Lyric smiled when he saw understanding on the boys face. He stood and
leaned in close.
"Surely this won't be too unpleasant for you." He cooed as his arm traced
Jonouchis' broad shoulders. The shoulders tensed but the blond didn't dare
make a move to push him away. "He gave you this, didn't he?" Lyrics hand
had come across a scar on Jonouchis' back. "I bet that hurt. I bet you knew
you knew you could beat him down, no I bet you dreamed it! You wanted to
but were too scared. What if you failed? What would happen to your family?"
His hand curved around and stroked the boys' cheek. "Your new family is
just making it possible to fulfill your dreams."
Jonouchi was rattled. Not just about what was being said, but the sudden realization at how much Lyric knew about him. He had known about his street reputation, his neighborhood, both things he could understand. Now though, he had just demonstrated he knew more. Lyric knew he had a sister, knew he had an abusive father, knew money and food was always a problem, knew the placement of his scars, and apparently knew his greatest kept secret. Jonouchi had a soft spot for men. It never really came up in day-to-day life. He really liked Mai so his bi-sexual nature was naturally hidden. He had never perused those feelings so this stranger shouldn't know. But he did. Jonouchi looked in those gray eyes and saw that knowledge hidden there, daring the blond to acknowledge it aloud. The way Lyric had spoken there was a hidden promise, when he said, "fulfill your dreams".
"I'm not going to kill my father. Even if he is a bastard."
"There you go again, thinking you have a choice to make. Good thing I saw that coming.I'm here to help you make the right choice remember that." He whispered before he snapped twice. A burly man entered dragging the form of Katsuyas' dad behind him. At the same time another door opened and a thin man pushed in a television on the cart. The burly man dropped the body on the floor and left. The thin man also took his leave by way of another door. "I did say I had seen where you lived, right? What do you think I was doing there?" Jonouchi stood up upon seeing his fathers crumpled body and suddenly realized he could easily shot at the reaction, his eyes flew to Lyric who just chuckled.
Lyric pulled a gun from his pocket and popped it open, showing his now attentive pupil, not only how such a thing was done but that it held only one bullet.
"You father went out this morning and pissed the day away getting drunk.on the way home to beat his son; however, he got jumped in an alley and shot. The police keep it quiet so as not to panic the normally peaceful city. The inheritance no one knew existed is transferred to his depressed son. Even with this money, though, the school understands that he has to provide for himself now and gives him special permission to work as an intern under my tutelage. The son feels pain and guilt over his fathers' death but finds to his surprise he actually enjoys his work. He can appreciate a job well done while providing for himself and his sister. He keeps his friends and attends his school as normal. When he graduates he does what he wishes and finds himself in many new and powerful positions, with many loves of his choice. That is the scenario that your life will take if you do as I say."
"I won't kill my dad."
"In scenario number two, you refuse to kill your dad. (He turns on the television, and the screen lights up with an unconscious Serenity in the arms of the thin man from earlier. His right hand poised at her throat with a long knife, and gives a thumbs up sign with his left.)"
"Serenity!!!" Shouts Jonouchi in anguish, seeing his sister manhandled. Lyric ignores his out burst and continues.
"You wake up in jail with the blood of your murdered sister and father on your clothes. The police have your prints on the knife and even a witness that identifies you as her attacker. Your friends turn against you, ashamed for ever being acquainted with you, and you are put to death before leaving your teens alone and broken." Lyric hands Jonouchi the gun.
"Me handing you the gun is the signal. If you don't shoot your father in the next (checks watch) fifteen seconds, you will be without a sister. The same thing goes if you miss or shoot me."
Jonouchis' eyes looked to the screen and sure enough the lips of the man were counting down.ten, nine, eight, seven. He looked at the lackeys. Some seemed poised to pounce on him, others ready to shoot him or his father. Back to the TV. Four, two, One. He skipped three! That son of a bitch skipped three! Panic welled in Jonouchi as he pictured his sisters cut throat, everyone thinking he was to blame. Time had run out! He threw his arm out, tears in his eyes and shot the man he called father.
Bang
The pool of blood was darker than the son would have imagined. He was a bastard but now there would never be a chance to build a relationship that wasn't shit. No apologies would ever be given. No love offered. Ever. It was almost amusing for the blond to realize he had those thoughts. So optimistic. Very foolish. In order to survive, in order for the great good to triumph, painful sacrifices had to be made. He checked the television and saw to his relief the knife on the floor, the tin man looking bored and his sister alive. Somehow he couldn't smile. He seemed to have forgotten how. He wanted to cry, about what he had done, his father, but he seemed to forget how to do that too.
Lyric patted him on the shoulder and it didn't feel unpleasant. It didn't feel like anything, really. The only important thing to him now was that his sister was alive and safe. He took the gun and put it back in the black haired mans hand.
"Anything else?"
"Welcome aboard. If you need any comforting, you'll always find that warm shoulder on me." Jonouchi sneered at the man. "That's your reaction now, but you'll come to me when you realize what good it will do you." The boy "tched" at this and just waited for the next instruction.
"You did very well for your first day. Doesn't it feel good to have made the right choice? You can head to school now. You wouldn't tell anyone about your new business interests now though or try to turn us in.we have some revealing pictures of your sister in lets just say, unflattering positions. You screw with your new family and your old family is made miserable. I know you don't want that. We'll deliver your sister back, untouched to her house. You'll come to this address in one week to start your internship (he hands him a card). I really do like you, Jonouchi, I'll take good care of you from now on."
Jonouchi turned on his heel with a "tch" and headed for the door. Some men followed him to drive him back to school.
