From Blue Sky - Chapter 13/15
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h_itoshiTitle: From Blue Sky
Status: 13/15
Fandom: Hey! Say! JUMP
Pairing: None. Main characters are Yabu, Hikaru, Yamada and Chinen.
Overall rating: PG-15 for minor character death and depictions of violence
Warnings: AU. I made Chinen 11 years old which is what the plot revolves around.
Wordcount: 3286
Summary: "He's a cute boy, isn't he?" Takaki says, his voice dangerously low as his eyes follow the young boy, probably around ten years old, walking next to his classy mother and seemingly trying to nag her into something. "I think he'd be even cuter lying at my feet with his throat sliced."
Notes: This is inspired by the Mayonaka no Shadow boy PV and a movie which I won't admit to ripping the plot from until someone calls me on it. I love the atmosphere of the PV and wanted to write something similar to it, and I've had this plot lying around for years, so I thought it was finally time. I'm planning on posting twice a week if you want to stick around~
It takes Hikaru two seconds to locate the open door they're supposed to be heading through once they get upstairs, but he hears someone start the stairs behind them and he knows they won't make it there unseen.
There's a door ajar to his left, just around the corner and much closer, so he drags Chinen along and rushes inside. It looks like a lounge room, a pool table in the middle and the lighting is dim, sets of armchairs and tables scattered over the room like they're not in use. He throws himself down behind the closest set, leaning his back against the back of a chair and takes a first look at Chinen.
He's pale and his eyes are wide, but he looks coherent and unharmed enough, just stares in the direction of the door like he can keep anyone about to come in from doing so if he keeps staring. Hikaru almost wants to hug him, but wonders if he won't break out crying himself if he does that.
Instead he takes a long deep breath to keep calm despite the gunshots he keeps hearing, distracting himself by considering the smell of the room, old cigarette smoke and something sweet, like syrup. He has no idea how they're supposed to get out of this room and to the emergency exit they're heading for, especially not if anyone is following them. He just prays they won't be found.
Someone following them was not part of the plan. Yabu was supposed to fix that.
He looks frantically around the room in search of escape routes, but only sees a door opening a few metres away that appears to lead into a darker room. The lounge room they're in has a corner he can't see, but he doesn't dare hoping for anything and dismisses the possibility of a door or stairs.
There's a soft creaking of the door and Hikaru stiffens, sees Chinen's eyes go wider and his breath seems to stop as they both stay impossibly still and wait.
“I know you're in here~” A male voice says playfully as the creaking continues, and it makes Hikaru react before he can think it through. He thinks about the man with the dialect downstairs and all he wants is to get away from this new voice. He grabs Chinen's wrist tightly and launches for the dark door.
He thinks he hears their pursuer laugh before he slams the door closed without looking where they are, locking it even though he knows it won't help.
This new room is a library, or a conference room, a long table with chairs in the middle and the walls are lined with dusty bookshelves. There are no other doors in the room and the windows are too narrow and set high up by the ceiling. They're trapped.
In he end, Hikaru just pulls Chinen close and steps behind a bookshelf, hidden from the immediate view of the door.
Chinen looks up at him, eyes wide in fear and Hikaru wants to tell him everything will be fine. But his own racing heart tells him otherwise, and he can't speak now even if he could say it.
There's a knock on the door, a brief melody of fingers that's more drumming than knocking, but it makes Hikaru shiver. It's so mocking, like whoever it is following them knows exactly how defenceless they are and he's just playing with his food. It makes Hikaru wonder how much of a psychopath this man is.
“Can I come in?” There's a soft question, sounding like an imitation of a father speaking to an angry teenager and Hikaru grimaces.
There's a short silence, and the pause makes Hikaru jump high when the door flies open from a well placed kick and crashes against the nearest bookshelf from the force.
Chinen makes some sort of panicked sound but it's muffled in Hikaru's shirt.
The man that slowly walks into the room is tall, with a long coat that makes him look even taller, hair dark and facial expression one of dangerous amusement. He looks around slowly, like he doesn't mind keeping his back to a potential enemy for a few moments, then smiles as he lays eyes on Hikaru and Chinen.
“Hello there.” He says, voice smooth and calm. It's unnerving, because Hikaru can tell that this man is dangerous. “I let myself in.”
Hikaru just keeps looking at him, holding on to Chinen and his mind is rushing with thoughts of what to do, what to do, what to do.
“Yuri-chan, we've already met.” The man smirks as he looks at Chinen, then his piercing eyes goes up to Hikaru's face, the cold under his pretended politeness obvious. “And who might you be, hm? All I know is that Yama-chan must really like you.”
It's ironic that they call Yamada the same nickname, Hikaru thinks, wondering if that's why Yamada accepted it so fast. If he's close with this man.
