"H-Hogou…"
As the dust dissipated, Asahi's eyes were shaking as he recognized the man before him. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
Hogou was frozen in his place. His muscles won't budge, even if he wants to. Suddenly, the slow sound of clapping echoed around the warehouse as Misami walked towards Hogou and smirked. "Well, well. Look who we have here. Isn't this the eagle eye of the detective force? Here to spy aren't you?" Misami said.
Hogou was speechless. The very traitor was in front of him, his head was seething in anger as he gritted his teeth. His face eerily resembled Asahi furthering his anger and annoyance."M-Misami, how about we call this off? We're busted, I'm sure the Detective will spill your secrets… use your goetia, come on" Asahi stuttered. His heart was pounding, his breathing was ragged, and the nervousness on his face was evident
The tall man slid his fingers under his sleeves and pulled it back, he did the same to the other side. Misami grunts. "Do I really have to use it? Don't forget that I have a high status in the police force, I don't need supernatural powers to do so. How about this, How fast can you run?"
"What do you mean?"
"You just need to run," he said. He slid his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out a walkie-talkie, he pushed the button on top and a static emitted from the radio. "Execute order 69. One fugitive and a traitor. Exterminate if necessary"
"You got to be fucking kidding me"
Asahi dashed towards Hogou and clasped his hand. He can already hear the distant whirl of the helicopter, as the leaves russled around. Task forces surrounded them as they quickly fled. As the group of special detectives clad in black suits began to open fire on the two, bullets ripped through the open space of the side of the warehouse, the sound of muffled gunshots weakly echoed as the hurried footsteps of two individuals were nearing the sea. "Hogou, wake up damn it! Do you understand the gravity of our situation right now? Don't just freeze there" Asahi shouted. The gunshots drowned his voice and it was muffled in Hogou's mindscape. He looked up to him, as the most skilled detective in the forces. But his corruption just questioned his morals and duties… If one of the skilled detectives has criminal ties then some of his comrades might also participate in corruption, bribery, and nepotism.
Asahi tried to catch his breath as the flurry of bullets barely grazed the both of them. Asahi dashed took a sharp turn and jumped down to a concrete barricade. The barrage of stray stone fragments hit them as the bullets continued their relentless pursuit. "That ass. He could've just used his goetia to jumble his memory. This was not part of our agreement. Fine, if that's how he wants to play, so be it. I won't back down."
Hogou felt the surroundings gradually become frigid as the wind froze the waves from the shore instantly. His eyes were blurry as the air exponentially became blurrier and blurrier. He saw Asahi standing in front of him, silver hair flowing with the wind. Every time he breathed his exhaled mists. He felt like the air was crushing him as it felt heavier and hazier. But he noticed something from Asahi, none of the bullets seemed to hit him. Everything stopped mid-air. It was a glint of ice, a thick sheet of ice that appeared out of nowhere. The only word he heard from him was
"Belial"
His vision gradually darkens as his eyelids crash down. He passed out.
It was warm, the fireplace cast a warm orange glow as the endless rain showered everything outside the small house.
It's been a day since the entire detective force was turned against Hogou. Misami framed him. All he remembered was that before they got surrounded, Asahi clasps Hogou's hand as he drags him away. Helicopters made the leaves of the trees nearby tremble as their bright spotlight tracked their movement. Asahi quickly pulled something out of his coat pocket and smashed it against the ground. The canister leaked a grayish smoke that blocked the spotlight and the two.
After the smoke dissipated, two of them were gone without a trace.
"They cannot go that far, that's physically impossible. Find them" Misami ordered. The special detectives in the area scattered, they tried to find clues on their whereabouts but to no avail.
Hogou was frozen ever since he was brought into the house. Asahi was scouring for supplies in the house that could be used later.
A bright flash of light shone into Hogou's face, it was a news program. It was gibberish to his ears. It was clouded by betrayal.
"Detective, look it's you!" Asahi pointed at the television.
Hogou clicked into reality and saw his face on the tv. He clenched his fist and veins from his forehead popped out… He was enraged. "T-that guy!" he flipped the table recklessly as the vases and porcelain mugs shattered and it made contact with the marble tiles.
"Don't destroy things, this is not our house. And besides, why are you angry, you look good in that wanted report" Asahi said…
"I-I'm not angry about that"
"Pfft, is it because I'm priced at 150 million yen while you're priced at 20 thousand?" he almost laughed but he covered his mouth.
"How childish is that… of course not," he said. "IT'S BECAUSE I'M WANTED WHEN I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING" He shouted
Asahi smiled and slowly walked to him, "Sheesh, chill down. Stressing yourself like this detective is not healthy…"
"You know that you're the number one source of my stress right?" he sarcastically said
"I know~" he sneered
"You-" his lips were shut by Asahi's finger.
"Shhh, how about you calm down… I'll help you out" Asahi offered
"What are you planning? He asked
He smiled, " Nothing really… But seeing you tired is irritating… No one should tire you but me."
" What kind of twisted reasoning is that?" Hogou said.
