteps and..and..
It wasn't important to remember so much. He had enough trouble forgetting when he woke up from those nightmares. Those damn nightmares.
Things had stopped for awhile after his father had died.After the "accident" happened.One little thing left on the staircase and "Whoops!". His problem was solved, at least..it had been for awhile. ------------------------------------------------ "Do you know what my father would say? ...He'd say "Smile,Smile like everything's okay." Isn't that something,really?" Adachi would look towards the figure strapped to the gurney with the same smile he usually wore.
"That a smile will solve all your problems? It just hides away those ugly little secrets that nobody wants to see. That nobody cares about. But we all have scars,deep down. Isn't that right detective?"
Adachi's fingers would slowly trail along the deep set scar that would line Dojima's chest,moving from his right shoulder to rest near a rib.
Dojima would jerk at the touch,straining his arms in the leather cuffs. It had been a week,maybe two since he had been abducted. A few days since he had made the phone call. ---------------------------------------
"I don't want any funny business Ryotaro..do you understand? Even my patience can only go so far." Adachi would tap the baton in his hand as he listened to the phone ring. "Just like we practiced,remember?"
Dojima would eye the other slightly,hearing the faint sound of electricity come from the baton. His body already flinched involuntarily as it came near. It had learned what it could do,remembered the stinging jolts that made his muscles spasm in agony.
"Hello?" The ear piece on the phone would call out,Adachi would slowly hold it up to Dojima with his free hand.
"H-hello" Dojima paused,clearing his throat. "Hey,It's Ryotaro."
"Dojima-san? Where have you been? I haven't seen you come in for awhile. Whats the matter,you sick or something?"
"Y-yeah,yeah. I just crawled out of bed finally." He offered a weak chuckle,trying to keep things light,easy
"Yeah,you sound terrible. Jesus,I hope it's not contagious."
"That's..that's actually why I was calling. I think I'm going to cash in on my vacation. You know the Chief's been on my about it lately.Try to recover and maybe have some time to myself."
"It sucks that you have to start out your vacation sick,but I guess when you get better you can go to the beach or something." A laugh would come from the phone. "Alright,how long do you need off."
Dojima paused a bit,his heart racing slightly before the baton came dangerously close.
"I've got a month off right?"
"Huh? Yeah,that's right. Going to use it up in one shot?"
"I'm set to get more later on this year,so. .. so it's not too big of a deal."
A pause would come over the earpiece,maybe they had suspected something. Maybe they knew he wouldn't ask for so much time off,his voice? Something, anything that would tip them off without alerting the other.
"Alright, I got you all filled in. Have a nice vacation, I better see you come back with a tan alright?"
The dial tone would hum in his ear.
The phone would be taken away,replaced by slow applause.
"Wonderful,wonderful detective. I thought you were going to lose it there. I really did,but you pulled through didn't you? I'm proud of you, maybe I'll reward you today."
Adachi would idly twirl the baton.
"Tell you what, today...today we'll do something different."
Breaking Point (Part 4)
anonymous
April 2 2012, 07:31:32 UTC
(Just to reiterate to new readers,this has a lot of dark themes which slowly but surely pop up,so please use discretion)
The radio played softly in the background as the windshield wipers clacked softly,cutting through the rain that fell against the window. Dojima had to smile a little bit as he adjusted his rear view mirror,the small figure in the back would catch his gaze,raising her head up to smile back at her father.
"Are you doing okay Nanako?" Chisato would turn her head.
"I'm okay Mom."
Dojima had to chuckle softly,it was a picture perfect scene if the weather didn't agree. His eyes would flicker back to the road,time would seem to slow down as he saw another car suddenly jerk towards them from oncoming lane.
Silence except for the pounding of his own heart as his eyes widened at the light that was closing in on them.
Jesus,what the hell does he think hes doing!?
His fingers would tighten on the steering wheel as he tried to turn away,tried to avoid but the rain slicked tires squealed against the pavement.
Dojima would jerk up,immediately regretting decision as he felt his muscles jolt out in agony,almost making him double over.
That's what happened when you would slammed against the wall though,that's what happened when somebody ended up raping you repeatedly until they got tired.
Turns out,that was the "something different" Adachi had been talking about.
His sleep fogged mind still fresh with the nightmare,the dream that had jostled him awake.He hadn't thought about that...for years. At least,he had suppressed it so much with the pills the doctor prescribed and booze that it had been shoved far back into the closet of his mind.
"Little trip down memory lane?"
Dojima's dark eyes would shift towards the doorway,immediately narrowing slightly.
"Ah,don't get up. I'll show myself in."
Adachi would slowly stroll into the room,seeming to study the other slowly.
Dojima in turn,would study Adachi himself. He hadn't had much time to before. Never enough time being awake,never enough time to profile.
The smaller man always seemed to keep his distance when he first entered a room,probably to keep from being ambushed,overtaken. He seemed to watch,liked to be in control obviously and wasn't taking any chances. And he always seemed to smile..except...
He's not smiling right now.
"Why are you doing this?"
Adachi would left out an over exaggerated sigh.
"How boring,I thought we were past this. Maybe I should make a handbook to give to new members. Get through the basics and right into the good stuff."
"There has to be a reason,nobody..nobody just does this to people!"
Adachi would slowly settle down to sit on his heels,eye level with Dojima.
"I don't know detective,you seemed pretty confident that was the case when you first came here. You were just ready to shoot the bad guy."
Adachi would slowly rise,walking around Dojima in a lazy circle.
"Tell me,why..why are there bad people in the world? Ones that wake up in the morning and suddenly decide "Hey,I'm going to fuck somebody's life up today!" They get up,and they do such terrible things..and nobody can wrap their head around why? Maybe that's why I get that question all the time you know.."Why" "
Adachi would pause,his eyes shifting somewhere else in the room as if he was thinking about something.
