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Warning: physical abuse, drug use, incest and language

Kanou burned rubber as he sped along the highway towards where his tracking device indicated Otoya was being held. He had already alerted Third-I and they promised to send two other agents to the location he provided. He was tense from knowing that Otoya might be in big trouble in J's clutches, and he knew it wouldn't end well for at least one of them. He had to try and figure out what J wanted before it was too late, because he knew Otoya meant more to Fujimaru than he ever would to J. Even if those two weren't willing to admit it, the tension around them was too damn obvious.

Fujimaru. He always tried so hard to protect the people he cared for, went above and beyond to keep Japan safe. He might not have said it out loud but he had a lot of respect for the kid; they all would have been lost without him. That's why now he wanted to help him get back the person he loved whether it got him killed or not, because he would have died a long time ago if it wasn't for the loud mouth, unruly kid beside him biting his bottom lip in worry.

"Five more minutes," Kanou informed and Fujimaru nodded his head, the adrenaline pumping through his veins from what was happening. If all went well he would have Otoya back soon and would be rid of J. If it didn't…..he didn't want to think about it. Whatever J had done to get Otoya to agree to go with him won't work. All he needed was the opportunity to try to persuade his friend otherwise. Its bad enough he lost so many people before, made so many sacrifices, but never again. He would keep Haruka safe and get Otoya back no matter what the cost; He needed these people in his life.

"There," Kanou indicated to a warehouse up ahead and Fujimaru's eyes narrowed and he balled his fist in anger. It was time to get the one he cared for back.

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Anzai stood overlooking Otoya, who was curled on the couch on his side. Her head was cocked to the side in question as she took in how he curled his knees with a hand clutching his stomach and his eyes having a frightened look to them. She was disappointed because she wanted somebody to play with, but the teen on the couch didn't seem to be looking or feeling too well.

"Aniki, does it hurt?"

Otoya was too out of it to disassemble the echoing words he heard coming from Anzai. His mind was taking him to places he didn't want to go, forcing him to believe things he didn't want to believe and creating such a great fear around these realities that he found himself uneasy and apprehensive.

As much as he found the idea to be a bit doubtful, he believed J loved him and Fujimaru hated him. It was the latter that left him drained and weary. He couldn't explain either why he felt so hot and cold at the same time, like he was both burning and freezing. After J had used his body earlier and coaxed him into leaving with him, he made him tell Fujimaru what he was planning to do. He purposely made it short and to the point, because the look that he saw in Fujimaru's eyes…how can someone who hate somebody look at them with such heartbreak and longing?

"Aniki, are you alright?"

It was Anzai again, sounding just as garbled as before.

Anzai noticed how Otoya was breaking out in cold sweat and his eyes seemed unfocused. She wondered if it had something to do with the game J told her he would play with Otoya in the next room, where she could hear her Oniichan making her Aniki cry out. It sounded like it hurt, a lot.

She wanted to play that game with J too, it peaked her interest greatly. Out of curiosity she reached a hand out and touched Otoya's forehead, gasping at how hot he was before quickly pulling her hand back.

Anzai headed for the door, "Oniichan!"

She knew there was no way that temperature was normal.

J stood outside, putting a few things in place before getting ready to leave. There were trip wires and timed bombs all over the warehouse. He had to make sure he got rid of Kanou for shooting his little sister and Fujimaru for the hell of it, then he would take Otoya back to Germany with him where they could live on the payoff for the rest of their lives. He figured he'd have to keep his big brother hyped up on drugs to keep him submissively by his side, and whoever said good things comes to those who wait have never been his shoes.

"Oniichan!"

It was Anzai's voice, he turned around as she hurried towards him with a frown on her face. Normally she was expressionless or blank, she must care about Otoya, if even a little bit. He didn't like that idea at all.

"Oniichan, Aniki looks really sick," she panted.

J smiled sweetly before patting Anzai's head like a parent reassuring their child. "I'm sure Otoya will feel better soon, don't worry about him."

Anzai looked at J, "But he's burning up…"

J's eyes darkened before he looked at the room that housed his older brother. He softened his eyes before looking Anzai back in the face. "Why don't you get in the car? I'll get your Aniki and fix him up so we can go."

Anzai nodded her head with a small smile to her lips before jumping into the grey car her brother had gotten. She watched him turn the music on before walking away until his back disappeared behind the door, which was closed after he stepped in. She found it a little strange but quickly put it out of her head; they would be leaving soon anyways.

J glared at Otoya, who seemed so out of it he could see how sick he really was, but he didn't care, he was messing up his perfect equation. He grabbed the other roughly by the arm and pulled him to his feet, ignoring the dazed look Otoya gave him at the rough treatment.

J's eyes narrowed, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

Otoya heard what J had asked, barely, and he was confused himself by the question. He focused his eyes on J's face, wondering if he really, really loved him as much as he said. There was just so much that didn't add up in his head.

"What am I…?"

Otoya was silenced with a hard slap to the face that sent him tumbling to the floor in a heap, leaving him in even more of a haze than before with the many bad feelings running through him.

J was royally pissed and he glared down at Otoya while removing the thick leather belt from his waist that held up his pants.

"She's never shown such concern for me, never," J hissed, the idea that Anzai might like Otoya better blinding him, confusing him, enraging him. He folded the belt in two and held it at the end before raising his arm and striking Otoya once across the back.

All that registered in Otoya's mind was the incredible pain that laced through his body like the fire from an inferno, nullifying all the other hurt he was feeling earlier. He whimpered when he felt the harsh pain again, almost screaming when that belt hit him for the third time across his lower back. He tried to curl himself into a ball in an effort to protect himself but J kept raining the blows, each one harsher than the last. What did he do? He thought J loved him, why was he hurting him? He only got a few more hits before it all stopped and he was being roughly pulled to his feet. His face was contorted in a look of such torturous pain he was surprised he wasn't crying. His body was starting to feel numb.

Anzai smile when she noticed J walking towards the car with Otoya, who had one hand across her brother's shoulder for support. Her Aniki looked even more worse for wear than when she left him, maybe J tried to help and it didn't work. She didn't miss the whimper that left Otoya's lips when he was placed in the back seat after J opened the door, he must have been sicker than she thought.

She turned down the music after J got in the car, "Is Aniki ok?"

J's eyes narrowed, "he's fine, let's go."

She looked back at her dazed brother, who was lying on his side before turning around when J started the ignition.

J put the car into gear before slowly rolling the vehicle towards the exit. He stopped as the automatic door slowly started to slide open, startled beyond belief when he noticed two sets of feet standing in front the retracting double doors.

It was Fujimaru and Kanou, but how?

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