There it was again that sharp sting of cold unforgiving metal against my skin a bright crimson stains my skin as it dribbles. Why oh why. Why do you always look angry? Like this is my fault? I didn't do anything this is your entire fault, I've done nothing wrong? Yet here we go again. A hand strikes my cheek. You look pretty angry. Is it because I stopped crying? Maybe. Funny thing is. I just don't care anymore. Hit me again. I dare you. See what happens. Eye contact. Finally. Did you just flinch? Apparently. I find my feet. With surprisingly little difficulty funny now I'm standing. You don't seem so threatening. In-fact. We're the same height aren't we? You look at me with that incredulous look. Apparently. Your were never all that threatening, I just never had the nerve to stand and face you. Why? I was afraid I suppose. You seemed so scary and strong. For so long. Now I suppose I've grown. I'm almost an adult now. You can't take it anymore it seems. A hard crack against my jaw line. It's hard enough to make me fall, I hit the ground roughly. That's odd. That didn't hurt as much as I remember? I stand again. I can hear my own teeth grinding in my mouth my eyes narrow, funny, I probably look like you.
This abuse. I don't deserve it. I ALWAYS did what you wanted. ALWAYS. Suddenly. I'm above you. You're so surprised you gasp. That's a first. My hands find home on your neck. I squeeze. Not even thinking, I want you to suffer. That's right. I truly do. It's weird. That isn't me. My grip loosens. You suck in air, your chest rising, letting out spluttering coughs. Saliva dripping from the corners of your mouth. You take a minute or so to collect yourself. Before you make eye contact. A vicious smirk as always. Those gleaming canines are shining at me, gleaming even. You're bright Blood chocolate eyes are somehow tinged darker than normal. I can feel the tears welling. I want. I want to go back, when everything. Wasn't so. So atrocious. Was that the word? Yeah. That's it. "What's wrong Yandoushi?" your dark voice rings in my ears. "Can't do it eh?" your hands glide up my forearms, those slender fingers. Are gripping my arms now, fresh blood leaks from the earlier inflicted wounds. "I suppose you're scared?" he whispers. "Shut up." I whisper. I feel tears stream down my face.
How weak of me, after all this time. All these years of suffering and pain. I still can't hurt you, I don't want too. I put Pressure on your chest as I begin to stand, I stand over you. You look at me with that look, that smug look "you're still such a weakling." I suppose I lost it after that. A hard kick to your side. It surprises you. You cough violently. I turn my head away from you I don't like your pain. My eyes catch the site of what you seemed so content marking my skin with before. Suddenly it's in my hand. You swear under your breath. You crawl away from me as I approach you. Is this the look I gave you all these years? I kneel down, face-to-face with you, I run the blunt side of the blade along your neck across your collar bone and down to the nape of your neck, I know what I want. "Go on Hikari, Do It." The look of fears gone, just smugness. I know why too. You think I won't do it. "No." I say. And you're right. "I'm not like you." I said flipping the knife.
A small tearing noise is made, you vanish. Sennen ring falling to the ground with a jangle. Cord sliced. I pick the ring up, I feel at my chest. My own ring is gone. I go to look for a new rope. "I'll never be like you." I mumbled under my breath. 'Keep telling yourself that Yandoushi.' I hear your voice. You're never far away are you? "I don't have too. I know it." I said aloud. I hear you chuckle in my head. "I swear. I'll never be like you." You laugh one more time. You almost sound proud. "Glad to hear it." You scoff.