Crimson Depts by Rondomness
Another chapter out! I have looked at Sagakure's fanpics on DA and I must confess that her drawings of Kaname in Ichiou's place are giving me all kinds of strange ideas. I can literally feel how the plot bunnies breed inside my brain right now and spit out sadistic torture methods for Ichiou to use. I'm sorry Kaname, both you and Zero just have to suffer because you're my favorites. So now, the pain is easier to bear… right?
Warnings: Yaoi, m/m rape, non-con, beatings and abuse.
Chapter 12: Decisions, decisions
There was no light in the small room and the silence was defeating. Kaname gritted his teeth and forced the tears back, as he rubbed his arching arm until it felt a little better. He was but 9 years old, but he already knew it was below his level to cry. Purebloods were not allowed to show such feelings.
But it hurt. Kaname wasn't used to the unfamiliar arch in his hand and arm. Normally, he wouldn't have been able to feel anything by now. It was this damn room, protected by hunter charms which inhibited his powers to such an extent that he could feel the old man's fist hours after the blow. The worst part was over, the bone had healed. He'd suffered from a few broken bones earlier, but they had healed. Didn't mean the area didn't hurt.
Kaname straightened up, pulling himself away from the cold, hard surfaces. He'd been beaten severely on his back and it hurt to sit against the cold basement wall. In here, there was no furniture, nothing at all to sit at. Except the floor that was just as cold and hard as the walls.
He wasn't sure exactly why he had been locked up, but it didn't matter. If he asked, it would get much worse. He'd probably said something wrong or hadn't heard Ichiou address him the first time. That was enough to earn him a severe beating like this and a six hours stay in here. Soon, Ichiou would let him out anyway. Kaname had difficulties trying to keep track of time in here, but he was pretty sure he'd already been down here for six hours.
He could already sense Ichiou on his way down here. Kaname slowly rose, making sure he wasn't making things more difficult for himself. He tensed as he heard footsteps outside and a key in the door. Even though Kaname wouldn't think of walking up after a beating, partly because it hurt to walk, partly because he wouldn't enrage Ichiou again, Ichiou always locked the door securely, making sure Kaname had to stay in there for hours on end.
The door opened and light flooded into the room, revealing a dark shadow in the door in front of the young boy, partly supported by the wall.
Kaname's eyes shot open as he awoke. He lightly took a hand to his head, running it through his curly brown locks. He wasn't surprised, that exactly those memories materialized into nightmares now. He couldn't understand. Back then, he'd only looked pale to a dinner with some guests from the Council and afterwards, he'd immediately been sent down to the safe room. Now, he'd destroyed some of Ichiou's property and escaped with a warning.
Maybe, Ichiou was more scared of him now. That would make sense, since Kaname now no longer was a little pureblooded child without parents, with no friends and nobody to help him against the Council. Kaname knew what their plan had been. To turn Kaname into a mere puppet for the Council. They hadn't succeeded, but now it seemed like they had got a second chance, a chance they wouldn't let go.
Kaname had been lost in thoughts and hadn't noticed the other presence until he stood outside the door. "What?" Kaname asked, even though the servant was outside the door. "Ichiou-sama wants to see you." Kaname eyebrows knitted in confusion. He hadn't done anything wrong. As far as he was concerned, Kaname had done nothing to offend Ichiou. It wasn't fair. He was called to that office all the time. But none the less, Kaname made his way through the long corridors to get to the dreaded room.
"Kaname, I want you to make yourself ready to go. We will leave in a few minutes," Ichiou informed coldly, in an irritating, non-chalant way. "Where are we going?" Kaname had heard nothing of a trip. "Does it matter?" Ichiou raised an eyebrow from where he was sitting and let his gaze walk to Kaname's face. "Hardly." Kaname looked back without blinking.
As Kaname sled into the seat of the car, he wondered if this was a good idea. When he was brought along with Ichiou, there normally wasn't anything good happening. "Why are you wearing such an expression, Kaname? You used to be so delighted whenever I would bring you." His guardian's sharp baritone cut through the air like a knife. Kaname gritted his teeth. Off course, he'd been happy back then, as a child would normally be happy to get out of that place. "Where're we going?" Kaname was in no mood for smalltalk. He knew that if he didn't soon do something, Kiryuu would pay dearly for that mistake.