"And maybe..there really isn't an answer.Maybe..there never was."
There would be an uncomfortable silence filling the cell that Dojima would be sitting in.
"Well...anyways.." Adachi would finally break it. "Eat up,you've got a long day ahead of you."
A bowl of rice porridge would be produced,it wasn't until the sweet smell hit him that Dojima realized just how hungry he was. Meals were few and far between,not enough to starve him to death,but it seemed enough to make his willpower crumble. Even the warmth radiating from the bowl was comforting.
"...I hate you." Dojima would utter out softly as he watched the steam slowly from the plastic bowl.
This time Adachi would smile,but it would seem to be almost bittersweet..almost sad.
Re: Breaking Point (Part 4)
anonymous
April 18 2012, 09:57:27 UTC
OH GODDESS IZANAMIahskjdk please continue!;u; i love tis & YOU so much ; been lookin' for this kind of dark psychological theme to adachiXdojima long time ORZ
u can have all my cabbages, TV & coffee please write more ;u; <3
Breaking Point (Part 5)
anonymous
April 19 2012, 05:49:42 UTC
(Reiteration as usual about dark themes present in this,such as a very obvious rape scene.Please note I do sort of bounce between past and present a lot but try to separate them using lines "--------" so please bear with me. )
"Why don't you just kill me already..."
The words would choke out from Dojima's lips as his head would be brought up from the water. Coughing hard and spluttering before it would be dunked underneath.
Adachi had been a lot more vindictive today, there was less playing around this time.
"Is that what you really want? Hmm? Just to die? To give up so easily. I thought you were better than that detective!"
Another gasping breath would escape as he yanked Dojima upwards again. His fingers digging tightly into the collar of his shirt.
"You've got nothing to live for?You've got nothing to fight for!? Every day,every day you wake up..it's like another nightmare!!"
Adachi's voice would waver slightly at the last sentence.
Dojima would turn his head for a moment,barely catching the others slightly troubled expression before being thrust downwards into the frigid bucket of water.
It seemed that the peace couldn't last forever. That the same monster he had been afraid of when he was young,would follow..stalk him in his young adulthood. It,well perhaps they, wore a difference face, but the ending was still the same.
"So,your Kagura's kid aren't you?" The silver-haired business man would glance over towards Adachi in the elevator.
He had been nineteen at the time,still fresh faced a little naive looking. His eyes would stare at the red carpet of the elevator,droning out the music that played softly.
"Starting your first day here huh? Must be a big responsibility. Your dad told me a lot about you."
"Huh,did he?" Adachi mumbled.
"That's right,a lot."
The two would stand in the quiet drone of elevator muzak until the older man would reach forwards,pushing the emergency stop button.
Adachi's heart would stop as he slowly looked upwards.
"No.."
The last utter from his lips as he felt himself slammed against the elevator wall.His suitcase knocked from his hands as he struggled,wriggled underneath the seemingly iron grip.
Turned around to face the elevator wall, a hand would curl around his mouth,silencing all other cries. Body weight crushing him as the other hand frantically sought to undo their pants.
He screamed,squealed more likely as he felt the first hot stab into him. Closing his eyes,it was exactly the same as before. The same thing he had to fear at night.
He didn't know how long it had been,how long the rough thrusts hurt and the hand bruised his mouth,but it would end with the foreign warmth flooding him,a satisfied chuckle coming against his ear as he'd be unceremoniously dropped to the floor,panting..sobbing.
"Your father was right about you Adachi." The older man would tuck himself back into order as the elevator resumed it's journey. A soft ding letting the doors open and the figure disappear.
"...H-help..me.." Adachi uttered to the next man that stepped onto the elevator,only to widen his eyes as he saw the same button pushed again.
Now I can't sleep,I see them.Those monsters,those filthy,lecherous bastards all over again..and again.
Adachi's hand shook as he held Dojima down,his eyes smouldering with an intense rage as he pushed harder,and harder until he realized that Dojima had stopped struggling.
"W-what?" He blinked,the rage clearing away as his eyes slid down to the still figure.
He wouldn't feel the relief he had usually gotten with the others.He wouldn't feel a sense of calm,of finality.
He felt..panic.
He'd haul the soaking figure's head out of the bucket,laying him flat.The slight pale blue would already start to form around his lips,cold from the water he had been shoved into.
Let him die,leave him there..it's over.He's no better than the rest of them. Why should you? He was going to kill you anyways.
Save him, he doesn't have to be like the others. Save him.
He would stare down at the prone figure before making a decision.
Re: Breaking Point (Part 5)
anonymous
April 25 2012, 16:12:56 UTC
*squishhugs* ;u;❤ shameless anon wanna sankyuu, love u like cabbages & will support ur fic throughout! ;u; shameless anon'll protect u! *SHOT*
was surprised by ur twist on adachi's past; relax, not offended. (snrk was hopin'for a killer orchestrated vengeance scene of the 'kagura' part..how dojima was involved but DON'T LET SHAMELESS ANON AFFECT U write watever u originally intend to pls, gomen! promise don't hold back! love everything u wrote genuinely! ;u;❤ *cheers*)
& shameless anon wants to clarify if "...that's what happened when somebody ended up raping you repeatedly until they got tired." happened or just figurative thought? hope to draw mini scenes from tis w ur permission after depressin' exams's over! sankyuu again! ❤ clingin' onto ur updates like life planks tat cheers shameless anon up. ;u; *shuts up finally*
Re: Breaking Point (Part 5) Writer-Non
anonymous
April 25 2012, 16:59:30 UTC
Thanks for all your support n.n I always add the warning in the chapters now because I don't want another scare like I had before.
There's a lot of stuff I want to add about both Adachi and Dojima's past so you might see some killing yet.
