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Chapter 3
Thank you Nyves for reviewing!
Enjoy! I promise you the next few chapters and future ones will be a bit more exciting and horror filled.
Can someone tell me how I can bold and italize words on here?
‘’ Thinking
“” Talking
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Raito…Raito…yes Raito…come to me…
‘Who…?’
Raito…come Raito…you must…me…Raito…ple-
‘Who is that? Hello?’
Com-…careful…don’t trus-…Raito…
‘Wait what do you mean? Who are you?!’
Raito…Raito…Raito…
RAITO!
Beep…Beep…Beep…
“Whaa!!”
Raito flared his arms as he came abruptly awake…and fell off the bed in a tangled heap.
“Oww shit…damn that alarm clock to the ninth circle of hell…I swear one of these days I’m going to take a bat to that fucking sadist thing if it’s the last thing I do.”
Raito picked himself up from the floor grumbling and groaning the entire time. As he started to straighten his bedding out he paused.
‘What was that dream I just had? It was so weird. It was like…like someone was calling me…I don’t…oh fuck this. I just had some weird dream because I’ve been running on nothing but coffee and have had virtually no sleep. That’s all there is to it.’
Having convinced himself that there was nothing amiss to the odd dream Raito pushed the incident to the back of his mind and started to get ready for the long day ahead.
‘I just know I’m going to regret getting up this morning…’
Sighing Raito took a shower and spent at least 45 minutes preening and grooming himself into perfection.
‘Well at least I have an excuse for combing my hair several times a day…people seem to think that if you’re gay its mandatory or something.’
Making himself look as prefect as possible, Raito let out a sigh as he looked into the mirror once more before turning around to pick up the files that he needed.
It was such a habit from his past that he found he couldn’t leave his apartment without looking his best. Hell he couldn’t even stay in his apartment without looking his best.
After picking up the files and getting a fresh cup of coffee Raito sat in his comfortable chair that was stationed right besides his window in the living room, it was the only window in the apartment that had a decent view of the sky. He watched in silence as the dark purple sky turned pink and yellow and red…only after his wrist watch beeped that it was 8 o’clock and the sky was turning a light shade of blue did Raito move.
‘Ok then…guess it’s time to get to work.’
Opening the folder that housed the files Raito picked out the file that was sitting on top.
Mihael Keehl
Raito started to reread the information that they had on the guy.
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Nationality: German
Blood Type: A
DOB: 12/13/89
Height/Weight: 5’6” 114 lbs
IQ:178
Brief Bio: Very aggressive, prone to use violence and start fights if felt insulted or threaten. Has a burn scar on left side of his body including the left side of his face. He has a habit of threatening to kill or maim people who annoy him. He is also a pryo and is very likely to set you on fire for just looking at him wrong.
History: Bastard child of the mobster Adalberto Rossiter, mother died giving birth at the age of 14. Raised in extremely violent environment, his father is an old tradition leader and taught Mihael to succeed him in spite of him being a bastard child, he has command of his own part of his father’s organization, which includes at least 32 known members who are completely loyal to him. At age 12 he set his house on fire, killing his step-mother and his 2 half-sisters. It is not known if it was intentional or not. He managed to escape with the help of his second-in-command Mail Jeevas but not without heavy scaring of the face and torso.
Raito put down the file and rubbed his eyes…damn how was he going to deal with this one? Hmm…he did have to wondered though where the hell the professor got all this kind of information.
‘Well nothing to do but call and make it up as I go along…I hate my life.’
Getting up Raito walked into the kitchen and opened up one of the drawers, inside where about 5 different cell phones along with different kinds of identifications ranging from Doctoral to P.I.
‘Now let’s see which one should I use…hmm…I think the red phone will work for this.’
Picking up the red phone Raito walked back out into the living room and dialed the number that he had memorized last night on his untraceable red phone. The phone was equipped with a bunch of scrambles so that no one would be able to trace the call back to him.
Ring…Ring…Ring…Click
“Who the fuck is this?!”
‘Well that’s a nice way to answer a phone.’
“Am I speaking to Mihael Keehl?”
“Yes motherfucker you are now tell me who you are and how the hell you got this number!”
‘Well he’s not one for small talk or beating around the bush I see…ok well then let’s be truthful…to a point of course.’
“Very well Mr. Keehl you see-”
“Mello.”
“Excuse me…?”
“Call me Mello, that’s my name. I hate that Mihael shit.”
“…Ok then Mello you may call me Tsuki now the reason I have called you-”
“Isn’t tsuki Japanese for moon or something like that? Man if you’re going to come up with an alias at least make it so it doesn’t sound girly.”
“…I’ll keep that in mind. Now if you don’t mind-”
“Nope can’t say that I do.”
‘Must not break phone, must not break phone.’
“Good then, now the reason I have called you is to see if you are interested in a certain scientific research trial, it will pay very well and you don’t have to do much at all. The trial will last for 2 to 4 weeks, and all your needs like room and board along with food or anything of that nature will be taken care of. You’ll need to be monitored for about 3 hours a day but the rest of the day will be yours to do as you will. This research trial will have no drugs or anything of that kind. It is purely a visual conduct ordeal. Also-”
“Ok I’ve heard enough. I would like you to tell me why the hell I would consent to spend a whole months worth of my time as some lab rat? If you have this number and you know my name you should know who I am and that I don’t need the cash.”
Raito grinded his teeth in frustration, he knew that this wouldn’t be easy.
“I understand that you may have concerns-”
“Oh fuck no I don’t give a shit about what you’re really doing…hell for all I know you might be luring people to a black market organ harvest…that’s not what your doing is it?”
“NO!!”
“Oh then I guess that’s fine…still though you’ll have to convince me its worth it though if you want me in your little experiment.”
Raito started to think fast, it really was his own fault for not thinking this through before calling. He guessed that half a dozen of cups of coffee weren’t cutting it anymore…maybe he should start drinking energy drinks?
‘Damn it think Raito! How are you going to convince this prissy gangster to consent?’
He had already been silent over the phone for 10 seconds…too long. He could practically feel Mello’s calm start to wear thin, as if he was calm to start out with.
If Raito had been anyone else he would have been panicking right now…luckily for him his gaze had fallen back onto Mello’s file and his eyes caught a small note on the side.
Note: It should be noted that the subject has an unusual love for anything chocolate.
‘It can’t be that simple could it?’
Suddenly Mello’s voice sounded in his ear.
“I’m waiting Tsuki if you can’t come up with an answer in the next 3 seconds I’m hanging up and you should know better then to try to call back.”
‘Might as well try it…’
“Ok then Mello I have a special deal just for you then…since we both know you don’t need the money how about this…for every hundred bill that’s owed to you, you will instead get a pound of chocolate…of any kind, including Swish and Godiva chocolates.”
