Out of My Bones
Conclusion





Fancy. Really fancy. I stepped out of the taxi and handed the man a whole wad of cash. He gave me some shit with a foreign language and drove off, I gathered my bag and stepped inside. The host escorted me to the elevator, it was like he was expecting me. Before I knocked on Room 346, the door opened and the room was dark. I was causious when I stepped inside, to my left was a computer screen. It was downloading something.... I don't even want to know what. Before I could react, the door closed and lights out... again.


"Wake up, my little Balinese kitten."

I opened my eyes, only to find my wrists attached to the bedpost with handcuffs. I was stark naked, but my feet were free. At the foot of the bed was the red-headed German, Schuldig, smoking a cigarette and holding a silver pistol. He had a big grin on his face and an evil look in those green eyes. He stood on the bed and put the gun to my neck.

"Big, bad wolf, or frightened snow bunny? Tragic Irony? Or poetic justice? I can't decide. You pick."

"It was you who dragged me here." I exclaimed. "By giving me these visions.. I would have never THOUGHT to look in New York City for Crawford."

"You're an idiot, Yohji." Schuldig snorted. "You damned well knew Brad was a native New Yorker."

"Well, that's rather large since I never stepped outta Japan until tonight!"

Schuldig grinned and mootched me while placing the gun to my temple. "I can feel your woody... mahagony or oak? Feels like a twig."

"Puh-lease." I rolled my eyes, frowning. "I can impress with this dick, you.... need help turning on a flea."

That's when I felt the pressure, Schuldig was standing on the bed, his foot on my boys. He was aiming the gun at my head and he was grinning like a possum eating shit and enjoying it.

"You don't have too far to go to become a girl. Say that shit again and Wazzah!! Instant girl, Schu-Schu-style."

"Alright....! You win. Why do you want me here?" I gave up at this point. My manhood was more important than my own life. Schuldich winked and got off the bed, he signalled for someone to enter the room. Sure as fucking rain, Crawford entered with video camera equipment and I saw what exactly was on the laptop.

"Say guten tag to all the internet porn fans, Herr Kudo." Schuldig grinned and stuffed a thousand in Crawford's pocket. "Gute Arbeit, Crawford. Sie können Ihre Ausrüstung morgen früh aufheben."

"Danke." Crawford snarled at me as he left the hotel room, I snarled back. No love lost, fucker. I guess being a reporter has its' perks after all.

"So you're gonna rape me live via internet?"

"Not rape, Herr Kudo." Schuldig pulled out a hyperdermic needle and injected it with something. "Es ist ganz Konsens. So amerikanische Gesetze können nicht mich berühren..." He grinned, then injected me through the arm. After that.... I felt funny, but I don't remember what happened after that.


Ah, home is fucking golden. I got out of the taxi and walked into my place at Kitty in the House. The look on everyone's faces told me something was wrong. Ran gave me that look, everyone was huddled around a laptop.

"Y-yohji!!" Omi stood up, nervous as all hell. "Welcome home! Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Uhm... yeah. But now I'm suffering from CRS... Can't Remember Shit."

"Oh? So you don't recall this?" Ran turned the laptop for me to see. The sight nearly made me barf. Me and Schuldig were fucking live via internet!!!!

"DAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"


Lights out.... of my OWN accord.




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