Beautiful Broken Toys
"You can kill a lifetime without feeling anything but skin." - Chuck Palahniuk
"What are we doing?" Conan asked, looking up at Kaito who was leaning over him to peer around the corner of the building they were hiding behind.
"He keeps disappearing the same time, every month and I want to know why." Kaito said, not taking his eyes off the blond across the street from him, who was sitting at a table, sipping a cup of tea as he read the newspaper.
"Maybe he has a date," Conan suggested dryly before turning his focus back on Saguru.
"Every month?"
"Well, he is rather fixated on time, maybe it's a kink of his."
Kaito snorted before quickly shutting up as a long black limo pulled up to the small outdoor cafe. A woman stepped out, her face covered by a black veil, the black suit hugging her curves. She tucked a loose strand of blond hair behind her ear before turning to her companion who was also stepping out, taking a cigarette out before offering the woman one.
Conan made a noise in his throat and Kaito grabbed the boy's arm as he tried to move. "Stay," Kaito ordered, staring as the pair approached Saguru who stood, greeting them both. "We have to get closer," Kaito muttered.
He tugged Conan along as he moved to another building, before grabbing two menus from the stand at the opposite end from the group, moving through the tables until they were close enough to hear the conversation. Both detective and thief hid behind their menu's, sitting close enough together that they could see each other's face.
"It's good to finally see you, cousin." Saguru said, gently kissing the woman's cheek before pulling out her chair.
The blond smiled, taking her seat. "I have missed you, you must thank your mother for telling me you were in town."
Saguru smiled before turning to the man, his smile slowly slipping away at the cold look he was receiving. The man looked Saguru over, his blue eyes cold as he studied the teenager before him.
"You've grown," he said bluntly.
"It's been seven years, Gaius. One tends to grow when one moves though puberty."
The man snorted, blowing a cloud of smoke in Saguru's face before taking his seat. Saguru blinked at him before sitting as well, sipping his cooling tea. The woman next to them snorted, resting her chin on the back of her hand as she looked between the two men.
"Brothers," She scoffed fondly, ignoring the look she got from the older one.
Kaito's hand clamped over Conan's mouth before he could say anything, waiting until the boy stopped panicking and calmed down. "Mind explaining?" he asked in a stage whisper, ignoring the bantering group near them, but keeping an ear open.
"That's Gin and Vermouth, from the Black Organization," Conan hissed, staring at the table between their menu's.
Kid tried to sort though his 'mental file' of information that Conan and Heiji had shared at the meeting of the minds the foursome had had when discussing their mutual situations, before finally recalling why that bit was important. His gaze turned back towards the table, taking in the interactions and words of the group.
Saguru had been at that meeting between Kaito and the other detectives, Saguru had assisted them in their fight against the Black Organization.
...Saguru was currently having tea with two of the top members whom they were desperate to catch, laughing as if it was Sunday brunch.
Kaito cursed softly, scooting Conan closer. "Traitor?"
Conan shook his head. "Can't tell, could be, could be a foolish bid at getting information."
A waiter came by, setting water glasses down on the table, bowing to them before walking off. Kaito reached out absently, sipping the water as he listened to the threesome. "Could be code..." Kaito suggested, listening to the three discussing gardening and cooking.
"Has to be, I doubt Gin has an interest in botany." Conan muttered, sipping his own water.
It only took moments, for the pair to realize something was wrong. They looked at each other almost simultaneously before un-ceremoniously slipping onto the table, unconscious.
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Kaito groaned as awareness started to come back into his mind, hissing in at the pain in his head as light invaded his eyes. He blinked, struggling to see around the glowing orbs that were the lights in the ceiling before rolling his head to the side, his neck muscles not wanting to work, still under the effects of the drug that knocked him out.
Next to him, chained to the wall, was Conan, his head still slumped, the only sign of life in him was the slight rise and fall of the boy's chest. His glasses were missing, as were his watch and shoes. Kaito shifted slightly, frowning as he noticed all of his tricks and traps were also gone, even the deck of cards he had stuffed into his boxer pocket which were nothing more then something for him to play with while attending cram school later in the evening.
He shifted again, turning his attention this time to his hands, trying to look up at them before cursing as his head refused to move.
"It'll be a bit before you get control over that again," a soft, British voice said from the faint darkness.
