Haruka's head hurt. This was the first thing he noticed when he regained consciousness. The last thing he remembered was walking home with Nanami in the afternoon after school. She had turned around towards him and a scared expression had appeared on her face. Then he felt pain in his head as everything went black. That was the last thing he remembered.
He found himself wondering if Nanami was okay. He wondered if his attacker had kidnapped her too. He was pretty sure he had gotten kidnapped. The darkness around him and the fact that he had been knocked out pointed towards this fact. It was too serious to be a prank.
Haruka wondered if he could move. He couldn't see a thing around him. Maybe there was a chance he could find a way out of here. He just had to move around and find the exit, if there was any.
He tried moving his hands and push off from the wooden floor he was sitting on, but that was impossible. His hands were tied behind his back. He could even feel that he was tied to something as he tried pulling his hands closer to him. It didn't work. Whatever it was, it didn't give in. He couldn't see what it was.
Haruka gave up quickly. If escape was impossible to begin with, there was no reason to waste his strength on useless effort.
As he sat still, he could hear the sound of heavy traffic from outside and he could hear people talking, and someone yelling something. From this he determined he was in a big city, but it was too quiet to be at daytime. It had to be at night, at least if he was still in Tokyo. He hoped he was.
"It seems you're awake now," a voice said from somewhere in the room. This voice slightly surprised Haruka. He had thought he was alone, but he didn't let it on. That would mean this guy had gained an extra point, a benefit. He won't let that happen. It was a good thing he could control his emotion so well.
He listened as the other person in the room started moving around. Judging from the sound, he was sitting in a chair.
"You know, I have been waiting for you to wake up, it's surprisingly boring with you just passed out like that," the voice continued.
Haruka's eyes were starting to adjust to the darkness around him. He still couldn't see the man, not even his silhouette. It was hidden by the deep shadows in one of the corners, but he could see there was a table not too far away. He could see the corner of it. He could see that there was a black curtain covering a window. Only a tiny bit of light was slipping by. This was what made him able to make out some of the furniture in the room. He could see that whatever kept him was attached to something in the wall. It was most likely a wall or something. It wasn't far from him.
"Where is Nanami?" Haruka asked.
"The little girl?" the man asked. Yes, from the voice it was obvious his kidnapper was male. "I left her where I took you. I had to shut her up though. I'm sure she has been found by now. You have no need to worry about her, I have no interest in her,"
"Why am I interesting?" Haruka asked.
He could hear the man move. His feet came into the light as he placed them on the table, taking a relaxed pose. "I don't think it's time for me to reveal that yet. I'd much rather tell you how I found you. Won't you want to know that?" he asked.
Haruka shrugged. Maybe he did, but he figured the identity of this guy was more important.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"You can call me Taichi," the voice said. "I've planned to do this for some time. Actually I planned this for about 17 years,"
Haruka started thinking about who could have planned something like this for so long.
"I learned that you were in Tokyo from a magazine and a friend of mine who happens to work in the police. I recognized you on the front cover of the lame model magazine and therefore I bought it last week. My friend told me that he had seen you in connection to a case with serial killer that ended a little over two years ago,"
Haruka remembered all that. The kidnapper's friend had probably been part of the police that had been tailing Rin through Shinjuku that day.
"Ironically enough, we are in Shinjuku right now," the guy said.
So they were in Tokyo. To Haruka's own surprise, he felt relieved. It put him at a bit of ease to know that he wasn't too far from home. It would have been really bad if he had been in another town, or even on another island like Okinawa, or even worse, Hokkaido.
"I copied the serial killer's moves to get your attention. I was sure you would come running to me and try to stop me, but I lost patience and got tired of killing, so I just took action," he explained.
Haruka could almost sense the smile on his face. He could feel the insanity in the room. It almost made him feel sick to his stomach. This guy had killed innocent people for no reason other than to get attention. How sick could he possibly be?
He was kinda grateful Rin wasn't here. He would have just busted out with that last question, but Haruka was thinking a lot more before he spoke and therefore knew it probably won't be a smart move to pull in this situation. The more he got to know, the more dangerous it seemed.
"Why are you keeping me here?" Haruka asked. "And what about Rin?" he asked.
The man chuckled. "I plan to get Rin too," he said as he removed his feet from the desk and put them back on the ground. He prepared to get off the chair it seemed. "Keeping you here might make me able to draw him here eventually. I plan on taking contact to him soon,"
Haruka wondered how he intended to do that. He didn't have any contact info of Rin, and Rin was clever enough to not just let a stranger take contact to him out of nowhere. That much Haruka knew.
"Oh yeah," The man said as if reading Haruka's thoughts. He had walked to another dark part of the room while Haruka had spent time feeling relieved. "You don't mind that I borrow your phone for that purpose, do you?" he asked.
Haruka could then hear the sound of an object being caught in a hand. He didn't need to think hard to determine it was his own cellphone.
"He is clever enough not to show up," Haruka said in an attempt to try and get him off that idea.
The man pressed down the handle of the door. "Maybe, but if you were in any danger, I'm sure he would come running. He is an older brother after all. It lies within his genetics," With that, the guy opened the door and let himself out. Haruka could hear the sound of the door being locked afterwards, and he was left in complete darkness, only with the sound of Tokyo's nightlife as company.