You Die Wondering Sometimes

by Death by Painkillers

Jizabel stepped over, leaning over the side of his operating table to look at his John Doe's face. "Do you know..?" he asked, then shook his head. He was being irrational. The only one who would know why he'd done it was Cassain himself.

4. Damn John Doe

This one's rather small, huh?

- Dr. Temna's from Monster, but I used his name for Jizabel's alias. I actually own the anonymous John Doe aristorcat, though. Isn't that exciting?

Kaori Yuki.

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Cassain walked to the front door, reluctantly pulling it open after another series of rapid knocks. "Yes..?" he asked, bottling up his emotions for later. The aristocratic John Doe from the other day stood at the door, scowling, "Who are you?" he demanded, looking Cassain over with blue eyes. Cassain opened the door all the way, bowing slightly, "I'm the doctor's assistant, Hein. How may I help you?" It was weird seeing the victim up and walking, but Cassain kept his cool, remembering the alias they'd decided on earlier.

"I'm here to see Dr. Tenma," the aristocrat replied, "I was told to come to a check-up today." Cassain nodded, stepping to the side to let him in, "of course." The John Doe stepped in, looking around as Cassain closed the door. "Please, have a seat, sir," he invited, "I'll get the Doctor."

As he sat down, Cassain slipped past the door, descending the stairs that led to the Doctor's room in a hurry. He stepped through another door to find the silver-haired man staring at the remains of his mother that were kept in a jar of formaldehyde. It looked like he'd been talking to them, but he turned around as he heard Cassain enter, "who was it?"

"The aristocrat from a couple days ago… your latest 'patient'," he explained. Jizabel nodded, stepping over to him, "I shouldn't make him wait, then..." he murmured as he walked past. Cassain resisted the strong urge to reach out and capture him, closing his eyes instead.

The door closed behind the Doctor, leaving Cassain alone with his "mother" and "sisters". He stepped over, inspecting the jars of random body parts scattered all over the room, not just of Jizabel's previous relatives, but of previous 'patients' also. 'I fell in love with a weird man…' he thought to himself as he stared at a jar of… something. It appeared to be beating, whatever it was… but it didn't look like a heart to Cassain.