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Bible Black: Training Days

Part Four: Perpetrators

�Wake up,� someone said.
Yuge groaned. Another wonderful dream had just been sent packing.
�Wake up!� The person waking him was more persistent. It took him another minute to realize it was Imari. She�s not kidding about waking me up every damn day, is she?

Imari shook his shoulder. �You have to wake up!� She said. She sounded a little frantic.
Yuge rolled toward her and grumbled, �Kurumi-chan, I understand you want to do this, but since you�re already getting ready before me, couldn�t you once let me sleep until my alarm�� He looked at his clock as he scolded her. He managed to focus just enough to tell what time it said. It was a few minutes after two in the morning. �What the hell?!� He looked back at Imari. She was framed by the light coming from the hallway. It was then that Yuge realized it wasn�t a normal wake-up. Imari was still wearing the bra and panties she�d gone to bed in and her hair was down.
�I�m sorry,� she said, �but you have a phone call. It�s Investigator Sakurako. He says it�s very important.� She handed him the mobile receiver from the kitchen and stood at attention while he answered.
It took Yuge a moment. He was surprised he hadn�t heard the phone ring himself, something that he used to able to do no matter how deep he was in sleep. I must be getting used to just Imari waking me. I�ll have to retrain my senses. �This is Yuge,� he said into the phone. �Yes�yes�I see. I know the place. I can be there in about�� He looked at the clock again. ��fifteen minutes. Keep the scene clear till I get there.� He pressed the end button and handed the phone back to Imari. �There�s been more killing.�
�The serial murderer?�
�It looks that way, this time at a bar nearby. I have to go there while the crime scene is relatively fresh.�
Imari beamed. �I can be in my uniform in a few minutes!�
�No! I�m going. You get back to bed and get some rest before you have to get up later.�
�But I have to go! I have to drive you, don�t I?�
�I knew how to drive before you started driving me, Kurumi-chan.�
Imari lowered her head, then raised it and clasped her hands in front of her. �Yuge-san, please! I won�t learn anything about being an investigator if I can�t see the work you do. I promise I won�t get in your way or do anything to embarrass you, so please take me with you!�
Yuge stared at her, then sighed. �You really are my daughter,� he grumbled. When he saw she was confused by that, he smiled at her and said, �How long will it take you to get in your uniform?�
Imari grinned. �Five minutes! I swear no more than five minutes!� With that she dashed out of Yuge�s bedroom.

Seventeen minutes later, Imari pulled up to the bar in question. District police had already cordoned off the area around it and crime scene investigators were already on scene, while the usual collection of bystanders had gathered around the preimeter. From the car, Imari and Yuge could see Tokken Investigators Sakurako and Mishima conferring with local detectives, probably telling them that the person in charge of the case was on the way. Yuge sighed. He had no one to blame but himself. He�d decided to handle the serial murders himself, which meant nobody on Tokken�s night shift had a clear handle on the case. It almost guaranteed he�d be awakened in the middle of the night sometimes just to work on it.
Yuge and Imari exited the car at the same time and went over to the barrier tape. Imari walked a step behind and to Yuge�s left. Yuge led the way to where Sakurako, a male investigator, and Mishima, a female investigator, were standing. Yuge addressed Sakurako first. �You say this is the real thing?�
�Yes, sir,� Sakurako said. �Two victims, both women, same condition of the bodies as in the other murders.�
As they spoke, Mishima raised the tape to let Yuge inside the perimeter. She was about to drop it in front of Imari, but Yuge stopped her.
�She�s with me,� he said.
Mishima blinked at him, then glared a little at Imari before letting her through. Imari returned the animosity with a smug smile as she followed her senpai onto the scene.
Yuge wiped the smile off her face with a reminder. �Remember, you don�t touch anything and you don�t get in the way of the people recording the scene, got it?�
�Right!� Imari said immediately.
�Did you bring gloves?�
�Yes!� Imari reached into her cleavage and pulled out two surgical gloves.
�Put them on.� Yuge was already wearing his favorite leather gloves.
