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Lacrimosa	By : Ayamuri Category: +A through F > DRAMAtical Murder Views: 1284 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Warnings: Incest and sexual graphicness, abuse, strong language
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I wasn’t a stranger to receiving unusual calls while at the shop, especially before I found out about my ability to persuade others with my voice. Even with that being the case, I will never forget the day I received the cryptic call from the hospital.
“Hello, I’m calling from Midorijima General Hospital regarding your brother.”
The hands I had poised over the computer keyboard froze and unconsciously I stopped breathing.
“He was recently transferred here from a previous hospital overseas. His condition is severe but stable and he’s barely woken in the three days he’s been here. However, he is able to have visitors and I’m sure he’d be happy to see his brother again.”
I don’t have a brother, he died, I wanted to tell the person. I had used Scrap on him to grant his final wish for death, for freedom from the nightmare life he’d been forced into. Whoever was calling had a very sick sense of humor.
I exhaled a shaky breath but otherwise remained silent. Perhaps something about my quietness gave away my distress as the other person then asked:
“I am speaking with Seragaki Aoba, correct?”
“…Yes?” I answered, not masking my suspicions.
“Ah, good! The visiting hours are from 8 AM to 7 PM each day. Please come at your earliest convenience. Well then, please take care.” The call ended but I took my time hanging up the phone.
Over the next few days, I warred with indecision over actually going to the hospital. Sei was dead. I knew that as I was the one who—
Killed him.
—Released him. I watched my brother die right in front of my eyes. Someone had to be pulling a joke. Or it was another trap. So few people even knew I had a brother. What if that call had come from someone working for Toue? Toue himself had only disappeared after the events at Oval Tower. However, with international police forces searching for him, he’d be extremely brazen to try to pull another stunt like with Platinum Jail. It’s also possible that Sei simply gave the hospital my name.
In the end, curiosity won out. If it really was Sei, then he needed my help. Even if it was a trap, I couldn’t let that fear keep me from checking to see if my brother really was there.
At the reception desk for the hospital, I gave the name Sei Seragaki, half expecting the search to turn up with no results. Instead, I was informed that a patient by that name was available and was on the fourth floor. The elevator ride up was all too short and before long, I found myself standing in front of the room number I’d been given.
I gave one deep breath to calm my nerves and slid open the door.
There were actually two people in the room. One was a nurse, who was checking a clipboard at the foot of the bed. The second person had been positioned in a reclining posture on the bed but was masked by crisscrossing bandages across their face and body. The nurse looked up and smiled and the person on the bed looked to me curiously.
Still tense and ready for any attack that might’ve been in store, I told the nurse, “I’m Aoba Seragaki. I’m here to visit my…brother.”
She completely missed my hesitancy and immediately gasped in surprise. “What great timing! His bandages come off today. Sei-chan, isn’t that wonderful? Your brother is here to visit you and you’ll be able to see each other properly!”
The other person stared back at me but otherwise showed no other reaction. Unsure what to do with myself, I sat in a chair beside the bed, waiting for the nurse as she began to remove the bandages. My fists were clenched so tight, they had begun to lose all feeling but I was too anxious to stretch them.
Near the final moments before the full unveiling, I closed my eyes. I wasn’t running away from the situation but needed to gather myself to prepare for what I was going to see. Like before, the what if’s almost consumed my thoughts with all the possibilities until I heard the nurse call out “All done!” which brought me back to the present.
I slowly opened my eyes.
The person blinked back before a small, hesitant smile creased their face.
Yeah, that was him. I had only seen him a small number of times but I couldn’t mistake that gentle expression, the paleness and frailty. Even now, he looked as though the slightest wind would break him.
“…Sei.”
I barely noticed when the nurse bowed goodbye to us and excused herself. Even though we were now alone, I was at a loss of words to say. Instead, Sei took the initiative.
“Hello, Aoba. Never did I think we would meet again,” he said, still giving his small smile. Sei’s smile reached to his eyes, giving them a certain vibrancy that eased the tension out of me.
Idly, I was reminded that Sei was able to control people with those eyes but as siblings, I would know instantly if he were using it on me. Besides, while I didn’t really know him well, I felt that Sei probably never wanted to use his power in the first place, kind of like me. I hadn’t used Scrap ever since the Platinum Jail events.
I reached out a hand and placed it gently on his but instead, he turned it over and gripped my fingers in a tight grasp. Feeling a little more encouraged, I asked, “How’d you get here? Have you been in the hospital the whole time?”
