Disclaimer: I don't own Toriko or it's characters.

Based off the anime. Also I KNOW THAT IT'S A REALLY SHORT DRABBLE

Sighing, Coco pressed his back to a cold stone wall, exhaling heavily as he slid to the ground, curling up into a ball. His room—his prison was cold and dank, causing Coco to shiver. He longed for his freedom since the last day they had forced him here.

"The more you struggle the more painful this is going to be for everybody!"

This just wasn't fair. While Coco's siblings were out playing in one of the IGO HQ's vast green spaces, or training to become proper Bishokuya, Coco was locked up and abused by Ichiryuu's team of scientists.

"You know what, let's just keep him locked up so we don't have to deal with this ever again."

"Wait…WHAT?"

Yes, Coco understood why they locked him up. Every time they had to drag him back he fought and struggled. What Coco didn't understand was how Ichiryuu didn't know. Ichiryuu ran the IGO, so how did he not know about how poorly one of his adopted sons was being treated? Why didn't he listen?

Please don't let them take me ever again, please!" the sobbing child begged, letting purple tears dot the linoleum floor.

Coco had always asked them why they had to treat him so poorly. Why couldn't they treat him like a human being, and not lock him in an animal cage. Why couldn't they take the time to make the experiments less painful, so the wouldn't have to use the faulty anesthetic.

The child screamed, struggling against the gloved hands that held him down. He knew that the anesthetic wouldn't work.

This won't hurt a bit…

Coco didn't understand why those scientists didn't understand that the anesthetic didn't work on him. That there was no realistic way to slip him under. The experiments were long and painful, and living through day after day was grueling.

The raven-haired child screamed in fear, just as a pair of gloved hands shove him into the water, and Coco felt his hope sink with him as the lid was closed over the water. He was going to be underwater for a very long time.

Sometimes, Coco hated Ichiryuu for doing this to him. Coco wished that he hadn't let Ichiryuu put all those poisons into him. It caused him pain and grief. Every day as a child Coco found himself crying purple tears. But Coco couldn't cry now. The oldest of the four brothers was being watched, those scientists wanted his tears.

The dark-haired child screamed as the gloved hands brought a hand down on him. And again. And again. But he wasn't going to cry. He would prove Toriko that he was stronger than that. He had to be the stronger older brother.

Trying to take his mind off his traumatic childhood and now mid-adolescence, Coco looked down at the green fabric straps around his wrists, and smiled weakly at perhaps the last decent thing Ichiryuu ever did for him.

"Will this really help with my poison?" the eldest brother asked Ichiryuu as his adoptive father wrapped green fabric around his elbows, wrists, ankles, and neck. Ichiryuu smiled, "Of course, but you need to try and stay level-headed too."

"Of course, that's easy!"

Letting his cold brown eyes slide shut, Coco curled up into a ball on the floor, deciding to try and get some rest before the next round of grueling experiments. He curled up into the fetal position, letting the pain sink in, and running his hands along his bruises. Although his future was uncertain, he was certainly of one thing:

It's not alright to cry.

A/N: Wow, that was short! It was a lot longer on the Wattpad page...

AHH! HOW COULD I DO THAT TO COCO I HAVE ALL THE WORST HEADCANONS!
(And if you're wondering about the whole underwater thing, pure oxygen is poisonous so I have a headcanon that Coco can breathe underwater)

There may or may not be a second chapter coming out. Depends on how bored I get in the next couple of days.