Saria: OH NO!!!! I'm moving on the 21!
SA: Get over it!
Tori: She's upset that she won't be writing for a while, SA. She's been busy packing.
SA: So what?!?? She just needs to start the fic!
Saria: Sometimes SA, I really HATE YOU!!!!!
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'Great' Karasu thought as he went down to the low level dorms to retrieve Yusuke's blanket. 'Now we have a human child here and she's going to be staying in the same area as ME! The fact that she's attractive doesn't help either, probably will demand everything be done for her and whine when it's time to train.'
Stopping in front of the door that opened to the cell Yusuke had stayed in right after capture, Karasu, still very much in a dark mood, shoved the door open and strode in. Then, right as he grabbed the girl's blanket, a small square of paper fell out. Looking down at the paper, all gloom quickly left his mind.
"And what do we have here?" Karasu asked as he picked up the square of paper.
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Yusuke groaned as she once again regained consciousness. That was the second time in under 18 hours that she had been hit so hard that she had been knocked unconscious, and she was quite honestly getting sick of it!
Pain surfaced the next second and she began to wish someone would knock her out again. Every muscle in her body felt as though someone had taken a hot iron and rubbed them with it before ripping them apart strand by strand. Her neck hurt a little as well, and her head throbbed horribly.
Pushing open her eyes which felt as though they were laden with 100 pound bags of sand each, Yusuke turned her head to try to see where she was. Key word, try! Wherever she was now, it was either really late or just really dark. She was on a bed this time, not a very comfortable one, but it was still a bed. A single blanket was carelessly thrown over her.
Struggling to sit up, Yusuke almost screamed as her trashed muscles bent with the movement and were pulled out of place.
"Damn!" Yusuke said out loud. "Stupid muscles, and what's with the lights here?"
Instantly, a couple of candles that were in the room lit themselves and cast the room into feeble light. Yusuke quickly glanced around the room. Like the original room she had been placed in, it was very plain, but this time there was a bed, the walls and floor were made of wood, and there was a sink and toilet in one corner.
Yusuke pushed herself out of the bed, and nearly crumpled to the floor from pain and a strange lack in strength in her legs. Recovering quickly, Yusuke pushed herself towards the door on the wall opposite of the sink and toilet area and barely managed to push it open with her weakened arms. Looking out, once again she groaned. The hallway outside her door was actually a stair column.
Pushing herself out of the door, she just barely managed to keep herself from falling again. The trip down the stairs was painful, each step caused her legs to burn and ache while her head began to feel as though it were full of air.
The descent down the stairs took Yusuke a very long 10 minutes despite the fact that the room that she's woke up in wasn't that high up. When she finally emerged from the staircase, she found herself back in the Toguro brothers' rooms. Everything was dark now except for one lit torch, the door on the left probably led back to the hall, so she should go that way if she wanted to find an exit.
Pushing off the wall again, Yusuke tried with all her might to get to the door, but was only half-way there before she sank to her knees as hunger and exhaustion finally got the best of her.
"So, you're up sooner than expected."
Yusuke quickly turned her head and found the older of the brothers standing behind her, a very ugly smirk on his face.
"We were expecting," he continued, "that you would be down for at least 4 days, not just 8 hours. Human bodies are so frail, your strength is surprising. Maybe we'll be able to begin training you as early as tomorrow! Heh heh heh!"
The laughter grated on Yusuke's nerves to no end. In what was perhaps the only way for her to answer anymore, she gave the annoying little man a very dirty look. He saw the look and his laughter died almost instantly.
"I hate that look, it seems to scream that you think very little of me. But, no matter how much I hate that look, I hate that hair even more!" He shrieked as he grabbed Yusuke's long pink hair right below where the tie was.
"Argh!" Yusuke protested as the brother jerked her backward, her neck snapping back painfully.
"This hair," the sadistic beast continued, "reminds me of her, the woman who almost stole my brother from me. And I won't stand for it!" With that he stretched out his hand and to Yusuke's horror, it shifted it a blade. The next instant, the blade descended, slicing away her hair to the top of her neck and cutting a rather large, jagged wound into the top of her neck.
"HA ha ha ha ha!" The crazed laughter of the demented being began again as he tossed her hair onto the floor next to her.
Yusuke stared at her hair in complete shock for a second, then began to fight back the hot, angry tears that had begun to creep into her eyes. Lying right next to her in an abused, neglected heap, lay the relic of her womanhood that she had been so proud of. Despite no one ever seeing it because of her mask, she had always pampered that hair, feeling so proud of it, never letting another touch, pull, much less cut it. Now the waist- length slightly wavy locks lay on the ground, still tied together by the grey strip of cloth.
Reaching out quickly, Yusuke tried to retrieve her hair but missed as the brother grabbed it up himself.