�Right!� Imari said. She put on the gloves as ordered, but thought, If you won�t let me touch anything, why do I need gloves? Fortunately, she was smart enough not to ask that out loud.
Yuge looked around and spotted camera flashes coming from an alley beside the bar. �The bodies are there?�
�Yes,� Mishima said. �A representative from the coroner�s office arrived about ten minutes before you and has examined the bodies. He�s waiting to give you a preliminary report, but the cause of death looks pretty obvious.�
�I see.� Yuge headed toward the alley. Sakurako, Mishima, Imari and one of the detectives fell in step with him. �Particulars?�
The detective handled this one. He consulted his notes and said, �The victims are Chihiro Okajima and Chiwa Okajima, aged 27 and 21 respectively. According to her ID, Chiwa Okajima just turned 21 today. They were probably here to celebrate, but we have no confirmation of that yet.�
�Were they sisters?� Imari blurted out. Everyone but Yuge turned to look at her. She blushed as she said, �I mean�they have the same surname, and they were celebrating the younger one becoming legal, so I thought maybe��
The detective smiled at her and shrugged. �They were sisters, but we won�t be able to confirm why they were here until we start our interviews with loved ones and neighbors.�
Yuge just grunted. Confirmed or not, their relationship and reasons for being at the bar were irrelevant until the evidence showed otherwise. �Who discovered the bodies?�
�Another bar patron, Yuki Matsuno. She�d gone into the alley to take a piss.�
�Why the alley?� Imari asked.
�Apparently, there�ve been very long lines for the bathroom all night,� Mishima said. �You know what that�s like, don�t you?�
Imari couldn�t prove it, but there was the slightest hint of mischief in that statement.
The detective missed it entirely. �Yeah, well, she ended up pissing herself anyway. In fact, she pissed and threw up as soon as she saw the bodies, then she ran back into the bar to call the police. That was at around twelve-thirty. That�s her over there.�
Yuge and Imari looked where he was pointing. Standing in another part of the scene being tended to by a paramedic and a female uniformed officer was a slight, pretty, brown-haired girl wearing a black halter top and crème-colored jeans. There was a white sweater tied around her waist, positioned in a futile attempt to hide the damage she had done to her pants. It wasn�t big enough to hide the dark streaks going down the insides of the pants legs.
Yuge turned to his agents. �You talked to her yourselves?�
�We were with the detective when he talked to her, so we essentially got the story first-hand,� Sakurako said.
Yuge grunted again. By this time they were in the alley entrance. The coroner met Yuge there. �We�re ready to move the bodies, but I was told you�d want to see them first.�
�That�s right,� Yuge said. �Do you have a preliminary report for me?�
�Yes. Follow me.� He led everyone back into the alley. �Cause of Death is pretty straightforward. Both women had their throats cut. The carotid and jugular were sliced through in both cases. Watch your step there. That�s where the witness threw up.�
Yuge avoided the spot indicated. �The witness came back here to relieve herself. Do you think the victims were back here to do the same thing?�
�Likely, but there�s no way to know for sure until the crime scene investigators are done with their samples.�
�According to the bartender, lots of people do their business out here on a really busy night,� the detective chimed in. �He says he�s been on the owner�s case about expanding the bathrooms.�
�At any rate,� the coroner said, �the post-mortem damage done to the bodies makes it hard to tell just from the initial examination.�
Imari, still walking behind Yuge, blinked. Post-mortem damage? Post-mortem means �after death�, right? What could have happened to them after death?

A moment later, Imari got her answer. Yuge stopped short and crouched down. When he was out of her line of sight, Imari got a good look at the bodies.
Two women, a slim brunette and a curvy redhead, were sitting against the wall of the bar in a massive pool of their own blood. Their limbs had gone slack and their eyes were lifeless. The brunette wore only a pair of black leather pants pushed down to her thighs and a pair of high-heeled black pumps, while the redhead wore red thigh-high stockings, red pumps, white panties hiked down to her thighs and a black jersey ripped open at the front. A silver-sequined handkerchief shirt, presumably the brunette�s, and a torn red leather miniskirt, the redhead�s, lay like afterthoughts in the blood by their owners. Their heads rested at odd angles thanks to the knife slashes that had killed them, but what was done post-mortem was even more sinister. The killer, not satisfied with just the women�s deaths, had cut off their breasts and carved their labia out of their pelvises.
