Okay, this fic is very sick. Two day ago we saw a movie on bullying called Broken Toy. Okay, that didn't sound right. BROKEN TOY? That's what you call a rape fic or something! So that is what I am doing. If you see Broken Toy, scream. Okay?
Disclaimer: No Own YYH
Warning: Karasu/Kurama. If you don't know what that leads to, I suggest you get the hell outta the Yu Yu Hakusho section! I am rating it R Just in case...
~Broken Toy~
"He was your toy. But Now he is Broken"
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The floor is cold.
It always was.
I never wanted to be like this.
Crimson fluid is leaking from my wounds.
I was a toy.
But now I broke.
Karasu played with me too rough.
He pulled at me like I was going to fight.
But I didn't.
And I broke.
He raped me till his heart was content.
He screwed me till I bled.
So I am broken.
I tried to stay calm.
Hoping that it would end soon.
But it didn't.
And I broke.
He took a dagger.
Not a bomb.
And stabbed me.
And I broke.
He was shocked that I didn't react, and watched as the blood raced down my arm and down to my fingertips.
And I was broken.
I still didn't fight.
And my tear fell silently down my face.
And in my silent prayers,
the pain nearly numbed down.
Inari-sama, why did he want to do this to me?
What had I ever done.
Then I relized that I did deserve it.
I deserved to break.
But did it have to hurt so bad?
The tears are still falling,
They refuse to stop.
Can I blame them?
The blood just covers my naked body like a sheet.
But it's still cold.
Can it be what happened before that chills me?
It has to be.
I shiver in pain.
But why am I smiling.
I broke!
Is it because I am decaying as I speak?
Can that be it?
Am I really insane?
I shiver again.
It hurts to do it, but I can't stop.
If only I could have stopped it when it started.
Got him a new toy to play with...
Maybe then I would've been fine.
But not that person.
They would've been the broken toy.
Not me.
Is that fair?
I wish.
I gasp out a scream.
The pain is scrorching me.
I see my bones right through the wounds.
They were deeper that I ever imagined.
And there's a clock ticking in my mind.
Tick...
I have to wait till death.
Tock...
There isn't much time left.
Tick...
I never got to say goodbye.
Tock...
And I feel fine.
Tick...
It is at the end of the line.
Tock...
And I don't care.
Tick...
You wanna know why?
Tock...
'Cause I am a broken toy.
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o_o; Okay... this is why you never title a bully movie Broken Toy, ne?
R&R!
Disclaimer: No Own YYH
Warning: Karasu/Kurama. If you don't know what that leads to, I suggest you get the hell outta the Yu Yu Hakusho section! I am rating it R Just in case...
~Broken Toy~
"He was your toy. But Now he is Broken"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The floor is cold.
It always was.
I never wanted to be like this.
Crimson fluid is leaking from my wounds.
I was a toy.
But now I broke.
Karasu played with me too rough.
He pulled at me like I was going to fight.
But I didn't.
And I broke.
He raped me till his heart was content.
He screwed me till I bled.
So I am broken.
I tried to stay calm.
Hoping that it would end soon.
But it didn't.
And I broke.
He took a dagger.
Not a bomb.
And stabbed me.
And I broke.
He was shocked that I didn't react, and watched as the blood raced down my arm and down to my fingertips.
And I was broken.
I still didn't fight.
And my tear fell silently down my face.
And in my silent prayers,
the pain nearly numbed down.
Inari-sama, why did he want to do this to me?
What had I ever done.
Then I relized that I did deserve it.
I deserved to break.
But did it have to hurt so bad?
The tears are still falling,
They refuse to stop.
Can I blame them?
The blood just covers my naked body like a sheet.
But it's still cold.
Can it be what happened before that chills me?
It has to be.
I shiver in pain.
But why am I smiling.
I broke!
Is it because I am decaying as I speak?
Can that be it?
Am I really insane?
I shiver again.
It hurts to do it, but I can't stop.
If only I could have stopped it when it started.
Got him a new toy to play with...
Maybe then I would've been fine.
But not that person.
They would've been the broken toy.
Not me.
Is that fair?
I wish.
I gasp out a scream.
The pain is scrorching me.
I see my bones right through the wounds.
They were deeper that I ever imagined.
And there's a clock ticking in my mind.
Tick...
I have to wait till death.
Tock...
There isn't much time left.
Tick...
I never got to say goodbye.
Tock...
And I feel fine.
Tick...
It is at the end of the line.
Tock...
And I don't care.
Tick...
You wanna know why?
Tock...
'Cause I am a broken toy.
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o_o; Okay... this is why you never title a bully movie Broken Toy, ne?
R&R!