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Uhh, and yet another chapter-hmm, but I have a feeling, I'm about to face a major
writer's block-just, kidding, hehehehee, I really wanted to see that shocked
expression on your faces, heheheheee...(G)
As for the Anzu bashing:
I hate her.
Really, I think, in her way, she's even more despisable than Seto on a bad hair
day, plus she's the poster child of annoyance. Hmm, Seto was scary, huh? Hehehee,
actually, I only used one of my own little adventures when I wrote his
reaction, I mean, everything goes wrong at work, and then some dingy broad eats your dinner? I'd be peeved too, believe me!
Oh, well, let's see, what happens...
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6.Deceiving
Koichi Anno sighed, as he rushed homewards.
Only two more blocks, and he could call it a day.
He and Kikuchi-sensei had been paying particular attention to the more suspicious bruises on Jou's body, but there had been no other change than that they healed without any further complications.
Still, the blond was becoming more and more stiff. Then again, he might be slowly regaing
conciousness. Or maybe, Koichi was simply seeing things-
"Freeze, sucker!" Koichi looked up, his mind still so occupied with Jou's case, that it took him nearly two seconds to recognize the glinting object pointed at his face:
A knife.
Sighing, he slolwy rose one hand in the defeat, as his other one reached for his pocket. A dark snarl interrupted his actions:
"Keep your purse. I'm not after your money."
Puzzled, Koichi wanted to ask why, but his words caught in his throat, when something pierced his stomach.
Looking down, he saw the blade sliding out from a wound just above his navel, blood seeping out of it, drenching his shirt.
"Bu-but, why?" he stammered, just to have his hand grabbed and twisted behind his back.
A sharp blow to his neck sent him to his knees, his other hand was being pulled and then a faint click rang in his ears. His arms were released, and he realized, he had been handcuffed.
His eyes widened in fear, as he panted between painful breaths:
"What-why are you..doing this? I never hurt anybody, and if I did, it wasn't on purpose, I swear! I-I'm not related to anybody important, my family has no money, so please, just, let me go, ok?"
His attacker tsked, as he crouched before the sobbing therapist, the tainted blade grazing his sweaty cheek ever so lightly.
"I can't let you do that. You might go around talking and that's a risk, I cannot afford. Really, everything would have been so simple,"
the masked assassin sighed, as he clasped Anno's face between his gloved fingers(surgery gloves, Koichi noticed, although he couldn't care less)
"you could have just looked away, but no, you chose to pay attention. Really, it would have been so simple to just-look away!"
Koichi screamed, as the dagger drove into his left eye socket and sliced the nerve, making the brown, bloodied orb plop out to roll over the sidewalk, before it came to a halt, chestnut iris reflecting the flickering light of the street lamp down the alley.
He was crying now, blood and tears flowing down his face, as he trembled with fear and pain.
Panic rose in Koichi's chest, when he saw the cold steel aiming for his face again.
"And with a snip and a scream, goes the soul's second window screen", sing-sanged his tormentor over his piercing yell, as Koichi's world turned black. By now, the therapist was a helpless, mumbling bundle of pain and terror.
"Oh, kami, kami, please, no more, please, anything, I'll do anything you want, just, please, stop, please.."
A friendly pat on the shoulder made him flinch.
"Don't worry, we're nearly done. But just to make sure you don't talk..."
His mouth was forced open, and before he knew what happened, his tongue was pulled out and cut in half.
Anno tried to scream, but the gurgling sound forced out his throat was dulled by the bloodflow.
"Now now, don't worry, no need to be so-agitated, as I said, it's nearly over"
TAKEN FROM POLICE REPORT, CASE #356813
MURDER ONE
AUTOPSY OF VICTIM #5210
NAME:
Anno
FIRST NAME:
Koichi
GENDER:
male
AGE: 32
TIME OF DEATH: August, 12., approx. 23 hrs 50 min
..with a single cut ripped open the
victim's peritoneum, severing the main arterias and large parts of his illeum,
as well as cracking open his duodenum and colon, before grazing his pankreas.
The loss of the constricting stomach muscles caused his intestines to quill out
of his abdomen, which in itself proofed to be fatal. The cause of death,
however, resued from the large hemorrhage due to the complete failure of his
vena cava inf. His aorta, although punctuated...
"He's late", stated Honda, gazing at his watch, before turning back to the window.
"Yeah, that's unusual, seeing as he normally calls if he's stuck in traffic. Think, he
forgot?" mused Yuugi, but shook his head answering his own question.
"No, I don't think so, I mean, he's scared of Kaiba, and surely wouldn't want to make him
upset so-"
"Yuugiii!!" came a shrill voice from the hall, and seconds later, Anzu burst through Katsuya's bedroom door, panting heavily, cheeks stained with tears. She stumbled a few steps towards the short duelist, then sank to her knees and started sobbing hysterically.
In a flash, Honda and Yugi were at her side, gently nudging her up and guiding her to a chair, where she sat down heavily.
Finally, after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, which was only interrupted by her weeping, Anzu sniffled and lowered her hands from her face.
"He's dead", she stated, her voice dull and monotonous.
"What? Who's dead? Kaiba?" asked Honda, but Anzu only shook her head.
"No, Anno-san. They..they just brought it on the news. Oh kami, he was..he was murdered!"
Another gush of tears escaped her eyes, even as Yuugi and Honda just stared at each other in shock.
Inside his soul room, Yami had followed the conversation.
And worried.
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Sigh, ain't science great? Hn? Oh, sorry, should have warned you about the mild gore and violence ahead -but then again, where would be the fun in that, ne?^^
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