⚠️WARNING: This chapter will contain foul language, physical abuse, sexual harassment (e.g. rape?), kidnapping/captivating, stalking, criminal activities, bondages (e.g. ropes),  nudity, violence, and possibly blackmailing. Please read at your own risk! If you are feeling discomfort or any psychological pain when reading mid-way, please skip the following part! Also, there is a slight AMAGI RINNE X READER at the end of the chapter! ENJOY!!! ⚠️

(A/N: I'm a little hesitant to write the kidnapping scene. It is too extreme that I felt uncomfortable writing it privately and in public. A few of the actions are based on what I experienced with my mother, which involves her using physical and mental abuse towards me whenever I stood up for myself. The state I'm currently in causes me to stress more but it seems the situation is getting a little bit better. Sorry if the content is too sensitive.)

PREVIOUSLY ON PART 1:

When the girl is still sleeping in peace, relaxing without any disturbance, the man immediately put a piece of duct tape on her mouth and secured her with tight ropes and handcuffs. The girl was woken up by the ringing clicking sounds of the metal cuffs, with the urge of wanting to scream in fear, the time is too late for her to struggle free.

It is hopeless: Hiiro is still fond of his relaxing endless sleep, unable to witness the singer getting kidnapped. The girl tried to make muffled noises through the tape but it is useless to do so. As the wind began to make its way to the southeast, the curtains traveled their way to the living room, giving a higher chance for the blob to escape.

The female shrieked even louder even though the sticky glue-like substance is persisting in her mouth to mute her scared voice, tears forming from her eyes as the man gave the eeriest chuckle, carrying her waist and lying her body on his shoulder to make his way to his place as the wind leaves the scenery, sly as a weasel and leaving without a single trace.

✧༺♥༻∞　　∞༺♥༻✧
Hiiro's POV
I have the strangest dream last night: seeing Y/N holding the fat, sweaty man's hand from her studio, they silently walk into the darkness with a red aura surrounding their silhouettes. My body froze at that moment, I feel paralyzed. I reached out for Y/N with my arm and tried to call her name, but my vocal cord is blocked by some agonizing pressure as if a strand of rope tightened my neck. Suddenly, Y/N kissed the man's chapped lips in front of me before they leave me in this pitch, black unknown in pain. I cried at that very spot, tears rolling down my cheeks and landing on my palms. The echoes of my weeping became louder and louder until I was so scared that I cried in my sleep. I woke up in frustration and felt uncomfortable with that bittersweet ending.

Time: 6:45 a.m.
I searched Y/N in her bedroom but she wasn't there. The blanket that I used to wrap around her shoulders is gone along with her. Unable to think straight and feeling anxious, I quickly grabbed a lemon sour candy from her desk and pop it in my mouth, hoping the citric acid and the sugary aftertaste can stop my heartbeat from racing. I quickly make my way to the living room and sit on the sofa. Before I could relax for a bit, something bumpy is poking my head and letting out the girliest screech in human existence (A/N: Hiiro probably hasn't reached puberty at that time lmao poor thing 😂).

Third person's POV
Hiiro searched the pillows and the sheets to see that a pair of rusty, black glasses that are covered with fogs and cracks on the concave lenses, is sitting on the sofa. Hiiro picked it up and observe the glasses as if it is a piece of rock that has been on earth for over 4.5 billion years. Then, he remembered the man in his dreams, and coincidentally it has the same design and quality. The thought was cut off when the glasses produced a tiny droplet of slimy liquid on the glasses' surface and Hiiro watched it descend to the floor. The scent reminds him of Y/N's studio and the fat man in the suit, this makes the red, curly-headed boy's blood boil in anger, and is about to seek explanations and vengeance from the creep.

He grabbed his phone from his pocket and decided to call the police immediately.

"Hello...p-police. My friend, no! My mentor...she is...she is held captive by one of her colleagues! He is working under the famous pop idol." Hiiro was panicking in fear and jolting, his stutters are not helping him make his speeches more certain about the situation he is in.

"Kid, you mean that man who is overweight and is covered with sweat all the time? The one that wears a pair of foggy spectacles? If it is the man that you mentioned earlier, that guy was a total dickhead drooling over his female employees lately. He has been thirsting for their statuesque figures and we sent him a sentence for 10 months but he still hasn't learned his lessons. What a kid." The police laughed a bit but then cleared his dry throat. Hiiro is just shocked to hear these valid and detailed pieces of information from the cop, it is similar to what he has just said. He is like a disgusting leech that clasps onto the ladies as if the female workers are the remedy to heal his physically and mentally twisted mindset.

