Chapter 1: COVER ART!!!
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Hello! So Chapter 1 isn't done yet but, it's in the works! In the meanwhile, have the poster / cover art I made for this fanfic while you all wait for Chapter 1! I promise this is going to be my topmost work now (finally Kronos finally)
yes this is canva made
Chapter 2: Prologue
Summary:
Chigiri was just supposed to be with his hook-up Aiku at the villa for a vacation.
He never made it out alive, I guess.
He saw something he shouldn't ever see. And he paid with his life.
Notes:
oh wow chapter 1 I wonder how this goes definitely not gory for the damn first chapter
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"That was probably the best sex I have ever had in a while."
Now, Chigiri Hyoma was exploring. And when you're exploring, you get to meet people. People that Chigiri didn't even wanna explain how or why or where did he meet them. Hell, he even met Otoya Eita on that damn app out of all people, Otoya. So he kept looking and looking and looking. That is how he met Aiku, on that stupid dating app- looking for a hook-up to bring with him to his villa. When Chigiri met up with Aiku at a downtown cafe, they already had a connection. After all they did play against each other during the U20 match so it's understandable. Aiku, being the sly shit he always is, invited Chigiri to his villa to have sex and hook-up and do who knows what for a few weeks: just to get away from the noise of the city. And as much as Chigiri was very suspicious as to why his hookup would ask to go to his house for their first official sneaky link, he obliged. (You idiot.) And that's how Chigiri Hyoma ended up in Aiku's soft, king sized bed- tired, messy and disheveled after a rough night of sex in the large bedroom of his villa. To be fair Chigiri did expect that the villa would be something small but what he wasn't expecting was a huge, Meiji-era mansion in the outskirts of Tokyo with tall trees surrounding it and far away from the city. At least he gets to die in a beautiful place. The bedroom they were in was nice- large, decorated beautifully with ornate Victorian furniture, a tall chandelier looming over them, tall windows echoing the pouring storm rain behind tall cream curtains. It was a place almost reminiscent of those large Rococo-style mansions in France that Chigiri's sister kept telling him about when she came back from her exchange student trip. The curtains were drawn closed, windows sealed shut to prevent water from trickling in and ruining the hardwood floors, lights from candles flickered dimly and slowly as they gave the room a yellow glint- it was obvious that Aiku had taken into consideration Chigiri's comfort. The only thing that irked Chigiri and disrupted the beauty of the room were their suitcases and items that were strewn heavy onto the carpeted hardwood floors. His clothes and shoes, Aiku's jeans, Aiku's shirt and boxers, Aiku's socks, his sneakers- that could use some cleaning. But overall, it was a beautiful room. Chigiri felt like staying forever. He bundled up against Aiku, who was smoking a lighted cigarette stick as one hand was raised up to his head- taking a puff occasionally from the cigarette. Aiku's carved huge muscles tensed as they felt Chigiri's weight huddle closer to them under the silkened sheets and the silk blankets. The bed was nice too, Chigiri had to admit. Aiku took a long drag and a puff of the Marlboro he smoked as he looked at the red haired male beside him.
"Well, you are looking at someone with years of experience, princess. Don't knock it out. But hey, glad ya liked it. Told ya I was a rough boy. But damn, never knew from the match that you'd be this wild." Chigiri visibly cringed, but he just chuckled as he savored Aiku's warmth for a few minutes. Well, only a few minutes more because while they were savoring the bedroom heat- both from their bare naked bodies and Aiku's fireplace roaring amidst the cold rainy nights in the house, Chigiri's bladder soon cried out to be emptied. He was always like this after he had sex or after he pleasured himself- he would always after a few minutes get the urge to pee. Chigiri shuffled from the bed and out of the silk sheets, making Aiku perk up and look at Chigiri. "Something the matter, princess?"
Chigiri was putting on a pink satin robe with black lace that Aiku had pulled out for him from one of his drawers, saying that it was from his previous hookups who left some of their clothes in his place- much to Chigiri's unease. Because well one, he was wearing another girl's robes. And two, it wasn't his own. So he felt extra careful not to destroy it. As Chigiri tied the satin embroidered ribbon on his waist, he looked at Aiku and smiled nervously as he put on those white fuzzy slippers that Aiku had offered him. They were cold. Cold, since Aiku had air conditioning on but super comfy. "Have to pee. I'll be right back, handsome." And before Aiku could even point Chigiri to where the bathrooms in this hulking massive mansion was, Chigiri was out the door as he sped fast to the halls of the house to find the bathroom and take a piss.
