Look who is back! Someone in AO3 asked for more. So here is it!
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Pain. I feel pain. Pain that hits him in various corners of his body, in his trunk and belly. I feel the viscous liquid dripping from each place inflicted by pain. Suddenly, my heart hurts. A female voice screams several times die! I can not take it anymore. Please stop!
"Yamette !"
Yuuri wakes up suddenly, feeling sick. Again he had a nightmare involving the Ichikawa Institute, where he spent much of his childhood and adolescence under special care. He puts his gloved hands on his hands and closes them tightly. Gradually he controls his breathing and looks around, to the room where he lies and memories of the previous day flowing in his mind. The case and the detectives. Viktor Nikiforov.
A noise in the closed door awakens him from his thoughts. Yuuri looks at it.
"Da?" He asks, seeing the door open.
From it, he sees the silver-haired detective with blue eyes, who looks at him seriously. He is wearing black formal pants, brown belt open on it, white long-sleeved shirt open at the front and black tie at the shoulder.
"Are you okay?" He asks, buttoning his shirt.
"Yes." the Japanese respond, rising from the bed. "It was just a nightmare."
"I see." The detective look to him. "Do you want to eat breakfast? I made pancakes. "
"Hm. I'm hungry, "Yuuri says, rising from the bed. Mr. Nikiforov- "
"Call me Viktor, Yuri. We are partners now. "Viktor smirks, closing his belt. "Take a shower and change clothes. We have work to do. "
"Yes. " Yuuri replied, taking a set of clothes from the small suitcase.
Viktor goes into the living room, giving food and water to Makkachin, who beats excitedly. He puts on the table two plates of pancakes, pots with syrups, and two glasses of frozen orange juice. Soon, Yuuri emerges, wearing light blue jeans glued to his body, a black sweater with light gray vertical stripes, his black gloves, black sneakers, and a light blue scarf on his arm.
"Excuse me." he says, sitting at the table looking at the detective, who had frozen as soon as he saw him approach. "Viktor?"
"Ah ... no ... well ..." Stammering, Viktor approaches the table and sits awkwardly.
Hmm, maybe I should change my clothes.
"Is it weird?" Yuuri asks, biting his lip shortly.
"What?" Viktor asks, surprised.
"These clothes. I do not have many, but I can change, "Yuuri says, face down. "Or maybe I can try to buy new ones later. I know I look awful, but ... "
"No, no, no. Yuri, you look good like that. You do not have to change your clothes. "Viktor, his face all red, speaks. "But if you have few clothes, it's better to buy more anyway, because the weather here is getting colder as winter approaches. I can help with that. "
"Thank you." Yuuri smiles, relieved, and looks at the plate in front of him, joining hands. "Itadakimasu."
"What did you say?" The Russian detective asks, surprised.
"Oh. I'm sorry, "Yuuri says, embarrassed. "It's a Japanese custom used before a meal is made, and that can be said as a thank you for the food served."
"Oh, how interesting!" Viktor exclaims, surprised. "Can you teach me more?"
"Only if you teach me about Russian customs as well." Yuuri responds, smiling, and beginning to eat the omelet.
"Sure." Viktor eats too, and they both go to the St. Petersburg police station.
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When they arrive on the floor of the Special Crimes Investigation Unit, they are met by Yakov, who approaches them with a black notebook in his hand, using it to hit Viktor's forehead.
"Oww! Good morning to you too, Yakov! "This one says, with the notebook in hand, massaging the place hit with the other.
"Work on it." Yakov Feltsman orders. "I need to get it fixed by the end of the afternoon."
Viktor and Yuuri look at each other in surprise. The detective opens the notebook and begins to read what is written, dividing the information with his partner.
"This case is two weeks ago. She was found dead in the shrubs of a park. Strangulation marks on the neck. Signs of defense in the hands, but no DNA was found. Security cameras caught a lot of people, including the victim, but not the killer. "Viktor sums it up, brow furrowed, watching the body photos.