"I think that I'll keep this." He declared as he turned and strode out of the room.
Yusuke watched as he left, then the shock of what had happened hit her again. Tears welled up again, and feeling weaker than ever, she allowed herself to crumple to the floor.
Some time later, the door opened again and the younger Toguro strode in at a high pace. Karasu and Bui limped in his wake, both obviously hurt. Toguro stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing Yusuke crumpled on the floor.
"What happened?"
"Brother, that girl managed to get out of her cell and all the way down here."
Toguro glanced down at her and noticed the cut and her missing hair. "What did you do to her?"
"Heh heh heh. I really hated that hair so..." he reached into one of his pockets and pulled out her hair, still tied together. "I decided to take away the annoyance."
All of the new arrivals stared at the hair with looks of horror. Yusuke, on the other hand, only felt anger seeing her beautiful hair in that disgusting creature's claws. As her anger rose, she became aware that some of her spirit energy had returned. Reaching out with her index finger extended, she slowly gathered the energy. She might not be able to kill the guy, but she could at least give him a little memento.
"Brother..." the younger Toguro growled angrily.
"Spirit gun!"
The blast caught the older Toguro in the shoulder and completely severed the arm holding her hair.
"Ha ha! I was hoping that you'd do that!" he shouted triumphantly. "Brother, she has attacked me, a punishment needs to be given." With that, he reached down, grabbed the severed arm and shoved it back to where it needed to be. Tentacles instantly appeared and reconnected his arm. "I'll be the one to decide the punishment."
Yusuke glared at the demented little being, but said nothing. She wasn't going to give him the pleasure of a complaint.
"I think that being locked in her cell for the next two days without food should be a suitable punishment. It'll give her plenty of time to think and realize that fighting back won't help her. Ha ha ha!"
Yusuke could only stare at the horrible man, he had to be joking! She was starving already and could barely move, two days from now she wouldn't be able to move at all!
Her musing was cut short by Karasu suddenly grabbing her by the shoulder and hauling her to her feet then pushing her toward the stairs.
Once back in the cell, she stumbled back to the bed and pulled her blanket up over her. She was so tired...and hungry...maybe she just needed to get some sleep...
---------- Saria: Alright! Another chapter done!
Tori: Yeah, to bad it'll be rushed from now on what with you moving and all.
Saria: TT WAAHHHH!
SA: Here she goes again, please review.
SA: Get over it!
Tori: She's upset that she won't be writing for a while, SA. She's been busy packing.
SA: So what?!?? She just needs to start the fic!
Saria: Sometimes SA, I really HATE YOU!!!!!
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'Great' Karasu thought as he went down to the low level dorms to retrieve Yusuke's blanket. 'Now we have a human child here and she's going to be staying in the same area as ME! The fact that she's attractive doesn't help either, probably will demand everything be done for her and whine when it's time to train.'
Stopping in front of the door that opened to the cell Yusuke had stayed in right after capture, Karasu, still very much in a dark mood, shoved the door open and strode in. Then, right as he grabbed the girl's blanket, a small square of paper fell out. Looking down at the paper, all gloom quickly left his mind.
"And what do we have here?" Karasu asked as he picked up the square of paper.
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Yusuke groaned as she once again regained consciousness. That was the second time in under 18 hours that she had been hit so hard that she had been knocked unconscious, and she was quite honestly getting sick of it!
Pain surfaced the next second and she began to wish someone would knock her out again. Every muscle in her body felt as though someone had taken a hot iron and rubbed them with it before ripping them apart strand by strand. Her neck hurt a little as well, and her head throbbed horribly.
Pushing open her eyes which felt as though they were laden with 100 pound bags of sand each, Yusuke turned her head to try to see where she was. Key word, try! Wherever she was now, it was either really late or just really dark. She was on a bed this time, not a very comfortable one, but it was still a bed. A single blanket was carelessly thrown over her.
Struggling to sit up, Yusuke almost screamed as her trashed muscles bent with the movement and were pulled out of place.
"Damn!" Yusuke said out loud. "Stupid muscles, and what's with the lights here?"
Instantly, a couple of candles that were in the room lit themselves and cast the room into feeble light. Yusuke quickly glanced around the room. Like the original room she had been placed in, it was very plain, but this time there was a bed, the walls and floor were made of wood, and there was a sink and toilet in one corner.
Yusuke pushed herself out of the bed, and nearly crumpled to the floor from pain and a strange lack in strength in her legs. Recovering quickly, Yusuke pushed herself towards the door on the wall opposite of the sink and toilet area and barely managed to push it open with her weakened arms. Looking out, once again she groaned. The hallway outside her door was actually a stair column.
