Stitches

Sin stood in the middle of a dark space. There was just a single light shining down upon him. It made him worry. Suddenly, another light switched on above a person to his right. They were a few feet away. His eyes widened at the sight of the other. He was mortified.

"Sin, why haven't you found my killer yet?" It was the first victim that he had had on the Surgeon of Death case. She was a young woman with pink hair. Her name had been Rebecca. Right now, she looked the saw way as when he had found her, chest open and face mutilated. He knew her by her hair and outfit.

Another light switched on and it was his second victim. Lights continued to switch on until all eight victims were visible under a single light above them. They all looked the exact same as when he found them. "Where is out killer, Sin?" they all said in unison. It disturbed him.;

"I...I'm sorry. I...I'm still...I'm still working on it. Please, just...just give me...give me a little more time." They all started to walk toward him.

"You're running out of time," they said. Sin took a few steps away from them. He was afraid that they were going to kill him. They reached out their hands toward him. "Sin, help us. We need your help. Find the killer. We want justice. Please."

Sin hit a wall and couldn't go anywhere else as they closed in on him. He closed his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at their mangled faces anymore. When he felt their hands touch him, he screamed at the wet, slimy substance that he could only think of as blood touched his face.

...

"NO! Don't touch me!" Sin shot up off the bed in a cold sweat. He was gasping for breath as he tried to get the picture out of his head. He hated that image. It disturbed him and terrified him all at once. When he could think properly, he looked to his clock. It was eight at night.

Banging on his front door made Sin jolt. "Sin! Open the door! Are you okay?!" That was Killer's voice. I don't want to talk to him.

Getting out of bed, he drug himself down the stairs to the front door. He unlocked the bottom locks but kept the top one in place. He opened the door to see his brother. "What do you want?" he asked in an emotionless tone.

"Let me in." Killer wasn't wearing his mask like usual. But his bangs did hide the top part of his face. The chain for his lock was the only thing keeping the larger, stronger man from coming inside.

"No." He went to close the door, but Killer put his foot in the door to keep it open. "Killer, I don't want to hear your nagging. I'm not in the mood for your bullshit excuse for what you want me to do." Anger and venom filled his voice as he spoke. "I'm not a kid anymore. I haven't been for years. I have my own life and live by my own rules. Keep to your life and stay the hell out of mine. Now, get the fuck off my property before I get Smoker to come over and get you off of it."

"Sin, I will rip this chain if you don't let me in. I just want to talk for a bit. I'm not trying to control you life."

"That's bullshit!" He almost ripped the chain off the wall when he unlocked it. "Tell me, big brother, why you must control who I can interact with and befriend?! Hm?! Why can't I be friends with Law?! What's so bad about him?! I just want a friend that's around my age and has stuff in common with me! Is that too much to fucking ask for?!" He was huffing as he waited for Killer to answer him.

"Please, calm down," he said as he shut the front door. "You'll wake up the neighbors."

"Hah! Luffy sleeps like a log and Law isn't home! I can shout if I want to! Now, explain why you're here!"

"Kid told me that you let Dr. Trafalgar in today." Sin scoffed.

"Yeah. So what? It isn't like I let a burglar in or a murderer. Have you forgotten that I'm a detective?" Sin crossed his arms over his chest. He was getting frustrated with this conversation. He just wanted more sleep. He felt like throwing up as it was.

"Sin, you need to stay away from him. He's not as good as you think he is." Sin groaned. He's just like Dad. I'm more like Mother and he's just like Father. Overbearing and annoying all the same.

"No, Dad. I can have my own friends." He saw Killer's jaw tense at the name he called him. But he was being truthful. He was acting just like him.

"I am nothing like Dad." Sin laughed. It was a hollow, empty laugh.

"Yeah. Dad was worse. Especially with me. Be glad you got out of the house before I did." He knew he was treading in dangerous waters now. Sin didn't really care, though. He just wanted to be left alone.

