Murderer
SKIP Together [Sakura Kaiba & Ice Puppet]
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A car moved down the road, turning as it followed Noa along on a darkened street. It had been following the male ever since he had gotten off work, which had been about twenty minuets ago. It was too dark to see who was driving it, although the driver was dressed in black anyway.
The young man looked behind himself nervously, walking at a faster pace.
The black car only sped up as he moved, turning another corner as he did, only leading them both into a narrow alleyway. The door opened, and a man, maybe 21, stepped out, his black hair pulled back into a braid, sunglasses over his eyes, although it was dark, and a long, black trench coat covering clothes that were, you guessed it, black.
The blue haired teen stepped back, cornered, scared.
A gun was pulled from inside the coat and pointed right at Noa. "Get in the car," the figure said calmly, his voice showing he was obviously male. "Don't scream, or I'll shoot you."
With a sharp, scared intake of breath, the boy nodded, doing exactly as he was told.
Getting into the car, The male pulled off his sunglasses, revealing startling green eyes that almost peered into Noa's soul. He closed his door, pulling the car out of the alley silently.
Noa sat quietly, staring into his lap, fearing to breath.
"If you just keep quiet, then I won't kill you," the figure told him calmly. "Your worth a lot, Kaiba Noa, and I happen to need money right now."
Noa nodded solemly, not looking up.
"If your family decides to cooperate, then you'll be out of here in no time. For now, thought, keep out of my hair, you hear?" Not waiting for an answer, he pulled out a cell phone with a fixed mouthpiece, so his voice would sound different, and dialed the Kaiba house.
The younger boy obeyed.
The phone rang a couple times, and the male snorted lightly. "Are they even home?"
Noa opened his mouth to respond, but didn't.
Mokuba heard the phone ringing, and ran to answer. "Moshi moshi? Kaiba no uchi desu."
Mokuba blinked. "Hai." Covering the mouthpiece, he called for his older brother.
"What?" Seto called from another room, sounding annoyed at being interrupted.
"Denwa~~! Nii-sama!"
"Hn." The CEO picked up the phone. "Moshi Moshi? Kaiba Seto desu."
"If you are wondering where your little brother is, he's with me." Came the reply.
"Mokuba answered the phone."
"Not him, you idiot. The other one."
"Noa? No, I wasn't wondering, actually."
Noa could hear him a bit. "Gomen nasai, he hates me." Noa whispered, before shutting his mouth.
Glaring at him, the male continued: "Yes, but it would be great press to say your brother went missing, and people would go and but your products for sypathy."
"I never thought of that," Seto replied thoughtfully. "Mokuba might be upset without someone to bug. Hn. How much do you want for him? Name your price, but if its too high, go ahead and shoot him."
Noa squeaked, tugging on his sleeves.
"Fine. I'll call you tomorrow with a price." Shutting off the phone, he threw it down. "Damn bastard."
He nodded lightly, stiffing a nervous, scared sort of giggle.
Glancing at him, the captor said: "Looks like I'm stuck with you overnight. Fine by me. You can call me Ryuuji, if you want to. Or you can call me nothing at all. You can talk now, too. But the fact still remains: you scream, I shoot you."
"Hai." The boy said, looking up at him.
"I'm guessing I gotta feed you then, huh?"
"If...if it wouldn't interfere with your plans."
"Wouldn't bother me. I have to eat too. If I take you into a restaurant will you promise not to scream? Because if anyone, even anyone finds out that I kidnapped you, I'll shoot everyone in there, got it?"
He nods boomingly. "Wakateiru."
After a few moments, the captor - Ryuuji - pulled into a restaurant parking place. He got out of the care, carefully making sure Noa didn't try to run for it as they walked to the entrance. "Go ahead and order whatever you'd like. I can pay for it."
"Arigatou," He gave the older boy a small, genuine smile.
"What are you thanking me for? I kidnapped you, and I'm threatening to kill you."
