Yamori frowned as he looked down at Kiko.
"What a shame, I don't think she'll last much longer." He used his gloved hand to open the wound more, poking around her insides. Kiko screamed, pushing against her restraints once more. Yamori looked at Nico with a weary expression, lifting up his mask. "I'm getting bored." Nico gave him a devious smile.
"Well, finish playing before I grab you another toy." Yamori looked over to (Y/N) who stayed on the floor, sobbing as she stared at the table. A thought crossed his mind as he looked over to her. His hand reached over to the table beside him, lifting up a knife.
"(Y/N), start cleaning up this mess." Nico threw a rag at her, motioning for to start. She continued hiccuping as she dragged the rag around in the blood of her peer, the white cloth being dyed in red with every languid swipe. (Y/N) felt the need to throw up, the act seeming impossible with the lack of food in her stomach. She managed cleaning most of the floor around the table, her tears not ceasing. Her head still ached from the previous beatings, yet the pain only grew during this traumatic event. She lifted one bloodied hand, wiping away her tears with her wrist. Yamori undid Kiko's restraints, starting from her wrists to the ones that held her legs. He lifted her up by the hair, her being too weak to bother fighting back anymore. He held her slightly over (Y/N), a wide grin on his lips. "(Y/N)," She looked up, watching as he quickly swiped the knife across Kiko's throat, blood spilling onto the floor. Splotches landed on (Y/N)'s face as she let out another blood curdling scream seeing the young girl's body go limp. "You missed a spot."
Nico muffled a chuckle as he watched the scene from across the room. Yamori did the opposite, laughing loudly and completely drowning out (Y/N)'s weeping. He tossed the young girl onto the floor, with the body landing next to her. Nico took out his phone, waiting for an answer.
"Naki, be a dear and come clean up Yamori's mess." He hung up shortly afterwards, his devious grin remaining on his face. Within a short time span, a blonde male was seen entering the room while being accompanied by a larger male behind a mask.
"Er... Take this girl and pour that burning stuff on her like last time." The bulkier male grunted in response, dragging away a lifeless Kiko. A trail of blood was left behind, causing Nico to look back to (Y/N).
"Finish your job." Naki stared at her for a few moments before looking back to Yamori.
"Is there anything else ya need, Boss?" Yamori shook his head.
"Not really, just take (Y/N) back after she's done cleaning. Then bring the other two down." Naki nodded, pushing a bucket of water to her. (Y/N) shakily dipped the rag into the water, watching as it slowly turned red after every dip. She cleaned the blood off the floor, leaving only the table and tools left. As she stood up, she stared at the table for a few seconds before breaking down into more sobs. She felt helpless. All (Y/N) could do was watch as a girl was brutally killed for no apparent reason. Her hand dragged the dirty cloth across the table, the metallic smell filling her nostrils as her hands were covered even more with the blood. Her eyes landed on the various tools assorted on the tray next to her. An idea had crossed her mind for a moment, yet she immediately dismissed it. (Y/N) simply did not see a single point in trying to fight back, seeing as she was currently out numbered and overpowered. She washed them inside the bucket with the dirtied water, using the rag as well. She continued holding back the need to gag, as she finished.
Naki forced her back up to her feet, dragging her by the arm upstairs. She stumbled every few steps, causing Naki to let out a grunt of annoyance. As he led her back to the cell, Hinami immediately stood up and ran to her.
"(L/N)-San, you're okay..." She brought her into a large embrace trembling and thanking God that she was fine. Suté stood up as well.
"Where's my sister?!" She screamed as she lunged herself at Naki.
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Breathe (Haise Sasaki X Reader)
Fanfiction"Every time I trust someone, they show me why I shouldn't." "I think that I'm actually afraid to be happy, because whenever I am, something bad always happens." I'm aware of the choices I've been making, I know exactly how it will turn out, yet I...