A/N: Here's chapter 3. Its short and not very good. I'm not sure if I made the right choice. Ung. So enjoy.
Blood and terror. He hadn't been able to save a single person. In fact, he had been splashed in the face by one of the people he tried to protect. He had fail.
Satoshi woke up when he was kicked in the stomach by Shinji. He was there with Kurenai, looking down at him. He had almost forgot that he fell asleep on the floor. He made his way to his feet.
"Well, it's been two hours since our last little...discussion,"Kurenai said trying to pick out the correct word. She paced across the white room and looked down at the shirtless young man. She smiled. "So what have you decided on?"
Satoshi remained quite for a few moments before sighing. He looked at the black haired woman with sad, amber eyes. Shinji yawned uninterested. Satoshi nodded.
"I'll cooperate with you. But only because there is nothing else I can do." Satoshi muttered. He hated his final decision but there weren't any other options left. A wide, toothy grin spread across Kurenai's pale skin. She cheerfully laughed, quicky moving to his side. She grasped his hand firmly.
"That is truly wonderful news! I'm so glad!" Kurenai rejoiced as Shinji stared at the wall. She released his hand and clapped loudly. The white metal door opened again and two people entered the room. He recognized one of them to be Tamako, however she did not look as cheerful as before. The other was a young boy, around 15 years of age with shoulder length green hair. He had icy grey eyes. The two stood next to the door like statues, their eyes not even blinking. A shiver ran down Satoshi's spine. The two looked like dolls.
"You called, Kurenai-sama?" the two asked in unison. Shinji looked up for once as Kurenai address the two. Satoshi noticed something about all four of them; their eyes were not natural in any way. Kurenai's crimson, Shinji's cat like green, Tamako's impossible blue, this boy's frozen over grey. Satoshi wondered what caused their eyes to become that unusual.
"Tamako, Katsuya. Please take Satoshi to his quarters. Attend to any of his needs," Kurenai instructed to her assistants. They nodded in unison as they approached Satoshi.
"Wait. You said you would explain what I'm supposed to do," Satoshi demanded to know what he had to do for these people. Kurenai looked down at him with her crimson eyes. She did not smile.
"It will not be anything that you need to fret about. Just test a few thing, like medicine. It's not a big deal really. Other than that, your stay with us will be quite pleasant," Kurenai explained to the boy. Satoshi could tell she was skipping a few details but before he could say anything, Tamako and Katsuya were in front of him. They grabbed him by the arms roughly, forcing him to go forward. They partially dragged him out of the room. The last thing he saw out of that room was Kurenai following his movements with a chilling smile.
The hallway was the same as the previous room. It was completely white; the floors, the wall, the decore. The hall was empty except for the three of them and their footsteps echoed out loudly. Not long after they left the room, Tamako and Katsuya released Satoshi's arms. The two looked at him, Tamako looking down at him because she was much older and taller than him, and Katsuya looked up because he was young and rather short.
"Ypu may follow us from here, Satoshi-san." The two bowed deeply together for him. He felt uncomfortable but nodded his head. The two made their way down the hall, the only way not to lose them was the color of their hair. Satoshi followed behind them slowly, sneakers squeaking when he walked. He looked around and saw that there were absolutly no doors or window along the walls. Satoshi's skin was freezing; it seemed that the air conditioning was on full blast and he no longer had his shirt. He shivered noticably. Tamako turned back to him from halfway down the hall. She removed her own white coat and threw it across to him. He was surprised she had that strong of an arm since there was quite a distance between them. Her expression remained the same.
"If you're cold, put that on. It would not be good if you froze already," Tamako said with a small laugh. The laugh sounded fake. Satoshi however was freezing and put the coat on, body warming only a few degrees from the added cloth. Tamako and Katsuya began to walk again. Satoshi stood still for a few moments then ran to catch up to the two.
"Tamako-san, tell me. What am I here for," Satoshi asked when he caught up to the blonde woman. She glanced down at him sadly, then brought her gaze back to in front of her. She sighed slighly, still keeping her fast pace. Satoshi felt like screaming. Why was he really here?
"I am not permitted to say. I'm sorry Satoshi-san," Tamako finally said. Satoshi knowing he would not find out, continued to follow but from further behind. They had walked nearly ten minutes yet he had not seen a single door. How far away did they have to go still? Tamako noticed that the raven haired boy had back off somewhat at her response. She looked back at the confused boy. She spoke very softly. If it wasn't for the deathly silence, it would have been inaudible.
"I will say only one thing," she whispered. Satoshi looked up at the blonde assistant. She was facing him, but her deep blue eyes refused to meet his gaze. "Both Katsuya and I had once long ago been in the same position as you. You were wise to cooperate. I was not wise enough to agree and I regret it to this day. But the pain will not last long, for the body eventually numbs..." Tamako's voice broke off. Satoshi could see in her eyes that she had suffered greatly in her life. Satoshi wanted to ask her more, but the look of sorrow in her blue orbs told him it would be best not to mention anything. It seemed like forever until the white was finally broken by a dark staircase.
"Please step this way, Satoshi-san. We will be right be behind you." Katsuya placed his hand on his shoulder and ushered Satoshi up the stairs. Satoshi began to ascend up the stairs and noticed that although it seemed like it was the first thing not white, it was actually just heavily shadowed. The stairs themselves and walls still remained white. Satoshi kept climbing upwards. He looked back and saw that the two were indeed following him up. Luckily the winding staircase came to an end as a white door sat at the top. Hesitant, he placed his hand on the knob and turned, holding his breath. He walked into the small room. It was around the size of a large closet. He stepped inside and examined his new residence. Like everything else there, the walls were pure white and there were no windows.
"Please do not leave the room, Satoshi-san. You will be allowed to leave the room when someone comes to get you." Satoshi turned to see Tamako closing the door behind him.
"Wait! You're just going to leave me here?" Satoshi yelled a moment too late, as the door slammed shut. Satoshi felt like he couldn't breath for a moment; maybe it was the absolute white that made it impossible to see the door any longer that frightened him or the fact that everything was crashing down. Satosh felt his legs give out as he collapsed onto the ground. He didn't move; he just stared up at the white ceiling. He took off the white coat that Tamako had given to him and threw it, now no longer visable in the sea of white. Satoshi scrunched his eyes closed, trying to bring darkness into his sight.
Everything's going to change now, isn't it?
"Satoshi-san?" called a quiet voice. Satoshi refused to wake up. Not until he was sure everything that had happened was a dream. The voice pestered again and he felt a sharp poke in his side. Maybe his mother was trying to wake him up. He hoped beyond hope that his mother was trying to wake him up, trying to get him to do something. That hope was quickly demolished when a painful blow got him in the chest. He gasped as the wind was knocked completely out of him. His eyes opened but was momentarily blinded before he realized what was going on.
It wasn't a dream.