"Talk to me, kid, what is the girl's name?" The police officer asked as he searched over the files about the fat man that sounded very familiar to him.

Hiiro's sweat began to form on his forehead, the word 'kid' gave him horrible flashbacks of how people treated him before he met Y/N. Without his brother on his side, he felt powerless, and at the same time, he became an outcast in the eyes of unfamiliar strangers. Hiiro's hesitation and breathing patterns are rapidly increasing and unsteady. But then he remembered the girl, L/N Y/N. It was not because the girl has the looks of a famous idol but an angel or savior who saved him from the pain and misery that he is facing back then. The redhead took a huge deep breath and finally blurted out her name,

"L-L/N Y/N...it's the current Ikebukuro's pop idol, L/N Y/N..." he muttered as a tear rolled down his face, unable to control his emotions and dropping onto his knees, having a mental breakdown. The comfort that Y/N gave him has been taken away. He realized it was her who gave Hiiro the confidence to stand up for himself and forget about the negative emotions from his past.

"Thank you for giving us the information you knew about so far, fella. We'll be ready to track the culprit and the victim's location at any time. Contact us if you need any help, okay? See ya later!" The police officer hang up the phone and the boy froze. He didn't know what to do next, he started crying again but for the first time, it meant something positive. The police put their trust in him. The word 'fella' made him feel like part of a team, he is being useful. Hiiro smiled to himself and wiped off the tears on both of his eyelids. He stared at his phone wallpaper, which is a photo of Y/N sleeping at her desk last night with her f/c blanket that Hiiro wrapped around her when she feels tired and loses her energy to work during the day.

Y/N, it's time. I'll make things right just for you. I'll save you. Wait for me, okay?

MEANWHILE...

Y/N's POV
My head hurts. I feel nauseous, what is happening to me?

I woke up to see that my bedroom has transformed into an abandoned, rusty warehouse decorated with photographs scattered on the walls and the floor. I took a peak at some of it and they are taken in the bathroom, my studio, and a living room. These pictures looked familiar, I wonder why? The atmosphere feels silent and it made me feel super paranoid. I tried to scream for help, but the cloth is tied around my mouth to prevent me from making bawling whimpers. I tried to get up but something prickly and rough is strangling my hands, neck, torso, and legs. The more I move, the more tension it builds on my wrists, ankles, and throat. However, the most important question is...why am I stripped naked? I look around the room but no traces of fabric, windows, or hidden spots can be found. It is just me, the empty room, the wooden door filled with pores, and photographs of different females' private body parts, some of the women are blindfolded and wounded.

Without any warning, a large creak from the door made me flinch and the person who walked in was (guy name), the fat man in a suit. Wait a minute, where are his glasses? Why isn't he wearing them? What is he doing here?

"Y/N~ Y/N~ I have been waiting this moment for such a long time! I worship you not like an idol, but you're my queen, my goddess, my Y/N- HAHAHAHAHA! I'm so happy right now that I'm gonna cry!" (Guy name) laughed hysterically as he covered and wipe a tear from one of his eyes.

"Did you do all this bullcrap just for me? Tying me in a room that smells like filth (like you) and full of other girls' photos that you took, you fucking creep?!" I shouted as tried to stand up to slap him on the cheek but failed due to the short-lengthened ropes pulling me back to my original spot.

"I know right? Isn't this amazing?! (Friend name 1)'s slender waist and curvy body when she's taking a shower, (Friend name 2)'s (color) underwear fresh out of the laundry, (Friend name 3)'s cup size and juicy thighs are the best~ Ahhhhh~" (guy name) said as his thick drool is making its way down to his chin. I looked away in disgust and his breath is enough to kill my insides even though we are about seven meters away from each other.

"What are you talking about?! (Friend name 1), (Friend name 2), (Friend name 3)... aren't they all my colleagues from the studio?! What in the devil is wrong with you?!" I shouted back and sweat beads are forming on top of my forehead since I did not expect this man to stalk some of my besties like this.

Third person's POV

"You know, I would've been famous and have a comfortable life if you don't get in the way." (Guy name) said as he leans closer to Y/N's face.