“I assume you just accidentally walked into this, didn't you? You're not a fighter, I can tell.” The smirk on the man's lips is cruelly amused, and all Hikaru can do is keep looking straight at him.
There's a loud crashing sound not so far away, and Hikaru sends a thought to Yabu and Yamada, hoping with all his heart that at least they can get out of here.
The man glances over his shoulder for a moment, but his expression when he turns back is unimpressed, like that didn't bother him.
“Okay, fine, you don't have to talk to me. I'll shoot you either way.” He shrugs, reaching inside his jacket to pull a gun from a holder by his hip. The clicking sound of cocking the gun rings loud in the room, and Hikaru feels like it's raised at him in slow motion. “Now let go of the child.”
Hikaru doesn't. He won't let Chinen end up with these people no matter what happens.
The man sighs like this is all a drag, then steps forward to forcibly grab Chinen's arm while still pointing the gun at Hikaru, still staring at him with those cold eyes.
Hikaru's breathing comes shallow as he stares back, feeling Chinen being tugged from his hands but he can't stop looking into those eyes, feels like he'll be dead the second he breaks eye contact.
Then the spell breaks as the man's face contracts in pain, the gun is lowered and Chinen's shoved backwards against Hikaru.
It takes Hikaru a moment to focus, to see the switchblade in Chinen's hand and the tear in the man's jacket, a bloody trail over his left forearm.
The man looks down at his arm for a few long seconds, looking in pain but mostly stunned, before looking up at the blood stained knife in Chinen's trembling hand.
There's no trace of his calm composure left, his eyes radiating with anger and Hikaru swallows, wondering if there's any chance they could just barrel past him and hope for the best. “... You little shit. He gave you that? He must really want you to live.”
Hikaru takes a small step back, thinking that maybe this loss of composure can save them, but finds the gun pointed at him before he can move further.
“Alright, if you don't want me to be nice, I won't be nice.” The man says, grabbing Chinen's wrist with reflexes like a cobra, easily wringing it enough for Chinen to whine and drop the knife, then pulls him back out of Hikaru's arms with a rough tug. He raises his gun to properly aim at Hikaru the same second that there's a small creaking sound. Hikaru sees the finger on the trigger start moving before the man suddenly crashes against the table and he doesn't understand what happened until he sees Yabu in the doorway, lowering his leg from a kick.
The gun slides away on the floor, ending up somewhere under the chairs and the man groans as the table side clearly hit him straight below the ribs.
“Grab his gun and get out!” Yabu hisses, and Hikaru only settles that Yabu looks whole before diving to the floor for the gun, fumbling before he gets a grip on the heavy handle and picks it up.
Chinen's glancing like a scared rabbit between the man Yabu's pointing a gun at and the door they came from, and Hikaru hurries to get to him and through the door, not looking back because he trusts Yabu.
It doesn't sound like anyone's in the hall above the stairs, but he still looks out carefully before leaving the lounge room because there's swearing and sounds of heavy things being moved even though it sounds distant.
When they dare getting out the room, he sees a bookshelf that he vaguely remembers stood just above the stairs crashed into it and blocking the way.
“Come on.” He tells Chinen after having stopped and stared at it for a moment, seeing movement below as people are trying to get up. But there must be another way to this floor, it can only be a matter of time.
They half run to the open door, finding what looks like a slim indoor balcony with a view of the floor downstairs. On the other side is the door marked emergency exit, the one that Yamada told them would lead to a parking house with several stairs that lead out.
Hikaru pulls the door half closed behind them and leans down behind the safety fence of frosted glass, getting almost halfway across before he accidentally looks down and freezes. He feels Chinen pause behind him, and he knows they should keep going, leave.
But he can't.
Yamada's down there, collapsed in a heap next to an unmoving body, clearly in pain, Hikaru can tell even before he sees the blood under him and his stomach almost turns. One of Yamada's hands is pressed over his own thigh and is stained completely red, the other shaking as he's trying to hold his weight enough to look up at the person standing above him. With a gun aimed at his forehead and a disgusting grin.
Hikaru doesn't think twice, only realizes he has a gun in his hand, and he stands up properly, not caring that he can be easily spotted by anyone right now as he grips the stolen weapon with both hands. His dominant hand closest to the gun, the other supporting the weight. Aims at the person in the leather jacket and fluffy hair. Holds his breath.
And pulls the trigger.
The shot rings loud in his ears, the gun retaliating so much it hurts his shoulders. He hears Chinen's gasp of panic and the scream of pain from down there like through a haze, and he watches the man in the leather jacket fall to his knees, gun slipping from his hand as he reaches up to clutch at his shoulder, where the jacket is scorched and blood starts to show.
