My Destiny (Part 15)
Title: My Destiny (Part 15)
kAuthor: lurvelygurl
Pairing: Yuto/ Inoo, Takaki/Yamada.
Genre: Thriller angst
Rating: PG15
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
Warning: Inoo and Yamada as female, do not proceed if you are not comfortable with this.
Summary: The unexpected.
Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4 I Part 5 I Part 6 I Part 7 I Part 8 I Part 9 I Part 10 I Part 11 I Part 12 I Part 13 I Part 14
A man wearing doctor’s coat walks calmly in the midst of the chaos. He couldn’t be bothered by the panic crowd. Slowly, and peacefully he enters the ICU. Nurses and doctors are seen pacing around the area, carefully securing patient’s ventilator as they move the patients to a designated ‘safe area’ waiting for rescue.
Nobody is suspicious with his presence. He continues his steps to ICU room 10. The police officers that were assigned to guard the patient left their position to aid with patients’ transfer following the explosion. He steps in with ease, smirking as he read the patient’s identification board.
Yabu throws his cell phone on the floor. He punches the wall with his right fist, injuring his knuckles.
“What’s the matter?” a man in black suit asks.
“Yuto is still alive! That bastard Takaki!!!”
The man walks towards Yabu and holds Yabu’s right hand. He licks the blood that oozes from the wound on Yabu’s knuckles. “Let me fix this.”
“I can’t risk people seeing you!”
“Which makes me perfect for the task. They can’t catch me. Not even Takaki,” the man moves closer to Yabu and kisses Yabu’s neck.
“After all, no one can arrest a dead man.”
“Nakajima Yuto,” he reads the patient’s name on the wall. Yuto, who is on ventilator, did not show any response. Slowly, the man moves to stand closer to Yuto’s medication infuser, watching the severely wounded Yuto with a smirk on his face.
“People says cat has 9 lives…” he takes out a 10cc syringe filled with clear liquid from his pocket. “Are you a cat Yuto? Why is it so hard to kill you?”
The man locks the syringe on the branula at Yuto’s right hand. “Let’s see if you are still alive after this.”
“Seems like you have 9 lives too.”
The man freezes. He turns around, shock to see Kamenashi standing at the door with a gun pointing at his direction.
“Potassium Chloride I presume,” Kamenashi takes the syringe from the man’s hand. “Giving this in large amount it can induce arrythmia, and subsequently heart attack.”
“You have good knowledge in medicine, officer,” the man hisses.
“I’m only interested in protecting my witness. And that-,” Kamenashi points at the syringe. “-is too cliché, Natori sensei. Or should I call you,
Okamoto Keito?”
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Ryutaro rushes to the interrogation room. Kamenashi is already waiting for him. His brain is about to explode with what he heard over the phone.
How can Keito still be alive?
“Kamenashi-san!” the young officer enters at once. His pupils’ dilate seeing another surprise.
“Yaotome-san…” Ryutaro gasps.
Hikaru smiles. “Good morning Morimoto-kun.”
“You are alive! But wait… then who was in the car? Yuya… where’s Yuya??” Ryutaro begins to get panic.
“Calm down Ryu!” Kamenashi orders. He later points at the wide spy glass through the interrogation room. Takaki is sitting in front of a man in the contained room.
“Isn’t that the doctor from the hospital?” Ryutaro asks again.
“Natori Soma,” Kamenashi replies.
“What is he doing here? Why are we interrogating him? You said we got Keito.”
“Natori Soma IS Okamoto Keito.”
Hikaru’s statement makes Ryutaro even more confused. “I don’t understand.”
“He’s starting,” Kamenashi brings Hikaru and Ryutaro’s attention back to the interrogation room.
Takaki and Keito stare sharply at each other, both are looking very intense. The police officer tosses the investigation documents aside without even reading them.
“You surrendered,” Takaki finally speaks. “WHY?”
“I am not Keito.”
“That wasn’t my question.”
Keito smirks. “You’ve got guts, officer. I like it.”
Takaki leans back and crosses his arms. “And you’ve got balls,” he glares at the criminal. “Must be very expensive to get all the surgery done.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Keito remains his cool.
“I have always wonder since Daiki told me about your ‘death’. Why Yabu need to kill ‘Okamoto’ in such a brutal way? Why Yabu asked Yaotome to manipulate ‘Okamoto’s’ employment data? Yabu is already a wanted criminal; adding one more person in his victim list wouldn’t change anything. Especially when he can easily escape law with his connections.”
