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Yin: Wow! That was fast! My character better change in this chapter...

~TWO~

Koji felt like he had hardly slept a wink last night. The guards to the camp had caught a few people trying to escape by digging an underground tunnel to the outer field. The sirens went off noisily, continuing to ring in his ears and the guards shouting and blowing whistles every few seconds. The sirens were enough to annoy the hell out of him, giving him this throbbing in his head had only worsen with the guards. He heard from other prisoners and the guards that the ones trying to escape were caught, and had to "pay a price" for what they almost did. Any other news were just random rumors, like those prisoners were now being tortured to death, being sent to camps worse than this, stuff like that.

I just wonder if any of those rumors have any truth in them, he thought.

Koji had been waiting for a minute or two at the wall he was at yesterday and met her. She was the only thing that was probably able to take his mind off certain things going on in the camp. He wondered if she was really going to come here and meet him again. Maybe not, he didn't know. But he had to give it a try and wait here just a bit longer to see if she does. If she doesn't come, then I guess I'm just kidding myself about this feeling.

"Hey there, pretty boy!"

His eyes met with a pair of aching familiar night sky blue orbs, staring back at him with gentle and kindness, loving and sweet if he could recall what those looks used to be to him. God, it's been so long since someone had actually looked at him like that, like he was an actual human being, and not some trash or dirty creature. She had worn that warm smile again, burning bright as it challenged the sun itself. She was unlike anything he had ever seen since-

-Since I was locked up in here...

"You look tired." Her tone of voice was filled with concern, matching her expression as she sat herself on the grassy plain on the other side of the fence. "Did you not get enough sleep?"

Koji looked away, wanting to be sure no one else was around to hear them. As he'd expected, the guards were having the rest of the prisoners working their asses off while they just sit and watch them work, pulling of crude jokes or beating them half to death. It made him sick to think that they thought he was a monster of some sort. They were the ones that weren't human. "It's nothing really, just sirens going off last night is all."

"Sirens?"

Should he really be talking about this to her?

"Some dumb idiots tried escaping last night, and the rest of us were put in lock down."

"Why were those people trying to escape?" She questioned in the most curious way.

Koji stares a her, an eyebrow raised higher than the other with his head cocked to the side. This girl (still need to get her name) really didn't know about this place, did she? She seriously had no knowledge of this hell of a camp. If she did, then she wouldn't even be coming here to see me, and she wouldn't be asking me these questions about the camp, would she? He'd guess she was just some innocent girl who'd just come to the wrong place to meet the wrong person, but was she really not told about-

Koji began to smile to himself; not sincere, not comforting, but a twisted sneer, eyes glimmering of hate and pain. "If you were living in this hellhole like I or anyone else here for the rest of your life, knowing there'd be no chance of freedom, wouldn't you want to leave it?" She said nothing, and he continued on.

"This place... is hell on earth. What I would give just to walk out of these barracks and know what freedom tastes like."

The girl had remained quiet for an entire minute, and they had not said anything else for that minute. Koji didn't know what else to say to her, didn't know how to break the silence between them both. Think of something...

Koji gasped silently, his heart dropped when the whistle was sounded. He was confused, what happened? It was too early to go in now, it wasn't that time yet, it wasn't! Why the hell are those damned guards blowing the whistle now? Koji regretted raising to his feet, looking back and forth at the other prisoners rushing out and at the girl. Torn between two things: his life and her.

He bit his lower lip, regretting the decision he had made. "I'm sorry, I have to go."

"Hey wait!" She calls out in what sounded like desperation to him. Koji'd seen her get up as fast, holding a long white object and threw it upwards as if to the sky. The object flew over the fence, just nearly touching it and bursting into flames, and landed down right at his feet.

"You can read it later if you want!" She says loud enough for him to hear, her hands over her mouth for possible higher volume. "I'll..." She stops there, hesitating to finish the sentence she started. The girl looked sad, shaking her head thrice to erase her sadden frown with a genuine smile. "I'll see you tomorrow!"

With that said she ran off through the green field, looking back once or twice and completely disappearing from his vision. What was...? Koji quickly remembered the white object that flew to his feet, lying still as it had landed. He bends over to pick it up.

It was a paper plane.