Zero forced his legs to support himself, even as it seemed like they would collapse under him. He shuddered weakly against the dungeon chill, the only warmth on the outside was the blood slowly running down his arms from where the chains had cut into his wrists, and the warm body in front of him. Rido were slowly tracing a line of kisses from his neck down to his left nipple and Zero was fighting hard not to enjoy it.
But Zero could and would take it, as long as Rido weren't taking him. He begged that last day's experience was the only time in his life he would be forced to accept something like that. But he had his doubt. He knew, just as well as Rido, how completely defenseless he was and how easy it would be for Rido to violate him again right now. And he could feel how Rido came more and more into it. The fact that they were both very naked didn't help either.
"Why are you shuddering, Zero? Didn't you like it?" Rido mocked, tracing his tongue over the sensitive area. He grinned darkly as Zero gasped from the touch. Rido straightened up and walked around the boy, pressing against him from behind. His arms curled around Zero's chest like snakes, making escape impossible.
Zero jerked roughly forward, desperate to find a way to avoid this. "It won't do you any good to try and get away. It doesn't help. You can struggle as much as you want, you're not getting out of this. I'm going to take you, use you until there is nothing left. Do you understand? Nothing." The way Rido said it, with such a matter-of-fact voice made it almost sound like this was just one big joke for him. Zero was afraid that it was. Rido seemed like a person completely ignorant of others' feelings. He enjoyed the hunter's suffering.
Zero had slowly begun to panic, but with Rido's last statement, it completely took over and Zero squirmed desperately. "You can't… You can't just use me like you own me. You don't," he whimpered. "I'm not some toy you can use whenever you feel like it."
Rido chuckled. It was just never boring with Zero, that boy kept surprising him. Originally, he had planned on making Zero moan with pleasure, but the boy was just too much fun to watch when he suffered. It also added a dark charm of it's own, Rido sadistically enjoyed coursing his victim pain.
He gently licked Zero's ear, enjoying how it made the boy squirm. "Ohh, you're badly wrong, Zero. You're mine. I can do with you as it pleases me." To demonstrate this, Rido pushed his knee in between Zero's legs, which made him stand completely vulnerable. Zero whimpered, tears beginning to stream down his cheeks. Rido couldn't do this. Zero could only remember the pain too well.
"Stop twisting. You're only making it more painful for yourself." Rido was highly aroused and he pushed forward, claiming the boy once again, savoring his screams.
Zero's body was still horribly sore and even though Zero thought that it was completely impossible, it hurt even more than yesterday. Rido might as well have ripped him to shreds or burned him in oil, it would still never hurt as much as this.
To Rido, Zero's desperate screams and frightened eyes were giving as much pleasure as his groin, in which Rido repeatedly buried himself. Zero's fear was intoxicating, beautiful. The hunter belonged to Rido.
Rido's hands sled down to push Zero's legs further apart, while learning even more into him, which forced Zero to either hold his legs humiliatingly apart or try to gather them around Rido's legs and hips. Zero would never allow himself to respond to this, so he had to stand there, hands securely tied over his head and legs spread. It hardly mattered, however, as it didn't seem like Rido wanted him to enjoy this in the slightest way. He just wanted Zero to shriek helplessly with pain, completely at his mercy.
And Zero was.
As soon as the car started moving, Kaname knew why Ichiou hadn't told him where they were heading. They weren't heading anywhere, just going away from the house. The thick glass in a limousine made the place perfect for doing things others weren't supposed to see and it made Kaname a little worried for his health.
But Ichiou just glared daggers at him from the other seat, slowly stroking the handle of his cane. They had driven at least 10 kilometers before Ichiou finally spoke. "Kaname, this is just because I need to make sure that you're not running away. It won't take that long and it won't hurt if you just behave yourself. Now turn around and then it will be over in a matter of seconds." He smiled slowly as Kaname sat still, not moving a muscle.
Ichiou sighed like he was tired of Kaname's disobedience. "Kaname, you're making this much more difficult than it has to be. Just turn around and take off your shirt." Kaname frowned at the mentioning of the shirt. What was Ichiou going to do? Why did he have to take off his shirt?
"It is pretty cold, even inside this car, so I'll just keep it on." Kaname gave his guardian a look with a clear I'm-not-giving-in message. "Fine." Ichiou used his cane to bang the roof of the car. "We'll just hold in here." The car stopped in the shadow of a great building. "Defiant, aren't we?" Ichiou asked, looking at Kaname like there was a point he hadn't seen yet.
