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Hello faithful readers I’m back again and with the 9th chapter.
Disclaimer: I don’t own it. If I did, trust me you would know
Warnings: the usual; yaoi, shonen-ai, minor, WD, plus some mild torture to spice things up
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Chapter 9
Earlier in the Principle’s Office:
Takashi has just left to complete his assignment, leaving Satoshi to the mercy of the head administrator. “Well Mr. Hiwatari shall we get started?” Principle Hokkaido walks over to his desk, opens the top drawer and pulls out a letter opener. He walks back over to Satoshi with an evil smile on his face; he kneels down to the same eye level as Satoshi and unties his right arm from the armrest. He holds Satoshi’s wrist in a firm grip using his thumb to fan out Sato’s fingers. “Tell me Hiwatari, do you truly believe in the legends of the Phantom thief, or that you can stop the prophecy?” Principle Hokkaido places the letter opener underneath the nail of Satoshi’s index finger and proceeds to push it in and lift off the nail completely. Needless to say this brought Satoshi extreme pain, but he swallowed his tears and only allowed a small grunt of pain to leak through as the blood from his finger started to drip onto the floor. Hokkaido took off three more nails hoping that Satoshi would break; it upset him when he didn’t so he decided on another approach. Going back to his desk, Hokkaido opened another drawer and pulled out a collection of assorted knives. Some were straight edged, others were rigid and there were even a few with blades that looked like squiggly lines. All of the blades looked like they could do some serious damage. “I’ve been told to kill you, but I think you and I can have some fun together. Would you like that Sato?” Principle Hokkaido new of Daisuke’s pet name for Satoshi, and personally he thought it was ridiculous. The great police commander given a pet name how pathetic, he intended to show Satoshi how pathetic he really is.
Somewhere later out in the hall:
Daisuke decided after his last encounter with Krad to take a detour from his last class and head up to the front office. “I have to tell Principle Hokkaido the truth about me and Mr. Hikari. I may get expelled, but if it puts Krad behind bars than it’s a risk I’m willing to take.” Daisuke says to himself as he enters the front office, Mrs. Haruna the secretary wasn’t at her usual post behind the desk with various chibi anime figures on it “I guess she’s on break.” Daisuke said as he looked around the office, it was unusually deserted for this time of day. There would at least be a few student aids looking through permanent records, but there was no one; only Daisuke. ‘I’m sure she won’t mind if I just check and see if Principle Hokkaido is busy’ he thought as he walked over to the administrator’s door, surprised to see it was slightly open. Nothing could have prepared Daisuke for what he saw through that door; Satoshi was tied to a chair and bleeding from his right hand. The principle had a knife in one hand and a lighter in the other, with the lighter lit Principle Hokkaido placed the knife over the flame moving it back and forth so that the blade would be evenly heated. He then brought the blade over to Satoshi and placed it on the area right behind his left ear at the top of his neck (this is a rather sensitive spot if you’ve never been hurt there before), Daisuke swore could hear the flesh singe and burn from the contact with the hot metal. Satoshi was careful not to show his pain, the last thing he wanted was to let the sick bastard know he was getting to him. “Hmmmm, it seems the blade isn’t hot enough.” The principle starts to heat up the blade again with the lighter; at this point Daisuke comes to two conclusions:
That second option was the best idea Daisuke has ever come up with in a while.
Gathering as much of his courage as he could, Daisuke burst through the door and using the most authoritarian looking pose he had (which made him look really cute) demanded that Satoshi be set free. This not only caught Principle Hokkaido off guard, but Satoshi was dumbfounded as well. Sato was however quick enough to use this distraction as a means of escape. Since the idiot principal never tied up his feet Satoshi used his left leg to kick Principle Hokkaido in the back of his leg right behind the knee cap effectively bringing him down to his knees. Using his right leg Satoshi kicked the knife out of Principle Hokkaido’s hands and kicked him in the head, knocking him out cold.