Once Chigiri stepped out of Aiku's room, the cold air that filled the hardwood floor and marble halls hit his bare skin hard which made him shiver. Out in the hallways, one could hear the loud pattering and sometimes even the thunder cracks from outside as the rain poured torrentially and lashed hard onto the mansion's windows- banging onto hard glass. The halls were dark and dim, only illuminated by soft yellow wall lights covered in etched frosted glass as it gave light to the walls and a few areas of the hallways, and the moonlight outside shining high above the house as it shone through the windows. Although, this would be interrupted at times by huge flashes of thunder which only brightened the halls for a split second. The wall lights' crystal beads swung with the wind slightly, glowing and glinting a path for Chigiri to walk along. Now, he had a plan- he didn't know the place so he didn't know where to go, so instead he would just open random doors and hope that whatever was behind the doors he opened would be a gleaming porcelain toilet and a clean bathroom sink with marble floors, Chigiri began to walk forward, looking back and jumping occasionally as the thunder cracked outside and flashed bright light inside the windows. One by one, each door was opened and disappointed Chigiri- art room, music room, gym room, library, guest room, another guest room, more guest rooms, and a home office. Chigiri was about to give up and just use one of the guest room toilets at this point, hoping that whoever cleaned this place would excuse him. That is until he stumbled upon a brown door that was slightly ajar, with flashes of lightning shining from inside through the cracks. Could this be a bathroom? Chigiri cautiously opened the door wider, looking behind him to see if someone was watching him from behind. Immediately, a stench that was reminiscent of rotten meat and carcass hit Chigiri's nostrils which made the red haired male scrunch his nose in retaliation- although disgusting, Chigiri didn't care. He was about to burst, and he just decided to piss in here, in whatever room this was. Covering his nose and mouth with one hand, he walked in as his other hand was fiddling with the walls to find a light switch to flick on. His fingers soon felt a short, white button that could be pushed up and down. Finally, a light switch. He looked back behind him, hoping to not be seen. Eh, whatever. He'll apologize later.
As he flicked the light switch on, the whole room immediately came to light as white LED light filled the once dark room quite well. Beneath Chigiri's feet, was blood. Blood that stained the hardwood floor beneath him, along with a few strands of bright orange hair that looked almost like mandarin oranges. His mind was playing tricks on him.....right? He also saw a few pieces of intestines and guts that made Chigiri lurch in horror. His eyes travelled along further to where the blood was dripping and where the guts and hair strands became bigger and bigger in number until he reached a chair. A chair with someone seated on it. Someone he knew. Chigiri slowly turned his eyes upward, and soon he found himself screaming and throwing himself backward against the wall as he finally concluded who was seated and whose blood, guts and hair were on the floor. His eyes widened, tears pricking the corners of his shocked eyes.
It was Kunigami.
Kunigami looked apparently days dead already- with bloodshot orange eyes still and wide open in horror as his tongue hung out from his mouth and blood covered his face. The large, muscular superhero male was bound to the chair in a sitting position by yards of rope tied around his body with his wrists and hands tied behind him, clothes tattered and ripped from his chest. Blood trickled down Kunigami's hands and abdomen, staining his pants and his ankles and also apparently the floor of the room he was in. Also noticeable on him were spots where his hair should be, now bald and ripped of his hair. So that's where the hair strands went. It looked like his hair was yanked out of his scalp, as blood tinged the bald spots red. Chigiri stood up shaky and scared as he walked around, looking at Kunigami. So this is why he wasn't answering- he thought he had forgotten about him when he got locked off. He thought Kunigami didn't want to talk, so he gave him space despite the many calls and messages of worry Chigiri sent to the orange haired male. But no, he was here all along, dead and mutilated. Forgotten, like a carcass murdered for meat and thrown away.
But what made Chigiri lurch in horror was what they did to the front- Kunigami's abdomen had been sliced open clean from side to side, guts and intestines spilling out as blood pooled in front of his body and onto the large puddle in front of him. On his feet were his own innards, dripping and gathering into a large pool beneath him. His liver detached and fell from his insides and onto the floor, making Chigiri step back in fear. They mutilated him. They destroyed Kunigami. Kunigami's corpse was soaked in blood and his own innards now. Chigiri couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't bear seeing Kunigami like this. Dead, forgotten, locked up in the same mansion he had sex with Aiku in. When he made contact with Kunigami's lifeless, soulless dead eyes, Chigiri just bolted for the door- he stood and bolted for the entrance, wanting to get out of the mansion and leave. He didn't care if he forgot anything or if he had no mode of transportation. He just wanted to leave.