“No,” he said slowly, his eyes going slightly vacant as he thought about it. “Shortly after the tower’s collapse, I was semi-conscious and aware of things around me. Someone found my body.” He stopped and looked down at our clasped hands, rubbing his thumb over mine. “I can’t say for certain, but…I think it might’ve been Virus and Trip.”
Immediately I jerked away, feeling slightly bad about it as Sei’s eyes stared at me with concern. Of all the people that could’ve found him…why them? After confessing that they were the real leaders behind Morphine, they’d also confessed to playing a part in taking care of Sei. It wasn’t out of any obligation to Toue but simply because they found him (and I) interesting.
Sei saw my face and must’ve understood what I was feeling. He didn’t try to take my hand again but instead, folded his together in his lap. “Admittedly, those two have always made me a little uneasy,” he said, the closest admission he’d ever given to saying he might not have liked someone. “But I should be thankful that they did help to take care of me. They always seemed to know when I’d reached my limit for the day with the experiments and sometimes they’d keep me company by talking to me about what they’d been doing.”
A rude snort tore itself from my throat. “So that means I should fall on my knees and thank them as your savior?” I snapped. Sei amazingly didn’t flinch and continued to stare. “They’re con-artists. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was an ulterior motive as to why they brought you here and why they informed me you were still alive.”
“Maybe,” Sei conceded, nodding slowly. “But…even if we don’t know why, they still did it. For that…we must be thankful.”
I clicked my teeth and looked away for a moment. A thank you to Virus and Trip? My stomach soured just at the thought of it. At one point, I had naively thought of them as my friends. Friends with the yakuza. I honestly had thought for the most part that they weren’t that bad. But…Koujaku would always laugh at me and say “That’s an oxymoron; there’s no such thing as good yakuza.” I guess I have no one but myself to blame for allowing them so close.
And even if they had more personal reasons for saving Sei, he was here and in relatively good condition. They had mentioned to me that they found our powers interesting; they could’ve secreted Sei away with them, probably never to be seen again.
Yet they hadn’t.
The emotions conflicted inside me but in the end, there was no other way to look at it. I was indebted to them. Talk about a bitter pill to swallow.
Sei had been watching me the entire time and must’ve known when I had reached my conclusion as he smiled softly again. “What’s most important is the present. Aoba, I never thought that we’d see each other again. After I had asked that you use your power on me, I thought that was our final moment together. Your Scrap…failed. And yet, I couldn’t be happier.”
Oh, right. As sick as this may sound, the back of my mind did wonder why Sei was still alive. I’d spent months being tormented over my actions, justifying it by saying that it was what Sei had wanted but always wondering if there could’ve been another way. I suppose that small indecision came through when I used Scrap and I didn’t do it properly.
Previously, a failed Scrap attempt resulted in breaking someone’s mind. Perhaps Sei survived because his ability countered mine? His ability to separate his conscious into separate beings. Then was I speaking to all of Sei now or just a fraction or—
Out of my bag, Ren freed his head and interrupted me. “Aoba.”
I smiled ruefully and scratched his head. I figured I already knew what he was going to say. Something about if the average human male mind was at one-hundred, my mind in comparison…yada yada. I’d heard it before. I took a deep breath and let the issue go. Who cared why the Scrap failed? It did and Sei was here. He was right; I needed to appreciate the present.
Speaking of which, Sei almost childishly held out his arms suddenly and at first, I thought he wanted a hug. Maybe he did, but he wasn’t looking at me but instead at Ren. Usually Ren hated it when other people cuddled him (probably because most people, like Clear, cuddled him too hard or would fluff his fur ridiculously), but this time, he willingly climbed out and onto the bed, nestling in Sei’s lap.
We spent the rest of the afternoon and into the evening talking, primarily me doing the talking and explaining all the new things that Sei would finally have a chance to experience. At one point, I called Granny to tell her about Sei. She had sighed sadly when I had first told her months ago about Sei’s passing. Now, I was shocked to hear her stifle a cry. As if we had all been waiting on it, a tear fell from Sei’s eye and unable to hold back, I cried too.
Yes, it was kinda embarrassing. Before leaving, I did hug him and informed him that Granny and I would work to get the house ready for his homecoming. I offered to leave Ren for him for company but he insisted I take him with me as he was my Allmate. Maybe we could go shopping and get one for Sei…
Stepping outside into the cool night air, I felt as though I might’ve been seeing Midorijima for the first time, looking at it from the way that my brother would see it. There were still a lot of unknowns in the future but I resolved myself that we’d get through it together.