Clarification is that after saying "Let's do something a little different" after the phone call, Adachi did end up having a little non-con time with Dojima and he was sore afterwards.
Feel free to draw mini scenes if you like,but you'll have to link me to them!
I'll try to get some more updates soon after getting my thoughts together,I actually scribble some of this in a notebook e.e;;
Thank you once again,and to everyone who's been following and your support.
Breaking Point (Part 6)
anonymous
May 29 2012, 04:03:17 UTC
(Once again, as I always do with recent entries, would like to warn people of its dark and perhaps disturbing material.Please be advised while reading.Thank you.)
The screech of slick tires and deafening sound of metal upon metal would fill Dojima's ears. The world spun,slamming him, jerking him in all directions as he was trapped helpless in the seat belt which kept him from flying through the windshield. Glass would splinter and shatter from the impact,flying and raining down. Making small cuts wherever they made contact.
It was strange really,what he heard next. Almost like being underwater,briefly popping up for a gasp of air..the noises would now start to cut in and out. The radio still playing through all of the chaos,Nanako's panicked cries coming from the back seat,even his own heavy breathing would cut in and out, between periods of mute silence.
The world lurched one last time,pitching violently until they would finally be thrown upside down and with it came the silence. ----------------------------------------------------------------
He woke up vomiting water, warmth that had once been pressed against his freezing body would retreat before the deluge of water came out of his mouth. He gasped in another deep breath until interrupting it with another round of clear bile. Dojima's body would shake. Part from shock,part from his soaked clothing. Through his ragged pants,he still heard Adachi's footsteps slowly wander away from him until a heavy blanket was thrown roughly on top of him.
"..Clean yourself up."
The other would break the silence, though he didn't carry the usual air of superiority in his voice. The usual air of enjoyment or mirth he had when he goaded Dojima on.
Adachi would finally settle down on his haunches again as he examined Dojima quietly. The detective was pale,exhausted even. But his eyes, his eyes still held that shine. That inner strength,that inner light which told Adachi his will wasn't broken.
It made Adachi jealous. It made Adachi feel....something,for the first time in years.He had never told anyone,not any of his other victims. But somehow Dojima made him feel more talkative.
I was right...this one is different
But it wasn't even close to the way Adachi pictured it in his head.
"The second one," Adachi began,his eyes examining the floor idly. "Wasn't as much as an accident, as it was fate..."
Breaking Point (Part 7)
anonymous
May 29 2012, 04:39:44 UTC
(Once again,usual disclaimer of dark themes and elements which may be disturbing such as extremely excessive language and implied rape. Also murder in a sense. Thank you.)
Adachi had begun to take the stairs more often. The sweat and aching in his calves seeming to be better than the shame and pain everywhere else that elevators reminded him of. He had trouble getting into even unoccupied ones,a creeping knot forming in his gut.
Still,it gave him a brief moment of peace away from the monsters,the ones dressed in their sharp suits and fake smiles.His lip still throbbed from his last encounter. Split slightly from the sharp blow he had gotten.
That's what he got for fighting back. That's what he had gotten for threatening to tell someone. ------------------------------------------------------------------
"Tell them what?" The man laughed harshly,close to his ear.
"That your a little whore?The office screw toy? What makes you think anyone would care? What makes you think that they wouldn't pin you against the wall like I'm doing now?"
He punctuated his last sentence with a sharp thrust that made Adachi yelp out in pain,making his eyes water.
Adachi would stare over the railing at the spiraling blackness below.It would be easy wouldn't it? No landings to abruptly stop on,just down...down into the blackness and silence.
"So this is where your hiding." A voice would shatter Adachi's thoughts.
"That's quite cruel of you isn't it? I've been getting lonely." The man slowly descended the stairs,reaching out to grab Adachi's arm.
"No!No! Let me go!!" Adachi would struggle wildly,trying to get away from the tight grip. But as soon as it latched on,it let go.
His assailant would teeter precariously backwards,arms flailing almost comically in an attempt to keep him from falling backwards.
"H-help me!"
Adachi would reach his hand forwards slowly until he remembered.
H-help me....
Remembered as he had tearfully looked up to this man after being broken,after being ravaged...and watched as he shut the door to do the very same thing.
Adachi's lips tugged slightly at the corners into a very small humorless smile,before he pushed. Perhaps it was a good thing Adachi decided not to throw himself down the stairs. It looked incredibly painful. the sharp crack of the initial landing would stop the other's surprised yelling,reducing it to a strangled cry.
Down,down he went,bouncing off the stairs until his body lay broken at the bottom like a broken doll. Nobody came to investigate the heavy thuds as Adachi slowly walked away.
For the second time in many years,he had felt....relieved.
Breaking Point (Part 8)
anonymous
May 29 2012, 04:51:38 UTC
(Please be aware that this story contains dark themes and content that may be unsettling. Thank you.This entry might be a bit short since I didn't think I could fit it in part 7.)
The two would sit in deep silence for a long time as Adachi had finished speaking.Their eyes locked in each others gaze,as if trying to read one another's thoughts. The detective and the criminal. The criminal and his victim.
"...Why didn't you tell anyone?"
Dojima would break the silence finally.Asking as if he had forgotten who Adachi was. What he had done,and what he was currently doing to him. He asked,like he was interviewing a victim.
Adachi's eyes would focus on the other's for a moment again before they idly looked off to the side.
"Because I was afraid.."
The answer came out of his mouth before he had realized he said it aloud.The usually cold eyes seemed to soften for just a moment,looking really afraid for once until he hardened them again at Dojima. Almost glaring.
"..Don't ask such stupid questions."
He rose quickly to his feet,looking down at Dojima.
"..We're done for today. Don't do anything stupid,like dying again. I might not be so generous.."
With that,he strode out of the room,locking the door behind him.