That was until he was stopped dead in his tracks just right by the doorframe by a feeling of something sharp and cold plunge deep in his abdomen. Chigiri's eyes widened in horror as blood spewed out of his mouth. Oh.
He turned to look at who blocked his tracks and sure enough, it was him- the same man that made him believe he was hot, the same man that fucked him hard earlier and cuddled him. The same man who was smoking a cigarette moments earlier. The man with the heterochromia eyes that he knew.
Aiku.
Aiku had plunged a sharp knife deep in Chigiri's abdomen, twisting it as blood began to seep through and stain the pink silk robe that Chigiri was wearing. He couldn't believe this- Aiku, out of all people, would murder his friend. Aiku, a murderer. Chigiri sputtered blood onto Aiku's hairy muscular chest as his legs felt like jelly, giving out. Aiku gripped Chigiri's chin and smirked while he wiped Chigiri's blood off his cheek- pulling out the knife with a brutal force. His voice then followed, breathy and cunning. "Sorry, baby. You saw something you weren't supposed to see. Can't have you ratting us out." As he did so, Chigiri felt all life slip from him in final breaths- slumping forward as Aiku let go of his grip on Chigiri's chin and let the red haired feminine male fall down onto the wooden floor to his death.
The last thing Chigiri saw while he was spasming and thrashing with blood pouring out of his abdomen and lips was Aiku standing over him, smirking with the knife in his hand. His eyes weakly looked up at Kunigami and his corpse, unable to say anything. His last breath slipped from his mouth and just like that, Chigiri was dead. Dead on the floor, in a pool of his own blood, in a robe not his surrounded by his best friend's guts and innards.
Aiku sighed. He didn't want to have to kill another person today, but the poor red haired male had stumbled upon their sacrifice. He can't let him see it now. Or else he'd hear another earful from Sae again how much of a weak-minded stupid person he was for letting a stranger witness their sacrifice. Sighing, he called out downstairs as he ran his blood stained hand towards his dark violet and green hair. "Chou! Clean this up, will ya? Don't let Sae see this!" The tall, muscular and clean looking male nodded from downstairs as he looked up at the second floor from the staircase, walking back to grab a mop and bucket of water. Aiku knelt in front of Chigiri, sighing. Such a pretty thing. A shame he had to die soon. He scoffed and stood up as he kicked Chigiri's body inside the room, looking at the two of them- united in death.
"Another sacrifice for the Sun. Sae's gonna be happy with this."
Aiku left soon after, closing the door with a slam as he walked back to his room- the same room Chigiri left from and never came back.
Chapter 3: A Dear Invitation
Summary:
Isagi and Bachira encounter Shidou at a 7-11 during one of their hangouts.
Shidou invites them to a vacation that he and Aiku organized.
You know what they say, never accept invites from people you're not too close with.
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"They've been gone for days, don't ya think that's suspicious enough?"
Bachira perked up as his lips clumsily found the plastic straw of the red and blue Slurpee that he was drinking, arms perched on the table that he and Isagi were sitting on. Isagi had agreed to a casual hangout with Bachira a few days after they were released from the hell facility known as Blue Lock, and they did end up having problems with finding a suitable place to hang out in. That and they were bombarded with hangouts with their respective families so they both had to move schedules. Until today- Isagi had remembered that he scheduled a small hangout slash arcade trip with Bachira in Shibuya, and so he got to fixing himself up for the said hangout. Nothing too out of place- just some things he wears usually. A white button down, a cream diamond patterned vest, black slacks, his trusty leather Oxfords, and a large black coat. Isagi would admit he doesn't have a lot of statement pieces unlike the bee male who literally went all out with statement clothes, but he found that dressing comfortably was a much more nicer approach than dressing stylish. With a cream scarf slung around his neck and a black messenger bag, he bid goodbye to his parents to meet up with Bachira in Shibuya for a get together and some arcade games.
