Kaoru screamed in agony as the man scraped a hot fire poker across his back. He gripped the sides of the metal table where his arms were restrained and squeezed his watery eyes shut.
The man pulled the poker aside and set in the fire once again, heating it to a fiery red. Then he moved it back, drawing a line along the spinal cord, laughing as the hot poker sizzled Kaoru's skin. Kaoru cried out again, tears streaming from his face. "Stop, please stop," he whimpered and begged.
The man's sharp laugh made Kaoru flinch. "Well then your mark wouldn't be finished. We can't have that, can we?"
Kaoru sobbed into the table. "Why?" he cried.
"Why?" the man asked. He rounded the table, stopped, and crouched down to Kaoru's eye level. "Let me ask you a question. Did your family care about you?"
Kaoru frowned. "Of course they did," he spat at the man.
He shook his head with another laugh. "Now really think about. Your parents," he prompted.
Kaoru closed his eyes, turning away, not wanting to think about it. But against his will, his mind wandered into the question. His parents weren't ever around. Throughout his childhood they had gone on long trips away. Kaoru wondered if they noticed that he was missing.
No! What was he doing? He shook his head and then glared at the man. "They care," he growled.
"What about any siblings?" the man asked with a grin.
"Hikaru," Kaoru whispered involuntarily. He winced as he watched the man pick up the poker again.
"Hikaru, huh? A brother?" the man said. He waved the hot poker inches away from Kaoru's face. "Well I bet that Hikaru doesn't even know you are gone."
Kaoru's heart skipped a beat. "No it's not true, it's not—" Kaoru interrupting himself with a scream as the poker cut into his skin.
"Just remember that your family did this to you. In fact, no one cares about you," the man bellowed over Kaoru's screams. Kaoru moaned as the poker was lifted.
"You have no friends, no family. They sent you here because no one gives a shit about your life."
"No," Kaoru gasped through his pain. Hikaru's face flashed in his mind. "They would never do that to me!" His eyes twitched to where the man stood; he flamed the poker and then faced Kaoru, his face masked in anger.
"Wrong answer." And the poker jabbed into his back, with more force this time. Kaoru struggled against the chains. He wanted to die. Right now. Take away the pain.
"Kill me already," were the words that passed through his quivering lips.
"Oh, no, I'm not going to kill you. We brought you here for a reason and I fully intend to get you ready for service." The man etched another line across the boy's skin, smiling with pleasure. "Just be a good little boy and do what we say."
Kaoru groaned and whipped his body away from the pain, but he couldn't get away. A sob burst from with the word, "Hikaru!" It echoed against the concrete walls.
"Hikaru isn't here. He abandoned you!"
"No, no he didn't!"
"They all did! They aren't looking for you! You're just a little piece of shit."
"No…" Kaoru sobbed. "No…"
"Yes," was all the man said. And then he drove another line into Kaoru's back.
Oh no! Poor Kaoru! Please Review! ^_^
