M͢o͢n͢a͢r͢c͢h͢ O͢r͢a͢n͢g͢e͢

Summary

"M͢r͢. K͢a͢w͢a͢j͢i͢r͢i͢, I͢'m͢ n͢o͢t͢ r͢e͢a͢l͢l͢y͢ i͢n͢t͢o͢ o͢l͢d͢e͢r͢ m͢e͢n͢. P͢l͢e͢a͢s͢e͢... I͢ j͢u͢s͢t͢ w͢a͢n͢t͢ m͢y͢ g͢r͢a͢d͢e͢s͢ b͢a͢c͢k͢ t͢o͢ n͢o͢r͢m͢a͢l͢." T͢h͢e͢ f͢e͢e͢l͢i͢n͢g͢ o͢f͢ a͢ h͢a͢n͢d͢ b͢e͢c͢a͢m͢e͢ n͢o͢t͢i͢c͢e͢d͢ o͢n͢ h͢i͢s͢ r͢i͢g͢h͢t͢ h͢i͢p͢. "W͢e͢l͢l͢, i͢f͢ y͢o͢u͢ d͢o͢n͢'t͢ c͢o͢m͢p͢l͢y͢," t͢h͢e͢ t͢e͢a͢c͢h͢e͢r͢ r͢e͢p͢l͢i͢e͢d͢, "I͢'l͢l͢ m͢a͢k͢e͢ a͢l͢l͢ o͢f͢ t͢h͢e͢m͢ e͢v͢e͢n͢ w͢o͢r͢s͢e͢. H͢o͢w͢ d͢o͢e͢s͢ t͢h͢a͢t͢ s͢o͢u͢n͢d͢?" T͢h͢e͢ h͢a͢n͢d͢ o͢n͢ J͢o͢s͢u͢k͢e͢'s͢ h͢i͢p͢ m͢o͢v͢e͢s͢ t͢o͢ h͢i͢s͢ a͢s͢s͢. J͢o͢s͢u͢k͢e͢ w͢a͢n͢t͢e͢d͢ t͢o͢ u͢s͢e͢ C͢r͢a͢z͢y͢ D͢i͢a͢m͢o͢n͢d͢ b͢u͢t͢, i͢f͢ h͢e͢ d͢i͢d͢ w͢h͢a͢t͢ w͢o͢u͢l͢d͢ h͢a͢p͢p͢e͢n͢? Tears rolling down his cheek about that day as he layed in bed crying. Shut away from the world. So far gone that Okuyasu couldn't even reach him. It's now Rohan's turn.

Genre:
Drama / Horror
Author:
Nothing
Status:
Ongoing
Chapters:
5
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
16+

Chapter 1

A/N: Kira has major pansexual energy and Josuke gives off bisexual vibes. I honsetly don't ship it but I was thinking about this AU for a bit. I always wanted to write an AU where Rohan is an art teacher.

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{͍ᵐ͍ᵒ͍ⁿ͍ᵃ͍ʳ͍ᶜ͍ʰ͍ ͍o͍R͍a͍n͍g͍e͍.͍.͍.͍ ͍i͍S͍ ͍l͍o͍a͍D͍i͍n͍g͍}͍...

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{L͢o͢a͢d͢i͢n͢g͢ c͢o͢m͢p͢l͢e͢t͢e͢! Y͢o͢u͢ m͢a͢y͢ c͢o͢n͢t͢i͢n͢u͢e͢!}

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He's onto me! Kira wanted to shout as loud as he could. But, no, he couldn't afford it. If so, his cover would have been blown.

He'd been at this game longer than what he would admit. The blond was covered in blood, his temples gushing blood as breaths became ragged.

"Come out wherever you are," the dark haired man said, his voice confident. Far more confident that what it should have been.

He's going to kill me! I need to get out of here! In a fit of panic—that was so unlike him, he jumped from his hiding spot, tripping over his shoes in the process. His body made a loud thud as his chest met with the cold hard floor.

The orange hue from the hallway cutting through the darkness of the room. "Yoshikaga Kira... I'll never forgive you!" A kick was enough to roll him over onto his side. Curling up into a ball, the blond had never felt so much fear in his life.

"BASTARDS LIKE YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN BORN!" Josuke shouted, his voice on the edge of cracking. As much as the brunette wanted, he couldn't—he wouldn't let this man hurt anyone else.

All of those women. All of those women who had fallen victim to the vicious killer... Yoshikaga Kira.

It was sickening. It made Josuke sad but more than anything—it made him burn with rage. He HATED men like him with a passion.

There he was. The killer of a hundred women, groveling at his feet like a coward.

"Crazy Diamond got ahold of your ass, that's for sure. I'm just pissed off that he didn't finish the job," a small chuckle came out afterwards.

Josuke was covered in head to toe with his own blood. In pain, his body ached, begging for it to collapse. As he felt the world begin to become dizzy, his legs trembling, he let out a small gasp. "You're not... getting away... That easy..."

The world began to feel as though it was turning on its side. It looked that way too as the world, as the dark room spun around him.

Soon the darkness began to close in, the brunette's heartbeat that was pounding in the back of his head was beginning to fade.

The next morning, or was it the night after that? The brunette couldn't tell. Gentle hands caressed his soft skin. He could feel piercing eyes staring down at his sleeping face.

The smaller male felt another heartbeat beneath himself. Was it the heart of a serial killer?

