Kyo woke to a dull ache, it took him a moment to figure out where it was coming from. He had slept on his left arm, which had caused the new cuts to streatch , which had caused a decent amount of pain, and prevented healing.
"Damn." Kyo rolled up his sleeve to find a small trickle of blood. "Just what I freaking need." He pulled his sleeve back down, and headed towards the bathrom.
"Oh, You're up." Kazuma was in the hall, of freaking course. "I was thinking after my morning classes you and I could do some one on one training, how does that sound?" Kyo had been slacking in his martial arts training, and Kazuma had been low key pressuring him to pick it back up.
"Um, yeah I guess." Kyo could feel a small drip slowly making it's way down his arm, he needed to get to the bathroom. "That sounds great, Shishou." Kyo mustered up a small smile, and turned for the bathroom, catching a drop of blood with his hand. He quickly closed the door.
"That was to close." Kyo sighed, slumping to the ground, toilet paper pushed against the cut. "I'll have to be more careful." He let his head fall against the wall and closed his eyes. he felt exahsted. sleep had brought only momentary peace. What did his father mean by letters? he knew once a month Kazuma receaved an assortment of letters, he figured they were all bills. Maybe not?
He checked his wounds, the blood had stopped, good. He scrubbed at his shirt, thankful he wore mostly black. He then hopped in the shower.
Kyo dried his hair, and headed out the door. Kazuma was still teaching so there was time to kill. It was nice living at a dojo, away from the city. It made the walk to school long but he didn't mind. The trees were full and the air was peaceful. It helped, but not a lot.
"Meow."
Kyo turned to see a kitten padding up to him. He let a small smile slip and knelt to pet it. "Hey bud, you lost?" The kitten purred. "I guess we can be lost togeather yeah?" To the kitten's delight Kyo picked it up and continued his walk, stroking the small cat's head.
"Fancy seeing you here." Kyo knew that voice.
The kitten escaped Kyo's arms, leaving a small scratch and ran into the trees, Kyo turned towards the voice, teeth bared. "The hell?"
Akito stood there, leaning against a tree, his feathery hair sweeping in the breeze. "I simply decided to stop by, wanted to see for myself the rummers."
"Let me guess, you think I'm being given to much "Freedom?"" Kyo kept his distance, controlling his breathing.
"You are out here, alone, unchaparoned." Akito took a step towards Kyo. "It isn't the conditions many would say is fit for a monster." the words stung.
"What conditions would you have me be in?" Kyo hoped Akito did not notice the quiver in his voice.
"Say, a small black cage, you wouldn't be so" He paused, finding the right word. "Unsupervised." Akito put out a quear smile, letting his icy hands land on Kyo's right cheek. Kyo shivered, he found himself unable to breathe. His eyes were latched onto Akito's, he was trapped. "I assure you, I will see it that your life is to make many changes."
Kyo dug a nail into the scratch left by the kitten. The flow of pain let him break away. "Kazuma would never allow that to happen!" He hissed, shoving Akito away.
Akito simply brushed a bit of dust off of his sleeve and nodded. "Why do you think that man keeps you around? You honestly believe he cares for you? You've seen the proof yourself."
"What proof?" Kyo kept his orange eyes squared on Akito, continuing to dig his nails into his wound.
"You don't know?" Akito's eyes hinted that he was genuinely surprised. "You really don't know do you?" He smiled, sickly. "Check the mail when you get home. You'll be sure to find out soon enough." At this Akito turned and walked away.
Kyo stood there, unable to move, he could barely think. He slid to the ground, running his nails over his cuts from the day before, trying so desperatly to feel a release. He tried to slow his breathing, tried to think logically. "The hell is wrong with me?" He ran a hand through his hair. The encounter with Akito was breif, but like anything with Akito every word had the weight of a thousand, and every touch was so overwhelming Kyo felt like nothing more than a lump of flesh. He couldn't fight, could never fight. Not really.
Finally he stood up, and made his way back to the house.
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