Follow up to Fighter Pair.


"See there is nowhere to run. You are my property now." Whatever Naoto did, she couldn't break the chains holding her down. She was on her knees, and the atmosphere was cold and dark. Small tears started to form from her eyes.

"No, I don't want this. I'm not yours." She pleaded. She pulled against her chains but it had no give, the chains rattled in the darkness of the dungeon she was held. Her tears started to flow faster, she wanted out. She didn't want this at all.

She looked down, she was in her wedding dress but unlike the pristine condition she always tried to keep it, it was ruffle d and dirty. Even ripped in some places.

"As I told you Shirogane, you are my property. Your sense of justice, hope and compassion means nothing when all you are is a plaything. You are my doll, I will shape you anyway I please and you will damn well act like it." She shook her head out of denial to only feel the metal collar around her neck.

"No I'm not." She was starting to weep, her feminine tone starting to seep through. "I don't belong to anyone but-"

"You think he'll rescue you, what a joke. Who would have thought, one who searched to be accepted for being on your own relies on another man. All it has lead you is down here anyway. I can guarantee there will be no love here, but I promise you, you'd be begging for more until you die. Or you'll beg to die, whatever one comes first."

"You know nothing about me!" She cried. But the man just scoffed seeing her helplessly pull at her chains.

"The fact you are so unwilling makes this so entertaining. I love women that struggle, but you know that already. I was so close before, if it wasn't for some outside interference, we would know each other a lot better by now."

Naoto's sobbing grew louder.

"No! I don't want to know you!" He laughed. It was dark, lust pouring from his mouth, with incredibly dark intentions.

"I don't want to know you either. I don't want that sort of relationship. I'm here to use you, abuse you and break you so the only thing you will know is my body and how to please it." Naoto's stomach turned like she was about to throw up.

"Disgusting..." The older man only laughed harder.

"Oh please. You even came dressed for the occasion." He looked on at the wedding dress, he licked his lips slowly. "The sign of purity amuses me, a wish from society and used as nothing but greed. Makes it me enjoy it a lot more."

"..." He leaned down and grabbed her chin roughly forcing her to look at him.

"What, nothing to say? That's very unlike a Shirogane." His twisted grin filled her vision. "It's a shame you've given up so easily."

He scanned her eyes, the full, piercing gaze that occupied them was gone taken over by a more distant and faded look with tears still flowing freely.

"You pathetic whore. Still a shame someone else got to you first." He pushed her head to the side with Naoto only coughing roughly.

"He will always be more of a man than you Jin." The comment made him flinch but his fury quickly rose.

"Don't compare me to him; he's not man enough to take what he wants. Anyway I own you now. That's what really makes a man." He rattled the chains connected to her right arm.

"And it's Jin-sama when you address me whore." The sleuth breathed audibly.

"How's asshole instead."

He smirked.

"Oh... It seems the slut still has some fight left in her, I best get started then." He grabbed the top of her wedding dress. "So let's see what you are packing under there."

With a pull he tore the dress down the middle exposing her plain black bra.

"What!? No fancy bridal underwear, you're a disappointment." He stood up to full height and rolled his shoulders. "I guess I can't complain too much. Beggars can't be choosers."

"Being a dick is still applicable."

"Speaking of that let me show you what the ladies know me for." He started to work on his trousers but Naoto didn't look, she couldn't. She just wanted to die.

"Souji-kun..." She muttered...

"Naoto..."

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"Naoto!"

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"Naoto! Wake up!"

She shot up with a shriek almost elbowing Souji in the face on the way up. She was breathing heavily with tears still streaming down her face. She turned to her partner who had a face of concern.

"S-Souji-kun?" She asked feebly

"I'm here." She launched herself at him in a tight hug knocking him back down to the bed.

"I'm so glad you are here!" She cried against his chest. The former leader patted and rubbed her back soothingly.

"I'm here for you." He repeated kissing the top of her head. She nuzzled under his chin and deepened the embrace.

"Want to tell me about it?" Her breathing slowed.

"O-Once I calm down." A few minutes in the arms of her husband and soothing words of love eventually brought calm to the detective. Souji was happy once he heard the sobbing stop.

"I thought I would be strong about it, like it was just one of those things that might happen when doing this job. For my mind to dwell on it frightens me, I was scared for the first time since I confronted my shadow with the fear that I might not make it out alive."

Souji rubbed her back in comfort.

"It's not easy, I'm sure if I'd been through that it would weigh on my mind too. It scared the hell out of me. Maybe counselling or therapy would help?"

She gave him a look like his head was missing but he waved it away to affirm what he was saying.

"I know you don't like the sound of what I'm saying but seeing someone maybe a good way of solving it. I don't want what happen to cloud your judgement or for you to hesitate while working, it's not what you are about, but I'd rather not want to see you like this either."

She took looked down at her hands and contemplated Souji's words. He wasn't wrong but the thought of having to speak about that time scared her. Did it really show weakness?

"No it doesn't, it takes strength to talk about what happen, and we already live in a culture where it's hard enough to talk about it already or for the victim to receive help. We have the resources so why don't we take advantage of it."

She looked at him to see his face of reassurance. She nodded slowly.

"I guess you are right Souji-kun." His hand ruffled her hair.

"It's not about being right; it's about caring for you. I love you, and don't let anyone else tell you otherwise." He gave her a small kiss on the forehead and got up out of the bed.

"Where are you going?" She asked, eyes pleading him not to leave her alone with concern laced in her voice. He smiled warmly.

"I'm going to get us some tea so we can relax and get some sleep. We can spend the morning looking at places we can go." He padded out of the bedroom into the kitchen.

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Nightmare Pair


Yup, Naoto suffers from post-traumatic stress following the events of Fighter Pair which leaves her quite on edge. While she might be used to danger it's not scenario she's probably in a lot, especially being that close to the edge. Also this is one of the few ones with an actual meaning to it.

Basically if you ever have someone who is in similar scenario (No matter what the incident maybe) make sure you support them and always push to seek help. It can really change a lot.

Next one will probably be Birthday Pair