There was silence on the phone, after about a minute Raito was worried that Mello had hung up. But before he could consider his options Mello finally spoke.
“Well that’s certainly interesting…how much did you say I’d get paid again?”
Raito could feel a victorious smirk cross his face. He had him.
Raito’s body relaxed into a much for comfortable position. He hadn’t even known he had been tensed up until he let out a soundless sigh of relief.
“I didn’t say actually. I haven’t got the numbers in front of me right now, my boss has those but I’d say somewhere around 3 to 4 grand…minimum.”
Because Raito was concentrating on listening he heard it, an excited gasp.
Yep he got him, hook, line and sinker. Raito could feel an inappropriate chuckle bubble in his chest; but he was able to suppress it with easy. He could laugh after he was done.
“Fine I don’t have anything important to do for the next couple of months anyway…so I will consent to your little mad doctor experiment…but I have a few conditions of my own.”
Raito could feel his new good mood fade a bit at that. What conditions could he possibly ask of?
“And those conditions are?”
“Matt comes with me?”
“Who?”
“Mail Jeevas is his birth name; he’s my second in command and my body guard. Also he’s my lover so if you got a problem with that then you can fuck off, the deal is off.”
“Oh…that’s not a problem at all, I’m gay.”
“…I should have realized that when I heard you say that you wanted to be called Tsuki.”
Raito couldn’t help but huff a little in annoyance. Tsuki was technically his real name. His name was the spelled out Tsuki but pronounced light…Raito.
“So Moonboy can my lover come or what.”
“Well usually I would say no but…you said his name was Mail Jeevas right?”
“Yes, but call him Matt.”
Raito knew that name; he picked up the folder with the other 6 subjects in it and shuffled around in it before he came to the one he was looking for. He quickly read the cover name and felt his smirk widen as he read it.
Mail Jeevas
“I think Mello that having Matt join you would be beneficiary for both of us…you see we were missing a candidate and couldn’t find anyone to replace him…if Matt would consent to helping out by coming with you to also take part. It would really help.”
“I can convince him sure, so…what now? When’s this thing happening? Oh yea also if this is all a scam I will hunt you down and have you shot and gutted before you could blink.”
Raito didn’t even bat an eyelash at the threat, maybe if this had really been a scam…which I guess you could debate if it was or not, he would be scared but since he had no intention of pissing off the obviously derailed young man he figured he was safe…his boss on the other hand better know where he could find all that chocolate he promised Mello.
“I assure you this is no scam. Now the research study will start within the next 2 to 3 days…I will call you with the directions of where it will be conducted at. Please inform Matt about the length of the study and to bring anything that he will need with him. Once the study starts leaving will be restricted to emergencies only.”
“You didn’t tell me that, damn it…fine. I expect your call at least 8 hours before we are suppose to meet.”
Raito could tell that Mello was about to hang up so he hurried to stop him.
“Wait don’t you want to set up a meeting first? Just so you know that I’m serious about this.”
“No don’t need it. I’ll be waiting for your call Tsuki see ya.”
Beep-Beep-Beep
Raito looked at the phone in his hand that was ringing with the dial tone.
“I guess that could have gone worse…”
‘And I just got two of the subjects in one phone call.’
Raito finally let the laugh that had wanted to break out earlier free. It sounded a little deranged and psychotic but since no one else was around him he didn’t care. Besides he never said he was a nice entirely stable guy.
Raito decided to look over Matt’s file before tackling another candidate.
Mail Jeevas
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Nationality: Italian
Blood Type: O
DOB: 2/1/1990
Height/Weight: 5’5” 115 lbs
IQ: 173
Brief Bio: Quite and self absorbed, but a well spoken young man, he’s very cocky when it comes to computers and electronics, which he is a self proclaimed genius of, also is a good listener and very observant of his surroundings. He has a bad habit of chain smoking like a chimney and is always carrying at least one handheld game system.
History: He is the only son of Rolf Jeevas who is a lower member of Adalberto Rossiter’s organization. He works in the organization as the head leader of communications and technology and is also the head of security despite his young age. His is also Mihael Keehl’s second in command and is rumored to also be his lover. Not much is known about him personally, or who his mother was.
Raito put down the folder as he finished reading.
‘Well one things for sure the rumor about him being Mello’s lover is true enough judging about how much Mello wanted him with him…it must be nice to have someone…’
Raito snapped himself out of the sudden melancholy mood he found himself in. Giving his head a shake Raito decided to get a drink of orange juice before continuing on with the rest of the people he needed to call.
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After gulping down two glasses of orange juice while wishing it was something a little stronger…a double shot of espresso would have been nice, and eating a piece of buttered toast Raito deemed himself ready to start on the rest of the weirdoes that he had chosen.
‘But wasn’t that why I had to choose these guys? Because they are either really weird and have something seriously wrong with them or have gone through a huge traumatic experience.’
Walking back into the room he placed both the files of Mello and Matt to the side and then proceeded to call the next person on the list.
After several hours filled with nothing but sweet words and bribes Raito marked off the next three off the list.
Looking at the names Raito cringed, he had to take a half hour break after each one of those idiots.
Kiyomi Takada
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Nationality: Japanese
Blood Type: AB
DOB: 7/12/85
Height/Weight: 5’4” 97 lbs
IQ: 90
Brief Bio: She is very arrogant and self centered, she lives and breaths the name bitch. She’s also a heroin addict and a prostitute as well as a small time dealer.
History: Disowned by her family for getting pregnant at age 15 by her high school sweet heart she took to the streets. Her child was stillborn because of the drugs that she had been shooting up since age 14. She’s a mildly well paid prostitute at the local red light district. She is also a small time dealer of narcotics; her pimp who is also her ex-boyfriend who was the one who impregnated her in the first place gets about 80 percent of her money that she makes from both of her jobs.
Takada hadn’t been too hard to convince, apparently her ex-pimp had been scamming lately and landed himself in jail so she had been on her own for a couple of months now. She really needed the money and almost immediately she was saying that she’s do it. It also helped out that he had basically charmed the pants off of her. He had no doubt that when the time came for them to meet in person she’d be all over him like a bee on honey.
‘No thanks, disgusting people like her is the reason why I’m still a virgin and girls…ew.’
After Takada he had called up a man named Touta Matsuda who had been another easy snare.
Touta Matsuda
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Nationality: Caucasian
Blood Type: B
DOB: 12/14/78
Height/Weight: 5’7” 130 lbs
IQ: 110
Brief Bio: Cheerful and energetic as well as predictable yet for some reason he is also hard to pin down personality wise. He also has a habit of tripping on air or breaking something, most of the time it’s something expensive. Loyal and good willed but has a problem with following orders.