Pushing herself out of the door, she just barely managed to keep herself from falling again. The trip down the stairs was painful, each step caused her legs to burn and ache while her head began to feel as though it were full of air.
The descent down the stairs took Yusuke a very long 10 minutes despite the fact that the room that she's woke up in wasn't that high up. When she finally emerged from the staircase, she found herself back in the Toguro brothers' rooms. Everything was dark now except for one lit torch, the door on the left probably led back to the hall, so she should go that way if she wanted to find an exit.
Pushing off the wall again, Yusuke tried with all her might to get to the door, but was only half-way there before she sank to her knees as hunger and exhaustion finally got the best of her.
"So, you're up sooner than expected."
Yusuke quickly turned her head and found the older of the brothers standing behind her, a very ugly smirk on his face.
"We were expecting," he continued, "that you would be down for at least 4 days, not just 8 hours. Human bodies are so frail, your strength is surprising. Maybe we'll be able to begin training you as early as tomorrow! Heh heh heh!"
The laughter grated on Yusuke's nerves to no end. In what was perhaps the only way for her to answer anymore, she gave the annoying little man a very dirty look. He saw the look and his laughter died almost instantly.
"I hate that look, it seems to scream that you think very little of me. But, no matter how much I hate that look, I hate that hair even more!" He shrieked as he grabbed Yusuke's long pink hair right below where the tie was.
"Argh!" Yusuke protested as the brother jerked her backward, her neck snapping back painfully.
"This hair," the sadistic beast continued, "reminds me of her, the woman who almost stole my brother from me. And I won't stand for it!" With that he stretched out his hand and to Yusuke's horror, it shifted it a blade. The next instant, the blade descended, slicing away her hair to the top of her neck and cutting a rather large, jagged wound into the top of her neck.
"HA ha ha ha ha!" The crazed laughter of the demented being began again as he tossed her hair onto the floor next to her.
Yusuke stared at her hair in complete shock for a second, then began to fight back the hot, angry tears that had begun to creep into her eyes. Lying right next to her in an abused, neglected heap, lay the relic of her womanhood that she had been so proud of. Despite no one ever seeing it because of her mask, she had always pampered that hair, feeling so proud of it, never letting another touch, pull, much less cut it. Now the waist- length slightly wavy locks lay on the ground, still tied together by the grey strip of cloth.
Reaching out quickly, Yusuke tried to retrieve her hair but missed as the brother grabbed it up himself.
"I think that I'll keep this." He declared as he turned and strode out of the room.
Yusuke watched as he left, then the shock of what had happened hit her again. Tears welled up again, and feeling weaker than ever, she allowed herself to crumple to the floor.
Some time later, the door opened again and the younger Toguro strode in at a high pace. Karasu and Bui limped in his wake, both obviously hurt. Toguro stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing Yusuke crumpled on the floor.
"What happened?"
"Brother, that girl managed to get out of her cell and all the way down here."
Toguro glanced down at her and noticed the cut and her missing hair. "What did you do to her?"
"Heh heh heh. I really hated that hair so..." he reached into one of his pockets and pulled out her hair, still tied together. "I decided to take away the annoyance."
All of the new arrivals stared at the hair with looks of horror. Yusuke, on the other hand, only felt anger seeing her beautiful hair in that disgusting creature's claws. As her anger rose, she became aware that some of her spirit energy had returned. Reaching out with her index finger extended, she slowly gathered the energy. She might not be able to kill the guy, but she could at least give him a little memento.
"Brother..." the younger Toguro growled angrily.
"Spirit gun!"
The blast caught the older Toguro in the shoulder and completely severed the arm holding her hair.
"Ha ha! I was hoping that you'd do that!" he shouted triumphantly. "Brother, she has attacked me, a punishment needs to be given." With that, he reached down, grabbed the severed arm and shoved it back to where it needed to be. Tentacles instantly appeared and reconnected his arm. "I'll be the one to decide the punishment."
Yusuke glared at the demented little being, but said nothing. She wasn't going to give him the pleasure of a complaint.
"I think that being locked in her cell for the next two days without food should be a suitable punishment. It'll give her plenty of time to think and realize that fighting back won't help her. Ha ha ha!"
Yusuke could only stare at the horrible man, he had to be joking! She was starving already and could barely move, two days from now she wouldn't be able to move at all!
Her musing was cut short by Karasu suddenly grabbing her by the shoulder and hauling her to her feet then pushing her toward the stairs.
Once back in the cell, she stumbled back to the bed and pulled her blanket up over her. She was so tired...and hungry...maybe she just needed to get some sleep...
---------- Saria: Alright! Another chapter done!
Tori: Yeah, to bad it'll be rushed from now on what with you moving and all.
Saria: TT WAAHHHH!
SA: Here she goes again, please review.
