Flashback

Chapter 6: Blade of Darkness

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Kouji squinted his eyes as light suddenly flooded the room. He soon felt the cold metal of a blade at his neck, and gasped quietly. He could feel warm breath on his ear as someone whispered into it.

"Time to smother the light . . ."

Kouji's eyes widened despite the blinding light. Just before the blade was sunk into his neck, the boy murmured, "K-Kouichi?"

The pressure of the blade slackened slightly. "Heh, yes. It's me, brother." Kouichi stood tall before the kneeling prisoner, sneering with a taunting grin.

"B-But . . . why?" Kouji stammered quietly.

Kouichi brushed his untidy bangs out of his eyes and chuckled. "Hahaha . . . Kouji, Kouji, Kouji . . . You just don't get it, do you? Light and dark, both are present at all times, so there is no imbalance. But to tell the truth, darkness is more powerful. You see, for light to be present, it has to have a source, like say, the sun. But if the sun were suddenly put out, darkness would reign. Darkness doesn't need a source to be present. It is simply in places where light can't reach. Do you see what I'm getting at?"

Kouji lowered his gaze to the cold stone floor and remained silent.

"You don't?" Kouichi inquired mockingly. "I'll spell it out for you. If I kill you, all light would be extinguished, and I mean all of it. Without any light, everything would die . . . " Kouichi's expression suddenly became softer with depression. "No one would live just to be hurt."

Kouichi's sneer returned as he pressed the blade against Kouji's throat. "Any last words?"

Kouji whimpered as the blade made a small trickle of blood drip down his neck.

"None?" the corrupted boy asked. "None at all? Well, I could just give you a nice, quick death. Just a swift slice and off with your head . . . Or I could make you suffer."

Kouichi ran the blade in rapid twists and curves on Kouji's cheek, composing the symbol of darkness in crimson cuts. A few tears spilled down the victim's face, smearing the thick, red liquid. Kouichi grinned as he kneeled before Kouji, and roughly wiped away the tears and blood on the boy's face, recieving more whimpers of pain.

Kouichi rose to his feet. "Now, time to die! Nice and slow . . ."

Kouji squeezed his eyes shut as Kouichi pressed the blade to his neck once more, slowly making a deep gash.

But Kouichi removed the blade as both boys heard a 'thunk' noise.

Kouji painfully opened his eyes . . .

It was Takuya!

"Kouichi . . ." Takuya muttered as he limped toward the keepers of light and dark.

Kouichi glared daggers at the newcomer. "You!"

"Yeah, it's me alright," Takuya continued to progress weakly.

Kouichi suddenly punched Takuya's face, making the brunette stagger backwards, almost falling over on his injured back.

Once Takuya had recovered from that attack, he grinned. "Shouldn't I be the one punching you?"

Kouichi's eyes narrowed, and with a swift motion of his hand, another set of shackles bound Takuya's wrists and ankles. The chains retracted, flinging Takuya against the stone wall, the brunette emitting a loud yelp.

Kouichi noticed Kouji's confused expression. "He hasn't told you? . . . About him and me?"

"KOUICHI!" Takuya yelled threateningly.

"Ahhh . . ." Kouichi taunted. "Struck a nerve?" The tormentor turned to Kouji. "We were lovers once." Kouichi stooped down on one knee, running two fingers down Takuya's face. "Isn't that right?"

Takuya looked away from the twins and muttered something.

Kouji could only stare at his brother and Takuya, dumbstruck. Kouichi laughed at his brother's stunned expression, then turned to Takuya, tilting the brunette's head upwards. "What was that Takuya?"

"I said . . . " Takuya seethed. "THAT YOU ARE THE ONE TO BLAME! TO BLAME FOR US!"

"Oh really?" Kouichi said cooly. "Why?"

"You used me . . ." Takuya muttered. "Just to make that guy jealous . . . and to make yourself feel better . . ."

Kouichi's eyes narrowed and he struck Takuya's face again, harder this time. But he quickly resumed his title as the 'tormentor'. He turned to Kouji. "Ever wonder how Takuya got so good in bed?"

"STOP IT KOUICHI!" Takuya screamed at him.

Kouji just sat there, looking away, pain etched across his features.

Kouichi smirked, then he grasped Takuya's face in his hands and harshly pressed his lips against the brunette's, forcing his toungue into the other's mouth. Takuya tried to break away, muffled crying noises escaping his throat and tears flowing freely down his face.

Kouichi finally broke the kiss several minutes later, still sneering. "You still taste good." He stepped in front of Kouji. "There will be light . . . no more!"

Kouichi lifted the blade above his head, then brought it down swiftly . . .

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Ritina: Teeheehee! Gore and suffering! Fun fun!

Allison: . . . (skooches away)

Kouji: Ritina, (sniff), you are so cruel.

Takuya: (hugs Kouji) Don't cry!

Kouichi: Did you just . . . turn me into a perverted bad guy?! Oo

Ritina: Teeheehee! I feel happy!

Kouichi: . . .