History: Growing up in a normal middle-class family with two older sisters and a father and mother he lived in a very stable well off environment. When he spent the weekend away at a friend’s house at the age of 14 though his entire family died in a hostage situation when they had been out shopping, it was something that could have been avoided. Matsuda studies improved drastically after that and he went to collage at a early age and joined the police force soon after, it is speculation that he did so to avenge his family’s deaths. When he was 28 though he was discharged without honors because he was unwilling to obey direct orders from a higher official, it is not known what those orders where only that Matsuda had been horrified by them and so disobeyed.
Raito founded himself a tiny bit amused after he was done with convincing Matsuda to join in the study. When Raito had begun talking on the phone to the ex-police officer he had been blown away by the amount of…cheerfulness that Matsuda had been displaying with his voice.
It was like the guy didn’t even remember that he had been discharged disgracefully. Raito even remembered in on the news almost 4 years ago…it had been really bad on how everyone on the news had talked about him. Hell some of it had to be censored or something like that.
It also helped that Raito had known Matsuda since he was a child. Matsuda use to work for his father before he had been transferred when Raito had been 15. Matsuda had only been 22 at the time.
It seemed that Matsuda had also recognized him by his voice and had already agreed to help out without even hearing if he was being paid or not. After thanking Matsuda Raito had hung up and took a small 10 minute break.
After Matsuda Raito decided that it would be beneficiary to work a little quicker, Matsuda had spent almost an hour and half just talking about nothing at all, or at least nothing significant that Raito thought was important to remember. Raito hadn’t even been able to get a word in until he had to fake an important incoming call.
‘Ok let’s see who’s next…’
Naomi Misora
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Nationality: Asian
Blood Type: A
DOB: 2/11/1976
Height/Weight: 5’6” 101 lbs
IQ: 121
Brief Bio: While having a caring attitude most of the time, she can have a bit of an over protective side to. Has several scars over the torso area and arms, the arms scars reflect self-mutations.
History: Growing up in poverty Misora lived a very poor and dangerous life. She had 8 brothers and sisters, only two of them where full siblings, the rest where either half-siblings or step siblings. Her mother worked a seamstress in a local factory and her father died when she was 2. Growing up in such an environment you tend to clang to any signed of affection you can grab on to. One of her older step-brothers had fancied her and the two of them ran away when she turned 16. He quickly became abusive both physically and verbally. At age 19 she became pregnant but she miscarriage violently after only 2 months because of a violent beating by her boyfriend. The damaged was so bad that it rendered her unable to carry any more children in the future. In a fit of temporary insanity she ran her boyfriend over with their car, a totally of 3 times. She got a light sentence of only 5 years because of her instability at the time. She now works in an orphanage as a guidance counselor.
Raito sat back in his seat and thought about what he just read, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for the woman.
‘Wow that’s got to suck…that poor woman, well maybe when this experiments over I can convince the professor to actually pay her a bonus or something…good my little conscience is appeased today. If I do that maybe I’d have done my one good deed out of the year and gotten that little pesky deed done.’
Having thoughts of something that would genuinely help another always made him feel weird and his skin crawl. Raito knew he wasn’t a really nice guy, heck he probably hated most of the human population on principle alone. So it always unnerved him to think good or pitying thoughts for someone.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he quickly dialed the number of Misora. It only took him about 45 minutes to convince her, she was very suspicious and almost hanged up on him twice but it seemed that natural curiosity and the money that he was offering was to good an offer to pass up. They even had a somewhat pleasant conversation about economically issues and their take on the manner. It was kind of nice, Raito vowed to himself that he would make sure that at the very least Misora wouldn’t get hurt in the experiment.
He didn’t really give a damn about the others.
Hanging up after saying his goodbyes and a promise to call her soon with the details Raito took a deep breath and looked at his watch.
It was already 6:00 pm, he was cutting it pretty close and he still had to make a few more calls before he could call it quits for the day.
‘Ok only two more to deal with and then I can go to the professor and not get kicked in the head.’
Raito looked at the next person on his list.
Teru Mikami
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Nationality: Thai
Blood Type: A
DOB: 6/7/82
Height/Weight: 5’7” 123 lbs
IQ: 166
Brief Bio: Stiffly proper and polite Mikami has a bit of a perfection complex and looks down at anyone he deems unworthy. He is obsessed with cleanness and has a bit of a germ phobia and has bouts of manic depression.
History: He’s a criminal prosecutor who works for a small time firm. He’s been praised for he genius of taking the offense and winning several high risk cases. When he was 8 years old he was tried for the murder of his parents who had been killed rather violently in their home. But since no evidence had been found added with the fact that he had been deemed to young to commit such an act the chargers were let go. It was later found out though that there had been evidence and signs of suspected child abused.
‘Oh this is going to be fun…not.’
Raito picked up his little red phone and dialed up the number of Mikami’s firm. At this time in the day there was little doubt that he would be in. He was most likely finishing up his work.
Ring…Ring…Ring…Click
“Mikami speaking, who is this?”
“Hello Mikami my name is Tsuki I was wondering if you would spare a few minutes of your time to hear a proposition.”
“I’m not buying anything sir.”
“Oh no nothing like that. You see I’m a research assistant for a professor over at the Eton-Htaed Collage. We are conducting a study and would very much like for you to join us.”
“What as a lab rat? I don’t think so good day sir.”
“Wait please! Please give me time to explain first and then if you still don’t like it then I promise not to call again.”
“…I’m listening.”
Raito almost let out a sigh of relief but managed to just breath out slowly instead.
“Thank you, now as I was saying, myself and my boss has spent the last several months working for the success of this study. We have already gotten the approval and consent of several others who also would like to participate. The pay for volunteering will be several grand, also because the experiment will last up to 2 to 4 weeks all food and the necessities would be provided as well as lodging.”
“Well that may sound all dandy and stuff but what is this study about?”
“Surprisingly you are the first to really as that question, all the others immediately said yes after hearing about the money.”
“Yes well I’m pretty well paid at my job so while the money is tempting I would rather not be scammed into something.”
“I assure you this is no scam, my professor has most of the details of the study and if you consent to aiding it he will be able to tell you in detail about the research study. I can tell you though that it has something to do with mind waves and energy. Nothing dangerous at all, just a few monitoring hours a day in a certain environment, I can also assure you that there will be no risk for yourself, your safety will be our number one priority.”
Raito waited with baited breath as Mikami seemed to ponder it.
‘Yes your safety is our number one priority…yea right and in Umbrella we trust…god damn it! Stupid Resident Evil game, now because of Sayu I have it stuck in my head. I am never playing another video game for the rest of my life! Screw boredom! I will never be that bored again!’
Almost five minutes went by as Mikami pondered if he would like to participate. He asked some legal questions about the study and Raito tried to answer them as truthfully as possible. Mikami was a lawyer and didn’t have that bad of an IQ so Raito knew the only way to get Mikami on board was to make him curious enough about the study to want to be a part of it.
