LMTM
Chapter 8
"Saga-Senpai" once more the faceless voiced called to him. This time however the voice had a face and a name :Ristu.
Ritsu's voice echoed through his thoughts and now endless possibilities sprouted in his mind. The fuck does this all mean! His dreams, were what?! Memories? Hallucinations? visions of an alternative universe? Nothing made sense anymore, especially the lingering feelings of pain and guilt that coursed through his veins at the sight of Ritsu looking so broken, the feelings that left his body feeling as if it had been engulfed by flames.
He needed answers and he needed them now!
Running a hand through his inky locks, he sighed trying to ease the stress. He stood frozen by the his bedroom door, contemplating before he filled his lungs with air .
"Yokozawa! "
Somewhere in his mind It was clear to him that If anyone knew anything it had to be Yokozawa.
Afterall he was one who had found him all those years one who had "saved " him from his self destruction, and had helped become what he was today; top fucking king.
"Yokozawa! We need to talk!" He waited impatiently as he summoned his loyal friend.
In seconds a ghastly black fog encased the room threatening to swallow everything whole, the lights began to flickered on and off and the wind blew wildly. The fog seemed to howl before dispersing into nothing. Out of the nothingness a man; demon, walked forward clad in a black suit. The man carried himself in a regal manner, head held high and shoulders broad and straight. The demon wore a scowl, though in reality even though he'd never tell a soul, he was rather pleased that Takano had called him.
Still, despite this he wore a mask of exasperation.
" What the hell Takano !? This better be important or I swear I'll smash your head into the nearest wall !" his voice boomed through the walls but held no bite.
After his outburst though the room fell silent once more, Yokozawa arched a brow because for once there was no witty comeback no, infuriating arrogant laugh, it felt awkward to say the least.
" Yokozawa … "
"O-Oi Masamune what's wrong?" Yokozawa had flinched at the sudden gravity in Takano's tone.
" Listen Yokozawa to me , I need you to tell me what happened to me before I met you"
Yokozawa tensed and regarded him with narrowed eyes " What are you talking about. We've been through this before I told you everything when I found you. You had no memories, you had nothing. You're lucky I found your sorry ass or you'd be decomposing in a ditch somewhere"
Takano sighed loudly, and hung his head, a dark shadow now covered his eyes.
"Youre right, I owe you everything, but… Yokozawa I know you're hiding something from me. I've always known, but I trusted your judgement, because I know everything you did was for my best. I put my faith in you and I trusted you. "
Takano's raised his head and regarded Yokozawa with a stern look.
"… But now Something has come up. And need to know! What happened all those years back. ."
Yokozawa's scowl deepened his teeth clenched. Where was all this coming from anyway? He laughed coldly.
" And may I ask what this something is ? Because obviously this something must be important, otherwise you wouldn't be making such reckless accusations"
There was that awkward silence again, and for the second time Yokozawa wondered where the boisterous laugh was.
" I wanna know about Ristu."
The air around them seemed to drop and Yokozawa visibly paled. His reaction was the only proof Takano needed, to know he was right all along. A weight of guilt for doubting his friend was lifted off his shoulders and an air of irritation seeped around him.
" Who told about that bitch!" Yokozawa fiercely took ahold of Takano's collar and through clenched teeth he questioned him, " Tell me ! so I can rip their head off"
Takano slapped his grip away with ease but held the latter's eyes. " I've been have splitting headaches thinking over and over trying to find this guy in my memories, I can't find anything, so don't you dare turn around and walk away from this. Tell Me !"
Yokozawa's glare deepened, his thin lips parted as if to say something before closing them once more and turning around " Like Hell I'll tell you . I'll take that to my grave" He really shouldn't have said that.
"Yokozawa! Halt! You have been my loyal friend all these years but if you don't tell me I will have you arrested for treason. I am the king after all."
" Treason how dare you- I'm doing this for you Masamune ! You don't know what that bastard did to you! "
Takano grabbed Yokozawa by the shoulders " Then Tell Me !"
" Fine! If only to get it into your head that you need to forget everything about that guy"
(Yokozawa speaking to Takano)
I found you at the edge of hell, where even the damned don't roam. You were screaming " Ritsu " over and over again as if calling his name would magically bring him to you. And then you started sputtering about how you couldn't believe the he was here because he didn't belong with the damned.
