Fan fic Asylum - Chapter 9
Title: Asylum - Chapter 9
Characters: Kato Shigeaki, OC, Tegoshi Yuya, Masuda Takahisa, Koyama Keichiro, Yamashita Tomohisa, Ryo Nishikido, Fujigaya Taisuke, Kimura Takuya, Gackt.
Rating: N17
Disclaimer: I own the story ONLY
Chapter 9
Shige followed Koyama to the yard. It was a wide space surrounded by tall walls and there were benches all around. It wasn’t cold but not really warm yet either so there was no one outside. Koyama sat down and Shige kept his distance.
“It’s okay, you can sit on the same bench.” He said with a smile. “We are alone out here and you are not affected by so many emotions.”
“Eh?”
Koyama chuckled. “Yes, you have conflicted emotions towards certain people. Out here, you are just curious and a little confused. Oh, and cranky.”
Well he was feeling all of those things and they were all intensifying.
“Okay, I’ll tell you my story, there is not that much to say. It wasn’t always this bad. When I was little I didn’t even realize that I was different. Everybody just thought I was a sensitive child. I could always feel how others were felling but it didn’t overwhelm me, I could tell my feelings from other people’s.
“My life went on uneventfully; you may even say it was boring. Then, one day when I was 17 I felt something. I was on the school bus going on a field trip with my school. There were 30 of us in the bus. Behind us there was another bus with other 30 or so students.” Koyama smiled sadly. “I was sitting next to my girlfriend, Lina. She was my first girlfriend and the only one really. We had been friends since the first year and I had finally plucked up my courage to ask her out. I admit that the fact that feeling she liked me too helped.
“Anyway, I was sitting next to her and she was talking about her baby brother, I think, when I started to feel something. It was getting more and more intense. It was… rage, incredible rage and something more I couldn’t identify at the time since I had never felt it. It was getting bigger and bigger and soon that was all I could feel. I tried to see… feel where it came from. I felt the feeling of thirty people, adolescents and still that other feeling was drowning them. Then I found it. It came from the front of the bus. I stood up, I could feel my girlfriend’s confusion but I kept on walking slowly towards the front. The driver it was coming from the driver. The anger and that other feeling which was starting to override everything else. I realized what it was too late.
“We were in an isolated road, next to the woods. The driver started to speed up and suddenly he turned the bus around and went straight for the other bus. I swear I heard weird voices whispering and then that feeling again mixed with the fear of everyone inside. The driver swiveled at the last second and it crushed against the other bus from the side. I was thrown on the opposite direction.
“I think I passed out for some time. I woke up to screams and the sound of gunshots. I had no idea what was happening but I started to move. I saw the bodies of my classmates, I didn’t know whether they were dead or alive. I finally found my girlfriend I called her name and she slowly opened her eyes and started to move. She was okay, but I was starting to feel pain, incredible pain. Of course, I was feeling the pain of all the people in the crash.
“I heard the shots again. Who was shooting? The feeling I had felt before was getting closer. I forced myself to move and I must have told her to follow me ‘cause she did. We climbed out of the wreck and when I turned around I saw the reason for the shots: the driver was shooting at every survivor.
“I just stood there, the fear and the pain were too much. I felt a hand grabbing mine and pulling me to the forest and we were running. As we got farther away from the crash the feeling of the other people also got farther away.
“Finally we collapse behind a big tree trunk breathing hard. She was crying and I felt her fear together with mine and her leg hurt. I was looking at her injury, it didn’t look bad. I couldn’t even speak but I hugged her and all I could feel were her feeling. She was scared and in a little pain, but there was also comfort. Then I felt it again, the same feeling, he had found us. I told her to be quiet and we were too scared to even breathe. The feeling got stronger and stronger and I started to hear the whispers again. And then everything is just a blur, my head was filled with the whispers and the man’s feelings. I heard her scream and shots and more shots and screams and pain and then everything went blank and only the whispers were left.
“I woke in the hospital and started screaming. I felt everything, EVERYTHING. Guilt, anger, angst, pain, sadness, happiness even lust coming from some doctor with a nurse. It had never been like that before and I didn’t know how to handle it. They kept me under anesthetics for days because as soon as I woke I would start screaming. Eventually I stopped screaming but things didn’t get better. Everybody thought it was because of the trauma. I couldn’t even speak through all the emotions. Finally I was discharged but I was practically catatonic.
