Chapter 18

He was back there. They had their hands on him, under him, in him. He couldn't breath. He couldn't move. All he could do was take their violation of him in silence, pleading with his mind to let him go. The other, the red had let go of him at least.

"WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME?!" Had he done that? Is that the reason why he was being punished. Why? Why? There was someone calling his name. There was someone yelling out his name. He could not go. He could not go, not there, not to them. He couldn't go out there.

"Does the little broken bird want his wings?" Leering brown eyes entered his gaze.

"Stop," he whimpered. He knew that was the wrong thing to say for the pain that arched through his limp body made him retch.

"You still haven't said the right words yet." Another spike of pain. "You know what will happen if you don't ask correctly Bya-chan."

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"BYAKUYA!! BYAKUYA!!" Renji was desperate. One second the former sixth division captain has been sleeping peacefully, hand fisted in his hair, and the next instant; a wave of wild reiatsu hits him square in the chest while the figure on the bed starts thrashing and screaming. He was sure now that they had woken up the entire Seireitei, if not just the fourth division and there still seemed no end to the struggle.

"BYAKUYA!! STOP IT!!" To Renji's relief, the struggling and the screams died down instantly, but that relief quickly faded when he realized that Byakuya was still not coherent. Instead, his body had tightened into coils, struggling in small spasms as if bound, quiet, pleading whimpers sliding their way out of his throat.

"Ya…yamete." Eyes tightly shut, Byakuya gave another small spasm, head jerking to the side as if slapped. "I…I…I don't want…"

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"I…I…don't…no!!" He felt the other hands leave him, replaced by a pair of smooth, cold hands, watching in utter helplessness as the white hair draped itself over his bare chest, lips kissing down in utter tenderness while a tongue snaked out to lap at the sweat beads.

"You are utterly delicious Bya-chan." Teeth sunk into the flesh, tearing a muffled gasp from his lips as the tongue followed to lap up the blood.

"Are you enjoying this?" He wanted to say no, he had to say no. But he couldn't breath. Where was the red, He wasn't supposed to be here. Why was he here?

"You want to go out. I can see it. But," those brown eyes met his and a smirk that made him want to scream spread itself across the white haired man's face, "do you know what awful things we are capable of if you go outside."

"WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME?!" This was why. This was why. He felt the pressure and he knew what was coming. He let his body go limp. It was done. This was all there was now.

"You should know what to say if you want this to stop." The dry thrust tore him and he was choking on his own spit.

"Ah…Ah…Ah…"

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Renji needed to run. He needed to run. He didn't want to hear this. He couldn't hear this. The struggling was weakening, but Renji did not want it to. Not anymore. He wanted to scream. Scream at the sleeping man to keep fighting, to keep screaming because someone can hear him. He wanted him to wake up. No, he needed him to wake up. Suddenly, Byakuya's body went completely limp and soft, hopeless whimpers resonated through the air.

"Ya…yamete, onegai…onegaishimasu."

The first let his hair go. Renji ran, slamming the door behind him.

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"Ya are enjoying this, aren't ya?" No, he wasn't, he wanted it to stop. Scream, scream. But he couldn't. Hi head hurt, his throat hurt, his body was being slammed on the table. The collar was choking him. He wanted it to stop. When the white haired man yanked on the chain to bring his body upward, he knew there would be no end to this. He could pass out if he wanted to, but that would just mean more cruelty to make up for lost time. It was deeper inside him, hitting there. He threw his head back, choking, limp arms grapping for something. Not there, not there.

"Look at ya, so beautiful." No more. No more.

"Yamete…onegai yamete." A hand on his member brought him to a crashing release and he was thrown back onto the floor, head slamming against the wall. The chains were redone and the figures were laughing as they left. One stayed back. The same cruel hand lifted his chin and had his eyes meet theirs.

"That wasn't so hard was it?" A sharp slap brought mind spinning, his ear ringing, consciousness fading fast.

"You'll learn and you'll learn fast." The door slammed.

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Japanese Translation: Stop, please stop