Beloved
Petshop of Horrors
Pairing: Count D/ Leon Orcot
Declaimers:
Petshop of Horrors belongs to Matsuri Akino, all rights reserved to the aforementioned artist. A Tokyo pop manga, this story was for readers' entertainment only and no money will be profited by this.
The plot and original characters belong to the author.
Note:
AU, Yaoi, death, blood, rape implied.
Weak stomach to any of the above mention, please stop reading this story, the author will not be responsible for any mental damaged or upturn stomachs.
Last warning
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Los Angelus, the city of Angels- or so one would think if they were not inside an old warehouse with corpses hanging down in large iron hooks like cattle ready to be skin and chop into pieces.
"Jesus Christ! "One of the police officer cursed breaking rest of his squad from their shock silence.
"The mother fucker… "Williams hissed as he grab the handkerchief out of his pocket and press into his nose. The old key keeper had received a complaint from the nearby factory workers that there was a bad smell coming from this place. The old man was shock to his core when he opened the old rusty door and saw these hanging dead bodies.
Twenty minutes later the police and the forensic had swamp the scene.
Being in his line of work for almost twenty years, Williams had seen a lot of bad things but even with all the years under his belt, THIS, had made it up to his list of 'shit cases'.
"Come on, let the forensic do their job. "The older man forcefully drag his partner away from the warehouse and let the others took the pictures and gather evidence from the rotting corpses.
"Damn it, I don't think I'll be eating my lunch anytime soon. "Williams said and threw the younger man a worried look.
Leon Orcot was a very temperamental man, but he had an unnatural sense of piecing the evidences together and solved the cases. If nothing else, his arrest scores had proved that he made detective by pure skill. But it didn't help the fact that he 'care' too much.
Caring is a good thing, if Leon did not care, he wouldn't be a cop but care too much for the victims had made him emotionally vulnerable.
"Leon, you okay? "Williams frowned at the pale ashen look on the young man's face the usual sharp blue eyes now had a vacant gleam to them.
"There are children in there… "Leon said hollowly. Even rotten beyond recognizable, one could still tell there were several smaller bodies hanging from the rusted hooks among the larger ones.
"Snap out of it Leon! ""Williams grip the man's wrist and shove him into the passenger seat before he sited himself behind the wheel. Giving the Chief a sharp hand signal and the older man nodded knowingly as he glanced at the young blond detective under his direct command.
Normal dead bodies the blond hair man could handle but something even made a seasoned officer felt sick to their stomach was not what the Chief would think Leon could take in without going into shock.
Giving a defeated sigh, the Chief prepare himself once more as he step back into the warehouse and see how the evidence was coming. If nothing else, he too would like to get away from here as fast as possible.
"What's wrong? "Jill frowned at the white faced look of Leon who was slump against his desk and turn to Williams who was smashing the coffee machine like it had devour his first born.
"The fucking case that just landing its ugly ass in our hand. "Williams snorted in annoyance as the stupid machine refuse to budge. He had driven them back to the station to wait for the rest of the department that was at the crime scene to come back with news and results.
"It's not that bad is it? "Jill frowned as Leon refuse to move a single muscle, usually he was up and about shouting that Count D was responsible somehow for the weird cases that turn up.
"Very bad, made me lost my appetite. "Now Jill was worried, unlike Leon or any other officer in the station, Williams was among one of the strongest stomachs in the station, the older man had actually eaten his lunch in the crime scene while the dead bodies was still around.
To make even Williams, the Iron Stomach lost his appetite; this must be one among the worst cases that show up. Threw her blond friend a worried look, Jill place her hand on his shoulder and pat it affectionately.
Everything will be alright.
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Four weeks later
L.A. Chinatown
Count D's Pet Shop
"Thank you Count D! I'll take good care of her! "The young teenage girl cooed at the covered cage held close to her as she and her parents stood by the door and was about to leave.
"It was my pleasure, have a safe trip home. "D gave them a professional host smile and watched them walk out of the door. Once he was sure his guests were gone, the plastic doll smile fade and twist into a weird smug grin as the shadows of the shop whirl into life.
"That girl was too noisy! "A long haired teen sneered as drape himself across the couch.
"Not to mention annoying as hell. "Another teen with red hair growled as he sat on the floor back against the couch.
"Now, now, calm down. Ten-Chan, T-Chan. "D turned and gave his pets a warmer smile.
"Verdi will take care of her." Pon-chan giggled as she threw herself across T-Chan's lap.
D watched as more animals appeared and made themselves comfortable in the sitting room.
