Battered But Not Broken
His Leftovers
Chapter Two
-Unknown-
Why the hell was he fucking cold now.
He laid there, listening to the birds chirp happily, half wishing they would shut up. Kyo rolled over, expecting to meet his discarded pillow as usual, but instead smacked his head, rather roughly. He immediately cradled his head rolling over on his side hissing and cursing whatever the hell he hit. He glared behind him about to cuss out whatever it was that had been in his way and found a wall.
"What the-"
His pain forgotten, he sat up scratching his head staring at the wall. His gaze drifted along the wall. This wasn't his room. This room was completely bare, save a bed, which he had not been laying on, a small dresser, an even smaller table and a strange metal door. His brow furrowed. Where the hell was his room? No better yet where the hell was he?
He stood and approached the strange door, gripping the door handle, only to find it was locked.
"What the hell! You stupid rat! Let me out!" He kicked the door repeatedly. When it wouldn't open, so he looked out the small barred window beside the door. A stone path led away from the door and on either side of the path were traditional Japanese houses. His brow furrowed even more. Houses like those are never around anymore, excluding the idiot dog. So, was he in the Sohma Estate?
Two young women were walking down the path, talking quietly and giggling to one another. Kyo rolled his eyes.
Why does it have to be the giggly type to come around? He thought annoyedly.
He sighed and called out. "Hey! Yea, you two over there!" The women jump slightly, inching away slowly.
"Something's blocking the door. Move it would ya?" He called.
They just looked at each other for a moment and peered back, smirking an whispering in hushed tones.
"Is that him?" One asked.
"Yes." The other giggled. "I've never met a murderer before." Kyo froze. She smirked, still peering at him like he was a rare specimen.
The first woman touched her fingers to her lips as the they kept walking past him, as if he had said nothing at all.
"His mother and that poor girl? Who could possibly be next? She was just the sweetest little thing. She even looked after him, but I guess a murderer always kills again." He could see that she was smirking as well as the women continued their giggling and whispering.
Kyo's hands curled into fists as they left. He screamed back at them.
"I am not a murderer! It wasn't my fault! It wasn't my-" His words cut short. Girl? He hadn't hurt any girl, much less kill one.
His eyes widened in fear as his mind finally registered the only girl they could mean. Tohru? He would never! Could never!
He gripped the metal bars over the window. "What girl?" He yelled desperately . The only answer he was given was louder giggles and patronizing looks as they disappeared around the corner.
He pushed roughly away from the window, trudging to the other side of the room. He paced back and forth, trying to remember if he really had hurt Tohru. He glared out the window as more and more people passed, whispering about him and laughing.
Unable to control his anger anymore, he lashed out, punching the wall. Pain laced up his arm as his fist broke through the wood and struck a hard surface. He hissed drawing his hand back, cradling it to his chest. He looked through the new hole he made and saw that he hadn't struck a pipe or beam, but that there was a wall made of metal, the wood was just a covering.
He sat on the bed, his eyes lingering on the hole before turning his attention to his hand. He tried to open his fist only to cause excruciating pain to flare up his arm.
Shit. I think I broke it. He thought.
A chuckle drifted through the room. "Aww, did the monster hurt himself in his cage?"
Kyo's head jerked up as the voice's owner unlocked the large door an stepped through.
Akito's loose white kimono dragged lightly behind him as he approached Kyo and looked at his hand.
Kyo glared at the older male. "So you put me here." He stated.
Akito stared cooly at him. "A murderer must be locked away. Why would anyone ever let one run free?"
Kyo jumped to his feet, yelling in Akito's face. "I am not a murde-" A hand lashed out and hit him across the face. Kyo fell back with the force of it, jarring his broken hand. He cried out in pain as Akito placed his foot on the injured hand, slowly applying more pressure as he yelled at the boy on the floor.
"Look what you did! I allow you to stay in my home and this is how you repay me?" He shoved his hand into Kyo's face, showing a blister that was now broken. "It was bad enough that Yuki injured me and now the monster has too!" He spat in his face as he began to stomp on Kyo's hand.
Kyo screamed and pulled his arm back cradling it to his chest as he rolled over onto his side, only to be kicked in the head.
"Tsk, you can't even take a little pain." Akito walked backed to the door and leaned out. Kyo vaguely thought of how glad he was to see him go, but Akito stepped back in a moment later. He carried a glass jug with steam flowing from the neck.
Kyo glared up into Akito's black eyes from the floor. Akito screamed and kicked him across the face, making him flip over on his stomach. He cried out in pain as he fell on his wounded hand.
"If you want to be so much like Yuki, then you can have the last of his punishment!" Akito screamed as he dumped the jug's content onto Kyo's back.
A choked scream came from Kyo as the boiling water splashed heavily on his back.
-Shigure's House-
Tohru sat up abruptly. She'd fallen asleep on the floor with the phone beside her. She stared at it for a moment, not understanding. She slowly picked it up and placed it back on its receiver and pushed herself to her feet, tucking her hair behind her ear. She slowly made her way up to her room. She stopped as she was turning the door knob. She glanced over at Yuki and Kyo's doors, still left partly open from her bursting in that morning.
She released the door knob and slowly made her way down the hall and closed their doors as a stray tear fell down her cheek.
Why would they have left without saying anything? They had always told me before. So why not now?
She cried softly as she made her way back to her room. She curled up in her bed and watched the moon as she cried herself back to sleep.
To be continued...
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First I want to thank The Character's Death and Your Guardian Demon so much for their reviews and the follows I've gotten so far. They made both made me smile and urged me on with more chapters. Second, Akito is just so evil! I made myself cry when I wrote Yuki and Kyo's parts. Anyway! I look forward to hearing everyone's thoughts. I'll do my best! Hoopla! Why did I say that...?
(Edited, fixed, whatnot on 8/8/13)