Both men would be left to their own increasingly confusing thoughts. Both men left to relive the moments they had burrowed so deep before in their memories.
Re: Breaking Point (Part 8)
anonymous
May 31 2012, 07:52:54 UTC
THANK YOU WRITER-ANON! ❤♥me(づ￣ ³￣)づ( O皿O;; )you❤♥❤ 3 beautiful updates!! ILU!!! kyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!! thanks, u cheer me up again! love ur fic! UR AMAZING!! omgahgsasjdfdfllkl *GRAB HUG GLOMP ATTACKS WRITER-ANON!! *shot* .. i rly love how u manage dojima & adachi's flashbacks & presents -- fresh & brilliant-- u pull me into the story. the awkward silence & deep thoughts between em' asdhjkll
;//д//; ♥❤ *smothers u w cabbages & hearts again* gomen weird anon is weird. ;u; i'm not good w words!! haha just a fan of u & haf been lookin' forward to ur update like a some dippy high sch gurl in love trollolol. *hugs u & runs away* (p.s: same shameless anon googled wat non-con meant. left a nose-bled ORZ ♥)
Breaking Point (Part 9)
anonymous
June 20 2012, 04:09:51 UTC
"Sleep well?"
Adachi's voice would interrupt Dojima's fractured sleep. The detective still felt drained,exhausted even after a quick glance at Adachi's watch would tell him it was late in the afternoon.
He had learned how to steal quick glances at the others wristwatch to tell the time. It didn't really accomplish much,but it helped him keep track of the hours and days passing by rather than waiting,guessing with uncertainty.
"Let me sleep in this time?" Dojima would slowly sit up from the hard mattress. A flat piece of fabric stretched out on an unimpressive board with legs.
"I do have other things to do instead of wasting time with you all of the time."
The younger man threw a slight glance over his shoulder towards Dojima. It seemed to be the first time he had ever turned his back to the detective,but before Dojima could act,he faced him fully again holding something.
"Here,I brought you a treat. Think of it as a little congratulations for living this long."
The smell would hit Dojima before his eyes registered what it was. Thick,fatty,savory..the smell of meat. Beef to be exact. The scent of it would almost make Dojima dizzy.
He hadn't had meat since,well..since he had been kidnapped.His eyes narrowed slightly towards Adachi as he would be handed the bowl. Part of him wanted to throw it in his smiling face,the other part would notice something in the others expression.Something that he couldn't really read as his stomach nearly screamed at him to stop thinking and eat.
The chopsticks would fumble in his hands.Clumsy,fumbling uselessly as he tried to pick up a piece of beef with the wooden sticks but failing over and over until he felt slender hands take the chopsticks from him.
Adachi would effortlessly pick up one of the tender morsels holding it in front of Dojima's face. "Open up.."
He would be met with a glare from the detective who turned his face away defiantly like a stubborn child.
"Suit yourself" Adachi would shrug and pop the beef into his mouth,chewing it all while staring at Dojima in an almost teasing manner. "I guess I'll finish this if your going to be like that."
His fingers went to take the bowl away from Dojima,the bowl which would be jerked away quickly by the detective.
"..W..wait."
"Mm?Finally going to cooperate. I'm trying to help you this time. No tricks,I promise."
That smile would slowly curl on the others face as he picked up another piece of beef,jiggling it slightly in front of Dojima's mouth.
Dojima slowly opened his mouth,taking the beef.Chewing it slowly and trying to savor it.He didn't know when,and if he would be fed next.
"So,I was thinking.." Adachi began,feeding another piece of meat to Dojima.
"I've been telling you an awful amount about myself to you lately. I mean,it's funny really..I'm usually so shy around people. But It's sort of selfish don't you think? Here I am,gabbing away..your probably so bored listening to all of it aren't you?"
Another piece of beef would be shoved quickly into Dojima's mouth before he could answer for himself.
"So...for today I want you to tell me something about yourself. Tell me a story Ryotaro. ..A story about your family."
This time Dojima did throw the bowl at Adachi,who deftly dodged out of the way. Laughing in the same humorless and quiet fashion he usually did.
"Still hurts huh? ..But I don't think you really have a choice. What happened after the accident Dojima? What happened after he killed your family?"
Re: Breaking Point (Part 9)(Writer-Non)
anonymous
August 27 2012, 05:21:25 UTC
I'm trying my best,I've been scribbling down ideas when I can. Works gotten the best of me but I'm definitely doing to finish this! Thank you for the support :3.
Breaking Point (Part 10)
anonymous
August 27 2012, 05:55:12 UTC
(Sorry about the long hiatus,it takes awhile to try to get some good ideas. As usual,please be warned this does have disturbing themes including: rape,murder,death and angst. Please use your discretion.)
The acrid smell of hospital grade disinfectant would hit Dojima's nose like a fist. Slowly he opened his eyes,they felt like they had been glued together,sticky..hard like they had been closed for a long time even though it seemed like minutes to him.
He took in a sharp breath as the bright lights would hit his eyes,his pupils shrinking at the bright lights. His head had a perpetual and dull ringing that started at the base of his skull and echoed its way forwards.His thoughts jumbled as the contents of the wreckage he had left behind.
Where,where am I?
A nurse would quietly wander into the room,distracted she didn't seem to notice that he was awake yet.Fiddling with his IV drip,Dojima must have made a noise because she looked over with a start.
"Y-your awake.."
Dojima wondered why she was so surprised. Had it been that bad? He couldn't remember much,and as far as he knew he had all of his body parts intact,at least that's what the slow creeping pain that began to throb through him stated.
At this point,he figured out that he was in the hospital. In the hospital and....and...
Where's my family..
His mind would get a bit sharper as the question reared it's ugly head. Looking around slowly,he realized he was in a room..alone.
