Sorry I know I'm really late but I had trouble finding the write words to use for this chapter.( plus there was a little trouble I had to deal with a home.) So I decided I needed to expand my vocabulary, hopefully this will help with my writing skills cause I know it's changing (and I really need to know if it's getting any better). Don't forget to review me and tell me what I need to improve on n.n .
Hope you enjoy this.
Sorry for any mistakes.
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"Yuki, where are you..." Shuichi said to the darkness.
"Are you there? Yuki... Why can't I see you?" Still no answer. The colour started to faded as small whispers broke the silence. Slowly it shifted becoming lighter and lighter, making the voices drift away with it.
"Yuki is that you... Yuki, answer me. Please yuki. YUKI!!!" Shuichi's eyes flew open. His breathing was rigid, unable to get a steady breath. He could smell musky odours that washed over his body, scrunging up his nose at the sickening smell that lingered. Taking in his surroundings the singer found himself back in the same room where all his problems started.
Shuichi sighed. "Dammit. You'd think they would of found me by now... but now that they...got rid of the burden..." Shuichi whispered to himself. "They'll just move on." He started cradling himself. " Cause Shuichi Shindou doesn't exist any more."
"Only a whore does."
A scraping sound of the cell door opening pulled Shuichi out of his thoughts.
"Oi brat, get up and eat." The black haired man said, holding the tray out.
"He's abit like Yuki now that I think about it." Shuichi thought grabbing the tray, walking back to his bed.
"Thanks for this Ryuu."
For the past three weeks his body has been used so many times that he lost count half way through the first week. Day in and day out he was used as a disposal for each strangers frustration and pleasures. It was horrifying, to say the least. All thoughts of ever returning to Yuki stayed in his dreams, for he had no intention of returning to Yuki now. He was dirty and no amount of showers could scrub away the sins he now holds.
Ryuu was only one person that ever decided to treat him any thing close to human. He made sure that Shuichi was in good health, kept him fed, gave him clean clothes etc. At first Shuichi would scream at Ryuu for every time he tried to get near the pop star but after Ryuu had bursted out in fit of rage, Shuichi couldn't help but laugh at him for finding someone that was basically a replica of a certain blonde novelist. Even though he's scared shitless of what he's is having to go through, he was glad that he atleast had one friend in this god forsaken hell hole.
"Just be glad that i'm the one that got ordered to take care of you instead of one of those smug bastards. You would have been raped by now for sure."
"So why..." Shuichi said, in a voice barely audible.
"Why what. Speak up."
"Why haven't you touched me, even the spikey haired guy has done... you know... that to me."
"Why woud I want to screw a kid like you. Even though my family is in the shady buisness doesn't mean that i'm in on it too."
"So then... why are you still here then."
"None of your damn buisness... Besides even if I did leave I would just be dragged back again to pay the price for trying to leave." He said, his body going stiff. "Shit, shit, shit...I just had to say againdidn't I. The damn brat is definalty gonna pester me about it."
"What's the price for leaving?." shuichi said passing the tray back.
"Or maybe not..." He thought leaning on the bars.
"Depends on the person. Could be death, could be putting them through prostitution, maybe selling them off, killing their family. Heck they could even use you to test out new types of drugs on you, to see if they can put it out on the market. Just what ever they find valuable to the person at hand." Ryuu spat as he said the last sentence, clenching both fists.
The information finally started to sink in. "... So what did they take from you last time you tried to leave."
"I spoke to soon."
"Stupid brat. Mind your own damn buisness, and stay out of mine." Ryuu said throughing a cold glare in Shuichi's direction. "I'm outta here." He said closing the cell up behind him.
"Hey wait, you didn't answer my question." The pink haired boy yelled to the retreating figure. The blonde replica halted in his walk.
"If I where you Shuichi, it would do you good if you stop resisting your customers, since the same rules apply to you as well."
The singer went stiff. "Wh-what do you-" Shuichi started to stutter, but Ryuu cut him off.
"If you keep refusing like this they'll mostlikely start killing off your family and friends or they might even get forced to sell their body like you do."
"But that's-"
"He will do it with no hesatation. Since you hold to much value he won't kill you but as for the people you hold dear well... that's totally different. Makoto won't hold back. Starting from the bottom and working his up, he'll use any one that you care for to make you stay, if you don't start behaving he'll kill them of one after another or use them for his disposal." Ryuu voiced now facing the singer again.
Fear was written all over pop stars face. Shuichi's eyes were getting blurry. He didn't want any one else getting hurt for his own stupid mistakes. If he knew that it was putting his friends and family in danger than he would of never resisted from the beginning.
"You- you're lying." Shuichi croaked.
"If only I was... Makoto has made it clear that the next time you hesitate someone is bound to be killed." Ryuu said in a rather dull voice.
Tears started to fall at a rapid speed, as he sobbed into the cold floor. Ryuu took this as a sign to leave. Even though that he didn't like the idea of his brother killing off his pink haired friends family, there was nothing he could do. He would do anything to prevent any harm to his friend but there was only so much he could accomplish. Last time he disobeyed his brothers orders, it nearly ended up killing the person he loved. He didn't want to make that mistake again. He didn't want to see his friend die. For now all he could do was to watch out for his pink haired friend, hope that someone will come get him soon before it happens again.
"I'm sorry Shuichi... I'm sorry...Akito..."
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So hows that chapter. I hope you liked it n.n .
Can any one guess who Akito is???
Anyways onto the next chapter!!!
