Ken walked gloomily to his room. He entered to find a figure sitting on his desk, the Kaiser.
"What are you doing here" asked Ken taking of his jacket.
"That's not nice, you should welcome your old friend with a nice big grin." Purred the Kaiser.
"Who said you were a friend" stung Ken.
"I did," purred the voice, which was now behind Ken.
Ken spun round only to be caught round the face by the Kaiser's whip. Ken's face burned and he recoiled in pain. His hand catching his face he hissed as it stung. "What did you do that for?"
Ken walked over to the mirror looking at the deep gash in his left cheek. It made his pale face look as if it was on fire. A small tear of blood ran from the gash and ran further down Ken's cheek. Ken brushed it away and took off his black shirt to revile his scared and scratched arms.
"Ooohh, your still cutting you arms then!" purred the Kaiser staring at Ken.
"So what if I am, I've got nothing better to do." Said Ken taking of his pants and hanging them on a chair. Ken walked across the room to the light. "Good night." He said bluntly turning of the light and climbing in to bed. He wasn't going to cry himself to sleep to night, he picked up the sleeping pills from the bedside table. Ken poured two pills on to his steady hand, then downed them in one. He stared at the ceiling his eyes becoming heavy. But then he thought of Daisuke. A solitary tear came from under one eyelid just before they closed. He had failed, he had cried himself to sleep again.
"What are you doing here" asked Ken taking of his jacket.
"That's not nice, you should welcome your old friend with a nice big grin." Purred the Kaiser.
"Who said you were a friend" stung Ken.
"I did," purred the voice, which was now behind Ken.
Ken spun round only to be caught round the face by the Kaiser's whip. Ken's face burned and he recoiled in pain. His hand catching his face he hissed as it stung. "What did you do that for?"
Ken walked over to the mirror looking at the deep gash in his left cheek. It made his pale face look as if it was on fire. A small tear of blood ran from the gash and ran further down Ken's cheek. Ken brushed it away and took off his black shirt to revile his scared and scratched arms.
"Ooohh, your still cutting you arms then!" purred the Kaiser staring at Ken.
"So what if I am, I've got nothing better to do." Said Ken taking of his pants and hanging them on a chair. Ken walked across the room to the light. "Good night." He said bluntly turning of the light and climbing in to bed. He wasn't going to cry himself to sleep to night, he picked up the sleeping pills from the bedside table. Ken poured two pills on to his steady hand, then downed them in one. He stared at the ceiling his eyes becoming heavy. But then he thought of Daisuke. A solitary tear came from under one eyelid just before they closed. He had failed, he had cried himself to sleep again.