Dojima went to ask,went to ask where they were. Only a soft series of grunts as he tried to form words would escape,his mouth felt extremely and unpleasantly dry. He could swear he tasted a hint of copper on his tongue,just a little bit.
"Where?"
"Where are you? Your in the hospital of course."
He shook his head again.
"Where ... are the others?"
The nurse looked confused for a moment.
"Others?"
"..N..nanako...where's...nanako?"
Her expression seemed to change slightly,moving from confusion to sudden realization. Her eyes would flicker away from the man.
"I should..really get the doctor. He'll want to take a look at you now that your awake." She moved away from the bed. "H-here you can watch television while you wait,it shouldn't take long" Her fingers flipped the knob on,causing Dojima to squint from the brightness again. Hurriedly she would leave the room.
"W..wait!" He called out weakly after her before giving up. Closing his eyes again,he felt exhausted.Drained even though he was probably out for awhile. He began drifting off slowly until his ears caught the voice on the television set.
"Investigators are still looking for the suspect of last months car crash which critically injured an off-duty Inaba detective and claimed the life of both his wife and daughter. Police are asking citizens to phone in any information they might have concerning..."
His eyes would snap open just in time to see the two photos lingering on the screen.
...No...
"...No.."He finally uttered out loud,sitting upwards as he stared in disbelief,numb to the pain his injures caused him.
It turned out that as weak as he was...Dojima still have the strength to scream in anguish.
It had started out as an accident at first.No, that actually wasn't completely true. If it was an accident, Adachi wouldn't have felt so relieved at that time. It wasn't like the bastard didn't deserve what had been coming to him anyways.
All those nights when he laid awake in bed,afraid to go to sleep. Afraid to see the door crack open,the footsteps and..and..
It wasn't important to remember so much. He had enough trouble forgetting when he woke up from those nightmares. Those damn nightmares.
Things had stopped for awhile after his father had died.After the "accident" happened.One little thing left on the staircase and "Whoops!". His problem was solved, at least..it had been for awhile.
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"Do you know what my father would say? ...He'd say "Smile,Smile like everything's okay." Isn't that something,really?" Adachi would look towards the figure strapped to the gurney with the same smile he usually wore.
"That a smile will solve all your problems? It just hides away those ugly little secrets that nobody wants to see. That nobody cares about. But we all have scars,deep down. Isn't that right detective?"
Adachi's fingers would slowly trail along the deep set scar that would line Dojima's chest,moving from his right shoulder to rest near a rib.
Dojima would jerk at the touch,straining his arms in the leather cuffs. It had been a week,maybe two since he had been abducted. A few days since he had made the phone call.
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"I don't want any funny business Ryotaro..do you understand? Even my patience can only go so far." Adachi would tap the baton in his hand as he listened to the phone ring. "Just like we practiced,remember?"
Dojima would eye the other slightly,hearing the faint sound of electricity come from the baton. His body already flinched involuntarily as it came near. It had learned what it could do,remembered the stinging jolts that made his muscles spasm in agony.
"Hello?" The ear piece on the phone would call out,Adachi would slowly hold it up to Dojima with his free hand.
"H-hello" Dojima paused,clearing his throat. "Hey,It's Ryotaro."
"Dojima-san? Where have you been? I haven't seen you come in for awhile. Whats the matter,you sick or something?"
"Y-yeah,yeah. I just crawled out of bed finally." He offered a weak chuckle,trying to keep things light,easy
"Yeah,you sound terrible. Jesus,I hope it's not contagious."
"That's..that's actually why I was calling. I think I'm going to cash in on my vacation. You know the Chief's been on my about it lately.Try to recover and maybe have some time to myself."
"It sucks that you have to start out your vacation sick,but I guess when you get better you can go to the beach or something." A laugh would come from the phone. "Alright,how long do you need off."
Dojima paused a bit,his heart racing slightly before the baton came dangerously close.
"I've got a month off right?"
"Huh? Yeah,that's right. Going to use it up in one shot?"
"I'm set to get more later on this year,so. .. so it's not too big of a deal."
A pause would come over the earpiece,maybe they had suspected something. Maybe they knew he wouldn't ask for so much time off,his voice? Something, anything that would tip them off without alerting the other.
"Alright, I got you all filled in. Have a nice vacation, I better see you come back with a tan alright?"
The dial tone would hum in his ear.
The phone would be taken away,replaced by slow applause.
"Wonderful,wonderful detective. I thought you were going to lose it there. I really did,but you pulled through didn't you? I'm proud of you, maybe I'll reward you today."
Adachi would idly twirl the baton.
"Tell you what, today...today we'll do something different."
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The radio played softly in the background as the windshield wipers clacked softly,cutting through the rain that fell against the window.
Dojima had to smile a little bit as he adjusted his rear view mirror,the small figure in the back would catch his gaze,raising her head up to smile back at her father.
"Are you doing okay Nanako?" Chisato would turn her head.
"I'm okay Mom."
Dojima had to chuckle softly,it was a picture perfect scene if the weather didn't agree. His eyes would flicker back to the road,time would seem to slow down as he saw another car suddenly jerk towards them from oncoming lane.
Silence except for the pounding of his own heart as his eyes widened at the light that was closing in on them.
Jesus,what the hell does he think hes doing!?
His fingers would tighten on the steering wheel as he tried to turn away,tried to avoid but the rain slicked tires squealed against the pavement.
No...
"Daddy!!"
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Dojima would jerk up,immediately regretting decision as he felt his muscles jolt out in agony,almost making him double over.
That's what happened when you would slammed against the wall though,that's what happened when somebody ended up raping you repeatedly until they got tired.
Turns out,that was the "something different" Adachi had been talking about.
His sleep fogged mind still fresh with the nightmare,the dream that had jostled him awake.He hadn't thought about that...for years. At least,he had suppressed it so much with the pills the doctor prescribed and booze that it had been shoved far back into the closet of his mind.