Shibuya was......big. Well, big would be an understatement. It was massive. Tall statement buildings, skyscrapers, massive roads, that super popular Shibuya crossing that every foreign tourist seems to make content of first thing when they land in Japan, stores selling everything from statement subculture clothes to cute makeup products and weird yet good food, busking areas, street photographers ready to take shots of the most stylishly dressed individuals- Shibuya was your usual go to for literally all the city life. And Isagi wasn't so familiar still with the place, despite coming here with his parents a few times. It took Isagi a few calls from Bachira, an uneventful Google Maps scenario and a few train rides until he got to the 7-11 in Dogenzaka where the bee male was waiting, and upon his arrival he got ambushed. Ambushed by a hug and one he swore would almost squeeze the life out of his body. Upon closer inspection, Bachira looked stylish. Almost too stylish. Like he had taken notes from Aryu, their resident Blue Lock fashionista.
Bachira wore almost a lot of things that Isagi would never wear in comparison- a white dolphin printed shirt with yellow piping, a light blue denim jumper with pearl pins and brooches, a black and yellow pair of large sneakers, a yellow and black tweed jacket that almost looks like a specific designer brand, a wide black sunhat with an adjustable chin strap, and lots and lots of bead and pearl jewelry that Isagi's eyes traveled to. The bee male also brought along a light blue dolphin shaped backpack which, mainly was the talk of the conversation. It was cute, it was just......all over the place.
As they entered the 7-11, Isagi mainly went for the chips and actual food and actual drinks while Bachira beelined for the Slurpees and the desserts that they had laid out at the counter. As expected of a sweet tooth. So that is how they ended up here, at a small quaint 7-11 in Shibuya eating whatever they had bought with their allowance money, while still having some left for fare back home and for the arcade. Isagi took a bite of his food and sighed, going back to their previous conversation after he watched a couple dressed in quirky clothes finish ordering a takeout of takoyaki from a nearby takoyaki shop. What Bachira said was true- Chigiri and Kunigami have been MIA ever since Blue Lock. What's haunting Isagi even more is that just a few days before Chigiri went missing, Chigiri sent Isagi a very weird message that read:
"pray to god i make it out of this hookup alive, he seems intent with this -_-"
As if Chigiri knew he wouldn't make it out alive. And he did, or didn't since up until then, he still hasn't been found. Chigiri's sister Koyuki had been looking for days along with their mother Neneko- even contacting Isagi multiple times through the number from Chigiri's pocketbook that he left in his room. They kept in touch with him for almost a week- phone calls asking if Chigiri ever visited them, if he knew where Chigiri would have gone, messages full of worry and anguish, but it would always be the same old answer: "No, mam. I'm sorry." It got to the point where even Isagi's parents were concerned where Chigiri was. But what's even more suspicious was that before he disappeared, Kunigami disappeared a few days before they were released back into the world by Ego after the U20s match. He had just heard from Chigiri a few days prior that his sister, Rina, his little sister Ari and his parents were both concerned- apparently no one has seen Kunigami since they were all allowed to go back home. Not even Iemon and Raichi, who he promised he'd go with to Osaka after Blue Lock. Iemon and Raichi both told Isagi that Kunigami didn't come to their Osaka trip at all, nor at their Ginza excursion. It was..........haunting. Weird. Strange. The two people that can't be seperated in Blue Lock suddenly went........missing together? Suddenly, a loud clap snapped him out of his trances as Isagi turned with shock to find Bachira near his face with both hands clasped together. Bachira had apparently clapped in front of Isagi's face to get his attention, which Isagi took as a sign that he was in a trance again- looking out at the slowly dimming sky. "Hello? Earth to Isagi? Bestie, are you okay?" The sky above them was already starting to darken a pale shade of grey, with rain clouds beginning to blanket the blue sky from earlier as people out on the streets started to pull out long umbrellas from their bags and began to slide into their trusty raincoats. Crap, he forgot to bring an umbrella.
"Huh? Oh......uh, yeah. Yeah, it's......suspicious."
Bachira just sighed and chuckled, not even minding the fact that Isagi had zoned out most of the time with their little chit-chat. Isagi just apologized as he tore open another seaweed chip bag and let Bachira continue with his silly theories about their disappearances, from UFO abductions (of which were highly unlikely because.......it wouldn't be them to just go after a UFO??) to the more plausible theories like running away to a new city and starting a new life together. But then, Bachira posed an intriguing question:
"Do you think.......something bad happened to them?"