"But you're feeding me."
"I have to keep you alive to get the money." He stepped inside, noting the ' please seat yourself' sign, and sat down in a booth near the door.
The younger boy followed, sitting across from Ryuuji.
A waitress came up with a smile, handing them the menu's, before asking if they wanted anything to drink.
"Just water," Ryuuji commented, before glancing at Noa.
"A water would be fine," He told her.
She nodded, before walking off to get their water.
Without even glancing at the menu, the captor closed it, setting it on the table.
Noa blinked at him, before looking at his own menu.
The green-eyed male glanced around at all the people in the room, trying to think of the best way to kill all of them, if Noa tried to run.
The younger sighed lightly, before picking something and setting the menu down.
"Done all ready? All of the others took much longer. Of course, they were women. Women are always slow."
He giggled lightly. "I'm only a little hungry, is all."
"Ah." Noting that the waitress wasn't going to come by any time soon, he decided to make -small talk-. "Have you heard of the 6-sided killer?"
He nodded. "Hai."
"Isn't it amusing, how he always leaves a dice behind?" He grinned, hitting the dice earring that hung from his left ear. "Hm?"
Noa swallowed, straightening in his seat and shivering. He nodded.
The waitress showed up, a pad and pen in her hand. "All ready?" She asked Noa, before smiling at Ryuuji. "A boy this time, Otogi-kun?"
Noa blinked, before muttering his order.
She wrote it down, smiling at him, before turning to Ryuuji. "Same as always."
"Hai," he replied with a forced smile. She walked away, and he turned to Noa. "Idiot. She hasn't noticed that all the girls I've brought here have been reported missing or found dead."
He squeaked lightly, playing with a napkin in his lap.
The captor glanced out the window, glaring as the snow fell down.
He hummed to himself lightly, only a bit worried now, but still scared.
"Do you mind if I kill your brother?"
"Seto?" Noa asked.
"What, do you have more then one?"
He swallowed, nodding.
"Oh... that's right. The Mokuba kid. Yes, I meant Seto."
"Ah." He smiled. "Go right ahead."
Blinking, Ryuuji looked at him. "Really?"
Noa nodded. "He's a bastard anyways."
"Nah... I still need the money. I'll do it later."
"Okay," Noa muttered, smile still on his face as he turned to stare out the window.
"You know... you don't seem that afraid of me, for someone who was kidnapped and held at gun point."
He looked back at him. "Well, I suppose I'm just in a good mood."
"Really? And here I thought i was losing my touch." A smile crossed his face as he looked at Noa, raising an eyebrow. "Or am I not scary?"
"Well, I just..." The boy stammered.
"Just... don't answer that, okay?"
He nodded.
The older ran his fingers through his bangs, pushing them out of his eyes. "This place is so... slow," he growled, sounding annoyed.
Noa didn't know what to say as he fidgeted in the seat.
"I really have no idea what to do with you... I can't just let you go, because you'll go to the cops, but..."
He looked up at him carefully, breaking his gaze from his lap.
"I can't really take care of another person..."
His gaze fell a bit at that, seemingly saddened.
Seeing the other's look, Ryuuji almost felt... guilty. He frowned. "Well... I GUESS you can stay with me, seeing as how your brother is such a fucker..."
He blinked, eyes sparkling a bit. "Really?"
"I guess so..." Inwardly, the older hoped Noa realized that he wouldn't stop killing people.
"Thank you!" Noa told him, smiling again.
"Don't thank me for something I didn't do..."
Noa blinked, quieting down.
"If anyone finds out your with me they'll figure out who I am. You gotta swear on your life that you won't tell anyone, got that?"
He nodded. "Hai."
"Good." He flashed a smile at the waitress as she came up, with their food.
Noa smiled. He had been getting hungry...
She left rightward, seeming in a hurry as Ryuuji began to pick at his food.
The younger boy straightened the napkin in his lap, glancing up at his food.
