Lithium

Lithium

Type of story: songfic, based off of the song by evanescence.

Rating: M

Themes: Angst and Romance (one-sided)

Pairing: Akabane and Kazuki

Notes: this is a story that contains very angsty themes, not intended for the weak hearted. There is also character death…maybe.

Summary: Kazuki finds himself falling for the Jackal. What happens when he gets his hands on the threadmaster, and tries to torture him out of his feelings?

Disclaimer: I don't own the Getbackers. I've only seen the first season, and that is only because my friend owns it.

ch.2: You can't make me not love you, no matter how much you try.

Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone

"Now, Kazuki-san. What had you so preoccupied that you ran into me?" the Jackal questions, now that he was strapped into the machine.

"I was…just…preoccupied. I was thinking about Mr. Ginji and Mr. Ban, and wishing that I had a friendship like that." The threadmaster replied, hoping that it was believable.

"Hmm…" the other replied, turning his back, only to come back around and back hand the threadmaster hardly across the face, leaving four identical scratches where his knives had been. "Don't lie to me again, Mr. Kazuki, if you'd be so kind. I would hate to have to kill you before my fun was up."

'Damn! Why did he have to be so cool all of the time?' the threadmaster thinks.

"Okay… I…I…I was thinking about you, Jackal-san." The threadmaster finally gets out.

"Hmm…and what where you thinking about me, threadmaster?" the Jackal inquires.

"I was…thinking about…how I…Like you." Kazuki cringed, expecting a blow. It never came, but what came next shattered his world.

"I don't love you back, Threadmaster. But I can think of a way to make you not love me, as well."

Boy did the Jackal not know how wrong he was.

Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show.

The Jackal tied Kazuki up to the wall with four, rather thick, rather heavy chains. One to each arm and leg. Finally, he placed a collar around the Thread master's neck, and fastened that to the wall as well. 'There is officially no way for Kazuki to get to those accursed threads of his. Good.' The Jackal thinks deviously to himself.

He wanted the moment to last. He didn't want his fun to be interrupted by anything, least of all by those annoying threads. Wait, no, least of all those annoying Get Backers. They could be truly annoying when it came down to it. Always showing up at the most importune of times, and ruining what little fun he managed to find himself. But no, not this time. They wouldn't get the chance to interfere this time, as this time he was in his own home; on his own turf, his own territory. He was the alpha male, and there was nothing that anyone would and could do to make him consider otherwise. And, most importantly, there was nothing that anyone could do to stop him.

Never wanted it to be so cold.

Yes. He schemes with a smirk. There is no one to keep me from torturing my prize until I'm satisfied and ready to move on to breaking the next subject. There is nothing that can be done about this situation, and there is no one around to chastise me for being "too cruel."

That in mind, he chose a weapon of choice – a whip. Jackal façade in place, and demeanor cool once more, he stalks over to the thread master, intent on making him hate him. Never knowing how much seeing him broken would truly effect him.

Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.

Oky doky, probably not one of my better adds, as far as this story goes, but I just wanted to get some information out there. The action should – definitely – start next chapter. Also, as a warning for next chapter(s), if you don't do well with sadomasochism, then please turn away, as I will try to make it as explicit as my mind will allow me to. I repeat: if you don't do well with sadomasochism, then please turn away, as I will try to make it as explicit as my mind will allow me to.

Thanks for reading, and I do hope that you leave a comment.

Sincerely:

Koishiitenshi