A/N: Akechi-centric ones will be [a twisted playhouse]. I have mixed feelings on Pancake Boy.
[a twisted playhouse]
He watched the headlines roll, death toll rising by the hour as more and more remains were pulled out of the wreckage. It was terrible, really- the passersby around him would gasp and murmur quietly as they took in the news, flashing for all the world to see on the large monitors displayed above the crossing. So many dead, just because of one man's sudden actions.
A psychotic breakdown, the reporters called it.
Akechi smiled inside, lips curling deliciously upwards. Every new body found was just another stepping stone for his own justice.
