Warning: major gore warning, disturbing content ahead

Case file: #6
Name: Kōsuke Sakunami
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Occupation: Student.
Criminal background: -.
Cause of death: Stabbed 78 times.

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"I just don't get it! This is terrifying, Akaashi" Daichi said as he let out a long sigh.

"Calm down, I'm sure it's just a normal case. You two will solve it in no time" Akaashi tried calming him down, but Daichi tensed up even more.

The two of them had been skyping for a couple of hours now. Since Daichi and Suga went back to Japan, they had been working non-stop. They were currently stuck on a murder case, man found in the woods, strangled, suicide was staged. No fingerprints, no footprints, no poisoning.

Meanwhile Akaashi was enjoying seeing Bokuto happy, the other finally started working at the police station as a janitor. Akaashi recommended him as a hardworking person and he was immediately hired.

Yes, hired through connections, but Akaashi didn't care. Bokuto's schedule was great for him too. He would work a morning shift one week and a night shift anothet one, which would allow Akaashi to do whatever he wanted to do.

Akaashi was blood-thirsty again, but not like before. This time, he was craving for something more. Not just killing someone for looking at him the wrong way, he wanted his victim to look at him with fear in their eyes, he wanted the to beg for mercy they would never get.

His needs were...growing, and yet he couldn't stop himself. The thought of giving himself in made him sick, while thinking about murdering someone made him happy. The only thing Akaashi wished for was for Bokuto to never find out who he truly is and like him for who Bokuto thinks he is.

He may be a liar, but he couldn't risk losing Bokuto, he was the only one keeping him sane.

Once Daichi finally said his goodbyes, Akaashi looked the clock. 6 hours till Bokuto comes back home. He sighed as he leaned back in his chair, Akaashi had been waiting for this. Not only did he prepare, but he also "re-modeled" their basement a little bit, for "fun"...

The beep his wristwatch made indicated the start of something terrible, yet exciting (only for him). Akaashi quickly stood up and bolted downstairs heading towards the front door. No knife in his pocket this time.

The police were as always patrolling the areas, that's why Akaashi had no choice but to use his own car, he'd look suspicious if he dragged someone back to his house, wouldn't he?

However after 30 minutes of driving around, he couldn't find anyone. His nerves were getting to him and before he knew it, he had stopped by a gas station. An old one at that.

Not that Akaashi needed anything, he just wanted to cool down and continue searching with a clear head (that however was impossible). He didn't even notice how someone approached his car and knocked on the window.

"Excuse me?" He heard a voice. The guy looked pretty young, his taste..

Akaashi slowly rolled down the window and stared at him. "What?"

"Uhm, could you give me a ride? I love quite some distance from here and it's not safe to walk around this late, you know... I don't want to be killed by X" the guy laughed nervously. "Name's Sakunami by the way"

"Where exactly do you live?" Akaashi asked as he gestured Sakunami to go around the car and get in.

"Oh, on the other side of the town, my parents are gonna be pissed!" He exclaimed and laughed again. A cheerful kid, just what Akaashi needed.

"How about you just sleep over at my place, I'm kind of tired and my place is nearby" Akaashi suggested with a smile on his face.

Sakunami thought about it for a minute before nodding and giving Akaashi a warm smile. "Thank you! I'll gladly take up that offer"

Akaashia had never been so glad to stop at an old gas station without cameras and a drunk worker who was sleeping in his chair. Perfect.

"So, you live alone?" Sakunami asked as Akaashi started driving.

"... yeah, I do. It's nice" Akaashi lied, he couldn't risk anything.

"Nice! I'm only 17 so I still live with my parents. They're nosey! So what if I like to smoke weed from time to time, not like it hurts anyone but my lungs!" Sakunami chuckled, but soon his chuckle escalated as he noticed some of Akaashi's documents. One line in particular: "Akaashi Keiji, lawyer".

"Yeah, I guess so. Just don't smoke in my house" Akaashi said, his nice tone slowly fading away as they got closer to the house.

"You seem cool. Also, you're a lawyer? That's like a super hard job" Sakunami just wouldn't shut up even for a minute.

Akaashi loved silence and this was pissing him off more than it should have, but everything to satisfy his needs.

"I guess so, but I have a hobby that keeps me relaxed and happy" Akaashi said as he pulled into the driveway.

"What is it?" Sakunami asked enthusiastically before jumping out of the car and admiring Akaashi's big house.

"I'll show you inside" Akaashi sighed. As he got closer to the door, he noticed how Sakunami followed his movements. Weird.

Once the door was unlocked, Sakunami practically ran in and admired the interior, he seemed to like this house, not for long though.

"Wow, I live in a two room apartment, this is so awesome!" He yelled in excitement.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat something and then I'll show you what I do as a hobby. I even re-modeled my basement for it" Akaashi smiled. There it was again, his dark dark eyes.

"I'm starving!" The other jumped around like a little kid. Good thing Akaashi had some pizza left, he let Sakunami eat it all.

Finally, the time came.

Sakunami walked over to the newly installed soundproof black door. His fingers twitched in excitement. Meanwhile Akaashi was there to ruin the fun, before Sakunami could even touch the handle, he struck him in the head with a rolling pin. He watched as Sakunami dropped immediately, unconscious.

