I Love My Own Hate
So... Yeah. First post of this story and first (probably only) fanfiction. Please be, I don't know, maybe a little bit nice with reviews? Please? Oh, yeah. There will be OCs in this fanfiction. Just thought that you should know, in case you don't like having OCs in a fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke, nor do I own anything in Kuroko no Basuke
WARNINGS:
There will be language
There will be mentions/hints of RAPE and TORTURE. Both mental and physical. Though there is only hints of rape in this chapter... I think, at least to me it is only hints.
If you DON'T LIKE then DON'T READ.
Also this is a YAOI FANFIC. Please keep this in mind.
Epilogue
'Dark. Panting. Heat. Hot…. Hot, there's too much heat. Make it stop. Pain. Pain. Painpainpainpainpain. So much pain...' He remember his teacher saying, 'Pain is just in your mind, you can push past it', and started to giggle uncontrollably through his sobbing. 'How can I push pass it when it hurts so much? Nothing in my training has ever been this painful...' he thought, still giggling through his tears, looking lost with his eyes glistening slightly.
The man hovering over the small boy was confused, but decided to ignore him, as he knew that he broke the boy's mind... but of course, he still wants to break it a bit more. "You can't run from me. You can't get away. I will always find you…. my little blue-boy. My angel." A blurry figure announces to the struggling and wounded boy under his hands.
The boy, still slightly delirious, started to say, after he heard what the terrible man said,"Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man! Hahaha!" All while a voice in his head was screaming. 'NO. Stop it! Go away. Go away! This isn't happening. It can't be. This can't happen. Why me? Nobody noticed me before this… make it stop… Mama, Papa… why aren't you here? Where are you? You said you would protect me!'
"Tsk, tsk. What's wrong, angel? You are supposed to be paying attention to me." He says with anger tinting his tone, pushing in a little harder making the little child cry louder. "This is happening. Now, listen to me closely, angel. No matter what you think, or how you try to block it out with your childish songs, NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU. Hehehe, can you feel me? Going in and out, in and out. The wonderful heat, the terrifying pain... It all makes the experience oh-so intense, right, my little angel?" The deep voice of his tormentor flowed out from behind him, so silky and smooth. But with more than a hint of insanity. If you were to meet him on the street, you probably wouldn't be able to tell as he could make himself sound like many different people at once.
The boy started to sob once more as the man pulled out with a loud groan. Repeating, "Run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'M THE GINGERBREAD MAN!" Over and over, clawing uselessly at the slimy alleyway ground, a broken smile lighting up his face in the eerie glow of the full moon.
The man started to shake, laughter bubbling up his throat like vomit. "Alright! I'll look forward to plating with you again, someday. My little gingersnap." The shadowy man said with such warmth and care in his tone, it made the boy sick to his stomach, again. "But, if I do catch you, you come with me willingly! Okay, little broken record? Hahaha! It will all happen again, when I catch you! 'Cause I will always know where you are, no matter how far you run. Fun for me, torture for you!" The man started walking away into the light at the opening of the alley, leaving the boy in his pool of blood. "Heck, if you manage to be a good little plaything when I catch you again, I might just tell you why it was you that I chose! Until next time, my angel." The male laughed out, walking away from the dingy alleyway. Not once looking back.
"I swear, I will kill you…" The boy whispered, eyes trailing after the tormentor that he has never seen the face of. After coming back from his little world of children songs and little riddles, he starts to quietly cry as he makes his way out of the alley and back to the sidewalk, finally out of his hell after so many months with that person. The crows and rats watching the boy slowly make his way to the police station where he fainted after he was noticed, which took quite a while. After, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fainted.
Yay! It's done! Finally! First time trying to write a story! Please read and review, I would greatly appreciate it! Ummm... I feel kinda awkward after writing that... I'm actually going to try and make this a book, like, with characters that I made up myself... then I decided that I should try it out as a fanfiction first and make adjustments when need be. I really hope that you like it, well...okay. Goodnight. I probably won't have an actual chapter out for a while, but thanks for reading if you found this in the plethora of stories on this website. Bye-bye! ;)