Rim: Man…just can't think straight with me working on half of this chapter in class, B.T. please don't kill me I got bored! Now that I've whined, thanks to all my reviews and it seems that everyone likes Konan! I promise I will keep killing the sweet bunny out of my head. I should probably warn everyone that this chapter is going to have some evil material, so enjoy the little sadism in my head.
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Kenny stared up at the Russian prince, whose eyes were like cold liquid fire, blazing and scorching him with fury while Tala had him pinned to the bed. The red head smirked, seeing the disbelief flickering within the lithe brunette's eyes. Oh, how he was definitely enjoying this. The look of betrayal and horror at the news he was bringing. If he played his cards right, he would get what he want and then he could forget about the brunette without having to worry about the fury clenching his heart.
"You haven't said it yet," Tala smirked, the wolfish grin stretching wider across his face.
"It's not true," Kenny whispered, shaking his head back and forth. The tears shimmering in his eyes continued to fall, soaking into the bed under him. "It's not…you're lying…m-my brother w-would n-n-never a-abandon m-m-me like that."
"Oh, is that what you think?" Tala questioned. "You think that you're so special to your brother that he wouldn't up and leave you if he found a chance for himself to escape?"
"Yes!" Kenny shouted at Tala. "He's not a cold hearted bastard like you!"
"My, my," Tala chuckled. "Such detestable language coming from your lips, little prince, what would others say of it? Do I have to teach you a lesson, little boy?" Releasing one of his hands on the grip he had on Kenny's hands, Tala lifted his hand into the air, before allowing it to sail across Kenny's cheek. The brunette whimpered, sobbing at the burning pain.
"I hate you!" Kenny sniffled.
"Hate me then," Tala growled. "Do you think that I care?" Repeating his action, Tala savored the red bruising the younger prince's cheek. Kenny broke eye contact with Tala, trying to bite back the sobs rocking his body. Tala leaned down, recapturing Kenny's hand then tried to make eye contact with his prey. "Little prince, are you done yet? That was certainly short lived, wasn't it?"
"Please…stop," Kenny cried, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Stop? Do you really think I'm going to stop now at this point?" Tala smirked. "I haven't got an answer yet to my question. Your brother has abandoned you, and left. You haven't told me how the pain of betrayal feels yet."
"He hasn't abandoned me…he'll come back for me," Kenny whispered.
"Give up your hopeless wishing," Tala sneered. "He's not going to come back for you, nor is he bringing help. It's over he's left you to be my prey."
"He'll come back…" Kenny said softly. "I know he will."
Tala growled, his plan not at all going the way he wanted it to. Why did he have so much faith in his brother? He bet the older of the two princes wasn't kidnapped; it was definitely a plan to get him far from the Russian palace. So why did this boy think his brother couldn't do harm and abandon him? Was it because of growing up in Japan as the boy mentioned. Did they really have such a strong bond that this boy couldn't believe that his brother was never coming back for him.
"You stupid fool!" Tala barked. "If you keep believing those little fairytales about siblings are suppose to stick together and shit like that, you're going to get burned. You're going to fall and no one will be there to pick you back up! You're going to be alone, left with your bitter feelings and then you'll die!"
"Is that what it's like for you, Tala," Kenny questioned softly, turning his eyes back to the wild wolf above him. "Is that how your heart really feels under that block of ice you've trapped yourself in?"
"Is that how I feel?" Tala laughed. "Why would I feel like that? I've never wanted anything from Kai, I never will. He's insignificant to my life! I've gone through this life without having to depend on anyone. I will continue to do so. Don't make me laugh by saying if that's how I feel. You know nothing, you stupid, weak prey."
"Am I really so stupid Tala? Am I really as stupid to believe in someone I love?" Kenny asked, not afraid anymore of the look that pinned him to the bed. He could see past the ice, past the anger and rage, and see that there was definitely something under it all. Something that made him sad, and almost pity the older prince that was holding him hostage in his own room. "Tell me about it."
"Tell you about what?" Tala demanded.
"Tell me about what has eaten at your heart so much that you can no longer reach out to others around you? That encased your heart in this ice that you would rather use to freeze away the tears rather than letting them show?" Kenny wondered.
