Captive Butterfly

Author Notes: Thank you soooo much OmegaScorpio for betaing my fic! Many hugs! XD ...Read...read and I again thank OmegaScorpio for the betaing! XD Thanks everyone else for your reviews... hope you all like this chapter! Also check my main page for a fanart I made of this fic!

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Chapter 3

It was only after the amethyst-eyed man had disappeared from sight when Hisoka shook himself to reality and cursed. He was still lost. With a sigh he realized then that he should have at least asked for directions to the dorms, but it had slipped his mind completely when he got lost in those beautiful eyes.

He frowned and rubbed his forehead. He didn't need these thoughts. He just wanted to go rest and be alone but for some reason he knew that wasn't going to happen.

"Hey! Hisoka-san!" A voice called to him from down the hallway. It had its annoying familiarity and Hisoka groaned in annoyance as he saw Glenn walking towards him.

Yet now he could find his way back to his dorm room. "G-Glenn." He muttered and sighed. He actually didn't want to talk to him so he kept himself quiet as the boy approached him with a smile.

"How are you feeling Hisoka-san? I was just about to come see how you were doing," He said, his brows furrowed with concern. "Well you must be better since Watari-san let you leave," he added.

"I'm better." Hisoka stated.

Glenn smiled more and Hisoka winced, idly wondering how much more smiling it would take for his face to crack...

"That's good! So are you well enough to come to class? It is your first day and I wouldn't think being late would be a good start. Although Tsuzuki-san is sometimes late and he's our teacher!" Glenn laughed slightly yet seemed to refrain himself from touching Hisoka.

Hisoka gave an awkward smile and shook his head. "I really think I should go to my room and rest. I didn't get much sleep last night and I feel I should catch up on some lost sleep."

"I see." Glenn smiled still. "I can walk you back to your room if you want. Just to make sure you'll be ok. It's my duty as head of the dorms to make sure all students are ok! Ok so maybe my responsibilities aren't that big but I'm a nice guy and I don't like seeing people sick!"

Hisoka couldn't believe that someone rambled on this much. He simply nodded slowly. "I do need to be shown back to my room since I haven't got a chance to look around yet…" He admitted.

This was a slightly frustrating moment since people just seemed to drag on the conversation instead of getting to the point. Sure, he had a short temper and a wrath to match, but he didn't let on that he was very angry. He just wanted to go back to his room but Glenn wouldn't shut up.

"Hmm, that's right! I think we have to arrange a tour for you, that is when your better!" He exclaimed with a grin on his face.

Hisoka wanted to slap some sense into this boy and make him just show him to his room without talking his ear off. This was getting ridiculous. Glenn was a nice person but was very verbal and he tended to ramble.

Hisoka closed his eyes for a moment and looked back at Glenn. "I'm sure I can make out fine on my own. I just have to-." Hisoka started but the more-than-a-little grumpy boy was quickly interrupted.

"No, no! It would be much more fun to show you around. You know get to know some other people as well. Meet the teachers, staff, and anyone else. It would be easier that way!" Glenn exclaimed excitedly, oblivious to Hisoka's attempts to glare holes through his face.

"I'd really like to go back to my room." Hisoka grumbled.

"Oh!" Glenn laughed a bit. "Yes, that's right!" He then began to walk down the empty hallway and leading Hisoka back to his dorm room.

Hisoka sighed and was glad that Glenn finally got the hint and stopped rambling about things that he possibly couldn't do. He didn't like a lot of excitement or large, or even sometimes small groups of people. He just couldn't handle excited people, it was always that feeling of all the emotions flowing into him that made him get nauseous. If everyone at this school were all like Glenn he would be doomed.

He glanced up at the brown haired boy ahead of him and knew that the boy was excited pretty easily. He didn't even have to question how someone like him was the head of the dorms. He was overly outspoken and seemed to have a lot of school spirit. Hisoka knew this was the type of person he would definitely not get along with.

"Hmm, hey Hisoka-san?" Glenn asked looking behind at boy.

"What?"

Glenn stopped at turn to him taking out a folded paper and a pen from his pocket. "I need you to sign this." He stated holding out the paper and pen.

"Why?" Hisoka asked as he took the paper and pen.