Imari goggled at the sight of the mutilation and gore, and as Yuge examined the bodies closely and the coroner explained their condition in dispassionate terms she started to gag. She covered her mouth with both hands and tried desperately to swallow the bile, but she was starting to feel faint and would soon be unable to keep from vomiting.
Yuge looked up at her. �If you�re going to throw up, do it outside the perimeter.�
She wanted to say �Yes�, but would have just thrown up all over Yuge if she had, so she nodded and ran as fast as she could to the boundary tape. She didn�t have time to cross it before her gut clenched, so she doubled over the tape and heaved. It took a minute to get rid of all her dinner that way, then she stood straight and used a handkerchief from her bosom to wipe the sweat from her brow and vomit from her mouth.
Then someone in front of her yelled, �You stupid cunt!�
Imari blinked, and only then realized that she had thrown up so close to one of the onlookers. Then she looked down and saw that she had thrown up on him. His left pants leg and shoe were covered in her vomit. She was immediately contrite. �Oh, god! I�m so sorry, sir!� She bowed deeply. �Please forgive me!�
�What the fuck�s wrong with you? You work for Tokken and you can�t handle a little blood?�
It was actually an enormous amount of blood, more than she�d ever seen in her life, but it would do no good to tell him that. �Please, sir, if you just send me the cleaning bill��
�What�Tokken�s gonna pay for my pants and shoes?�
�Well, no, but I will, if you�ll just��
�Fuck you, bitch! I don�t want to see your face again as long as I live!� The man stormed off, trailing Imari�s vomit. Some of his fellow bystanders showed sympathy, others laughed their asses off.
�Again, I�m sorry�� Imari whispered after him. She felt horrible. Her body kept making her embarrass herself, and by connection Chief Investigator Yuge. He must hate me, she thought. She was on the verge of tears, but a tap on her shoulder stopped her.
It was Yuki Matsuno. �I know how you feel�� she said meekly. �Here. The bartender gave me this to wash out my mouth.� Yuki held out a half-full glass of seltzer.
Imari looked at the glass, then looked at Yuki and smiled. �Thank you,� she said as she took the glass. She took a bit of the drink in her mouth and washed it around, then looked for a clearer place beyond the tape to spit it out.
Yuge called out to her when she gave the glass back to Yuki. �Kurumi-chan! Get Matsuno-san�s address and take her home! I�ll talk to her myself later!�
�Yes!� Imari called back. �When do you want me to come back for you?�
�Don�t! Go home after you�ve dropped off Matsuno-san! I�ll get a ride from Sakurako!�
The little morale boost Yuki had given Imari disappeared immediately. He really does hate me� she thought, but she had a duty to perform. �Right�um, Matsuno-san, are you ready to go home now?�
�Very ready! I�ve had enough of this night! I�d like to go back to the bar and drink till I forget it, but I can do that just as easily at home. I will return this glass, though, and then we can get out of here.�
Imari smiled prettily. �Okay!�

Imari pulled up to Yuki�s apartment building five minutes later. �I can walk you to your door if you want.�
�Would you?� Yuki asked. �I could use the company. My friends bailed on me when I told them I had to wait for the police.�
�That�s so unfair. I�d be happy to escort you to your door.�
Yuki smiled. �Thank you so much.�
They got out of the car and walked up to the building entrance. Yuki found her keys in her sweater. It took her a couple of tries to get the right key in the lock, an indication of how intoxicated she was. Imari got into the elevator with her and they rode it up to the second floor. It was a short walk to Yuki�s apartment, 2C. Imari watched as she unlocked that door and opened it.
�You should be all right now,� Imari said. �My supervisor will be by later today to talk to you.�
�Will you be with him?� Yuki asked.