You started crying, and i swear my heart; or whatever was in that cold cavern i called a chest, skipped a beat.
I approached but you heard me even before i appeared in front of you. Your eyes were blood-red, and fangs protruded from your mouth that bled because it was not used to the sharpness of your fangs. And then I could smell it in you, the smell of a newborn demon. Ha, when you smelled me you instantly launched at my claws tore into my skin and I bled like no tomorrow, it stung like a bitch, You growled at me like some kind of animal, ready to rip me shreds. It took everything i had just to get you off of me. By wild look in your eyes, the strength in your grip and by the smell of your blood I knew then and there that you had made a contact with a monster of a demon, heh, at that time I didn't expect it to be the former king.
I'm not gonna lie, once I saw that you had " snapped" I knocked you out unconscious and then took us back to my home. I figured if I really wanted to talk to you I'd rather wait until you sobered up. Once I got a good look at you i realized that you couldn't be any older than 19, you were barely a man by any standards. It made curious as to why you would sell your soul to one of us.
Now you know that when we find something interesting we snatch it up and don't let it go. It's in our nature, after all what do we have to live for , war is dull after a while , and life is bleak here. So asked you what had happened and you said something like,
" Guess it doesn't matter who I tell, I'm never gonna leave this place, and I'm never going to see him again...", the look of distraught on your face was enough to fuel my curiosity.
You told me how you had fallen in love with this guy named Ritsu, how he had been the only one you had let into your heart. And how the bastard drop kicked your ass and left you one day. And then, and I quote " life decided to run me over '' Your parents got a divorce and you moved away right afterward, you never saw Ristu again. Your sorry excuse for a mother never gave you the time of day and you had to fend for life became bleak because the only person that you had let in, the only person you had loved, abandon you. The rest of the story is clear as day, you sold your soul because you wanted to find him. You wanted to find your Ritsu, who had been your light in your darkest days. Because you loved him.
Still in the end the demon who had taken your contact tricked you and you landed in this shit hole.
In the end I let you live with me, and in the weeks that followed you stopped looking for Ristu, but you never forgot him. You decide to drown yourself in liquor and sex. Till you were more wasted than awake.
I decided to put an end to it so that you could move on. I put a bound your memories with a spell, locked them away so that you could move on. And you did. You moved on, now look at you're king of this bloody empire.
Its better this way .
" So now Masamune I told you what I know. Tell me how you know about Ritsu"
Yokozawa's voice dripped with venom.
Takano stood stunned. " I-I met him by coincidence one day, and I brought him here"
Yokozawa's face contorted. Jaw locked and eyes that could kill, his claws twitched ready to shred. " He's alive ! And you brought him here!"
" …..He's an angel" Takano's voice grew low " Takafumi, I was human? How could you hide that from me! Don't you think i deserve to know that !" His voice became desperate " Don't you think I deserve to know the person i gave my life, my fucking soul for! "
" In your time of need that bastard abandoned you. I regret nothing "
Transparent black bars grew from the floor and swiftly surrounded Takano till he was clasped in a cage. Takano growled in realization and his stomach clenched at the thought of Ristu getting hurt.
" Yokozawa! You can't keep me in here for long ! I'll kill you if you hurt him ! "
" My only regret will be not killing him fast enough" With that Yokozawa coiled into a black fog and dispersed with a howl in search for the Angel.
As soon as i'm done with him. I'll bind Takano's memories again. It'll be like nothing happened.
TBC
Hey so i didn't abandon this story or anything just really busy. so any way i hope this made sense to you guys if not i like you to tell me, i want this to be enjoyable for me and you.
also big help if you guys could help me find this USUK fanfic, I don't know if you read usuk but if you know someone please help. anyway its about how Arthur is a makeup artist and moves to New York to pursue his dream. He is asked to work for this play which just happens to star Alfred F jones. They meet at a bar my coincidence one night and alfre is like wanna come to my boat party. any way arthur goes gets a major headache and gets to work late. stuff happens and Arthur is hit by a car. I promise you this is a great fic it's just me thats explaining it wrong. Also its not , I read that fanfic and I love the author Galythia, especially Not so classic Romance , but it's not the same fanfic, they're just similar. Please help. Please.
