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Mechanical Bruising
Chapter 5

Ziggy fell un-gracefully onto the dusty couch; the ripped material groaned under even his light weight and Kai just sat on the floor on his knees; his white trousers getting stained; but they were already filthy; he shouldn't have worn them.

Kai's hand was still attached and laced with Ziggy's as the older boy grabbed a pillow with his free hand and placed it behind his head.

Kai noticed as Ziggy lay down facing him, that the older teenager had the most dazzling green eyes he had ever seen. They stood out under pink hair and didn't look natural; they were just pure green; not even a trace of any other colour in the world except for the black pupil centre, not even other tyres of green.

They were…enchanting to Kai.

"You don't look like the sort of person who'd been hanging around this dump- where you from?" Ziggy asked; a thick accent of street talk which gave the idea he'd been on the streets for much longer than Kai had.

"I'm from Russia" Kai whispered, looking at his lap, and at their joined hands; he felt a blushed spread over his pale cheeks.

"Hm; you looked too pale to be from around here; how the hell'd you get from Russia to Japan? You couldn't have walked"

Kai felt the blush spread down his neck; even though he'd now let go of the boy's hand, Ziggy still held it firmly, "I live in Japan…I'm from Russian, but we moved around a lot."

"You must be loaded" he spoke as if he respected Kai; not just for his money; but maybe for something else Kai couldn't quite place.

"I'm not, at least not anymore" he muttered.

"Aw- that's alright shit; you know, people around here'll do anything for money but don't you give them red cent for one!" he told him sternly, "They're a lot of pot heads and your money won't be put to good use at all; they're all just looking for another way to get high" he paused to lie back down, "Crazy fucks"

"How…how long have y-you been on the street?" Kai shivered at the cold gust of wind that blew through the broken window; soft snow flakes flowing with it from the Japanese winter.

Ziggy shrugged, "Guess I've always been here; my ma and I used to live in crap shack number 7 back down town; but one day I suppose she just got abducted or got sick uv seeing me; she just left an never came back. Funny; you'd think I'd care more for her but ya can't really when all she did was use you ta get more money for drugs'n'stuff"

Kai was looking at the ground and his shoulders were shaking; his nails digging into Ziggy's hand, cutting the skin.

Ziggy rose up onto one elbow, "Hey, shit? What's tha matta?"

Kai rose up his head to face Ziggy's; his eyes huge with tears and his face streaked with them; he'd thought he worn them all away but it appeared not.

"Hey, kid…don't cry"

Ziggy appeared uncomfortable with this, like he'd never had to deal with a little kid crying around him before.

Kai opened his mouth in a loud whine and threw himself into Ziggy's arm; the blood stained top rubbing against his own cheek but the blood was washed away by tears.

Ziggy's body stiffened before he wrapped his arms around Kai's shaking frame; soothing him with word whispered.

"I miss my mum" he wailed.

It seemed like an incredibly childish thing to do; even for Kai; but all Ziggy's talk about his mum and how little she'd meant to him, its just made him miss his own mum so much more because he cared for her more than Ziggy ever had for his.

The cut on Ziggy's cheek was spilling blood onto Kai's blue hair, but he didn't mind; just having someone to hold onto, someone to cry in front of without being afraid; it was just like having his mum back.

"Hey, you loose her or sumthing?" Ziggy asked wiping away Kai's tears; the smaller boys face merely inches away from his own injured one, his thumbs brushed Kai's cheek so gently that even though he was crying, Kai's body still found enough blood to blush, "Cause we can go looking for her if ya want?"

Kai sniffed; shaking his head, "My grandpa killed her! And my papa- they left me all alone with him!" he cried; more angry than upset now, "They promised to protect me but he killed them both and took me away! They lied to me!"

Kai stopped yelling the minute he felt the back of Ziggy's hand connect with his cheek. It felt like his jaw had been broken and the one ring Ziggy wore had scratched his face; the shock was enough to shush him.

"I don't want cha ever to say that again! At least your parents cared about ya! Mine used me for money; I was a tool; just cause your parents weren't invincible you've gone against them; some son you are! Betraying them as soon as they break one promise; and your grandpa sounds like one fucked up manic to kill his own family"

Ziggy pushed Kai away from him and stood up, hissing in pent up angry he kicked the cabinet and smashed a hole right through it; Kai just stared shocked after him; one hand on his cheek, the side of his face was numb with pain.