�Um�I don�t think so. I think he�ll be mad at me about what I did at the crime scene.�
Yuki lowered her head. �That�s too bad, because I�� She raised her head to look at Imari. She was blushing, and there was a strange look in her eye. ��because I want to see you again. I really want to see you.�
Imari blinked. �Um, what do you mean by that?�
�Has anyone told you how beautiful you are?�
Imari blushed. �Some have mentioned it, yes��
�That�s good, because you are beautiful, so beautiful it�s heart-breaking.�
Imari was at a loss for words. �Thank�you?�
�Your uniform is sooo sexy. Did I mention I love women in uniforms?� Imari shook her head slowly. �When the paramedic and the police woman came to help me, I thought I was in heaven, but then I knew I was when I saw you, and you showed you were so human by reacting to the death the same way I did. And then you brought me home and walked me up here, like you were my hero. You�re my hero, Imari-san.�
Imari chuckled nervously. �I believe you�re a little drunk, Matsuno-san.�
�No, actually I�m very drunk, and very scared after tonight, but neither fact has anything to do with you being so beautiful, and I would give everything I have just to spend one night with you. Stay with me tonight, my hero. Protect me from the bad people and make love to me.�
�I-I can�t, I�my supervisor wants me to go home, so��
�He didn�t tell what time you had to be home, did he?� Yuki suddenly reached out and cupped Imari�s breasts, making Imari gasp. Yuki lifted them and squeezed them together a little. �Yours are so big. I wish mine were this big, but I�m not jealous. I just love them on you, and your blouse makes them look so inviting.� She leaned forward and kissed the cleft the breasts made, once, twice, three times, then she extended her tongue and stuck it into the space at the top of the cleft. She licked Imari�s chest a few times, then ran the tip of her tongue down the cleavage until she tasted fabric, then ran it up until she felt chest again, then back and forth.
Imari�s knees knocked uncontrollably at the sensation of her tits being licked like a pussy. She wanted to make Yuki stop, but her body was betraying her. �Please�stop�I have to go��
Yuki came up for air, but said, �I can�t stop. I have to make you stay with me, don�t you see? If you don�t stay, I can�t worship you like the goddess you are.�
�But I�m not a goddess! I�m just��
�All you need to be a goddess is worhippers. I�ll worship you, any way you desire.� With that, Yuki resumed her hand and mouth work on Imari�s tits.
Imari got lost in the sensation. Nobody had ever done anything like this with her chest before. Sure, she�d had her nipples sucked and played with, but having her breasts licked this way was a new experience. She felt she could let it go on forever, but as soon as she thought that she realized it couldn�t. What am I doing? We hardly know each other, and I don�t really like girls�I don�t think� She shook her head to clear it and grabbed Yuki�s wrists and stepped back to arm�s length. �Matsuno-san, please! I can�t do this!�
�You didn�t like it?� Yuki said. �I thought you might like it��
�That�s not it!� Actually, the crotch of her panties was soaked at the moment. She tried not to think about what that said about her. �It�s just�with the investigation going on, it wouldn�t be right. We just have to wait. Do you understand?�
Yuki nodded. �I understand. We can�t do this now, so I�ll wait, if that�s what you want.�
�Yes,� Imari said. She waited until she was sure Yuki wouldn�t attack her again, then let go of her wrists.
�I�ll wait,� Yuki said, �but when the investigation is over, please come back to me. You know where I live, and you know I�ll worship you when I see you again.� With that Yuki blew Imari a kiss and went into the apartment.
Imari ran out of the building as soon as Yuki closed and locked her door. She got into the driver�s side of Yuge�s car and caught her breath and tried to calm the feeling between her legs. �I�ve gotten so much sexual attention since I put on this uniform,� she thought aloud, �but mainly from kinky women. I don�t think that�s what the designers intended.� She was still trying to calm herself when it hit her: �My breasts were just licked by a drunken woman who had thrown up not half an hour ago. Now I�ll have to take a bath!�
She sighed and started the car.

