Resurrection with Amane!

"Do you fear Tsukasa, Hanako-san?"

"I found you, Amane," I whispered as a smile crept across my face. The Amane who calls himself Hanako-san seems as if he has so much fun! After returning from the dead, I watched him for days on end without him noticing me.

I wanted to become Amane, to be human and feel the sting of pain and the pleasure of love. But first, Amane would have to become me, he would have to be turned into a pit of darkness who fed on terror. He had to become a monster.

"Haaaaaaai!" Amane called to someone else. I watched him from a distance, it seems as if my shy Amane who kept to himself had become more like me. Cocky, cool and playfully perverted in his own way.

Did killing me work- was Amane a mirror of myself? Then why didn't I feel any different, why did I crave to torment him till? I'm inpatient.

Jumping into the other side of the 7th ward, I looked down at my hands. Even on his side of the 7th, I still felt the same. "T-Tsukasa?" Amane asked in shock. I looked at Amane whose expression was shocked; "Ah! AMANEEEEEEE!" I cried in joy running over and hugging him.

"T-Tsukasa stop, you almost knocked me over!" he gasped as I hugged him tightly. "I missed you so much Amane! Amaneeeee!" I cheered excited to see my older twin.

He hesitated before wrapping his arms around me again, his eyes watered. "I thought- I thought you were dead." he muttered tearing up. "I thought… I thought that I killed you, Tsukasa," he sniffed in relief. I frowned.

I see now, I'm still the same Tsukasa because Amane is the same Amane. He hugged me tightly as he cried feeling the ease of guilt going away. This is no good, not even killing me was enough to make his heart grow to stone.

"I'm sorry, Tsukasa," he cried. But it did change him. He's a lot more like me now, which means; he can be broken. I smiled.

"It hurt so much, when you killed me; Amane. It was so horrible, yet you went on living happily like it never happened," I teased.

Amane pushed me away, his face filled with guilt and he staggered back wards in shame. "N-No, I'm sorry, I never wanted to hurt you- I-I just," he shivered.

"I bet you were happy when I was gone, you didn't miss me at all even though I missed you so much," I muttered sadly and Amane shook his head. "N-No! I really am sorry; I'll make it up to you- I promise!" he insisted. I smiled from ear to ear, "Then why don't you play with me, play with me like we use to before. And maybe I'll forgive you," I teased.

Amane shrugged his head, "I don't want to… I won't do that anymore! I'm not weak, and I'm sorry for killing you… But you can't force me to do all of those things! Not anymore!" he yelled. Awe, he has changed. I chuckled. Even so, he's still the same Amane. I sighed.

Tsukasa: "Fine. If you wont play with me, I can just find someone else to take your place instead… You have friends, now don't you?"

Amane: "!"

Tsukasa: "Yes, maybe I should just play with them instead," *Smiles evilly* "Amane must have made friends as nice as him, I'm sure they wouldn't mind being your substitute,"

Amane: "N-No, leave her alone!"

Tsukasa: "Her?" *Amane shrugs head in regret as I chuckle*

Awe, that's more like it. I laughed. "You must have gotten really comfortable here to make friends. You never bothered to before because you knew what I'd do to them. Are you afraid that I'll make her my play toy too? If you refuse to play with me, I'll just take her instead," I threatened happily.

Amane's face grew scared with the thought of what I could do; now he had more than just himself to worry about. He took a step back as I walked toward him, his body shivered as I stroked his cheek. "You're always so kind, Amane," I admired.

I grabbed his shoulder, shoving him onto his knees; Amane turned blue with fear; "How long has it been since we've played together? Ten? Maybe… Twenty years?" I asked curiously as he froze in fear. My fingers ran through his hair, pulling his head up so we made eye contact.

I smiled. His eyes became watery and his lip whimpered as he realized that he had fallen back into the circle of abuse. "Don't you see, Amane? Even after all of these years, you haven't gotten any stronger. It was just all one big illusion," I teased holding his chin in place as I undid my pants.