Tears began to fill up his cheeks and Ziggy turned to snap at him again, "Don't you cry around here; around otha people around this dump- they won't feel mercy just cause you start to cry! Don't show them you're weak- never show them that!"

Kai looked up at this boy- he seemed like a real tough kid- but somehow Kai saw something that went deeper; a kinder person.

He stood up and walked over to the taller boy; wrapping his arms around him; no real expression on his face; as if he were just…trying something out.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, touching Ziggy's scar with soft fingers.

The teenager winced, by placed his hand on Kai's waist, "Not usually"

Kai smiled, "Maybe I can help you clean it up?"

Their heads had moved ever so slightly, bent at angles, their eyes half closed as breath tickled lips, "If ya want…"

A lips were pressed together, Kai having the urgency of lust over take his young mind like a drug; Ziggy having more knowledge of this in his life should have known what it was like; but with Kai it seemed different, it seemed…more passionate.

Ziggy forced his tongue into Kai's mouth and the smaller boy's eyes widened at something he'd never experienced before.

Slowly Ziggy began to step back; taking Kai's body with him as they kissed; lowering Kai to the dirty floor and looking over the perfect body; blush daunting both their cheeks.

"Ziggy... what's your real name?" Kai asked in a lust filled voice.

"My mam used to call me Cain when I was really small… but more people know me as Ziggy" he whispered, ravishing Kai's pale neck with hickies.

"Cain… that's a nice name"

And soon Ziggy let his street life take control… and Kai was naked on the floor; Ziggy taking him like the other boy had, entered him with more passion the other boys had ever shown; every touch seemed to have a thousand tales to tell while the others had been meaningless.

Kai actually let himself be taken willingly; no thought was placed on the matter as he was pounded into on the cold floor, Because no matter how cold this place was; Ziggy's hands gave him all the warmth and love he'd ever expected from a person.

And everything in his life just seemed to wash over him as this act of perfect sin was committed.

Moans of pleasure and lust ringing out through the empty area; the only people hearing were doped up and past them as things of their imaginations, but for Kai every touch was real.

Small gasps became loud moans as Ziggy went faster and faster. Deeper and deeper.

Passion; lust; sin; sex; love; confusion; pain; ecstasy; blood; tears; more; faster; deeper.

Kai moved along with Ziggy (his body moving by itself) making himself grow more pressurise and more longing.

"Cain!" he groaned as his thighs wrapped around Ziggy's hips and he rubbed up and down. The pleasure and lust increasing. Ziggy's own moans mixing with his.

Their sweat mixing- everything mixing- in their actions.

Ziggy rubbing his hand up and down Kai's length as he continued making Kai feel like he was ready to burst.

When he did he felt the white substance run over Ziggy's slim fingers and down onto his pelvic bone.

Cain fell over him; both of them breathing deeply and strongly.

This new feeling washed over Kai and he buried himself in Cain's chest; the older boy hugging him for all he was worth.

And in the back streets of the alleys smoke arose from cigarettes and the world continued spinning; but with a new light for Cain and Kai.


He bit his lip hard as he kept rocking to and fro, his hands at the sides of his head, tearing at his soft, red hair as they dug deeper. He didn't want to come out, he couldn't move away from his spot, wanted to just stay here on his own...away from everyone and everything.

Someone was calling his name, but the sound of the voice was so far away, he couldn't hear it properly, neither did he care. He wanted everyone to just leave him alone...after what happened.

Everything had seemed normal that day, like it was just another day at the Abbey...

Olivia had woken him up and fed him as usual, even though he could manage eating on his own now, he still pretended to be weak and helpless sometimes...just to make her take care of him...he liked it when she was so gentle and nice towards him.

She was like...a mom to him, he thought, and he didn'tt want her to ever leave him...his head was still filled with memories from a forgotten past he couldn't understand. The images of a woman with red, fiery hair like himself...He wanted to know more about her...but Olivia refused to say anything to him about his past...she always told him that to be digging in forgotten things never brought anything good for anyone.