"Hm, by the marks, she was grabbed from behind, so there's the possibility the victim did not see her assailant. And the body must already have been buried, so it's impossible, "Yuuri says, startling the detective. "Maybe it's better to see the crime scene first. What do you think?"
"Come on," Viktor agrees, with the car keys in his hands.
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They arrive in the park, and start walking in search of the place where the body was found, based on the photos. Yuuri crouches and pulls out a black glove, touching the ground, near a frozen source, but receives nothing related to the case. He takes a deep breath and removes the other glove. Viktor notices when he touches a gold bracelet, pulling it from his right wrist. He repeats with that of the left arm, placing the two bracelets on the gloves. He removes the pair of sneakers and socks, also putting them close to the objects on the floor.
"What do you think you're doing?" Viktor asks, approaching him.
"Increasing the level of my power," the Japanese respond, massaging his wrists and taking a deep breath. "Do not talk to me and do not touch me. It's better to get away from it and not get in the way. I would appreciate it if you could hold my things, but avoid touching the bracelets. I can explain better later. "
Viktor only confirms with his head, watching him take his glasses off his face and put it with his things. And then, Yuuri closes his eyes, beginning to walk across the park barefoot. Suddenly, he is on his toes, and starts pirouetting ... and Viktor admires the perfection of his movements. Unbeknown to both, people begin to approach, watching and applauding the presentation. The detective scowls at him, his face completely sweaty, and realizes that something is wrong.
Wait a minute. Yuuri can see the last memories of any object, as he said before. But what if the object is an open place, where thousands of people spend every day? And the crime is weeks ago, so does it mean he's seeing the park's inverted memories? Memories of 42 days ago. That's a lot of information. Is that why he's dancing?
And Viktor is frightened when he sees him pant and tremble. No longer able to see him like this, he approaches, ignoring his warnings.
"Yuri, that's enough." He speaks behind the Japanese, touching his left hand, making him stop dancing and open his eyes in surprise.
"What ...?" He starts to say, wide-eyed.
When Viktor releases his hand, Yuuri grabs her.
"Wait. I'm seeing. The victim and the killer. He's wearing military clothes, "he warns hoarsely. "They are talking. 'you bitch, I'm going to get back at you.', 'You killed her.', 'You let her die.' 'Excuse me. Excuse me. I'm sorry. ',' I will not forgive you for killing my sister. '... A song? "
Suddenly, Yuuri falls to his knees, his face pale and filled with sweat.
"Yuri!" Viktor exclaims, still holding him by the hand.
"Someone connected to the victim died. And she died from revenge. The killer seems to be someone connected to the other victim, who is female. "Yuuri speaks, feeling weak. "I'm sorry. I can not move. And I've see your whole life. I'm o sorry."
"You apologize too much," Viktor comments, pulling the Japanese off the ground and releasing his hand, causing both bodies to collide.
Viktor grabs him by the waist, not noticing the grimace made by the Japanese because of the comment and begins to walk slowly, carrying him with his right hand and his objects with his left, to a nearby bench, where he lets him sit and things beside him.
"I'm going to buy water. Wait here." he says, worried.
"Okay, it's not like I could really move." Yuuri says, laughing and touching the gold bracelets, wrapping them around his wrists with a little difficulty.
He wipes the sweat from the sleeves of his sweater, puts his blue-rimmed glasses on his face, and looks at the cloudy sky. And then, he begins to sing the song he had heard the victim sing before finding the killer.
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Suddenly, someone is approaching and Yuuri looks at the man in black clothes, who looks at him coldly.
"Good morning," Yuuri says, tired.
"How do you know this song?" The strange question.
"I heard. Why? "The Japanese asks, frowning.
"This song was composed by a friend, but she died before it was finished."
"And?"
"And it would not be possible for anyone besides her, me and her friend to know her," the man says, causing Yuuri to be frightened by what he had heard.