“I stayed in my room, eventually I could tell my parents that I wanted to have it padded, and they did. And I just stayed there, cowering away when anybody entered. It was just too much. A couple of years went by and I lost contact with everything and all I felt was the emotions of the people around me. I could even feel my family’s desperation. I mean they loved me but I was ruining their lives. Then, one day, a doctor came I said that I should be institutionalized. He was not the first, but my parents refused to lock me up. I was one of my “good” days, the emotions were not so bad, so I heard everything and decided I wanted to come. Maybe if I was in an institution, isolated I could be in peace. The doctor was Kimura sensei and he brought me here. It was the right decision, in spite of themselves my parents felt relieved and they are mostly happy now, I can feel it when they come see me.”
“So, what happened to your girlfriend?”
“The driver shot her. She died in the hospital before I even woke up. The worst part was the comfort I had felt coming from her. Probably she felt safe being with me and I couldn’t protect her. The driver shot me too but one of the bullets scraped my head.” He lifted his hair and showed Shige a scar. “The other went through me without hitting any major organ. I learned the story after some time of being here. The man was caught by the police seconds after I was shot. He said that the voices of the gods told him to do it, that it was the only way to stop the anger and pain, whatever that means.”
“But you heard the murmurs, didn’t you?”
“Yes, that was the only time I’ve heard anything like that. Maybe the voices were real. Doesn’t really make any difference. The man killed himself before the trial.”
“I’m so sorry.” Koyama shrugged.
“It’s not your fault. Anyway, things got better here. The medication actually helps and well I have friends. So things were good. I thought I would get peace, instead I got Tegoshi.”
“He was your roommate too?”
“No, I’ve stayed in a room alone most of the times but when Tegoshi hears there is someone new he always checks him out to see if he is like us and once he adopts you there is no turning back. Yamashita, Maki and Erika, of course always with Tegoshi, were already here and the rest went pretty much how it went on with you.”
“They are pretty close... I mean Erika and Tegoshi” Said Shige, he wasn’t sure if he was curious or jealous… na, he couldn’t be jealous, he had no reason to.
“They have been here the longest and they have been through some things together, but they are just friends they are not interested in each other like that. And Erika will come around; she’s always the one who takes the longest to trust someone new.”
Koyama chuckled softly and tried to cover it. Shige decided to change the subject.
“So, now, that the drugs will supposedly stop working… you could just leave, right? And with all the things going on…”
“I guess I could, but I won’t. And the drugs… well maybe I’ll be able to handle it again, like before. I guess we’ll see. We should go back in.” They both got up. Koyama hesitated.
“Is something wrong?” Shige asked.
Koyama took a few seconds to answer and said: “No, it’s nothing. Let’s go.”
For a moment, it seemed to Koyama that the murmurs were back, but it had been only a second. He was wrong. Yes, he was wrong…
*********
September 1961
The man went to work in the construction site. He knew it was going to be an insane asylum and he wasn’t sure he was comfortable with that. All those dangerous people so close to town didn’t sit well with him and people there had always avoided this part of the land telling stories about it. Not that he believed any of the stories.
But anyway, he hated the work and his wife wanted him to quit but they needed the money.
As soon as he was in the work place the headache began. He was so tired of the headaches. Day in and day out, the headaches would not let out.
He worked all morning through the pain. At midday he tried to eat his lunch but the headache had unsettled his stomach and he couldn’t even get two bites down.
He couldn’t ask to be allowed to leave anymore. He had done that too many times already so he just went on.
He knew he was working, but his brain didn’t really register what exactly he was doing. The only thing he could focus on was on a couple of workmates talking a few feet away.
What are they doing?
They should be working. And they are making you headache worse.
Yeah. So much worse. Why do they have to be so loud while I’m doing all the work?
If they shut up the headache will stop and you can go home to your wife. Hug her, kiss her. How long has it been?
Too long.
The men let out a shrill laugh and before he knew what he was doing he grabbed the sledge hammer lying next to him and walked up to the men.
One swing and one collapse on the floor. Two swings and the other fell from the four story construction. He died long before he hit the ground, before he even started to fall.
He then proceeded to put the sledge hammer away and walked calmly out. He walked home and smiled at his surprised wife. He hugged her and kissed her.
“It’ll be fine, now. The headache is gone.”
Two hours later the police came to take him away.