~*After Eating*~
"All right, we're here." The car pulled up to a nice looking house in the middle of a friendly looking neighborhood, with kids playing. "Yup... home sweet home."
He smiled lightly at the other boy.
Unlocking the car, he smiled back, before stepping outside.
"Otogi-kun, Otogi-kun!" The kids yelled, rushing up to stand at the edge of his driveway. "Come play with us!"
"Not now," he replied with a smile. "I'm moving someone in. Kids, this is Kaiba Noa. Ka-- Noa, these are the neighborhood kids.
He smiled, waving lightly. "Hello."
"Hi!" they all said in unison, waving at him, before running off to resume their game.
Ryuuji shook his head, a smile on his face as he walked up to the front door.
Noa followed, pondering. "They seem like nice children."
"They are. Really nice, actually. Pity when they grow up they'll all become ass holes."
Noa nodded sadly. "True. But why do you say that?"
"Most kids do. All my friends did."
"Oh..." He muttered.
"Except for... like... one of them. But I don't talk to them anymore."
"Why's that?" Noa asked.
"I killed them all."
He took a short breath. "Oh."
Without any emotion toward his last words, Ryuuji pulled out the key, opening the front door.
Noa sighed carefully, before wondering whether to follow him.
Not even looking back at Noa, Ryuuji stepped inside, taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat hanger, finally revealing his godly body.
He followed, taking a double glance at the other boy as a small whimper escaped his lips. He covered his mouth with the both of his hands immediately, trying to hush himself.
"Something wrong?" The older asked, frowning at Noa. "You still want to stay, don't you?"
He nodded, wondering briefly if he would be able to stand it and hoped his nod didn't look too eager.
"Good, because if you had said no, I would have shot you." He turned to his coat, pulling his gun out of it and setting it on the table. "Not with that one, though. It's empty. It always is."
He let out a shaky breath, removing his hands from his mouth cautiously, as if he didn't trust himself to speak.
"Close the door if you want to stay."
He did as told, shutting it. "Should I lock it?" He asked politely.
"Only if you want to."
He did so, before taking a step back from the door.
"Come on, I'll show you where your room is." He turned, heading up the stairs.
Noa smiled, following him up the stairs.
"All right... this is the bathroom, guest room, my room, and..." he stopped at the door at the end of the hall, opening it to reveal a blue and aqua room. "...your room."
He smiled. "I like it."
"We'll have to get you some clothes tomorrow. For now you can just wear some of mine."
He blinked. "Okay."
"Well... you can't really sleep in your work uniform, now can you?"
"That's true," He muttered with a little giggle.
"Lets go get you something, then." Ryuuji turned from the room, walking over to his own, opening the door.
He followed willingly, hands behind his back.
The captor stepped inside, opening his closet and searching through it for anything that wasn't black.
Noa stopped at his door, not wanting to follow fully inside, trying to be as polite as he could be.
"Ah-ha!" He pulled out a long sleeve blue shirt and some blue jeans. "Here."
Noa took them when they were handed to him. "Okay."
"You get dressed. I'll be out in back." Ryuuji turned away, heading down the stairs, completely confident that Noa was going to stay.
He nodded, going into his room and changing as he was told. The clothing was a bit loose, and hung off of him slightly because Ryuuji was taller. He turned around a couple times, looking at himself and laughing that the jeans hung off of his hips slightly.
Ryuuji, meanwhile, stepped into the back yard, a few bowls of cat food in his hand. He placed them on the porch, and a bunch of stray cats rushed over, happily munching on the food.
The younger boy went downstairs, and smiled at the cats lightly. "Kawaii.." He muttered under his breath.
Blinking in surprise, the older turned around, smiling at Noa. "They're a little big."
He turned around again, looking at himself and nodding.
"But you look good."
He blushed lightly. "Thank you."
"Your welcome."
Blush nearly fading now; he put his hands behind his back.
"I really have no means of entertainment around here... I'm sorry."