Kaname slowly turned his gaze away from Ichiou and looked at the building. He knew that building. This was… "Why have you brought me back to Cross Academy? I didn't think you would give me away so easily." Ichiou smiled cruelly. "Well, I won't. But maybe it will change your rebellious mind a little if I point a finger at the person standing in the shadow of the moon dorm." Ichiou's grandson went on this school so off course, he had some expertise in the school's surroundings.
Behind the moon dorm, covered in it's shadow, Yuki stood, apparently completely lost in thought. To Kaname, she was more than beautiful. He hadn't seen her since the short glimpse of her in the dungeon and it was weeks since he had talked to her. He missed her warm smile and glittery eyes. But now, she looked horribly. She had black edges under her eyes, her skin was pale white and her eyes a little blacked out from exhaustion. Her hair was slightly messy and it just didn't look like her to forget to take care of herself. Kaname desperately wanted to hold her in his arms, to ask her what was wrong and to support her. He had already guessed that she was too worried about him and Zero to sleep at night.
Ichiou just waited with cruel anticipation while Kaname made all these conclusions. When his ward glared back at him, an defiant glimpse in his eye, Ichiou decided it would be at it's place to remind Kaname want he was able to do. "Now, turn around or your little girlfriend down there will pay the price."
Dammit. Everybody he knew were apparently in danger of becoming pieces Ichiou and Rido could use to control him with. If he survived, Kaname would have to warn people as soon as they met. I'm Kuran Kaname. Don't come too close, you might be used against me. This was so unfair. Ichiou used Yuki to force Kaname into submission. But Kaname had no alternative, Yuki shouldn't get hurt because of Kaname's fights with the Council.
Kaname took off his shirt and turned around, just in time to see them drive away from the school. How he would have loved to stay, just a minute longer. Instead, they pulled up just outside town. As soon as the car stopped moving, Ichiou sled closer and a strange smell filled the car, a bit unpleasant. Kaname turned to see what Ichiou were doing, but he wished he hadn't. Apparently, Ichiou was going to let Kaname die from an overdose of hunter poison.
Ichiou easily caught Kaname's wrist and jerked at his arm to make him reveal it. "You're now going to feel a little stitch," he cruelly warned, before pressing the small syringe into Kaname's arm. It hurt excruciatingly, much worse than the pureblood would have imagined as the hunter poison was injected directly into the blood stream.
But the burning pain soon took off, leaving behind a blind numbness that was much worse. Kaname lightly learned against the back of the seat for support. He fought to hold onto his consciousness, but it was a fight he couldn't keep up. Ichiou smiled triumphantly as Kaname's head fell down on his shoulder. "Alright, we can drive home now."
Rido sat in a nearby chair, making a call on his mobile phone. His nephew hadn't done anything yet and he probably needed a reminder. "The Ichijo Estate, may I help you?" Such a typical lowlife sentence. But yeah, not lesser than Rido had expected. "Let me talk with my nephew," Rido patiently said, his glare shooting up to Zero. The boy was asleep, exhausted from everything he'd been put through.
"I'm afraid that Kaname-sama can't get to the phone right now." What had Ichijo done now? It irritated Rido that the old noble thought he had any chance at all to control a pureblood. His nephew may be weak and very docile, but a pureblood nonetheless, and Rido smirked a second, when he thought about how terrified Ichijo would be, should he ever find out about Kaname.
"Why, isn't he home?" Rido replied, a clear mocking tone in his words. Off course his nephew was home, Ichijo never let him outside the building even. "Yes, he is home, but he's umm… sleeping right now…" Rido quickly guessed exactly what had happened. Typical for Kaname, Rido was sure Ichijo just had to mention Yuki and Kaname would do anything. As a nephew, Kaname was quite a disappointment, but he was great as a slave, bound to Rido's will.
"Oh, for God's sake, wake him up, it's in the middle of the night." Just because he had obviously got a sleeping drug or something like that didn't mean he could delay the inevitable. "But…"
"Now." Even in his mixed blooded body, there was no mistaking the pureblood's commanding tone. Had he been in his real body, the servant would have had no choice but to do what he said, and even in this body, he didn't dare defy Rido.
A long pause followed in which the servant probably left the phone and brought his nephew to it. Then, Kaname's voice sounded through the phone. He was obviously exhausted and weak, but his voice held dark promises. "Rido, I don't need a second reminder. But this, I will say. You're not getting anything out of all this. I'm not going to change Yuki until she orders me."