“Daisuke, Dai! Snap out of it and help me before he gets up!” Satoshi yelled to Daisuke’s attention. Daisuke was always awe struck with the way Satoshi easily dispatched his opponents. Snapping out of his revere Dai ran over to where the knife fell, picked it up and proceeded to cut Satoshi free. They thought they were home free as they ran for the door, Satoshi’s hand had just touched the door handle when they both heard a small ping go off near where the principle was laying on the floor. Satoshi looked back at him and wondered, ‘What’s he doing getting a text message on his cell phone?’ “Hell, what’s he doing with a cell phone?” Satoshi says out loud as he makes his way back over to the administrator. “Sato, are you alright?” Daisuke didn’t understand it, they had a great opportunity for escape, but Sato wanted to read the guy’s inbox? “Ummm, Sato…?” “Stay by the door Daisuke. If something happens I want you to run straight to my house, you know where I keep the key.” Satoshi says as he carefully reaches down into the man’s front right pocket and slowly extracts the cell phone. He brings up the resent messages menu and sees one new message in the inbox. Once he read the message Sato bolted into action, “Dai we have to go, now!” He grabs Daisuke’s hand and runs out the office with him in tow. They rush past Mrs. Haruna as she enters the office almost knocking her down, “What in heaven’s name…?” She says as she walks into Principle Hokkaido’s office and sees him on the floor apparently unconscious. She runs back to her desk, picks up a walkie/talkie and signals every available administrator that there is an emergency situation, “Principle Hokkaido is unconscious, and Satoshi Hiwatari has escaped taking another student as a prisoner. It looked like Daisuke Niwa, but I’m not to sure. He must be detained at all costs and make sure that the other student remains unharmed.” Once that broadcast got out all the administrators started roaming the halls, Teachers were told to put their classes on hold in order to help with the search, the entire school was put on lock down and there is no way in or out without getting caught.
Satoshi and Daisuke were running down side corridors, avoiding the main hall ways in order to stay hidden. “Every teacher in the school is probably out looking for us by now” Satoshi says as they stop at corner to catch their breaths. “Sato were gonna get caught if we just keep running like this.” Daisuke says as he regulates his breathing, “Look, I know this school like my own home. There are still a few secret passage ways that haven’t been closed up yet, they lead to somewhere out side the school so let use them to escape.” “Perfect idea Dai, which route is closest from here?” asked Sato, “We’re on the 1st floor so the one in the music room would be closest.” He explained while Satoshi took a quick look down the hall, on the left side of the west end was the music room at the end of the hall with a small supply closet right next to it. “Okay Dai, let’s go” just as Satoshi said that the sound of a walkie/talkie could be heard at the opposite end of the corridor they were in. The Administrator rounded the corner just in time to see them run into the next hall way “Hey, stop right there!” he shouted as he ran after them. Satoshi kept a death grip on Daisuke’s wrist as he pulled him into the supply closet, the Administrator watched as they ducked into the closet and caught up to them in time to hear the click of the lock. “Ha, ha, ha, we got you now Satoshi.” He said as he signaled all the nearest administrators and a janitor to meet him by the music room. Once all the administrators (including Krad) and the janitor arrived they began to form a battle plan to subdue Satoshi and safely retrieve Daisuke. “You can’t approach him gently; he is the police chief after all. What makes this situation even worse is that he has one of our best students, Daisuke Niwa, as a hostage”, Krad told the others. “Then how do you suggest we handle this?” asked Vice Principle Takashimi. “Sano, I want you to open the door and as soon as he does Head Coach Iwo goes in first, If Satoshi does try anything you’re the only one strong enough to stop him Takashimi and I will follow up after you, remember he has a hostage so we need to ensure Daisuke’s safety”, Krad explained.
