Ch 4: The Attack
"Things are not progressing as planned. I am afraid that the subjects will starve and perish before demonstrating any signs of violence,"
"Give it more time. Under these conditions, slight insanity is expected to appear at any time now."
"And what if it doesn't? What if the subjects trust each other too much?"
"Don't worry about them. They are naïve. It doesn't matter if they trust each other; that trust can be broken. The only thing that matters at this point is whether or not they trust you."
"But what about- wait- interruption-"
"Hello? Hello? Come in! Are you there-"
CLICK
The thought filled Kyo with ecstasy. An insane, twisted grin spread across his face as he quietly snuck up behind the former rat. Yuki was muttering something under his breath, covering one ear. Kyo would usually wonder what he was doing, but he was too wrapped up in his plan to notice.
Just as Kyo was about to throw a punch to Yuki's back, planning to knock his wind out, Yuki turned around, with a scared and surprised, but sheepish look on his face, like he was hiding something.
"Kyo, I-" he began, but was never able to finish, because Kyo promptly socked Yuki in the bridge of the nose, as hard as he possibly could.
Yuki's hands flew to his nose, then pulled them away to fight back. His nose was obviously broken; it was now misshapen, with blood trickling down to his chin.
A look of rage crossed Yuki's face, a very rare thing for the "prince." He then grabbed Kyo's arm and twisted it, pulling Kyo to the ground, screaming in agony. Kyo, however, kicked Yuki in the groin, causing Yuki to release his arm and bend over. Kyo stood up, holding his arm, in which he felt a white-hot pain. He punched Yuki in the jaw with his good hand, and Yuki fell to the ground. He stepped on Yuki's neck, and despite his pleas, Kyo was about to press, with all of his weight, suffocating him, when he heard,
"Stop!" Kyo whirled his head around, to see Tohru, looking shocked and disturbed. "This had gone too far! I've always hated it when you two fought, but I never thought that… this would happen!" Kyo then came back to his senses and realized what he was doing. His jaw dropped and his eyes grew wide. He couldn't believe what he was about to do to Yuki.
"I… I guess I… took it too far… I mean, Yuki… I… I'm…sorry, I just… I don't even know what came over me."
And it was true. Although he despised his cousin, he never actually wanted to hurt him… that much. He never actually hated him enough to actually kill him, or attempt to…
Kyo removed his foot from Yuki's neck, his whole body trembling. Yuki sat up, the crimson blood still trickling from his nose.
Tohru tore off part of her pajama pant and handed it to Yuki.
"Here," she said, "please, clean yourself up."
He obeyed, and wiped away the blood.
Although the pain in Kyo's arm had reduced to a dull throb, he still needed some relief. As if she had read his mind, Tohru tore another large strip of fabric, which Kyo tied around his arm and shoulder to make a crude sling.
"Why don't we all just go to bed now… everything will be alright… it's alright…" Tohru's voice trailed off. She sounded like she was about to have a nervous breakdown. That's when Kyo saw something on the other side of the room that had been there before…
"What's that?" He said. He didn't want to sound over optimistic, but it looked just like…
"Food!" said Tohru, "oh thank God, we're saved!" the three of them swarmed over to the food. There were sandwiches for all three of them, and various kinds of fruit.
They ate extremely quickly, not caring if food got on their faces or their clothes. They were so hungry that nothing else mattered.
There were also three bottles of water, which they downed in about one gulp. It was only afterwards that they began to think, "why would the food come now, after a fight?" and, "what if it was poisoned?" But these thoughts were silenced as they fell into a restless, disturbed sleep.