What Raito didn’t know at the time was that curiosity wasn’t what made Mikami decided to join in.
“Ok I’m in I guess.”
Raito smirked a bit.
“That’s very good thank you, I will be calling you in two days with the directions of where we all will be staying.”
“Ok that’s fine…hey Tsuki I was wondering if you’d want to meet up before the whole research thing, maybe for a coffee or something?”
“Oh do you have any more concerns that need to be addressed or something? Because if you do I’d be happy to answer them right now.”
“Ah no that’s not what I was asking I was wondering if you’d go out with me, you know like a date.”
“…E-excuse me?!”
“Oh I’m sorry do you already have a boyfriend?”
“…well no but why do you think I’m…?”
“Oh because your voice just sounds so…beautiful…god like really.”
Raito could feel his face flush a bit, but while he was embarrassed he wasn’t flattered. He didn’t need to be hit on by one of their test subjects.
“Ah well thank you Mikami but I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. I’ll call you in two days, good evening.”
Then before Mikami could respond Raito hanged up.
‘My god I so didn’t need that. I may want to get laid but I don’t think I need it badly enough to let some…fanatic do me.’
‘Not that I’d be bottom of course…still no thank you.’
After assuring himself of his masculinity Raito turned to the last person on the list.
‘Finally only one more…then I’ll think I’ll leave a message for the professor that I’m done with contacting them and then crash…tomorrow’s going to suck. I have to go to the collage and make sure that all the equipment is ready to go.’
Raito looked up the last person and dialed the number. While listening to the phone ring and waiting he looked over the last file.
Misa Amane
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Nationality: Romanian
Blood Type: AB
DOB: 12/25/1984
Height/Weight: 5” 79lbs
IQ: 82
Brief Bio: Bubbly and friendly most of the time, other times severely psychotic. She’s believes she’s a witch and has a habit of trying to cast dark spells to hurt people she doesn’t like. She worships an old Romanian war-blood god and if the person she cast a spell on doesn’t get hurt she hires someone to do it for her.
History: Misa is the only daughter of a famous actor who died tragically when Misa was 13. Moving from one foster home to another, Misa instability with reality had taken a turn for the worse. She was diagnosed with severe manic depression and bipolar disorder. She currently works as a part time erotic dance teacher and spends most of her time working in a local strip club. She also has her own porn site where she tries to gain attention as a model.
‘My life really does suck…’
Ring…Ring…Ring…Click
“Hello Misa-Misa here who is this?”
The voice that sounded over the phone was so perky that it was almost enough to make Raito gagged.
“Hello Miss. Amane my name is Tsuki and I work for-”
“Oh my gosh you sound so cute! I just bet your great looking with such a sexy voice!”
Raito was so startled by the interruption that he almost chocked on his own spit by managed to avoid it by holding his breath.
“Ah thank you Miss. Amane-”
“Oh please call me Misa-Misa Tsuki cutie!”
“…sure thing, now Misa…Misa I have a proposition for you-”
“As long as it includes you count me in sweetie!”
‘Oh dear lord I can’t do this…wait hold that thought maybe I could use this to my advantage.’
“As a matter of fact it does Misa. You see I work for a local collage professor and we are conducting a research study and…I would personally love for you to join us. I’ve ah seen you before and I just know that you’d be prefect for this job, it pays well and could take up to 2 to 4 weeks...”
Raito heard a gasp and squeal of delight.
“Does that mean that Misa-Misa will be spending time with Tsuki cutie for a month?!”
“…Yes.”
“Yea! Misa-Misa can’t wait! Tsuki sounds like such a cute guy!”
‘My god she’s so…so stupid.’
“Yes well…thank you for deciding to include yourself in our research study. I’ll be calling back in two or three days with all the details on where the group will be staying.”
“As long as I get to stay with Tsuki, maybe there will be a shortage of beds huh Tsuki…”
High pitched giggling could be heard over the phone. Raito couldn’t help but cringe at the thought of sharing a room with the woman…much less a bed.
‘Over my dead maggot ridden corpse.’
“I’m sure that there will be enough beds and rooms Misa. Well thank you for your time goodnight.”
Just like with Mikami Raito hanged up before the person on the other end tried to engage him into a conversation…that included flirting, rather bad flirting if he had anything to go by, at least by what had already been said.
‘This isn’t fair…I’m going to have at least 3 insane people after me for almost a whole month…just great, I would complain to the professor but I know that he’d just get a kick out of seeing me suffer like this.’
Raito sighed as he threw the red cell phone onto the ground. Done and done. He had all seven of the candidates that he had picked out.
Now instead of being candidates they were test subjects.
Raito yawned as he looked at his watch. It was almost 8 o’clock. He had been on the phone since 8 that morning. Almost 12 hours of non-stop social niceties was almost too much for Raito to handle.
After sluggishly picking up his mess of papers and putting everything nicely and orderly into his brief case Raito fixed himself dinner that consisted of chicken with asparagus. He also opened up a bottle of red wine and poured himself a glass, almost inhaling the first glass before filling it up again and drinking it slowly this time, sipping the wine instead of chugging it. He ate quickly and then took his now third full glass of wine into the bedroom with him.
Stripping out of his clothes Raito lounged on the bed sipping at his glass. Thinking about nothing in particular Raito absentmindly reached for his everyday cell phone and left a message to the professor that he was done contacting all the subjects and that everything was a go. After telling the answering machine that he would be in bright and early to help with any last minute details Raito hanged up.
Setting the now empty glass on his bedside desk Raito turned off his lamp. As darkness filled the room Raito could feel himself drifting off to sleep…
Just as he felt the blanket of deep sleep griped him he could have sworn he heard some one calling for him…
Raito…Raito…Raito…Raito…
But before he could think about it sleep had overtaken him. If he had stayed awake for just a second more he would have heard the voice change into something else…something much more sinister…
Kira…yes come to us Kira…my Kira…you won’t escape…me…anymore…
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By Kira, Raito leave your apartment already! Don’t worry people Raito will be leaving his apartment in chapter 4 and there will be interaction with other people.
This is a filler chapter as I’m sure most of you have guessed, I just needed to get this done with. I was planning on doing every one of the seven’s conversations then I realized that it would take way to much time and make the chapter way to long. So I just did the interesting ones.
How does everyone like it so far? I know that I’m still in explaining mode. But you do need to know a bit about the seven before we can go into the story. I’m making things to complicated again aren’t I?
The ending was kind of creepy huh? I will point out this though so no one’s pulling their hair trying to figure it out…The person who called out to Raito was one person and the person who called him Kira is someone else.
Bet you could all guess who is who huh?
