Movie Night
written by: delusional_lady
Disclaimer: :) I do not own them.
A/N:..
Chapter 3: The Man Without a Face
Mitsui Hisashi was really into the movie. The plot was really getting interesting, and creepy too! Not that he was scared or anything. The MVP player glanced around the living room briefly. He was not surprised to find Rkawa asleep already. Turning his attention back to the movie, he barely managed to conceal a gasp when the samurai guy turned around. The samurai was faceless. It was beyond scary!! It was horrifying!! Unfortunately for him, he was gifted with a wide range of imagination. Slowly, his mind twisted the colors on tv and...
It was a peaceful evening. The wind blew a bit and sent the leaves of the trees curling for warmth. A young woman was walking on the road, alone. The woman was fairly beautiful but looked suspiciously like a certain curly-haired manager. She was wearing a beautiful green kimono. Her umbrella was supported gently by her shoulder. Suddenly, the wind changed. The smell in the air became foul. The woman looked around warily, her hands gripping the umbrella tighter. She was a doctor's helper. Though it was nighttime, she was still running errands.
The wind started lashing out on her. her umbrella was no match for the element's ferocity. The woman ran as fast as her feet could carry and she wounded up in a street corner. Just when she thought she was safe, somebody tapped her shoulder. As she turned around, her eyes turned wide and her mouth opened to scream. The next morning, the townspeople gathered all around the dead body. The doctor was taken in for questioning.
"Detective Mitsui, shouldn't we investiagte about this matter?" A young spectacled man wearing a brown kimono asked. "Kogure, we are already investigating the case. Some of our best men are in town looking for information. I even have her body examination results right here." Mitsui said, dangling a bunch of papers in hand. "The victim didn't die from any physical blow. It was only pure shock that led her to her grave. Her name was Ayako, helper to Doctor Anzai. She's said to be running errands that night. She didn't seem to have any enemies.." Mitsui read, his eyes searching for something reliable. His finger pointed at the last paragraph on the victim. "Ryota Miyagi. Miyagi was Ayako's childhood friend. He had developed something like an obsession to her." Mitsui glanced up at his partner. "Detective Kogure, I think we may have to pay Ryota Miyagi a visit."
Their visit to Miyagi had been in vain. The lad refused to talk to them, saying he was still not over Ayako's death. The two detectives respected his wishes but kept him in the suspects list. They arrived back in the police station just in time as his two other men started fighting. "Oi!! Sakuragi! Rukawa! Stop bickering! What information have you gathered?" Mitsui asked. The red head gave one last growl before reporting to his head.
"We have gathered reports that will disprove the theory of Ryota Miyagi being a suspect. During the night of the murder, he was getting drunk in the old tavern. He was there all evening. Koshino had been the one serving wine that night. The next morning, when he arrived for work, Miyagi was still inside the tavern." Sakuragi reported.
Mitsui rubbed his chin and wondered. Who could be the other suspects? Anzai-sensei was off the list since he was attending to a sich patient. Ryota Miyagi was drunk inside the tavern.. And why did the victim die from shock? Was her killer so horrifying that no weapon was needed? Kogure watched as Mitsui analyzed the situation. There would surely be a lot of pressure for the police department. After all, they were supposed to ensure the people's safety.
"Can I please talk now?" Rukawa asked, flatly. Both Mitsui and Kogure looked up curiously. "I feel I have reason to believe that we should not totally disregard Ryota Miyagi. His behavior towards the victim had not been very pleasant a few months before her death." Kogure nodded and glanced at his partner. Mitsui appeared to be considering the idea. "Very well. Why don't we visit Miyagi again and see if we can get straight answers from him this time."
"Two visits in one day? Isn't that a bit too much?" Kogure asked. Mitsui grinned as he walked out the station. "Not really, Kogure. He won't be expecting us to be back so soon. Maybe we can catch him off guard."
When the four men reached the Miyagi residence, they wondered why nobody answered the knocks. Sakuragi suggested that maybe the young man had killed himself because of depression. "Well, we're only looking out for his safety here. Might as well enter." Mitsui said, pushing the door open.
.......
"It's locked." Mitsui said, everybody else sweatdropped. "Here, I have something in handy." Rukawa said, pulling out a think key from the insides of his kimono. "A skeleton key..? Where did you get this?" Mitsui asked. The raven-haired lad smiled faintly but didn't tell. There was no difficulty getting the door to open. The four burst inside, looking for any signs of life.
"Hey, this house is empty! Are you sure we got the right place?" Sakuragi asked, earning himself a punch from Mitsui. "Idiot, I'm not stupid!" He exclaimed before conducting his search. Kogure frowned upon seeing a large cauldron with a mysterious purle substance inside. "Strange, what could this be?" He thought aloud. He was about to dip his finger in when Mitsui stopped him. "Don't. We have no idea what that strange liquid is. Better safe than sorry."
