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Chapter 8
"Why would you ever hurt her!? Why did you do those things to her?! What the fuck did Sora ever do to deserve you ripping her pride from her?!" Yamato demanded, stopping the whip that was coming towards him.
"Everything! She chose you over me! I love her! I insured that she would always be safe, I never falsefied a relationship with her. I took her into my arms when you were off on a week of training while she was in her third trimester with Ryu! I had no other choice when she fell asleep on my couch. I took her and made her happy for a moment." Yamato glare, there was no way Sora was happy if Sotaru touched her. "I threatened to take the baby from her when he was born if she didn't make love to me. I said that after that I would slowly kill you, wanting to insure that she saw every bit of life drain from you. That's why I took her, because she let me. She loved every minute of it." Sotaru bellowed, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more then Yamato.
"She was happy, because she knew she had just stopped herself from loosing her child and husband! You fucking, twisted prick!"
Yamato closed his eyes as the whip hit his skin once more. The pain seemed like it alone would kill him, but he had to keep himself alive. He couldn't let himself die. He had met his future life and saw that there were joys that he longed for and he would not die before he reached them.
"DADDY!" Ryu's voice cried in agony. Yamato's eye shot open, his attacker had promised to not harm Ryu. The tone in the boy's cry had gone from fear to as if it was him being injured. Yamato looked at the man standing besides the red headed child.
"You promised you wouldn't harm him!" Yamato bellowed as he saw a a small line of blood form on the boy's bare chest. Yamato felt something inside him boiling over. The bastard was hurting a child. To make everything worse, the child was- or would be- Yamato and Sora's!
"AAAAHHHHH!" Yamato snapped as he watched the man run the knife along the boy's stomach. "DADDY! Make Uncle Sotaru stop!" Ryu cried as he stared at Yamato. His eyes resembled Sora's in so many ways as he stared at him. Ryu's eyes were so full of every emotion he was feeling, just like Sora, when they suddenly went cold and blank. Yamato stared in shock. He had just witnessed the trick everyone close to him had always hated him doing. The only two people who had been able to bring any sort of emotion back into Yamato when he did that was Sora and Takeru. Yamato froze for a few seconds and then roared in anger.
"YOU FUCKING ASS WIPE!!! I'LL KILL YOU! HOW DARE YOU LAY A FINGER OF HARM ON MY SON'S HEAD! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL RIP OFF YOUR NUTS, BLEND THEM AND MAKE YOU WATCH AS I FEED THEM TO THE FUCKING PIGS!!! NOW LET GO OF MY- " Yamato was cut off as the door to the room swung open. Standing in the door way was Sora. Her eyes were empty as she stared at the man holding Ryu. Yamato shivered as he looked at Sora- he had never seen her so full of this emtion. Sora was the holder of Love, not Hatred, but that's what she seemed like at that moment.
"Get your fucking hands off that boy!" Sora said in a low, but powerful voice. Yamato's eyes widened at the amount of power that Sora had used in just those few words. Sotaru put Ryu down, besides Yamato.
"Koi, you found us. I'm glad." Yamato felt a pang of jealousy rise from somewhere inside him as Sotaru pulled Sora into a passionate looking kiss. Ryu stared in disbelief at the sight before him.
"Ryu, cover your eyes!" Yamato ordered in a hushed voice. Ryu shook his head.
"It's happening all over again! Mommy's back, but...she...she loves Uncle Sotaru more...more then... then us, Daddy!" Ryu broke into tears, his eyes still empty of emotion as he cried onto Yamato's whipped arm.
The pain caused by Ryu touching his injuries was nothing like the pain Yamato felt as Sora was pushed against the wall, she wasn't trying to stop Sotaru at all. Yamato felt like the whole time he had forced himself to stay alive to protect his possible future was a waist. There was his future wife- the woman he had loved from the first time he met her- kissing another man. Yamato knew that this wasn't right. How would they have two wonderful children, a "wonderul" life together and now watch her passionatly kissing another man. To make it worse, Ryu kept saying that Himeko had told him that Sora was trading Yamato in, but he never believed her.
"Sora..." Yamato said in a quiet whisper as the two fell to the floor.
