AN: Please comment if you read I want to know if I'm any good at this.
Chapter 1: Past and Present
"Where are your parents?" I remember a large man dressed in all black asking me as he bent down to meet my eyes. "They were bad people." I told him shivering from that winter night's cold. "Did they hurt you?" I nodded in response. "So what did you do?" he asked, although I think he already knew; but I still answered him. With a straight emotionless face I stated "I got rid of them. I killed them." Now most adults would have called the cops or something close to that, but Nori-senpai wasn't like normal adults. No, instead he smiled and placed a small jacket around my shoulders and said as he lead me away from the red stained snow "Good boy, bad people deserve to be punished." That was 11 years ago, that day Nori-sempai took me in as his own. He taught me many things a kid my age should not have learned. He taught me how to kill, how people are monstrous creatures, and the two biggest things he taught me were one that you truly cannot trust anyone, and two he taught me about sex. The sex lesson started when I hit puberty; so when I was fifteen. They lasted up to about two years ago. I loved my sempai but he was very controlling and very brutal. When I was almost twenty I tried to ask him to stop hurting me and that's when I learned I could truly trust no one, not even him. On the twenty-second of December he told me to be waiting for him in his room, as he did whenever he had, had a bad day, and I did so. However when he got home I changed the usual routine. I hesitated at first, that is until he started kissing my chest. That's when I did a little thrusting of my own, by that I mean I had thrust my Katana threw him. I didn't hit any important organs but I made him get off me. "Will you stop now sempai?" I asked him as he laid against his bedroom wall bleeding. He smiled and said "I've been pushing you for almost five years now, trying to make you the killer I say the day we meet. Almost five years and you finally started to show him." "Sempai I don't want to kill you, so answer me. Will you stop?" I asked again. Now he breathed a small laugh and said "I thought I taught you that every human is a fucking beast. You are the one only exception, not me. So as long as there is breath left in these lungs I will continue to make you my little fuck toy!" with that as my answer I had thrust my Katana into him again, this time hitting an organ that would soon kill him but not before he had a chance to whisper into my ear "That's the face I fell in love with all those years ago. Congrats you are finally the killer I knew you were that first day. My little… Kira…" I buried him that same day, I kept his house but I don't live there anymore. I am now twenty-one and I move from place to place as a hired assassin, working for whoever pays the most. I've killed men, women, and even children, I have no feeling of sorrow, nor regret. So I am known as Yōsha no nai satsujin-sha, or the relentless killer, to many. Many have tried to ketch me but none have prevailed. Every December twenty-second I go back and visit Nori-sempai's grave/house. This year, however, I was met with a surprise. As I walked through the house to the backyard, where I had buried him, there was someone burning incense, kneeling in front of his headstone, and looked as if they were praying for him. I didn't recognize the young man but I knew I was Nori-sempai's only student, so I wasn't happy. "You shouldn't be praying for that damn bastard. He's not worth it. And if you don't wish to join him I suggest you leave." The man stood up brushing the snow from his knees and said "Mr. Yōsha no nai satsujin-sha, I presume?" "If you're looking to hire me today's my day off and you are to call me. No one is supposed to come here." "Do not mistake me I am not here to hire you. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is agent Mamoru Yamamoto. I am here to arrest you." I pulled out my katana however at the same time he pulled out his gun. "I am quite skilled with this as you are with that. I never miss. Now we can do this one of three ways. One you give yourself up and I take you to prison; two I shoot you then drag you to prison; or three you agree to stop killing and live under my roof." My face did not change but my mind was questioning this agent Yamamoto's sanity. "You do know I'm a professional killer, right?" I ask him both of us still holding our weapons. "Yes." "And yet you're willing to let me live under your roof?" "If you give up killing, that is correct." "Why do you even fucking care?" "I am a FBI agent specifically for people like you. No one else is as good or as dedicated to my job as I am. No one else knows where you live nor where I am right know. I found out every little detail about you past and present." "How?" "Research and piecing small pieces to larger pieces." "Then why don't you tell me about my life?" "Very well. You are the only son of Ryuu and Jun Hara, they abused you as a small child so you killed them out of self-defense. Then you were taken in by this man here Nori Shibata who trained you to be a cold blooded killer but when you were not what he wanted he began rapping you at age… 16, I believe. At age 19 or 20 you killed him to make him stop, you then buried him here, obviously, and became the relentless killer." "Close I was 15 and 19. You truly are good at your job Mr. Yamamoto. But why, if you know all of that, would you still suggest I live with you?" "Because looking at your past I see you are not as terrible as made out to be. Plus I am not a fan of executions. I would, if you allow me, like to give you a second chance at your life." "How old are you?" "Twenty-five." I lowered my katana and he lowered his gun. I thought for a moment, I truly didn't like having to kill people, but it's all I'd ever known other than being someone's sex toy. "I'll… I'll give you one chance to try to change me. If you fail you yourself will have to kill me got that?" he sighed and placed his guy in its holster then walked up to me holding out his hand. I grasped it firmly and he said "Deal." He waited outside, in front, while I said a few things to Nori-sempai, then we left. We drove a good twenty to thirty minutes before we arrived at a very nice middle sized house. "This is where your new home is. An if there is anything you would like to know about me feel free to ask." "You live in this big place by yourself?" is all I asked. "Yes, so you'll have free range of the house, just please don't go through my paper work in my study. Although you are welcome to any of the books." He got out and opened the house door for us. At the entrance hall he gave me a pair of spare slippers and showed me around. "Wow it is getting late I best make dinner." "I'll do it." I said. "It's o-" before he could finish I was already in the kitchen boiling water. "You like cooking?" he asked sitting at the small round table in the kitchen. "Nori-sempai always expected a meal waiting for him when he got home." "I see. It must have been rough." "What's that?" "Having to do those things with him." "You get used to it." He was silent. "Don't feel sorry for me I hate that. I had a good life believe it or not." "How?" "He may have had a strange way of showing it, but Nori-sempai loved me deeply. Even during the days he'd rape me he'd still take me out on his free days to amusement parks and other things. He'd even say calming things to me to make me relax." "Then why kill him?" I stopped rolling the rice I had in my hand staying silent for a moment then answering "although he loved me and I him the pain of doing it almost every day was still torture and no matter if he loved me or not he wouldn't stop. I told him flat out I didn't want to kill him but he was determined to make me a killer and that's what he did." Suddenly I felt arms wrap around me, embracing me in a huge. He didn't talk and, even though I wanted to, I didn't protest. It was the first time in two almost three years that I had truly relaxed even just slightly. I could feel his heart beat through my back, it beat in time with my own, it was soothing. We stayed like that for about ten minutes or so before he broke the silence by softly whispering in my ear "You'll be forever safe here, I promise you. You are not a killer, you are good. That I am sure of." He then let go of me and walked out of the room saying he was going to take a shower. It was the first human contacted that was loving and soothing I'd had in years and it was also the first time I had smiled a true smile in many years as well. I could tell I wouldn't be killing this agent Mamoru Yamamoto anytime soon.