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| Current music: | Siam Shade - Life |
Helpless
Things have been going down the drain since our last mission in Kyoto.
Hijiri and I came home and rested for a few days before going back to work. Hisoka and Tsuzuki got back safely from America. Hijiri started complaining about horrible headaches about a week ago, so he asked for something and I gave him some aspirin. Or, at least what I thought was aspirin. It turned his hair the color of Hisoka's ;;;. They looked like twins. And it didn't clear up his headaches any. He went out into the office and I followed him, and I saw him kiss Hisoka ;;;;;;;. I don't know what happened, but it apparently wasn't serious, except for the fact that Hisoka knocked him out cold.
A little while after that, while Hijiri was resting, Tatsumi came to us, and told me that I was needed in Kyoto to inspect one of Muraki's abandoned labs... that's not all we found there. The place Tatsumi had us set up in was an old boys' home. The same one I was placed in after my mother died. But we went to investigate and split up, which I later found, was unwise. I checked Muraki's lab, but found little. I was heading to find Hijiri when I saw Muraki himself and followed him. I hid outside his apartment but apparently, he knew I was there. He invited me in for some tea, or, should I say, demanded that I come in. There, he presented me with a business proposition, which was to work for him. I decline, until he showed me that Hijiri captured and... rather strung up like a puppet...
He threatened to hurt Hijiri... so I gave in...
He locked me down in this cold room filled with harsh lights without food or water.... there was a body there... he wanted me to bring to life... it was Tsuzuki's....
I could hear Hijiri's screams from upstairs... I can't stop hearing them. They still ring in my ears, tearing at my mind and heart......
I tried to sabotage it... but he found out... and he... he... gutted Hijiri.... right in front of me... I scrambled to give Hijiri a healing potion... I think that it did some good... Later.... I sent a message bird to Tatsumi telling him that we had encountered Muraki, but I didn't get to write much more than that. Muraki found out about that too... he came downstairs.... and shoved a hot poker throught my shoulder.... and told one of his men to keep an eye on me...
I finally finished it... and he seemed pleased. He said that I could go... and I went to get Hijiri... to get him away from that horrible place and somewhere safe..... Muraki came back in and pushed me out the window, snatching Hijiri from my grasp.... It still feels like the back of my head is open, the warm matter from inside splattered on the ground around me.... It feels disusting... even now, when it's patched up.... I hated for Tsuzuki, Hisoka, and Tatsumi to see me like that... helpless and bloody on the hot cement.
I'm not sure what happened after that... I woke up in the infirmary in the Meifu... Wakaba was healing Hijiri and me... I had to guide Hijiri back... he... he almost died... but he made it back.... just barely......
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He and I are on sick leave now.... I couldn't protect him from Muraki.... I couldn't protect him... I'm trying to make it up to him by doing whatever I can.... I still haven't gotten much sleep. I didn't get any until I was in the infirmary.... I don't care though... taking care of Hijiri is much more important.
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