"Shut up! You don't know anything," Tala sneered. At the boy's words, an image flashed through his mind as it had earlier that morning. A pair of brown eyes which always looked past him, no matter what he did. Even when he hit the person those eyes belonged to, the eyes always stared past him, even when he wrapped his hands around that individual's neck. Even when the last breath was extinguished from the body, those glazed brown eyes never saw him. "Do you think you know a damn thing about me? You don't! You never will!"
"I don't know because you won't tell me," Kenny countered. "Tala, you don't have to keep it to yourself anymore. I'll listen to you."
"Shut your mouth boy," Tala snapped.
"Please tell me, Tala," Kenny begged. "I want to help you. I want you to be free to smile and laugh. I want to be your friend again."
"Friend? I never had friends. Friends are weaknesses that you prey have in order to not be picked off so easily. You think friends can help me get what I want? No one but me can get what I want!" To prove his point, Tala moved his left hand from around Kenny's wrist. The hand moving to the beginning of the brunette's robe and ripping the material right down the middle, revealing the milky skin that laid underneath.
"Tala!" Kenny's voice hitched in apprehension, seeing the predator glare dancing within the icy eyes above him. The pupils within the eyed shrank, giving the already wild prince the gaze of an animal that was ready to swoop in for the kill.
"You kept wondering what I wanted from you," Tala smirked. "Well this is what it is. The thing that I've wanted since you were shown to me was this. I want to break you in half this way."
"Don't!" Kenny squirmed under the red head, put Tala climbed over him, pinning his body to the bed with the extra weight. "Stop! Please don't!"
"That's right, fight me, it makes things better," Tala said huskily, dipping down to kiss at the exposed skin, his hand pushing away the ruined material to taste the fear seething off the smaller body. "That's right…that's how I like my prey. Willing to fight back futilely only to be subdued by my sheer power."
"Stop!" Kenny screamed, feeling the mouth on his skin bite him on the shoulder. Tala licked at the new bite, continuing his way upwards to the neck which beckoned at him. The tongue lapping at the neck, his teeth scrape over the flesh exposed to him. "Please stop Tala!"
"Never, not until I sate myself with you, then I can toss you away once I'm done. I've had enough of waiting, of having your damn brother stop me every time I get close to what I want. But not anymore," Tala let go of Kenny's hands to remove the ripped clothing, tugging at the pants which remained.
"No!" Kenny tried pushing the red head away to no avail. Kenny squirmed, hoping to push himself from under Tala. "Please don't…"
"Shut up," Tala growled. He impatiently arched the boy's body against his, peeling off the pants which were left and tossing them aside.
When he was done, Tala released the boy, climbing off the bed. Amusingly watching Kenny crawl away from him, trying his best to cover his body with his hands before grabbing a pillow. His eyes roamed over the shivering teen, not saying a word while he removed his clothing.
Kenny stared at the door behind Tala, wanting to have something which separated them, but he didn't dare move. Then again, he might not have been able to try if he wanted to. His body felt as if paralysis had settled, his only option was to sit there wondering what Tala might do to him.
"What are you doing?" Kenny questioned, his voice quivering out of fear.
"Undressing, what does it look like?" Tala rolled his eyes, pulling off his boots and then tugging off the material he wore and tossed it on the floor once the boots he wore were off.
"Put your clothes back on," Kenny demanded feebly, turning his eyes away with a blush. Though he had seen his brother naked plenty of times, this was completely different; it made him feel more apprehensive than he already was.
"What's wrong, little prince?" Tala mocked, noting the aversion of eyes from him. "Am I making you anxious? Did you want me to do it with my clothes still on?"
"Do what?" Kenny pushed himself away until his back hit the headboard. "What do you plan to do with me…?"
"You're about to find out," Tala chuckled, climbing back on the bed with quickness and over to the brunette that was staring at him with wide, petrified blue eyes. Easily taking the pillow out of Kenny's grasp, Tala pulled the Japanese prince into his lap, ignoring the whimpers of fear and jerking associated with the boy wanting to be let go. "Now how about we get started?"
"Stop! Don't!" Kenny pleaded.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine soon," Tala said, pushing the brunette back on the bed. Tala recaptured the brunette's hands above his head, moving down until he was between Kenny's legs. The younger prince thrashed, trying to kick his legs from where they were placed on Tala's hips.
"Please stop! Please!" Kenny begged.