Sakuragi felt disturbed when he stumbled upon a few bones underneath Miyagi's bed. "Kami-sama, I don't think I wanna know where this bone came from." Rukawa came over and raised an eyebrow. "That's a dead cat's bone, do'aho." The two got into another fight and knocked down a porcelain vase placed on top of one of the cabinets. it crashed the the floor with a bang and terrified everybody in the house. The vase was revealed to be containing a lot of bones, human bones that is.
Suddenly, the door swung open and Sakuragi wasted no time hiding the stash. "What are you guys doing here?" Miyagi asked, his eyes confused. Mitsui forced himself to act calm and went up to the young lad. "We were here to see you, Miyagi. We know this is hard for you but we need all the information we can get about the victim." Miyagi seemed to brighten up with the mention of Ayako. Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, the detective didn't know.
"That's all I know about her, detectives. I hope the information I gave you will help. I would like to see Ayako's killer die a horrible death." Miyagi said. The four men nodded their heads and got ready to leave.
"Okay, so far, Miyagi has told us a lot of things. We have no idea whether he is a good guy or not." Mitsui muttered. Kogure crossed his arms as he thought of an idea. "How about we pay Koshino another visit? Maybe he has something new to add.." The idea seemed to be alright so they went back to the tavern.
There weren't a lot of customers because there was still light in the sky. Koshino wasn't busy with the customers but was obviosuly busy with something else. "It's okay. We don't mind. Anything that can help capture that bastard." Sendoh remarked, placing an arm over his lover's shoulder. "As I had said, I started shift pretty early. Miyagi was already here, drinking himself to death. When I left the tavern, it was a little before midnight. The next morning, I came back and he's still here. I doubt it if he moved."
"Wait a minute Koshkosh, you left something out." Sendoh remarked. "The night that Koshino was having his shift, Miyagi was sitting by the bar. If he truly passed out, he wouldn't have the strength to wake up or let alone, move at all. Then how come, Miyagi was sitting on a different seat when we came back this morning?"
Suddenly, an ill wind disturbed their interrogation.
A man was hidden in the shadows but Mitsui was sure that this was Miyagi. "Come out into the light where we can see you!" He commanded. Miyagi did as he was told and..
An old man shook his head as he passed by the tavern. "Got another problem here. Six new murders.. Tsk..tsk.. I wonder what they could have seen that they died with their mouths and eyes wide open?"
written by: delusional_lady
Disclaimer: :) I do not own them.
A/N:..
Chapter 3: The Man Without a Face
Mitsui Hisashi was really into the movie. The plot was really getting interesting, and creepy too! Not that he was scared or anything. The MVP player glanced around the living room briefly. He was not surprised to find Rkawa asleep already. Turning his attention back to the movie, he barely managed to conceal a gasp when the samurai guy turned around. The samurai was faceless. It was beyond scary!! It was horrifying!! Unfortunately for him, he was gifted with a wide range of imagination. Slowly, his mind twisted the colors on tv and...
It was a peaceful evening. The wind blew a bit and sent the leaves of the trees curling for warmth. A young woman was walking on the road, alone. The woman was fairly beautiful but looked suspiciously like a certain curly-haired manager. She was wearing a beautiful green kimono. Her umbrella was supported gently by her shoulder. Suddenly, the wind changed. The smell in the air became foul. The woman looked around warily, her hands gripping the umbrella tighter. She was a doctor's helper. Though it was nighttime, she was still running errands.
The wind started lashing out on her. her umbrella was no match for the element's ferocity. The woman ran as fast as her feet could carry and she wounded up in a street corner. Just when she thought she was safe, somebody tapped her shoulder. As she turned around, her eyes turned wide and her mouth opened to scream. The next morning, the townspeople gathered all around the dead body. The doctor was taken in for questioning.
"Detective Mitsui, shouldn't we investiagte about this matter?" A young spectacled man wearing a brown kimono asked. "Kogure, we are already investigating the case. Some of our best men are in town looking for information. I even have her body examination results right here." Mitsui said, dangling a bunch of papers in hand. "The victim didn't die from any physical blow. It was only pure shock that led her to her grave. Her name was Ayako, helper to Doctor Anzai. She's said to be running errands that night. She didn't seem to have any enemies.." Mitsui read, his eyes searching for something reliable. His finger pointed at the last paragraph on the victim. "Ryota Miyagi. Miyagi was Ayako's childhood friend. He had developed something like an obsession to her." Mitsui glanced up at his partner. "Detective Kogure, I think we may have to pay Ryota Miyagi a visit."
Their visit to Miyagi had been in vain. The lad refused to talk to them, saying he was still not over Ayako's death. The two detectives respected his wishes but kept him in the suspects list. They arrived back in the police station just in time as his two other men started fighting. "Oi!! Sakuragi! Rukawa! Stop bickering! What information have you gathered?" Mitsui asked. The red head gave one last growl before reporting to his head.