"I understand. Would you mind talking to me about the two of them? I'm working with the police to resolve the case." Yuuri says, noting that Viktor approaches cautiously.
"A Yaposnka like you, working with the police? What a joke." he says, and Yuuri laughs.
"I know. Hard to believe, isn't it? But how do you think I know the song, if like I said, it was not finished? "He asks, tilting his face.
"Yuri, are you okay?" Viktor says, behind the man, scaring him.
"Yes, Viktor. This gentle man and I were talking about the victim. "Yuuri gets up and stumbles in front of the man, falling on him. "Oh I'm sorry. I am a little tired."
"I don't care. Just move away from me." the man says sharply.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Yuuri walks away, and looks at his partner, who hands him a bottle of water. "Hey, Viktor, why do not you talk to him about the case? I'm sure he can give us more information about the victims. "
"What? Are you really the police? "The man gets scared, looking from one to the other.
Viktor removes the badge from his black cape and the sample.
"Detective Viktor Nikiforov of the Special Crimes Investigations Unit. And this is my partner, Yuri Katsuki. "He introduces them, and Yuuri smiles.
He opens the bottle and drinks the water, feeling completely refreshed and a little more willing. He decides to leave the two there, talking, and returns to sit on the bench to put on socks, sneakers and put the gloves in his hands. He gets up from the bench, goes to the bushes where the victim's body was found and picks something up on the floor, then comes back to sit down again.
...
"Yuri, what do you think about going to lunch?" Viktor asks as he walks over to him, after the man walks away.
"Sounds like a good idea." The Japanese respond, rising from the bench. "And ... we need to talk, right? About the case ... and about me. "
" Da." Viktor responds, picking up the dry bottle and throwing it in the trash. "But you do not have to answer."
"No, I do. After all I'm your partner. "Yuuri smiles, and they head for the detective's car.
"Can you start with those bracelets? You wear those gloves to hide them, do not you? Why?"
"Da. Is not it strange to see a man wearing bracelets? Even though they were my limiter, I was warned that I would have to hide them from the sight of the Russian people. "The Japanese respond.
"You do not have to hide them when we're alone. I don't see any problem. And I think the staff will understand when you explain it to them. "Viktor speaks, surprising the Japanese.
"Really? What a relief then. "Yuuri opens a smile.
"And that dance? Is it ballet? "Viktor asks, and they both get in the car.
"Before going to the institute, I learned ballet and ice skating. And then I realized that I can use both to help me when using my psychic powers." Yuuri explains. "As I said just now, my bracelets are my limiters. When my abilities go beyond a certain limit, they release a shock wave capable of interrupting me. Also, without them, any part of my body can be used to see the memories in that case. "
"So you were able to see weeks of memories from the park floor?" Viktor starts the car, and they both leave.
"Initially, I saw the latest ones and as I danced, I saw more and more memories. But ... when you touched me, I could see immediately, even with more memories to see. "The Japanese speak, frowning. "It's never happened to me before. And ... You touched me. "
"I'm sorry. But I could not help it. You were going to faint." Viktor tries to explain himself, making the Japanese laugh.
"It's all right. I got great results because of that, but I feel bad for having seen your memories. "He then takes a deep breath, deciding to change the subject. "Did you get anything from that guy?"
"He was a friend from the victim's university, and of her friend who died months ago. When I asked about this girl, he did not want to talk too much. "Stopping in a parking lot of a restaurant, Viktor turns his face and looks at him. "You saw something when you stumbled into it, did not you? Even tired? "
"I saw, a little." Yuuri replied, getting out of the car and watching him do the same. "He knows who killed our victim."
They enter the restaurant and sit at a table, soon making their requests.