Kaito blinked, mentally cursing at the fog in his head before turning his focus back to Saguru as the blond stepped out of the shadows, un-buttoning his suit jacket. He took in the black suit, the changed stride, stance...even the way Saguru tilted his head and examined things. The detective had changed. It wasn't one thing, or one motion, but the whole set of them that had previously pointed to 'this is Hakuba Saguru' in Kaito's brain were now all wrong.
"Do you have a name or are you just a low level thug?"
Saguru was silent, slipping off his jacket and laying it over the back of a chair, un-buttoning and rolling up his shirt sleeves before finally deciding to grace Kaito with his attention. "Lager, and don't bother laughing." Saguru said before turning as a door disguised as a wall opened, admitting Gin and Vermouth.
"Ah, our little thief is awake," Vermouth purred, seating herself on the table, crossing one leg over the other. "Good morning." She wiggled her fingers at him before pulling a cigarette from a silver case, allowing Saguru to light it for her.
Gin crossed over to stand before Conan's small body, tilting the knocked out boy's head up, examining him. "Amazing, to think that this had ever been a teenager. Remarkable, truly. I wish we could study him further, his blood could be a key."
"We have enough samples of his blood for study, and if we need more, I have access to another."
"Sherry?" Gin asked, dropping Conan's head as he suddenly lost interest in the boy.
Saguru nodded, leaning against the table next to Vermouth. "She is with Agasa at the moment, and I'd rather she stay there, within reach."
"And I'd rather she stay here, chained to a table." Gin countered, lighting his own cigarette, offering it to Saguru before lighting another.
"And luckily for my sanity, neither of you get a choice." Vermouth said. "He has stated that she is to remain where she is, until such time as we can safely retrieve her."
"So all that's left, is the loose ends." Saguru said, looking over at the chained boys, a bit of a smile curling over his lips.
"You have been given free reign to do as you wish to them, they are no longer needed." Vermouth said, taping her cigarette, allowing the ashes to drop into her lap. "We have enough, and anything else we need, we can get."
Saguru nodded, taking another drag off his cigarette before pushing off the table, crossing over to Kaito who had been watching silently. As the detective approached, he raised his head, staring into the golden brown eyes that were so cold...so dead. He swallowed, before forcing himself still, refusing to tremble.
"I've been longing for this," Saguru said softly, running a finger down Kaito's cheek, before shifting his fingers, the cigarette falling between his index and thumb like a pencil. He drew the cigarette slowly down Kaito's cheek, just barely touching his flesh, allowing the thief to feel the heat, the sense of pain that could come if he just lowered it a bit more.
"Years, I've been waiting, lusting for the moment I could caress this flesh, watch it split, watch the rich red blood that always flows so close to the surface coat you. Hear your screams, hear your whimpers." Saguru licked his lips and Kaito swallowed again, terror filling him in-spite of his wishes.
Saguru lifted the cigarette to his lips, taking a drag off of it and tapping the ashes off before lowering it back to Kaito's face, pressing down this time, hissing between his teeth as Kaito bit off a scream, the smell of burnt flesh filling Saguru's nostrils.
He pulled the cigarette away and flicked it to the floor, stamping it out before crossing back over to the table, leaning against it once more, watching as Kaito trembled in pain before he recovered his poker face, swallowing down the emotions in order to be able to raise a blank face to the three.
"This will be fun," Saguru said as he watched the transformation, eager to break the mask Kaito wore.
"Well then, we'll leave you to it. Let us known when you're ready for our..assistance." Vermouth said before grabbing Gin's jacket, jerking him out of the room and through the hidden door.
Saguru waited until the door slid shut behind the pair before picking a remote up from the table, pressing a button. On the far left wall, a portion of stone slid back, revealing a fireplace that sprung to life with the flick of another button.
Saguru started humming to himself, examining the items of the table, adjusting a few that had been knocked out of place by the threesome. He took a long metal tool, carrying it over to the fire and setting it in a rack so that the end was being heated. He returned to the table, selecting to items, slipping one into his pocket before crossing over to the pair, smiling warmly. "Open please," he said merrily to Kaito whom, of course, resisted, glaring at the detective.
Saguru gave a sigh, even through he had expected Kaito to resist, instead reaching into his back pocket and pulling out small metal pike and a hammer. He leaned in to Kaito, forcing the small pike between Kaito's lips and into a gap where two molars didn't meet up, carefully hammering at the pike until he forced a tooth loose and managed to get Kaito's mouth open about an inch, nearly shoving the whole pike into the boy's mouth.