Yuge arrived at home about an hour-and-a-half later to find Imari sitting in the living room in her bathrobe. She stood immediately upon hearing the front door open. �Welcome home, Chief Investigator!� She said eagerly.
Yuge looked surprised to see her. �What are you doing?�
�Waiting for you,� Imari said. �I wanted to apologize for embarrassing you tonight.�
�Did you embarrass me tonight?� Yuge said.
�When I ran away and threw up at the crime scene,� she said with a blush.
�That didn�t embarrass me,� Yuge said, �just you.�
�Oh,� Imari said, crestfallen.
Yuge chuckled, �Kurumi-chan, no one walks away from their first bloody murder scene unaffected. No one human, anyway. You did exactly what I thought you�d do.�
�Is that what you meant when you said I wasn�t ready?�
�What I meant was that if you didn�t react to your first crime scene like a twenty-year professional would it would dampen your morale. I wanted you to realize you�d have problems your first time out so that you knew what to expect. Understand?�
�So you�re not mad?�
�No. What made you think I would be?�
�You made me come home after I dropped off Matsuno-san.�
�Because I knew we still have to go to work later and there was no need for both of us to be dead tired, so I expected you to come home and go back to bed.�
�Oh. Well, I don�t think I could sleep anyway.�
�The image still with you?� Imari nodded. �It will be for a while. In that case, would you like to stay up with me for a while and talk?� Imari nodded again, so they went back over to the table and sat across from each other.
Imari rested her elbows on the table and folded her hands in front of her. �Is it always like that?� she asked. She had the same haunted look in her eyes that he remembered from the night she first moved in with him.
�Not always,� Yuge said. �I was a homicide investigator before this, and the one thing I learned on that job was that there are many ways for a person to kill his fellow man, and not all of them are that bloody. Tokken�s cases are usually more gory, but the amount of blood is usually commensurate with the level of sacrifice required of whatever ritual is being performed.�
�What kind of ritual could require doing that to those poor women?�
�I don�t know yet. It may not be demonic at all. It could be that the killers are just making trophies of the female victims� genitalia. Horrible, yes, but not necessarily something we have to deal with. We�ll know for sure once we make this series of murders our priority. We�ll have to do research in our archives to see if there�s any correlation between the condition of the bodies and any rituals we have on record.�
�Wait�did you say �killers�? There�s more than one?�
Yuge nodded. �After you left, the coroner explained that the girls died at virtually the same time and their throats were slashed in opposite directions. If both things are true, then a single killer would need to have four hyper-flexing arms to do everything at once.�
Imari smiled. �If it�s a demon, it could easily have four arms.�
Yuge smiled back, glad to see she had retained some of her sense of humor. �If it were a demon, it wouldn�t need a knife to kill anybody. No, we�re dealing with human beings here, at least two but there could be more, people strong enough and smart enough to kill the victims while keeping them from screaming.�
�They didn�t scream at all?�
�No one in the bar heard anything, which is likely why they weren�t discovered until long after they had bled to death.�
�I see. Well then, what if it is two or more people?�
�That makes it more likely to be something ritualistic, something demonic. The average fetish killer doesn�t share his kills with anyone, but cultists always work together like robots toward their common goals, and that would include participating in any sacrifices.�
�So you think they�re cultists after all?�
�Yes, and that makes them our problem.�
Imari clenched her fists and made a decision. �I want to help in any way I can to catch these cultists.�
�You will, when we go in to work later today. Right now, we should both get some rest.� Yuge got up and kissed Imari on the forehead before heading off to his room.
Imari spent a few moments reveling in the sensation of Yuge�s fatherly kiss, then gasped as flashes of suppressed memory came unbidden to her mind�s eye. None of them were very clear, but she knew the cold details of what they represented: Rituals, demonic ones, orchestrated by Kitami-sensei and her followers.
She pounded her fist on the table and shook her head to clear it. �I will help stop everyone like her�� she muttered.
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Training Days	By : Aquarius Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Games Views: 7380 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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