Outside the room, a passing maid was carrying a basin down the hallway when she heard a scream not unlike that of a banshee's cry, losing her grip on the basin that hit the stone floor with a dull thud. Quickly picking up the object she dropped startled by the sound, she rushed on her way, not sticking around to hear the sobs which followed. Back inside the room, Tala was braced over the brunette, blood seeping into the silk sheets under them. Tala's eyes stared down at the naked teen under him.
"Please," Kenny choked.
"Don't worry, you're going to enjoy this, I promise you," Tala said, beginning to move against the sobbing teen.
Kenny shut his eyes, trying to be in another place, some place far from where he was now, but the burning feeling that was splitting him in half would not quell. It ran rampant up his spine, more so when Kenny felt Tala move. Was this what it took to find out about the other sides Tala withheld from the world?
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Tyson's eyes snapped open when he heard the door to the room squeaked open. Sitting up from where he laid on the bed, Tyson found a figure coming into the room. His eyes narrowed, seeing the moonlight haired baron walk into the room, a smug smile crossing his lips. Pale eyes studied Tyson; behind the look was amusement and lust. The door shut automatically behind the baron, sealing the Japanese prince in the room with Bryan.
"Sleep well, my dear prince?" Bryan asked.
"I should have known that you were behind this? Where am I?" Tyson snapped. "You're the only person stupid enough in daring to go against Kai like this."
"Stupid for wanting something he's not willing to give me?" Bryan said quirking a brow. "Your words stab my heart with painful needles, my little prince."
"Good!" Tyson exclaimed. "Now take me back to the palace!"
"Are you eager to go back to your beloved Prince Kai?" Bryan questioned, walking closer to Tyson who hopped to the other side of the bed, placing space between them.
"Stay away from me," Tyson shouted.
"You didn't answer the question, Tyson," Bryan said. "Maybe if you indulge me, I will think about taking you back to the palace. So, tell me, is the reason for your urgency to head back to the palace due to Kai?"
"No! I'm not 'urgent' to head back to the palace because of Kai," Tyson stated. "I'm worried about my brother, and Kai's asshole of an older brother doing something to him. So if you don't mind, take me back to the Russian palace now."
"Well, at least you aren't concerned about Prince Kai," Bryan smirked.
"He's the least of my concerns or worries. My brother is in danger being alone with that asshole!" Tyson thought back to all the experiences he had with Tala being around his brother. Each one seemed almost worst than the last one, especially these last two events. He couldn't help but hear Kai's words come back to him about Tala having cursed blood. "You know what that bastard is like."
"Oh yes, your little brother." Bryan stopped his stalking momentarily looking thoughtful. "Now that you are gone, Tala will more than likely zone in on your brother. When Tala finds an opportunity to get what he wants, he never hesitates towards it."
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Tyson retorted.
"Of course, seeing you panic like this," Bryan nodded. "It arouses me greatly."
"You're sick," Tyson snapped. "I don't know what's going on in your head, but what makes you think that I would give in to you, even now. You can try all you want, but it's going to be useless. I will never be yours."
"Then you don't want to see your brother ever again," Bryan stated. "I can keep you here as long as it takes for me to break you down."
"Kai will find me," Tyson said.
"Kai has no clue where you are. He believes that I have no knowledge of your whereabouts. It's going to stay like that too. That fool's going to hunt this whole countryside looking for you, but he's never going to find you. So give up your wishful hoping about Kai finding you," Bryan laughed, stalking his target once more.
"Stay away from me!" Tyson demanded, keeping his eyes on the space between him and Bryan, but also the space of the wall. He wasn't about to get himself trapped between the two and nowhere to go. He didn't bother looking around for something to use as a weapon, he had after all done pretty much that some time ago when the thought of escape revolved centrally in his mind.
"Don't you want to play Prince Tyson?" Bryan pouted mockingly, moving forward, to climb over the bed.
"Damn you!" Tyson pivoted from the corner he was heading in, keeping his eyes on Bryan.
"Things would be easier if you would stop running," Bryan lunged forward, barely catching the teen that ran towards the door, yanking at it. Praying to Dragoon that maybe it wasn't locked, that he could escape and find his way back to the Russian palace somehow. Of course, luck wasn't with him; the door wouldn't budge no matter how hard he yanked on it. Bryan pushed himself off the bed, smirking at the game of catch he was currently engaged in. "There's no where to run, except into my arms."