He left the pike between Kaito's teeth, holding it in place with one hand as he reached into his back pocket again, pulling out what he had originally carried over. The metal mess of wires, bits and springs were held tightly together, about an inch tall, when Saguru maneuvered it into Kaito's mouth, releasing it once he had the two white plastic stoppers hooked behind Kaito's front teeth. The contraption spread apart, holding Kaito's mouth open that inch. Kaito opened his mouth wider to speak, only to be impaired by the gag spreading even taller as Kaito's mouth opened more, but refusing to allow it to close.
Saguru smiled at the sight, before moving to Conan, repeating the technique, having an easier go of it considering the boy was still unconscious.
Once the gags were in place, Saguru stripped the pair, using a knife to cut along the seams enabling him to remove the closing without moving their limbs. He returned to the fireplace, sliding on a long glove before taking the rod he had set to heat up, studying it for a moment, smiling. He crossed back over to the pair, attempting to decide who to enjoy first, before using his thumb to adjust the size of the four hooked prongs at the end of the rod, pressing the hot metal against the flesh of Conan's groin, tightening the prongs again so that they firmly grasped the boy's genitals, the smell of burning flesh scenting the air as Saguru jerked back, flesh and muscle ripping from the boy's body, torn apart by the sharp prongs.
Conan awoke with a scream, his eyes wide in shocked horror, pain coursing through his nerve endings. As Conan panted, whimpering, muted screams slipping from his lips, Saguru returned to the table, this time his hand hovering over a row of glass rods, smiling as he selected one with faintly rainbow coloured swirls traveling up the sides.
Saguru slid the glass dildo into his mouth, sucking on it slightly as he grabbed a tube of lube, hitting another button on the remote to slide Kaito away from the wall, the teenager now only held up by a long beam and the chains around his arms. another button and two more beams came out of the floor, metal cuffs wrapping around the teens thrashing ankles, nearly missing one as they secured the thief's legs well apart.
Saguru opened the tube of lubrication as he stepped behind Kaito, smiling as the boy's body tensed, muscles playing beautifully under his skin. Saguru slid the dildo from his mouth, testing it's temperature before using the thick gel to lubricate the glass, his free hand spreading the other teen's cheeks as he pressed the glass head against Kaito. "Breath deep," he called merrily, before pushing, licking his lips as Kaito gasped, body jerking at the intrusion, pain shooting violently up his spine.
Saguru wiggled the base a touch, making sure it was secure, the round, flat base pressing snug against Kaito's flesh, before stepping back and raising his ever present remote, flicking a switch. A low vibration started, as did a pleasant light show that no one could see, but the warming of the light rods alternated between a pleasant heat to sharp pain when the light stayed one colour for too long.
As Kaito dealt with the painful (yet slightly pleasurable) sensations, Saguru moved around his body, kneeling and eyeballing the flaccid penis before him, before pulling a sterling silver ring from his pocket, lubing it up with his mouth and tounge before working it onto Kaito's penis, making sure it was nicely overly snug. He smiled in satisfaction before leaning in, taking Kaito's member into his mouth, sucking gently on it as he reached between the teen's legs and gently gripped Kaito's scrotum, pulling a touch as his other hand opened another ring, this one designed to fit around the loose skin the pulling created. Saguru held it closed with his fingers as he released the flesh, fishing an allen wrench from his pocket and screwing shut the ring, effectively trapping the boy's testicles.
Pulling away from Kaito with a smirk at the moan of loss, Saguru stood and returned to the table, selecting a long chain and a medium weight steal ball, before returning to the teen, slipping the chain through the two wing openings on the sides of the scrotum ring, locking them together before releasing the weight, grinning as Kaito gave a sharp gasp as the weighted ball swung back and forth.
Satisfied that Kaito was taken care of for the moment, Saguru once more returned to the table, this time returning with a long iron rod and a pear shaped object. He used the same control of the remote to extend Conan's bonds, moving behind the boy to insert the pear into his rectum up to the flat base, humming as he inserted the rod into the ring at the base, turning the screw inside the pear to expand it.
Conan started to scream as the pear expanded, his breath coming in gasps as he tried to breath though the pain and the urge to release the pent up emotions with his voice. Saguru paused when the pear was half expanded, letting Conan catch his breath, circling around the boy to gently lick the tears off his smooth cheeks, smiling at the pained gasping whimpers. Saguru pulled a leather case from his back pocket, opening it to reveal a selection of needles ranging from the size of a small sewing needle, to one as long as his hand and as thick as a cocktail straw.