—Could feel a pair of hardened callus hands intertwining with his own soft and rather small, what would be consider to be feminine hands. The young Japanese boy could feel the calloused fingertips rub in between his own knuckles. In an attempt to massage.

As a knot was being tied in the boy's stomach, the killer was making eyes contact the entire time.

"Ever since I laid my eyes on you..." The pale hand of the killer
Clamped the sides of Josuke's face, forcefully pulling the other's lips to his own. Their lips just inches apart. Josuke could taste the man's breathe.

"Or more shall I say when our eyes met, I feel so madly in love with you. Women are so overrated and complicated, pathetic, even one might say. But they have such gorgeous hands! You, my dear, are exactly what I've always dreamed of," he paused before continuing his long-winded speech, "I can't believe I finally met another man who actually takes care of himself. I can't believe I met beautiful sweet angelic young man such as yourself. One that baths so well!"

Now he could feel a soft cheek creat friction with the back of his hand. As much as the smaller stan user wanted to pull away, he knew that if he were he would likey faces sone sort of punishment.

"And what a pretty pretty little face, it's making my heart race!"

As much as the brunette wished he could, when he made an attempt to tug his wrist free, he noticed that he had no free range of motion.

Rope had was cutting into the male's pale creamy skin. Then an attempt to move his legs was also made.

Why can't I move!

A feeling of insanity was setting in. Deeply unsettled, Josuke made an attempt to inch away from the blonde psychopath.

He went to talk. Failed. Again.

"You're so beautiful! I'm so happy that we'll be together for as long as I wish! Your life will be mine, and I will be yours! FOREVER! You'll stay here with me all day! I'll keep I've and chained up! HOW DOES THAT SOUND, HUH?!"

Without warning the brunette felt tears beginning to prick his ocean eyes. A hand snaked around his right collarbone, gently pressing into it.

The blonde ever-so gently used his callused thumb to sweep across the young boy's knuckles.

The brunette's heart was beating out of his chest, unable to move, feeling as if he was a deer stuck in a headlights of a car. Stuck in this horrid feeling of being frozen, his mind going completely blank as snow.

"AND THE BEST PART IS I WON'T NEED TO KILL YOU! YOU LOOK RATHER SKINNY!" The blonde paused after his overly loud remark.

Suddenly the side that seemed weighed down, lightened, the matress foam slowly creeping back up. Leaving a few wrinkles in the sheets.

"You realize you had me scared there for a minute? But then I saw you beautiful hands, and now I see that you'll be the death of me!" He groaned, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head.

The blond took the brunette's hand, gently guiding it to the center of his chest.

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{͍ᵐ͍ᵒ͍ⁿ͍ᵃ͍ʳ͍ᶜ͍ʰ͍ ͍o͍R͍a͍n͍g͍e͍.͍.͍.͍ ͍i͍S͍ ͍l͍o͍a͍D͍i͍n͍g͍}͍...


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{L͢o͢a͢d͢i͢n͢g͢ c͢o͢m͢p͢l͢e͢t͢e͢! Y͢o͢u͢ m͢a͢y͢ c͢o͢n͢t͢i͢n͢u͢e͢!}

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It's not even been a year, Josuke to himself. The chase for the killer had never truly concluded. Never once did the young Japanese boy not replay that memory out of all of them.

Out of all of these horrible things that could have haunted him, it was that one. And if it wasn't that memory playing it was the one—the one where he wacthed his best friend combust into flame and smoke. Seeing the bloody face of Okuyasu—he could smell the rustic stench.

Josuke wanted those memories to stop playing on loop. They were like a broken record player, stuck on repeat.

Over and over again. Replaying the same exsplotions, the same screams. Seeing the blood... The whole that was inside of Okuyasu's chest.

I could see... I could see... I could see through the wound...

Shutting himself away, his heart being thrown into the pit of darkness, always wearing that same smile he had on before. As though nothing had happened.

He was even happily living with Okuyasu! The day that the brunette gathered the courage to tell his mom about the way he felt about okay also, he no longer lived in her home.

He no longer was welcome inside of that house. And on that day, on that day—the day that Josuke thought would bring him down, only made him want to grow stronger. As soon as he left that front porch, he went directly to Okuyasu's house.

Tearing out all the old rotten boards, replacing the windows, and even redoing the shingles on top of the roof. With what little money that they were able to afford to make, they even found a way to repaint the outside of the house.

It was a nice large house with a lot of painful memories.

But he was there. As long as the night was spent next to Josuke's warmth, he had become accustomed to the nightmares.




M͋̇͋r͋̇͋.͋ ͋K͋̇͋a͋̇͋w͋̇͋a͋̇͋j͋̇͋i͋̇͋r͋̇͋i͋̇͋

|Sorry sir but I can't turn this paper in on time|
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|what's the problem?|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃʲⁱʳⁱ

|Okuyasu is feeling very sick and he can't really take care of himself|
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|Don't worry about it.|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|I'll just go ahead and mark all of your missing work as 100s|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|Really!? Thank you thank you so much!|
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|On one condition|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|What is it?|
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|I want pictures of your body.|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|SIR! I COULD GET IN A LOT OF TROUBLE|
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|Then I guess that you'll grades will be slipping. That's a pitty, I actually enjoyed seeing those hight test scores|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|I may be a dumbass but I still have a sense of dignity|
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|I can also make all of your other grades drop as well. I know exactly how to hack into the system. In fact I could update all of your grades to an A at this very moment|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳi

|{Josuke sent an image}|


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