A/n reeeely violent…. Again! Oooh Japanese! (no Idea what it says) 貴社ますますご盛栄のこととお喜び申し上げます。毎々格別のご愛顧を賜り、厚く御礼申し上げます。Sry have a.d.d ooh a monkey! (Chapter really short as well)
Akito had tossed Tohru into the pitch black room like and unwanted child. Akito had also told her Yuki had been confined as a younger child "you will suffer like we do" the words of Akito echoed through her mind stinging her everywhere they reached. Tohru placed her head between her knees and began to cry once more. "We live in a pitch black world" Akito had said while locking her in the small room. "If you want to join us so do you." When the last bit of light disappeared Tohru tried to prevent the thought that, that was her hope disappearing, the last flame extinguished. The open wounds still had blood flooding over her arms down her face. The pain was unbearable. Tohru wanted to give up she wanted to die. More tears rolled down her face. She buried her face deeper into her knees. Tohru realized she was being tortured.
"You will suffer like we do"
Back to Yuki
How long had Yuki sat there crying for himself, for Kureno, for his tortured love, for losing the game he still had yet to play. The game of life. How long had he been wishing for what he had lost, a year? Two years? A lifetime? He realized, when seeing Kureno. That was too far in to the game to give up. The game wasn't lost, he was just losing. Yuki hoisted himself up and stood there for a moment. He was going to win; He was going through the gates, even if it meant the last flame would be extinguished, Even if it meant the last bit of hope disappearing. He was going to win; he was going to find Tohru.
Back to Tohru
There was no escape, No exit. Only pain and where she was. Only blood and darkness.
Tohru no longer knew how long she had layed there cradling her self. Crying quietly. Clutching her eye. Wanting to give up. Tohru's eye was piercing pain, her arms, the many scratches on her head caused by the vase thrown fiercely at her head. Even her legs which Akito had slit from knew to ankle. In the darkness she was lost overpowered, and dieing inside. She was still trying to prevent those thoughts. But she was falling apart. Akito had told her she was nothing. Over estimating herself, with her fairytale solutions. Tohru still felt the pang inside her, even just recalling the memory. The words still clung to her brain till she started to believe them. Who do I think I am, I deserve this, this is my correct punishment, I am this low, and I can't break the curse. Tohru thought furiously. Hot tears ran down her face. Pain piercing her eye, sill covered by her blood soaked hand. Tohru hugged her knees tighter, sending sparks up her arm from the open cut. Tohru wanted to make her self as small as possible. Wanted to disappear. "MAKE IT STOP!" Tohru screamed the words lingered. Breaking the silence that seemed like it would go on forever. The door separating her from freedom slowly opened, Akito stood there chuckling "learned your lesson Tohru" he said coldly. Tohru was silent. "WELL?" He yelled. Tohru nodded, and Akito smile returned. He stroked Tohru's cheek, "then I suppose your free to go" He opened the door facing the small hole Tohru had come in from. Tohru staggered out, every inch or moment sent pain up and down her legs arm face. Blood still pouring out of her wounds were blood. "Really Tohru, I hope one day we can be friends." Akito shut the door and silence once again her to the brim. The rain was coming down harder than ever. She had nowhere to go.
Torture