Hope you liked it! Let me know what you think XD
Characters: Kato Shigeaki, OC, Tegoshi Yuya, Masuda Takahisa, Koyama Keichiro, Yamashita Tomohisa, Ryo Nishikido, Fujigaya Taisuke, Kimura Takuya, Gackt.
Rating: N17
Disclaimer: I own the story ONLY
Chapter 9
Shige followed Koyama to the yard. It was a wide space surrounded by tall walls and there were benches all around. It wasn’t cold but not really warm yet either so there was no one outside. Koyama sat down and Shige kept his distance.
“It’s okay, you can sit on the same bench.” He said with a smile. “We are alone out here and you are not affected by so many emotions.”
“Eh?”
Koyama chuckled. “Yes, you have conflicted emotions towards certain people. Out here, you are just curious and a little confused. Oh, and cranky.”
Well he was feeling all of those things and they were all intensifying.
“Okay, I’ll tell you my story, there is not that much to say. It wasn’t always this bad. When I was little I didn’t even realize that I was different. Everybody just thought I was a sensitive child. I could always feel how others were felling but it didn’t overwhelm me, I could tell my feelings from other people’s.
“My life went on uneventfully; you may even say it was boring. Then, one day when I was 17 I felt something. I was on the school bus going on a field trip with my school. There were 30 of us in the bus. Behind us there was another bus with other 30 or so students.” Koyama smiled sadly. “I was sitting next to my girlfriend, Lina. She was my first girlfriend and the only one really. We had been friends since the first year and I had finally plucked up my courage to ask her out. I admit that the fact that feeling she liked me too helped.
“Anyway, I was sitting next to her and she was talking about her baby brother, I think, when I started to feel something. It was getting more and more intense. It was… rage, incredible rage and something more I couldn’t identify at the time since I had never felt it. It was getting bigger and bigger and soon that was all I could feel. I tried to see… feel where it came from. I felt the feeling of thirty people, adolescents and still that other feeling was drowning them. Then I found it. It came from the front of the bus. I stood up, I could feel my girlfriend’s confusion but I kept on walking slowly towards the front. The driver it was coming from the driver. The anger and that other feeling which was starting to override everything else. I realized what it was too late.
“We were in an isolated road, next to the woods. The driver started to speed up and suddenly he turned the bus around and went straight for the other bus. I swear I heard weird voices whispering and then that feeling again mixed with the fear of everyone inside. The driver swiveled at the last second and it crushed against the other bus from the side. I was thrown on the opposite direction.
“I think I passed out for some time. I woke up to screams and the sound of gunshots. I had no idea what was happening but I started to move. I saw the bodies of my classmates, I didn’t know whether they were dead or alive. I finally found my girlfriend I called her name and she slowly opened her eyes and started to move. She was okay, but I was starting to feel pain, incredible pain. Of course, I was feeling the pain of all the people in the crash.
“I heard the shots again. Who was shooting? The feeling I had felt before was getting closer. I forced myself to move and I must have told her to follow me ‘cause she did. We climbed out of the wreck and when I turned around I saw the reason for the shots: the driver was shooting at every survivor.
“I just stood there, the fear and the pain were too much. I felt a hand grabbing mine and pulling me to the forest and we were running. As we got farther away from the crash the feeling of the other people also got farther away.
“Finally we collapse behind a big tree trunk breathing hard. She was crying and I felt her fear together with mine and her leg hurt. I was looking at her injury, it didn’t look bad. I couldn’t even speak but I hugged her and all I could feel were her feeling. She was scared and in a little pain, but there was also comfort. Then I felt it again, the same feeling, he had found us. I told her to be quiet and we were too scared to even breathe. The feeling got stronger and stronger and I started to hear the whispers again. And then everything is just a blur, my head was filled with the whispers and the man’s feelings. I heard her scream and shots and more shots and screams and pain and then everything went blank and only the whispers were left.
“I woke in the hospital and started screaming. I felt everything, EVERYTHING. Guilt, anger, angst, pain, sadness, happiness even lust coming from some doctor with a nurse. It had never been like that before and I didn’t know how to handle it. They kept me under anesthetics for days because as soon as I woke I would start screaming. Eventually I stopped screaming but things didn’t get better. Everybody thought it was because of the trauma. I couldn’t even speak through all the emotions. Finally I was discharged but I was practically catatonic.
