Rated for drug use, sexual content and language.

This is my first ever Bloody Monday fiction, comments/concrit is greatly appreciated :)

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Fujimaru woke with a start early Monday morning; he always had nightmares about perceived Mondays.

Bloody Monday.

Rolling over in bed and covering his face with his hands, the teen groaned in frustration. Lately he hadn't been able to sleep properly, imaging the many dead bodies people like Orihara Maya, the Marksmen or Third-I always left in their wake, the innocent peoples with family or loved ones who were sacrificed needlessly by either parties.

His father.

Asada Aoi.

Tachikawa Hide.

And Orihara Maya herself.

Too many sacrifices, way too many sacrifices for him to ever feel comfortable with. J had gotten away with Anzai and he hoped the man would keep his word and he'd never see him again. Everything just came crashing down on him all at once sometimes, Anzai wanting to destroy Japan through biological warfare two years ago, Kurano Lisa wanting to take revenge on the country for her father by blowing up the fissile from a nuclear bomb in one of Japan's nuclear reactors.

A never ending cycle of revenge.

"Why do you have such a look on your face?"

Fujimaru looked over at the door. "Otoya."

Out of the original five friends of the school's photography club, Kujo Otoya was the only one he had left. He didn't know what he would do if he lost him too.

Otoya walked over and took a seat in a chair beside Fujimaru's bed. He stretched his legs out and intertwined his fingers before he spoke.

"You can't let it eat at you like this."

Fujimaru sighed, "I know."

Fujimaru remembered accusing Otoya of being J, basically blaming him for the death of countless people. The relief he felt when he found it wasn't true was immense, but then so was the guilt. Otoya was his friend; he should have trusted and believed in him.

Otoya placed his fingers on the bed before slowly touching Fujimaru's hand.

The hacker looked up at his friend at the contact.

"You did the best you could, nobody blames you for what happened."

Fujimaru smiled, he needed Otoya just as much as he needed Haruka. "Thank you."

"ONII-CHAN, BREAKFAST!"

Fujimaru got out of bed and put on a t-shirt while Otoya turned towards the door. He wished his friend would look at him, see that he needed him to keep him grounded. He had no plans of involving himself with anybody who could get hurt, or be used as leverage in the future; but Otoya was already a part of his world, both the good and the bad and he figured if it had to be anybody, it might as well be him.

"What are you thinking about now?" Otoya asked from the doorway, both hands in the pocket of his very expensive pants, being the Minister of Justice's grandson had its perks.

"N…nothing," Fujimaru answered before quickly filing out of the room.

When they reached the dinner table, it was lined with all sorts of breakfast food that Haruka made. She was in the kitchen getting coffee and drinks.

"This looks good Haruka," Fujimaru smiled before taking a seat and Otoya agreed. There was enough food to feed the entire neighborhood.

"Thank you, Onii-chan," Haruka smiled while setting the small tray with the cups down on the table. She took a seat and beamed with pride when her brother and friend started eating, she loved to cook. Ever since her mother died, she had become the woman of the house and had tried her best to fill that role. It wasn't easy, but she wanted to make sure that if nothing else, her father and brother ate properly; a good meal was key to a healthy body and mind.

"Haruka-kun, this tastes amazing," Otoya said after taking a sip of the onion soup he tried.

Haruka blushed and thanked him for the compliment. Fujimaru was too busy stuffing his face to say anything.

Suddenly, Otoya's cell phone started ringing and he took it out of his pocket to look at the caller id. His face suddenly became solemn when he saw who it was. "I'm sorry, this is a private call," he muttered before leaving the table and walking into the living area quickly.

All of this didn't go unnoticed by Fujimaru and he wondered what the problem was. He didn't want to pry into Otoya's business, but he also wanted to make sure he was safe. After a few minutes, he excused himself from the table because he wanted to see what was taking his friend so long to come back. When he reached near the entrance to the living area, Otoya's voice could be heard talking heatedly.

"Don't you dare, I want nothing to do with you."

Fujimaru plastered himself to the wall, he didn't mean to eavesdrop but he couldn't help it. He knew Otoya wouldn't want to tell him if he was in trouble, he would rather keep it to himself and if he let his presence be known, his friend would stop talking.

"How do you know I'm at Fujimaru's, are you following me?"