~*~
Yabu glares down at the man still half-leaning over the table while breathing harshly, hoping some internal organs burst with the impact. He knows this man. Not his name or who he is, only that he's seen him before. That one rainy night when he killed more people than he wants to think about.
And he's sure this man knows him too, can see it in the hatred blazing from his eyes.
He's just about to start backing while keeping the man down with the aim of his gun, when the man launches at him so fast Yabu can barely react, shouldering him in the chest and he stumbles back into a bookshelf.
He can feel the construction sway but there are no books coming down at him, and he can't even confirm that he's unharmed before there's a fist directed at his face that he has to dodge.
The man is ferocious, clearly skilled in close combat since Yabu doesn't get a chance to counter attack or even get his gun ready, forced to avoid various punches and kicks while trying to keep from crashing into furniture and accidentally take himself down as he tries to get out.
He manoeuvres them to the door, but that's as far as he gets before he hears a gunshot loud and clear enough that it has to be on this floor and he loses his focus for a millisecond.
A knee hits him full force in the stomach and he involuntarily bends forward with a groan, mind still spinning with images of Chinen dead, Hikaru dead.
“Sounds like my gun.” The man says sadistically, and Yabu senses the strike about to come down over his back and manages to move aside even though he can hardly breathe yet, utilizing the man's unguarded position to kick at his knee.
He doesn't hit perfectly enough to break the kneecap, but it fills its purpose as the man loses his footing and crashes into the doorpost without a chance of catching himself.
Yabu doesn't even stop to see if the man is rendered harmless, the only thing on his mind being getting to Chinen and Hikaru. He runs as fast as he can out of the room, but his insides are not cooperating enough with his breathing yet and he ends up limping. He hears voices and running footsteps from somewhere down the other direction from where he's heading, and he figures Takaki's crew found a better way upstairs.
The door they were heading for is almost closed, and just as Yabu reaches it he hears another gunshot. It's loud but not in his immediate proximity, not close enough to come from just the other side of the door.
He hears a banging of things and more footsteps behind him, but he doesn't even spare a look over his shoulder as he hurries through the door, prepared to see anything.
At least he thought he was.
Hikaru's standing halfway down the path to the exit, hands shaking so bad he can barely hold the gun in his hands, Chinen clutching Hikaru's shirt so hard his knuckles are white as they both stare down towards the ground floor. Yabu follows their eyes, and feels his own widen.
He sees Yamada, clearly wounded, in a heap next to the body of the man Yabu shot, trying to drag himself out from under Takaki's dead weight. Takaki's fallen straight across Yamada's lap and the other dead body, face down and a gun hole between his shoulder blades, another bleeding injury at his shoulder.
Yamada looks up, pale like a ghost and only seems to see Hikaru and Chinen, like he already knows they're there.
“Go, just fucking go!” He calls, voice urgent and breaking at the end, and Yabu can't see how much damage he's taken but it must be bad.
The footsteps behind Yabu catches up, and he spins around, ready to shoot and is almost surprised to see the man he just kicked down leaning against the doorpost with vicious eyes. But the man doesn't move, his eyes drawn to the scene downstairs and widening just like Yabu's own had.
For two long seconds, he just stands there looking down, seemingly watching Yamada squirm, while Yabu points his gun at him, waiting.
But then those fierce eyes meet his and the man makes a face of disgust, as if to say that Yabu's not even worth his time anymore. He turns and goes back.
Yabu doesn't know what to make of that, but he doesn't give himself time to think about it either, just turns back to Hikaru and Chinen. Hikaru's watching him now, looking pale with eyes wide, but Yabu just nods his head towards the emergency exit and starts running, pulling the two with him.
He glances behind a final time as he slams the fire door shut after them, seeing that Yamada's no longer visible by the two still bodies.
~*~
He gets just inside the entrance of the old kitchen before he can't drag himself an inch further. Yamada bites his lip to keep a whimper in as he raises his shaky hands to press against his thigh. It hurts so bad he can't breathe, his breaths quick and shallow even though he tries to calm them down or he knows he'll faint because he's already lost so much blood. Pushing against the wound is gross, he can feel hot blood pulsing against his palms with each rapid beat of his heart, and it doesn't take a minute before his hands are slippery with blood, but he's closed his eyes so he doesn't have to see it.
He jerks at a sudden scrambling sound, eyes flying open and one bloody hand instinctively reaching for his gun but his motor control doesn't work properly.
Footsteps are coming closer, and Yamada braces himself for whoever it is that followed his blood trail. Yamada can tell it's Yuto the second before he steps inside the room from the swish of his coat.
There's a cut on his arm all the way through his coat into skin, his eyes dangerously dark and Yamada lets out a pathetic sound because he can't defend himself.