Chapter 8
"Why would you ever hurt her!? Why did you do those things to her?! What the fuck did Sora ever do to deserve you ripping her pride from her?!" Yamato demanded, stopping the whip that was coming towards him.
"Everything! She chose you over me! I love her! I insured that she would always be safe, I never falsefied a relationship with her. I took her into my arms when you were off on a week of training while she was in her third trimester with Ryu! I had no other choice when she fell asleep on my couch. I took her and made her happy for a moment." Yamato glare, there was no way Sora was happy if Sotaru touched her. "I threatened to take the baby from her when he was born if she didn't make love to me. I said that after that I would slowly kill you, wanting to insure that she saw every bit of life drain from you. That's why I took her, because she let me. She loved every minute of it." Sotaru bellowed, sounding like he was trying to convince himself more then Yamato.
"She was happy, because she knew she had just stopped herself from loosing her child and husband! You fucking, twisted prick!"
Yamato closed his eyes as the whip hit his skin once more. The pain seemed like it alone would kill him, but he had to keep himself alive. He couldn't let himself die. He had met his future life and saw that there were joys that he longed for and he would not die before he reached them.
"DADDY!" Ryu's voice cried in agony. Yamato's eye shot open, his attacker had promised to not harm Ryu. The tone in the boy's cry had gone from fear to as if it was him being injured. Yamato looked at the man standing besides the red headed child.
"You promised you wouldn't harm him!" Yamato bellowed as he saw a a small line of blood form on the boy's bare chest. Yamato felt something inside him boiling over. The bastard was hurting a child. To make everything worse, the child was- or would be- Yamato and Sora's!
"AAAAHHHHH!" Yamato snapped as he watched the man run the knife along the boy's stomach. "DADDY! Make Uncle Sotaru stop!" Ryu cried as he stared at Yamato. His eyes resembled Sora's in so many ways as he stared at him. Ryu's eyes were so full of every emotion he was feeling, just like Sora, when they suddenly went cold and blank. Yamato stared in shock. He had just witnessed the trick everyone close to him had always hated him doing. The only two people who had been able to bring any sort of emotion back into Yamato when he did that was Sora and Takeru. Yamato froze for a few seconds and then roared in anger.
"YOU FUCKING ASS WIPE!!! I'LL KILL YOU! HOW DARE YOU LAY A FINGER OF HARM ON MY SON'S HEAD! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL RIP OFF YOUR NUTS, BLEND THEM AND MAKE YOU WATCH AS I FEED THEM TO THE FUCKING PIGS!!! NOW LET GO OF MY- " Yamato was cut off as the door to the room swung open. Standing in the door way was Sora. Her eyes were empty as she stared at the man holding Ryu. Yamato shivered as he looked at Sora- he had never seen her so full of this emtion. Sora was the holder of Love, not Hatred, but that's what she seemed like at that moment.
"Get your fucking hands off that boy!" Sora said in a low, but powerful voice. Yamato's eyes widened at the amount of power that Sora had used in just those few words. Sotaru put Ryu down, besides Yamato.
"Koi, you found us. I'm glad." Yamato felt a pang of jealousy rise from somewhere inside him as Sotaru pulled Sora into a passionate looking kiss. Ryu stared in disbelief at the sight before him.
"Ryu, cover your eyes!" Yamato ordered in a hushed voice. Ryu shook his head.
"It's happening all over again! Mommy's back, but...she...she loves Uncle Sotaru more...more then... then us, Daddy!" Ryu broke into tears, his eyes still empty of emotion as he cried onto Yamato's whipped arm.
The pain caused by Ryu touching his injuries was nothing like the pain Yamato felt as Sora was pushed against the wall, she wasn't trying to stop Sotaru at all. Yamato felt like the whole time he had forced himself to stay alive to protect his possible future was a waist. There was his future wife- the woman he had loved from the first time he met her- kissing another man. Yamato knew that this wasn't right. How would they have two wonderful children, a "wonderul" life together and now watch her passionatly kissing another man. To make it worse, Ryu kept saying that Himeko had told him that Sora was trading Yamato in, but he never believed her.
"Sora..." Yamato said in a quiet whisper as the two fell to the floor.