More Broken Than Ever (The Sequal To 'Broken Inside')

By: Atsureki

Disclaimers : You know the drill… Not mine, not yours don't sue cause I don't own nothing

Paring : Ran/Ken, Schuldig/Ken, Kase/Ran (Don't even ask about that last one! *shakes head at myself*)

Warnings : Shonen-ai, OCC, angst, blood, gore and um disturbing stuff sorta…

Notes : Stuff written in Italic are thoughts.

What's being said to Ken during his nightmare is what he said himself in Broken Inside (chapter 1 if I'm not completely senile o.O) so you might recognize it. And please note that I'm moving ahead in time pretty quickly since what happened in chapter 1 and in this one is just something I need to explain before I can continue *S*

Chapter 2. Breaking The Broken Man

The nightmares had changed. Changed into something so much worse. In his sleep Ken gasped for air and screamed in objection at the drama that was playing inside his head. It was no longer just people he had killed who haunted him. Omi was there, Yoji was there but even worse… Ran was there. A gaping wound in his chest, blood drenching his clothes, covering his pale beautiful face as he stared at Ken with accusation in his amethyst eyes.
"How could you?!" his former lover asked with pain in his deep smooth voice. "You killed me Ken? Why? What did I ever do to you? Didn't I love you enough?" Ken tried to crawl away but strong hands kept him in place.
"You don't deserve his love Ken-kun. You should be dead!" Omi snapped at him and wrapped an arm around Ran's waist. "We all hope you die!" The brunette whimpered in agony and again fought the hands.
"Oh no you don't! Look! Take a good hard look at what you did to him!" The hands belonged to Yoji. "Omi show him what he did to Ran!" the tall blonde ordered.
"Hai Yotan!" Omi let go of the redhead's waist and shoved his hand into the wound in Ran's chest. Ken heaved as the little blonde's hand came out on the other side of his former lover's body. "You ripped his heart to pieces Ken-kun! You killed him!"
"Why Ken? Why did you kill me?!" Yoji finally let him go and joined the other two assassins.
"You need to die for what you did Ken," the lanky blonde snickered and absently poked his finger in and out of Ran's chest, drawing patterns in the blood. "It's all you ever do after all, is it not? Everything is death, you killed it all. Nobody lives, everybody dies. It is all you ever do! You spill blood, clean it up, spill it again, slash through flesh, destoy and kill. That's who you are Ken! A cold blooded killer! And now you've killed Ran."
"NO!" the brunette managed to cry out. "I love Ran!"
"No you don't Ken. You never loved me, you just used me to keep yourself sane," Ran said sadly and kneeled infront of him. The wound gaped and pieces of flesh fell to the floor along with the blood that kept on flowing, dripping all over the floor. "You think I'm going to help you with the nightmares? Think again koi! I won't help you anymore because you killed me, you killed Omi and Yoji too!" It wasn't until Ran said that that Ken noticed the holes in the both blondes' heads. They had been shot, he could see right through their skulls. "You left them behind and allowed bad people to get to them. It's your fault they are dead!"
"Help me," the brunette pleaded and reached out to his former lover. His hand connected with the wound and slipped inside it. Gagging and screaming he withdrew his hand and stared at what he held in it. Ran's heart, slashed, bleeding.
"No one is going to help you Kenken, no one," another voice chuckled. Kase came up to him and pulled Ran into a hug. "But don't worry I'll take care of your lover." The redhead willingly allowed himself to be kissed by Ken's former friend and moaned softly.
"Kase loves me, but you never did. You killed him and you killed me… You kill everybody!" Suddenly he couldn't breath, couldn't see, couldn't focus. His lungs contracted painfully and his heartbeat picked up until it was almost pounding through his ribcage. Sweat began to flow down his face as his breaths became short gasps of air. He was hyperventilating and the pain was more than he could take.
"He… help me!" Ken managed to croak out and curled up on the cold bloodcovered floor.
"Are you sure you want someone to help you?" a nasal voice asked gently. He couldn't make out the face since his vision was blurred with black dots but he desperatly reached out after whoever it was.
"Help me."
"I can help you Siberian but you'll have to obey me, only me." Ken opened his mouth widely and fought to breathe, fought to force small amounts of air into his lungs. "Will you give yourself to me?" He managed to nod and then everything turned black, empty and cold but the horrible nightmares were gone, he was safe.

