Case file: #4
Name: Kenjirō Shirabu
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Occupation: -
Criminal background: Arrested for shoplifting 7 times. Suspected for pickpocketing.
Cause of death: Stabbed 12 times.

"That could have been me or him! What is going on in this  town? Akaashi, do you know anything?" Bokuto panicked as he pointed to the TV screen.

"I haven't talked to the detectives in a while, why are you so panicky?" Akaashi continued on going through his papers, he got a new case so he wanted to focus on just that.

"Because there's a serial killer on the loose, Akaashi! I'm afraid he might hurt you! They call him X and have already pinned 4 recent murders to him!" Bokuto's eyes were wide, he couldn't believe this was happening.

This part of the city was always so peaceful and now suddenly there's a killer, roaming the streets. Who knows, maybe he's a close friend or a relative! This whole thing just hurt Bokuto's head.

"Calm down, I doubt you're in any danger" Akaashi sighed, he really considered just locking himself in his room and staying there. Bokuto was getting on his nerves and that wasn't good.

"Maybe, but you could be in danger! What if they decide to hurt you? Do you how dangerous it is to walk around when it's late?" Bokuto wasn't going to calm down any time soon, so Akaashi decided to check on some of his friends back in the police station.

Though, going to the police station was kinda weird. Akaashi's thoughts of turning himself in for all the bad things he had done had passed and he honestly stopped caring. Though, he was still slightly afraid of being caught.

"I'll be heading to the police station to gather some information. Stay here and try not to burn the house down" he said as he stood up, startling the other male.

"Be fucking careful!" Bokuto exclaimed.

It has been a couple of weeks since the last murder, but the news wasn't dying down, especially after the murders were connected. A serial killer, huh? What an awful title for such a respected and loved lawyer like Akaashi.

One bad thing, Akaashi's hands were starting to itch. The knife he carried in his bag was almost calling him. The whole situation was similar to that when a person gets their first tattoo and then start wanting more.

Honestly, it wasn't good. Sometimes Akaashi would black out and do God knows what, he'd have nightmares of what he had done. Unfortunately, the only way to temporarily stop them would be to find a new victim.

"I will be" Akaashi said in response, laughing internally. Be careful of himself? Not a bad piece of advice, considering that his murderous instincts could he triggered at any moment now.

Akaashi finally left the house after listening to Bokuto's lecture about how he should be careful and if someone is following him, he should call the police. It was already 7 PM when he started heading for the police station.

It wasn't too far away which was the only reason why Akaashi didn't take a taxi. He tried to avoid as much human interaction as possible these past few days.

The police were actually patrolling the area and they stopped when they saw Akaashi casually walking and minding his own business.

"Keiji-san?" A voice spoke from the police car making Akaashi turn his head.

"Tobio? You're patrolling alone?" Akaashi asked as he got closer to the open window.

"Yeah, I was actually heading back to the station! You shouldn't be heading out at this time, you know who's out" Kageyama spoke with genuine concern in his voice.

"I was actually going to the police station, if you don't mins, could you give me a ride?" Akaashi flashed a smile and Kageyama immediately agreed, opening the door to his superior.

"Keiji-san, I was wondering, you had a chance to become a detective, why didn't you?" Kageyama asked to break the silence in the car.

"Detective jobs aren't for me. I do like to research information, but I don't want to be stuck in the office the whole day" Akaashi explained. The rest of the ride consisted of Kageyama telling Akaashi about how hard it is to work with Hinata since he's always so bright.

They reach the station and Akaashi thanked Kageyama before heading towards the entrance. To his surprise, he was greeted by Sugawara.

"Oh! What kind of winds brought you here?" He asked, his voice as sweet as always.

"Actually here to see you and Daichi. You worked on a case that's related to the one I'm on right now. I wanted to ask some questions" Akaashi watched as Sugawara smiled and opened the door for him.

"Well, let's go!" Akaashi followed the other upstairs. Daichi was pretty shocked to see Akaashi, considering he almost never came to the police station by himself.

The three of them talked about the case, this time Akaashi was defending the innocent side. A guy who was the victim of fraud. Not really his type of cases, but money is money. Someone needed to pay rent and for food.

Daichi then told Akaashi some stories about Hinata and Kageyama, since those two were like their apprentices. A funny bunch, really.

"It looks like I'm gonna spend some time here, let me go and buy something, okay? I'm getting hungry" Akaashi said as he stood up.

"That would be great! I want shrimp chips" Suga said making Akaashi laugh.

"Wow, orders already? What about you, Daichi?" The other thought about it for a few seconds before requesting a bag of gummy bears.

Akaashi found himself in front a convenience store at 10 PM, he had already declined 4 calls from Bokuto. He texted him saying "I'm really busy", but clearly Bokuto didn't understand that.

As expected, the store was pretty much empty apart from the cashier and one guy roaming around. Akaashi picked up what he needed quickly, but before he could go to the cashier, he noticed something.

The guy was putting stuff in his pockets. It was a small convenience store and it seemed like there were no cameras around, either way that was an awful thing to do. Can't you pay a few dollars and go?

Akaashi payed for his stuff like a respectful citizen while the guy just headed out the door without paying for the trash in his pockets. How dare he? Was it too hard to get a few dollars out? Or was he that hungry so he couldn't pay for a candy bar?

Not to mention, now he was following Akaashi after seeing all the cash in his wallet. A bad thing to do, really. His own fault.

It was somewhere at this point that Akaashi's instincts kicked in and his head became clouded again. He went to the different direction than the police station and towards a smal but long alleyway. It was almost like a maze.

He kept walking, the guy kept following, probably hoping Akaashi would go the wrong way. Unknowingly to him, Akaashi had other plans.

Once he reached the wall, he put the bag with the stuff on the ground, then put his jacket on top of the bag, so it doesn't get dirty.

"Had fun following me?" He asked the moment the guy made a turn.

"Huh?" He was a tad confused at first, did he fall into some type of trap?

"C'mon, try to take my stuff if you dare" Akaashi smiled at him, but his eyes turned darker than they already were.

"You think I'm afraid of you?" He stepped closer to Akaashi, making the biggest mistake of his life.

Akaashi had already lost himself, he wasn't thinking anymore. It was almost like he had two sides. His eyes had turned black, a sinister smile plastered on his face as he reached for his back pocket.

Only the fragments of what had happened remained in Akaashi's head. Him covering Shirabu's mouth with his hand while digging into his chest with his nails. Shirabu trying to yell as the knife slowly entered his body. Akaashi's blood-shot eyes and bloody hands.

And yet somehow he still went back to the station and continued his discussion with the detectives whilst a new body was left to rot in a middle of an alleyway.

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*inhale*

I'm not sorry for killing Shirabu I WARNED Y'ALL.

anyway, how are you all doing??? I'm doing great! I replanted all the plants in my apartment and now they're happy again ToT

-hatari

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