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Bleeding Tiger

Chris, Yuki, and K still searching the silent streets. Chris knew a place Brown had been frequenting for his supposed investigation. For the past week the detective had spent a lot of time in the area under the guise of being onto a lead. It was obvious at this point that, that's where he was setting up his operation. Silence had overtaken everybody in the car; each one lost in their own thoughts as they scoured the city. Without warning Chris slammed on the brakes and took a hard right turn, skidding into an empty lot.

"What you do that for ya' idiot!" K shouted.

"Look." Chris was pointing to the remains of Brown's car. The three men got out to investigate the car. It was empty. They could see the smashed windshield, Shuichi's belt, and the blood. Yuki hoped to god that the blood was Brown's.

Inside the building Brown stopped what he was doing for a moment. Shuichi noticed that something had distracted him. "Shuichi darling, your friends are here for you." Brown's voice was a low grow that barely contained his glee. Shuichi let out a small gasp. Brown continued, "It's about time they showed up. Now we can really start this show."

"Leave Yuki out of this, I'm the one you wanted! Isn't that enough!"

"Hell no, I need them to finish this. This is my coup-de-gras after all." Brown turned to a device he had in his hand it was a microphone. Shuichi couldn't see what was going on, but he heard Brown speak.

The three men outside had just entered the building when they heard the unmistakable hum of electronics being turned on and a voice crackled to life from a speaker above their heads.

"It's about time you got here. Yes, I know you're here. Lets see now. I see we have Yuki, and of course Chris, and is that K there with you? You look like shit K, you should sit this one out."

"Asshole! Where the fuck are you!" Chris snarled

Brown's voice was as calm as someone chatting about the weather over coffee, "Chris, do you know why I picked Japan for this? It was all for you, hon. It was a natural choice since you already had a handle on the language, and I just loved watching you squirm when we talked about your brother. Thanks, I really couldn't have pulled this off with out you." Chris was beside him self as Brown continued his voice changing to a moan, "Shu-chan is so much more than I ever expected. He reminds me of your brother, only he won't sing for me. I miss your brother. I loved the way he screamed before he died."

A gunshot rang out. K had shot out the video camera that was leering at them from the dark corner of the hallway.

"Now, now. You're never going to find your precious singer like that. Yuki dear, you know he's so much tougher than I thought, but he bleeds so sweetly. You're never going to find him in time, but hurry anyway. I can't wait to see you cry over his corpse." Brown turned to Shuichi, "Shuichi please say hi to your lover for me."

Shuichi was silent. The anxiety and loss of blood were getting to him, and he felt he would rather die than be tool to torment Yuki. Brown's calm face twisted into anger. He picked up a stray metal pipe from the floor and yelled, "I said say Hi!" He cracked Shuichi on the side of his knee. Shuichi stifled his scream, but it wasn't good enough. Yuki had heard it. They all heard it. "Yes, that's it. That's the sound that drives the voices away." Brown's voice was now frighteningly calm and lyrical.

"Yuki love, He's not going to last much longer, and he's in so much pain too." Brown said with a groan of ecstasy.

Yuki had the look of a man possessed, "Brown you better run now, because when I find you you're.."

"I'm what Yuki? Dead?" Brown mocked, "Well hurry up then. We're waiting for you."

Shuichi felt like he was going to throw up. How much more of this was he going to have to endure? His brain shut down and he passed out. Brown had finished with the cuts on his back. He admired the glistening red stripes, but his tiger wasn't finished yet and the guests were on their way. He cut Shuichi down and quickly went to work tying him into a chair. When he was done he pulled out a bottle of water and splashed in on Shuichi's face.

"Wake up! You need to be awake!" Brown slapped his face. Shuichi opened his eyes. He could now get a better look at the room he was in. Every part of the room was in a state of decay. It was littered with debris and the walls were spotted from years peeling paint. Everything looked like it had been there for years accept for the monitor on the wall, which was picking up signals from the video cameras Brown had installed in the building. He could make out the movements of his friends on the hazy gray screen. What was Brown planning?

A rough hand grabbed a handful of Shuichi's hair and wile another hand started cutting his forehead. He the delicate cuts glowed crimson. These were the cuts that bled so much. This was Brown's favorite part. Shuichi wasn't paying attention to Brown at this point. He had noticed that the chair he was sitting in was old and wood. It wasn't very sturdy. He could feel it wobble under his weight. Was this his chance?

He opened his eyes and found himself staring right into Brown's manic expression. Brown stopped what he was doing for a second, startled by the sudden gleam in Shuichi's eyes. Shuichi kicked out as hard as he could. The chair flew backwards from the force and splintered under Shuichi's weight. The pain from the cuts on is back shot through his system, as he scrambled to his feet. He grabbed a leg of the chair and readied himself. As he stood he realized his knee was in bad shape. He could barely stand on it. The two men stood facing each other. The only sounds in the room were the ragged breaths from the smaller man.

"You want to kill me don't you? Brown looked at him and laughed. "You're ready. Well so am I!" Brown threw his blade at Shuichi's feet. Shu dropped the chair leg and quickly grabbed it, but he froze again at the sound of a gun cocking.

"The voices, you'll get used to them. Don't worry. I am actually a good guy. I was a fox who preyed on tigers. They gave me power when I killed them, so I killed as many as I could. Again and again, until I couldn't stop."

"You're sick" Shu panted.

"I ate them up and sucked on their bones. Each one added another voice to my soul." Brown and Shuichi were slowly circling each other at this point.

"Shut up you sick bastard."

"Sick am I? Drive the blade home and see for yourself. There is nothing quite like the rush you get when you feel it slice into vital organs. You learn to love the smell of fresh blood. Come on Shu! KILL ME!"

"I'll never be like you. You're insane." At this point, Shuichi was getting really sick of hearing Brown prattle on. The man's take on the way the world worked was so convoluted, just trying to make sense of it was making Shu's head spin.

Brown clicked on the microphone. "Come on guys. We're on the top floor fer' cryin' out loud. What the hell are you waiting for?" Brown leveled the gun at the door. "Come on Shu. Your lover's going to find us soon, and when he does I'm going to put a bullet right between his eyes."

Shuichi started breathing heavily. He could remember what Yuki warned him about, but He couldn't let Yuki die. " You better hurry Shu. I'm tired of living, but if I end it myself the voices won't stop. They will eat me up. It's gotta' be a real death. Do you want to see your love dead? See the monitor? Your friends are coming, and I'm going to kill them."

Shuichi lunged at Brown and grabbed the mic. "Yuki it's a trap! Run away."

Brown punched Shu in the stomach then leveled the gun at the singer's head again. Brown grabbed the mic. back, threw it on the floor, and shot it. There was a large squelching sound that echoed through the building as all the speakers died at once. He returned to pointing the gun at the door. "Don't you get it? No matter what you do he's not going to run. Even if he thought you were dead he would still come. I have seen the love his eyes. It was so much fun tormenting the two of you. He was always there with a loving hand, a gentle touch. Are you ready to watch him die? Are you going to fail him, when he needs you to protect him now?"

Shuichi heard the footsteps coming up the hall. "No, Yuki Run! Don't come in here!"

"It's too late pinky!" Brown roared, as the doorknob started to rattle.

Shuichi screamed "NO!" as lunged at Brown, he was going to kill him. He really wanted to kill him, but everything was running in slow motion.

Hi everyone! I didn't intend to update this soon, but I just couldn't help myself. I have already started on some other ideas.

We are winding down to the final chapter incase you haven't guessed. The last chapter is called "Crashing Down" I even have a crappy poem I have been working on to go with it. Yea.