"Go to hell!" Tyson shouted, spinning around to glare at Bryan. "If you think I'm going to be your willing chambermaid or what not, you're sadly mistaken. I'm going to tell you what I told Kai, not in a million years will I agree to your demands."
"Oh, you will," Bryan assured. "You might not want to, but you will submit to me."
"As I said before, go to hell. It's not happening in this lifetime or the next one," Tyson said, moving from the door as Bryan readied to try and pounce on him yet again. "Just know that I can keep this up as long as you want to keep trying. But you won't catch me."
"I really hope you have this much energy when I get you into bed," Bryan chuckled.
"You can forget that idea," Tyson dodged Bryan yet again, when the fair headed older teen tried to get him. "You aren't going to catch me, so give it up. Now take me back to the Russian palace. I don't have time to deal with you."
"You should forget about your brother, you can't help him now." Bryan paused in his game, settling on the bed, gazing at where Tyson was again by the door. "The minute he met Tala, it was inevitable. Surprising that he held out this long, then again…your little brother must remind him…"
"Remind him of what?" Tyson questioned. "You know something about Tala don't you? Tell me, you grew up with him and Kai, right? What was Kai talking about when he mentioned that Tala had a curse in his blood?"
"Ah, so Kai told you that much," Bryan beamed deviously. "He usually doesn't bother to tell anyone about Tala's little pet peeve. You must be special to him, for that information to come out."
"Tell me," Tyson demanded. "What's with this curse and Tala?"
"Are you sure you want to know?" Bryan cocked a brow.
"My brother is in danger of that bastard, now tell me about him!"
"As you wish," Bryan conceded. "I'm sure you don't know, but they are only half brothers. Tala and Kai have different mothers, which is why they don't look all that much the same. Funny thing about that being Tala isn't heir to the throne, even if something happened to Kai, he would never be considered as heir."
"But…he's first born…even if they have…" Tyson started.
"Their father would never allow Tala to be first born. His blood is tainted with filth, while Kai's blood is clean of what runs through his brother's veins," Bryan interrupted.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Tala's blood has more in it than you think. In fact, he shouldn't be allowed to be treated like the prince he's posing for. He's blood is less than princely. For a while he was able to forget about it, but it seems your little brother reminds him of the person that he killed in trying to break himself from his shackles," Bryan informed, enjoying the way Tyson's eyes widened. "Do you know who that person was, Tyson?"
"No…" Tyson slowly shook his head.
"His mother," Bryan said simply. "That's who your brother reminds him of. The very woman that gave birth to him, also the very woman that he killed when he was still just a boy. That's why I said it's useless to worry about your little brother. Tala's more than likely made him submit already to sate the fire that's been eating away at him."
"God no…" Tyson shook his head. "Gods no…"
"That curse in his blood, it's to destroy everything that everyone else holds dear. He takes more pleasure in it, when there are siblings like you and your brother to break apart," Bryan said, getting off the bed, strolling over to the fear struck prince. When he reached Tyson, he pushed the bluenette's head up, staring into the fear hazed eyes. "He's always been like that, he's going to continue doing it until his death, get over it and move on."
"Never!" Tyson shouted, slapping Bryan's hand away and backing up. "I'm never going to allow it!"
"You have no choice but to allow it, you can't do anything to him," Bryan assured.
"You're wrong! I promised my little brother that we would make it back to Japan, our homeland, and everything would be all right. I'm not going to let anything happen to my brother as long as I live," Tyson argued. "When Kai finds me, and I get out of here and head back to the Russian palace, everything will be fine. My little brother will be all right, just you watch!"
"If that dream eases your mind, then go ahead and dream," Bryan shrugged. "It's not going to change the reality of it all."
"You don't know what you're talking about!" Tyson yelled angrily.
"If you insist," Bryan stated, performing a mocked bow as he turned on his heel towards the door. "I shall leave you to dream what you wish. I shall be back a little later to continue this game of ours." With that said, Bryan pulled out a key from his pocket, unlocking the door and exiting before reengaging the lock.
"Damn you! Damn you! Damn you!" Tyson shouted, rushing to the door and banging on door. "Let me out!" Tyson continued banging on the door with no success at the older teen coming back and opening the door. His banging continued until his hands were red, eventually they turned sore. But he couldn't bring himself to stop, thinking about what Bryan had said about Tala. Was it really true? "Damn it, let me out!"