Keito remains silence.
“So, I dig further,” Takaki stands up and starts walking towards Keito. “They said the ‘head’ and the ‘body’ were cremated. And you know who arranged all that? ARIOKA…” Takaki throws in the suspense.
“Then it gets me thinking…if Daiki was already working with Yabu at that time, he could easily tamper the forensic data. Of all we know the body they burnt might just be a mannequin! My theory is- that chopped body belongs to the real Natori Soma. You threw away your dignity, steal Natori’s identity, and become Yabu’s spy. And Yaotome burnt the investigation file not only to protect Yabu, but also to make sure nobody else will know about you.”
Keito claps his hands, smiling. “What a good story officer,” Keito mocks. “Maybe you should quit being a policeman and become a movie director instead.”
“I might,” Takaki retort. “But after I send Yabu and you to hell!”
Keito laughs. “I am just a regular doctor trying to give medicine to a patient. I didn’t do anything wrong. And I don’t know this ‘Keito’ you keep referring to. Stop wasting both of our time with your stupid fairy-tale!!”
“Stop playing dumb!” Takaki punch the tabletop, hard and loud enough to startle the three men that were watching.
“Hey officer! You are arresting me without warrant or clear indication. I had enough of being treated like a criminal! Release me so I can get back to my work!”
“You can change your appearance, but not your DNA. Daiki did a good job in erasing your existence. However, he forgot about your parents,” Takaki reaches for the investigation file. He takes out a DNA analysis result and put it in front of Keito.
“Your DNA matches Okamoto’s parent’s DNA. As far as I know Okamoto Keito is the only child. Which leave us with only one possible answer- YOU ARE OKAMOTO KEITO,” Takaki stresses.
“I’m impressed,” he compliments the police officer. “But Takaki, without witness, all you just said a merely speculations. And this-” Keito lifts the paper in front of him. “-anyone can forge this."
“Yaotome is still alive.”
Keito’s eyes widen. He looks up at the tall Takaki, trying his best to maintain his poker face.
Takaki is satisfied seeing Keito’s eyes that are filled with terror. “I know Yabu will try to kill Yaotome and Yuto again. You know who would be perfect for the job? The attending doctor. You have full access to their documents, and nobody will be suspicious if you come to see them. I assigned my men to follow you, and they saw you putting on bombs on Yaotome’s car. Too predictable… So we staged the explosion to lure you out. And it worked.”
“You really are a brilliant officer Takaki,” Keito let down his guard. “No wonder master Yabu is agitated.”
“Where is Yabu?”
“You will never catch him.”
“Why are you doing this?? You were once a policeman yourself! Why sell you soul to that evil man?”
“Because the police is corrupted!” Keito raises his voice. “You should have known by now how bad they are. The police, the ministry, the hospitals- they are all under one man’s order- Yabu.”
“YABU KOTA IS A CRIMINAL! A MURDERER!”
“To those who received the organs, Yabu is their God.”
“He killed people and harvest their organs!”
“Neglected people!” Keito emphasizes. “Nobody cares whether those who were kidnapped are found. Their kidnapping doesn’t even make it to the news! You know why? Because they are insignificant in the society. They are poor, homeless and disabled. This corrupted society view them as burdened. All we did was ending their miserable lives and give them a noble purpose of existence than becoming a mere trash to society.”
“YOU!!!!!” Takaki grabs Keito’s collar and pulls him to stand up. Ryutaro and Kamenashi quickly runs inside, just in time to stop Takaki from punching Keito. Ryutaro takes Keito to the back of the room while Kamenashi brings Takaki out of the room
“He’s obsessed with his believe. No point in provoking him,” Kamenashi tries to calm Takaki down. “Don’t let him get into you.”
Takaki sits on the nearby chair. His breathing is laboured due to anger. Keito’s words upsets him to the core.
“We’ll continue the interrogation. Why don’t you go home and rest. You haven’t been sleeping past few days,” Kamenashi suggests.
Takaki didn’t reply. He is concentrating in suppressing his anger. Perhaps his senpai is right. All the fatigue makes him impatient. They have come this far. They can’t lose now.
Keito pushes Ryutaro away and goes near to the interrogation room’s spy glass. He then gives out a loud devilish laughter.
“You will never catch master Yabu. Not in your lifetime Takaki.”
