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Chapter Nine: Murders and Mistakes

Fear is powerful and controlling emotion, it can stop people from doing things, it can convince people to lie and it can also destroy peoples lives.

Fear haunted the women who worked on the streets, the thought of a killer on the loose frightened the girls and many refrained from working but as the weeks passed there was no sign of the killer and women returned to work.

One such girl was a seventeen year old named Tachibana Natsumi, she was living alone and had to pay her bills somehow. Without a high school education and without her parents sending her any money, she needed some way to live.

Not that she wanted to return home anyway.

Her mother was dead and her father a drunk, at the age of twelve her older sister had packed up their things and they had run away, never once looking back.

The girl sighed as she leaned against a closed shop window, her ebony locks flowed around her as chestnut eyes studied the people entering and leaving the club, a few men caught her gaze and shot her leering smiles but she just ignored them. She was awaiting one of her regulars.

He had been one of her sister's boyfriends up until a few years ago when her sister had...

No, Natsumi didn't want to think about that. Instead she raised a hand and tugged at her hair, looking for split ends. She'd need a haircut soon but she doubted she'd be able to afford it, her money usually went on the rent.

Time was dragging by and the man didn't come, she was left with her thoughts and when a man in his mid-thirties came over and asked how much, she didn't deny him. After all she needed the money and if her sister's ex was going to be late then he could wait.

As she was led into the alley nearby and was pounded into the wall, her expression remained blank and her body felt as numb as it usually did though she acted as her customer wished. She had been at the job since she was fourteen, her sister's boyfriend at the time had been watching her for a while, lusting over the young girl until one day he came over when he knew Ayako would be out working the streets. He had asked her for sex and then had paid her afterwards, it happened repeatedly for a few months before her sister found out.

She had been pissed beyond belief.

She had been selling her body, not caring about who she had sex with and not bothering with protection as long as they paid her enough. She hadn't wanted her sister to go through the same thing, she had been earning the money to look after her and she had failed. She dumped the boy but only a few months later Ayako was diagnosed with AIDS and later on died.

Natsumi had been forced onto the streets doing the same job that had caused her sister's death.

No tears came at the memory, she had cried enough when she had first started selling herself on the streets.

The man zipped up and left her and as the man left another person entered the alley.

Assuming it was just another customer, the brown eyed girl just watched the hooded man come over but what he did surprised her. A knife was pulled out and before she knew what was happening, the man had attacked her.

She was too shocked to move, no scream escaped her lips and eventually her body fell to the floor still as the person leaned over her, eagerly using the knife to cut into her as she died, a puddle of her blood pooled around her.

As she died a small smile grew on her lips, she could see her sister standing behind her killer.

Finally she could lay in peace and join her sister and mother.

*****

The murderer however was interrupted and the police man who had been walking the streets chased after someone in a hooded jumper and baggy jeans but they lost them in the dark alleys.

A few hours later another victim was found dead.

The double murders had been reenacted, only one more to go before the Ripper murders were complete again.

*****

It wasn't until Raito entered the hotel room the next morning that he found out about the double murder.

Everyone was busy and both him and his father were set to work straight away.

It was a relief for the brunet really, after the night before he didn't really want to talk to Ryuzaki or Watari, he'd never been so embarrassed and angry before and a grimace grew on his lips at the memory.

*****

"Matsuda had a point, I do not see why you two have been so cold towards each other recently, it all started that night you two were left alone...Ryuzaki, Yagami-kun, what happened?"

Raito had sat, watching the old man blankly. He had to be careful what he said, he knew that Watari cared about L but he didn't know how he would react if he found out that the teenager had kissed the Detective.

Unsurprisingly, L spoke up,

"Nothing happened Watari, if something had I would have informed you by now."

Obviously he didn't want his caretaker knowing that he had allowed himself to be kissed by the other, it would have made him seem careless after all.

The elderly gentleman had just frowned in response,

"I know something happened, I may be old but I am not a fool," he retorted calmly as he crossed his arms and studied L carefully. He had known the raven man long enough to be able to tell when he was lieing.

After a few minutes Watari turned his sharp gaze on Raito, studying him intently,

"Did you do something to Ryuzaki? Did you attempt to have...relations with him."

The ex-serial killer's mouth dropped open at the other's suggestion but he quickly composed himself,

"Of course I didn't! I'm straight if you didn't realise and Ryuzaki will back me up on this anyway," he indignantly responded before turned to the man sitting next to him with a nod.

L didn't speak up.

Taking that as a yes, Raito did try and have some sort of...relations-Watari felt rather awkward talking and thinking about such things between two males-with his ward before he had turned and returned to the small kitchen area of the room.

He would be keeping a close eye on the teenager now.

*****

Watari had gotten the complete wrong end of the stick, the kiss hadn't been anything sexual! It wasn't like he'd tried to rape the older man or anything.

Cursing under his breath, Raito returned to reading the report in front of him, he could feel dark eyes on his back and he turned his head to see the detective watching him. The room was silent apart from the clicking of keys and turned of pages so he raised an eyebrow and mouthed "what?" at the older. He simply shrugged and returned to working at his laptop.

That man really was odd.

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Ugh, I apologise for this terrible chapter but I wanted to update before going on holiday next week and I wanted to get the double murders out of the way so sorry about the rambles and lack of Raito and L.

Next Chapter will be better so please review.

As for contest results, only two people entered the entries and other stuff I received are linked in my profile. So when Hentai-Otaku and Aoishii are ready please tell me what you would like me to write for you and I'll write it when I get around to it.