“I stayed in my room, eventually I could tell my parents that I wanted to have it padded, and they did. And I just stayed there, cowering away when anybody entered. It was just too much. A couple of years went by and I lost contact with everything and all I felt was the emotions of the people around me. I could even feel my family’s desperation. I mean they loved me but I was ruining their lives. Then, one day, a doctor came I said that I should be institutionalized. He was not the first, but my parents refused to lock me up. I was one of my “good” days, the emotions were not so bad, so I heard everything and decided I wanted to come. Maybe if I was in an institution, isolated I could be in peace. The doctor was Kimura sensei and he brought me here. It was the right decision, in spite of themselves my parents felt relieved and they are mostly happy now, I can feel it when they come see me.”
“So, what happened to your girlfriend?”
“The driver shot her. She died in the hospital before I even woke up. The worst part was the comfort I had felt coming from her. Probably she felt safe being with me and I couldn’t protect her. The driver shot me too but one of the bullets scraped my head.” He lifted his hair and showed Shige a scar. “The other went through me without hitting any major organ. I learned the story after some time of being here. The man was caught by the police seconds after I was shot. He said that the voices of the gods told him to do it, that it was the only way to stop the anger and pain, whatever that means.”
“But you heard the murmurs, didn’t you?”
“Yes, that was the only time I’ve heard anything like that. Maybe the voices were real. Doesn’t really make any difference. The man killed himself before the trial.”
“I’m so sorry.” Koyama shrugged.
“It’s not your fault. Anyway, things got better here. The medication actually helps and well I have friends. So things were good. I thought I would get peace, instead I got Tegoshi.”
“He was your roommate too?”
“No, I’ve stayed in a room alone most of the times but when Tegoshi hears there is someone new he always checks him out to see if he is like us and once he adopts you there is no turning back. Yamashita, Maki and Erika, of course always with Tegoshi, were already here and the rest went pretty much how it went on with you.”
“They are pretty close... I mean Erika and Tegoshi” Said Shige, he wasn’t sure if he was curious or jealous… na, he couldn’t be jealous, he had no reason to.
“They have been here the longest and they have been through some things together, but they are just friends they are not interested in each other like that. And Erika will come around; she’s always the one who takes the longest to trust someone new.”
Koyama chuckled softly and tried to cover it. Shige decided to change the subject.
“So, now, that the drugs will supposedly stop working… you could just leave, right? And with all the things going on…”
“I guess I could, but I won’t. And the drugs… well maybe I’ll be able to handle it again, like before. I guess we’ll see. We should go back in.” They both got up. Koyama hesitated.
“Is something wrong?” Shige asked.
Koyama took a few seconds to answer and said: “No, it’s nothing. Let’s go.”
For a moment, it seemed to Koyama that the murmurs were back, but it had been only a second. He was wrong. Yes, he was wrong…
*********
September 1961
The man went to work in the construction site. He knew it was going to be an insane asylum and he wasn’t sure he was comfortable with that. All those dangerous people so close to town didn’t sit well with him and people there had always avoided this part of the land telling stories about it. Not that he believed any of the stories.
But anyway, he hated the work and his wife wanted him to quit but they needed the money.
As soon as he was in the work place the headache began. He was so tired of the headaches. Day in and day out, the headaches would not let out.
He worked all morning through the pain. At midday he tried to eat his lunch but the headache had unsettled his stomach and he couldn’t even get two bites down.
He couldn’t ask to be allowed to leave anymore. He had done that too many times already so he just went on.
He knew he was working, but his brain didn’t really register what exactly he was doing. The only thing he could focus on was on a couple of workmates talking a few feet away.
What are they doing?
They should be working. And they are making you headache worse.
Yeah. So much worse. Why do they have to be so loud while I’m doing all the work?
If they shut up the headache will stop and you can go home to your wife. Hug her, kiss her. How long has it been?
Too long.
The men let out a shrill laugh and before he knew what he was doing he grabbed the sledge hammer lying next to him and walked up to the men.
One swing and one collapse on the floor. Two swings and the other fell from the four story construction. He died long before he hit the ground, before he even started to fall.
He then proceeded to put the sledge hammer away and walked calmly out. He walked home and smiled at his surprised wife. He hugged her and kissed her.
“It’ll be fine, now. The headache is gone.”
Two hours later the police came to take him away.
Hope you liked it! Let me know what you think XD