~to be continued
kAuthor: lurvelygurl
Pairing: Yuto/ Inoo, Takaki/Yamada.
Genre: Thriller angst
Rating: PG15
Disclaimer: I only own the plot.
Warning: Inoo and Yamada as female, do not proceed if you are not comfortable with this.
Summary: The unexpected.
Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4 I Part 5 I Part 6 I Part 7 I Part 8 I Part 9 I Part 10 I Part 11 I Part 12 I Part 13 I Part 14
A man wearing doctor’s coat walks calmly in the midst of the chaos. He couldn’t be bothered by the panic crowd. Slowly, and peacefully he enters the ICU. Nurses and doctors are seen pacing around the area, carefully securing patient’s ventilator as they move the patients to a designated ‘safe area’ waiting for rescue.
Nobody is suspicious with his presence. He continues his steps to ICU room 10. The police officers that were assigned to guard the patient left their position to aid with patients’ transfer following the explosion. He steps in with ease, smirking as he read the patient’s identification board.
Yabu throws his cell phone on the floor. He punches the wall with his right fist, injuring his knuckles.
“What’s the matter?” a man in black suit asks.
“Yuto is still alive! That bastard Takaki!!!”
The man walks towards Yabu and holds Yabu’s right hand. He licks the blood that oozes from the wound on Yabu’s knuckles. “Let me fix this.”
“I can’t risk people seeing you!”
“Which makes me perfect for the task. They can’t catch me. Not even Takaki,” the man moves closer to Yabu and kisses Yabu’s neck.
“After all, no one can arrest a dead man.”
“Nakajima Yuto,” he reads the patient’s name on the wall. Yuto, who is on ventilator, did not show any response. Slowly, the man moves to stand closer to Yuto’s medication infuser, watching the severely wounded Yuto with a smirk on his face.
“People says cat has 9 lives…” he takes out a 10cc syringe filled with clear liquid from his pocket. “Are you a cat Yuto? Why is it so hard to kill you?”
The man locks the syringe on the branula at Yuto’s right hand. “Let’s see if you are still alive after this.”
“Seems like you have 9 lives too.”
The man freezes. He turns around, shock to see Kamenashi standing at the door with a gun pointing at his direction.
“Potassium Chloride I presume,” Kamenashi takes the syringe from the man’s hand. “Giving this in large amount it can induce arrythmia, and subsequently heart attack.”
“You have good knowledge in medicine, officer,” the man hisses.
“I’m only interested in protecting my witness. And that-,” Kamenashi points at the syringe. “-is too cliché, Natori sensei. Or should I call you,
Okamoto Keito?”
----------------
Ryutaro rushes to the interrogation room. Kamenashi is already waiting for him. His brain is about to explode with what he heard over the phone.
How can Keito still be alive?
“Kamenashi-san!” the young officer enters at once. His pupils’ dilate seeing another surprise.
“Yaotome-san…” Ryutaro gasps.
Hikaru smiles. “Good morning Morimoto-kun.”
“You are alive! But wait… then who was in the car? Yuya… where’s Yuya??” Ryutaro begins to get panic.
“Calm down Ryu!” Kamenashi orders. He later points at the wide spy glass through the interrogation room. Takaki is sitting in front of a man in the contained room.
“Isn’t that the doctor from the hospital?” Ryutaro asks again.
“Natori Soma,” Kamenashi replies.
“What is he doing here? Why are we interrogating him? You said we got Keito.”
“Natori Soma IS Okamoto Keito.”
Hikaru’s statement makes Ryutaro even more confused. “I don’t understand.”
“He’s starting,” Kamenashi brings Hikaru and Ryutaro’s attention back to the interrogation room.
Takaki and Keito stare sharply at each other, both are looking very intense. The police officer tosses the investigation documents aside without even reading them.
“You surrendered,” Takaki finally speaks. “WHY?”
“I am not Keito.”
“That wasn’t my question.”
Keito smirks. “You’ve got guts, officer. I like it.”
Takaki leans back and crosses his arms. “And you’ve got balls,” he glares at the criminal. “Must be very expensive to get all the surgery done.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Keito remains his cool.
“I have always wonder since Daiki told me about your ‘death’. Why Yabu need to kill ‘Okamoto’ in such a brutal way? Why Yabu asked Yaotome to manipulate ‘Okamoto’s’ employment data? Yabu is already a wanted criminal; adding one more person in his victim list wouldn’t change anything. Especially when he can easily escape law with his connections.”