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Tala pushed himself up from where he laid on the bed, turning icy blue eyes on the figure that laid curled up in a ball beside him. Tears still trickled down from the closed eyes, hair curtaining half the face which remained in anguish. Regardless of the fact that the boy was unconscious, the hands still clenched the sheets, whimpers occasionally slipped free from the parted lips that filled the silent air with sound. The room had fallen silent only an hour beforehand, the maids knowing it was best to stay away until all sounds ceased.
Combing red hair from his face, Tala stared at the used body with no sense of satisfaction for finally taking what he wanted from the boy. Pushing himself up from the bed, Tala walked over to the window, pushing it open to allow a breeze of cold air to wrap around him. Studying the land stretched out before him, Tala contemplated trying to go another few hours at the boy to find the satisfaction he craved, but something in the back of his mind told Tala that he wasn't going to find it right now.
Turning from the window, Tala dipped under the bed, snatching the now petrified rabbit up by the scruff of fur at its neck. The rabbit kicked and thrashed in his grasp. Locking his eyes with the animal's Tala raised his hand to the rabbit's throat. "That foolish boy thinks he can keep you alive and away from predators. What's the use when he can't save himself?"
Setting the animal down on the bed, Tala watched the animal huddled against the naked boy, nuzzling its nose under the brunette's arm before moving its head in the space it made and settling there. With a snort, Tala gathered his clothes from where he had carelessly thrown them, pulling them on, just as there came on knock on the door. Without waiting for an answer, one of the maids opened the curtsying low to the red head dressing.
"Sire," the young maid said, keeping her eyes on the ground to avoid seeing what he had done to the young Japanese prince.
"What is it that you want girl?" Tala questioned, buttoning his shirt.
"There has been word that a ship has just pulled into dock, sire," the maid responded.
"And so?" Tala quirked a brow, his line of vision remaining on the buttons. "Ships come into dock all the time, it's nothing new. If that's all you have to report, be gone with you."
"But sire…" the maid started. "The ship just arrived from the northern seas. We think it's one of your father's ships coming to take back the Japanese princes. Prince Kai told us to alert him when it came into dock, but with him out searching for Prince Tyson with Lord Bryan, it seemed appropriate to inform you instead.
"Oh, how generous," Tala scoffed. "Now is that all you have to report on?"
"Well…" the maid blinked. "Yes…sire…"
"Then be gone from my shift." Tala made the motion with his hand for the girl to leave his presence.
"But sire," she stressed. "Your father has sent ships, shouldn't you great the captain that your father sent back and find out his orders?"
"Are you trying to contest my order?" Tala scorched her with an icy eye.
"No sire, but sire--" she started.
"Leave my presence then if that is all you have to say," Tala ordered.
Knowing that she wasn't about to get anywhere with the older of the two Russian princes, and fearing that if she pushed the issue further he may snap on her, she remained silent on the issue. "Yes sire," the maid curtsied once more, before turning on heel about to leave.
"Girl," Tala said suddenly, finishing his buttons. Tala looked up from his shirt, seeing the maid turn back to him.
"Yes sire?" she questioned.
"Have a water brought here for the basin," Tala ordered.
"You wish for a bath sire?"
"You stupid whore, do you think I'm going to get dressed if I want a bath?" Tala said with irritation coloring every word he spoke.
"No sire…forgive my stupidity," the maid apologized.
"Stupidity isn't forgive, it's ignored," Tala voiced. "Now listen carefully to me, you stupid twit, have water brought here and placed in the basin. Make sure that the water is heated. Then wake the boy and have him bath in it. Remove the sheets while he's bathing and have new ones placed on the bed. Now carry out my orders."
"Yes sire." The maid left the room as Tala turned to the sleeping boy on the bed.
"Now you can't say that I was completely heartless my little toy." Saying that, Tala turned on his heel and leaving after picking up his boots. It seemed like the time had finally come for things.
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Rim: I'm definitely getting heated reviews for this chapter. But I did warn everyone, so don't blame me…then again…that's not going to stop you anyway from the screaming and throwing things at the poor writer. Just like I told my buddy B.T., there is significance behind it all.