Inside the Closet:
“Listen to me Dai; we don’t have much time before they break in here. Are there any other exits that we can take that are close to here?” Satoshi asks. “The only other one I can think of is the…” Daisuke couldn’t fight back the memory of the kiss Krad gave him while they were in that room. “The what, Daisuke?” No, no matter how much he enjoyed it he promised himself to Satoshi, but ever since that hallucination Daisuke has been able to feel Krad’s presence. Like actually be able to tell when he is near him, all of these new emotions and strange hallucinations have gotten him all confused. “Daisuke I need you to focus! Do we have another exit?” Satoshi said bringing Daisuke back to reality. “What … oh yes, the art room. There is another passage way in there near the display board” Just then they heard the sound of the door knob being turned. “Uh oh, Sato how are we gonna get out of here?” Satoshi took a look around the small closet and noticed the supply shelf and the many different cleaning solutions and extra paint and art room supplies on it. “Daisuke, help me with this…”
Back out in the hall:
“Iwo the door is locked, Sano has to open it first” Krad said rolling is eyes in aggravation thinking, ‘Good help really is hard to find’. Janitor Sano placed the key in the lock and turned it until it clicked open; a small rustling sound could be inside right before Iwo burst through the door. “Release the hostage and come out with your hands up”, he demanded using the best authoritarian pose he had. Krad and Takashimi peeked around him and looked into the empty room; Krad pushed his way past Iwo to turn on the lights. Once the small space was lit every one standing at the entrance gawked in amazement, the closet was apparently empty. “How the hell? There’s no way he could pull something like this off” Iwo stated in amazement. Krad just stood there smirking, ‘Clever Hiwitari, very clever. If you want to play games…’ “Takashimi are you certain that you saw them enter this room?” Krad asked. “Umm well …” was the only answer Takashimi could come up with. “I see, well then gentlemen I’m afraid we have just wasted precious time in rescuing our hostage. We’ll have to split up and search the area again, Takashimi partner up with Iwo I don’t want you roaming the halls on your own” Krad says as he walks down the hall in the opposite direction of the closet. A few seconds later the others disburse as well. The janitor left the door to the closet open so anyone who walked by could see Daisuke pushing away the paint cans that hid both him and Satoshi from the teachers. Once there was enough ‘breathing room’ Daisuke proceeded to move from his hiding place (laying on top of Satoshi on the top of the supply shelf), but found that he was being held down. “Sato the coast is clear let’s go” Daisuke said with a worried look, “Dai when was the last time we had time to ourselves?” Satoshi asked with a sly smile. “Four days ago before school started, that was the best cuddle we’ve ever had” Daisuke answered smiling at the memory of it, but his moment of peace was short lived as Satoshi switched their positions knocking a few paint cans over in the process. “How about we do more than cuddle this time” Sato says as he leans in closer to Daisuke, their bodies now completely pressed together. “Sato wait, you were in such a hurry to get out of here earlier.” Satoshi silently cursed himself for forgetting the task at hand, ‘But is it so wrong to take every chance I get?’ After some awkward maneuvering Satoshi and Daisuke were out of the closet (A/N: wow, that’s funny) and into the music room. “Okay Dai, where was the door you talked about?” Satoshi asked as he scanned the walls for any clue to a secret door, “It’s not any where along the walls Sato, come help me move this desk” Daisuke said gesturing to the instructor’s desk towards the back of the room. They push the desk aside to reveal… a well kept hard wood floor. “Daisuke I thought you said there was a trap door here” “Oh there is Sato, there is”. Daisuke kneels down and places both of his hands down on the floor in front of him, he pushes down as hard as he can and then pushes away from him revealing a secret passage way.
Down the street from the School:
“Sato couldn’t you have called for someone to pick us up to go to the police station?” Daisuke asked, “Actually Dai we’re going to your house first, and we need to stay inconspicuous while we’re at it” Satoshi explained, once they were out of the school Satoshi took off running leaving Daisuke no choice but to follow him. After a good five minutes of running and avoiding public areas the Niwa house came into view causing Daisuke to stop dead in his tracks at the mere sight of it...
A/N:
Hooray I’m done, man I hope you guys appreciate this chapter. Life is starting to catch up with me now that I’m out of high school, those were the good years. I’m about to start up a new job soon in the food service industry (so to people who give out bad reviews watch what you eat) and that might mean even less time for adding chapters, but the longer the wait the better the story (don’t quote me on that).
Once again I’d like to thank all of my lovely reviewers and voters. Wiccan Vampire please believe me I’m not trying to torture you. I really love the fact that you like my story so much; in fact if this story goes well I might even plan out a sequel. By the way, how does everyone like the cliffy?
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