AN: Second chapter of the night. Again not beta read. Enjoy and comment, please.
Gojyo wasn't sure where the driver was taking the two of them, but wherever it was, it was a few hours away from Hakkai. He really wanted to be in the same city as him, there would be a higher chance of running into him and talking to him without being watched over. He didn't think he would be able to risk going there on his own, it might give it away he wasn't the other person they had fashioned for him. He wasn't going to risk them finding out he hadn't taken to the process as much as he wanted to be free from this he could not risk Hakkai's life like that.
When they finally pulled off of the highway the driver received a phone call. Gojyo could not hear what was being said – he was interested – but had no way of knowing what was being said. There was a glass in between them and the driver. He wanted to know where they were going and what was going on. He didn't like being left in the dark about what was going on. He wanted to know what they had planned for him to do, he really didn't understand on why he was the one who had been taken. He really didn't have anyone he was close to, besides Hakkai. He couldn't see any reason on why him being close to Hakkai would be the reason on why he was taken. He wanted a reason so he could try to understand why his life had been ruined by these people, but there didn't seem any way he could find out, without giving it away he was still himself. He had an idea what was going to be asked of him, with the type of person he had thought up of. It still wasn't enough for him. He knew he would have an easier time pretending to be someone else if he had more information to go off of, anyone would.
The other thing that bothered him was that he didn't have any kind of skills they would be able to use, easily. As much as it pained him, the one he thought would be of more use to them would be Hakkai. He was the smarter out of the two them. Hakkai had managed to get into University. Gojyo didn't go to University. He had been working at several mechanic shops, but nothing full time or steady. Gojyo could not see that as a reason to take him.
Over the drive he didn't try to engage the woman into any kind of conversation, it might've been the smart thing to do, but he couldn't bring himself to do that. The woman also wasn't trying to make any kind of conversation, so he didn't really want to try and push it. A couple of times he did look over at the woman to see what she was up to, she looked like she was trying to figure out where they were going as well.
He had guessed when he was introduced to the woman; she was in the same situation as him. He wondered if she had taken to the procedure or she was just playing along the same as him. He would need to find that out so he could play along just as far as he needed to and not any further. She hadn't been watching him closely or critically. She appeared to be normal, even if she was a little sad. Her brown hair was braided down her back. If he hadn't been with Hakkai he could see her being someone he would approach.
When they entered the town, it appeared to be a town for rich people. Everything looked like it was over priced and all of the cars were sitting on the side of road, they were shiny brand new and one of there were worth more than Hakkai and him would be able to make in a year. He felt disgusted at it all and wanted to go around break all the windows to the cars. It made him sick there was a town like this. He knew if this was the area he was suppose to be living in, he wasn't going to like it and he would feel like he was out of place. He knew this wasn't a place for him. He wanted nothing more then to go back to the one bedroom apartment he shared with Hakkai.
The driver took his time going through the town; Gojyo just wanted him to get through it and as quickly as possible. Gojyo could not find anything which was familiar and that unsettled him greatly. Once the driver had made it through the town he drove them down a road with huge maple trees arching over the road. Gojyo couldn't think on where they were going. He saw the odd driveway with a big ornate gate and a cedar hedge going from the gate until in met up with the arching trees.
At what felt like it was the end of the road they pulled into a driveway. The gate was black with a slight gothic style to it. It looked like they were trying to imitate a house which had been passed down from one generation to the next, but the flaw was, it looked to new. Gojyo didn't want to see what the house looked like, if the gate was that ornate. The driveway was long enough for him to start to question how big the place would be. After going around a corner he saw the lights from the house shinning out in the pale dusk of the night. He felt like he was going to get lost with the size of the house either on purpose or by accident. He didn't like anything here and he knew he never would. At least here he would be able to hide from everyone else in the house.
He started to wonder how long the two men and whoever they worked for had a planed this. More importantly he wanted to know how long it had been since he had gone missing for and how long they had tried to make him believe he was someone else. If he had to guess, he knew it was shorter then what he expected. To him it felt like it had been at least a year, but he had nothing to go off of for that guess.
Once the car had stopped and the driver gave both of them their instructions. They got out of the car and walked into the house as the car drove away. Gojyo and the woman pretending to be his wife entered the house. Everything they had told him keep this woman, he knew the only way he would be able to make it through and not to mess this up was to pretend that she was Hakkai. He felt bad about using the image of Hakkai like that, but it was going to be the only way he would be able to get through this.
Walking through the house with his arm either around the woman or his hand in hers, he couldn't find anything that reminded him of anything he had seen before. Yes, it had the same type of rooms he was used to, but there wasn't anything in them he found familiar. Everything was so lavious it looked like they had gone through a catalogue and brought the most expensive thing they could find. It was on everything from the silverware to the king sized four posted bed. Everything was new and had no value as an item which might have been passed down from one family head to the next. There wasn't one item which they could even pretend was from a past relative. All the photos of him and his 'wife' were fake. He wanted to go around to destroy everything around him, it was all a little over the top. However, he knew he had to pretend he liked it; the person he was suppose to be playing had always lived in this kind of luxury.
