A Price of Your Head - FKBUL : Fanfiction

Chapter Four: Money is the description of a price

Daisuke had lost a sight of Haru and felt his annoyance over the surrounded piles of hollow blocks and wood. Even he dislike everything in this gymnasium, he was not going to forget his partner. He calls upon the commands towards HEUSC where he says, "HEUSC, call for back up and ambulance." He needs it. He scowled under his tone and as he was going to tap his earring again, a sound of footsteps are coming and then, he stares at his back and goes for hiding. Into the small corner where shredded plywood was placed, Daisuke stayed quiet and made only few breaths.

Meanwhile, Haru Kato stopped in the platform as he was panting a bit and scoffed at the exhaustion of running after that person. "Where the hell did it go?" He guessed that the person he was chasing with is no other than, Kishou Tsurugi. There was no sign of him but the only possible place he would go is.... He was gazing at the direction of the backstage. "I guess he went there," Haru said to himself. Looking back, Daisuke didn't follow him; making Haru groaned madly.

"That bastard..."

He flinched in a sudden when he heard something from the backstage. Haru gulped slightly, then he took his phone and there, he switched the flashlight on from his smart phone. He made a few steps and staring at the backstage for a moment. He detected a hint of light from the inside. "I guess I don't have much of a choice," without a doubt, Haru walks ahead to the backstage, slowly the light behind him disappeared (though the brightness in his front came from his phone's flashlight). When he came, it was odd to wonder when the sudden backstage that he thought to be creepy because of its pestilence, the area was clean. Also, there were no piles of wood or any materials that were found by him and Daisuke earlier.

Following through, he stops in a sudden when he spots something from it; seeing a small wooden house where the light possibly came from. "Hmm?" Haru started to have a doubt about it but he decides to go closer to find out. It was not far though, but in a view, he can see small candles on each corners. He turns off his flashlight and returns his phone on his pocket. When a wooden door is visible to his eyes, Haru exhaled heavily and brought something from his brown jacket. There, he reveals his revolver in his hands.

I'm going in!

Haru made a forceful kick which it causes the door to swung open. Afterwards, he raises his arms to the point where he was assumed that the person hid there in the inside. When he did, however, there was none. All he saw in his eyes is a faint, blinking light from a bulb. The floor was made of limber. "H- Huh?" Lowering his pistol downwards, Haru sighed and muttering, "That almost scare me." He felt a blast of sweaty smell from the inside. He found a fabric cloth on the floor which it was not far from Haru's reach. He nearly bend his knees when his eyes cast on the floor; noticing a strange marks on the plank. Scarred marks from a sharp object, like a knife.

He rested his left knee on the floor; kneeling down and observing the marks by his fingers. Trailing over the cold plank, Haru snapped at last when he heard a muffled noise from his right. Looking at that direction, he was surprised...and shocked at the sight of an unknown person who was tied on the chair. Its head was bagged by a plastic bag. Haru came forward and quickly snatching the plastic bag away. Confirmed this person he found, tied is a male, Haru finds himself distinguished. The man has a short black hair, small beard and a green eyes. A gag was in the man's mouth and there were few bruises on his face.

"Are you okay?" Haru immediately remove the gag out of it and looks at him. "What is your name? Who did this to you?" Once it was taken off, the male coughed hardly.

"What is your name?"

"Ka.. Kaida Yasuhiro."

Haru widens his eyes when he heard it. He remembered what Daisuke lastly said from earlier. Also, that guard is not a staff member in this school. Biting his own lower lip, he just realized for himself that the guard they've met is a fake. "I'm going to arrest that guy," Haru said lowly. He added as he was talking to the real Kaida, "Let me untie you for a second." Undoing the knots on the ropes that tied on his hands, Haru stayed vigilant for such reasons. If that bastard shows up, I'll going to nab him for sure. Once the rope on Kaida's hands slowly fell, the taupe haired officer observed at him in a moment; seeing small bruises in both wrists as he rubbed it by his own. A small smile curled at Haru's lips, stood straight as he was going to offer his hand. He asked, "Can you stand, Mr. Kaida?"