A knock turn their attention back to the door, shown the figure of a blond hair man that had made himself sacred for the last three weeks.
"My dear detective, you're right on time for tea. "D's smile for this particular human was a weird blend of the doll smile he gave the other humans and the warmer smile he reserved for his animals.
… Leon didn't say anything as he turned his glassy blue eyes toward the sitting area where the animals were comfortably scattered around.
"Leon? "D tilted his head and regarded the detective curiously. The blond man was not really acting normal…
But the outstretched box of Madam Rosa's specialty sweet cakes had his complete attention now as he eagerly took the deserts.
"Oh! How nice of you, my dear detective. Have a seat, I'll bring out the tea. "D giggled like a sugar high school girl and bounce toward the kitchen.
Unfocused blue eyes regard each animal in the room with a glassy look as the blond hair man shift the multi-tailed fox with gentleness one would not link to the brash American and sat on one side. A red blur launched himself to bite the man but a firm hand grabbed his neck and dangled the man-eater away from his target.
"T-Chan! I'm warning you, do not eat the nice police-man." D pouted and gave the trashing sheep-tiger a look, taking the vicious beast away from the detective and put him on his lap before taking a large spoonful of the sweet cake.
"How was the case coming Detective? "D asked once he had finish off half of the cake and two cup of tea. Noting the wince Leon tried to suppress at his question D smiled harmlessly as the detective push his cooling tea toward the black snake half curled at the end of the coffee table.
"Zoë Lesley was arrested for the murder of twelve victims last night. "Leon had a hard time suppressing the shudder that was threatening to over take his body. Even the mere mention of the psychopath's name made him felt a chill running through his spine.
"Oh, that's good!" D smiled as he clasped his hands together madding him looking more like an innocence little boy than the mysterious pet shop owner he was.
As conversation turn away from the cases toward more trivial and merely to pass the time until the preoccupied detective left the shop leaving the young Count finish the last bite of the cake with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Something is troubling him. "The long black haired handsome man said as he half leaned against the coffee table.
"Why do you say that, Silva-kun? "D turned toward the black snake as he drunk the tea.
"He gave 'me' tea. "The snake-man turned toward the kami with a flat look. For a human, giving a snake tea was a very weird thing to do. At least of all the men he knew in his life, none of them had ever given him- given a snake 'tea' to drink that's for sure.
"He just close a rather big case, he might just be too excited to mind what he was doing." D gave a smile as he resorted good naturedly.
"Then he should be smiling like the goofy idiot he was, not acting like someone kill off his mother or something. "T-Chan grumbled as he stretched.
"Ahh… "D gave the Totetsu a knowing smile making the man-eater grumble even more muttering about annoying humans that should never come back to bother them.
"We'll see…"
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Ten victims rotting in that old warehouse, that man had killed off two more before he was targeted as the thirteenth.
Thirteen.
The lure, the last in the Circle. Zoë Lesley was a psychopath, the insane man had preached on and on about how he was going to raise god from the ritual while he was…
Leon shook his head as he slump down into his bed. No, don't think about it. Cold hands ran across his bare skin… wild jade eyes burn into his as he screamed against the gag and the pain of being torn-
Stop himself abruptly the blond man slam his fist down on the mattress. Damn it! Forget it! Leon Orcot forget about this whole thing! It didn't happen! It never happened!
Curling himself into fetal position, Leon drifted into the darkness…
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"My Lord… "Wild unfocused green eyes took into the figure that slowly materialized into the holding cell.
"Do you know what have you done?" The figure asked in a chilled tone making the man cringed at the sharp cold of fear suddenly enveloped him.
"My Lord, I've done everything for you! My Lord-"
"Silence! "The Lord snarled in annoyance. You really have no idea the damage you have caused us, mortal.
"My Lord, forgive me. I do not- "The figure raised its hand and pointed at the cowering man.
"Yes, you don't. "Mouth opened in silent scream, wild jade eyes widen in fear and horror as flame of the dead devour him whole-
"You've over step your bound and touch something that belongs us, mortal..." The figure smirked darkly as he watched the man suffer under the unbearable heat.
No one touch what it belongs to them... no one...
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The figure vanished into thin air the moment the mortal was left with nothing but pile of ashes at the floor of the heavy security holding cell.
When the morning comes, the guards were panicking like headless chicken when they realize the serial killer had disappeared from the cell.
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He dreamt of fire. The dancing red flames surrounding him… holding him… caressing him in an embrace of a lover…
/No need to be scare… we're together again…/
In his dream, Leon break out a heart felt smile as he felt the dancing fire surrounded him roar with joy.
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TBC?
