Title: Memories
Rating: M
Warnings: Child abuse, angst, Hell's gates
Author's note: Request by louiemoto. Because she was the first reviewer for this series, I shall have Kidou still have his six arms. Please visit this story again louie!
Rattling, shaking breaths.
"Whoever asked for something like you for a son anyways?"
Glass breaking. Stinging pain across his cheek.
Coughing up blood onto the hard, dirt ground.
A woman screams at him. "Why did you have to ruin my life?!"
The Hyuga lying motionless in front of him.
Hard, stinging coal burned on his back. He screams, pounding his fists on the floor, but his father barely notices as he continues to press the hot black stone on his sons already swollen back.
Unrelenting pain as his body aches from the Hyuga's attack.
He staggers through the streets, holding his bleeding arm.
"Don't you come back!" his father shouts, shaking his fist. "Don't you ever come back, you monster!"
His mother merely watches as her son limps away into the horizon.
The gates of Hell are rising behind him.
"Come with me," the white-skinned man says. "I'll take good care of you. I will show you that you are not a monster."
They are sucking, ripping his soul from his body into their black depths within.
The man begins to walk away. The boy runs to keep up with this god that has excepted him, six arms and all.
And as Kidoumaru begins to sink into Hell, he knows that it really is true. Your memories really do flash before your eyes when you are about to die.
Sorry for the bad ending.