Bleeding An Enemy

Zack was in total disarray by the fact that in front of him was, in fact, the man that had caused him to be charred. His eyes went back and forth between him and Ray. The guy was slumped over, probably asleep from whatever paralyzing agent he was given. He hadn't changed a bit. He was still blonde and still full of shit. His eyes coasted over to her form. She stood there expectantly with her hands behind her back just waiting. Her face was soft with understanding and patience. All he could think about was how well she looked. His name on her chest was something he just flat out enjoyed looking at. The whole ensemble was very… sexy. He could agree with that and would openly admit it as he had. His eyes went back to the man in the chair.

"Ray, how did you do this?" he whispered softly.

"I had Sam ship him in. This is all for you, Zack." She walked over to his seated form.

He wrapped his arm around her waist. "You had Sam fly him in huh?" She leaned into his body in the chair.

Ray picked up his chin to make her look at him. His eyes widened at her as she planted a deep kiss on his cheek. Her lips moved to his neck and then back to his lips. "I have questions that I think you would want to hear. You can participate or let me do it all. But this is for some closure to your soul."

Zack took a deep breath. Join in or let her do it? He was quite curious at what she had to ask. They were probably questions as to why and who and what. He didn't have shit he wanted to say to the bastard, but finding out why he did decide to hurt him could be interesting. Sitting back in the chair, he once again let his head rest on his fist. "You go ahead. Watching is fine."

Ray nodded turning to the man. "Wake up." Her fist went across his face quickly.

The man awoke with a start. His body jumped at being in an unfamiliar place as he looked around the room. The fear in his eyes had Zack purring but he still didn't move. The man's eyes looked to Ray as she stood to the side of him. He wanted to take his head for the lewd remark he said about her attire and how he thought this was some freaky strip tease but Ray had already punched him hard in his mouth at the remark. He couldn't stop himself from getting turned on as she told him to hold his tongue till she wanted him to talk. The man whimpered at the pain he was feeling before he finally noticed him sitting there.

"So tell me, Zack, what do you want me to do to him?" Ray asked circling the man slowly. Her hand danced over the weapons every time she passed them. "No answer? It's okay. I have some questions for him anyway."

Ray picked up one of her many blades and held it to his face. "Tell me, Mr. Yamato is it?" she was once again circling him. "Do you know who that man is?"

Yamato stared Zack down before shrugging. "No,"

"No?" Ray grabbed his head and shoved him as far as he could go forward. "Perhaps you need a closer look."

Yamato's eyes widened.

"Do you know now?" she whispered by his ear.

"It can't be that brat… I thought he was dead." Yamato spoke in utter disbelief at the sight before him. His shock only lasted a moment before he smirked. "Still hiding behind those bandages? Too ashamed to let the world see what kind of fucked up being you are?"

It was fast. Before either of them had blinked, Ray had inserted the blade into his eye. His scream was loud in the room but neither Zack nor Ray were fazed by his screams. In fact, Ray almost delighted in it as he did everything he could to shake out the blade. But it was stuck in his actual eye. Even if he got it out, he would never be able to see from that eye.

"You don't get to talk till I say so," Ray growled.

Yamato whimpered as he tried to blink.

"Now, you will answer my questions and if not…" she smiled darkly holding up another blade. It was going inside of him either way.

Yamato nodded.

Ray took to walking around him slowly once more. "Do you love your wife?"

Yamato shrugged. "I mean she was a good fuck when I married her but after the kids, it always was something for us not to have sex. She became ugly and fat."

Ray nodded. "I see." She was going to enjoy wiping this man off the face of the Earth.

"Why did you and his mom split?" she asked standing behind him.

"Misaki left me. Said she found someone better than me. Damn bitch was always looking for someone with more money to spend."

Ray filed the name away for later.

Zack twitched at his mother's name. It had been forever since he had thought about it and actually heard it said out loud. He wasn't entirely sure if he liked the sound of her name again but it definitely wasn't the name that brought joy to him. In fact, it caused the opposite reaction. He wished he could he say he didn't feel anything about it but deep down the hatred was still there. She was his mother and she didn't give a damn about him. He didn't ask to be here. If it was such a big deal, she should have had him aborted. His mind tried to think of some good memories… but there was nothing. There had been nothing for a long time.

"So tell me about the day you decided to set her son on fire," Ray asked gripping his forehead and pulling his head back while placing a blade near his throat.

Yamato whimpered at the feeling of the blade pressing against his throat. Taking a deep breath, he stared into her serious blue eyes. Her grip tightened in warning. "Isaac had told his mom that he didn't like me. He told her that I was cheating on her with the neighbor girl which wasn't a lie. She confronted me and tried to stab me. I told her that he had made it up and that she was the only woman for me. You know, sweet talk her into calming down. When Misaki went out, I can't really remember where I was left alone with him. I punched him for trying to ruin our relationship but he punched me back. He punched me so hard I lost a few teeth. I saw the gas can and decided I'd fry him. So I dumped it on him. He didn't move as I pulled out my lighter and threw it at him. I was truly amazed that even while he was burning, he was still fighting. He actually burned my hand from his grip."

Ray nodded slowly. Her mind took in all the details he had just said. She could picture Zack burning but fighting because that's what he did. Stabbing must run in the family apparently. He fought to survive as he always had. Since he had her he didn't need to fight alone. She looked over at him and noted his blank face. His eyes were glossy probably at the memory of it. "Who put him out?"

"Misaki."

"She wrapped him up?"

"She did."

