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Warning: Mild language, violence, sexual content between males, suggested incest, and disturbing imagery. If any of this bothers you, do not read.

A Little LUCK:

No Luck, I Won't Fit

"Ow, I won't fit," Aya yelled as Crawford tried shoving him into the vent. His shoulders were to broad they kept getting stuck on the ledge.

"Damn it," Crawford growled. "There's no way out." They had spent what had seemed like a day trying to figure out ways to escape from the small cell. They had no concept of time since there was no clock or windows. Crawford reluctantly pulled Aya out of the vent as they both collapsed on the floor panting for breath.

"It's no use. I'll never get out to see my sister again." Aya gritted his teeth in frustration.

"You care an awful lot about your sister don't you? I don't understand; I could care less about my family."

"She's all I have left even if she is in a coma. I live to protect her." He was bored. Having no food, water, or decent company was getting to him.

"They're not going to feed us any time soon, are they?" Aya asked as his stomach growled.

"No, but they'll make sure we live. They don't want us dead."

"I understand why they want Schwarz, but why do they want us?"

"Because you are all trained. You know how to use your weapons and you use them well." Crawford explained as he ran his hands through his dark brown hair.

"Just tell me, with all your great visions, how could you not see that those guys were freaks? I can't see the future, and even I can tell just from a few seconds with L.U.C.K. that something isn't right with them," Aya sneered at Crawford.

"Shut up, bastard." Crawford spat as he turned his head away. Bothmen sat in silence as they glared at different walls.

000

"Ah, ha, ha!" Lucious laughed madly as he danced around the darkly lit bedroom. "You should have seen Crawford's face when he saw what I was going to do. He just stood there in shock as he let the leader of Weiss cut him up. He didn't see it coming until it was too late, Cat." Lucious cupped Cat's chin in his hands and looked into his eyes. Cat stared back into the golden brown eyes. He had always loved Lucious even if he knew his love would never be returned. For Lucious loved only one person and that was himself. Everyone else was just another means to an end. Lucious called them his teammates but in reality they weren't much different from the brainwashed men who served them. Cat sat down quietly on Lucious's king sized bed. Everything in the room was black from the comforter to the walls. He stretched out on the bed he had shared many times with his leader.

"You know what we need?" Lucious stated as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"What?" Cat asked reluctantly. He was always afraid when Lucious started getting ideas.

"A larger dungeon."

"I think the size of it is just fine." Cat was slightly relieved it wasn't a torture chair like the last time. He shivered as he remembered Kiss and Uncle tying him down and having their fun while Lucious watched from the corner.

"No, it's not right. We only have a main room, two cells, and Uncle's room. It's not enough. I want it to be bigger," Lucious whined. "We could have the army build some more cells. Then we could brainwash more people!" Lucious said excitedly as he moved on top of him.

"We're not building an army, so we can use them for useless labor. Remember your plans on taking over the world."

"Don't you dare tell me what to do!" Lucious snapped as he wrapped his hands around Cat's neck. Cat gasped as he felt the oxygen quickly leaving his body. "Tell me, Cat, how does it feel to have nine lives?" Lucious whispered into his hair as he loosened his grip. "You know, Cat, you're my favorite. Do you know why?" He finally let go of his neck as Cat desperately tried to breathe.

"No," Cat choked. It hadn't been the first time he had faced death, and at Lucious's hands.

"Because you're already dead, Cat. Yet you keep hanging on to your pathetic existence. You're not like Uncle, Kiss, or me."

"Hmm, I guess that's a matter of opinion." Cat responded; he knew Lucious was just trying to goad him.

"After I have my way with you I want you and Kiss to water the pets," Lucious demanded as he grabbed Cat by the back of the head and forcefully kissed him. Yes, this was the way he liked it being punished and used. After all it was what he deserved, he thought as Lucious bit into his lip and pulled away. Cat could feel the blood trickling down his chin as he looked up into the passive face.

"Lucious," he gasped.

