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The Case of Kuruma Taiki	By : hiryu Category: +S through Z > Vampire the Masquerade Views: 1340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Bonding
- 2-The Dance of the Centipede
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Warning: Cruelty, torture and references to serial murder. Don't like it, don't read it.
If you want a disclaimer, you can go back to the first chapter.

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THE CASE OF KURUMA TAIKI

uncut version
by Hiryu Kaga
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THE DANCE OF THE CENTIPEDE

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A typical evening in Akihabara. The rain was falling steadily, distorting the neon lights of the crowded street. Shops full of people, arcades, irritably buzzing DDR machines. More or less legal businesses made in the skyscrapers.

Kanda had always been in contrast to Akihabara, like Yin to Yang. A peaceful district full of peaceful people. Even the cops living here spent their evenings with their families, starting 10 PM sharp. Like the guy he was waiting for.
A car stopped in front of the house. Tai slowly emerged from the tree's shadow.
- Hoshina.

The man looked around nervously and Tai suppressed a sigh. His old friend... partner... had lost something since the old days. Not the same reflexes, the sharpness that the policeman used to have.
- Over here.

The cop finally noticed him.
- Excuse me, do I... - he stopped, bug-eyed, when he saw Tai's face in the lamplight.
- Surprise, man.
- You... - Hoshina stammered out, stepping back. - But you...

A grim smile.
- Technically, yes... I'm quite dead. But you know what they say of tragically deceased...
Of course he knew. Hoshina was edokko, his family had lived here for centuries. All Kanda inhabitants knew the old traditions, all knew of the hungry dead.

As the cop took another step backwards, his hand moved under his jacket.
- It's okay... - the vampire's smile faded a little. - I'm not here to hurt you, so don't pull that gun on me. Why should I do anything to you? I need your help. I'm sure you know why I'm still around...
The policeman let his hands fall at his sides, unarmed.
- The investigation... it froze after you died - he choked. - They took it away from me. They didn't even press charges against him, he said it was self-defense. They didn't have enough evidence, and no witnesses.
- No problem... I'll take care of him myself. I already know he was the one responsible... And he didn't expect me to come back for him. If you help me, I'll be able to leave this life behind.

Silence.

The vampire sighed and turned away.
- Wait. I'll... I'll help you. What do you want me to do, Kuruma?

Kuruma. A name he had abandoned. He used it only when he necessarily he needed it.
To live a thousand lives, each one more beautiful than the other. Ichichiyo, A Thousand Genarations, A Thousand Beautiful Lives.
He scowled. Before he starts playing with lives, he has to finish this one. And that depended on just one more thing...

His old contacts allowed him to follow the bastard's every move. It seems the tin men were useful after all. They couldn't charge the degenerate with anything, but there was one witness that could take care of him better than a strike squad.
A tall, handsome man, about fourty years old, dressed in a perfectly fitting suit, walked out of the building and into the car. Tai followed.

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Ashino groaned. He felt like somebody had rung a church bell with his head in it. Oh man, what a night. He didn't recall drinking that much, but since he was so tangled up in his bedsheet, the last memory on his mind that of a shower, he came to conclusion that he must have crashed out.
No, wait a second. He hadn't drunk a drop. The sheet was definitely too tight around him, and he was sitting upright... He opened his eyes carefully. All he saw was his room, although in a bit of disarray. It was dark.

- Hi, Koichi. Been a while... - a male voice came from behind Ashino, startling him. He tried to turn his head, but only succeeded in falling to the floor. Along with the chair he was tied to.
- Ow, that must have hurt. But don't worry... this is nothing compared to what you're in for...
- W-who are you?! - despite his situation, the businessman still tried to sound like he could do anything.
- You'll know soon enough - the voice had an edge to it, but at the same time seemed to be amused. As if its owner had some satisfaction in having him tied up and helpless. Ashino knew the feeling very well, but had never expected to be the helpless one. The man responsible only confirmed his worries. - So, how does it feel to be on the receiving end, huh?