"Ah-! Well you see it's something for class and I felt you should sign it now and I could hand it in for you!" Glenn smiled and rubbed the back of his head.

Hisoka really wasn't in the mood to argue or question this any further so he popped the top to the pen and wrote his name down on the paper then handed to back to Glenn. "Here."

Glenn stuffed the paper and pen back into his pocket and gestured for the boy to keep walking with him.

It wasn't really far to his room yet Hisoka's body just seemed to almost give out on him. He thanked Glenn hoping he would just leave and go to class but he didn't the boy was just to nice and had to make sure everything was ok.

Hisoka opened up the door and walked in. He slowly pulled off his shoes and glanced back at Glenn quietly.

"So yeah. I'll bring you your lunch later! I'll bring a few friends with me and get them to meet you! It might make you feel better with some company." Glenn offered.

Hisoka wanted to seriously kick Glenn out of his room and tell him to leave him the hell alone but his mind and body rejected the thought. He nodded a bit and he sat slowly on his bed.

"I'll make sure Tsuzuki-san knows that you won't be in class today but I think Tatsumi-san was going to tell him. But I'm sure he'll be disappointed he loves having new students join the class. Although technically I'm not in your class I'm in the grade ahead, Tsuzuki-san is really cool. He's one of the best teachers here!" Glenn explained with a happy sigh.

A teacher cool?

Hisoka couldn't believe what he was hearing. He figured that all teachers were strict and pushy. He figured this Tsuzuki Asato would be like he imagined all teachers. Though, he never had been taught by a teacher before, it had always been his father. And nothing could be worse than his father.

He remembered being a small child and a tall imposing shadow asked him history questions. He couldn't remember just what he was learning at that time but he remembered giving the wrong answers and getting hit for it. At that time it didn't occur to him that maybe his father hated him, his only thoughts were that he had let his proud father down and was being punished for it. From then on he strived to know everything for fear of getting hurt again, and maybe... maybe to prove to his father that he too belonged in the Kurosaki bloodline.

"Hisoka-san?"

Hisoka closed his eyes.

"H-Hisoka-san?"

Hisoka snapped his eyes back open and looked up at the dark haired boy who still stood at the doorway. "Yes?"

"You kind of dazed out there I thought you were going to faint again. I was just saying I had to get going since class is about start. I'll be back at lunch to visit you though." Glenn smiled a bit and waved to the boy.

Hisoka waved back weakly and lay back on he bed as he heard the door shut.

"I can't believe it. He just wouldn't shut up." Hisoka muttered to himself and pulled himself up to the pillow and cuddled his face against the soft pillow. "I don't know how much I can take of this."

He closed his eyes sleepily only to find himself drifting off to sleep. He never really fell asleep this fast in a long time. Even when he was home he seemed to never sleep. His thoughts would just increase in his mind leaving him wide-awake to question them.

Flashes of silver. The white glare of moonlight on white, and...

A voice. A cold, sickly-sweet soul that gripped his spine with cold fingers- paralyzing him.

No one loves you.

Pitiful boy. None will feel for this body of yours…

No one loves you the way you are…

Who would want to look twice at you?

…No one thinks you're beautiful.

This voice, this voice that was no longer sweet, echoed through his head. He couldn't place whose voice it was but their words. Those words, those cruel words. They were true... all true.

His hands were cold, yet his touch was unusually gentle. Hisoka could feel them caressing over his body, touching him when they shouldn't have. The words he spoke and the caressing hands were enough to make him scream but when he opened and closed his mouth not even a whimper escaped his throat.

He felt his breath move towards his lips.

...Feel ashamed… your body… No one loves…

Hisoka shot up in his bed. He swiped at his face angrily to rid himself of the falling tears then pulled his knees to his chest, slowly rocking back and forth to calm himself. He hated crying. Crying only proved to him that those dream word were true, that he was pitiful.

The nightmare was so real though, just like all the others he had. Those words of cruelty always cut deep and he could only feel the truth behind them. His dreams had started to become more frequent as he slept- or rather they were nightmares. They were getting worse... his dreams- nightmares, every night he'd see more, feel more, bleed more. The words got harsher, the hands colder and the pain... How was it possible for people to be so cruel even as he slept?

