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Chapter 2
Kanda woke up in chains. The cool metal was wound around his torso, pinning his arms and rendering any form of movement useless. Kanda wasn't sure that he would have wanted to move anyway. His legs felt like withered stumps that had been set alight and his head wasn't feeling much better.
He was in a small room that appeared to belong to a child. It was full of soft and fluffy toys. Kanda wasn't sure what their normal name was. Plusher or something he thought. The toys surrounded him and he found it was in no way comforting. If anything, having those blank eyes staring up at him was creepy. But nothing was creepy to Kanda.
A single bed was only a few feet away but Kanda had been deposited on the floor. Kanda scoffed painfully. He didn't like being treated as a toy. There were no other people around him but he thought he could hear voices pleading from somewhere outside of his room. In all likelihood, he had been taken to the Akuma's base.
Why the Akuma hadn't killed him, Kanda wasn't sure but he was certain that it did not bode well. Kanda just hoped that there was some Noah around so that when he freed himself, there would be someone worth killing. Then he would go back to the Order and slice up that Usagi and Moyashi as well.
Kanda was to be disappointed there. The door that he had failed to notice opened and the Queen walked in. Kanda averted his gaze from the intended sultry expression on the Akuma's face. The Queen refused to let Kanda maintain the facade of his solitude.
"Hello my pet." She whispered, kneeling in front of him and jerking his face around to face her.
Kanda spit in her face.
The Queen sighed and wiped the spit away. With long thumbs, she stroked his face, exploring the delicate lines. The digits stopped, poised underneath glaring eyes.
"You have such a lovely face." The Queen whispered. "I would hate to damage it."
The threat was clear and Kanda didn't spit again. He needed his eyes.
One hand moved from Kanda's face to venture further. Kanda felt a stopped breath and the serious urge to kill as the hand slid between the buttons of his uniform and to his chest. He had hoped that the singlet would stop direct contact but the Queen appeared to find the material amusing. She was rid of it within seconds. Kanda still wasn't sure how but now he had more pressing concerns.
He struggled as she rubbed circles against sensitive skin but stopped as he felt claws dig in above his heart. The pain went away quickly and the uncomfortable ministrations started again. The entire process was revolting to Kanda and he felt no desire other than his usual wish to kill.
At his unresponsiveness, the Queen withdrew her hands.
"We will continue this later, my pet, although if you keep on like this, things could get quite painful."
"When I am free, things will be much more painful for you." Kanda promised
The Queen gave a shrill laugh.
"Good luck with that."
She was still laughing when she slammed the door shut once more.