PLEASE REVIEW! PLEASE FEED THE POOR STARVED WOLFY! THE PUPPY WOLFY NEEDS REVIEWS TO LIVE! DON’T KILL THE POOR THING!
Enjoy! I promise you the next few chapters and future ones will be a bit more exciting and horror filled.
Can someone tell me how I can bold and italize words on here?
‘’ Thinking
“” Talking
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Raito…Raito…yes Raito…come to me…
‘Who…?’
Raito…come Raito…you must…me…Raito…ple-
‘Who is that? Hello?’
Com-…careful…don’t trus-…Raito…
‘Wait what do you mean? Who are you?!’
Raito…Raito…Raito…
RAITO!
Beep…Beep…Beep…
“Whaa!!”
Raito flared his arms as he came abruptly awake…and fell off the bed in a tangled heap.
“Oww shit…damn that alarm clock to the ninth circle of hell…I swear one of these days I’m going to take a bat to that fucking sadist thing if it’s the last thing I do.”
Raito picked himself up from the floor grumbling and groaning the entire time. As he started to straighten his bedding out he paused.
‘What was that dream I just had? It was so weird. It was like…like someone was calling me…I don’t…oh fuck this. I just had some weird dream because I’ve been running on nothing but coffee and have had virtually no sleep. That’s all there is to it.’
Having convinced himself that there was nothing amiss to the odd dream Raito pushed the incident to the back of his mind and started to get ready for the long day ahead.
‘I just know I’m going to regret getting up this morning…’
Sighing Raito took a shower and spent at least 45 minutes preening and grooming himself into perfection.
‘Well at least I have an excuse for combing my hair several times a day…people seem to think that if you’re gay its mandatory or something.’
Making himself look as prefect as possible, Raito let out a sigh as he looked into the mirror once more before turning around to pick up the files that he needed.
It was such a habit from his past that he found he couldn’t leave his apartment without looking his best. Hell he couldn’t even stay in his apartment without looking his best.
After picking up the files and getting a fresh cup of coffee Raito sat in his comfortable chair that was stationed right besides his window in the living room, it was the only window in the apartment that had a decent view of the sky. He watched in silence as the dark purple sky turned pink and yellow and red…only after his wrist watch beeped that it was 8 o’clock and the sky was turning a light shade of blue did Raito move.
‘Ok then…guess it’s time to get to work.’
Opening the folder that housed the files Raito picked out the file that was sitting on top.
Mihael Keehl
Raito started to reread the information that they had on the guy.
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Nationality: German
Blood Type: A
DOB: 12/13/89
Height/Weight: 5’6” 114 lbs
IQ:178
Brief Bio: Very aggressive, prone to use violence and start fights if felt insulted or threaten. Has a burn scar on left side of his body including the left side of his face. He has a habit of threatening to kill or maim people who annoy him. He is also a pryo and is very likely to set you on fire for just looking at him wrong.
History: Bastard child of the mobster Adalberto Rossiter, mother died giving birth at the age of 14. Raised in extremely violent environment, his father is an old tradition leader and taught Mihael to succeed him in spite of him being a bastard child, he has command of his own part of his father’s organization, which includes at least 32 known members who are completely loyal to him. At age 12 he set his house on fire, killing his step-mother and his 2 half-sisters. It is not known if it was intentional or not. He managed to escape with the help of his second-in-command Mail Jeevas but not without heavy scaring of the face and torso.
Raito put down the file and rubbed his eyes…damn how was he going to deal with this one? Hmm…he did have to wondered though where the hell the professor got all this kind of information.
‘Well nothing to do but call and make it up as I go along…I hate my life.’
Getting up Raito walked into the kitchen and opened up one of the drawers, inside where about 5 different cell phones along with different kinds of identifications ranging from Doctoral to P.I.
‘Now let’s see which one should I use…hmm…I think the red phone will work for this.’
Picking up the red phone Raito walked back out into the living room and dialed the number that he had memorized last night on his untraceable red phone. The phone was equipped with a bunch of scrambles so that no one would be able to trace the call back to him.
Ring…Ring…Ring…Click
“Who the fuck is this?!”
‘Well that’s a nice way to answer a phone.’
“Am I speaking to Mihael Keehl?”
“Yes motherfucker you are now tell me who you are and how the hell you got this number!”
‘Well he’s not one for small talk or beating around the bush I see…ok well then let’s be truthful…to a point of course.’
“Very well Mr. Keehl you see-”
“Mello.”
“Excuse me…?”
“Call me Mello, that’s my name. I hate that Mihael shit.”
“…Ok then Mello you may call me Tsuki now the reason I have called you-”
“Isn’t tsuki Japanese for moon or something like that? Man if you’re going to come up with an alias at least make it so it doesn’t sound girly.”
“…I’ll keep that in mind. Now if you don’t mind-”
“Nope can’t say that I do.”
‘Must not break phone, must not break phone.’
“Good then, now the reason I have called you is to see if you are interested in a certain scientific research trial, it will pay very well and you don’t have to do much at all. The trial will last for 2 to 4 weeks, and all your needs like room and board along with food or anything of that nature will be taken care of. You’ll need to be monitored for about 3 hours a day but the rest of the day will be yours to do as you will. This research trial will have no drugs or anything of that kind. It is purely a visual conduct ordeal. Also-”
“Ok I’ve heard enough. I would like you to tell me why the hell I would consent to spend a whole months worth of my time as some lab rat? If you have this number and you know my name you should know who I am and that I don’t need the cash.”
Raito grinded his teeth in frustration, he knew that this wouldn’t be easy.
“I understand that you may have concerns-”
“Oh fuck no I don’t give a shit about what you’re really doing…hell for all I know you might be luring people to a black market organ harvest…that’s not what your doing is it?”
“NO!!”
“Oh then I guess that’s fine…still though you’ll have to convince me its worth it though if you want me in your little experiment.”
Raito started to think fast, it really was his own fault for not thinking this through before calling. He guessed that half a dozen of cups of coffee weren’t cutting it anymore…maybe he should start drinking energy drinks?
‘Damn it think Raito! How are you going to convince this prissy gangster to consent?’
He had already been silent over the phone for 10 seconds…too long. He could practically feel Mello’s calm start to wear thin, as if he was calm to start out with.
If Raito had been anyone else he would have been panicking right now…luckily for him his gaze had fallen back onto Mello’s file and his eyes caught a small note on the side.
Note: It should be noted that the subject has an unusual love for anything chocolate.
‘It can’t be that simple could it?’
Suddenly Mello’s voice sounded in his ear.
“I’m waiting Tsuki if you can’t come up with an answer in the next 3 seconds I’m hanging up and you should know better then to try to call back.”
‘Might as well try it…’
“Ok then Mello I have a special deal just for you then…since we both know you don’t need the money how about this…for every hundred bill that’s owed to you, you will instead get a pound of chocolate…of any kind, including Swish and Godiva chocolates.”
