A/NGore warning!!!

"Call me after you finish work, I'll make something to eat" Akaashi said, smiling. He was leaning against a doorframe, watching Bokuto get ready for work.

"Huh? Won't you be sleeping?" Bokuto wondered, it would be unusual for Akaashi to stay up whole night.

"I have some work to do, so don't worry and call me" Akaashi said reassuringly, his tone as sweet and smooth as ever. Bokuto couldn't help but blush as he noticed Akaashi's eyes following his every move.

"Hey.. I was wondering.." Bokuto started saying, words as always got trapped in his mouth.

"What is it?" Akaashi walked closer to Bokuto. He gently fixed the hair that had fallen on Bokuto's forehead. "You need to dye your hair again. Your black roots are showing"

"Huh, oh yeah I do.." Bokuto gathered up courage and stared right into Akaashi's eyes. "Do you want to go out somewhere on the weekend? You know, have some fun together.."

"I'd love to.." Akaashi smiled at Bokuto. The other felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest any moment now. After all these years, he finally managed to ask Akaashi out. Well, not exactly, he didn't specify it as a date, but it was still a date in his head.

"Alright! Settled! Hooray! I have work!" Bokuto exclaimed completely unnaturally before speeding off to the bathroom and proceeding to wash his face with ice cold water. He really did feel that he acted like an idiot sometimes.

After an unusually long time spent in the bathroom, Bokuto finally came out. He quickly got ready, he had no time to waste. Every second he spent near Akaashi made him blush harder and harder. The other didn't even have time to say goodbye, Bokuto just left after murmuring a quick "goodbye sweetie", then cursing and running off.

Honestly, Akaashi found that cute. However, the moment the door closed Akaashi's innocent smile turned into an evil smirk. His palms started itching at the very thought of descending down into the basement. With heavy steps he slowly went down the stairs, his eyes were greeted by a pleasurable view of a young male strapped to a table, wounds and burns all over their body. Yet, he was still breathing. What a nice thing to see, right?

"Alright, Hinata, this is night four. I hope you're ready.." Akaashi said as he picked up his gloves, putting them on over his weirdly slim and bone-y hands.

"..." no voice or even a slightest sound followed Akaashi's words, but he wasn't surprised. As he walked closer to Hinata, he inspected the wounds from the previous night. Akaashi himself sewed them up just so Hinata doesn't bleed out and die on him. That would be unfortunate, right?

Hinata's breathing would stop everytime Akaashi would get closer or pick up something from that god forbidden tool table. And yet he stayed with his eyes closed, not saying a word, his heart beat was way too fast, so fast in fact that he could feel a heart attack coming.

"You know, before becoming a lawyer, I also wanted to be a doctor. Now that I think about it, I would have been a terrible one. I mean, all of my patients would have died" Akaashi said calmly, reminiscing on his old dream. "Nevertheless, I took a human biology course along side psychology. I learned many things there..."

Hinata had an urge to open his eyes, just to see what Akaashi was doing. After all, he had been standing next to him for a few minutes now, but hadn't hurt Hinata yet. Just as he was about to peek, a sharp pain went through his body. More importantly, it was all situated in his stomach area.

Purely out of pain Hinata's eyes shot open, he could see blood leaking on the metal table and slowly going down the drain. Akaashi stared at the cut on Hinata's stomach, grinning at the sight of red blood gushing out of it. Surely, he could also see some sort of internal organ, but perhaps it was just his imagination.

At this point, while the pain was unbearable, Hinata thought "I've been through worse". And it's true. Akaashi burned parts of his skin, cut him just to sew him up again, cut off all circulation to his feet, so he couldn't escape even if Akaashi let him to. He was cold, exhausted, hungry and in so much pain..

"You know, today I'll give you some pain killers. I have a friend at a hospital who gave me some extra strong ones.." while at first this sounded nice, Hinata was soon bombarded with reality.

Akaashi was going to do something extra bad to him.

Before he could say anything, Akaashi shoved a tube in his mouth. "Drink" he murmured before pumping water. A little bit of salvation before sending Hinata to hell, isn't it?

After getting a few sips of water himself, Akaashi removed the tube from Hinata's mouth. In careful manner, he proceeded to wash his face and neck. In the mean time, Hinata didn't say a word. It's not like he couldn't, he was too scared of the consequences. Once he finished that, Akaashi adjusted the metal table's legs, lowering one half so that there's nothing in his way.

"Say, Hinata, you're awfully quiet. After all those tantrums yesterday I figured you'd be more talkative" Akaashi chuckled only to be greeted by silence once again. "Very well then"

Akaashi made sure there was no air in the needle before giving Hinata the long awaited morphine dose, big enough to ease his pain, but small enough to work for a long period of time. An hour was enough. The water he gave him contained some sleeping medication, and so with pain slowly fading away Hinata found himself asleep in a euphoric state.

Akaashi, meanwhile, decided to shut Hinata up completely. His mouth was the reason he got so irritated in the first place. He prepared his sewing needle, but just as he was about to sew Hinata's lips together - his phone ringed. He quickly got it out of his pocket and pressed "Answer". Sandwiching his phone between his ear and shoulder, his both hands were free to do what Akaashi needed to do.

