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An eyebrow raised at the words, "Change?" he asked, laughing, "There will be no changes around here."
Kanone growled, "If you know what's good for you, you'll reconsider."
The older man chuckled, "Do you think that by killing me all of your problems will be solved?" He shook his head, "Not a chance."
"I never said I did." the golden-eyed boy told him, "But it will make me feel a hell of a lot better."
A wave of hesitation passed over the surrounded man, but he never showed it, "What exactly do you think you will achieve here?"
"We just want our friends back." Ayumu said from behind him.
"We're not leaving without them." Kousuke added.
The man scoffed, "I'd like to see you try."
Kanone's glare deepened, "We're leaving. Now."
"And how will you find all of your 'friends'? Hmm? You have no idea of the layout of this place. You'll get lost."
"Forgetting about me?" Kiyotaka wondered, "I've been here long enough to know this place inside and out."
"Traitor...you'll pay for your disloyalty."
Kiyotaka chuckled, "Who will know?"
"Do you take everyone for fools?" he wondered, "They'll catch on."
"No, Ray, they won't, because the people you hired are idiots." Said man said nothing because part of him knew that Kiyotaka was right. His employees weren't idiots, per say, but they definitely weren't thinkers. That was good, though. When you hired people that could form coherent thoughts, well...you got people like Kiyotaka.
"So?" Kanone's voice broke through his concentration, "What's your decision?"
Ray glared back at him, "I'm not going to let you just ruin everything I've worked for."
"I never needed your permission." came the response, "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to get my friends, and leaving."
As Kanone went to walk past him, Ray clamped a hand down on his arm, "I don't think so."
Golden eyes darted to the hand that was on him, and one of his own reached out to grab Ray by the throat. It closed in a tight grip and the offensive hand fell from his arm and wrapped around the one choking him. Kanone tightened his grip, growling, "Did I say you could touch me?"
Ray was thrown to the ground, gasping for air as he looked up and saw Eyes walk past. His anger took over common sense and he grabbed the boy, "You're not taking this one."
A few of the others winced as Eyes was jerked out of Kanone's grasp, knowing that this wasn't going to end well. Jack quicky led Jeremy out of the room, followed by a few of the weaker-stomached ones. With only Eyes, Kiyotaka, and Chase left, Kanone stalked back over to Ray. The man glared at him and let out a loud yelp as a fist flew into his face, breaking his nose. He released Eyes' wrist and brought the hand to his injury, wincing as he pressed to hard. Kanone put his arm around Eyes and pulled him close, "Never lay a hand on my boyfriend again." he said in a deadly voice.
A low chuckle sounded, "I've laid more than a hand on him." he said, grinning.
Eyes whimpered slightly, clinging to Kanone. The older one growled, having had enough of this man, and slammed him against the wall, "Shut your mouth."
"Why, what's wrong? Afraid that your little boytoy is tainted?" he asked.
The boytoy line apparently took it too far because Kanone kneed the man in the gut, sending him to his knees. Without a word, Kanone motioned to Chase, who grabbed Eyes, "Come on." he whispered, leading the boy and Kiyotaka out of the room. Once they were alone, Kanone again turned his attention back to Ray. He grabbed the older man by his hair and hoisted him up, slamming his head into the grimy wall.
A bit of blood streamed down from his temple, soaking into his already matted black hair, but was ignored. Instead, his concentration was focused on the fist pounding into his face. He let out a cry and grabbed his now-broken nose, glaring at Kanone, "What the hell are you expecting from me?"
A twisted grin plastered over Kanone's face, "You know, I've come to discover that every human has a certain breaking point. A certain time when, given the right amount of pain, they will simply...break." He chuckled a little before frowning, "Of course, some people's stubborness blinds them to the obvious advantages of having such a weakness. For instance, if you would simply cooperate, I may be persuaded to spare you. You, however, are making that option quite difficult for me to choose." He sighed and took out a small blade that he had hid out of sight.
A hint of fear flashed through Ray's eyes, but he continued to glare at Kanone, "I would never bend to your demands, so forget it. Kill me if you will, but you'll get nothing from me."
The grin that Kanone had seemed to glow with malice, "They always say that early on. Don't worry, I'm sure I can change your mind on that aspect." He approached Ray once more, and in a sudden move, had him once again pinned against the wall, this time with his blade pressed to the shorter one's neck. "I'll offer once again. Release my friends, and I'll overlook this entire thing."
"Not on your life." he shot back, wincing as the blade cut deeper into his throat, creating a thin red glint that reflected off of the knife.
"How about on yours, then?" Kanone wondered, drawing the piece of metal back and slicing it across his cheek, "Something I'm not holding in very high regard now." Ray said nothing more and Kanone smirked, "Have it your way." The knife came back, this time slicing down his chest in deep cuts, eliciting a rather pleasurable scream of pain from the older man. Chills ran down his spine as he made another cut dangerously close to Ray's neck, "Getting close yet?"
"Close?" the black-haired man demanded through gritted teeth, "To what?"
Kanone raised an eyebrow, "To the point where you stop with this act you have going on here and release my friends." he clarified.
"Right, that." Ray pretended to be lost in thought for a moment, "Oh, that's right. I'm not telling you shit."
The angered brunette back-handed Ray with his knife, a cold determination in his eyes. When he really thought about it, he didn't need Ray at all. With the people he had, he had no use for this man. A quick flip of his wrist and the older one's now-lifeless body sank to the ground. Kanone dropped his knife as well next to the body. His golden-yellow eyes scanned over his hands, "I can't let Eyes see me like this." he thought, "Jeremy, either." He knew the two would know what he had done either way, but the image of someone emerging from a room with blood-stained hands stuck with you for a very long time. He scoffed, seeing that there was not even a sink in the cell-like room. He grabbed the sheet off of the single bed and rubbed his hands on it furiously, futily attempting to get rid of the crimson substance.
Throwing the useless rag aside, he sighed and swung the door open, coming face to face with his young lover. Not noticing the older one's blood-stained hands, Eyes latched himself onto Kanone. His blue orbs closed tightly until he slowly opened them to look past the brunette into his old 'room' to see the bloodied corpse. He let out a small sound of suprise and burried his face into Kanone's shoulder. The same hands that had caused that horrible scene came to wrap around him, and he'd never felt safer.
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And to top it all off...it's uber short! Isn't that lovely? I know, it is. Well, why haven't I been updating? Because I've been busy screwing around on my messengers and completely ignoring my fics. If it's bugging you that bad, then get on one of my messengers and bug the crap out of me to update. It'll work, trust me. Anyway, review!