Asahi said nothing, he went down and held Hogou's foot."Quite sore in this spot isn't it?" he pressed his finger on the sole of his foot. He flinched as he felt a dull pain on his foot
"Figures" he smiled
Asahi removed the almost white socks and began to press his thumb. It slid as it experienced friction. Every time Asahi pressed hard, Hogou always flinched. This sight of him is also interesting to Asahi. But he never imagined that massaging someone could be this fun. "Have mercy on your foot, can you? I clearly see the euphoria you're experiencing as I alleviate the pain with massages, you're even stopping yourself from moaning" he grinned
Hogou's face quickly changed colors. It became deep pink as he suddenly moved his foot which kicked back Asahi causing him to stumble down a shelf. "Y-you why are you saying that?" his heart raced as he caught his breath. Asahi struggled to stand up as his back hit the shelf hard when he kicked him. A deep regret weighed on Hogou's heart as he saw the young man suffer with his hand. He quickly goes to Asahi to help him… He was confused, he should be happy that he was hurt yet he could not do it…
"ah- that hurts, why the fuck did you do that?" Asahi exclaimed…
"I didn't… Sorry, I was caught off guard… Why on God's name are you saying anyway"
Both of them were silent, they couldn't find the right word to utter. Asahi was never speechless before, at first he just tried to get under his skin, but seeing how the Detective reacted to him… he became interested in him… He wasn't sure what part of interest he was in… But he never quite figured it out nor tried to figure it out.
In those times, there were things that Hogou could do, if someone did something good to him, he should give them back. His conscience won't shut up if he doesn't. It became a hobby of his.
"Say-" his words abruptly stopped… "H-how about I massage you as well… You know… As a thanks for my foot," Hogou offered
"Do what you want, I'm tired"
"This may sound weird but, can you take off your shirt"
He giggled and said, "That sure is weird. But I'll do what you say"
He pulled out his shirt and laid face down. His spine protrudes on his back, and his complexion is fair. He's vulnerable, vulnerable to Hogou. He is quite not sure why Asahi would trust him this much.
On the shelf in the bedroom shelf upstairs was a vial of sandalwood oil. He left for a moment and came back.
He removed the lid and poured the fragrant oil onto Asahi's back.
He felt a cold fluid on his back as Hogou's warm hand spread it on the surface of his back.
"I might be rough, tell me if I am," he warned.
"K-kay"
He pushed his palm onto his back. Asahi felt an overwhelming pleasure as Hogou sensually caressed his back. The more pressure, it became more apparent that Asahi's breathing was getting coarser and coarser as he moaned.
"Be gentle, can you not?" he said softly.
Hogou's hand became a bit more gentle as he massaged Asahi. All the pain on his back was alleviated and replaced by pleasure…
"Are you always this good? Did you work at a massage salon before this police thing"
"For a year, but I stopped after I graduated college"
The squelching sounds of his hands as he slid his hand across his back with pressure and the suppressed moan from Asahi can be lightly heard.
"T-that spot, press harder!"
Hogou followed Asahi's requests as his warm hand continued to touch him.
"This smell, it's sandalwood isn't it?" Asahi asked
"Yeah, I saw it on the shelf in the bedroom"
"Did you know that sandalwood is an aphrodisiac?"
"…."
It took a moment but Hogou replied "Don't ask questions like that, it's weird… But yes, I knew"
Asahi felt Hogou's breath hitting his neck as his hand ravaged his back…
This massage session may be the best he's ever into… With all of that pleasure, he'd never felt before…
Before long, they're both fast asleep.
Hogou forgot every problem he had at that moment, the smell of sandalwood and the smooth skin of Asahi, the confused feelings he was feeling. Him treating his nemesis to alleviate his stress. What could go wrong?
"Asahi… that runt didn't even hold back," Misami grumbled as he stood in a frozen wasteland that used to be a flourishing forest and a shore. "Hogou, that guy puzzled me. What made that selfish runt care about someone? It seems that I struck gold with this one. May the mightiest win the war. Ha ha ha"
The harsh wind blew in the winter hellscape as the sun slowly melted the enormous quantity of ice. Misami's body trembled as he observed the end of the ice as it got eroded by the waves. Suddenly, a man in a sleek black suit approached Misami.
"Misashi-san, just what in the world happened here?" The man asked Misami
"Just a little mishap called ' Belial'. A miscalculation on my part" He replied
"Belial?"
"Something, not many people possess. A miscalculation"
"Th-"
Misami flicked his head, and the man blacked out and collapsed. "[Paimon] . Forget what you heard moments ago."
The wind blew harshly as it whistled around the slender figure of the ice spikes. The man regained his consciousness as he raised his eyebrow and wondered what he was doing there.
"Detective Kumomoto, I suggest you go back to the station. There's nothing here but ice"
"Roger that," he said. 'strange… I was just here a second ago, what did I do?' he thought as he walked away.
'Asahi, you've grown attached to something. You really did not listen to why you don't get attached to pets' he mused, he pulled a white stick off a box struck a match stick with his left hand, and ignited the cigarette. 'But, just how long can you keep that pet of yours… Considering your curse of anti-entropy'
Misami walked dramatically as he laughed. "Just how long can you maintain this"
Snap!