raygunner | call me out: garbage boy edition

Hm. For once today, you're right. Unfortunately, we both know the evidence points at someone else, and not me.

[ He brings his left hand up to his chin. ]

I wonder why it is that you're so determined to convict me...? [ That's bullshit, they both know it. ] At first I thought it was some bizarre flirtation, but now, I'm not so sure.

This time. [He did it on purpose, though, the message was clear - it was only a matter of time before he was right.

Flirtation, though? Shit, who does Akechi think he is?

He ain't that cute.]

Maybe I don't want to convict you.

[A grin.] Maybe I want you to prove me wrong.

[That he's a better person than Akira is accusing him of being. That he has a chance at ever being something better than what he'd chosen.]

[ Screw you he's cute as hell.

He raises both eyebrows. ]

Prove you wrong? Why would I need to do a thing like that?

[And which one of them had 9 girlfriends, and which one of them couldn't even form a proper connection with people and thus lost the game.......]

You're right. Why would you ever want to prove to everyone here that you're not a murderer.

They'll find out soon enough.

[Akechi totally walked into that one. He can't Akechi a break.]

[ If Akechi's concerned, he doesn't show it. He just keeps smiling at Akira, but there's something that flickers in his expression. ]

I have nothing to hide. You know that as well as I do.

[ Bullshit. ]

Now, why don't you put in the correct vote so we can leave this place?

Everyone has a few... shadows in their closets, Akechi.

[It is absolutely bullshit, but he isn't calling it as hardcore as he could. In fact, all he keeps doing is walking that incredibly dangerous line he does, as recklessly as always.

Instead, he offers his hands, palm-up, in a shrug.]

Besides, some of us don't like to just do what we're told, no matter how powerful the authority is.

[Aka no, make him.]

[ ...... ]

Ever the joker, Kurusu-kun.

[ He can do it too! ]

If you won't, then someone else will. Would you like that person to be me?

[Now he's getting it!]

I try.

[See? It's working.]

You mean it hasn't been you this whole time?

[Things Akira will never stop being in his entire life: A smarmy little shit.]

But I suppose, in the interest of giving this particular victim the justice they deserve...

[ Somehow, he represses the urge to roll his eyes. Instead, he keeps that smile plastered in place. ]

Of course it wasn't. I didn't take you for such a fool. After all, I couldn't bear to kill anyone here.

[ Lying to the very person he'd been plotting to kill for who knows how long.

Akechi crosses over to Akira's podium and inputs the guilty party's name. He hits enter. Now it's locked in. ]

[But that's always been the plot twist. It's not that Akechi's going to (try to) kill Akira. It's that Akira knows it's coming.

Oh look, now they're on the same podium. Calm thy fanfic fingers, fangirls in the audience. This ship isn't exactly sailing.]

Well, there's someone else's fate you've sealed. Does it feel good to be on the side of justice for this one?

[ Akechi lets out a quiet laugh, crossing his arms to survey Akira. ]

Don't be silly, Kurusu-kun. A detective is always on the side of justice, isn't he?

That would depend on the nature of the crimes he's solving. I wonder what will happen when you find the culprit of the cases you've been chasing.

[How does one convict onesself? Well, either way, it sure as shit isn't Akira and his squad, but then, everyone who is paying attention knows that.]

For now, it seems we're all on the same side, at least.

I'm sure it'll be interesting to see the outcome. Should we make it out of here alive, perhaps you'd be willing to lend a hand.

[ Akechi's still smiling, and he shifts away from Akira just the tiniest bit. ]

We are from the same world. We should stick together.

That'll be the hard part, won't it? [Getting out alive. Akira isn't even sure he's going to do it, himself, but he's pretty damn sure Akechi's going to get nailed as a culprit eventually. Even with that challenge to prove him wrong and that the 'detective' can actually be a decent person if he tries.

Oh well.

Running away so fast? He raises an eyebrow.]

I guess there's some merit in that. [Keep your enemies closer, and all.] I'd rather not be stuck in a get-along shirt with you, though. We can skip that part, right?

For someone as self-sacrificing as you can be, certainly. You have no need to worry, though. I'll do my best to keep an eye on you, so treat me well, Kurusu-kun.

[ So, so full of shit. He just doesn't want anyone else to steal the kill that's rightfully his. And he doubts Akira Kurusu would kill someone. ]

No, no, I wouldn't dream of it. I'm not particularly good at sharing.

But who's going to watch the watchman?

[Frankly, Akechi's the only person here he's absolutely worried about. He'll never kill anyone, and he's good at getting along with everyone else. And even if all else fails, he keeps his head on a swivel. He's been targeted before.]

Not good at sharing? I could tell that. You should probably share a little more, though. It might help.

Do you distrust me that much? After all the times we've worked together. But I can't say I'm surprised, considering your past and my profession.

[ The others are probably confused as shit but it's fine. Who cares about them. ]

I think I'll leave that to you. You're very good at it, much better than I am.

You don't think I'm worried about your own wellbeing? You are a close Confidant, after all. [Will the bad puns ever stop? no.]

So it's okay for me to share what I know about you? That sounds like a challenge. [Challenge fucking accepted.]

[ He lets out a quiet laugh. ]

That is true. A shame... I don't think I've given you a memento to remember me by, should I perish in this place.

[ lord. ]

Ah-- [ Okay, he needs to stop running his mouth sometimes. This is just like Pancakegate all over again. ] I'm sure you understand why I'd prefer you not.

You haven't yet, no. [Oo, oo, what's it going to be? A bullet in his skull? A knife in his back? He can't wait.]

I thought you said you didn't have anything to hide? It's alright, we'll just leave it as a dad issue-

Ah.

Sorry.

A dead issue. [:)]

[ .......... ]

... I think we're done here, Kurusu-kun.

[ Wow, that certainly turned his voice to ice. Akechi doesn't give him so much as a nod before he's turning and walking away.

... but, you know, there is always the afterparty, Akira. Surely you'd like to keep talking to your best friend! ]

Call me~

[He is just shy of winking and blowing a kiss with that sort of tone.

He'll be absolutely fine with talking to his bestest best friend.

In a brightly lit place with plenty of other people around. And then, quietly...]

... When you have enough sense. [Or will you always be a disappointment to literally everyone in your life...

Well, maybe it's Akira's own fault for maybe hoping someone like this could have any kind of redemption. He'd offered, after all, but since it was rejected, Akira just kept on like it had been before. ]

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