Never again would we be separated.

Warnings: Incest and sexual graphicness, abuse, strong language
~.~.~
I wasn’t a stranger to receiving unusual calls while at the shop, especially before I found out about my ability to persuade others with my voice. Even with that being the case, I will never forget the day I received the cryptic call from the hospital.
“Hello, I’m calling from Midorijima General Hospital regarding your brother.”
The hands I had poised over the computer keyboard froze and unconsciously I stopped breathing.
“He was recently transferred here from a previous hospital overseas. His condition is severe but stable and he’s barely woken in the three days he’s been here. However, he is able to have visitors and I’m sure he’d be happy to see his brother again.”
I don’t have a brother, he died, I wanted to tell the person. I had used Scrap on him to grant his final wish for death, for freedom from the nightmare life he’d been forced into. Whoever was calling had a very sick sense of humor.
I exhaled a shaky breath but otherwise remained silent. Perhaps something about my quietness gave away my distress as the other person then asked:
“I am speaking with Seragaki Aoba, correct?”
“…Yes?” I answered, not masking my suspicions.
“Ah, good! The visiting hours are from 8 AM to 7 PM each day. Please come at your earliest convenience. Well then, please take care.” The call ended but I took my time hanging up the phone.
Over the next few days, I warred with indecision over actually going to the hospital. Sei was dead. I knew that as I was the one who—
Killed him.
—Released him. I watched my brother die right in front of my eyes. Someone had to be pulling a joke. Or it was another trap. So few people even knew I had a brother. What if that call had come from someone working for Toue? Toue himself had only disappeared after the events at Oval Tower. However, with international police forces searching for him, he’d be extremely brazen to try to pull another stunt like with Platinum Jail. It’s also possible that Sei simply gave the hospital my name.
In the end, curiosity won out. If it really was Sei, then he needed my help. Even if it was a trap, I couldn’t let that fear keep me from checking to see if my brother really was there.
At the reception desk for the hospital, I gave the name Sei Seragaki, half expecting the search to turn up with no results. Instead, I was informed that a patient by that name was available and was on the fourth floor. The elevator ride up was all too short and before long, I found myself standing in front of the room number I’d been given.
I gave one deep breath to calm my nerves and slid open the door.
There were actually two people in the room. One was a nurse, who was checking a clipboard at the foot of the bed. The second person had been positioned in a reclining posture on the bed but was masked by crisscrossing bandages across their face and body. The nurse looked up and smiled and the person on the bed looked to me curiously.
Still tense and ready for any attack that might’ve been in store, I told the nurse, “I’m Aoba Seragaki. I’m here to visit my…brother.”
She completely missed my hesitancy and immediately gasped in surprise. “What great timing! His bandages come off today. Sei-chan, isn’t that wonderful? Your brother is here to visit you and you’ll be able to see each other properly!”
The other person stared back at me but otherwise showed no other reaction. Unsure what to do with myself, I sat in a chair beside the bed, waiting for the nurse as she began to remove the bandages. My fists were clenched so tight, they had begun to lose all feeling but I was too anxious to stretch them.
Near the final moments before the full unveiling, I closed my eyes. I wasn’t running away from the situation but needed to gather myself to prepare for what I was going to see. Like before, the what if’s almost consumed my thoughts with all the possibilities until I heard the nurse call out “All done!” which brought me back to the present.
I slowly opened my eyes.
The person blinked back before a small, hesitant smile creased their face.
Yeah, that was him. I had only seen him a small number of times but I couldn’t mistake that gentle expression, the paleness and frailty. Even now, he looked as though the slightest wind would break him.
“…Sei.”
I barely noticed when the nurse bowed goodbye to us and excused herself. Even though we were now alone, I was at a loss of words to say. Instead, Sei took the initiative.
“Hello, Aoba. Never did I think we would meet again,” he said, still giving his small smile. Sei’s smile reached to his eyes, giving them a certain vibrancy that eased the tension out of me.
Idly, I was reminded that Sei was able to control people with those eyes but as siblings, I would know instantly if he were using it on me. Besides, while I didn’t really know him well, I felt that Sei probably never wanted to use his power in the first place, kind of like me. I hadn’t used Scrap ever since the Platinum Jail events.
I reached out a hand and placed it gently on his but instead, he turned it over and gripped my fingers in a tight grasp. Feeling a little more encouraged, I asked, “How’d you get here? Have you been in the hospital the whole time?”