He remembered now why he could not trust anyone around him. In the end there was nothing but pain. No one could love him, no one would want him.

He let out a shaky breath and wiped away the last of the tears from his face. He had felt so relaxed when he had drifted off to sleep... He snorted; he should have known it was too good to be true...

Those mocking words entered his mind again and the lean boy groaned. They all rang true and they all hurt. Why...

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a continuous knocking began at his door. He made his way across the still bare room and opened the door to see Glenn with a tray in hand. Hisoka hid slightly behind the door and peaked at him.

"I brought you you're lunch Hisoka-san!" Glenn smiled.

Hisoka forced a small and absolutely fake smile. "Yeah, thanks."

Glenn, instead of handing Hisoka the tray, burst into the room and set his tray on the desk near his bed. "I'll eat lunch with you! I need to ask some questions too!"

Hisoka just now noticed the other tray Glenn held and he wanted to slap himself to make sure this wasn't just another nightmare. He walked over to his bed and watched as Glenn pulled a chair near the bed.

"A-ah. I don't mind eating alone you know…" Hisoka muttered but he didn't think Glenn heard him as the boy started talking about something else.

"Tsuzuki-san was really sad when he found out you weren't feeling well. He said he hopes you feel well soon," Glenn said in between chew of his sandwich. "Hmm, I also wanted to mention to you that there are going to be a ton of activities and events currently going on at the school. I was wondering what you're interested in and I could get you involved in them." Glenn then snickered slightly but then stopped himself and looked at Hisoka who stood there with a confused look.

"Uh- No thank you. I'm not really interested in participating in any activity at all right now..." Hisoka stated.

"What? You're not interested?" Glenn almost pouted but quickly abandoned the thought in favor of eating the sandwich.

"No." Hisoka sat at the edge of his bed and looked down at the floor.

Glenn sighed. "That's too bad. You must care about your studies more then? Right?"

Hisoka nodded slowly but he didn't really care either way. He didn't care for getting a good grade or if he was popular. Right now he didn't know what he wanted. His life was already messed up enough... The last thing he needed was something else to add to the list.

Glenn tilted his head. "Hmm, You're quiet."

Hisoka frowned and looked at Glenn. "So?"

"Well, just saying." He laughed slightly.

Hisoka didn't feel like responding to that. This boy was too rude and outspoken.

"That was good! Aren't you going to eat?" He asked as he stretched. "You should try to eat something. I brought you something that might be easy on you since you're sick."

"It's ok. I'll eat some later."

The dark eyed boy shrugged. "Alright that's fine then," He stood up with his nearly empty tray. "I have to be going. I'm in the drama club we're in the process of choosing a play to do. I was going to discuss it with the others. Well, see you later Hisoka-san."

Hisoka nodded and watched Glenn leave his room for the second time that day. He really wished he would stay away from him, but it was the annoyingly extroverted people like him that wouldn't leave no matter what he did or said.

He got up and wandered over to the window and pushed it open letting the cool breeze blow into the room. He sighed and leaned against the ledge of the window. He blinked as he saw a small bug land on his hand.

"A butterfly…at this time of year?"

It was so... beautiful. Its colors were so vibrant and pure.

He cupped the butterfly in his hands and lifted the creature closer to his face. Wide, emerald eyes observed the butterfly's large green and blue wings that were tipped with black and speckled with color. Gently he smoothed a finger down the black abdomen of the butterfly. It was so strange, the kinds of myths that were made up about butterflies never really made much sense, he never asked his parents about them either because... He shook his head and returned his eyes to the butterfly's wings. Some myths told them to be witches, others that a butterfly was merely a sign of longliveity, but the myth that always caught his attention was the one that claimed butterflies to be dead souls that waited to pass through Purgatory. A drawn out sigh escaped his lips, what did it matter anyways? It was just a butterfly...

"You're lucky," the boy whispered. "I wish I could be free, like you. I wish I could do whatever I wished... like you..." With that he stretched his arms out the window and opened his hands to let the butterfly fly off into the sky. It's colors shining from its wings from sun but its small form was soon out of sight.

"Beautiful…."

tbc...

What can be plotted for the next chapter...hmmm...hehe... Anyways got any comments for this chapter? Review if you like!