He shifted so he was sitting Indian style, staring at the boy's ruined groin and stomach, pinching a small bit of flesh between his hands, before slipping a smaller needle through it, enjoying the gasping breath from above him. Moving up to Conan's lower chest, he choose a larger needle, slipping it through Conan's flesh, licking at the blood that had slipped from the wound, before selecting yet another larger needle, this time slipping it through Conan's nipple, sucking on the bit of pierced flesh to capture the droplets of blood. He stood, examining his mini metal latter, gently flicking each one before returning, fully expanding the pear.
He moved back before Conan, gently tilting the boy's head up, looking into the fevered, vacant eyes. As Conan's breathing grew ragged, cold seeping into his body, Saguru once more went behind the boy, this time sliding the rod free of the loop, turning it so that the sharpened tip was near his hand. He knelt, carefully feeding the rod through a gap in the pear and into the boy's body, before inserting the other end into a hole in the ground.
He lifted Conan up, taking the boy's weight as he stood the rod upright, pressing yet another button on his remote to raise the boy's bonds, keeping Conan secure in the air, just barely hanging on the rod. Stepping back, Saguru moved over to Kaito, gently slapping the teen who was floating on pleasurable waves of vibration from the dildo inside him.
Kaito's blue eyes flickered slowly before opening, staring at Saguru, revealing the pleasure he was feeling before his poker mask slammed back down, locking Saguru out. Saguru tisked, and licked at Kaito's lips before turning the teen's head, forcing him to face Conan as Saguru released the smaller boy's bonds, gravity sending the boy to the floor, the sharp rod that he had been gently resting on now protruding from his upper chest.
Conan gave a gurgling gasp, before his body completely slumped, life fleeing from him. Kaito gave a whimper in-spite of his wishes, staring helplessly at the small, bloody form, a tear winding it's way down his cheek.
Saguru raised Kaito's head again, frowning at the tear flowing out of blank eyes, licking Kaito's face clean of the liquid and the blood that had sprayed from Conan's body. He gently bit and kissed his way down to Kaito's lips, sucking on the lower lip for a moment before pulling away, licking his own lips as he returned to his table, picking up a bundle of incense and a lighter.
Returning to Kaito, he slipped the incense in his shirt pocket, before selecting one and lighting the end, allowing it to burn red before shaking it out and drawing the rose scented stick down Kaito's body, giving the boy gentle burns as the stick moved down, creating rose red patterns on Kaito's flesh, his tounge chasing after the incense, caressing the burnt flesh, before pulling away and allowing the incense stick to fall to the cement floor, burning merrily while Saguru slid a small knife from his waistband, tracing the tip back up the burnt lines, blood welling after the knife even though Saguru was barely applying pressure.
Saguru's tongue once more traced after the instrument, lapping at the blood hungrily, sucking on the flesh, the heat of his mouth causing spikes of pain. His lips wrapped around one of Kaito's nipples, sucking eagerly as the knife drew a daisy around the other one, the last petal finished when Saguru switched to eagerly suck on the blood coated and neglected nipple.
Once Saguru was satisfied with his oral molestation and Kaito was fighting a losing battle against his gasping moans, Saguru stood back examining his handiwork, plunging the knife hilt deep into Kaito's stomach to finish off the picture. He left the knife in Kaito's body, instead turning his attention to the dildo still inside Kaito, adjusting the vibrations before taking a seat at the table, lighting another cigarette and watching as the teen struggled on his bonds, body torn between pain and pleasure, both fighting for control of his nerves.
Saguru debated on ordering lunch for his break, settling instead for a beer from the mini-fridge behind him, opening it and pouring it into a glass, sipping as he watched Kaito as if the teenager was his favorite telly program.
It was just as Saguru was draining the last of his beer that Kaito broke, giving a loud, strangled cry, a mixture of the torment on his body, slumping heavily against his bonds, tears spilling freely from his eyes. Saguru stood, selecting a large hammer and pike from the table before returning to Kaito's side.
He set the tip of the pike against the glass dildo's base, before swinging hard with the hammer, shattering the object, causing Kaito to scream as glass shards dug into his body, blood spilling freely down his thighs.
Saguru slipped a long, thick shard from Kaito's body, licking it free of blood, humming as he moved in front of the teen, staring at him for a moment, his face blank, almost as if he was contemplating taking out the trash, rather then someone's life, before thrusting the shard into Kaito's chest, stilling his heart.