The contempt was clear in Otoya's voice, and Fujimaru knew something was definitely wrong.

"I don't care what you want, just leave me the hell alone!" Otoya ground out before his cell phone could be heard snapping shut. Fujimaru quickly made his way back to the table before Otoya realized he was close by. Haruka just kept on eating and smiled up at him when he returned.

"Where's Otoya?" Haruka asked.

"He'll be here shortly," Fujimaru answered.

Otoya returned to the table and grabbed his jacket, his face plastered into a frown.

"I have to leave."

"Wait, where are you going?" Fujimaru asked quickly.

"I have some business to take care of," Otoya answered before walking towards the door. In a flash he was gone.

Fujimaru ran upstairs to get his laptop.

"Onii-chan…?" Haruka muttered when her brother took off for his bedroom. She pouted; there was nobody to eat with her now.

Fujimaru quickly extracted his laptop from his bag before sitting on his bed and turning it on. He took out his Falcon thumb drive and quickly put it in the USB port. Clicking a few commands, he started a trace on Otoya's cell phone. A virtual map of the city came up with the moving red dot on it and he decided he would call Kanou, just in case it was a problem too big for him to handle. Kanou was the person he trusted most in Third-I.

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"Is this the place?" Kanou asked when they pulled up to an abandoned warehouse district.

Fujimaru looked at his laptop screen, "Yes it is."

"Alright, let's find him. Try to be as quiet as possible, we don't know what's going on here," Kanou cautioned.

Fujimaru nodded before pointing to the warehouse that the signal came from, then he closed his laptop before putting it back into his bag and slinging it across his shoulder.

Luckily the door to the warehouse fell off its hinges so they could silently enter. They moved within the shadows, Kanou with his gun drawn until faint voices could be heard.

Kanou signaled with one hand for Fujimaru to carefully move towards a stack of abandoned crates until they were close enough to hear what was happening.

Peeking around the corner, they could make out Otoya's frame, but he was standing before the person he was talking to, blocking their face while they sat on the hood of a car.

Otoya seemed majorly pissed. In a fit of anger he stepped to the side to reveal….

J.

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"I thought I told you I didn't want to see you again?"

J smiled up at his older brother. "Onii-chan….."

"Don't call me that!" Otoya shouted.

J's smile grew even wider, "You're family, you know I can't leave you alone."

Otoya turned his back to J and scowled, "You're a goddamn rapist, that's what you are."

J chuckled before walking up to Otoya and whispering in his ear, "If I remember correctly, you can't rape the willing."

In the fraction of a second, Otoya had slapped J across the face, hard.

J put a hand on his stung cheek, chuckling before looking up at a panting and glaring Otoya. "I like it when you're feisty, Onii-chan."

Otoya gasped when J grabbed his hand and flung him on the hood of the car. In a second the man was over him, pressed against him while he pinned his hands to the side. J didn't waste anytime and before he could utter a word, his lips were on his, kissing him heatedly like a lover would.

Otoya struggled but because of his pinned wrists, he wasn't able to get free of J's hold. When the man finally eased up, he pushed him to the side and spat on the floor.

J licked his lips before smiling.

Otoya's eyes narrowed, "I swear I'm going to tell Third-I you're here. You and Anzai are international criminals after all."

"How is Fujimaru-kun?" J asked suddenly, a playful hint to his voice.

"Leave Fujimaru out of this," Otoya snapped.

"Mmmm, now why would Onii-chan care so much about his friend and not about his Otouto?" J asked with a pout to his lips.

Otoya tsk'ed in annoyance. "If Third-I finds you they will kill you, and Anzai too."

J's smile faltered at that, "All I want is for my family to be together."

"After what you did to me and to this country, you think I'd want to go anywhere with you?"

J straightened, "You will come with me Onii-chan, whether you like it or not."

Otoya watched as J got in his car and blew him a kiss before driving off.

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Fujimaru was pissed. How dare J try and blackmail Otoya, he'd never get him, not if he had anything to say about it. He had wanted to confront the two, especially when J kissed Otoya, but Kanou held him back, making sure to record what was happening for headquarters. He watched as Otoya ran a hand through his own hair before getting into his car and driving off.