"Whose idea was it to sell him?"

"Mine."

Ray took the blade and inserted it into his chest. It wasn't deep enough to touch his heart. Not yet. "We're you aware they murdered children?"

Yamato's screams were loud, so loud he didn't hear the question.

Ray grabbed another blade. "I said were you aware they murdered children?"

Yamato looked up at her with tears in his eyes. "Please…"

Ray shrugged before sliding one down his neck. She didn't hesitate as he tried to move away from it. It didn't touch a major artery or vein but merely broke some skin. He begged her to stop as she kept dragging it down to his shoulder. "Answer the question."

Yamato panted as she pushed a little deeper. "Yes!"

She left it there while grabbing another blade. "How?"

"The woman was my sister." He sobbed.

"Were you aware that she was murdered shortly after?"

He nodded.

"And do you know who did it?"

He shrugged. "They said someone broke in."

A smile slid across her face. "Nope. That boy you sent to live with him did it."

"What?"

"Isaac did it. Can't say I blame him. From what I'm told your sister and her husband did to him, I think karma finally stepped in." The smile died into a hateful frown. "He's not a dog. He's a man and should have been treated as so by his mom, by you, and your sister. If you had, you wouldn't be here in this situation."

Yamato's tears intensified as he watched her pull the final blade out. "Oh please don't kill me!"

She purred. "I like you begging. Do it again." She licked her lips slowly.

"Please, please don't kill me! I'm begging you! Please! I have four kids!" He whimpered watching her swing the blade back and forth.

Ray turned to Zack. "Anything else you wanna know?"

Zack let out a deep sigh. "Is she still alive?"

Yamato shrugged. "I didn't hear from her after I got married. Last time I saw her she was with a new man."

"Anything else?"

He shook his head. "Finish him."

Yamato screamed louder. "NO! Someone, please help?!"

"You can scream all you want but no one will hear you." She spoke in a sing-song voice swinging the blade back and forth in front of his face.

"I'll give you anything you want, just please!" Yamato begged. "If you let me go, I won't say a word about this."

Ray chuckled darkly. "Anything I want?" she sat on his lap seductively. She was facing Zack as she sat across his thighs with her legs crossed. Her head rested on his shoulder sweetly as she brought the blade up to his throat. "I know you won't say anything about this."

Yamato was relieved. She grabbed his chin forcing him to look down at her. Her lips touched his sweetly. The kiss was the very last gentle thing he felt. In a matter of moments, his body was being torn apart bit by bit. Blood, he could feel it run down his skin as she sliced him more and more. He screamed in her mouth but she didn't let up. No, she intensified her stabbing till she pulled away slightly panting. He stared at her in horror. She cheesed before jabbing it into his throat. He gasped trying to breathe. Her eyes didn't change as she slid it into his artery smoothly. The world was going dark. The last thing he saw was that boy's indifferent face. He looked just like Misaki.

…

Zack sat in his room trying to piece together what he just witnessed. It wasn't anything to see someone killed after all he did it for a living but to see Ray do it so… effortlessly, had him thinking. How much of an influence was he on her? She had seen him kill many people throughout their time together. It just never occurred to him that she would pick up on it. If he had been well, he couldn't say it wouldn't have been a lot different. Yamato suffered. He suffered to the very end. And something in him was pleased about that thought. His monster for the first time since he was a child had calmed. Neither of them had cared to know the reasons as to why he had done what he did to them, but knowing the truth that he was the reason for even having a monster felt like he was putting some pieces of himself back together. And Ray was the cause of it.

Ray, she had tracked down this man and brought him here to make him pay for what was done. There was no other brat like her. She was someone he never thought he could get close to let alone be with. But here they were now living in a house together, taking care of each other. A sigh escaped him as he laid on the bed. Perhaps it was time to use the knowledge he had been given for her. Ray didn't have to stay and take care of him. She didn't have to try and heal him. She just did. He never asked her, never told her that he wanted help to be a better man. It never crossed his mind. He was doing honest work as she liked to call it even though he was killing people.

There was a vibration on the desk.

He picked it up slowly, clicking the green button. "What?"

"Zack-kun? Where's Ray-Ray?"

"She's out tending to Yamato."

Sam nodded. "Ah, so I see it went well. Well when you see her, tell her I have an update."

"Sure… Sam…?"

"Yeah?"

"I think I'm ready to finally cross that first line with her…" he blushed.

"Oh, Zack-kun! My little baby is growing the fuck up!"

"Shut up asshole." He sighed fully red.

She laughed softly in his ear. "We've gone over this. Just relax and don't rush. You're both fucking new to this. You do this right, and I promise you Ray-Ray isn't going anywhere. No pressure though."

"Yeah fucking right." He sighed, his ears perking up on the door opening and closing. "She's coming."

"Good luck Zack-kun!"

He placed the phone down as she hung up.

Moments later Ray walked into the room. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, Sam called. She said she has an update, whatever the fuck that means." Zack huffed sitting back. He didn't want her to look at his still red face.

"Zack are you okay? You looked flushed?" she asked sitting on the bed beside him

"I'm fine! Dammit, go take a shower. You're covered in that bastard's blood." He growled still looking away from her.

Ray looked down at herself. She was indeed covered in blood. "Okay." She stood up and went to walk away when he grabbed her arm. "Zack?"

He still didn't look at her as he held on. "When you are finished, come have a seat."

She nodded. "Okay."

"No fucking clothes, got it?" He spoke softly, his face heating up once more.

It was her turn to turn bright red. "Got it."