Part 2: Muraki
The nurse finished her usual check up, checking Nagi's heart and blood preassure, she went on and said that everything was normal, or near normal. He was instructed to lie down as she administered a new booster shot into his left arm. Nagi usually flinched or struggled, last time he remembered Schuldich holding him down as the needle when into his arm. "There, not so bad, now was it?" she finished and got up. "Dr. Muraki will be in to finish up."
The nurse walked away after she had taken the blood and tissue samples that she had drawn before hand with her. The door slid open and a man with steel blond hair walked in, he wore glasses and Nagi thought it resembled Crawford a little, if he was Japanese and had cold dead eyes. "Hello, you must be Nagi," the doctor sat down and smiled at the boy giving him a chill.
Muraki took the file and opened it, he looked at the list of pills. "These seem a little excessive, but according to this, you have epilispcy." The doctor reached out and decided to take the stephascope and start his own examination, "Just open your jacket a little."
Nagi did as he was told and flinched at how cold it was, but Muraki warmed it in his hand. "Just take a deep breath, hold, let out, good," the doctor nodded and writing something down. "You have an inhaler, do you use it often?"
"Once in awhile, most of the time, I'm excused from gym because of my condition," Nagi whispered hating to be this honest about his health problems.
"I see, do you have it?"
Taking it out of his pocket, Nagi put it in the doctor's hand. "Hmm, this is not as strong as I thought, according to Dr. Lamaki you were given double the dosage than normal."
"I had a violent reaction to it and spent two days in the hospital," Nagi whispered and looked away.
"Yes, I was the attending doctor and decreased the dosage, I think just making a slight change to it will be beneficial. You are going to be taken off the traquilizers for at least a month and I will give you something a little less strong. Take this out to your guardian and you can pick up your prescription downstairs," Muraki smiled at him and gave a pleased look. "You are looking a lot better than you were the last time I saw you, tell Crawford to make sure you decrease using the tranquilizers and I'm taking you off Ritlin as well."
Walking out of the room, Nagi watched Muraki leave and give the files to a nurse and talk to her slowly about something else. Running into the waiting room, Crawford was standing there waiting, he held out his hand and took the presciption paper and sighed. "Come on, I don't need to stay here this long."
***
Muraki stared at the blood work of Naoe Nagi, he pulled the file on the boy nearly six weeks ago. According to the files, Nagi had been adopted and was bounced around for most of his life from one home to the next. He sighed hoping that this time it would have the correct child, he had been running around half of Tokyo most of his life when he wasn't killing people for his own gains.
He came across a photograph of a boy barely six years old holding a kitten at the Tokyo Children's Homes Main Offices after his girlfriend had died. The boy's face and eyes were what haunted him and having that child in his office was well enough to call for blood work to be tested against his own. He pulled out the vial of blood he had drawn from himself and sent it to the office for a paternity test.
He saw the envolope on his desk and fumbled it open. The note there had him almost turn bright red, not with rage, but with nervousness.
"Dr. Muraki, The test work you asked for as concluded that paternity of said child, Naoe Nagi is determined to be your child."
He used his connections within Eszette to track down the guardians, he had been lucky, but he was still in project Epath and also a member of the science commission at Rozen Kreuz. He had authority over life and death over the members and mostly over one particular student, Bradley Crawford.
** Twenty Years Ago **
Screams were heard from the labs, Crawford covered his ears and tried to hide from it. He sat there on an examination table, his small seven year old body couldn't stand anymore needles. He turned to see Dr. Muraki also known at Murderer Muraki standing near him. "This won't hurt, just another injection."
It would hurt, Crawford knew this, he knew this from the moment he entered the lab. He felt the neelde strike his vien and he wanted to cry, but held down the tears, his large mocha eyes grew bigger. "That's a good boy," Muraki cooed and finished his tests. "The reaction time is getting better, you precogs are quite impressive. Helme, take Bradley back to his room."
Helme was the assistant, there were at least three upper classman to each doctor, he was a tall boy with brown hair and purple eyes, he wore the white uniform of a precog. He picked Crawford up and carried him back to his room.
What did he give me? Crawford thought, he felt sick to his stomach and went he was in his room, he threw up in the trash can. He lay down on the bed and trembled, he tried to stand, but when he did he fell to his knees.
One of the older boys walked into the room and helped him back into bed. "Stay in bed!" the order was harsh and the boy nodded.
** Present **
Crawford hated Muraki, he hated that no matter how old he was, was still afriad of him and that he was always going to be. He walked into his office when he came home and shut the door. He sat there at his desk trying to find the burban he drank to calm his nerves.
//Crawford, you're not having it,// he heard Schuldich's mental voice. //Last time you got drunk, you took out your anger on Nagi. The kid was nearly taken from us, remember?//
True, Nagi was still government property after the last abusive outburst. Two weeks in a foster home had nearly killed the boy too. Crawford swore he would never drink again if it meant losing Nagi. This was not parental concern, this was the lose of a good investment, a telekenitic who was powerful enough to kill anyone just by looking at them, or do massive amounts of property damage too.
Walking into the hall, Schuldich was standing there holding a broom. "How'd it go?"
"Muraki was there," Crawford whispered and brought the other into the room.
"Dammit, I thought we lost the guy, he still has an affect on you?"
"Still does it appears. He wants Nagi."
"Why?"
"Don't know, we'll wait and see."
Schuldich stumbled back and suddenly took on the mask of protective older brother. "He won't have Nagi, I won't let you put that kid in that monster's hands. You do remember what happened to us, what he did to us!" This was fear itself to Schwarz, someone who was far more dangerous was allowed to be free. To kill Muraki would benefit mankind and mostly themselves. Schuldich wanted revenge for all those times he was close to being killed due to the medication he was forced to take some things the could have killed a normal person. Ritlin in high doses that caused Schuldich to lie on the floor staring around his room at Rozen Kreuz, unable to move at all, he just lay there in a daze. He had been nearly thirteen, this was only a few of the cases where he was forced to take something that nearly destroyed him. "I'll kill him before he takes Nagi!"
"You won't be alone on that," whispered Crawford who was drinking some water from a bottle. "I'll be the one to shoot him."
***
Nagi started to think someone was tailing him, he turned around when he got to school and noticed no one. He saw a blond boy walking into the classroom and was sitting down silently as the teacher introduced him. "This is Tsuzuki Hisoka, he is goign to be joining our class for a short time, his brother is our new history teacher, you will meet him soon, he is Tsuzuki Asato. Please be kind to them, Naoe-san, please show Tsuzuki-san around."
Looking at the boy who was paler than any other and sat there with sparkling green eyes. "Ohiyo," Nagi greeted, but the boy just looked at him with cool expression.
"Ohiyo," the voice was soft and rather tired.
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