Isagi's hand stopped in pure fear as he looked at Bachira slowly, the male's eyes slowly dimming. It was plausible. Isagi didn't want to think of it, but it was plausible. What if something bad happened to them? What if they were both kidnapped? What if they were both snatched up and shipped away to another country? What if worse..........they were murdered? Isagi didn't know what to think. Between this and the fact that Isagi's mom kept texting him about how Koyuki was calling to ask if Hyoma ever talked to them still, Isagi's mind was a mush. They were Isagi and Bachira's best friends. Of course they would be very, very worried about them. But all of this, was just overwhelming for Isagi. At this point he didn't know what to do. The police still had no leads, the detectives were getting tired of searching the whole city and outside of the city that at this point Isagi just considered doing the heavy work for the PD himself and go to where Chigiri was last seen and backtrack from there or follow where Chigiri's last ping ended up at from Chigiri's phone, or at least that's what the PD found. Aiku was asked but he said he didn't know where Chigiri went, because apparently after their hookup, Chigiri asked to be brought to a city far from Tokyo to visit a friend but that's the last time he apparently talked with him. Which, was strange because one- Chigiri would definitely phone to anyone from his parents to Isagi or Bachira or even Reo about where he was and two, Chigiri wouldn't just.......skip town and go out into the outskirts without someone with him. So it was all very confusing for Isagi. A headache, if you will. Isagi sighed as he took a handful of seaweed ruffled chips and ate some, while a few were left coddled in his palm.
"I......don't know. This is all just.....confusing. To me. Reo's worried, his family's worried, Kunigami's family is VERY worried, my parents are also worried and between you and me this is giving me a huge headache. I mean....it's strange. Chigiri wouldn't just......go far away from Tokyo alone like what Aiku told the police. Plus if he did, he would have phoned one of us first thing when he landed so I don't know where Aiku got this conclusion from. Either way, I don't really know. At this point the PD isn't moving at all so I'm debating on doing the dirty work myself." Isagi resigned with a sigh, stuffing the rest of the chips on his hand as he dusted his hands off with a sheet of tissues and after, slumping on his 7-11 seat forward onto the table while both of his hands found solace in his hair- running both hands through them. He was somehow stressed- and worried as well.
"Yep. I'm sure they'll turn up. After all, Kunigami's the voice of reason and Chigiri's not fooled easy, I'm sure they won't go away without thinking about it."
Bachira said, sighing as both of his hands traveled to the back of his head and made him lean backward, looking out at the sky from inside the store as people were already in raincoats and umbrellas walking out and about in the harsh rain. As the two of them were still chatting about possible theories and what happened since the two's disappearance, Bachira's eyes traveled inside the 7-11 and found themselves landing on a particular customer by the cashier buying what looked like a pack of bubble gum, a fizzy pink soda in a large bottle, a red lollipop and some chips. The customer was a tall, tanned male wearing the most gyaruo-coded outfit ever consisting of a faded print tank top under a hot pink fur-trimmed cardigan, low rise bootcut jeans with a white whaletail at the back, multiple gold and studded belts, a leopard printed belt on top of those belts, military boots, a gold butterfly belly chain that accented his V-line and abs perfectly, multiple bright jewelry and pink shades. But what stood out was his blonde hair- slicked upwards, standing tall with two strands falling down onto his face separated at the middle. His hair had pink tips, and his voice was definitely recognizable. The outfit, the stance that said "I'm freaky and I know it", the skin tone, the height and that hair and voice was hard to miss.
It was Shidou.
Yes, the same Shidou that has a.....unnatural obsession for Sae Itoshi, Rin's older brother. Shidou was ordering a few things, looking at his hot pink leopard printed nails and tapping his feet as his clearly 2000s black city bag slung on his shoulder while the poor cashier behind the counter was scanning his items and processing his payment. Shidou looked......unnaturally out of place for a place that catered mostly people who dressed in comfy, dressed down clothes but to be fair- this is Shibuya. The chances of finding someone dressed the way Shidou is at a small convenience store in the center of fashion and city life are low, but never zero. Smiling, Bachira called out to Shidou with a wave. "Hey, Shidou-chan!"
The tanned tall male supposedly heard Bachira as he waved with a large grin, signaling him to wait while he grabbed up the paper bag that he had received from the cashier and left towards them, with a walk that was so flamboyant you could spot him amongst a drab crowd. Shidou had a penchant for making his presence known in places, and that seemed to work perfectly as people were staring him up and down the whole time (not sure if it was out of weirdness or admiration) as if he was a sore thumb. Shidou put his paper bag on the table as he hugged Bachira tightly, then Isagi but they didn't hug very long as Isagi just nodded and smiled. "What are you two lions doing here?" Shidou teased, sitting beside the two of them as he crossed his legs and reached inside the brown bag to pull out the red lollipop he bought. He unwrapped it and sucked on it eagerly, popping it out of his mouth a few times.
