Wanted 2 (Chapter 1/?)
Title: Wanted 2
Author: Yunatarou
Chapter: 1/?
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fluff, romance, smut, some violence
Warnings: language, angst, violence
Pairings: KyoxRuki, RukixKyo, mild ReitaxRuki
Band: the GazettE, Dir En Grey
Summary: Detective Ruki was framed of hideous crimes and given a death sentence…Two years later he became what he hunted.
Disclaimers: What, would you really believe me if I said I own the GazettE & Dir en Grey? *Evil laughter* No, I don’t own them; don’t even want to.
Notes: This fic is written as a sequel to Wanted by
sei_ansu_shinin and
sid_vicious_03, so perhaps it’s better to read Wanted first before reading this Wanted 2 fic.
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Ruki held his unlit cigarette between his lips as he positioned himself better behind his sniper’s rifle; eyeing through the gun scope. He is waiting for the right moment to pull the trigger. The wind speed is around 15 knots; virtually nothing that could affect the velocity and trajectory of a traveling bullet. The small blond Ruki had it all planned out; the angle, the venue, the escape path, the hideouts; he made sure nothing could go wrong for him. In the building across, a corrupt politician was holding a meeting in a 12 storey building. Ruki was waiting patiently for the politician to move into the center of the meeting room, and when he moved into Ruki’s crosshair, he sealed his doom. Ruki squeezed the trigger with his gloved finger. Bam Bam. The shots were made; and the politician 600 meters away toppled backwards from the bullet hitting his forehead and his neck, blood spattered out in an arterial spray. The police bodyguards crowded around the politician’s now dead body, some of them looked frantically for the assassin’s point location. Ruki hid from their view, swiftly moved and escaped through the route he had prepared for this mission, leaving the sniper’s rifle behind. With nimble movements, he scaled down the building and climbed into his getaway car in 30 seconds. He fled the scene undetected as the police had only just arrived when he’d already driven off, 3 miles away.
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Reita had a soulful look on his face when he eyed the sniper’s rifle at the crime scene. The police had no idea who the assassin was; the place was too clean, and the only evidence that there was a shooter in the building was the rifle. The owner of the rifle could not be determined, it was one of the rifles that was stolen from the weapon smuggling cartels run by the yakuza; that much was discovered. Aoi and Uruha were sweeping the parameter, looking for likely evidence and interviewing passersby if they’d seen anyone who might be suspects. Reita closed his eyes and pinched his temple; the police could not determine it, but Reita’s gut told him that something about the assassination smelled of an old friend.
It’s been two years since detective Ruki was presumed dead. It was almost right after Ruki resigned off the weird assassin case, when afterwards all of the info regarding the killer was reported to have been destroyed. After Ruki’s broken wrist had healed, he jumped straight into a new yakuza case. The case went on to become a fiasco when Ruki had caught the right hand man to a prominent yakuza family. Ruki’s family; his parents and sibling’s families were massacred by the yakuza because the government refused to let him trade with the yakuza to save his family. The yakuza who orchestrated the killings made Ruki watch his family members die. If that wasn’t enough to break Ruki; he was then accused of corruption and embezzlement because the yakuza right hand man mysteriously escaped and a large amount of money had been transferred to Ruki’s bank accounts. Reita remembered how he was forced to watch his friend vehemently deny these accusations, how he himself had a hard time believing a straight laced cop like Ruki could manage the heavy crimes. In a vicious turn of events; Ruki also became a suspect of a drug smuggling syndicate when copious amounts of confiscated drugs were found hidden in Ruki’s apartment and car. Ruki received the final blow when he was charged as guilty and given the death sentence. By the time he was given the death penalty in court, Ruki was ready to commit suicide but somehow, he held on. Kai, Reita, Aoi and Uruha were devastated but even they couldn’t help Ruki. They were practically forbidden any contact with Ruki by the higher ups in the Tokyo police force because Ruki’s said crimes had become a high profile case.
Shortly after Ruki was placed in the penitentiary to wait for his death sentence, the penitentiary blew up from a gas leak incident. Half of the inmates imprisoned there were sacrificed in the fire. Some of the inmates took the opportunity to escape, but were later successfully recaptured. Charred remains of a body were identified as Ruki later. Again, Ruki’s former colleagues were shocked by the turn of events. Reita however, refused to believe Ruki had died. His gut told him that Ruki was very much alive even right now; two years after the state penitentiary had blown up. A sudden bleep from his cell took Reita’s mind off Ruki. The caller ID was Kai. He answered to report the things he discovered on the scene.
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Ruki took a long drag from his cigarette as he stared at the night sky from the balcony of his hotel room; thinking of what he’d become. He’s a rogue now, an assassin. Only two years ago he was a cop who hunted down and put away killers behind bars. Now he’d become the kind of person he hunted. Ruki chuckled grimly from irony of it, expelling smoke from his mouth and nostrils.
