Hiro shuddered, as pain racked his body, coursing through his veins. He had failed to protect Kisa again. Looking up, Hiro recognized the pale frame of Akito looming above him. Smirking, Akito spoke," I have a proposal to make." Hiro looked at Akito, interest in his eyes. "Yes?" Hiro said his voice hollow. "If you become my toy, I will cease to punish Kisa for your faults," Akito paused, smiling, "If not, Kisa will take your place." Hiro walked to Akito, though his body screamed for him to stop, to let Kisa be the one who feel his pain and suffering, and spoke the words Akito expected to hear, "I agree to your proposal of becoming your toy, under the condition of you leaving Rin and Haru be, along with Kisa." Akito smirked, brushing a finger against his chest as he purred, "Turn around Hiro, this is on Kisa," Hiro mindlessly turned, his body's senses inceasing in sensitivity as Akito brought a curved blade to his back, tearing long, thin gashes in the flesh. Hiro made no sound, not even a scuffle. After he finished, he carefully kissed one of the cuts, wispering, "One day you will love this pain,"