Author's Note: Ah, another chapter so soon? I'm really surprised at how quickly I am able to get these done. Though I realize if I don't keep at this pace I may not be able to finish it. So, after the events of last chapter, what could this one hold? Please, please let me know what you all think? I'd really like to know if I'm doing a good job at this...Though I realize it is a fanfiction. I still consider it one of my works, so I'd love some feedback. Thank you for reading this far!
The room glowed with the light filtering through walls of water and glass. Various colorful fish swam at their leisure. Shito leaned against one of the aquarium walls. He watched as Touhou began his preparations for "maintenance". It was one week early but Shito couldn't exactly refuse when the Xu Fu Exorcist called him. Finally Touhou gestured him forwards, that same sickeningly sweet smile on his face.
"Come Shito-sama, kneel here in front of me." Touhou said, his voice calm and somewhat amused.
Shito pushed himself from the wall and slowly walked toward him. He stopped, standing in front of the china man. "Touhou, what are you doing? It is not time yet for maintenance."
Touhou's smile faded slightly. He tilted Shito's chin upward, griping it firmly in his hand. "Shito-sama, you are being disobedient. I decided it was time for another session, and like the perfect monster you are, you came as told. Now kneel." Touhou pushed down on Shito's shoulder with his free hand. A spell coursed through the raven-haired boy's body forcing him to drop to his knees.
Shito grunted in surprise but his face remained emotionless. Touhou held his chin tilted back so he was forced to look up at the man before him. Touhou stepped forward closing the distance between them. Shito's chin, still grasped tightly in the other's hand, rested against the exorcist's stomach. Slowly Touhou traced a finger along the contours of Shito's delicate face.
"Such smooth, perfect skin. Flawless until broken." Touhou purred softly. "Hair, silk to the touch." Touhou's hand moved easily through the boy's ebony hair, lifting a few strands to his face.
"Tch. Die already." Shito muttered pushing the other's hand aside.
Touhou grinned. " And beautiful hatred fills your eyes. Your rebellious nature always thrills me, Shito-sama." Touhou shifted forward again pressing something hard against Shito's throat. "See what you do to me?"
The zombie's eyes widened and he jerked back, falling backward onto his elbows.
"You are disgusting!" Shito exclaimed.
Touhou chuckled, the pink light forming at his fingertips. He moved his hand in a small circle then down. Shito tried to get up but found his efforts useless. He turned a glare on Touhou.
"Stop messing around or I'll-"
"Or what, Shito-sama?" Touhou smirked bending to his knees, arms straddling Shito's immobile body beneath him. "You'll go back to Zombie-Loan? To that… 'friend' of yours? What was his name?"
Shito narrowed his eyes. "You leave him out of this."
"Ah! Akatsuki Chika-kun, yes?" Touhou's face turned to one of fake sympathy. "Shito-sama, he doesn't want you to come back. He hates you. Everyone hates you. You'll never be loved or even liked because of what you are. The perfect monster."
"Ch. You don't know anything about that." Shito growled. "Now get off me, trash."
Touhou crawled forward, taking Shito's face in his hand. "No, Shito-sama, I do know. And so does Akatsuki-kun. He knows what kind of monster you are. Why don't you ask him yourself?"
"What did you do?" Shito asked, eyes narrowed.
"I didn't do anything. No…but you did, Shito-sama." Touhou leaned forward and spoke into the boy's ear. "You dared touch him with your disgusting lips."
Shito gasped. "How did you-"
Touhou pushed him down further until his back was flat against the ground, he hovered over him, watching his face. "I know everything, Shito-sama. For you to do something like that without my permission is unforgiveable. You belong to the Xu Fu, to me, to Lao Ye. And then you go and tear apart a human's emotions. How very cruel of you."
"What I do in my own time has nothing to do with you!" Shito said and tried to sit up. Touhou, pressed a spell against him, keeping him down.
"No, it has everything to do with me. I control you, you remember that. And now you've no reason to stay in Japan. He hates you. You disgusted him. He'll never let you near him again. You won't be able to keep playing this little zombie game."
"I don't believe you. I refuse to believe you." Shito said. His mind faltered slightly. Could Touhou really be right? No, he was wrong. He was just trying to break him again. Akatsuki wouldn't hate him. Not for something like that. He wouldn't have even known about the kiss.
Touhou stood and offered an object toward him. "Call him, then. You'll see what I mean. But don't forget I warned you."
Shito found his body able to move again and slowly stood up, dusting himself off. He eyes the cell phone a moment before taking it into his palm. He stared at it deciding if he really did believe Touhou. He'd call…only to prove the Exorcist wrong. He flipped open the phone and dialed the number for Chika's cell and pressed it to his ear.
Shiba sat in a chair fiddling with two small tape recorders, ear plugs in his ears. He smiled peering back over at Chika huddled on the bed. Blood and other body fluids stained the sheets around him, his body torn. Chika shivered from the cruel chill in the air. He'd lost consciousness before Shiba had finished what he wanted. No matter, Shiba had all the time in the world to accomplish his desires. Hundreds of times in fact. Now the very sight of Chika's small naked body tempted him but he would wait until everything was finished before he'd take him again.
