Animalistic: chapter 3- Disease
"What is wrong with me?..." he stood in front of the sink, feeling the need to vomit. His skin was pale, dreadfully pale sickly even, with a hue that mimicked that of a snowman's. The boy's red hair falling like a wilted flower's petals over his face and neck. Silently, he began to choke, and slowly, it rose into a sob. "I feel like a monster..." He looked at his hands, they shook. But why? Like so many other questions that rattled Hikaru's brain, this question went unsolved.
Why was he acting this way? Why did he hurt Kaoru?
Hikaru! How could anyone like THIS?!?!" he screamed. The older had the tie in his mouth, and ripped it in two. Going down Kaoru's body, and tying the cloth around his ankles.
"Then I guess you'll be in a lot of pain."
"What?!" Hikaru reached over to the bed side table, and grasped the handle of a melting candle. A smile plastered his face. His pink lips pulled back to resemble a Cheshire Cat. "Hikaru?! What the Hell do you think you're doing?!"
"Oh! So the sweet little Kaoru can curse!" he said, a psychotic glint in his eyes shinned as he blew it out.
"No shit! Hikaru! Please! Don't do this!" HE screw his eyes shut, the tears spilling down his face; just like the red wax over his legs.
"Ya know, Kaoru, you're like a wax manikin. You look the same as another, and are programed to be a certain way. No different. We both are. I just chose to go another way. You, on the other hand, can't. Somethings you loose and somethings you just give away." He shrugged.
"Wh-?!"
"You can't move," the wax on his knees... "You can't speak," more of the red, boiling liquid poured on to his lips. But the younger didn't fight. It hurt too much. Sure, physically, it was unbearable, but what was worse was the emotional and physiological pain. The knowledge of his brother doing this too him. "and...you can't sleep.." he moved the candle over his face, just above his eyes. "you can never sleep. Not with these strawberry gashes. These sweet gashes..." The hot wax poured onto his eye lids.
"AHHHH!" he managed to choke out. It dripped down his cheeks. He was crying blood...
The scene played in his head like a VCR, rewinding, and playing over and over, driving him insane.
"My, are you jealous, hottie? Maybe you need a good thick cock inside you.." Hikaru's grin grew larger, as he sat on the back of the couch, and pulled the brown haired student close, making her drop the tea set. "Or are you too much of a daddy's girl to do anything? You cute little virgin..." He squeezed the tip of her nose.
"Hikaru, stop being a jack-ass."
"Oh, playing hard to get are we? Well, I c-"
"Hikaru." A very pissed off, posessive blond stood behind the orange haired teen. "You do not talk to Haruhi like that!"
"Pft, screw you boss!" He hissed, and spat at the 'prince'. He got off the couch and left. All the while, his brother sat their, dumb founded. This isn't Hikaru....what happened to his brother?...
His actions made him sick. It felt like a rat was inside his stomach, biting, and clawing. Its flea infested coat rolling around the inside of the organ.
"I feel like a monster, and you're my saint, Kaoru, I need you to drive it out of me..." He fell on his knees crying. "But how can I do that when I can't even look you in the eye anymore?"
How can you do that for me, when you don't even love me anymore?...