My Only Correct Decision
[Chapter 6: Should You Choose Death]
"HISOKA! PLEASE WAKE UP!"
Tsuzuki screamed, not knowing what to do with the unconscious man in his arms. He was panicking since he was so frightened that he might have done something wrong to Hisoka. Moments ago, Hisoka was peacefully slumbering against his shoulder and then, out of the blue; the man was flailing madly while asleep. (Certainly, this is not something that would make you feel easy, does it?)
"What happened?" An unfamiliar voice behind Tsuzuki asked. He turned and found a tall, blond-haired man in his early twenties. For us, we know that is no other than our Watari.
"He…he began flailing madly, and-and…he was screaming 'No Muraki, no!' I'm so scared… of what might happen to him…"
Watari kneeled beside Tsuzuki and then took Hisoka from his arms. Immediately, he looked for vital signs of life from Hisoka. Thankfully, the man was alive, gently falling back into a deep sleep.
"Muraki?" Watari asked, giving a sudden glare and then cast a worried look upon Tsuzuki, "This is not turning to be something good. We have to bring him back to the fortress."
"But why there? And…and what on earth does Muraki have to do with it?"
"Did Hisoka disclose anything in your connection?" Watari asked, making sure that he stressed the word 'connection'.
"Do you know that Muraki has something to do with Hisoka aside from being his general?"
"All I remember is that he always see a beautiful lady and he is filled with pain…too much pain for me to bear…" Tsuzuki recalled carefully the flashes of what was inside Hisoka, both thoughts and feelings. The latter, on the other hand, thoughtfully ran a hand through a mass of thick blond hair and fell silent…gravely silent.
"Hisoka was open to everyone until Muraki attempted to kill his twin sister. I guess he was so traumatized with the event…you are lucky that you perceive such emotions…you are indeed special to Hisoka, Asato-san."
"But…if the king attempted to kill Hisoka, then why is he still serving that evil king?!" Tsuzuki heatedly demanded for an answer of which Watari did not answer.
"I...I do not know his purpose. Please, let us find another place to keep him. He is not safe with…"
"Not safe with me?"
Watari clearly, was cut from his statement when a voice behind them emerged and finished his sentence. To their horror, it was no other than Muraki. How the enigmatic king make his presence was a question hanging in the air for both horror-struck Tsuzuki and Watari.
"My apologies for interrupting your serious conversation," Muraki bowed and gave a sly smile to the two men, "But, I must say that I have to take Kurosaki-san back to the palace. He will miss his dear home."
"If that's a home," Tsuzuki spat angrily as he stood protectively before Watari and the sleeping Hisoka.
However, Muraki was more prepared than Tsuzuki. After creating a large blast, he successfully knocked Tsuzuki and Watari cold. Now, the evil king had the pleasure of taking Hisoka's unmoving body with him.
"Ah, the joy and excitement of having you back. We shall go home, shall we?" he said, cupping the left cheeck of his beloved prey. Immediately, he scooped Hisoka's lean body and disappeared in the shadows.
Weakly, while full of cuts and bruises, Tsuzuki called after them, "Hisoka…you will…pay…Muraki…"
A pair of green eyes fluttered opened, only to be greeted by the sight of a man with silver hair and cold, cruel eyes. A large bed, a chamber lit by torches and Muraki loomed unsteadily in Hisoka's vision after he awoke. Hisoka afterwards realized that he laid on the bed half-naked, where he was and who the man with him was. Because of this, he became terribly afraid.
"You're awake…so how do you feel?" Muraki gently asked Hisoka as he slowly pulled the black, silk bed sheets away from Hisoka's body. Hisoka glared at him intensely, making sure the king saw the wrath burning inside him.
Muraki again advanced towards Hisoka. With another smile, he intensified the feeling of inside the other man. He was sure he would be able to reveal to Hisoka his plans for his general tonight. Speaking of plan, it literally meant (especially for the likes of Muraki) doing nasty things to the younger man.
His hands caressed every inch of exposed skin. It left a burning trail on the young man's skin. To Hisoka, this meant that he would be later experience great pain. Another timely plan Muraki cracks whenever he rightfully 'claims' that Hisoka was his.
He asked, "Did you enjoy your dream?" The answer returned by Hisoka was another glare and an angry question, "What do you want with me again?!"
"Don't be smart aleck me, boy. You're just slipping away from your vow." Muraki simply stated and emphasized the last word.
"What do you mean? I am serving for you." Hisoka firmly said, while flinching uncomfortably from Muraki's body which was now fully pressed against his own. Flatly, the king replied, "You have a certain affection for the rebel…you are veering your loyalty from me. That is why I reminded you through your very exciting dream."
Muraki's cold gray eyes filled with burning desire and greed. He wanted so much to take Hisoka right now. He wanted the beautiful man underneath him to be one with him. He also wanted to take Hisoka's gift of lasting beauty right now…just like the dream he invoked in Hisoka's mind.
"Did you miss your sister?"
That taunting voice used by Muraki, fired Hisoka's senses and enabled him to push the man away from him. It winded Muraki, causing him to fall on the side of the floor, his face colliding violently upon the side table.
Hisoka was very mad upon hearing about his older twin. He immediately rushed outside of the large bedchamber and clambered across the corridor. He rushed towards the same corridor where Muraki last spotted him alone.
Muraki, on the other hand, licked his bleeding lip and called after Hisoka, "Kurosaki…wherever you go, I am there. Do not escape. There is nowhere to go."
Nowhere to go? Hisoka thought after he heard Muraki from a distance…sure enough, Muraki was there again when he opened the door to the room where his sister was confined.
"I told you. There is nowhere to go. My patience is gone, I am serious on performing the real curse that would drain your sister's life together with yours."
The young general whimpered upon hearing Muraki's words. Satisfied with the reaction Hisoka gave him, he pulled Hisoka and threw him inside the room. There, Muraki began molesting Hisoka…
So much pain…
Make it stop…
Tsuzuki, where are you?
In a desperate attempt to free his body from Muraki, he tried to push, kick or whatever thrashing he could do. It came to a point where his body did not respond anymore to his command…It just succumb to Muraki's doing, playing and taunting every sense of his body. A weak hand grasped in the air and heavily fell on the floor as Muraki took his body.
"What shall we do to you and your Tsuzuki? Shall I have the honor of taking him like you? Do you know he is gifted like you? I just prefer younger and more flaunting beings…"
"NO!"
A hushed silence came after Hisoka's glassy eyes poured out tears. An hour ago, he felt indescribable pain…painful, very painful…
The back of his mind was telling to respond and follow all Muraki's orders to him. The voice wafted unclearly inside his ears, commanding him to surrender himself to the power of the king. He must surrender or else his sister would die…
He would follow Muraki's orders now…should he choose death? But there is no way to escape it. Muraki would kill his sister for disobeying but he will get killed in order to have Muraki's vile plan to be carried out. Either way, Muraki was killing him soon.
An hour also has passed after the lifeless body of his sister began to show signs of life. This was not included in Muraki's plans…It is currently occurring and Muraki does not expect to see her. Will she wake? No one knows for sure.
"You will serve for my purpose, Hisoka…You are mine alone."
[To Be Continued…]
Aki7: Soooooooory for the looooooooong update…gomen. I was too busy this past few weeks and this week , I'm having my exams…waaah :c poor me. Please be kind enough to submit a review even if your (hopefully not) patience is gone.