"But let me tell you what I saw in the park." Yuuri says, leaning back in his chair. "The victim passed the park singing a song when he came across a tall figure wearing military clothing. This figure began to accuse the victim of the death of the other girl, while the victim only apologized and turned her back to the figure, probably to move away, but was caught by the neck, suffocated and then dead, carried to the bushes. As the crime was done at dawn, there were no witnesses and as the park was poorly lit, I could not see much about the killer. "
Their plates arrive and soon they begin to eat. To the surprise of Yuuri, Viktor makes the same movement with his hands and tries to say Itadakimasu, but ends up wandering, causing Yuuri and himself to burst into laughter.
"Do not worry. I will teach you. But ... I think it best to leave it restricted to the apartment. We're being watched, "Yuuri says, his face red.
"True," Viktor says, starting to eat. "You said about a song. What does she have to do with the case? "
"This song was composed by the friend of the victim, who died before completing it. Apparently, only she, the victim and the boy from the earliest knew her. But I sang it, so he came and talked to me." Yuuri says, taking a sip of water.
"Did you sing?" The detective asks, surprised. "I can hear?"
"In the car. Not now. "The Japanese respond, smiling. "But something about this song caught my eye. Her lyrics speak of love at a distance. Now, about what I saw in the man, he does know who the killer is. But in this case, we have a big problem, which is apparently the lack of evidence. Apparently."
The fact that Yuuri repeats the word 'apparently' makes Viktor's eyes widen. Yuuri grabs something from his jeans pocket and shows to him. A military chain with tags.
"The victim was able to pull the chain from the killer's neck and hide in the body before he died, but when the police came to collect the body, the chain slipped and fell under one of the bushes." Yuuri laughs. "With that we have a name and who knows a lot more with my powers."
"Let me see." Viktor asks, holding out his hand.
Yuuri passes the chain to him concentrating on the food in front of him. Viktor grabs his cell phone and calls someone.
"Yurio!" He says, opening his smiling heart.
He pushes the phone away from his ear and Yuuri listens to several Russian curses, laughing together.
"Calm down. I need you to investigate a person. My Yuri found evidence that was missed by the Homicide unit. A military chain and, according to him, the killer wore a uniform. The name is ... "Viktor explains, noting that Yuuri's face is completely red. "That's it. And the motive is revenge for a girl who committed suicide months ago which makes me think the killer is someone close to this girl. Okay. We're coming back soon. See you!"
Viktor is amazed at how easily the Japanese in front of him feel embarrassed. Maybe in time, he'll open up to the Russian. It would be fair, since the Japanese saw his memories ... wait!
"Did you really see all my memories?" Viktor asks, finishing his lunch. "Even from my high school days?"
Again Yuuri turns red, causing the Russian to get his answer.
"Your secret is safe. I will not tell anyone, "Yuuri soon says, hiding his face with his hands. "I'm sorry."
"Well, if you will not tell, it's okay then. I feel even better not to have to hide it from you. "
Yuuri takes a deep breath, and says.
"I'm too, to be fair."
Now it's Viktor's turn to blush. And in silence, they pay the bill and leave the restaurant.
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In the police station, after being confronted with the current, the brother of the girl who committed suicide confesses that he killed the victim. He explains that the two girls were involved romantically, and that the sister committed suicide because of the homophobic threats she received at work. Soon, Viktor and Yuuri discover that, because they had settled the case at the time estimated by Yakov, he won a bet against the head of the homicide unit. This generated confusion and needed the intervention of the director Baranoskaya, who took the money from the bet and gave it to Yuuri.
"Use this money to buy more comfortable clothes. The weather is getting cold. Take your partner's helplessness to help you." She says, receiving thanks from the Japanese, who sees Viktor again making drama for being called useless and unable to do anything.
Hm, maybe he can get used to living with these people. Despite the daily nightmares and bodies he needs to see the memories.
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Chapter final notesPoll ON!
New chapter will only be written when I have enough votes.
Viktor and Yuuri should work disguised as:
a) Teacher and student of a school.
b) Professional skater and his choreographer.
Initially, I will not set a time limit. This poll will be available on AO3, FFN and Portuguese on Nyah! And do not worry. The option not chosen will participate in a new poll that will be performed in Chapter 3!
