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Dream... (Part II)

It was a dream. He was in another world, a world made of his memories, his imaginations... it was a part of the ideal world where he longed to live for... It was a world that he had lost...

"Otosaka."

"What do you want now, Takajo?"

"Want to hep me seduce Yusarin?"

"I don't think so."

"Come on, even you know that my body is good enough to get her all turned up."

"Your face is a downfall."

"Stop treating me like that, I ain't controlling me physical structure."

"Don't waste time, Tomori is coming to us."

"Damn it... just in between my perfect plan..."

"What's perfect Takajo?"

"Nothing Nao, he is just blabbering, lets get to work."

"Let's then."

He would always have wanted to be there...

"Is that guy going to show up again?"

"Why do you think I'm calling you two then?"

"Maybe to let me and Yusarin spend some time alone?"

"You don't need to answer for me, and anyway, that would be the last thing she does..."

"Come to think of it, where is Yusa?"

"She's absent from school."

"Why?"

"I'm not her biographer, how am I supposed to know?"

"Did you not call her?"

"No."

"You are mean."

"If you have any problem then call her yourself!"

"I don't hav-"

"Sorry to interrupt but we're standing in front of the student council room for the last five minutes!"

"Can't be that long!"

"Whatever, let's go in."

But, he couldn't...

Otosaka Yuu woke up to a sharp pain on his head. It was his twenty fifth day. He was supposed to be released. Though he didn't know about that...

All he knew, were about his dreams, about his pleasures that lay in there. He knew about the perfect life that was inside his dreams. A life without worries, a life without...

"Aaaagh!"

A life without... torture.

Like every day, he was experimented on by the scientists, who used all kind of needles and syringes to be penetrating his body. Then, they would feed him, and again experiment. It was one hell of a life, with only three to four hours of sleep and peace. It was the real hell.

But, it was supposed to end today. His life was about the become smoother. He would be free. It would have given him hope and joy to have thought about this, but his mental and physical status was not such that he could enjoy hope even if he knew the upcoming feat.

Hopefully, he could be laid. Alive.

He had grown weak. Weak with trauma and fear. Weaker that he had ever been. His body was shred into ruins, his hands and feet thin and bony, and his ribs struck out of his chest. Apparently there was no feeling though. He was always in a state submerged consciousness,submerged emotion, giving that he was not forcefully awakened during the mad experiments on the different branches of science that would be the key to the dream that this unknown organization aspired to achieve in the near future.

Love, hope, sadness, happiness, jealousy, he had forgotten them itself, was forgotten by him, he had once willed to challenge his sole existence for the sake of others, but now he did not even know the reason of him being tortured in a place like this, it was not like he was unhappy as he had forgotten his emotions, the only thing was that his brain searched for a valid reason for his body to be feeling such pain.

He was dreaming again for the time being , about the past he had lost, about the time when he was enjoying his youth to a great extent. It was the time when he was taking pleasure trips from time to time, goofing around with is friends, t he student council. But, he did not know about this being his past or some varied imagination, for the fact was that he had lost his memories and was now in contact with torture, giving him an excuse to say that he could not think logically someone would have confessed to him, maybe he would have said, "What does 'love' mean?"

The people around him were ignoring the painful moans and cries that escaped his throat during his experiments, after all they were being paid for this work, as well as being let to live. The worked as per schedule, piercing his face with a needle of a particular danger sign or giving him slow pain to jam him into senses in order to get him to use his powers, which he seldom did, giving them as less information as possible. The gave him the final dose of glucose, the boss, after all, had asked them to stop their experiments for about a week, they never knew that he could be kind, or maybe it was a strategy. No one had once thought that Otosaka's handsome face was ruined. Well, even he himself wouldn't have cared...

"Guess you'll have no fun for the next week." Direnji smiled upon the almost corpse, who was now forced into a deeper sleep with medicines, in order to take him out of the room, maybe they'll send him to his friends's or maybe not. At least they knew that he might not be recognized by them, and Direnji wanted to have a glance at the young boy's face when he would have been rejected by his friends. But O he was but a busy man, he could not do things like that!

"Now go to sleep."

"It's been really long hasn't it?"

"Hmn, but I heard that Yuu will be released today."

"We all hrard that, Idiot!"

"Come on Tommori, stop bossing me around wherever we are."

"I am not."

"Please stop."

Nao blushed, she was getting carried away by the joy of knowing that her love, maybe not, was going to be relieved from his hellish state. She was glad as she would finally meet him. Would she get a chance to make strategies with him? Probably not.

"Okay, if we get to meet him then good, but let's us not cause a ruckus."

"Even me! Ayu wants to talk with brother too."

"Yes, Ayumi."

"Sir,"

"What?" Kai spoke up, irritated. He was drinking tea and someone was here to annoy him. How ridiculous!

"I have a bad news,"

"What?" he snapped.

"Otosaka-"

"What about him, don't tell me that the scientists have already killed him?"

"No sir, I wanted to say that," The messenger gulped, "He escaped."

The cup fell from his hands, shattering into a thousand pieces, "WHAT!?"

To Be Continued...

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