"We have gathered reports that will disprove the theory of Ryota Miyagi being a suspect. During the night of the murder, he was getting drunk in the old tavern. He was there all evening. Koshino had been the one serving wine that night. The next morning, when he arrived for work, Miyagi was still inside the tavern." Sakuragi reported.
Mitsui rubbed his chin and wondered. Who could be the other suspects? Anzai-sensei was off the list since he was attending to a sich patient. Ryota Miyagi was drunk inside the tavern.. And why did the victim die from shock? Was her killer so horrifying that no weapon was needed? Kogure watched as Mitsui analyzed the situation. There would surely be a lot of pressure for the police department. After all, they were supposed to ensure the people's safety.
"Can I please talk now?" Rukawa asked, flatly. Both Mitsui and Kogure looked up curiously. "I feel I have reason to believe that we should not totally disregard Ryota Miyagi. His behavior towards the victim had not been very pleasant a few months before her death." Kogure nodded and glanced at his partner. Mitsui appeared to be considering the idea. "Very well. Why don't we visit Miyagi again and see if we can get straight answers from him this time."
"Two visits in one day? Isn't that a bit too much?" Kogure asked. Mitsui grinned as he walked out the station. "Not really, Kogure. He won't be expecting us to be back so soon. Maybe we can catch him off guard."
When the four men reached the Miyagi residence, they wondered why nobody answered the knocks. Sakuragi suggested that maybe the young man had killed himself because of depression. "Well, we're only looking out for his safety here. Might as well enter." Mitsui said, pushing the door open.
.......
"It's locked." Mitsui said, everybody else sweatdropped. "Here, I have something in handy." Rukawa said, pulling out a think key from the insides of his kimono. "A skeleton key..? Where did you get this?" Mitsui asked. The raven-haired lad smiled faintly but didn't tell. There was no difficulty getting the door to open. The four burst inside, looking for any signs of life.
"Hey, this house is empty! Are you sure we got the right place?" Sakuragi asked, earning himself a punch from Mitsui. "Idiot, I'm not stupid!" He exclaimed before conducting his search. Kogure frowned upon seeing a large cauldron with a mysterious purle substance inside. "Strange, what could this be?" He thought aloud. He was about to dip his finger in when Mitsui stopped him. "Don't. We have no idea what that strange liquid is. Better safe than sorry."
Sakuragi felt disturbed when he stumbled upon a few bones underneath Miyagi's bed. "Kami-sama, I don't think I wanna know where this bone came from." Rukawa came over and raised an eyebrow. "That's a dead cat's bone, do'aho." The two got into another fight and knocked down a porcelain vase placed on top of one of the cabinets. it crashed the the floor with a bang and terrified everybody in the house. The vase was revealed to be containing a lot of bones, human bones that is.
Suddenly, the door swung open and Sakuragi wasted no time hiding the stash. "What are you guys doing here?" Miyagi asked, his eyes confused. Mitsui forced himself to act calm and went up to the young lad. "We were here to see you, Miyagi. We know this is hard for you but we need all the information we can get about the victim." Miyagi seemed to brighten up with the mention of Ayako. Whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, the detective didn't know.
"That's all I know about her, detectives. I hope the information I gave you will help. I would like to see Ayako's killer die a horrible death." Miyagi said. The four men nodded their heads and got ready to leave.
"Okay, so far, Miyagi has told us a lot of things. We have no idea whether he is a good guy or not." Mitsui muttered. Kogure crossed his arms as he thought of an idea. "How about we pay Koshino another visit? Maybe he has something new to add.." The idea seemed to be alright so they went back to the tavern.
There weren't a lot of customers because there was still light in the sky. Koshino wasn't busy with the customers but was obviosuly busy with something else. "It's okay. We don't mind. Anything that can help capture that bastard." Sendoh remarked, placing an arm over his lover's shoulder. "As I had said, I started shift pretty early. Miyagi was already here, drinking himself to death. When I left the tavern, it was a little before midnight. The next morning, I came back and he's still here. I doubt it if he moved."
"Wait a minute Koshkosh, you left something out." Sendoh remarked. "The night that Koshino was having his shift, Miyagi was sitting by the bar. If he truly passed out, he wouldn't have the strength to wake up or let alone, move at all. Then how come, Miyagi was sitting on a different seat when we came back this morning?"
Suddenly, an ill wind disturbed their interrogation.
A man was hidden in the shadows but Mitsui was sure that this was Miyagi. "Come out into the light where we can see you!" He commanded. Miyagi did as he was told and..
An old man shook his head as he passed by the tavern. "Got another problem here. Six new murders.. Tsk..tsk.. I wonder what they could have seen that they died with their mouths and eyes wide open?"