"Little trip down memory lane?"
Dojima's dark eyes would shift towards the doorway,immediately narrowing slightly.
"Ah,don't get up. I'll show myself in."
Adachi would slowly stroll into the room,seeming to study the other slowly.
Dojima in turn,would study Adachi himself. He hadn't had much time to before. Never enough time being awake,never enough time to profile.
The smaller man always seemed to keep his distance when he first entered a room,probably to keep from being ambushed,overtaken. He seemed to watch,liked to be in control obviously and wasn't taking any chances. And he always seemed to smile..except...
He's not smiling right now.
"Why are you doing this?"
Adachi would left out an over exaggerated sigh.
"How boring,I thought we were past this. Maybe I should make a handbook to give to new members. Get through the basics and right into the good stuff."
"There has to be a reason,nobody..nobody just does this to people!"
Adachi would slowly settle down to sit on his heels,eye level with Dojima.
"I don't know detective,you seemed pretty confident that was the case when you first came here. You were just ready to shoot the bad guy."
Adachi would slowly rise,walking around Dojima in a lazy circle.
"Tell me,why..why are there bad people in the world? Ones that wake up in the morning and suddenly decide "Hey,I'm going to fuck somebody's life up today!" They get up,and they do such terrible things..and nobody can wrap their head around why? Maybe that's why I get that question all the time you know.."Why" "
Adachi would pause,his eyes shifting somewhere else in the room as if he was thinking about something.
"And maybe..there really isn't an answer.Maybe..there never was."
There would be an uncomfortable silence filling the cell that Dojima would be sitting in.
"Well...anyways.." Adachi would finally break it. "Eat up,you've got a long day ahead of you."
A bowl of rice porridge would be produced,it wasn't until the sweet smell hit him that Dojima realized just how hungry he was. Meals were few and far between,not enough to starve him to death,but it seemed enough to make his willpower crumble. Even the warmth radiating from the bowl was comforting.
"...I hate you." Dojima would utter out softly as he watched the steam slowly from the plastic bowl.
This time Adachi would smile,but it would seem to be almost bittersweet..almost sad.
"..I know."
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u can have all my cabbages, TV & coffee please write more ;u; <3
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"Why don't you just kill me already..."
The words would choke out from Dojima's lips as his head would be brought up from the water. Coughing hard and spluttering before it would be dunked underneath.
Adachi had been a lot more vindictive today, there was less playing around this time.
"Is that what you really want? Hmm? Just to die? To give up so easily. I thought you were better than that detective!"
Another gasping breath would escape as he yanked Dojima upwards again. His fingers digging tightly into the collar of his shirt.
"You've got nothing to live for?You've got nothing to fight for!? Every day,every day you wake up..it's like another nightmare!!"
Adachi's voice would waver slightly at the last sentence.
Dojima would turn his head for a moment,barely catching the others slightly troubled expression before being thrust downwards into the frigid bucket of water.
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It seemed that the peace couldn't last forever. That the same monster he had been afraid of when he was young,would follow..stalk him in his young adulthood. It,well perhaps they, wore a difference face, but the ending was still the same.
"So,your Kagura's kid aren't you?" The silver-haired business man would glance over towards Adachi in the elevator.
He had been nineteen at the time,still fresh faced a little naive looking. His eyes would stare at the red carpet of the elevator,droning out the music that played softly.
"Starting your first day here huh? Must be a big responsibility. Your dad told me a lot about you."
"Huh,did he?" Adachi mumbled.
"That's right,a lot."
The two would stand in the quiet drone of elevator muzak until the older man would reach forwards,pushing the emergency stop button.
Adachi's heart would stop as he slowly looked upwards.
"No.."
The last utter from his lips as he felt himself slammed against the elevator wall.His suitcase knocked from his hands as he struggled,wriggled underneath the seemingly iron grip.
Turned around to face the elevator wall, a hand would curl around his mouth,silencing all other cries. Body weight crushing him as the other hand frantically sought to undo their pants.
He screamed,squealed more likely as he felt the first hot stab into him. Closing his eyes,it was exactly the same as before. The same thing he had to fear at night.
He didn't know how long it had been,how long the rough thrusts hurt and the hand bruised his mouth,but it would end with the foreign warmth flooding him,a satisfied chuckle coming against his ear as he'd be unceremoniously dropped to the floor,panting..sobbing.
"Your father was right about you Adachi." The older man would tuck himself back into order as the elevator resumed it's journey. A soft ding letting the doors open and the figure disappear.
"...H-help..me.." Adachi uttered to the next man that stepped onto the elevator,only to widen his eyes as he saw the same button pushed again.
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Now I can't sleep,I see them.Those monsters,those filthy,lecherous bastards all over again..and again.
Adachi's hand shook as he held Dojima down,his eyes smouldering with an intense rage as he pushed harder,and harder until he realized that Dojima had stopped struggling.
"W-what?" He blinked,the rage clearing away as his eyes slid down to the still figure.
He wouldn't feel the relief he had usually gotten with the others.He wouldn't feel a sense of calm,of finality.
He felt..panic.
He'd haul the soaking figure's head out of the bucket,laying him flat.The slight pale blue would already start to form around his lips,cold from the water he had been shoved into.
Let him die,leave him there..it's over.He's no better than the rest of them. Why should you? He was going to kill you anyways.
Save him, he doesn't have to be like the others. Save him.
He would stare down at the prone figure before making a decision.