"Well, what if I order you? Since you're my servant, I don't think you are able to disobey," Rido mocked. In fact, Kaname could disobey all he wanted. But it wouldn't do him any good since after all, the thing Kaname couldn't do was kill Rido and if he couldn't do that, Rido couldn't be destroyed. And it was only a matter of time until his pawns would be at the right places to strike the king.
Zero blinked dizzily, obviously starting to wake up from the noises in the room. His entire body hurt, mostly his lower parts. He could hear Rido talk with somebody through a phone and he was fairly sure who it was. "Kuran?" he whispered, racing his head to meet Rido's eyes. "Ohh he's waking up now, Kaname. Then, I may be able to demonstrate." Kaname bit his lip. He was quite sure he didn't want to hear Rido demonstrate anything, but the most important thing was to try and find a way to get Kiryuu out of there.
Zero, on the other side, didn't want to be "demonstrated" on in the slightest way and jerked roughly at the chains. Kaname could hear Rido sigh and it sounded like he moved. "I thought we had talked about this, haven't we Zero? Not so defiant it doesn't help anyway." Kaname couldn't stand the casual way his uncle spoke to Kiryuu in and how he used the non-honorific version of the hunter's name. "Leave him alone. He has nothing to do with this."
Rido grinned darkly and Kaname could hear Zero whimper as Rido moved again. Kaname shivered softly and moved around uncomfortably. He desperately didn't want to hear Kiryuu getting tortured, but he owed the boy to keep listening. He had to keep listening if Rido decided to say anything about possible locations.
Suddenly a scream more pained, more animalistic than anything Kaname had ever heard cut through the phone. What the hell had Rido done to make a living being come out with a sound like that? Kaname wasn't sure he wanted to know.
But soon, it was becoming way too clear as a few moans and gasps mixed up with the continuous screams. Kaname got wide-eyed. No. His uncle wouldn't do that, off course he would never do something like that. But Kaname knew that he had been in bed with men before and he knew exactly just how cruel his uncle was, so was it really that hard to believe? He just couldn't imagine Shiki to rape somebody, much less a man. But Rido would.
"Rido you're a sadistic swine and a rapist," Kaname almost screamed into the phone, drawing a few servants attention. Rido grinned and Zero painfully turned around to see him shrug. "But well then, I guess you want to stop it, if that's how you see it."
A scream followed and then it seemed like Rido paused the torture. "Is there anything you want to say to Kaname?" he whispered lightly. Kaname gritted his teeth as he heard a faint, pained whisper in the phone. "Don't… go near her… Don't change her, Kuran… I will never forgive you…"
Rido grinned darkly and took the phone to his ear. "Change Yuki, then come to the old, deserted house in the suburb area of the town. You know, where you used to play as a kid. The basement," Rido said, before breaking off the call.
Kaname stood a few seconds with the phone in hand. Actually, it was a bit unpleasant that Rido knew where he'd played as a child. But it didn't matter. What on earth should he do? He couldn't let the hunter get raped so violently. It didn't even seem like it was the first time. But he couldn't change Yuki, no way. He would only send her straight to her death.
"Kaname, I thought I made it fairly clear that you weren't allowed to talk with anybody." Kaname slowly turned. Right now, he couldn't care less of Ichiou's rules and his irritating and never-failing attempt to control the pureblood. "You made it fairly clear, I just chose to ignore it. Besides, the servant just said that there was somebody wishing to speak to me. He woke me and told me to answer the phone, what should I have done?"
"Come with me." Kaname followed. This time, there was no avoiding this. This time, he would be severely punished, especially for speaking that way.
When the door closed behind Kaname, Ichiou grabbed him by the collar and dragged him along with the noble to the end of the room, where a small door led into a room with all sorts of cleaning devices. Here, yet another door led down a stair which ended in a big, solid, metal door. Ichiou released Kaname and opened the door with a large key, gesturing for Kaname to go inside. As soon as he got inside, Kaname felt the damaging effects. He already had a huge amount of hunter poison in his system, but this room increased the effects ten times.
He was quickly becoming dizzy and it didn't help when a huge hand made his world blurred up. Bright spots danced in front of him and he slowly fell backwards until his back hid the wall. He sled further down until he was seated on the floor, receiving a line of brutal blows to the head and shoulders. In the beginning, he didn't respond, but then one blow landed so hard on him, that he fell to ground, his face smashing into the cold, cement floor.