They walked around the house again trying to remember where everything was. He had really like the one bedroom apartment he had shared with Hakkai; this house had at least five bedrooms, at least which were how many he had found, so far. There was no way he could see all of those rooms to be filed at any one time. He knew what one of the things they wanted him to do and he was going to try his hardest to make sure it didn't happen.
They wanted him to play the loving and doting husband. Both Gojyo and his 'wife' of one year moved to town to settle down and raise a family. When they had told him that he had thought there was no way he was going to let that happen. First of all he didn't want to have any kids, they would be just too much of a pain and second he was fairly sure that this woman also had someone else outside who would want her back. He wasn't going to mess up her life as well as his. It didn't matter what they tried to do
He took a seat on one of the couches in one of the sitting rooms to sit there and think on what they wanted him to do and who they wanted him to be so he didn't mess up so soon. He would figure out how long he had been missing later. He let the woman go to the kitchen to start on their dinner.
He had turned the lights off so he could sit in the dark. He found sitting in the dark was comfortable and he was able to forget where he was. He had found out when they had tried to break him down and they had locked him in a dark room for several days at a time. Besides locking him in the dark room they deprived him of food and water for the same amount of time. He hadn't found being locked in a dark room was a bad idea; he found it easy to forget about his circumstances and pretend he was with Hakkai. He was able to lock himself up into a little bubble and have it feel like it was the real world.
It had taken the two men a couple of weeks to realise that sensory deprivation wasn't working, at that point they had tried different techniques. Each one was worse than the last. They started to do a combination of different techniques to try and break him down to the point they would be able to start conditioning him into the person they had created for him. They put him through electroshock and then put him to sleep with a barbiturate in one arm through an IV, while shocking him wake with an amphetamine in the other. During both of those techniques one of the men would start telling him who he was supposed to be. It was always the same man. Then they would return him to his dark cell and they would still with hold food from him. If they gave him any it would not be food which would be fed to a human being. They would tease him with a proper meal and tell him he would not be able to eat it. It was only meant for Kenren. Kenren would be able to eat it once Gojyo let go of his old life.
The one thing they didn't know, was when Gojyo was returned to his room he would remember everything there was bout himself and he would remember Hakkai. Hakkai was the one thing they could not erase. Gojyo would do this through imaging his life with Hakkai and then change what happen to him when the men picked him up from the shop. He would imagine Hakkai came and picked him up and none of this happened. Some times he would let them start to take him but have Hakkai come in while that was happening. This way the men would receive a beating, since Hakkai was very possessive of him. Gojyo didn't mind, he actually liked it.
Gojyo didn't have any memories of what happened to him. The last thing he remembered was working on his car and then he woke up in the dark cell. He had no idea how they managed to take him, how they were able to subdue him. He knew he would have put up a fight, but he did not or could not remember.
Once they had thought they had gotten him broken down enough they started to mould him into anther person. They had tried to do this through several techniques. They would use hypnosis on him or they would disoriented him with narcotics. All the while bombarding him with images and information of what his childhood was like and what happened.
They had given him everything from the events happened to the character he was playing since childhood all the way up to why he had married his hometown sweet heart. Gojyo could not tell if the images there were using were real or fabricated. They made sure he was out of it so it was only a collage of images and stories. They did make sure all the family he would have had was dead, which made things easier for him. Of course he fought like hell to make sure he didn't become that person. Even with him fighting so hard not to forget who he was, the men didn't give up, so he had to try and fool them if he was ever to be free again.
He had felt it was too much like school trying to remember everything to do with the person they were trying to get him to be. It was easy to remember what the things that were similar to his own personality and life, but he had the hardest time to get down all the little formalities he had to do when he met a person, whether it was someone he knew – like his wife – or if it was someone he didn't know at all. Each one had a different greeting and a different way he had to say goodbye to them. He really just wished he could just be himself and go home to Hakkai.
He knew sitting in the dark like this wasn't the way he was supposed to act. He really hoped there weren't any cameras or they might be asking why he had done that. He figured they would let him have a little bit of a leeway since it seemed like he had already passed the main test. He wouldn't put it past them to be keeping an eye on him just to make sure he hadn't fooled them. He got up off of the couch and made his way to the kitchen. He would see what she was making, but he knew he wasn't going to be helping; it wasn't in the script they had made for him, not that he would've been that much help. He had never been able to really help Hakkai with anything in the kitchen. He was only able to distract Hakkai, and took great pride in being able to do that and did it as often as he could.
Upon entering the kitchen he already knew there wasn't anything he would be able to help with, even if he wanted to or even if he was allowed to. It looked like she had everything being done in a certain way and he would only mess it up with trying to help. He shook his head lightly and got ready for what was going to be a long couple of weeks or however long it took him to get out of this predicament.