If he deciphered what Otoya said correctly, J may be taking advantage of Otoya in more ways than he anticipated. He wouldn't stand for it. But why didn't Kanou do something? He could have taken the man right there.

"Kanou…" Fujimaru started when he turned to the man to see him pocketing his camera phone.

"J's back in Japan, we need to catch him and Anzai at all cost," Kanou said.

"Don't hurt Otoya," Fujimaru said. Third-I had a habit of using people to get what they wanted.

Kanou smiled before patting the teen's shoulder, "Don't worry about your friend, he'll be alright." He wanted J to lead them to Anzai.

Kanou dropped Fujimaru off at home before heading to Headquarters with the information he had. No matter what he promised, catching J and Anzai was top priority.

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In the main office at the Third-I headquarters, Hagiwara, the current director looked at the video in his office of Kujo-san and J's exchange that Kanou had provided.

Turning off the monitor, he turned to the man that stood with his arms crossed across the room. "Kanou, you know what we have to do, right? Use Kujo-san to capture both J and Anzai Mako."

Kanou nodded before turning to leave. Right before he was to open the door he paused, not bothering to turn around before saying, "I'm asked not to hurt Otoya-kun, I'd like to keep that promise."

The head of the department nodded before watching Kanou disappear to the outside. He covered his face with his hands and sighed heavily. Kanou didn't have to ask him to keep the kid safe, he was the Minister of Justice's grandson after all, which made him a lot more sheltered than anybody else, even Fujimaru himself. He figured that since the Minister himself wasn't raising any alarms to the issue, he didn't know about it; if possible, he wanted to keep it that way.

Either way, all of their focus would be put into catching the man and woman that nearly brought an end to the country of Japan two years ago. He would leave no stone unturned until he found the culprits.

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Otoya enjoyed living by himself, it was the greatest thing his grandfather ever did for him, especially since he couldn't stand to be in the same house as the man that drove his mother away, which led to her suicide. It took all of his willpower sometimes not to run away, but they definitely didn't have a good relationship, family or otherwise. After what had happened with J, he decided to install a new security system in his home, since the man knew the code for the last one and had invited himself in.

The teen decided that the first thing he would do is brush his teeth then use Listerine, because whatever sweets J was eating, the taste was still in his mouth and he wanted to get rid of it. He couldn't believe he was related to somebody like that, somebody so radically different he might as well have been a stranger from another planet.

Otoya's greatest fear though, was Fujimaru finding out what had happened. He wanted to keep his friend out of J's path; he cared for him too much.

On his way to the bathroom, the doorbell rang and Otoya turned back to see who it was. After checking the computer monitor that was hooked up to the camera that was placed over the door outside, he realized it was Kanou from Third-I.

Kanou bowed slightly in greeting when the door opened and asked if he could come in.

Otoya stepped to the side to let the man in, making sure to lock the door behind him.

"Kanou-sensei, to what do I owe this visit?" Otoya asked mildly.

Kanou decided to get straight to the point. "I know J came to see you…"

Otoya's eyes widened slightly before he sighed in resignation. How the hell did they know about that already?

"...it'll be easier to catch him with your help."

Did he want to be used as bait to make sure that people like J get what they deserved? "Fine, what would I need to do?"

"We need J to lead us to Anzai Mako, you'll be the one to try and coax the information out of him," Kanou answered.

Otoya started pacing a little, "What if he finds out what I'm doing, he'll definitely kill me if he does."

"We'll place cameras inside your home and a tracking device on your person. Somebody will be watching you at all times, so you should be relatively safe," Kanou said.

Otoya chuckled at the idea that he could be safe when it came to J; he knew better. "Fine. Just do me one favor, don't tell Fujimaru," Otoya added.

Kanou nodded. It seemed to him that the two had more than friendship going on with the way they always tried to put each other's safety first. He had no problem with it though, he could totally understand with all the things they'd been through together. Takagi was smart and he knew what the plan would be even before he was told, but he still asked for his friend to be taken care of under the circumstances.

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That evening, after Kanou had set everything up, all the surveillance equipments and cameras, Fujimaru called and invited Otoya over for dinner.

Fujimaru knew his friend didn't want to be alone and it would make Haruka really happy since she always cooked way too much.