Akaashi smiled to himself as he took the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the heavy door, he then threw Sakunami over his shoulder and walked downstairs. The walls were soundproof, the window was soundproof. Perfect for torture.

He placed Sakunami on a special bed with cuffs and ran to close and lock the door from inside. A wave of excitement washed over him as he cuffed Sakunami's arms, legs, torso and neck to the bed.

Sakunami's skin was awfully soft and fair, his hair was also soft. In general, he looked adorable. Akaashi took out his wallet and looked at his ID. He really was 17.

Heartbroken parents, panic around the city... the idea seemed thrilling.

Akaashi carefully took off Sakunami's shirt, exposing his chest. He then went to his "tool table" where his beloved knife was placed, but before he could clean all the tools again, Sakunami woke up.

"What?! What is happening?!" Sakunami panicked as he looked around. He noticed Akaashi wearing one of those aprons that butchers wear. "What are you doing to me?!"

"I feel so sorry for you. You asked me for help to avoid X, without realizing that you fell right into X's hands." Akaashi picked up his knife and turned to him. "Congrats, you're the first one here"

Sakunami's eyes widened as the realization hit him. He started screaming at the top of his lungs, unfortunately, everything was soundproof. No one could hear him unless they pressed a stethoscope against the basement door, even so it was highly unlikely.

"Keep screaming, no one is gonna hear you anyway" Akaashi laughed and walked closer to him. He dragged his fingers across Sakunami's pale stomach, imagining how satisfying it will be to leave cuts on his milky skin.

Akaashi pressed a knife against it slowly and softly, soft enough to not cut the skin. A couple of tears rolled down Sakunami's cheeks as his voice got quieter and mkrer shaky.

"P-please... don't, I-I'm begging y-you..." he whispered, his heartbeat increasing every second.

"You know, this is my first time killing someone like this. Usually I would cover up the mouth and stab the victim, but having them beg for mercy is just so.... nice and quite arousing" Akaashi said before smiling at Sakunami and pressing his knife down harder, creating a small cut on his skin.

A couple of drops of blood seeped out as Sakunami clenched his teeth. "Please, just let me go. I'll keep this a secret, I want to live" he managed to say through sobs.

"No. I don't care if you want to live. I want to feel alive" Akaashi stared at him with his lifeless eyes. Without any warning he jammed the knife into his thigh, Sakunami screamed loudly making Akaashi feel even more euphoric.

"That's it. Scream for me, will you?" Akaashi gave Sakunami a sinister smile and slowly took the knife out, but not for long. He then aimed for another leg of Sakunami's, Akaashi didn't spare a second.

However, he wanted to hurt him more and stabbing his thighs wasn't all that great, so he moved on to his arms. More specifically, his palms. Akaashi held his hand, making sure he doesn't clench it into a fist, he wouldn't want to hurt his fingers, would he?

Sakunami kept on trying to break out, but to no avail. He kept on screaming, apologizing, begging for forgiveness, but little did he know it only fueled Akaashi more. As Akaashi slowly pushed his knife through Sakunami's palm, the other let out a high-pitch scream. It made Akaashi shiver with satisfaction.

Once one palm was done, he moved to his other one, once again doing the same thing, however this time when the knife was halfway through his soft palm, Akaashi twisted it slightly, Sakunami's toes curled up as he screamed in agony, hoping that someone will hear him and save him from this nightmare.

"Sakunami, dear, it's so fun, isn't it?" Akaashi asked he wiped the blood from the knife onto his apron. He then touched his chest again with his bloody hand, tracing down to his belly button.

"Say, honey, what would happen if I hurt you in a place you never would want to be hurt in?" Akaashi asked in a calm manner.

"Please, no, please" Sakunami choked out.

"Hmm, let's check, shall we?" Akaashi moved his hand too quickly for Sakunami to realize and went straight for his crotch area. The pain was too much for Sakunami, the boy fainted after a couple of seconds in shock.

Akaashi sighed in disappointment. He only got to play for around an hour and a half. Well, nothing was going to stop him and since Sakunami made him angry by passing out, he might aswell take out his anger on him.

One after another, Akaashi kept on stabbing him, letting the blood spill everywhere on the floor. The horrific view didn't  make him even a little bit sick.

After about 30 minutes of letting his anger out, he tore off his apron and dragged Sakunami's body up the stairs. He needed to discard it and then wash the basement floor. Good thing he installed a hose down there.

The body was left to rot near the old gas station where they met. This time Akaashi was a bit more bold, he left an X on Sakunami's cute face.

Bokuto was coming back soon, so he should clean up and prepare something to eat. He has to keep up the facade after all.

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"Why don't you update this fanfic?" Is a question that I get asked very often.

Let me tell you why: in order for me to write this I need to go to a really dark place in my head. A place I kept hidden for years. I have a lot of problems, the biggest one is me being a sociopath.

This fanfic brings out the worst in me and I can't put everything in my head into words in one sitting. It takes time and focus, a lot of pauses and something that helps me put my attention somewhere else.

Hope you guys understand and stop asking me to update this faster.

Anyway it's gonna get worse from here on
Word count: 2093
-hatari