Catch Me If You Can | SerialKiller!Yachi AU

Kaito Yuma, Thank You for Your Life

There are many that say fear gives you a natural high, but I believe causing fear in others can too. Whenever I step out onto the bedroom floorboards of an asleep victim my heart races and my blood is filled to the brim with excitement. The feeling doesn't last long of course, just the placement of a knife and the feeling is gone like cherry blossom petals in the wind. But if course it'll happen again as I continue to track down the horrid people I get rid of. Kaito Yuma was one of them. He lived in an older house near a creek in the woods. Far away from the troubles of his life. This made it so much easier for me, I applauded him for choosing an area where people won't find him. 

"Ms. Yachi, I think we are getting close." Natsu was right in step behind me occasionally tripping on her dress, 

"Yes we are, Natsu, only a bit longer." The house came into view and I gasped at how run down it was. "This won't be any fun now will it." I whispered to myself gently, how boring of him. No real traps for me to break, no locks to pick. For someone who has a PHD he really is,  a very idiotic man.

"I'll climb a tree and whistle if someone comes okay?" Natsu skipped towards a tree on the edge of the clearing, humming   as she went. She'd be a good person to watch out for if she follows my footsteps. My eyes gleaned as the smile fell across my face, 'Now for the real test Yachi, let's perfect it again.'  

I walked up to the door briskly and glanced around at the outdoor exterior, an escape route may be necessary, I tested the door quickly and it was locked, I had suspected as much. Grabbing the screw driver out of my hand I took off the doorknob quickly, putting it down at my feet. I felt the adrenaline race into my veins as I took the first step into the dusty barely held up house. I scoped around checking the rooms for animals and other humans I didn't necessarily want to kill. Finding none I stepped into the room I came for.

 "Ah yes. Kaito Yuma." A disgusting, pig eyes, thin little man who's hair had been long gone but he still combed the two baby hairs into place. His room was bare and filthy at the same time. Only a bed and truck but there were old socks and underwear drapped across everything.  Even his clothes were throw about. Lord someone should tidy this up, maybe i'll come back to, after the monoxide leaves the air. I giggled at the thought. 

"Kaito, this is your last day alive, any last words?" I sang out, taunting him in his sleep. "No? Well then I'll leave you to your fate then shall I?" A muffled sound escaped Yuma's lips, he wasn't waking yet, unfortunately, but he was close to it. I placed my bombs around the room one under his sock, one on the trunk and one, just for good measure, right next to the face of Kaito Yuma. His dirty breath would breathe it right in and he'd begin to lose the battle he fought with life. It was strange how normal he looked, he was an ugly man but he wouldn't seem like a repeated sex offender would he? Well too bad for him I found out, I felt a grin creeping its way onto my face, "Kaito Yuma, thank you for your life." I whispered to him slowly, I took out my vial of animal blood and smeared it above his head in the shape of a sunflower. My personal stamp on his death. 

I ran out of the house quickly, humming a tune I had known since I was a child, a tune I sang for all of my poor poor victims so it haunted the house, like it haunted my brain. Whispering the lyrics softly I ran my hand across the walls, 

                                            The time has come

                                         Your heart has stopped

                         At the sight of me your stomach dropped

                              My red hands wave to say goodbye

                                            Catch me if you can 

                                          I'd like to see you try

My first kill of the month of October, had gone exactly to plan.