There was silence on the phone, after about a minute Raito was worried that Mello had hung up. But before he could consider his options Mello finally spoke.
“Well that’s certainly interesting…how much did you say I’d get paid again?”
Raito could feel a victorious smirk cross his face. He had him.
Raito’s body relaxed into a much for comfortable position. He hadn’t even known he had been tensed up until he let out a soundless sigh of relief.
“I didn’t say actually. I haven’t got the numbers in front of me right now, my boss has those but I’d say somewhere around 3 to 4 grand…minimum.”
Because Raito was concentrating on listening he heard it, an excited gasp.
Yep he got him, hook, line and sinker. Raito could feel an inappropriate chuckle bubble in his chest; but he was able to suppress it with easy. He could laugh after he was done.
“Fine I don’t have anything important to do for the next couple of months anyway…so I will consent to your little mad doctor experiment…but I have a few conditions of my own.”
Raito could feel his new good mood fade a bit at that. What conditions could he possibly ask of?
“And those conditions are?”
“Matt comes with me?”
“Who?”
“Mail Jeevas is his birth name; he’s my second in command and my body guard. Also he’s my lover so if you got a problem with that then you can fuck off, the deal is off.”
“Oh…that’s not a problem at all, I’m gay.”
“…I should have realized that when I heard you say that you wanted to be called Tsuki.”
Raito couldn’t help but huff a little in annoyance. Tsuki was technically his real name. His name was the spelled out Tsuki but pronounced light…Raito.
“So Moonboy can my lover come or what.”
“Well usually I would say no but…you said his name was Mail Jeevas right?”
“Yes, but call him Matt.”
Raito knew that name; he picked up the folder with the other 6 subjects in it and shuffled around in it before he came to the one he was looking for. He quickly read the cover name and felt his smirk widen as he read it.
Mail Jeevas
“I think Mello that having Matt join you would be beneficiary for both of us…you see we were missing a candidate and couldn’t find anyone to replace him…if Matt would consent to helping out by coming with you to also take part. It would really help.”
“I can convince him sure, so…what now? When’s this thing happening? Oh yea also if this is all a scam I will hunt you down and have you shot and gutted before you could blink.”
Raito didn’t even bat an eyelash at the threat, maybe if this had really been a scam…which I guess you could debate if it was or not, he would be scared but since he had no intention of pissing off the obviously derailed young man he figured he was safe…his boss on the other hand better know where he could find all that chocolate he promised Mello.
“I assure you this is no scam. Now the research study will start within the next 2 to 3 days…I will call you with the directions of where it will be conducted at. Please inform Matt about the length of the study and to bring anything that he will need with him. Once the study starts leaving will be restricted to emergencies only.”
“You didn’t tell me that, damn it…fine. I expect your call at least 8 hours before we are suppose to meet.”
Raito could tell that Mello was about to hang up so he hurried to stop him.
“Wait don’t you want to set up a meeting first? Just so you know that I’m serious about this.”
“No don’t need it. I’ll be waiting for your call Tsuki see ya.”
Beep-Beep-Beep
Raito looked at the phone in his hand that was ringing with the dial tone.
“I guess that could have gone worse…”
‘And I just got two of the subjects in one phone call.’
Raito finally let the laugh that had wanted to break out earlier free. It sounded a little deranged and psychotic but since no one else was around him he didn’t care. Besides he never said he was a nice entirely stable guy.
Raito decided to look over Matt’s file before tackling another candidate.
Mail Jeevas
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Nationality: Italian
Blood Type: O
DOB: 2/1/1990
Height/Weight: 5’5” 115 lbs
IQ: 173
Brief Bio: Quite and self absorbed, but a well spoken young man, he’s very cocky when it comes to computers and electronics, which he is a self proclaimed genius of, also is a good listener and very observant of his surroundings. He has a bad habit of chain smoking like a chimney and is always carrying at least one handheld game system.
History: He is the only son of Rolf Jeevas who is a lower member of Adalberto Rossiter’s organization. He works in the organization as the head leader of communications and technology and is also the head of security despite his young age. His is also Mihael Keehl’s second in command and is rumored to also be his lover. Not much is known about him personally, or who his mother was.
Raito put down the folder as he finished reading.
‘Well one things for sure the rumor about him being Mello’s lover is true enough judging about how much Mello wanted him with him…it must be nice to have someone…’
Raito snapped himself out of the sudden melancholy mood he found himself in. Giving his head a shake Raito decided to get a drink of orange juice before continuing on with the rest of the people he needed to call.
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After gulping down two glasses of orange juice while wishing it was something a little stronger…a double shot of espresso would have been nice, and eating a piece of buttered toast Raito deemed himself ready to start on the rest of the weirdoes that he had chosen.
‘But wasn’t that why I had to choose these guys? Because they are either really weird and have something seriously wrong with them or have gone through a huge traumatic experience.’
Walking back into the room he placed both the files of Mello and Matt to the side and then proceeded to call the next person on the list.
After several hours filled with nothing but sweet words and bribes Raito marked off the next three off the list.
Looking at the names Raito cringed, he had to take a half hour break after each one of those idiots.
Kiyomi Takada
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Nationality: Japanese
Blood Type: AB
DOB: 7/12/85
Height/Weight: 5’4” 97 lbs
IQ: 90
Brief Bio: She is very arrogant and self centered, she lives and breaths the name bitch. She’s also a heroin addict and a prostitute as well as a small time dealer.
History: Disowned by her family for getting pregnant at age 15 by her high school sweet heart she took to the streets. Her child was stillborn because of the drugs that she had been shooting up since age 14. She’s a mildly well paid prostitute at the local red light district. She is also a small time dealer of narcotics; her pimp who is also her ex-boyfriend who was the one who impregnated her in the first place gets about 80 percent of her money that she makes from both of her jobs.
Takada hadn’t been too hard to convince, apparently her ex-pimp had been scamming lately and landed himself in jail so she had been on her own for a couple of months now. She really needed the money and almost immediately she was saying that she’s do it. It also helped out that he had basically charmed the pants off of her. He had no doubt that when the time came for them to meet in person she’d be all over him like a bee on honey.
‘No thanks, disgusting people like her is the reason why I’m still a virgin and girls…ew.’
After Takada he had called up a man named Touta Matsuda who had been another easy snare.
Touta Matsuda
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Nationality: Caucasian
Blood Type: B
DOB: 12/14/78
Height/Weight: 5’7” 130 lbs
IQ: 110
Brief Bio: Cheerful and energetic as well as predictable yet for some reason he is also hard to pin down personality wise. He also has a habit of tripping on air or breaking something, most of the time it’s something expensive. Loyal and good willed but has a problem with following orders.