His hands were soaked red with the blood pouring from the cuts in his palms, dripping onto his white clothes, leaving difficult stains. He didn't care, it didn't matter to him. A soft whimper escaped his parted, pink lips, holding a desperate tone to it that would make anyone pity him.

Why had Olivia brought him down there? Down to...that place. He chewed even harder on his lip, the blood starting to trickle down his chin and jaw. Why had she taken him to the basements? The place...he could remember how his throat had been ripped open, how his body had been stuck inside a tube filled to the rim with green liquid he couldn't escape. He was frightened of the basements, the men in the white coats. And the room she had brought him to had been so small...he thought, a lump forming in his throat.


-Flashback-

"Olivia? Where are we going? I don't want to be down here...,"he asked nervously, clutching her hand tightly. She shook him off and sighed heavily, looking down at him with a look that he couldn't understand.

"Tala…understand this, I have no choice…ok? I have to do as he says, I want you to know that," she answered sadly. He still didn't understand what was going on. And she didn't let him...hold her hand either, not even when he was scared. These last days she hadn't let him cuddle her as much as before, she didn't run her fingers through his hair anymore or held him until he fell asleep. Was she about to leave him? Just like...his mother had done? He wanted her to stay with him, wanted her to take care of him.

They stood before a huge door, shaped in cold metal. Tala watched curiously as she pushed a button and made the door open up to them. She urged him to go inside, pushing him in front of herself.

Tala hid behind her as a man in a white coat came walking over to them, his face looking strict. He didn't like this man, he could tell already now.

He listened as the two grown ups talked...about him, he realised after a little while. But why did they call him nr.1? His name was Tala...nr.1, they knew that!

"Well thank you, Olivia...Now leave me to take care of the boy...You can come pick him up in five hours, we'll be done by then I recon"

Tala's eyes widened as Olivia stepped away from him. He grabbed her by the wrist, holding onto her tightly as he stared at her with fear displayed across his features.

"Don't go, I don't wanna be alone! I don't want to…"He couldn't speak any further, a whimper came from his mouth.

It broke her heart to see the boy begging her to stay like this...But she didn't have a choice...Boris had told her that Tala's training would start, and there was nothing she could do to stop him from turning this child into the perfect warrior. So she brushed him off and walked away from him, biting her lip hard not to cry as she heard Tala start crying badly, protesting when the scientist in the white coat held him back.

"OLIVIA!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, struggling hard to get free from the grip the man had on his shoulders. It was no use though, he knew that. This man was much stronger than him...he was just a little child.

Tears blinded his sight as he kept calling for her to return to him. This man meant him harm, he could feel it. And the room was so…small, it felt as if the walls were coming closer by every second that passed by.

He was dragged harshly along over to a metal table, and no matter how hard he struggled they easily strapped him down after taking off his clothes…leaving him in his boxers. He kept crying, shouting at them to leave him alone. They injected strange liquids into his body, checking his reaction to them. It was when the walls seemed to be about to crush him that he went out of his mind with fear.

The scientist had never been prepared for the little boy to tear off the straps that kept him down, nor for him to fight back as well as he had done. Tala had grabbed a knife and gutted one of the men in the stomach before he ran off, his hands wet with crimson blood.

-End flashback-


Why had they done that..? They had been treating him just as if he was some experiment, a toy to be tossed around and played with. Didn't they knew that he was a human being too? That he was a boy...just like they had been long ago?

But most of all...he didn't understand why Olivia had left him. His heart was swelling in his chest, making him gasp for air. He felt dizzy after all the drugs they had injected into his blood while they could keep him on a leash. He hated those men, he knew that now. He would train and get strong so he could fight them back. Despite his vision being blurry and his feet shaky he stood up and left his hideout, his face calm.

Olivia burst into the room when he unlocked the door, her face worried. She hugged him tightly, pressing him towards herself.

"Tala! I got so worried about you when they said you had ran away!" she stated, stroking his hair lovingly. But when she leaned back and saw the look on his face...She froze. His icy blue eyes now truly resembled ice, holding a strange cold she had never seen in this child before.

So...it had started, she thought bitterly .Innocence was never something that lasted in the Abbey.


NOOO! Tala come back to us- and phew- it was getting pretty hot with Kai and Cain no?

Paradise