Two years ago the yakuza sent Kyo to kill him. When Kyo didn’t assassinate Ruki but instead made Ruki purge the information on himself in return for Ruki’s life after having his way with Ruki; Ruki only hoped that no other assassins were sent to annihilate him. However, the yakuza did send someone else; someone more creative in orchestrating Ruki’s destruction. It’s been two and a half years since Ruki resigned from Kyo the hit man’s case. A lot could happen in two years, and to Ruki, too fucking much had happened since then. His whole life became empty in such a short time. The yakuza and corrupt higher ups of the law made him this way. They killed his family members, screwed his job and reputation as a police and finally tried to kill him off in the state penitentiary. Too bad the person they sent to kill Ruki couldn’t manage it; because Ruki is now standing free in the outside world. At that time when Ruki was imprisoned, a hired hit man had blown up a section of the penitentiary Ruki was placed at to create disturbance. Then he looked for Ruki in Ruki’s cell. Anticipating something like this, Ruki had hid and killed the person sent to kill him instead. He placed his belongings on the dead body before throwing the incompetent assassin’s body into the fire. Ruki escaped unnoticed from the pen. For months he hid himself in the forests of Fukuoka; researching, learning, training and plotting. Now Ruki is bent on the mission to take revenge on the ones who did this to him and avenge his loved ones. He couldn’t access his old bank accounts; therefore he stole from the yakuza things he needed. Money, he got from creating numerous false identity credit cards and stole from the small time drunk yakuzas he found and beat up. Ruki even took to wearing disguises and makeup.
Ruki heaved a sigh as he squished the remaining of his cigarette into an ashtray and closed the balcony door behind him. How easily had he embraced the life of crime that was so in contrast to his old self? He found himself adopting the life of a felon easier than a frog adapting itself to water. It was like he was born to become a bad person to begin with. He started killing off the people who framed him about nine months ago after intense research and investigations. The first he murdered was the judge who passed him the death sentence; a corrupt judge named Sakai, the second was the yakuza who killed off his family; Ishii. Ruki’s third assassination was the boss of his ex-chief; a police who was secretly a yakuza dog named Rame. The one he just killed tonight was a corrupt politician who gets paid under the table by the yakuza family that wanted Ruki dead; Nao. Ruki lay on the hotel bed and switched on the midnight news. On the screen news about the assassinated Nao is being reported. Ruki smiled bitterly as he laid his head on the pillow. No matter who he killed, his loved ones won’t come back to life. He still won’t be able to go back to his old life as a police detective. No; he was only doing this so he could get justice for himself. Ruki pressed the buttons to turn off the lights in the whole room and closed his eyes warily. He tried to sleep but it wouldn’t come to him. Instead his other senses were heightened in the dark and he heard very faint, muffled footsteps heading towards him.
Like a flash, Ruki grappled the person in the dark and pinned him to the floor, holding a knife to the man’s neck; the knife he always kept under his pillow nowadays. Locking the man’s body to the floor, Ruki used one hand to switch on the lights using a remote control.
“Niimura.” Ruki growled when he saw that the silent assailant was none other than his old acquaintance, Kyo. The man he pinned down chuckled deeply, looking at Ruki’s obviously cold expression.
“My, my. Look at you. How are you doing, detective Ruki? Or should I say ex-detective Ruki?” Kyo said in a very taunting manner. Ruki ignored his taunts and searched Kyo’s body for any hidden weapons. When he found there was none, he grabbed Kyo by the collar and slammed the man’s back against the wall. Kyo’s expression was cool as he looked directly into the blond ex-detective’s eyes.
“What do you want, Kyo? I thought our deal was that you weren’t going to show your face to me ever again after I delete the records of you.” The ex-detective asked tersely.
“I just came to see how my cute little detective is doing, now that you’ve turned rogue. And I never said I’d never show my face again.” Kyo grinned in that sick way of his and took his chance to twist Ruki when Ruki loosened his grip. Now he had Ruki’s arms locked in his.
“Tch. Bastard, let go of me!” Ruki snarled.
“You’ve gotten better at defending yourself detective; but obviously not good enough against me.” Kyo said; breathing closely against Ruki’s heavily pierced ear. Sweat began to form on Ruki’s forehead.
“Fuck you. Don’t call me detective. I hate that title.” Ruki said with malice. Kyo abruptly let him go, but took Ruki’s knife and threw it like a dart, sticking it on the wall, away from either of their reach.
“I heard what happened. That was terrible, what they did to your family.” Kyo said, in an unexpectedly sympathetic manner. Ruki’s cold face turned grim, he stared daggers at Kyo.
“I don’t need sympathy from you. Get lost.” Ruki snapped.
“You know… Suffering doesn’t make you a hero, Ruki.” Kyo sat himself on Ruki’s bed.
“I never claimed to be a hero.” Ruki crossed his arms.
“So what, you think you’re above the law now?” Kyo taunted.
“I think of it as picking up where the law leaves off. Let’s just say I found out that the law is crap and didn’t do much to protect people when they need it the most.” Ruki said sarcastically. Kyo smiled at Ruki’s choice of words.
“Wow… Right… So you’re the badass now?” Kyo smiled wickedly as he stood up and walked to Ruki.
“Tch. What are you, trying to be a cop? That’s ironic, Niimura. It doesn’t fit you.” Ruki snapped again as Kyo stopped near him.
“Hmph. It doesn’t. You’re right. This… is what fits my character.” Kyo said as he grabbed the back of Ruki’s head and forced a kiss on Ruki.