"FUCK!" Annoyed he flipped the limp body over and checked for a pulse.
"I thought you knew what you were doing!"
"Shut the hell up! I do know what I'm doing but he's so stubborn," he snapped and finally found the proof he needed.
"Well? Is he alive?!"
"Barely, just barely."
"Then let us get out of here!" Green eyes flared with anger and annoyance.
"We can't move him just yet. That anxiety attack was real bad and his body is trying to shut down."
"If Persia wasn't paying us for this I'd kill that little bastard!" He chuckled and rolled his eyes.
"Oh? And miss out on all the fun?"
"SCHULDIG! For crying out loud would you get a grip on yourself."
"Ja, ja Crawford," he muttered and poked his way inside the fallen man's head. "God damnit!"
"What is it now?"
"Fuck me if I know," Schuldig growled. "It's gonna take me ages to fix the mess in there." A phone rang and the german was left alone. "Well Ken I think I might allow myself to have some fun with you while I'm at it." Carefully he started working on the brunette's shattered thoughts. The chaos was total but he would be patient.
"We need to get moving," Crawford huffed when he returned.
"I think our little kitten here is ready. By the way…" the german muttered as he picked up Ken's limp body. "Did we ever get a lead on Abyssinian?"
"No," was the short flat answer he got.
"And the other two?" Crawford glared at Schuldig and corrected his glasses. He gestured to the door and frowned.
"Balinese is under lock and keep." The german stopped and turned around.
"Balinese? I thought you said that the kid had found both of them!"
"The kid has gone missing," Brad grated out and walked out the door.
"Perfect, just fucking perfect! I told you you shouldn't have used him!"
"Enough!" Crawford barked and headed for the car.
"Well excuse me for breathing," Schuldig muttered sourly and followed. "But I did tell you not to use the kid. I wasn't fucking done with him!"

He cuddled the warm body next to him and smiled a little. Finally he was safe, protected from the nightmares again. He wasn't completely sure who the man was that kept them at bay and he didn't really care either. The man had asked him to stay so he had. Somewhere inside of him a part objected, told him that what he was doing was wrong but he had to ignore it. Without his saviour he'd die, he had almost died when the man had found him months ago. Once there had been someone else who had helped him but that man had left him, abandoned him when he needed him the most. Anger started building up inside of him. Damn that man! He had said that he loved him but then he had just left him to the nightmares.
"Liebling?" a soft nasal voice murmured.
"Hai."
"Why aren't you asleep?" He smiled slightly and snuggled closer to the warm body that was his protection against all evil.
"Just thinking," he mumbled and closed his eyes. Soft lips kissed him and his body responded. While the man who he thought he should know made love to him he pondered over the other lover, the one who had left him. What was his name? It annoyed him that he couldn't seem to remember. He knew how he looked though, didn't he? With closed eyes he called forth the image he saw in his dreams. A pale beautiful face with inhuman amethyst eyes, crimson colored hair, long eartails framing it. He had loved him, perhaps he still did? But he didn't really remember him. Didn't matter though, there was someone else who protected him now. "Schu," he moaned as his lover hit a good spot. Yes, Schuldig. Schuldig would never leave him like the pale redhead had! Instead of crimson hair he had hair the color of flames and green eyes that never looked as cold as those amethyst of his former lover. This man was better, was he not?
"Oh fuck Ken!" the german cried out as he reached climax. Their love-making had yet again left him unsatisfied but it didn't matter. Giving was more important than recieving, right? Although… Ken bit his lip and allowed himself to be pulled into Schuldig's strong arms. Although when he remembered or perhaps dreamt of the pale man who he had belonged to before he had never been left hanging like this. He shrugged. It was a small price to pay for protection and he wasn't selfish in the least. Schuldig would take care of him later, he always did. Content but feeling strangely uneasy the brunette fell asleep mumbling something he couldn't recall while he was awake.
"I love you Ran." A frown appeared on the fiery haired german. It wasn't the first time he heard that and he knew that it would take time before it was the last.
"You're not gonna win Abyssinian, you're not," Schuldig growled and wrapped his arms tighter around the brunette.

~TBC?~

Hrm what should I say about this??? Well I have to say that Schuldig sure did his research ne? He picked up all the things that Ken used to think about himself and had Yoji say them to him in his nightmares *glares at Schu* Bad German! And then he saved Ken hm? But why? Was it just to get him into bed? And what's this Brad said about Persia? Isn't Persia dead? And what kid was he talking about? Questions, questions, questions! They're driving me nutto here…. Please note that everything still isn't exactly what they seem um sorta. The plot is much like the chaos of cords beind my computer-desk *LOL* I'll try to sort it out so that I um I mean you understand where I'm going though.

Oh and about the little part in Ken's nightmare where Kase snoggs Ran. Don't even ask where that came from cause I have no idea O.o I was just typing along and it popped up there. *shakes head* I'm one messed up puppy! Like it? Hate it? Want more? Or should I dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it? Lemme know 'kay? Ja/Atsureki