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shameless anon wanna sankyuu, love u like cabbages & will support ur fic throughout! ;u; shameless anon'll protect u! *SHOT*
was surprised by ur twist on adachi's past; relax, not offended. (snrk was hopin'for a killer orchestrated vengeance scene of the 'kagura' part..how dojima was involved but DON'T LET SHAMELESS ANON AFFECT U write watever u originally intend to pls, gomen! promise don't hold back! love everything u wrote genuinely! ;u;❤ *cheers*)
& shameless anon wants to clarify if "...that's what happened when somebody ended up raping you repeatedly until they got tired." happened or just figurative thought? hope to draw mini scenes from tis w ur permission after depressin' exams's over! sankyuu again! ❤
clingin' onto ur updates like life planks tat cheers shameless anon up. ;u; *shuts up finally*
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I always add the warning in the chapters now because I don't want another scare like I had before.
There's a lot of stuff I want to add about both Adachi and Dojima's past so you might see some killing yet.
Clarification is that after saying "Let's do something a little different" after the phone call, Adachi did end up having a little non-con time with Dojima and he was sore afterwards.
Feel free to draw mini scenes if you like,but you'll have to link me to them!
I'll try to get some more updates soon after getting my thoughts together,I actually scribble some of this in a notebook e.e;;
Thank you once again,and to everyone who's been following and your support.
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The screech of slick tires and deafening sound of metal upon metal would fill Dojima's ears. The world spun,slamming him, jerking him in all directions as he was trapped helpless in the seat belt which kept him from flying through the windshield. Glass would splinter and shatter from the impact,flying and raining down. Making small cuts wherever they made contact.
It was strange really,what he heard next. Almost like being underwater,briefly popping up for a gasp of air..the noises would now start to cut in and out. The radio still playing through all of the chaos,Nanako's panicked cries coming from the back seat,even his own heavy breathing would cut in and out, between periods of mute silence.
The world lurched one last time,pitching violently until they would finally be thrown upside down and with it came the silence.
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He woke up vomiting water, warmth that had once been pressed against his freezing body would retreat before the deluge of water came out of his mouth. He gasped in another deep breath until interrupting it with another round of clear bile. Dojima's body would shake. Part from shock,part from his soaked clothing. Through his ragged pants,he still heard Adachi's footsteps slowly wander away from him until a heavy blanket was thrown roughly on top of him.
"..Clean yourself up."
The other would break the silence, though he didn't carry the usual air of superiority in his voice. The usual air of enjoyment or mirth he had when he goaded Dojima on.
Adachi would finally settle down on his haunches again as he examined Dojima quietly. The detective was pale,exhausted even. But his eyes, his eyes still held that shine. That inner strength,that inner light which told Adachi his will wasn't broken.
It made Adachi jealous. It made Adachi feel....something,for the first time in years.He had never told anyone,not any of his other victims. But somehow Dojima made him feel more talkative.
I was right...this one is different
But it wasn't even close to the way Adachi pictured it in his head.
"The second one," Adachi began,his eyes examining the floor idly.
"Wasn't as much as an accident, as it was fate..."
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Adachi had begun to take the stairs more often. The sweat and aching in his calves seeming to be better than the shame and pain everywhere else that elevators reminded him of. He had trouble getting into even unoccupied ones,a creeping knot forming in his gut.
Still,it gave him a brief moment of peace away from the monsters,the ones dressed in their sharp suits and fake smiles.His lip still throbbed from his last encounter. Split slightly from the sharp blow he had gotten.
That's what he got for fighting back. That's what he had gotten for threatening to tell someone.
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"Tell them what?" The man laughed harshly,close to his ear.
"That your a little whore?The office screw toy? What makes you think anyone would care? What makes you think that they wouldn't pin you against the wall like I'm doing now?"
He punctuated his last sentence with a sharp thrust that made Adachi yelp out in pain,making his eyes water.
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Maybe I should just end it all here.
Adachi would stare over the railing at the spiraling blackness below.It would be easy wouldn't it? No landings to abruptly stop on,just down...down into the blackness and silence.
"So this is where your hiding." A voice would shatter Adachi's thoughts.
"That's quite cruel of you isn't it? I've been getting lonely." The man slowly descended the stairs,reaching out to grab Adachi's arm.
"No!No! Let me go!!" Adachi would struggle wildly,trying to get away from the tight grip. But as soon as it latched on,it let go.
His assailant would teeter precariously backwards,arms flailing almost comically in an attempt to keep him from falling backwards.
"H-help me!"
Adachi would reach his hand forwards slowly until he remembered.
H-help me....
Remembered as he had tearfully looked up to this man after being broken,after being ravaged...and watched as he shut the door to do the very same thing.
Adachi's lips tugged slightly at the corners into a very small humorless smile,before he pushed. Perhaps it was a good thing Adachi decided not to throw himself down the stairs. It looked incredibly painful. the sharp crack of the initial landing would stop the other's surprised yelling,reducing it to a strangled cry.
Down,down he went,bouncing off the stairs until his body lay broken at the bottom like a broken doll. Nobody came to investigate the heavy thuds as Adachi slowly walked away.
For the second time in many years,he had felt....relieved.
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The two would sit in deep silence for a long time as Adachi had finished speaking.Their eyes locked in each others gaze,as if trying to read one another's thoughts. The detective and the criminal. The criminal and his victim.
"...Why didn't you tell anyone?"
Dojima would break the silence finally.Asking as if he had forgotten who Adachi was. What he had done,and what he was currently doing to him. He asked,like he was interviewing a victim.
Adachi's eyes would focus on the other's for a moment again before they idly looked off to the side.
"Because I was afraid.."
The answer came out of his mouth before he had realized he said it aloud.The usually cold eyes seemed to soften for just a moment,looking really afraid for once until he hardened them again at Dojima. Almost glaring.
"..Don't ask such stupid questions."
He rose quickly to his feet,looking down at Dojima.
"..We're done for today. Don't do anything stupid,like dying again. I might not be so generous.."
With that,he strode out of the room,locking the door behind him.
Both men would be left to their own increasingly confusing thoughts. Both men left to relive the moments they had burrowed so deep before in their memories.