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Kanou had left about an hour ago and Otoya decided a bath would be good before he left. He took his clothes off and entered the shower stall of his tiled bathroom, turning on the warm water and allowing it to flow over his naked body. He put his head under the spray, wetting his hair before grabbing the shampoo. He was about to begin washing it when a faint noise caught his attention from outside the bathroom door.

Stopping all actions while straining his ears to listen for more sounds, there was nothing for a moment until a small screech was heard.

"Who's there?!" Otoya called out, hoping he was just imagining things and there was no one there. His heart skipped a beat and a gasp escaped his lips when the stall door was suddenly opened.

"Onii-chan~"

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"Did you hear that?" One of the two men sitting a few meters away in a car outside Otoya's home asked. They were both assigned to watch the young man and to report back to Kanou and Hagiwara any discrepancies. They both listened carefully to the receiver in their ears, but only the sound of running water could be heard. The small 6" monitor that was installed into their dashboard showed nothing out of the ordinary inside the house either.

"Maybe it was nothing," the other man answered and the first one nodded in agreement.

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Otoya tried to cover himself with both hands, "What the hell are you doing here?"

J eyed Otoya's body from head to toe, reaching out a hand towards his face while speaking, "Onii-chan, you should know what I want."

Otoya slapped the man's hand away before it could make contact with his cheek.

J smiled before starting to slowly unbutton his shirt while Otoya, with eyes wide as saucers backed himself up until his back hit the wall. This can't be happening again.

Wondering what the hell had happened to the men who were supposed to be listening outside, Otoya looked towards the door.

J, spotting his older brother's gaze, chuckled in mirth. "They won't be coming, I put them on a loop of five minutes ago when you came into the shower, all they can hear and see right now is what I want them to."

Otoya glared heatedly at J, watching as he started on the zipper of his pants. He decided that maybe the best thing he could do was make a break for it and he tried but he didn't manage to push J down like he hoped and he was grabbed and slammed into the tiled wall behind him. His head, along with the right side of body connected painfully with the hard surface and he slid to the floor, dazed.

Before J dropped his pants, he extracted a small syringe with liquid amphetamine and injected it into the vein in Otoya's arm, rendering him conscious but extremely weak.

Otoya vaguely registered J lifting him up by the arms until he was on his feet, his head and body throbbing. He was led into his bedroom, where he was gently deposited on the bed.

J took all his clothes off before getting into the bed with Otoya, kissing along his torso and chest until he covered his mouth with his, kissing him passionately.

Otoya whimpered at the contact, he couldn't understand why he was craving his touch or why his mind was cloudy. The hand that J had roaming all over his body felt extremely good and he wanted to turn into it, but his body wouldn't move.

J stopped his ministrations and looked Otoya in the face while running a hand through his semi damp hair. His wide eyes were glossy as they tried to focus on him and his features relaxed, even though he was panting. He noticed his brother was hard and he smiled lovingly at him, running his hand lightly from the tip to the base, feeling it spasm and jerk in response.

"Otoya-kun, I love you," J said with a smile on his face. He positioned himself between Otoya's legs before starting to do to him what he'd been wanting to since the last time he was in the man's apartment.

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Thirty minutes later, the two men in the car outside looked at each other questioningly; they didn't think it was normal for anybody to be bathing for that long.

A call was in the process of being placed to Kanou about their suspicions when said man's car came screeching to a halt in front of the kid's house. The senior officer jumped from his vehicle with his weapon drawn before running up the door and kicking it in.

They followed suit.

When they entered the house with their weapons ready, they made their way forward until they saw Kanou standing by a bed and slapping an unconscious Otoya in a bid to wake him.

Kanou took out his phone and called the private number of Dr. Hamao at the Institute of Medical University, explaining to him briefly what had happened and telling him to get here as fast as possible.

The other two men, upon spotting the teen's naked body, immediately went searching the rest of the house for J.

Kanou opened Otoya's right eyelid and saw that his pupils were dilated, telling him that he was drugged.

Shit.

He threw a sheet over Otoya's body before the other two men returned.

"The house is clear," the first man reported.

Kanou turned to them, "Takagi called me, saying that Otoya was suppose to meet him fifteen minutes ago for dinner and when he tried his phone he got no answer."

He turned sympathetic eyes on the unconscious kid; maybe he should suggest him spending time at Fujimaru's after he woke so he wouldn't be alone.

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/TBC