Bachira smiled widely and rocked on his seat as he grabbed his Slurpee and sipped on it, looking at the male beside them. Isagi looked so out of place against two people who were dressed extravagantly. One dressed like an over-acessorized yellow lemon puff, while one dressed like he was attending an Ayesha Erotica x 6arelyhuman concert at Pride Month. "Well, we were just grabbing a quick snack before the arcade- and talking about what happened to Chigiri and Kunigami, of course!" That might've embarrassed Isagi a little since he jabbed Bachira's shoulder, hissing lightly at him. Shidou just dismissed it with a light chuckle as he continued to suck on his lollipop while beginning to open the pink soda he bought earlier, twisting the cap.
What intrigued Isagi while they were talking was the small golden sun brooch that was pinned on Shidou's cardigan, right below the pink fur. It was an unusual pin since it was more or less an antiquated version of the sun- a sun with a face on it, much like older sun depictions in early portraiture- or at least, that's what Isagi remembers from his middle school art history. But the sun's mouth was covered in a black shroud-like etching, and it's eyes were dilated open. It was an unusual pin, since Isagi only saw cartoony sun pins nowadays at stores. More or less, retro styled sun pins at the thrift stores. But he dismissed it, thinking that maybe it was a family heirloom thing- or maybe Shidou just got very lucky to even find a rare antique piece at a thrift store not in the city. Isagi's attention went back to their little conversation as he smiled at them, sipping on his own drink.
"Ohhh, that case? Well, it definitely was a shocker. Two people disappearing within the span of each other's date of disappearance? Now that's interesting. Although, I didn't get along with Kunigami, yep. He was......too hero-minded. Too naive. But I didn't expect that he'd go missing. I thought he'd just give up and go home. After Blue Lock and the whole, U20s thing, the first thing I heard was that someone from us went missing. Then, a few days later one of my friends from the U20s- Teru- called. Said that Aiku got interviewed for your friend Chigiri's disappearance. First it was the orange muscle freak, now it's the pink princess." Shidou said, sucking on his lollipop as he shrugged. Then, he leaned over to the two as he popped the lollipop out of his mouth.
"Hey. Here's a penny for thought. What if.....something bad happened to them? Like......kidnapped, or abducted. Worse, murdered?" This earned Shidou a slightly annoyed glare from Isagi, and a confirmation from Bachira with him yelling "See- that's what I've been telling him!" to Shidou's face. Isagi didn't really know how to react. Just the thought of them being kidnapped or........worse, dead- made his stomach turn. The image of a dead Chigiri and Kunigami turning up sooner or later in who knows where made Isagi lurch inside. He couldn't possibly bear it. So he just sighed- as annoyed as he could be and shook his head.
"Okay, will you two stop it with the macabre theories?? Besides, we don't know what happened yet." Isagi pondered, eyes low as he rocked his drink bottle side to side with his finger. "The PD isn't releasing anything, the case is still open and it's getting overwhelming. For better or worse, one of you might end up right."
Shidou took notice of Isagi's tense behavior- his low eyes, his tense expressions, his stressed out vibes- and stood up as he leaned close to Isagi. The whole situation's got him in a knot, really. "Seems like this whole thing's got you stressed. I get it- they're your friends. You have every right to be worried. Or stressed." Isagi just rolled his eyes a little and nodded as he returned to the waiting food and drinks in front of him, sighing. Suddenly, Shidou thought of a great idea. A better idea- although they were going to reveal it sooner via mail, but it was much better to reveal it now to calm Isagi's nerves.
"Oh, I know- how about a vacation?"
Isagi perked up at that, putting his drink down. A vacation? Right now? While Chigiri and Kunigami are missing? It wasn't practical since people were missing and dropping like flies left and right since they were released from Blue Lock, but the pacifist in him told him to just take the offer. Cmon, Isagi- it's probably not that bad. You might even calm down after this.
"A vacation? I.....don't know. I mean.....people are getting lost and all and it's exacerbating it if we go somewhere else that would definitely get us lost. What's the vacation, anyway?" Isagi perked, while Bachira was on his toes- visibly listening to Shidou and his wonderful prospect of a vacation.
