Dangerous was the only word Tyki Mikk could describe the look in the young teen's eyes. His eyes were like the depth of the oceans with the darkness of the world enclosed in night. The depth of his determination shocked him really. Tyki smirked; the boy seemed to think he could recover his blade…
Kanda stared at him a long moment and wiggled his wrists, it was bound tight but it wasn't inescapable. His head had already begun healing. Slowly the dotted flicker of lights combined into one solid source. Nausea was still held in the pit of his stomach and head but it was tolerable. He could see.
Tyki Mikk cupped his chin between his fingers. He frowned.
Kanda hadn't been staring at him in determination to get free. His eyes stared at him in the determination to kill him.
"I promised a game, darling." Tyki realized, he was watching him, analyzing him but he was still shaky from the blow. He was having difficulty healing it seemed. "I will not allow you to leave until it is done."
"You seem to think I need your fucking permission," Kanda glared until he felt a sudden chill. His heartbeat nearly collapsed and air was all but forgotten. The fucking Noah, he cursed, was planning something. Kanda had stared the bastard down long enough for him to challenge him of course but Tyki's mind seemed to be…made up about something. He had posed as a bigger problem than anyone else he had faced; the Noahs being a pain in the ass already, but this time, Tyki seemed to have discovered something rather deadly because whatever it was he had just realized, it nearly made Kanda sick.
"I'll release you." The words finally came.
"What?" Kanda nearly shot himself from speaking without thinking, figuring he should have just shut up and approved so he could find Mugen and kill the perverted bastard, but it seemed difficult to comprehend exactly what was going on in Tyki's mind at the moment. He looked deadly…he looked greedy and a rush of emotions welled inside Kanda, suddenly feeling nervous.
"I'll untie you." He repeated walking behind the young teen and bending down behind him to undo the thick twisted ropes.
Kanda stilled, barely breathing. Tyki chuckled; the boy looked like a statue.
"Why?" Kanda said finally.
"I promised." Tyki repeated, grinning devilishly.
"You fucking promised a game, you said shit, about my release. I asked you why the fuck you're letting me go!" Kanda rose to his feet struggling with the ropes as they were weakened but not quite released. "I asked you why damnit!"
"Why, indeed." The Noah merely shrugged and stood, staring at the boy with the same eyes he had seen before. The look that made him sick, it was the look that made him believe he couldn't escape.
"You miscalculated." The Noah whispered against the back of his neck. Kanda whirled around as he felt the ropes drop loose.
"I never said I was letting you go."
The Noah of Pleasure said, his golden orbs staring down at him, grinning.