Chapter 6
"HIEI, I PAID FOR THAT SHIRT!" Kurama screamed.
"Eh, I'll pay you back," he said shakily, standing up, "right after I chip off the dead skin…" he limped back into the gym to retrieve his spirit egg. Kurama spared him having to jump so high on shaky legs, so he retrieved the backpack from the track lighting and Hiei waited on the stage. The two were making their way to the door, treading over discarded streamers and paper cups, when a man in a police uniform cut them off at the door. "Hold it right there boys, I have a few questions for you." The officer said, holding up his hand. He was a stocky man with a round face and a push-broom mustache. His badge read 'officer Dan'. (No particular reason I chose that name.)
"Is there a problem, officer?" Kurama said warily, handing the backpack to Hiei.
"A city-wide black-out, and two lone teenagers in an abandoned school gym. Tell me that isn't fishy. Where were you two twenty minutes ago?" he snapped, fishing his little police person note-pad thingy from his pocket. Kurama wondered what exactly the pads were ever used for; was it to write tickets or keeps notes, or just to doodle on when interrogating random suspects…?
A snapping hand waved in front of his face. "Son, answer me now; where were you twenty minutes ago?"
"Judging a contest here in the gym before the blackout." Kurama held up the nametag that said 'judge' as evidence.
"What about the little guy?" officer Dan turned his attention to Hiei, who had been up to this point, jerking spasmodically due to the electric shock. Hiei glared at his and 'hned' for being called little.
"I was on the roof."
"Doing what?"
"I-"
"Illegal drugs! Just as I thought! You're comin' down town punk!" he snapped a pair of handcuffs onto Hies's wrists and dragged him away. Being weakened, Hiei could not resist. "Wait! Aren't you going to read him his rights or something!" Kurama chased after them. A second pair of handcuffs closed on the redhead's wrists. "Interfering with the line of duty! You and your friend are going to the slammer together, son!"
"I'm… arrested? But… my mother with have a conniption!"
"Tell it to the judge!" officer Dan shoved them into the back of his police car and drove away.
Twenty minutes later…Kurama fumed in his green suit, handcuffed next to Hiei in a dark room with a light shining right in his face. Officer Dan set his baton and pepper-spray on the table, and took a seat opposite them. Hiei was about ready to puke; the crazed officer drove like he was a dyslexic giraffe, and the fire yokai was apparently, prone to motion sickness. "Where is the rebel base! Talk!" the officer yelled, slamming his fist on the table.
"What rebel base? What have we even been arrested for?"
"I'll ask the questions here. We have ways of making you talk…" he let the sentence hang and leaned in Kurama's face.
"…"
"Silent type huh? I think I know just what to do with you," officer Dan stepped out of the room and came back in with a roll of duct tape, a staple gun, a circular rack mounted to a rotating stand, several knives, a can of lighter fluid, a record player, a copy of 'Yani's greatest hits,' a barf bag- "The little guy's looking a little green around the gills."- A box of jelly donuts and a feather duster.
Kurama's hands were duct taped together, and then he was, stapled by his clothes, to the rotating rack; Hiei was given the barf bag, and officer Dan played the record of 'Yani's greatest hits.' "Where is the code module! Your people can't hide forever!" he screamed.
"What are you talking about!" Kurama screamed back. Officer Dan gave the rack a shove and it began to spin; he dipped the knives in lighter fluid, set them on fire, and hurled them haphazardly at him. "Talk, darn you hippie!"
"Hiei! Don't just stand there! Do something!" the kitsune yelled. Hiei stood up, "You're right!" he said; he grabbed the barf bag, sat back down, and threw up; staring at the spinning redhead was making him feel even more sick.
"What's the password to the secret program!" The wheel stopped spinning, and the maniacal policeman continued to ask insane questions while using Kurama for target practice. A knife landed next to the kitsune's head, cutting a lock of his hair off. "That does it…I'LL NEVER TELL YOU ANYTHING! Never!" he screamed defiantly.
Officer Dan stopped the record, a grim look on his face. "I hoped it wouldn't come to this…" he said and walked toward Kurama, hanging upside down on the rack. He picked up the feather duster, pulled off the teen's socks and shoes, and began to tickle his feet. "Aaaah! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha- STOP! STOP!"
"Where is the antidote? I can do this all night if I have to!" The door to the interrogation room opened and in stepped--!
Cliffies! Yes, Officer Dan is a fruit loop that's gone off his rocker. Why is Kurama the only one being punished? Hiei's been electrocuted, duh! No I'm not done torturing them yet.