"Oh, it's just an out-of-Tokyo vacation that me and Aiku organized. Originally, it was just gonna be us but we decided on inviting everyone from the Blue Lock thing. I did the invites to the Blue Lock lot. It's gonna be at our U20 friend's house, mansion- whatever you call rich people houses. It's gonna be for a week, and we'll all go home after the vacation. Plus, Sae-chan's hosting a large dinner! Well, against his will but still- the offer stands. We're gonna have pool swimming, golf- it's going to be amazing. It's up to ya if you wanna go, though. No pressure." Shidou said, smiling as he pulled out two cream colored invitations with a red wax seal holding the flap and the envelope in place- sealing the letter inside. It was addressed to Isagi and Bachira's homes respectively, and the writing could not be anymore elegant. Calligraphy. Okay. They were fancy. Isagi took the invite cautiously and looked at it, the cream specialty paper envelope shining dull and lightly along the slightly dimmer than usual fluorescent lights inside the store. Hm. Maybe this was a nice prospect. I mean, he was still on the edge about going to a vacation but....
"Cmon, Isagi- think about it! We're all going to see each other again! Plus it's gonna be suuuuuuper fun! A week just for us! It's amazing! Pleaseee?" Bachira practically begged Isagi, with a pout that was oh so convincing that Isagi was sure made him give out.
Alright, fine. Maybe one vacation wouldn't hurt.
"Alright. I guess I could take the invite. After all, I need a break from the stress." Isagi said. Well, he needed it anyway. Shidou perked up and handed Isagi and Bachira the invites, picking up the paper bag of items he bought and his bag.
"Great! I'll pick you both up from your houses~ It's gonna be super fun! See ya both!" As Shidou walked out of the 7-11 after kissing Bachira and Isagi on the cheeks in his super flamboyant manner, Isagi saw and noticed a familiar face that was waiting for Shidou outside the store, tapping and leaning against the edge of the black Corolla that he was driving.
Sae. Sae Itoshi.
Rin's older brother. Sae looked annoyed at Shidou but soon visibly warmed up as he let Shidou inside the car, opening the passenger seat and rolling his eyes at whatever Shidou said to him. Sae was wearing a clean white polo top with blafk trousers, brown leather loafers, cord bracelets on his left wrist and a black fanny pack bag. As they got to start the car and left the store front, Isagi looked at the invite again with a tense yet somehow resigned expression.
Maybe this will be a fun trip. Or whatever he signed up for will end up stressing him more.
Chapter 4: 12:10 AM - Transcript 1
Summary:
A transcript of Chigiri's messages to Isagi, before he disappears the next day.
These messages were taken from Chigiri's Macbook laptop, sent between 11:58 PM to 12:10 AM.
Notes:
ok this might be the first time I put transcripts in between chapters as story fillers
have fun
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To: sproutsagi
From: Hyoma C.
Hyoma C. : psst
Hyoma C. : isagi
sproutsagi: mmmm hey chig what is it it's 12 AM
Hyoma C: sorry
Hyoma C: but uh remember the hookup I told you about
Hyoma C: Aiku?
sproutsagi: ohh that one
sproutsagi: scared ?
Hyoma C: well
Hyoma C: kinda
Hyoma C: idk it seems so sudden for him to suggest his house
Hyoma C: I thought we'd at least go and have it at a cheap motel or even a drive thru motel
Hyoma C: but a house? idk I'm scared
sproutsagi: that is scary
sproutsagi: did you....tell him alr
sproutsagi: that you wanna end it
Hyoma C: what no I couldn't
Hyoma C: plus it's gonna be weird to say more
Hyoma C: idk Isagi, it's just scary
Hyoma C: after Kunigami disappeared it's like
Hyoma C: I couldn't even go out without being super cautious
Hyoma C: Koyuki says I shouldn't go
sproutsagi: come up with an excuse like uh
sproutsagi: say you're sick or say that you're going out of town
Hyoma C: nah its fine
Hyoma C: it's hard to keep up excuses like that
Hyoma C: I'll just
Hyoma C: hope for the best I guess
Hyoma C: thanks isagi
sproutsagi: np
Hyoma C: and uh hey Isagi?
sproutsagi: hmmm what is it
Hyoma C: find me if i get lost, k
sproutsagi is typing . . .
sproutsagi: alright
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