“No,” he said slowly, his eyes going slightly vacant as he thought about it. “Shortly after the tower’s collapse, I was semi-conscious and aware of things around me. Someone found my body.” He stopped and looked down at our clasped hands, rubbing his thumb over mine. “I can’t say for certain, but…I think it might’ve been Virus and Trip.”
Immediately I jerked away, feeling slightly bad about it as Sei’s eyes stared at me with concern. Of all the people that could’ve found him…why them? After confessing that they were the real leaders behind Morphine, they’d also confessed to playing a part in taking care of Sei. It wasn’t out of any obligation to Toue but simply because they found him (and I) interesting.
Sei saw my face and must’ve understood what I was feeling. He didn’t try to take my hand again but instead, folded his together in his lap. “Admittedly, those two have always made me a little uneasy,” he said, the closest admission he’d ever given to saying he might not have liked someone. “But I should be thankful that they did help to take care of me. They always seemed to know when I’d reached my limit for the day with the experiments and sometimes they’d keep me company by talking to me about what they’d been doing.”
A rude snort tore itself from my throat. “So that means I should fall on my knees and thank them as your savior?” I snapped. Sei amazingly didn’t flinch and continued to stare. “They’re con-artists. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was an ulterior motive as to why they brought you here and why they informed me you were still alive.”
“Maybe,” Sei conceded, nodding slowly. “But…even if we don’t know why, they still did it. For that…we must be thankful.”
I clicked my teeth and looked away for a moment. A thank you to Virus and Trip? My stomach soured just at the thought of it. At one point, I had naively thought of them as my friends. Friends with the yakuza. I honestly had thought for the most part that they weren’t that bad. But…Koujaku would always laugh at me and say “That’s an oxymoron; there’s no such thing as good yakuza.” I guess I have no one but myself to blame for allowing them so close.
And even if they had more personal reasons for saving Sei, he was here and in relatively good condition. They had mentioned to me that they found our powers interesting; they could’ve secreted Sei away with them, probably never to be seen again.
Yet they hadn’t.
The emotions conflicted inside me but in the end, there was no other way to look at it. I was indebted to them. Talk about a bitter pill to swallow.
Sei had been watching me the entire time and must’ve known when I had reached my conclusion as he smiled softly again. “What’s most important is the present. Aoba, I never thought that we’d see each other again. After I had asked that you use your power on me, I thought that was our final moment together. Your Scrap…failed. And yet, I couldn’t be happier.”
Oh, right. As sick as this may sound, the back of my mind did wonder why Sei was still alive. I’d spent months being tormented over my actions, justifying it by saying that it was what Sei had wanted but always wondering if there could’ve been another way. I suppose that small indecision came through when I used Scrap and I didn’t do it properly.
Previously, a failed Scrap attempt resulted in breaking someone’s mind. Perhaps Sei survived because his ability countered mine? His ability to separate his conscious into separate beings. Then was I speaking to all of Sei now or just a fraction or—
Out of my bag, Ren freed his head and interrupted me. “Aoba.”
I smiled ruefully and scratched his head. I figured I already knew what he was going to say. Something about if the average human male mind was at one-hundred, my mind in comparison…yada yada. I’d heard it before. I took a deep breath and let the issue go. Who cared why the Scrap failed? It did and Sei was here. He was right; I needed to appreciate the present.
Speaking of which, Sei almost childishly held out his arms suddenly and at first, I thought he wanted a hug. Maybe he did, but he wasn’t looking at me but instead at Ren. Usually Ren hated it when other people cuddled him (probably because most people, like Clear, cuddled him too hard or would fluff his fur ridiculously), but this time, he willingly climbed out and onto the bed, nestling in Sei’s lap.
We spent the rest of the afternoon and into the evening talking, primarily me doing the talking and explaining all the new things that Sei would finally have a chance to experience. At one point, I called Granny to tell her about Sei. She had sighed sadly when I had first told her months ago about Sei’s passing. Now, I was shocked to hear her stifle a cry. As if we had all been waiting on it, a tear fell from Sei’s eye and unable to hold back, I cried too.
Yes, it was kinda embarrassing. Before leaving, I did hug him and informed him that Granny and I would work to get the house ready for his homecoming. I offered to leave Ren for him for company but he insisted I take him with me as he was my Allmate. Maybe we could go shopping and get one for Sei…
Stepping outside into the cool night air, I felt as though I might’ve been seeing Midorijima for the first time, looking at it from the way that my brother would see it. There were still a lot of unknowns in the future but I resolved myself that we’d get through it together.
Never again would we be separated.
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