To make up for taking forever to upload chapter 5, I'll have chapter 6 up the same day! ^.^

Warning: Giriko's filthy mouth

Days passed...at least they assumed it was days. The single light turned off and on, Rubare has entered the room with food many times and brought new clean cloths with him. Justin kept his eyes on the strange man with yellow orbs for eyes every time he was in the room. He accepted the food and clothing without question, if he's going to be imprisoned he could at least stay clean and healthy. But he would have his guillotine blades out, showing that if Rapinatore decided to do something to him, he wouldn't go down without a fight.

Giriko refused to look in the direction that the kidnapper was at, not a word or sound would leave his lips till Rubare was gone and the door was clicked shut. After the door was closed, the saw would curse loudly and punch the wall next to him. Hating the position that he was trapped in, he still couldn't stand to small room...it was so small...but Justin kept him distracted by keeping a conversation with him whenever he noticed the older man's breathing quickening and eyes darting back and forth across the blank blue and white walls.

They talked about their lives, beliefs, fears and things that didn't make sense but was better than sitting around doing nothing. Justin hadn't gotten anymore information about who Arachne was than what Giriko had told him several days ago. That she was like a mother, she raised him and sang a horrible lullaby about chains, blood and death. To see if the man would tell him more about the woman, Justin told Giriko about his own parents. It wasn't anything very exciting, his parents were still alive and living in Canada. They raised him to obey Lord Death and to only do good.

On an average...or at least what was average at the moment day, the two men were bored and started playing twenty questions.

"Is it an animal?" Giriko asked from the other side of the room, throwing a tennis ball that Rubare had left them at Justin.

"Yes." Justin was sitting on the bed and caught the ball with one hand. "Is it a food?" He threw the ball back.

"Yes." Giriko caught the ball with one hand as well. "Is the animal a reptile?" The ball went back and forth with each question.

"No. Is the food a dairy?"

"No. Is the animal a mammal?"

"Yes. Is the food a protein?"

"No. Does the animal live in the forest?"

"Yes. Is the food from a c-" Justin stopped his sentence and the ball left him hand when the door opened, Rubare entering with his usual grin and tray of food.

"Having fun with the ball?" He asked in a happy voice. The youngest man in the room shot blades out of his arms and only glared at Rubare. Rapinatore only laughed and looked over at Giriko, who was staring at the ground a snarl crawling up on his lips. "I'll take that as a yes." Rubare put the tray on the bed, on the silver pates were strawberries and oatmeal. "Today I'm going to need one of you for a moment." Rubare said. "To be specific, I need Giriko." The man went over to the saw and held out a hand. "Do I need to get Arachne?" At the sound of the name, Giriko pushed himself off the cold ground. He still did not look up at the man and followed Rubare out the room. Justin watched, confused, as the two men disappear and the door shut behind them.

Justin blinked several times, then it hit him. The room was silent...not a single sound was around him. He had no music...he didn't notice it missing because he had the conversations he and Giriko shared, the sound of his breathing, and even the soft beat of the saw's heart beating. Now there was nothing...nothing. This was a first for Justin to experience, he had always had some type of noise filling his ears, whether it was music or someone's voice. His heart started to race faster, he lifted his hands and saw them shaking. Is this how Giriko felt about being in small places? Justin suddenly couldn't breath, as if something was choking him. He needed noise, something! He started to pace back and forth in the room, his footsteps creating a light tap with each step. It wasn't enough. He opened his trembling lips and began to sing.

"Can't fight the fate especially mine, dynasty's coming from the battlefield to unwine. Go sign, go sign green it's a go sign, deathscythe is red hot man that's hold sign Lyrical, technical on the beat is so magi-" His singing was cut off with a scream of pain, his legs buckled and he fell to the ground. The pain went away as quick as it came, Justin stayed on the ground. His breathing was deep and shallow...he was going to go insane.

"What's wrong Justy-kun? You seem troubled?" Rubare's voice said, filled with mockery.

"Pl-please..." Justin begged, pushing himself up on to his knees. "Give me my music back..." He looked up at the camera with pleading eyes.

"Now why would I do that?"

"Ridargli la sua musica.(Give him back his music.)" Giriko's voice asked, speaking in a language that Justin didn't understand, he only spoke French and Spanish. He only understood musica. Was Giriko helping him?

"Perché diavolo dovrei farlo?(Why the hell would I do that?)" Rubare responded.

"Egli non può funzionare senza di loro! Basta dare loro si esegue il backup cagna psico!(He can't function without them! Just give them back you psycho bitch!)" Giriko's voice echoed in rage.

"Anche tu cura di lui.(So you do care about him.)" Rubare chuckled.

"Lui è solo un ragazzo.(He's just a kid.)

"Rapinatore! Please!" Justin cried. He didn't want his music, he needed it. Sound kept memories of a person away, prevented him from recalling the pain and misery that person had caused. Music, voices, simple noises were how he made it leave his mind. "I'll do anything! Just give me my headphones back!"

"That's all I wanted to hear." Rubare said in english. Justin heard a click and music filled the room.

"Can I pose a question? How do you kill what is dead? I just shoot from the hip and aim for the head."

It wasn't the kind of music Justin listens to, but it was enough to dull the memories away. The door reopened and Giriko entered, followed by Rubare. The saw went over to Justin and pulled him off the ground, setting him down on the bed.

"Now I know how to control both of you without having to use those bands of yours." He clapped several times. "Happy days, happy days. Now my experiment can continue on without fear of you two making it difficult." He chuckled and left the room.

"You gonna tell me what the fuck just happened to you back there?" Giriko looked down at the still shaking Justin. The younger man only shook his head, curling up into a fetal position.

"You're music thing is worse than my clostrophobia...I can just tell." The saw sighed and sat on the floor next to the bed. "We need to get out of here or else we're not going to be alive long." He added quietly to himself.

"Is this the end of the world, or just the start of the fight? You better heed my warning and watch out for their bites. They have a taste for your flesh and for your blood they will crave. They're coming for us now, from beyond the grave."

The song ended with twisted laughter and Giriko couldn't prevent himself from joining in, if they were going to die...they're going to be insane first.

Beautiful, right?

Sorry of some of the Italian is off, I'm trying my best.

RER

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