~x~

Koji looked around in the crowd he was joined in, looking for a familiar face, of an old friend, or just plainly anyone that could give him and answer at what the hell was going on. He looked and looked, until he found the face he was searching for. Koji made his way through the slow marching crowd of prisoners, being pulled back or pushed forward here and there. If Koji wasn't used to crowds then, he was definitely annoyed by them now.

Reaching his hand out, his fingertips tapped on the persons' shoulder. "Tommy," Koji whispered the boy's name.

The eleven year old brunette peers over his shoulder, with dirt, scratches and bruises covering his face and arms. Eyes staring tiredly at the older raven haired boy, his mouth cracking open, with a trail of dried blood crusting at the side of his bottom lip. "Koji...?" The younger boys said his name in a small mutter, filled with pain and hidden anguish. God, it pained him to see the kid like this.

Before all of this hell, Tommy was always happy and smiling with his family in town, always looking out for others. He didn't have a care in the world, and he probably still didn't. But all of that changed, shortly two months after Koji and his family were sent to work here, Tommy's parents were accused of hiding numerous of fugitives and forging birth certificates for them to escape the country. As he recalled, it was only a week before this that Tommy last saw his family. Both his parents and older brother had just vanished, leaving him alone to deal with this crap the soldiers put him through.

"They're as good as dead," some would say, or "I heard they got themselves sent t'work outside th' camp" and more rumors. Koji never found out the real reason his family went missing, hell, he didn't even know what happened to his own family. They just disappeared like Tommy's did. Tommy wasn't that same little kid anymore, no, he had changed since then. He became a worker-a slave, a prisoner like the rest of them in the camp. Poor kid can't even find any reason to laugh anymore.

"Tommy," Koji began. "Why are we going in so early? It shouldn't be time to head back in the cells yet."

Little Tommy stared coldly at the older boy, emotionless as he has become now. "You didn't hear? Since the lock down last night, the owner of the camp limited certain hours of time until they fix up that hole and tighten security more."

"Limited time... you mean just like today?"

Tommy nodded. "I heard it's going to be like this for about a month or so, then everything will go back to regular schedule."

Damned bastards, as if they don't have enough fun rationing our food supply to feed their greedy selves and beating us up as a sport. Koji thought furiously.

"You busy being the lone wolf still?" Tommy said to the older boy, catching him by surprise that he even asked him that. "I mean, I always see you wandering off to be alone, so you still a loner?"

Koji couldn't take his eyes off his small younger friend, at the wounds on his arms, neck, legs and face. Old and freshly made cuts, light blood oozing from several cuts. The bastards, to think they even laid a hand on him and did all that. It really pained him to see his sad figure like this, knowing that he was unable to protect him from harm. He felt like beating himself up for letting them do that to little Tommy. "I just hate looking at those soldiers' faces, makes me want to hurl thinking about it."

"Even when on of those soldiers is our friend...?"

Koji glared at the ground as he walked, the single word friend ringing in his ears with a haunting picture in his mind. "He's not my friend anymore." He hissed under his breath.

"Oh really? And here I thought we were close like brother were."

~x~

It had to be his voice he heard. Both Tommy and Koji were pulled away from the moving herd by two soldiers, and another one with his back against the wall and arms folded across his chest with a playful grin plastered on his lips. That mental picture remained in Koji's brain, of that one summer day at the river bank, his father snapping a picture of him, his twin, Koichi, and his once-best friend. He could still remember how messing his brown hair used to be, always cracking lame jokes with a huge grin and dressed sloppily. But now-

-Dressed perfectly in greenish uniforms, hair cut and slicked back, and a total attitude personality switch up, he's not the guy I used to hang out with. No, he became one of them.

"What do you want?" Koji growled at him, flames bursting in a glare.

"What? I can't say a little hi to my friends?" He questioned playfully.

"Former friends, Kanbara, I cut my ties with you and J.P when you joined the military." Koji corrected the older brunette.

Takuya had only grinned wider. "Oh, c'mon Koji, don't be like that. You had your chance to join too, even Koichi had his chance, but you both blew it off when your family tried to help fugitives escape the country and now here you are. One of the workers."

"I don't regret my decision, Takuya, the only regret that I have is allowing you to believe the shitty lies they're feeding you guys. I still can't believe you're the Takuya I once knew."

"Hey, you still know me."