History: Growing up in a normal middle-class family with two older sisters and a father and mother he lived in a very stable well off environment. When he spent the weekend away at a friend’s house at the age of 14 though his entire family died in a hostage situation when they had been out shopping, it was something that could have been avoided. Matsuda studies improved drastically after that and he went to collage at a early age and joined the police force soon after, it is speculation that he did so to avenge his family’s deaths. When he was 28 though he was discharged without honors because he was unwilling to obey direct orders from a higher official, it is not known what those orders where only that Matsuda had been horrified by them and so disobeyed.
Raito founded himself a tiny bit amused after he was done with convincing Matsuda to join in the study. When Raito had begun talking on the phone to the ex-police officer he had been blown away by the amount of…cheerfulness that Matsuda had been displaying with his voice.
It was like the guy didn’t even remember that he had been discharged disgracefully. Raito even remembered in on the news almost 4 years ago…it had been really bad on how everyone on the news had talked about him. Hell some of it had to be censored or something like that.
It also helped that Raito had known Matsuda since he was a child. Matsuda use to work for his father before he had been transferred when Raito had been 15. Matsuda had only been 22 at the time.
It seemed that Matsuda had also recognized him by his voice and had already agreed to help out without even hearing if he was being paid or not. After thanking Matsuda Raito had hung up and took a small 10 minute break.
After Matsuda Raito decided that it would be beneficiary to work a little quicker, Matsuda had spent almost an hour and half just talking about nothing at all, or at least nothing significant that Raito thought was important to remember. Raito hadn’t even been able to get a word in until he had to fake an important incoming call.
‘Ok let’s see who’s next…’
Naomi Misora
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Nationality: Asian
Blood Type: A
DOB: 2/11/1976
Height/Weight: 5’6” 101 lbs
IQ: 121
Brief Bio: While having a caring attitude most of the time, she can have a bit of an over protective side to. Has several scars over the torso area and arms, the arms scars reflect self-mutations.
History: Growing up in poverty Misora lived a very poor and dangerous life. She had 8 brothers and sisters, only two of them where full siblings, the rest where either half-siblings or step siblings. Her mother worked a seamstress in a local factory and her father died when she was 2. Growing up in such an environment you tend to clang to any signed of affection you can grab on to. One of her older step-brothers had fancied her and the two of them ran away when she turned 16. He quickly became abusive both physically and verbally. At age 19 she became pregnant but she miscarriage violently after only 2 months because of a violent beating by her boyfriend. The damaged was so bad that it rendered her unable to carry any more children in the future. In a fit of temporary insanity she ran her boyfriend over with their car, a totally of 3 times. She got a light sentence of only 5 years because of her instability at the time. She now works in an orphanage as a guidance counselor.
Raito sat back in his seat and thought about what he just read, he couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for the woman.
‘Wow that’s got to suck…that poor woman, well maybe when this experiments over I can convince the professor to actually pay her a bonus or something…good my little conscience is appeased today. If I do that maybe I’d have done my one good deed out of the year and gotten that little pesky deed done.’
Having thoughts of something that would genuinely help another always made him feel weird and his skin crawl. Raito knew he wasn’t a really nice guy, heck he probably hated most of the human population on principle alone. So it always unnerved him to think good or pitying thoughts for someone.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he quickly dialed the number of Misora. It only took him about 45 minutes to convince her, she was very suspicious and almost hanged up on him twice but it seemed that natural curiosity and the money that he was offering was to good an offer to pass up. They even had a somewhat pleasant conversation about economically issues and their take on the manner. It was kind of nice, Raito vowed to himself that he would make sure that at the very least Misora wouldn’t get hurt in the experiment.
He didn’t really give a damn about the others.
Hanging up after saying his goodbyes and a promise to call her soon with the details Raito took a deep breath and looked at his watch.
It was already 6:00 pm, he was cutting it pretty close and he still had to make a few more calls before he could call it quits for the day.
‘Ok only two more to deal with and then I can go to the professor and not get kicked in the head.’
Raito looked at the next person on his list.
Teru Mikami
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Nationality: Thai
Blood Type: A
DOB: 6/7/82
Height/Weight: 5’7” 123 lbs
IQ: 166
Brief Bio: Stiffly proper and polite Mikami has a bit of a perfection complex and looks down at anyone he deems unworthy. He is obsessed with cleanness and has a bit of a germ phobia and has bouts of manic depression.
History: He’s a criminal prosecutor who works for a small time firm. He’s been praised for he genius of taking the offense and winning several high risk cases. When he was 8 years old he was tried for the murder of his parents who had been killed rather violently in their home. But since no evidence had been found added with the fact that he had been deemed to young to commit such an act the chargers were let go. It was later found out though that there had been evidence and signs of suspected child abused.
‘Oh this is going to be fun…not.’
Raito picked up his little red phone and dialed up the number of Mikami’s firm. At this time in the day there was little doubt that he would be in. He was most likely finishing up his work.
Ring…Ring…Ring…Click
“Mikami speaking, who is this?”
“Hello Mikami my name is Tsuki I was wondering if you would spare a few minutes of your time to hear a proposition.”
“I’m not buying anything sir.”
“Oh no nothing like that. You see I’m a research assistant for a professor over at the Eton-Htaed Collage. We are conducting a study and would very much like for you to join us.”
“What as a lab rat? I don’t think so good day sir.”
“Wait please! Please give me time to explain first and then if you still don’t like it then I promise not to call again.”
“…I’m listening.”
Raito almost let out a sigh of relief but managed to just breath out slowly instead.
“Thank you, now as I was saying, myself and my boss has spent the last several months working for the success of this study. We have already gotten the approval and consent of several others who also would like to participate. The pay for volunteering will be several grand, also because the experiment will last up to 2 to 4 weeks all food and the necessities would be provided as well as lodging.”
“Well that may sound all dandy and stuff but what is this study about?”
“Surprisingly you are the first to really as that question, all the others immediately said yes after hearing about the money.”
“Yes well I’m pretty well paid at my job so while the money is tempting I would rather not be scammed into something.”
“I assure you this is no scam, my professor has most of the details of the study and if you consent to aiding it he will be able to tell you in detail about the research study. I can tell you though that it has something to do with mind waves and energy. Nothing dangerous at all, just a few monitoring hours a day in a certain environment, I can also assure you that there will be no risk for yourself, your safety will be our number one priority.”
Raito waited with baited breath as Mikami seemed to ponder it.
‘Yes your safety is our number one priority…yea right and in Umbrella we trust…god damn it! Stupid Resident Evil game, now because of Sayu I have it stuck in my head. I am never playing another video game for the rest of my life! Screw boredom! I will never be that bored again!’