Kaname gathered his arms under him and lifted himself a little off the ground. To prevent the pureblood from coming up, Ichiou kicked him roughly in the side several times, until he could no longer hold his own weight up. Kaname lay on the floor, couching, as Ichiou bowed down over him, gripped his hair and used the grip to smash the pureblood into the wall.
When the blows began to rain down on his head, Kaname desperately tried to conceal his face with his arms. Bluish marks were beginning to appear on his skin as Ichiou's fists hammered into his body again and again. The noble grabbed his hair and jerked his head up to give him a huge, knotted fist directly into his face. The pureblood collapsed in front of Ichiou, who followed the success and kicked him in the stomach while also hitting Kaname's head with his knee.
Kaname curled up on the floor and tried to protect himself with his arms, while Ichiou was beating him roughly. The pureblood did his best to keep silent and not make even the smallest sound. The noble's anger increased, the more he struck the pureblood crumbling on the floor. He wanted to hear Kaname scream, the blows continued to rain down on him, Ichiou couldn't keep his anger at bay in the slightest.
Kaname grit his teeth and rejected the pain, he stubbornly refused to let Ichiou get that satisfaction, which he so desperately wanted. And after a while, he couldn't scream, even if he'd wanted to. Kaname only vaguely felt that the noble weren't beating him any longer.
He coughed and got into a half laying, half sitting position on the floor, just as he heard the key in the door, locking it, and footsteps on the stairs. He wasn't even sure how many times he'd been locked in here, but he knew the situation well. Ichiou hadn't softened over the years, but he hadn't gone rougher either. The pureblood's body hurt just like always and it wouldn't stop hurting until Kaname was let out, making his body capable of healing itself again.
Takuma let himself into the large dining room, looking around to see if Kaname had arrived. Strange. He hadn't. Normally, Kaname would be there at least 5 minutes before Takuma, but today, he weren't there.
Takuma scanned the room for any other differences. He couldn't spot anyone, it seemed like everything was completely normal, except how satisfied his grandfather looked. Takuma froze. Two hours ago, he had heard some disturbance in the hallway, but hadn't thought more about it. What if grandfather had punished Kaname again?
Oh God, what if Kaname was badly hurt right now? Takuma almost ran over to his grandfather and stood in front of him, judging him with a glare as cold as ice. Maybe his friends made fun of him for being un-vampire-like, but nothing could stop him, when it came to Kaname.
"What is it, Takun? Go back to your seat," his grandfather dismissed. Takuma shook his head. "Where is Kaname?" he wanted to know, standing partly in his grandfather's way. "Stop clinging to that boy, I'm sure he just is in his room," Ichiou said with irritation, but Takuma noticed how a faint smile crept upon his lips at the mention of Kaname. That was all he needed to know.
Takuma excused himself shortly and ran to Kaname's room. Opening the big mahogany door, Takuma looked inside, lightly calling Kaname's name. There was no one in there. Takuma had known from the beginning, he'd just hoped that he had been wrong and that Kaname for some strange reason didn't want any dinner, even though it would be strange, considering that he hadn't had any food or blood last night either.
Whenever grandfather would punish Kaname, he some sort of disappeared. Takuma had never found out where Kaname was in the meantime, but suddenly he reappeared and then it was impossible to see any evidence of mistreatment on his friend.
Takuma ran through the big house, opening all doors and calling for Kaname everywhere. Takuma couldn't manage to find him. He knew every single room in here and he wouldn't be surprised if he one day by sheer coincidence should take out a book in the library and then a secret door would open up. For Takuma couldn't find any other explanation for Kaname's absence.
Kaname would definitely go to see Yuki as soon as he was let out of here. No way in hell, was he going to stay in here, getting beaten by Ichiou, when Kiryuu and Yuki were out there, getting raped and being used as nothing but pieces to achieve Kaname. He would run away. It didn't matter what Ichiou would do to him if he found the pureblood, Kaname just had to clean up this mess. The thought about seeing Yuki made Kaname smile faintly, and he learned against the wall, satisfied that the pain had become easier to bear.
It seems like this story will be quite long as I think we are slightly over half the way now. I'm not completely sure, since I'm really bad at judging how much I can get into one chapter…
Reviews are most welcome…
