They were large and they reminded him of something. But...how did they know of him being the cat?! He knew they said that deliberately to taunt him, but no one other than the Sohma's knew that secret.
His head snapped up, 'That can only mean...!' His amber eyes grew slightly wider as the door opened with a loud clank.
"Well, well," A voice wavered through the air to him, ensnaring him in the trap he had plotted out. "Looks like the kitty-cat figured out just what is going on."
Kyou's eyes narrowed at this as he hissed through clenched teeth, "Akito."
Chapter 4:
Akito laughed darkly as he grinned, reaching behind himself to pull out a hip, one with metal tips at the end which would sting and cut deep into the wound.
Kyou bit his lip until it bled and let out a suppressed scream. He wouldn't give Akito the pleasure of hearing him scream, the pleasure of knowing how much it hurt. 'Damnit, it hurts!' He said before driving the thought away. He couldn't register the pain if he didn't think about it, right?
Wrong.
He felt the blood running down his back and heard the whip fall with a thud to the floor. He looked up through orange hair plastered to his face by the cold sweat he had shed. He was breathing heavily, his lashes welling up slightly from being torn so hideously. He felt his body lean forward, not going to collapse on the floor because of the metal biting into his wrists.
His eyes fluttered slightly as his vision danced.
"Who am I?" Akito questioned with dark pleasure dancing between the syllables. "Who am I, cat?" He questioned with distaste as he punctuated his point with a sharp kick to Kyou's rib cage.
The teenager winced, pain throbbing and pulsing through his body. "D-Damn you Akito…!" He hissed, baring his sharp fangs at the person he had long before dubbed in his mind if not out loud, a bastard.
"Wrong answer." Akito hissed as he grabbed a handful of Kyou's hair and jerked his head back and pushed him against the wall. He took out a dagger hidden in the many layers of his clothing and unsheathed it. He let the blade's shine dance around the walls from the light reflecting on its surface.
He brought it up to his lips, licking the blade like a maniac with a malicious glint in his eyes. "Do tell," The other man questioned, "Does it hurt?" He laughed darkly as he brought the blade down, trailing from the cat's neck past his collarbone and towards his abdomen, the shirt tearing from the sharpness. He smiled, thrusting the knife's blade into the teenager's abdomen with a quick and sharp thrust.
Kyou's eyes widened and his mouth formed a silent scream that didn't reach his vocal cords before curling himself into a slight ball to try and stop the pain, the knife still there. His form shook and he gulped, blood from his bitten lip flooding his taste bloods. He coughed and fell forward slightly, energy spent.
Akito bent down and let his fingers trail the line of the blade's path against Kyou's well-toned skin. His hands flittered above the hilt and he gripped it tightly, pushing it in slightly and getting a moan before pulling it out, slowly and loving every sound of pain coming from the panting teenager.
He laughed, licking some of the blood that stained the knife. He bent down before the cat, grinning again. "Now, who was I again?" He questioned, fingers lingering the knife slightly in a silent warning to the teenager to say a word wrong or out of place. "Who is you master, cat?"
Kyou bowed his head before Akito pulled his hair slightly again and bit his tongue, letting his tears fall slowly down his cheeks. "Y-you are." He choked out.
Akito grinned.
TBC
Author's note:
Muahahah! Another evil cliffhanger! Muahah! I made this one longer than I thought it would be (yea!) and I'm surprised I have the time to type this. I think I'm on a record so far! Very sorry for it being as short as some people would think, but it takes a lot of energy to type and all. Thank you everyone for the reviews that I've gotten. It makes me so happy! . Thanks for the support and I love reviews!
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