"Why did I have to be cursed with such a deviant little brother. I guess it's lucky for both of us that I'm here to punish you." Lucious sneered as he licked the blood off his brother's chin.

000

"Ken!" Omi gasped as he watched the men march in with Ken's bruised and battered body. Ken's lips were bruised and his cheeks were red. The men threw him ruthlessly on the hard concrete. Omi shuddered as he looked down at the many bruises and scrapes on Ken's body. The men in cloaks filed out of the room.

"Ken!" Youji yelled as he cradled Ken's lifeless body in his arms. Omi went over to look into Ken's blank eyes. He had been with that freak named Uncle for too long. Now he lay there in Youji's arm's staring up at them with empty eyes.

"Ken!" Omi yelled as he tried to get his attention. Ken didn't blink or even finch at the sound of his name.

"Oh, no, he's dead," Omi cried.

"No, he's still breathing." Youji whispered in confusion.

"Shut up and just leave him alone. That's all he wants." Schuldig mumbled as he rubbed his temples.

"What the hell did that freak do to him, Schuldig?" Youji demanded looking threateningly.

"I don't want to talk about it and I don't have to." Schuldig yelled back turning his back to them.

"Uncle, hurt God!" Farfarello's creepy voice rang out from the corner.

"Shut up." Omi spat as he shook, wanting to pound Farfarello's face into the ground but being too afraid to go into the dark corner.

"Water time, boys!" A cheerful voice chirped from outside the cell. Omi looked up to see the blue haired boy with pigtails in a schoolgirl uniform standing next to the tall slender man with short black hair and yellow eyes staring in at them. Omi shivered as he covered himself from their leering eyes. Kiss slowly made his way into the cell with a huge hose in his hands. Nagi stood up with his hands in front him as his hair began to rise.

"Oh, no, you don't, freak boy!" Kiss yelled as he flipped on the switch to the hose. The force of the water was so harsh it knocked Nagi back and to the wall, and the rest of them as well. All of them tried to avoid the spray except Ken and Nagi who lay motionless on the floor. Omi mustered as much strength as he could and hurled himself on Ken to protect him from the blast. The tiny drain in the room couldn't handle all of the water and the room began to flood. The water quickly raised to their ankles.

"That's enough, Kiss. I think the pets should have enough to drink for now." Cat said coldly as he looked at all of them as though they were nothing more than pathetic worms.

"Oh, but I'm having such fun." Kiss whined as he shut off the house. None of them had enough strength to get up and attack the two men. "We have to go water some other pets. Don't worry though I will be back to play with you later." Kiss said as he blew Youji another kiss. Bothmen left the room unharmed shutting the cell door behind them.

"Water!" Schuldig gasped as he ducked his head toward the floor and began lapping at the water. The rest of them soon followed suit. Omi felt like a dog lapping up his water, but he didn't care it felt good on his dry throat. Youji slowly crawled towards him and Ken.

"He needs water." Youji said looking at the still motionless Ken. Omi scooped up some water as Youji helped him support Ken. He slowly forced the water down Ken's throat and was relieved when he noticed Ken swallowed it.

"Oh, Ken, just talk to me," He cried as he held the brunette close to him. Ken still refused to talk as he drank the water greedily.

"I thought I told you to give it up. He's gone. He's lost it, so just let him slip away," Schuldig said staring at Omi coldly.

"He doesn't know what he's talking about just ignore him, Omi. Ken's just in a little shock that's all," Youji explained. Omi looked down at Ken doubtfully. Ever since he had known Ken not once had Ken acted disturbed by what he saw. They had seen a lot in their days as assassins, so what could have possibly put Ken into a state of shock?

"I never said he was in shock. I said he didn't want to talk." Schuldig hissed at him. "Although I must say whatever went on in that room disturbed him beyond belief."

"Ken's not easily disturbed." Omi snapped not wanting to believe Schuldig.

"Well, I don't blame him. I'm disturbed too," Schuldig whispered.

TBC