"Not anymore. You're nothing more than a freaking pansy!" Koji had forgotten that a soldier was still gripping his arm, and only remembered too late until he was hit hard in the gut.

The soldier threw him to the ground in front of Takuya, whose grin now turned into a deep sneer, and began kicking him in the stomach twice as hard as his punch. Prisoners were just marching on, ignoring the scene as they all did, while the heavy-set soldier continued to give the raven haired boy what for, laughing as he did this. He was enjoying himself, they all enjoyed themselves beating the crap out of every one of them, they didn't give a damn if it was an old man or a little kid, they all got thrill with just hitting something.

Koji coughed blood at the dusty ground when the soldier gave him a good hard stomp on his side. He heard Tommy crying out, yelling for them to stop, pleading in anguish, so much that he fell to his knees. The beating went on for two more minutes, and the bastard soldier finally became tired enough that the last kick wasn't as hard as the rest. The soldier fisted Koji's dirty shirt and brought him up to his level. Koji could barely keep his eyes open, but he saw clearly enough to notice the oily shine on the beaters' face."Wanna say somethin' else punk?" He smirked down at Koji, the dirty gleam in his eyes showing.

Koji crooked a smile, giving of a small painful chuckle due to the aches he just gained. "I've had worse, old man, and you kick like a girl." After his sentence he spat blood on the soldiers' face. Grimacing, the soldier punch the raven haired boy in the face and prepared another blow for him-

"Private Yamamoto," Takuya called out, stopping the soldiers' actions before doing and further damage. "I believe you had your fun for today."

"But Corporal-"

"General Ikumi just sent a notice for us to meet him at head quarters immediately. You can either continue with your fun and explain to the General the reason of our tardiness and get our asses fired... or we can ignore them and leave now. Your choice, Private." Takuya gave the man the most threateningly look he had ever seen, cold as ice and the look to kill in an instant.

Hesitant, Private Matsumoto threw the beaten Koji back to the ground, kicking dirt at him and finally ignoring him. "Be glad, Koji, I just saved you from getting killed." Takuya said, still sneering at his old friend. "I'm such a nice guy."

"...the hell... with you..." It hurt when he talked, sending glares that were meant for Takuya Kanbara at the ground.

"Nice seeing you, too, buddy." Then Takuya looked up at Tommy, tears spilling over his eyes and onto the his shirt, the ground, and smile sincerely at the small brunette. "Later Tommy!"

Tommy sent a hard stone glare at Takuya, his hands balling into tight fists that they almost began to bleed. "You big bully...!" And that was all he said to the older brunette.

~x~

It pained Takuya to see that both of his friends were against him now, when way back then they were all as tight as glue and messed around together. It pained him to see Koji getting beat to a pulp and Tommy, little Tommy that used to call him "brother Takuya", calling him a bully.

But it's what they get, it what they get for refusing to join, for helping fugitives-

-but they're still my friends, even if they don't believe that anymore.

Takuya fixed himself up, walking away from his two friends towards the two soldiers waiting for him. He'd worn one of the most coldest looks on his face, arms behind his back and gaze dead straight on without looking at anything else. "What are you two waiting for? Get the car ready for leave now!" Takuya gave out the order to the soldiers, saluting him and head out to do their given task.

Takuya walked on, leaving his friends behind as he did the day he joined the military. He knew he walking on the path of bloodshed, but he also knew he was walking on the path of change.

~x~

13wolfsbane: Okay, I think I've had enough of this chapter, guys. By the way, this part wasn't in the song, so I just added it in here for suspense or something.

Koji: What the hell, 13! You trying to get me killed!

13wolfsbane: Not really... for this chapter anyways.

Koji: The hell!

Takuya: 13, I hate my role, change it! And while you're at it, change Tommy's role, too! He's just a kid, girl!

13wolfsbane: Hey, I felt uncomfortable writing this a little, but I had to write something for this chapter. And least you're in the story, Taki.

Takuya: I didn't even want to be in it!

13wolfsbane: Whatever.

Yin: Anyway, please leave a review for 13 to read and tell us what you thought of the chapter. Please and thank you, no flames please.

13wolfsbane: At least she's not mad.

Yin: I'm not, 13... I'M FURIOUS!

13wolfsbane: Uh-oh! Um... bye guys!