"What do you mean? What did Dad do?" Sin looked away from him. He wouldn't ever tell him. He still had marks and scars from it.

"Just get out. I don't want to hear this anymore." Sin went to leave the room, but Killer grabbed his arm. "Let me go, Killer."

When he wasn't let go, a fight broke out between the two. It tipped over the couch, knocked some books off a shelf, and made some things rattle in cabinets. Sin was slammed into one of the cabinets that held books. His head started to spin, and he felt something trickle down the back of his head.

Slowly, he brought a hand to the spot he felt wetness in. Bringing his hand back around, he found blood covering his fingers. "Sin! Shit! I'm sorry!" Killer immediately released the front of his shirt and was, instead, held by his shoulders.

"We...We need to go...to go to the hospital..." Sin wasn't able to move his mouth properly. I bet he gave me brain damage.

Quickly, Killer lifted him up and toted him out the door. Sin was placed in the truck and a cloth was placed behind his head. "There, that should help with the bleeding for a bit. I hope you won't need stitches or anything like that."

"You...You started...started the f-fight," Sin countered. "I...I have enough sc-scars from...from Dad..." He saw Killer turn to him before rushing off to the hospital. It didn't take long before they got there.

Killer parked the car before rushing him into the ER. Sin saw the lights flash before him. He was worried that he had a concussion. Soon enough, they were in the hospital. He saw that not many people were in the place.

"Hello, how may we help you today?" a woman asked. She wore a nurse dress. The woman looked no older than twenty-five. She was slightly fuzzy in his vision. Like he had gotten electroshock therapy.

"He's bleeding from the back of his head. I think he might need to get it checked." Killer sounded worried. It was nice even though he was the reason for the predicament.

"Okay. The doctor will be with you shortly. I can take you to a room." Sin watched Killer follow her to a room. He was set on the bed and it hurt his head when he was laid down on it.

Killer sat next to him in a chair. He looked away from his older brother. Sin was not happy with him at this moment. "What if I have brain damage? Or you damaged something important? You never think these things through."

"I said I was sorry. I...I didn't mean for this to happen." Killer looked away from him. "I...I'm just like Dad, right?"

"Sort of. You don't think things...through, and...and you use physical force over talking." Sin looked back to him. "But you are my...brother and show more...love than Dad ever did to me."

Killer was about to say something when the doctor came in. Sin was shocked at who it was. He didn't look at them at first. "So, what seems to be the problem tonight?"

Killer stood up and shielded Sin from Law. "What are you doing here, Trafalgar?" Law finally looked up to Killer.

"Mr. Killer, I work here. What are you doing here? Has Eustass-ya gotten hurt again?" He closed the folder he had been looking at.

Grabbing onto Killer's arm, Sin moved him out of the way. He shakily sat up. His motor skills weren't working right. "L-Law..." The man's eyes widened when he saw him. "I...I'm bleeding from my head."

Quickly, Law came over to him and got him turn his head to the side. Sin felt him touch the wound and that hurt horribly. He winced and almost screamed at the feeling of it. "It seems that there is a large gash in your head. I can sew it up." He stepped back to look Sin in the face. "Stay right there and I will be back to fix it up."

Sin watched the man leave the room. Killer sat back down, and he knew that he was glaring at him. "Sin, I told you that I don't want you to get close to him. He's a bad influence." Sin attempted a glare at him. He didn't know if it was working.

"Sh-Shut the...hell...u-up." He placed his fingers on the gash. Blood was still gushing out of it. "F-Fuck. It h-hurts." The fuzziness in his brain was getting worse. Sin didn't know how to react to that.

Soon enough, Law came back. He had a tray before him. There was a nurse with him as well. "Now, I'm going to have to give you some sedatives to help with the pain and my work." Sin nodded. He didn't want to sleep but he trusted him. "It will let me work properly and you won't have to feel the pain."