"What?" Y/N's sweat began to drip to her back, sending chills down her spine.

"I was an idol just like you, everybody liked me and they kept chanting my name." Y/N watched as the man walked up to a table and start drinking a bottle of beer. No wonder his breath stinks and alcohol stains are implanted on the white shirt that he used to wear in my office or my studio.

"But when you came into my life, you took everything from me. My shining reputation, my money, my future... THEY'RE ALL GONE!! IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!"  He shouted and the empty bottle was thrown against the table. Glass shards began to fly across the room and into Y/N's face. She flinched and closed her eyes, her ears are full of the sounds of glass sprinkled all over the floor, and a few chunks start scrapping on her flawless skin.  The intimidating echoes coming from (guy name) made her scoot a little to the corner, but his right hand reached her exposed thighs and the other twirled her (f/c) hair.

Y/N screamed as her hair was then pulled aggressively and her face met his disgusting facial expression. His smile crooked and another wave of bad breaths showered onto her collarbone. The man leaned closer and whispered to her ear, "Listen! If you do as I say, I'll let you go. If you don't, I'll punish you more...Do me one tiny favor." He said with a sinister chuckle.

He pulled out a pistol and a couple of capsules filled with poisonous gas. The girl flinched again and was terrified to see that this batsh*t crazy psycho owns these kinds of deadliest weapons.

"Kill that brat that is currently working and staying with you for a while and bring his body to me."

Y/N realized that the whole setup was a distraction for Hiiro and that the 'brat' is him. A trap that can kill and wants him dead, for sure... She needs to get out of this place, but...how?

"I don't want the 20-something reports that I gave you earlier, I want his heart and skull on my desk."

Y/N's POV

"Like hell, I would do it, you piece of motherfucker! Hiiro is someone I would protect for the rest of my life! Wait until he matures, he wouldn't need my help anymore. He might stop being worried about the tiniest problems and be able to defend himself. Someday, I'm pretty sure he will reunite with his older brother again, just SOMEDAY!!!"

It's true... I'm learning from his past self where no one can help me or hear my screams. And Hiiro...he is learning my present self, he strives to become me like a star, an icon, a rare opportunity. I lowered my head and cried as tears rolled down to my lap.

The man's eyes went sane, making gazes from my face to her breast. I tried covering it with my arms but was pinned down by (guy name)'s grasp. The man leans closer and caresses my chest with his sinful palms. The hands made their way to my libido from my vagina. My whole paralyzed body suddenly jolted and my agonizing screams are echoing the room, this time crying and choking on my drooling spit due to the sex drives. His erected shin inside his pants is vibrating uncontrollably near my clit, making the terrifying moans even more nerve-wracking.

"Ha, ha, ha! I can't believe you're such a whore, L/N Y/N. When I post your dirty photographs online, the entire nation and Japan is gonna see your pussy being wrecked by some stalker, who is an old man and has a nice juicy pe-"

"STOP! STOP STOP STOP STOP IT!!! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! HA! HA! HA! I-I SWEAR I'M GONNA KILL YOU FIRST, YOU DIMWIT-"

(Guy name) slapped my cheeks mercilessly with no pauses per slap. The feeling when my face starts to swell makes me feel powerless. No matter how I tried to convince him to not kill Hiiro, I didn't have the right to persuade him. The only thing I get is negotiation and fear at its purest form.

"My, my! You're so naïve, Y/N~ 'Someday', that kid... finding his older brother, AMAGI RINNE. Don't make me lecture you or laugh, this is NEVER going to happen. He was the rightful heir to his village, yet his dream of being an idol is the reason why his mother rotted to death in front of that runt's eyes. Awwww, how sad!"

The man raised his arm, ready to serve another hard slap on my face. I turned my face, avoiding the view but immediately face its original position after an unknown fist punched the man's face with force. (Guy name) flew to another corner of the warehouse, but his wails were covered by police sirens outside the apartment. I looked up and saw a familiar silhouette and casual attire. It was Hiiro blocking the impact from the man's punch, his face and shirt are covered with dirt and his crimson red curls were messy.

"Y/N! Are you okay?! Did this man leave a scratch on you?" He asked angrily and made eye contact with my swollen face and bruises near my tied wrists and legs. He then turned to face (guy name), and his expressions and aura changed. His caring and innocent persona have faded and now he can only feel rage and vengeance through his inner body.