"Hanako-san doesn't exist, he's just someone one you wish you could be. But you're not Hanako, you're not strong or cool or cocky; you're nothing but the weak, scared Amane who dreams about the moon all day." I laughed. Tears began to fall from his face as the frozen Amane shivered violently in horror.

"You want to be strong and brave and heroic; you want to go to the moon- but you never will. All that possibility, wiped out by me!" I laughed barbarically as Amane began to cry.

I have to break you, worse than I did before. I want to make you as ugly as I am, I want to be as happy as you are. I want to trade places.

Amane closed his eyes and bit his lip shut as I tapped my cock against his nose. "Do you remember that smell?"I asked as precum dripped down his nose, Amane cried in pain nearly falling forward as I crushed his jaw open.

"Opps, I guess my body is stronger in this form, does it hurt a lot?" I asked squeezing and releasing his broken jaw in entertainment as he cried out in pain.

The sounds of broken bone were like sounds of stepping on chalk; it sounds much fun! "Your teeth are still pretty! If you're not good I'll pull them all out! So don't bite me," I teased before placing my tip onto his smooth tongue.

I exhaled slowly in pleasure from its wetness, Amane shivered helplessly; too afraid to fight back.

He yipped as I pushed his jaw close, gently rocking my hips as my tip rubbed against his tongue and the top of his mouth. "Haaaa, it feels good, Amane. Do I taste good? Like lemons maybe?" I questioned curiously. He shook from the burn of his swelling jaw as I inched myself inside of his mouth.

I grabbed his hair with my free hand as he shook, biting my lip in satisfaction as he held my thighs for stability as he gasped. Finally, able to move he struggled to free his face from my crouch and I laughed.

"If you don't relax, you'll choke to death- can you be killed in this form?" I asked bobbing his head back and forth. His eyes opened as he looked around in disarray unsure what to do, I panted as his wet mouth took me in and out in tight squeezes.

Saliva poured out his mouth as he gagged mercilessly, "Relax, Amane, relax," I panted and he closed his eyes still choking. I growled getting even more turned on by his face turning blue, "Haaaaaaa," I groaned as his throat relaxed; allowing me to slip deeper inside of it.

"Good boy, Amane," I praised patting his head as I thrusted myself all the way in. Shoving his head by the hair to meet up with my rough thrust as his hands held him steady on the floor. "Awwe, it feels too good- I'm cumming, A-Amane!" I moaned shooting cum into his mouth as I rammed myself down his sore throat.

I pulled myself out and he gaped as I yanked his head back; stroking hungrily onto his face. He looked at me with a cute surprised expression as I came onto it; covering his face with loads of thick, white cum as I jerked myself faster.

"You're so cute, Amane- that's right, take it all," I panted in bliss as ever drop of pleasure was left on his embarrassed face.

Amane flinched as his lips and nose and eye lashes were coated in my bitter juices, I sighed in satisfaction freeing him from my grip.

"Eww," he gasped as I used my hand to smear the sticky substance across his pink face until it was covered in a thick layer of cream. "You always hated when I came on your face, do you still dislike it?" I asked curiously.

Amane didn't bother to respond, hanging his head as he wiped his face with the sleeves of his shirt in a silent shame. I grinned getting a glance of the mass growing in his pants. Amane was still a pervert. My eyes opened wide as a black smoke began to consume me, Amane looked up in confusion.

"It seems like my body can't last very long on the side of the living." I sighed before looking at Amane. "Let's play again sometime soon, Amane," I stated demonically before disappearing in back flames. "Next time, I promise to break you,"

Creator's Note:

I was debating whether to continue the fanfic and figured I could since I had more material. Thanks for reading and comments are always read and much appreciated!

I'm more likely to write another chapter and write it sooner if I get a request or you just ask for it. Might add Yashiro into the story as well.