Killer started to protest but Sin intervened. "That's fine. Whatever helps best." Law nodded and picked up a needle. Sin rolled up his sleeve and let him stick it into his arm. The pain in his head outmatched the prick of the needle.

After a few minutes, his consciousness started to fade and he fell asleep. He wasn't expecting anything less from a medicine that is used to help knock out a patient before surgery or anything like that.

...

The bright light was blinding as Sin tried to open his eyes. He smelled medicine and sneezed. "Awe shit!" It hurt his head so much to sneeze.

"Sin, are you okay?" He opened his eyes to see Killer sitting next to him like before. He was frowning.

"Other than it hurts my head to sneeze or for the lights to be on, I feel like shit." Sin sat up. He placed his hand to his head when it felt as if he was going to fall over. "What...What happened after I was put under?"

"Trafalgar stitched the gash closed. He told me that he didn't have to shave your hair to do so." He nodded at the information. "I still don't trust him."

"You don't trust a lot of people," Sin answered. He leaned against the pillow. "Goddamnit. My head is killing me."

"He said to call him when you woke up." Sin knew that Killer wouldn't do that. He sighed before reaching over to press the button. Killer reached over to stop him. The man was too late and Sin pressed it. "Why did you do that?"

"He said to call him when I got up. You weren't going to do it, either." Sin watched Killer tighten his jaw. He knew that he was telling the truth. He turned back to face the wall before him. He didn't understand his brother's problem with the man.

A few minutes later, Law came through the door. He was smiling. "Good to see you are awake. Are there any problems with your motor skills?"

"Other than I'm a little slow, no. It hurts extremely bad, though." Law nodded before opening the file he had. Sin watched him write something down.

"Here." Law handed him a piece of paper. Sin took it and read it. It was a prescription for some Cataflam. "It will help with your headache but there are some side effects of the medicine." He looked at him with a strange intensity. "Would you like to know them?"

"Yes, please." Sin wanted to know what he was in for.

"The side effects of Cataflam are stomach upset, bloating, dizziness, drowsiness, and loss of appetite."

"Those aren't good side effects," Killer said. He finally spoke up since Law had walked through the door.

"They are possible side effects. Meaning, they might happen." Sin was quiet through their talking. He was looking at the prescription. It said that he would need to take it for about two or three weeks.

Law handed him another prescription. "Trafalgar, what are you planning?" This got Sin to look over to him. There was something behind that question.

"What are you talking about? I'm not planning anything." Sin gave Killer a funny look.

"You don't normally get this interested in your patients. I know that because Monet told me. She said you could care less about your patients." He watched Law roll his eyes.

"Maybe because I view Sin-ya as a friend? Is there a problem for that?" Sin watched him turn a glare to him. "Is there a reason that you are trying to get into my personal life?"

"Killer, leave him alone." Sin put his feet on the floor. "You shouldn't judge people on what they do. You're dating Kid. That's enough to judge you." He watched Law smirk. "Now, I want to get home and sleep this pain off."

"You are free to leave. Just take those medicines for the time and I will see you in a few weeks to get the stitches out." Sin nodded before standing up. The world spun for a second before he was caught.

Looking up, Sin saw that Law had caught him. It was nice to him. "Try to keep from moving around too much. The first few days are going to be hard to move around. After about three days, you can move around better." Sin nodded. He was happy that Law was helping him out.

"Thanks." Killer grabbed his arm and pulled him away from Law. "See you later, Law." the man nodded as he smiled at him.

Killer took him home and got him set up on the couch. "I'll be over every so often to help take care of you. You need to stay here. I'll go get your medicines filled." Sin nodded and agreed to stay on the couch.

After Killer left, Sin turned on the TV and slowly lost himself to the darkness. It made his head feel better and he went to sleep off the pain for a while.

Hope you like it. Tell me what you think. I hope you are all having a wonderful day. Tatty-bye!