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Chapter 2

A sudden cold sensation forced Hoozuki's eyes to open. He felt two strong arms holding him upright. A low voice echoed across the room and their one sided conversation continued.

"I really didn't like your attitude a while ago there little fella..." Jirou started. "...but you know what? I'm kindhearted and... forgiving." he continued as he walked around the cell they chose to torture him in. "I'm going to give you a second chance here, rookie." Jirou stopped in front of Hoozuki and slumped on a chair. He grabbed Hoozuki's hair and held his face close as he glared the newbie to death, "Let me hear that greeting once more." he said in a husky growl that clearly indicated that he had no intentions of letting someone trample over his majority.

Hoozuki hung in the arms of Jirou's two minions, barely breathing. His whole body was numb and cold, just like how his heart was. He can't even picture out the man whose face is only a few centimeter from him. What was the difference from this moment and when I was outside? He asked himself. He was a lost soul outside this prison. He considered himself dead.

He was irritated... very irritated. He was ready to lose everything. =H was ready to vanish but that light that appeared before him then was the light that miraculously shone in his life one more time. That light pulled him back to reality, it made him feel like he needed to exist, it was what kept him going, running headfirst into all sorts of problems, blinded but faithful that everything will work out just fine. That light was Hakutaku.

The hand that Hoozuki held, filled the gaps of his own and it made him feel complete.

Life had been dark without Hakutaku and now that he's back - undoubtedly alive, Hoozuki can feel his dead heart springing back to life. He had his will back to fight for the life they had before all this unfortunate events happened.

Jirou cleared his throat catching Hoozuki's attention. He gripped Hoozuki's hair tighter making the other wince in pain. "So? What do you say?"

"Can you guys let me go first?" Hoozuki muttered as he turned to Jirou's minions whom exchanged gazes with Jirou and got a confirmation.

Hoozuki fell face first onto the cold hard floor.

Before leaving the two alone, one of the minions landed a kick on Hoozuki.

Hoozuki coughed up blood as he picked himself up holding the side of his stomach tightly trying hard to bear the pain.

He stood up using all the will he had in himself.

He parted his lips to speak.

"Stop!" a familiar voice said. The owner of the voice seemed to be gasping for air, maybe they hurried to get there.

"Hakutaku, dear, I told you to not come here, didn't I?" Jirou threatened.

"Let me talk to him..." Hakutaku's dead voice echoed, "...I've longed to end things properly."

Hoozuki clenched his fists. He was not ready for what the other said. "...end things properly?" He felt an evenly intense pain than the beating that he received.

Jirou laughed maniacally and walked past the frozen Hoozuki. "Have it your way." he bade as he walked away.

When Hakutaku felt that Jirou was in a far enough distance, "You're about to say something that'll get you killed." he warned.

"Thanks for the warning, though I really wanted to get to the part where you'll end things properly." Hoozuki retaliated. It hurts to hear it, even more when he's the one saying it. It makes it more justified.

"This isn't your fucking playground! You can't just say whatever the hell you wanted!"

"Why does it have to matter?" Hoozuki whimpered as he felt his soul dying. "You're leaving me... Isn't that right?"

Hoozuki didn't have the strength to move much less to turn to Hakutaku when he feels so pathetic.

"You came here to leave me? Funny... you left two years ago..." Hoozuki was choking on his own words. He was battered to the core, he didn't need Hakutaku's help to kill himself completely.

"You left! fucking. two. years. ago." he hung his head low. "... without a goodbye nor a simple, 'I'm done with you' note."

"Isn't it enough to see me bruised all over? Why do you even have to come here and end things properly?"

Hakutaku swallowed all his emotions. He can't let a tear escape. "Telling him you still love him won't resolve anything! Get your head straight!" he told himself.

"Yeah... I don't love you anymore. So stay away from me." Hakutaku's voice was brittle. He's not that good at hiding things from Hoozuki.

Hoozuki, hearing the hesitation on the other's voice forced his feet to walk towards Hakutaku. He leans onto him and held him into a tight embrace.

Hakutaku yelped. He had never seen this sight before. He had never seen the other this weak, this lifeless.

"Tell me that you don't love me to my face and I promise, I'll stay away." Hoozuki whispered.

Hoozuki held Hakutakus face and leans his forehead onto the other. "Tell me."

"I don't -" Hakutaku was speechless.

Hoozuki vision was blurry but he knew what the other's expression was. He figured that Hakutaku was just trying to keep him out of harms' way.

He crashed his lips onto Hakutaku. He forgot how long he missed his lips. He can't even remember how long it has been. He tasted of blood - most probably his, but his sweetness never faded. He can never imagine how amazing it feels each time. Nothing could beat the other.

He loved this idiot more than his life, more than anything he ever had.

Hoozuki wiped his tears away, it was what he was used to do.

"Liar." he said as he looked into Hakutaku's eyes and kissed the other once more.