His blood was boiling crazily, his eyes look psychotic, his teeth gritted, and he started howling like an alpha wolf, ready to kill his prey without hesitation. He went to the corner and grab the man's shirt, he put his hands around the creep's neck as I watched him strangle his neck. (Guy name)'s face is turning pale and his lips blue and swollen. His arms trying to scratch his way out of Hiiro's arms, leaving fingernail scratches on his fairly toned skin. It is useless, but something that caught me and the creep's eyes: the pistol and the gas capsules. It is the only solution he had to escape from Hiiro and at the same time, torture him back without making physical contact.

"HIIRO-KUN, STOP!!! LOOK NEXT TO YOU, RUN!!!" The man grabbed one of the gas capsules and crack its shells by slamming it to the ground. The warehouse is filled with a cloud-like opaque gas and its odor smells like tar and possibly, sulfur dioxide. Luckily, the tight ropes started to loosen and I nudged them with force to set my limbs free again (ahhhh freedom at last!).

I stood up and tried to find Hiiro through the fog, my visions are getting blurry, my lungs are stiff and it was making it difficult to inhale extra air into my respiratory system. The silhouette of a lying Hiiro has been found. Seeing Hiiro's shoulders have been shot and bleeding uncontrollably sent shivers down my spine. I swallowed hard. There are no sounds of the pistol launched, this may be the work of the silencer from the gun. Hiiro let out a low-pitched grunt and slightly muttered, I gasped and let his head turn to see my teary face.

"Hiiro. Hiiro, Hiiro, Hiiro! Are you alright?! Shhhh it's ok it's ok, I'll patch you up later-" I tried to squeeze the wounds with my bare hands, hoping to stop any further blood loss. The more I am doing this, the more his blood rapidly flow from his flesh and to the palm of my hands, making the mess even worse. Hiiro's wails got even obvious and he's trying to hold them by biting his lip.

"Y/N, please don't. I'm fine, it's just a scratch. Ugh! Y/N, take this." Hiiro said and he took out something soft and cozy from his pocket. It is my (f/c) blanket, the blanket that Hiiro once wrapped around my cold and fragile body and the scent coming from it smells like home. The poisonous gas has engulfed the fragrances, my lungs are burning from the sulphur and other corrosive chemicals. I feel like I'm gonna die...

Home... I want to go home...I want to get out of this mess... I...

"Y/N...Y/N...Y/N!!!"

—————————Time skip—————————
The NEXT DAY...
Time: 4:20a.m.
I gently opened my eyes and find myself laying on the hospital bed. I turned around to see Hiiro sleeping next to me. We both are attached to IVs, I am wearing bandages wrapped over my limbs and he is now wearing an additional respiratory device, our heart rates are normal. I am surprised we both survived since the gas is corrosive and we would be dead within a minute or less back then. This doesn't make sense, who saved us and called the police for us?

"Oh, you're awake. It's a miracle that my brother had made it out alive with you, L/N Y/N." A voice was heard from my left ear and I sit upwards to see a redhead wearing a headband similar to Hiiro's jacket color scheme that is placed near his bed. I trembled and felt a slight relief, it is his older brother, Amagi Rinne.

The idol that I have strived to become.

"What's the matter? Can't handle my charisma that is radiating in the air?" He smirked and made its way to my bed. He sat next to me, I blushed and is speechless as he pinned one of his arms on my bed and caress my heated cheek, leaning more closer to me. I swear my inner self is fangirling and taking me back to the 1950s or the golden age where romance is still a thing.

Wait a damn minute, why is it taking so slow?!...Is he going to kiss me?! IT HAS TO BE, HE'S WAY TOO FLIRTY AND IT IS SO OBVIOUS OMGGGG! Calm down calm down Y/N, you should lean in more, this is your one and only opportunity to get that juicy mark from him! This all comes to an end as one of the hands flicks my forehead.

"OW!!! It hurts, what's your problem?!" I screeched and cover my forehead with my hands. Rinne laughed it off and smiled back at me, my face become flustered again.

"Hah, I won your heart like getting a royal flush. That's way too easy, Y/N! Despite being a top idol in Tokyo, you're so easy to be teased, I like you. You're really interesting." Rinne smirked.

Oh no! He totally saw the clumsy side of me, hell no! What a dumbass I am, I need to think of a comeback and fast!