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;//д//; ♥❤ *smothers u w cabbages & hearts again* gomen weird anon is weird. ;u; i'm not good w words!! haha just a fan of u & haf been lookin' forward to ur update like a some dippy high sch gurl in love trollolol. *hugs u & runs away*
(p.s: same shameless anon googled wat non-con meant. left a nose-bled ORZ ♥)
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Adachi's voice would interrupt Dojima's fractured sleep. The detective still felt drained,exhausted even after a quick glance at Adachi's watch would tell him it was late in the afternoon.
He had learned how to steal quick glances at the others wristwatch to tell the time. It didn't really accomplish much,but it helped him keep track of the hours and days passing by rather than waiting,guessing with uncertainty.
"Let me sleep in this time?" Dojima would slowly sit up from the hard mattress. A flat piece of fabric stretched out on an unimpressive board with legs.
"I do have other things to do instead of wasting time with you all of the time."
The younger man threw a slight glance over his shoulder towards Dojima. It seemed to be the first time he had ever turned his back to the detective,but before Dojima could act,he faced him fully again holding something.
"Here,I brought you a treat. Think of it as a little congratulations for living this long."
The smell would hit Dojima before his eyes registered what it was. Thick,fatty,savory..the smell of meat. Beef to be exact. The scent of it would almost make Dojima dizzy.
He hadn't had meat since,well..since he had been kidnapped.His eyes narrowed slightly towards Adachi as he would be handed the bowl. Part of him wanted to throw it in his smiling face,the other part would notice something in the others expression.Something that he couldn't really read as his stomach nearly screamed at him to stop thinking and eat.
The chopsticks would fumble in his hands.Clumsy,fumbling uselessly as he tried to pick up a piece of beef with the wooden sticks but failing over and over until he felt slender hands take the chopsticks from him.
Adachi would effortlessly pick up one of the tender morsels holding it in front of Dojima's face. "Open up.."
He would be met with a glare from the detective who turned his face away defiantly like a stubborn child.
"Suit yourself" Adachi would shrug and pop the beef into his mouth,chewing it all while staring at Dojima in an almost teasing manner. "I guess I'll finish this if your going to be like that."
His fingers went to take the bowl away from Dojima,the bowl which would be jerked away quickly by the detective.
"..W..wait."
"Mm?Finally going to cooperate. I'm trying to help you this time. No tricks,I promise."
That smile would slowly curl on the others face as he picked up another piece of beef,jiggling it slightly in front of Dojima's mouth.
Dojima slowly opened his mouth,taking the beef.Chewing it slowly and trying to savor it.He didn't know when,and if he would be fed next.
"So,I was thinking.." Adachi began,feeding another piece of meat to Dojima.
"I've been telling you an awful amount about myself to you lately. I mean,it's funny really..I'm usually so shy around people. But It's sort of selfish don't you think? Here I am,gabbing away..your probably so bored listening to all of it aren't you?"
Another piece of beef would be shoved quickly into Dojima's mouth before he could answer for himself.
"So...for today I want you to tell me something about yourself. Tell me a story Ryotaro. ..A story about your family."
This time Dojima did throw the bowl at Adachi,who deftly dodged out of the way. Laughing in the same humorless and quiet fashion he usually did.
"Still hurts huh? ..But I don't think you really have a choice. What happened after the accident Dojima? What happened after he killed your family?"
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The acrid smell of hospital grade disinfectant would hit Dojima's nose like a fist. Slowly he opened his eyes,they felt like they had been glued together,sticky..hard like they had been closed for a long time even though it seemed like minutes to him.
He took in a sharp breath as the bright lights would hit his eyes,his pupils shrinking at the bright lights. His head had a perpetual and dull ringing that started at the base of his skull and echoed its way forwards.His thoughts jumbled as the contents of the wreckage he had left behind.
Where,where am I?
A nurse would quietly wander into the room,distracted she didn't seem to notice that he was awake yet.Fiddling with his IV drip,Dojima must have made a noise because she looked over with a start.
"Y-your awake.."
Dojima wondered why she was so surprised. Had it been that bad? He couldn't remember much,and as far as he knew he had all of his body parts intact,at least that's what the slow creeping pain that began to throb through him stated.
At this point,he figured out that he was in the hospital. In the hospital and....and...
Where's my family..
His mind would get a bit sharper as the question reared it's ugly head. Looking around slowly,he realized he was in a room..alone.
Dojima went to ask,went to ask where they were. Only a soft series of grunts as he tried to form words would escape,his mouth felt extremely and unpleasantly dry. He could swear he tasted a hint of copper on his tongue,just a little bit.
"Where?"
"Where are you? Your in the hospital of course."
He shook his head again.
"Where ... are the others?"
The nurse looked confused for a moment.
"Others?"
"..N..nanako...where's...nanako?"
Her expression seemed to change slightly,moving from confusion to sudden realization. Her eyes would flicker away from the man.
"I should..really get the doctor. He'll want to take a look at you now that your awake." She moved away from the bed. "H-here you can watch television while you wait,it shouldn't take long" Her fingers flipped the knob on,causing Dojima to squint from the brightness again. Hurriedly she would leave the room.
"W..wait!" He called out weakly after her before giving up. Closing his eyes again,he felt exhausted.Drained even though he was probably out for awhile. He began drifting off slowly until his ears caught the voice on the television set.
"Investigators are still looking for the suspect of last months car crash which critically injured an off-duty Inaba detective and claimed the life of both his wife and daughter. Police are asking citizens to phone in any information they might have concerning..."
His eyes would snap open just in time to see the two photos lingering on the screen.
...No...
"...No.."He finally uttered out loud,sitting upwards as he stared in disbelief,numb to the pain his injures caused him.
It turned out that as weak as he was...Dojima still have the strength to scream in anguish.
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