A bead of cold sweat trickled down the businessman's forehead. This guy knew. Nobody was supposed to know, but he did. Suddenly he was lifted along with the chair, back into the upright position. The other man circled him and suddenly leaned down, his face inches from Ashino's. His face was covered, the only visible feature were the dark blue eyes. Ashino could see a kind of satisfaction in them, coupled with cold anger.
Suddenly he felt a stinging pain and something warm trickled down his chest. He looked down at the slice along his collarbone and screamed. The eyes narrowed, and their owner uncovered his mouth. He ran a finger across the wound and licked off the blood.
- Bitter. See, even your blood gives you away. Ever wondered how these girls felt when you skinned them? I won't mention the rape... - his blade carved another wound along the other collar bone. Ashino screamed again. - Whien all you want. If I recall correctly, this room is soundproof. Were you preparing for something, hmmm? Tell me, Koichi - the blade carved "PIG" on his chest - were you preparing to kill again? I promise I'll end it quickly if you behave.

Ashino cried out again as the knife slowly cleaved down his abdomen.
- Please! Anything! Just stop!!!
The knife stayed its course, but remained pressed against his skin.
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- Enlighten me.
- I... I found this girl. It was going to be the last one, really!
- The last one? - his tormentor's eyes narrowed. - Don't you see, Koichi? There should never have been the last one. Or the first one, for that matter... - the knife continued its way down, despite the victim's pleas. It reached the line of pubic hair, and then moved quickly towards the face.
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- So, what did you do to the first one? Cut up her face into little ribbons, if I remember correctly - the blade touched lightly the terrified man's cheek. He swallowed loudly.
- What kind of a devil are you?... - he whispered.
- Oh, cut the drama! - the eyes twinkled with a twisted sense of humor. - No, wait... You're right! I am a devil. In a way. Not that it will matter much when I'm done with you - the voice became a low growl. The blade bit into the flesh, once, twice, five times, a scream punctuating each slice.

- The second one had her tongue cut out. Let me put a little twist to it... - his fingers grabbed the man's tongue, pulling it out painfully and holding it pinned to the chin. - It will hurt more if you try to move it.
He recounted every murder the man had committed, both in words and on his skin. Finally he moved away from the mangled figure on the chair. The ropes were already cut off, and the body sat there out of pure inertia. Ashino simply had no more strength to fight back.

- Wow, you're a durable one. But it seems you're a little tired after our party... Well, this should give you a push in the right direction. Remember that last kill of yours?
No response, except for ragged, almost imperceptible breathing. Not even a whimper.

- Let me refresh your memory... It wasn't planned. You killed a cop who broke into your apartment to arrest you.
A slight twitch assured him that the words reached home. The "devil"'s eyes flashed with satisfaction.
- Remember now? You stabbed the guy five times; needlessly, really. The first hit went through the heart, he was dead before you were done with him. They had you released, decided you were not guilty, and it all went on the poor copper's record. "Self defense", right? - he growled and uncovered his face completely. Ashino raised his battered, cut up head and shrieked at the sight of his last victim.

Yes, it certainly got him moving. Straight to hell.

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The next day, all morning news services repeated the same report.
Ashino Koichi, a respected businessman, was found dead in his apartment. Although some years earlier he had been interrogated as a suspect in a case of serial manslaughter, is death had only served to prove his innocence.
He was killed in the same brutal and grotesque way, as the victims in the aforementioned case. Surprisingly, accounting for the man's age and lifestyle, the main cause of death seemed to be a heart failure. It was as if he died from the pain, or perhaps fear.

A certain young man smiled that morning, turning off the TV. That was quite Tiger-esque; perhaps his underling had made a mistake becoming a Whisper.
- Tanaka? If Ichichiyo shows up, send him straight to me.
Still, Ozaki Jr. doubted if he would ever see Ichichiyo Tai again... The Dance of the Wise Centipede had finally started that night.

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A/N: Well, the bastard had it coming. Raping and murdering schoolgirls is not something you can get away with, even if there are no witnesses left alive...
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