Chapter 13: Goodbye

Eijun hyperventilated, sitting up in his bed frantically. He wiped the sweat off his neck and calmed down. "Another n-nightmare?! That's two days in a row now!" Sighing, he slid out of bed and walked downstairs, his mother, Eimi, smiling at him. "Eijun, you're awake. I have something to talk to you about."

The brunette frowned. 'Not this again.'

Eimi pulled him onto the couch and turned on the tv, revealing breaking news on channel 7.

"Fujiwara Keiji here with a developing story. About a year ago, several underground tradesmen had been busted by government officials for illegal activity. Two of them have been identified as Miyuki Kazuya and Kuramochi Youichi, both college students at Seido University, who have also kidnapped teenage boys to be their so-called maids, also known as sex slaves. Hidden beneath the surface, we were unaware of this long-running business until traces have been made through cyber security services. Both men have been shot and killed by police, Miyuki Kazuya being the actual leader of these slick men. Fortunately, their deaths won't be in vain as they will be buried in Tokyo Cemetery this Wednesday. Koshibara Saeko, back to you."

Eimi took her son's hands and looked into his eyes with concern. "Eijun…are you sure those men had nothing to do with you? They'd kidnapped teenage boys so I was wondering if you were their victim or–"

The brunette laughed. "Mom, don't worry. I'm fine. I was kidnapped a year ago, but it wasn't by those people," he lied. "It may have been a coincidence, but… I had nothing to do with them. You don't need to worry about me anymore. I was shaken up by the fact that you guys actually remembered me."

Eimi nodded. "I see. You know I love you, so feel free to tell me anything. I have to go to work now, so I'll see you later." She planted a kiss on his forehead and ran out the door.

Eijun curled up into a ball, his heartbeat accelerating. All alone in his house, he began to sob loudly, his screams producing tremors of pain.

"Why?! Why did this have to happen?! Miyuki-sama, why aren't you here when I need you? Why did you have to die without me? Why did you leave me when you could've fought back? I don't understand! Miyuki-sama, I just want to see your cocky smile one more time! I should have appreciated your harsh remarks more! I should've done everything you asked for! Why is life so unfair? One more kiss… one more touch… it's all gone! You're gone! My one and only is in another world! My family doesn't understand that being kidnapped hasn't shaken me up! I'm not scared and I never was scared! You made my life better and now it's all gone! M-MIYUKI-SAMA…"

Eijun kept quiet as he sat on the train headed to Tokyo on Wednesday. Exiting at his stop, he strolled through the bustling streets of the lively city. This was nothing like the countryside at all.

Running toward the bus, he rode it till he reached a desolate part of Tokyo, mostly consisting of mesmerizing grasslands and parks. Getting off the bus, he ambled a bit more, finally arriving at Tokyo Cemetery.

The brunette shivered. He wasn't a big fan of hostile areas (he thought ghosts were always hanging around), but he overcame his fear and marched around, looking for a certain coffin. He stiffened as he saw his objective.

Deceased: Miyuki Kazuya, Black Dia

The teen started to breakdown, his knuckles turning white. Placing his bouquet of red roses on the white coffin, he fell to his knees and cried for at least an hour as it began to rain. He pulled his hoodie over his head and sat on Miyuki's grave, depression radiating from his body.

"Miyuki-sama, why did he have to die and leave me alone in this horrible world? Without him…I'm useless. Life is useless. I don't have the need to breathe this toxic air if master isn't here to purify it. I may have hated him at first sight, but his dazzling eyes and embraces trapped me in this flourishing paradise. Now it's just a mirage of emptiness and destruction. Watching him and Kuramochi-san get shot without remorse was a blow to my heart. His blood splattered onto my arm. I can still see the sorrow in his eyes as he said his last words. I meant a lot to him, and he meant a lot to me. We were each other's keeper, each other's second soul. I've been placed under a spell, but… I still loved Miyuki-sama. His whip marks and scars and bites remain. I'm not scared. It has defined who I am. I belong to Miyuki-sama. No one else."

Wiping the tears from his face, Eijun got up and headed back home before his parents noticed that he was gone.

"This is Fujiwara Keiji with more breaking news. A new update on the underground trading scandal; several more tradesmen have been killed due to government orders such as Masatoshi Hiroshi, Nagao Akira and Carlos Kamiya Toshiki. The rest are unidentified. Their maids have reluctantly been relocated to their original homes. That is all for now; stay tuned for more news at 11. Back to Tachibana Joenna at the studio.

Eijun bit his lip, banging his fists on the table. "That's it, I'm done." He ran around the house, locking all the doors, shutting all the blinds and cutting off the telephone cords.

Running to his room, he barricaded the door and pulled out the black pistol Miyuki had given him from his drawer and pointed it to his head. Sparing a last glance at a small picture of him and the bespectacled man on his mirror, he closed his eyes, crying.

'Miyuki-sama, I'm broken. My heart can't be fixed anymore. I can't endure the pain of losing you. I need you. Without you, I'm nothing more than a human merely taking up space in this world. I know you told me to live the rest of my life in peace, but… I figured that I will never be able to do that. I know you'd probably bite, hit and fuck me senseless for this, but I'm going to betray your words. Your tears were never meant to fall on the ground. Your blood wasn't supposed to leak out. Your smirks were always radiant. Now it's just dull. I don't want to live like this. Missing you is worsening the black hole in my heart. I feel dark all over again. I appreciate your existence and the sweet bond we shared together. There's no point in living anymore. I need to see you again. I need to feel you again. I'm sorry that I went against your word. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Miyuki-sama… shall we meet again. Goodbye.'

BANG!

THE END.