"Akaashi, hi, sorry for calling you this late" Roy spoke on the phone.

"It's fine, what's up?" Akaashi asked just ss he pierced through Hinata's skin. The black thread he chose matched nicely with Hinata's now purple lips.

"Just wanted someone to talk to, I trust you the most so..." Roy seemed down, Akaashi could hear him typing something on his keyboard.

"I'm always here to listen, Roy. What's happening?" Akaashi sighed, perhaps along side Bokuto, he also couldn't lay his hands on Roy. They were partners after all.

"The press and the people keep asking me about the developments in X's case, they even started camping out my house. I had to bring my wife and daughter here to the station" Roy sounded genuinely hurt and sad, must be awful to live like that.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that. People keep pushing you instead of doing something themselves. Such hypocrites." Akaashi sighed sadly, his attention was still mainly focused on Hinata though. Sewing his lips in such a pretty pattern, truly Akaashi felt like an artist.

"I just... I just wanna know what that bastard in doing now.  What is he up to? Is he laying low or is he about to kill again?" Roy rambled in frustration.

"Whatever he's doing now, it's nothing good. He's been so quiet, I have a feeling he'll strike again" Akaashi said whilst trying to supress his laughter. At one point he even considered just telling Roy that "X is probably torturing some poor guy", but that could have been suspicious.

"Yeah, me too. We've been searching for clues. Believe it or not but we found a decomposing body in an alley. I wanted to believe it wasn't X's work, but the moment I saw the victim I knew..." Roy told Akaashi, who snickered quietly away from the microphone.

"That's terrible. Isn't that like the seventh victim you found? That guy is crazy!" Akaashi faked shock. There's no way they could find Aone, unless they scavenge forests beyond the city.

"Yeah, that guy is crazy. The worst part to me is that X could be just watching TV right, at home, and no one would know. He could be with friends and non of them would know... just the thought of him getting to enjoy simple life makes me mad, he should be locked up, on death row" Roy kept on rambling, getting progressively angrier.  Akaashi, in the mean time, finished sewing Hinata's lips together. He looked kind of like a doll.

"You'll catch him eventually, Roy. I know you will. I trust you" Akaashi faked a yawn, he had stuff to do and talking with Roy was throwing him off.

"Oh, you must be sleepy. Go to sleep, I'll watch over Bokuto for you. Oh, one more question" Roy suddenly remembered the main reason he called.

"Yeah?" Akaashi asked as he put the needle back on his tool table.

"Have you seen Hinata Shoyo lately? He was supposed to show up today" Roy asked, what followed was a weird 5 second pause. To say that Akaashi didn't expect a question like that would be an understatement.

".. no I haven't. But  I'm not surprised." Akaashi regained his posture. "After what happened with Sugawara Koushi..."

"Yeah, you're right. I'll stop bothering you now, go to sleep. Goodnight" Roy said before hanging up. Akaashi exhaled loudly, he almost messed up really badly.

Out of frustration he banged on his tool table, Akaashi was angry at himself for his teeny tiny slip up, he was mad at himself for making Roy and Bokuto worried, hut at the same time it gave him satisfaction.

Recognition. He was now the biggest threat and fear in the city, what else could he ask for?

Quite some time passed till Akaashi finished reorganizing the tools on his table, what brought him back to reality was a muffled noise coming from Hinata. Ah, the pain must be kicking in again.

The pure shock and fear in Hinata's eyes as he realized that he couldn't open his mouth brought Akaashi so much joy. He grabbed a small pocket mirror from the table and turned it to Hinata. The other's eyes widened, tears started swelling up, muffled screams filled the room.

"Ah, like music to my ears... but I have to finish you. I told Roy that X will strike again soon... have to stay true to my word. Let's make you pretty!" Akaashi exclaimed as he took a scalpel.

However, it didn't go as Akaashi had planned. Due to all stress, pain and agony Hinata passed out a few times. The final hit was Akaashi slitting Hinata's wrists, it all built up and Hinata's heart abruptly stopped.

There was no going back.

At first Akaashi didn't notice, until he realized Hinata's chest wasn't moving anymore and he was just a silent corpse, looking at Akaashi with tear filled eyes. Rage took over Akaashi, he didn't get to do what he wanted to do, why did he get so ahead of himself? He should have been more careful.

Seeing Hinata's lifeless body brought out emotions Akaashi had stored deep down. Pain, sadness, sorrow. He was a good kid after all. For some reason, he couldn't do anything but unleash those emotions upon poor Hinata. Blood kept splattering everywhere as Akaashi mutilated him in blind rage. The only body part still intact was his face with his mouth sewed up.

Though that didn't last long as Akaashi slashed an X across Hinata's beautiful face. He threw the knife on the floor and looked at what he had done. Hinata didn't even resemble a human anymore, he looked more like a chewed up carcass.

Akaashi dropped to his knees, blood dripping from his face and hands. At that moment Bokuto called to inform he was almost done and he couldn't wait to see Akaashi...

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Sorry it took so long
Took me a while to get into the mood to write this.

Hope you enjoyed it??? Not sure I can say that.

Tari.