He shook his head. "That's fine, I'll be okay."
"Well, there's a park near by we could go to if you want..."
"Really?" Noa asked, eyes lighting up.
"Sure." A smile crossed Ryuuji's face.
"Yay!" He cried, before bouncing over to the taller boy and hugging him lightly.
The murderer was somewhat surprised but this, blinking lightly. "Uh...?"
He blushed lightly, pulling himself away from him. "Ahh...gomen nasai..."
"Its... fine."
"Eh..hehe.." He covered his mouth with one hand, trying to hide a bit of his blush as well.
With another small smile, Ryuuji headed back inside. "You'll need a coat. You can borrow mine."
He nodded. "Okay."
The dark haired male handing Noa the trench coat, smirking lightly at him.
He took the coat, blinking at how heavy it was.
"There are a lot of things in the pockets. Just ignore them."
He swallowed, nodding again.
The two of them walked to the park in silence, getting there fairly slow, since it was snowing.
The younger boy held the coat around him, closer to his body in an attempt to get warmer.
The older seemed to not notice the cold, bending down to pick up some snow.
Noa watched him with interest, sniffing lightly from the cold.
He licked it lightly, before doing it again, like it was ice cream.
Noa blushed, giggling.
"I haven't eaten snow in a long time..." he commented, smiling at Noa lightly.
Noa chuckled lightly, smiling as well.
"I forgot how good it is."
He nodded lightly at that, before a wind passed and made him shiver.
"You wanna go inside?" The dark haired male frowned, really not knowing how to warn Noa up. "Maybe... get some tea or something?"
He smiled. "That would be nice."
"All right. Lets go, then." With another smile, he turned back toward the house, walking with Noa.
Noa blushed lightly at the older boy's smile, hoping it wouldn't show under the pinkness of his cheeks from the cold.
Heading inside, Ryuuji felt confused. 'Why am I even letting him stay with me? Normally I would kill someone without a second thought...'
Noa smiled at the warmth of the inside, taking the coat off and looking around for a place to hang it.
Taking it from him, Ryuuji placed it on the coat hanger by the door, before closing the door. He headed into the kitchen, brushing the snow out of his hair.
The younger boy followed him, not knowing of anywhere else to go.
"What type of Tea do you want?" Ryuuji asked, giving up as he started to unbraid his hair, which was now a big damp mess.
"Green tea is fine, if you have any."
"Hai." He finished undoing the braid, before running his fingers through his hair. Finally getting the tangles out, he started to make the tea.
Noa squeaked again, covering his mouth and looking away. 'Mm…he just keeps getting more attractive...'
Setting the kettle down on a burner, the murderer slowly started twirling his hair around his fingers, absentmindedly.
There was a sharp intake of breath, before the younger boy tried to keep calm, breathing at a slower pace.
Not seeming to notice, the older continued, watching the kettle, seeming lost in thought.
'Nooaaa...calm down. Deep breaths...' The younger kept repeating, before sighing to himself.
Ryuuji jumped when the kettle went off, before sighing and continuing to make the tea.
Noa continued to watch the other boy quietly.
In a short while, Ryuuji handed him a cup of tea, before yawning lightly.
He smiled, taking a sip before looking up at Ryuuji. "Tired?"
"Well... yeah... Normally I don't sleep, though. Insomnia."
"Awww..." The younger boy lifted a hand up to brush some black bangs out of the older boy's emerald eyes carefully.
Ryuuji stared at him, somewhat surprised, before reaching up to touch Noa's hand, which was resting on his cheek. "You..."
He blinked. "..hai?"
"Why did you do that? You touched me so... so lovingly."
He blushed lightly. "I..just.."
"You just...?"
"I'm not sure..." The boy whispered, entranced by Ryuuji's voice.
The older stared into Noa's eyes, not sure what he should do or say.
Almost against his own will, the younger boy whispered. "Could I...kiss you..?"