Deception
Chapter 4 – Life and Death
Giroro stood just outside of the yellow Keronian's lab, banging the door with his fist for what seemed like the hundredth time, but there was still no answer. Eventually, his patience ran out and he pulled out a rocket launcher, aiming at the door and pulling the trigger. The deafening explosion rang in his ears and he watched as pieces of metal were flung in various directions. He stepped through the smoke left from his entrance and walked into the silent lab belonging to the sgt major. Soon, the smoke cleared, revealing a horrific sight. Dororo was strapped to a table by his arms and legs and was covered in burn marks which were painful to look at. His mask had been almost completely burned off, only a few slithers of the material hiding his mouth. The corporal stared at him in shock, which soon turned into anger. Kururu... He did this, didn't he...
His thoughts were soon interrupted by a familiar voice resonating from the doorway of the lab.
"Kururu? What was the explosion about? You should've warned me about-" The sergeant stopped as he appeared at the entrance of the lab, his eyes falling on Giroro. "Giroro-kun..? What're you doing here, de arimasu?"
His eyes shifted again, and this time they fell on the form of Dororo on the table. He opened his mouth to say something but was shut up from a glare given to him by the corporal, and he silently walked into the room, standing next to Giroro and the table. Giroro then turned and began to walk out of the room. His rage was becoming too much. He had to do something with it.
"Giroro-kun...? Where are you going?"
The corporal didn't bother to turn around or stop walking as he spoke.
"To find Kururu."
The sgt major was in the garden, unaware of the events in his lab in exact detail. He had come out here to await the wrath of the corporal, who he knew would go insane when he discovered his little surprise.
"He's so cute when he's mad...-" He froze just after he had spoken, partly because he had just said that out loud, which was strange for him as speaking his mind didn't normally bother him at all, and also because of exactly what he had said. He didn't mean that... Did he?- No...he couldn't be...
Once again, he tore himself out of his thoughts, just in time to sense someone behind him. He turned and was instantly tackled and held onto the floor by none other than Giroro, who was so angry that there was a visible aura of anger enveloping him in crimson-red.
For what seemed like forever, neither of them spoke. Then...
"What's with the fucking silence?"
"Eh?"
"Don't 'eh?' me! You nearly killed Dororo and you're sat there like you don't give a damn!"
"That's because I don't, Senpai."
Giroro then pulled out a knife and held it up to the yellow Keronian's throat, the aura around him becoming darker and his voice becoming more and more menacing. "Tell me you're messing around... Tell me that comment was just one of your sick jokes."
The sgt major smirked. "...If it'll make you feel better...I might..." The knife was slowly removed from his neck and he laughed, but his chortles were cut off by a glare from Giroro.
"I'll show you what will make me feel better you sick bastard!"
The knife was thrust downwards. The blade finding its place in the communications officer's chest.
The corporal had never heard Kururu scream, but had always wanted to. From that moment, however, he wished he never had. The sound was otherworldly, so much so that the feeling received from hearing it was almost impossible to describe. The sgt major only screamed for a few seconds before laughing again, his masochistic side beginning to show.
"Do that again Senpai~"
The corporal stared at him, noticing little to no pain in his expression and wondered how he could hide that so well. His dark aura of hatred and anger disappeared as he realized what he had done, and he looked down at the blade stuck in the yellow Keronian's chest, just as two yellow Keronian hands grasped the handle of the knife. The corporal's own hands flew down to hold his hands still, knowing what he was going to do.
"Don't take it out..."
"But it hurts..."
"But..." The red Keronian took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay strong. He had no idea why he was so sad about this. He hated Kururu. He'd always wanted to do something like this to him...right? Maybe not... Maybe he had just been in denial... Perhaps he had forced himself to only see the bad sides of the sgt major... "...You'll die if you take it out..."
"I know... Please..."
Reluctantly, the corporal let go of his hands. But he didn't pull the blade out. Instead, he pushed himself up until his face was right next to Giroro's. He had managed to untangle the thoughts in his mind and had found what he did think about the corporal...what he felt about him...
"I love you..." he whispered, saying nothing else as he pulled the knife out of his chest, making a quiet noise of pain as he fell.
The last thing he felt was Giroro's tears falling onto his body as the rest of his life left him.