Lyric looked at his watch.everything was going to schedule. Now he just had to get ready for that meeting. He chuckled at the fun he had today. Jonouchi was definitely a prize. Sure his heart just closed up a little bit, but it had to be done. It was just an initial reaction.he'd ease into the business smoothly. Maybe into his arms as well.
Jonouchi was rattled. Not just about what was being said, but the sudden realization at how much Lyric knew about him. He had known about his street reputation, his neighborhood, both things he could understand. Now though, he had just demonstrated he knew more. Lyric knew he had a sister, knew he had an abusive father, knew money and food was always a problem, knew the placement of his scars, and apparently knew his greatest kept secret. Jonouchi had a soft spot for men. It never really came up in day-to-day life. He really liked Mai so his bi-sexual nature was naturally hidden. He had never perused those feelings so this stranger shouldn't know. But he did. Jonouchi looked in those gray eyes and saw that knowledge hidden there, daring the blond to acknowledge it aloud. The way Lyric had spoken there was a hidden promise, when he said, "fulfill your dreams".
"I'm not going to kill my father. Even if he is a bastard."
"There you go again, thinking you have a choice to make. Good thing I saw that coming.I'm here to help you make the right choice remember that." He whispered before he snapped twice. A burly man entered dragging the form of Katsuyas' dad behind him. At the same time another door opened and a thin man pushed in a television on the cart. The burly man dropped the body on the floor and left. The thin man also took his leave by way of another door. "I did say I had seen where you lived, right? What do you think I was doing there?" Jonouchi stood up upon seeing his fathers crumpled body and suddenly realized he could easily shot at the reaction, his eyes flew to Lyric who just chuckled.
Lyric pulled a gun from his pocket and popped it open, showing his now attentive pupil, not only how such a thing was done but that it held only one bullet.
"You father went out this morning and pissed the day away getting drunk.on the way home to beat his son; however, he got jumped in an alley and shot. The police keep it quiet so as not to panic the normally peaceful city. The inheritance no one knew existed is transferred to his depressed son. Even with this money, though, the school understands that he has to provide for himself now and gives him special permission to work as an intern under my tutelage. The son feels pain and guilt over his fathers' death but finds to his surprise he actually enjoys his work. He can appreciate a job well done while providing for himself and his sister. He keeps his friends and attends his school as normal. When he graduates he does what he wishes and finds himself in many new and powerful positions, with many loves of his choice. That is the scenario that your life will take if you do as I say."
"I won't kill my dad."
"In scenario number two, you refuse to kill your dad. (He turns on the television, and the screen lights up with an unconscious Serenity in the arms of the thin man from earlier. His right hand poised at her throat with a long knife, and gives a thumbs up sign with his left.)"
"Serenity!!!" Shouts Jonouchi in anguish, seeing his sister manhandled. Lyric ignores his out burst and continues.
"You wake up in jail with the blood of your murdered sister and father on your clothes. The police have your prints on the knife and even a witness that identifies you as her attacker. Your friends turn against you, ashamed for ever being acquainted with you, and you are put to death before leaving your teens alone and broken." Lyric hands Jonouchi the gun.
"Me handing you the gun is the signal. If you don't shoot your father in the next (checks watch) fifteen seconds, you will be without a sister. The same thing goes if you miss or shoot me."
Jonouchis' eyes looked to the screen and sure enough the lips of the man were counting down.ten, nine, eight, seven. He looked at the lackeys. Some seemed poised to pounce on him, others ready to shoot him or his father. Back to the TV. Four, two, One. He skipped three! That son of a bitch skipped three! Panic welled in Jonouchi as he pictured his sisters cut throat, everyone thinking he was to blame. Time had run out! He threw his arm out, tears in his eyes and shot the man he called father.
Bang
The pool of blood was darker than the son would have imagined. He was a bastard but now there would never be a chance to build a relationship that wasn't shit. No apologies would ever be given. No love offered. Ever. It was almost amusing for the blond to realize he had those thoughts. So optimistic. Very foolish. In order to survive, in order for the great good to triumph, painful sacrifices had to be made. He checked the television and saw to his relief the knife on the floor, the tin man looking bored and his sister alive. Somehow he couldn't smile. He seemed to have forgotten how. He wanted to cry, about what he had done, his father, but he seemed to forget how to do that too.
Lyric patted him on the shoulder and it didn't feel unpleasant. It didn't feel like anything, really. The only important thing to him now was that his sister was alive and safe. He took the gun and put it back in the black haired mans hand.
"Anything else?"
"Welcome aboard. If you need any comforting, you'll always find that warm shoulder on me." Jonouchi sneered at the man. "That's your reaction now, but you'll come to me when you realize what good it will do you." The boy "tched" at this and just waited for the next instruction.
"You did very well for your first day. Doesn't it feel good to have made the right choice? You can head to school now. You wouldn't tell anyone about your new business interests now though or try to turn us in.we have some revealing pictures of your sister in lets just say, unflattering positions. You screw with your new family and your old family is made miserable. I know you don't want that. We'll deliver your sister back, untouched to her house. You'll come to this address in one week to start your internship (he hands him a card). I really do like you, Jonouchi, I'll take good care of you from now on."
Jonouchi turned on his heel with a "tch" and headed for the door. Some men followed him to drive him back to school.
Lyric looked at his watch.everything was going to schedule. Now he just had to get ready for that meeting. He chuckled at the fun he had today. Jonouchi was definitely a prize. Sure his heart just closed up a little bit, but it had to be done. It was just an initial reaction.he'd ease into the business smoothly. Maybe into his arms as well.