Keito remains silence.
“So, I dig further,” Takaki stands up and starts walking towards Keito. “They said the ‘head’ and the ‘body’ were cremated. And you know who arranged all that? ARIOKA…” Takaki throws in the suspense.
“Then it gets me thinking…if Daiki was already working with Yabu at that time, he could easily tamper the forensic data. Of all we know the body they burnt might just be a mannequin! My theory is- that chopped body belongs to the real Natori Soma. You threw away your dignity, steal Natori’s identity, and become Yabu’s spy. And Yaotome burnt the investigation file not only to protect Yabu, but also to make sure nobody else will know about you.”
Keito claps his hands, smiling. “What a good story officer,” Keito mocks. “Maybe you should quit being a policeman and become a movie director instead.”
“I might,” Takaki retort. “But after I send Yabu and you to hell!”
Keito laughs. “I am just a regular doctor trying to give medicine to a patient. I didn’t do anything wrong. And I don’t know this ‘Keito’ you keep referring to. Stop wasting both of our time with your stupid fairy-tale!!”
“Stop playing dumb!” Takaki punch the tabletop, hard and loud enough to startle the three men that were watching.
“Hey officer! You are arresting me without warrant or clear indication. I had enough of being treated like a criminal! Release me so I can get back to my work!”
“You can change your appearance, but not your DNA. Daiki did a good job in erasing your existence. However, he forgot about your parents,” Takaki reaches for the investigation file. He takes out a DNA analysis result and put it in front of Keito.
“Your DNA matches Okamoto’s parent’s DNA. As far as I know Okamoto Keito is the only child. Which leave us with only one possible answer- YOU ARE OKAMOTO KEITO,” Takaki stresses.
“I’m impressed,” he compliments the police officer. “But Takaki, without witness, all you just said a merely speculations. And this-” Keito lifts the paper in front of him. “-anyone can forge this."
“Yaotome is still alive.”
Keito’s eyes widen. He looks up at the tall Takaki, trying his best to maintain his poker face.
Takaki is satisfied seeing Keito’s eyes that are filled with terror. “I know Yabu will try to kill Yaotome and Yuto again. You know who would be perfect for the job? The attending doctor. You have full access to their documents, and nobody will be suspicious if you come to see them. I assigned my men to follow you, and they saw you putting on bombs on Yaotome’s car. Too predictable… So we staged the explosion to lure you out. And it worked.”
“You really are a brilliant officer Takaki,” Keito let down his guard. “No wonder master Yabu is agitated.”
“Where is Yabu?”
“You will never catch him.”
“Why are you doing this?? You were once a policeman yourself! Why sell you soul to that evil man?”
“Because the police is corrupted!” Keito raises his voice. “You should have known by now how bad they are. The police, the ministry, the hospitals- they are all under one man’s order- Yabu.”
“YABU KOTA IS A CRIMINAL! A MURDERER!”
“To those who received the organs, Yabu is their God.”
“He killed people and harvest their organs!”
“Neglected people!” Keito emphasizes. “Nobody cares whether those who were kidnapped are found. Their kidnapping doesn’t even make it to the news! You know why? Because they are insignificant in the society. They are poor, homeless and disabled. This corrupted society view them as burdened. All we did was ending their miserable lives and give them a noble purpose of existence than becoming a mere trash to society.”
“YOU!!!!!” Takaki grabs Keito’s collar and pulls him to stand up. Ryutaro and Kamenashi quickly runs inside, just in time to stop Takaki from punching Keito. Ryutaro takes Keito to the back of the room while Kamenashi brings Takaki out of the room
“He’s obsessed with his believe. No point in provoking him,” Kamenashi tries to calm Takaki down. “Don’t let him get into you.”
Takaki sits on the nearby chair. His breathing is laboured due to anger. Keito’s words upsets him to the core.
“We’ll continue the interrogation. Why don’t you go home and rest. You haven’t been sleeping past few days,” Kamenashi suggests.
Takaki didn’t reply. He is concentrating in suppressing his anger. Perhaps his senpai is right. All the fatigue makes him impatient. They have come this far. They can’t lose now.
Keito pushes Ryutaro away and goes near to the interrogation room’s spy glass. He then gives out a loud devilish laughter.
“You will never catch master Yabu. Not in your lifetime Takaki.”
~to be continued