"So are you gonna say I'm your Harley Quinn and you're my Joker? In your dreams, Amagi-san!" I said as I cupped his cheeks with both of my hands before pulling them away.

"Please, queen~ You don't have to be so formal! Just call me Rinne, by the way, I came here to discuss something important with you... it's about my younger brother." Rinne's tone shifted to a more serious vibe. He grabbed a chair next to my bed and placed his hands onto mine. I could feel my heart skipped a beat, but why do I feel so unsettled all of a sudden?

"Look, back then I am disguised as one of the polices outside the warehouse. Obviously, i asked one of the cops to let me inside to save you two. At the end, I saved both of your ass and now I'm helping you pay your hospital fees. But on one condition, take care of my brother, will you?" Our eyes are temporarily locked together, the tension between me and him are raising to its highest peak. Then, I come back to my senses. What about my job? Isn't Hiiro the problem to deal here? What is he gonna do without his older brother since he is looking for him from the very start?!

"First of all, thank you. Second of all, why did you chose me? Don't you guys have any relatives in this city?"

"My father is still sick in bed and I'm the only one who is gonna be the heir of my village. That's why I flee the place because the stress and expectations are high and I don't think my family will be proud of me abandoning them." Rinne explained as his head landed on my lap. I flinched when he slightly chuckled, I should admit that it sound cute and playful.

"However, if I hear that clearly. Hiiro is murmuring your name when he's almost fast asleep, he's such a cute little brother! Maybe he has taken interests in you? You're someone special to him? Sexually attracted to one another? Romantically? Or you're just friends?"

I am speechless to hear that but he has a point, maybe he does cherished the time with me...

Rinne waved me a goodbye before he left, I planned to ask his phone number, his studio and anything about him but it is too late, this is the last time I saw Hiiro's older brother in person. I looked at my lap, tear drops are landing on my hands and knuckles. Not because I missed Rinne but his younger brother was slowly falling from him.

I couldn't be more happier, that boy means the world to me. I swear that I'll protect him for the rest of my life.

Epilogue/Bonus:
A FEW WEEKS LATER...
Hiiro and Y/N are fully recovered from the hospital and after they set foot out of the place, they headed to the nearest café in the crowded city, the location where the two first met.

"Y/N, I should've notice the struggles you've been through earlier. I should have looked at your home's security cameras before I sleep." Hiiro apologised as he took a bite of the quesadilla, trying to get rid of his bittersweet feeling with its savoury flavour.

"Don't worry, Hiiro. The past is the past, you can't change it. Without you, the pictures about me and my colleagues that are taken from the incidents will be leaked to the public and I'll never be able to keep up with my career by now. Even so, there are rumours popping everywhere that old man has received the death penalty. He can kiss his ass goodbye in three days and two nights time." Y/N smiled and massaged Hiiro's hands for comfort.

Hiiro noticed her smile seems off today, it looks like she's faking it. He has overheard Rinne calling her to take care of him for as long as he wants this entire time. It is obvious that Y/N is facing more pressure than before.

"Y/N, listen. If you wanna talk about something, I will listen to you." He caressed Y/N's cheek and lift her face up to face his. Unlike the time when Y/N interacted with Rinne, she felt even more flustered when she looks Hiiro.

"H-Hiiro, there's something I want to tell you. Your brother may not be here in this city, but please stay with me for awhile. I know you may not like it, but bear with me because I-I- *sigh* you're hopeless, Hiiro. The problem is I'm in love with you." Hiiro's face turned bright red and he released his hand to cover his face after Y/N's confession. Few minutes later, he got up and lean towards Y/N to brush her hair off to the side and kiss her forehead, it is short but sweet.

"Y/N, I didn't I want to leave. I wanted to stay here to learn more about you as a person, you really have a good personality and this is the thing I wanted to learn from you first." Hiiro said as he pinched both Y/N's cheeks, teasing her face with it.

"Awww Hiiro, come on. Everybody can do that in a short period of time." Y/N chuckled.

"I want to learn from you only. Only you." Hiiro rested his head on the table and look at Y/N with his puppy eyes.

"You're so desperate, Hiiro. You better watch out, I'm gonna go hard on you."

"Ok. Bring it on!"

✧༺♥༻∞　　∞༺♥༻✧

Date finished: 28/09/2022