Almost five minutes went by as Mikami pondered if he would like to participate. He asked some legal questions about the study and Raito tried to answer them as truthfully as possible. Mikami was a lawyer and didn’t have that bad of an IQ so Raito knew the only way to get Mikami on board was to make him curious enough about the study to want to be a part of it.
What Raito didn’t know at the time was that curiosity wasn’t what made Mikami decided to join in.
“Ok I’m in I guess.”
Raito smirked a bit.
“That’s very good thank you, I will be calling you in two days with the directions of where we all will be staying.”
“Ok that’s fine…hey Tsuki I was wondering if you’d want to meet up before the whole research thing, maybe for a coffee or something?”
“Oh do you have any more concerns that need to be addressed or something? Because if you do I’d be happy to answer them right now.”
“Ah no that’s not what I was asking I was wondering if you’d go out with me, you know like a date.”
“…E-excuse me?!”
“Oh I’m sorry do you already have a boyfriend?”
“…well no but why do you think I’m…?”
“Oh because your voice just sounds so…beautiful…god like really.”
Raito could feel his face flush a bit, but while he was embarrassed he wasn’t flattered. He didn’t need to be hit on by one of their test subjects.
“Ah well thank you Mikami but I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. I’ll call you in two days, good evening.”
Then before Mikami could respond Raito hanged up.
‘My god I so didn’t need that. I may want to get laid but I don’t think I need it badly enough to let some…fanatic do me.’
‘Not that I’d be bottom of course…still no thank you.’
After assuring himself of his masculinity Raito turned to the last person on the list.
‘Finally only one more…then I’ll think I’ll leave a message for the professor that I’m done with contacting them and then crash…tomorrow’s going to suck. I have to go to the collage and make sure that all the equipment is ready to go.’
Raito looked up the last person and dialed the number. While listening to the phone ring and waiting he looked over the last file.
Misa Amane
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Nationality: Romanian
Blood Type: AB
DOB: 12/25/1984
Height/Weight: 5” 79lbs
IQ: 82
Brief Bio: Bubbly and friendly most of the time, other times severely psychotic. She’s believes she’s a witch and has a habit of trying to cast dark spells to hurt people she doesn’t like. She worships an old Romanian war-blood god and if the person she cast a spell on doesn’t get hurt she hires someone to do it for her.
History: Misa is the only daughter of a famous actor who died tragically when Misa was 13. Moving from one foster home to another, Misa instability with reality had taken a turn for the worse. She was diagnosed with severe manic depression and bipolar disorder. She currently works as a part time erotic dance teacher and spends most of her time working in a local strip club. She also has her own porn site where she tries to gain attention as a model.
‘My life really does suck…’
Ring…Ring…Ring…Click
“Hello Misa-Misa here who is this?”
The voice that sounded over the phone was so perky that it was almost enough to make Raito gagged.
“Hello Miss. Amane my name is Tsuki and I work for-”
“Oh my gosh you sound so cute! I just bet your great looking with such a sexy voice!”
Raito was so startled by the interruption that he almost chocked on his own spit by managed to avoid it by holding his breath.
“Ah thank you Miss. Amane-”
“Oh please call me Misa-Misa Tsuki cutie!”
“…sure thing, now Misa…Misa I have a proposition for you-”
“As long as it includes you count me in sweetie!”
‘Oh dear lord I can’t do this…wait hold that thought maybe I could use this to my advantage.’
“As a matter of fact it does Misa. You see I work for a local collage professor and we are conducting a research study and…I would personally love for you to join us. I’ve ah seen you before and I just know that you’d be prefect for this job, it pays well and could take up to 2 to 4 weeks...”
Raito heard a gasp and squeal of delight.
“Does that mean that Misa-Misa will be spending time with Tsuki cutie for a month?!”
“…Yes.”
“Yea! Misa-Misa can’t wait! Tsuki sounds like such a cute guy!”
‘My god she’s so…so stupid.’
“Yes well…thank you for deciding to include yourself in our research study. I’ll be calling back in two or three days with all the details on where the group will be staying.”
“As long as I get to stay with Tsuki, maybe there will be a shortage of beds huh Tsuki…”
High pitched giggling could be heard over the phone. Raito couldn’t help but cringe at the thought of sharing a room with the woman…much less a bed.
‘Over my dead maggot ridden corpse.’
“I’m sure that there will be enough beds and rooms Misa. Well thank you for your time goodnight.”
Just like with Mikami Raito hanged up before the person on the other end tried to engage him into a conversation…that included flirting, rather bad flirting if he had anything to go by, at least by what had already been said.
‘This isn’t fair…I’m going to have at least 3 insane people after me for almost a whole month…just great, I would complain to the professor but I know that he’d just get a kick out of seeing me suffer like this.’
Raito sighed as he threw the red cell phone onto the ground. Done and done. He had all seven of the candidates that he had picked out.
Now instead of being candidates they were test subjects.
Raito yawned as he looked at his watch. It was almost 8 o’clock. He had been on the phone since 8 that morning. Almost 12 hours of non-stop social niceties was almost too much for Raito to handle.
After sluggishly picking up his mess of papers and putting everything nicely and orderly into his brief case Raito fixed himself dinner that consisted of chicken with asparagus. He also opened up a bottle of red wine and poured himself a glass, almost inhaling the first glass before filling it up again and drinking it slowly this time, sipping the wine instead of chugging it. He ate quickly and then took his now third full glass of wine into the bedroom with him.
Stripping out of his clothes Raito lounged on the bed sipping at his glass. Thinking about nothing in particular Raito absentmindly reached for his everyday cell phone and left a message to the professor that he was done contacting all the subjects and that everything was a go. After telling the answering machine that he would be in bright and early to help with any last minute details Raito hanged up.
Setting the now empty glass on his bedside desk Raito turned off his lamp. As darkness filled the room Raito could feel himself drifting off to sleep…
Just as he felt the blanket of deep sleep griped him he could have sworn he heard some one calling for him…
Raito…Raito…Raito…Raito…
But before he could think about it sleep had overtaken him. If he had stayed awake for just a second more he would have heard the voice change into something else…something much more sinister…
Kira…yes come to us Kira…my Kira…you won’t escape…me…anymore…
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By Kira, Raito leave your apartment already! Don’t worry people Raito will be leaving his apartment in chapter 4 and there will be interaction with other people.
This is a filler chapter as I’m sure most of you have guessed, I just needed to get this done with. I was planning on doing every one of the seven’s conversations then I realized that it would take way to much time and make the chapter way to long. So I just did the interesting ones.
How does everyone like it so far? I know that I’m still in explaining mode. But you do need to know a bit about the seven before we can go into the story. I’m making things to complicated again aren’t I?
The ending was kind of creepy huh? I will point out this though so no one’s pulling their hair trying to figure it out…The person who called out to Raito was one person and the person who called him Kira is someone else.
Bet you could all guess who is who huh?
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