But Yuto just falls to his knees next to Yamada, nudges Yamada's gun away with his leg and reaches into his own belt.
"You always get yourself into this kind of mess, don't you?"
His voice is collected but rushed, clearly in crisis mode, and Yamada can't answer, only watches as Yuto gets a knife out and forces Yamada's red hand away.
"Always covered in blood somewhere. Do you realize what you've done?" Yuto goes on as he slips a finger under the soaked fabric where the bullet went in and easily cuts the fabric open with the knife. Yamada still tries to breathe and not embarrass himself, clenching his fists and jaw against the pain as Yuto cuts another line and pulls the fabric away from the wound.
"Trust you to make such stupid decisions." Yuto tells him, dropping the knife and quickly rising to rummage through the lockers. "What did you fall for, the kid? Fierce one, he even cut me you know?"
He pulls out a half full bottle of rum and then hurries further to some drawers where he clearly knows what he's looking for as he almost immediately emerges with a pair of long metal forceps and Yamada winces.
"Or the others? Were they nice?" Yuto rambles on as he falls back to his knees next to Yamada, unscrewing the cork of the rum and pours it straight onto Yamada's wound. It burns so much Yamada screams out loud but Yuto slams a hand over his mouth, clearly prepared for that reaction.
"Either way I won't blame you." Yuto says, voice honest as he rifles Yamada's pockets and pulls out his lighter, flicking it open and running the flame along the length of the forceps. "But others will, so you have to get out of here as soon as possible. It's not difficult seeing that the hole in our leader's chest came from the front.”
He drops the lighter on the floor and wipes away some fresh blood from Yamada's thigh with the edge of his shirt, raising the forceps and Yamada feels like he might cry at the prospect of what Yuto's going to do.
“You might wanna stuff something in your mouth.” He looks up into Yamada's eyes for a moment, almost like he apologizes in advance. "Hang in there baby, this is going to hurt."
~*~
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Date: 2017-03-07 02:02 am (UTC)I WAS SERIOUSLY WAITING IN ANTICIPATION FOR SOMETHING TO HAPPEN GO HIKARU DURING THAT SCENE WITH YUTO. LIKE I ADORE YUTO. I DO. BUT I DIDNT WANT HIM TO KILL HIKARU OR CHINEN
AND THEN WHEB YUTO GOT INJURED. I FORGOT CHINEN HAD THE KNIFE AND I THOUGHT HE GOT SHOT. CHINEN IS SUCH A SMART KID. IM PROUD OF HIM FOR DEFENDING HIMSELF AND HIKARU
AND YABU. OMG YABU. SUCH A BADASS. KICKING DAIKI AROUND AND DOING HIS THING. LITERALLY WANT TO MARRY HIM RIGHT NOW HE IS WONDERFUL
AND HIKARU SHOOTING TAKAKI. HOLY SHIT WAY TO GO DUDE. I LOVE IT (I don't like Takaki being dead but, eh, someone had to die and I'm just glad it wasn't Yamada)
AND YUTO. SWEET YUTO. I LIKE THAT HE STILL HAS THIS NICE FRIENDSHIP WITH YAMADA AND IS WILLING TO HELP HIM EVEN IF HE BETRAYED HIS GROUP
Also small detail I love is Hikaru noticing that him and Yuto call Yamada by the same nickname. Really nice there
BUT OVERALL I LOVE THIS CHAPTER. AND ITS SAD CAUSE WE ONLY HSBE TWO CHAPTERS LEFT ;~; WHERE DID THE TIME GO????
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Date: 2017-03-07 10:12 am (UTC)I wasn't going to have anyone help Yamada first but then I was like "but yuto ;_;", AND I can't read medical inaccuracy so I figured he needed help from someone x'D
I KNOW, I'm having a minor crisis here wondering what I'm going to do when I'm done posting this DD: ... Shock everyone with the original source. But then, I DON'T KNOW ;__;
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Date: 2017-03-07 01:09 pm (UTC)Yuto would always have a soft spot for Yamada and would be able to put him first when the time came to it. Plus I definitely don't think Yamada would have been able to do that on his own
I still really want to know what the original source is. Cause this feels like a movie I've watched (well, watched and didn't pay attention for) before, but I'm clueless as to what it was. You'll figure out what to do when you're done :D
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Date: 2017-03-07 07:28 am (UTC)Chinen is so brave again!
And OMG HIKARU! I guessed that the scene where Yamada explained how to use a gun would be important. But I had completely forgotten about that XD I hope the three got out there safely...
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Date: 2017-03-07 10:15 am (UTC)I'm glad you thought of that, I like leaving hints around and then tying them up at the end hehe :3
You'll see~