Shiba pulled the ear plugs from his ears and set them and the tape recorders down on the table. He stood and examined himself in the mirror. He'd taken a Yukata from Chika's closet and exchanged it for his clothes. It was a little short on him but it didn't matter. It belonged to Chika and that was enough for him. He turned from the mirror when he heard a small whimper behind him. Chika was shivering uncontrollably on the bed. Shiba slowly moved forward.
"Sh…my little Chika. I'm here. I'll warm you." Shiba sat on the edge of the bed and caressed the younger zombie's back with his hand. Chika curled in on himself more, somehow aware who it was that was touching him. Shiba shook his head. "How rude of you, I'm only trying to help." Shiba's voice was soft and gentle as if to calm him. Shiba laid the back of his hand against Chika's frozen cheek.
A loud ringing jerked Chika awake and he instantly tried to reach for his cell phone on the table. Shiba easily grabbed his arm pulling him back.
"No!" Chika yelled, his voice cracking.
"Hush, my little Chika. I did not say you were allowed to talk." Shiba said reaching over him to pick up one tape recorder and the cell phone.
Chika continued to struggle for the phone, desperate to call out for help. Shiba pulled the still weak boy to him, binding his wrists tightly in an instant. "Sh, Chika. I need to answer the phone." Shiba said clamping a hand over his mouth and pressing him to his chest. The phone continued to ring as Shiba opened it and laid it on the bed, the tape recorder next to it. He tapped the speaker phone button and then clicked a button on the recorder.
"Hello? Akatsuki?" Shito's voice came from the phone.
Chika struggled against Shiba trying to get free. To call out for help. Shito would definitely help him. He knew he would. But nothing he did worked. His body wouldn't fight for him, he was still far too weak. The silver-haired zombie's eyes widened when his own voice shouted from the small device.
"Shito! What the hell are you doing?" Chika's voice yelled.
"A-akatsuki is something wrong?" Shito asked, concerned.
"Yes something is wrong! You kissed me you bastard now get away from me!" Chika blinked in astonishment. Shiba had recorded his screaming…for this?
"How did you- Akatsuki listen I-"Shito tried to explain.
"Stop that right now! This is indecent and I don't want any part of it!" Chika's voice continued to scream into the phone.
"Akatsuki, let me explain. I'll be there in a few minutes-" Shito said quickly.
"No! Never! Get away from me you bastard! Go back to wherever it is you came from and never come back! You're sick! I will not let you do this to me! Never come back!" Chika's voice raged. It sounded so real, so convincing that even Chika himself couldn't have denied it.
Shito was silent on the other end for a moment. "Akatsuki…I-"
Shiba picked up the phone and said to the real Chika. "It's alright my little Chika, I'll speak to him for you."
Chika shook his head trying to rip his mouth free. To yell. To scream. To do anything to get Shito's attention. Shiba held him firmly and waited.
The little recorder on the bed spoke one last time. "S-shiba…" The voice was quiet…almost…welcoming. It made Chika sick to the core. He'd been used…it was just a cruel sick game to Shiba! And now it was hurting Shito.
"Sh…it's alright." Shiba said then held the phone to him mouth. "He's done talking to you, Shito. Please do as he asks and leave. I don't think he can handle any more now. You've done enough damage."
Shito nodded slowly….then answered quietly into the phone. "Please…tell Akatsuki that…I'm sorry."
"I will, but I doubt he will receive it." Shiba smirked down at Chika. His plan had worked. Shito was going to leave. He knew he would.
"…Take care of him." Shito said almost too quiet for Chika to hear. This caused the zombie to start struggling harder. Shito had no idea what was really happening. He had to know. Chika had to let him know somehow before it was too late. Shiba glared down at him as he spoke the farewell.
"Good-bye, Shito. I hope your trip back to Shanghai is pleasant. It was a pleasure meeting you." Shiba hung up the phone and tossed it against the wall, breaking it. "Now Chika, it is time for you and I to disappear."
Chika's eyes widened again. It wasn't over…no…somewhere deep inside he knew…Shiba wasn't going to let him go. His heart pounded in fear. He shook his head and this time, Shiba released him. Chika fell forward back onto the bed, his bound hands dripping blood down his back.
Chika's mind ran at high speed. Shito had believed the fake responses. He wasn't coming back….Chika was going to be left alone…but what about their hands? What was going to happen then? He'd heard that Touhou had the abilities to do…well he didn't really know. But the sort of business he was in…it was possible that Shito didn't really need to keep trading hands with Chika. He shook his head trying to clear the doubts from his mind.
Shiba stood and walked over to the closet then back to Chika holding a second Yukata. This was the first time that Chika noticed what Shiba was wearing.
"How disgusting…wearing my clothes…" Chika said quietly. He hadn't the energy to keep yelling.
"Don't you think it looks nice on me?" Shiba asked, smiling. He lifted the second Yukata. "Here's one for you. I'll untie you if you promise to put it on."
"Ch. I won't do anything you say." Chika said, turning away.
"Fine then, you'll have to stay naked. I wouldn't mind that at all." Shiba chuckled. "How cute your body is looking like that."
"You're sick! Untie me already!" Chika said, jerking his head towards the older zombie.
"I thought you'd chose that option." Shiba untied his wrists and offered the Yukata to him.
Chika tried to stand and found he couldn't. He cried out in pain falling back to the bed then to the floor. He grimaced, biting his cheeks to keep from crying out again. "Damnit…." He managed to say.
Shiba watched him a moment then bent over taking the garment from him easily. "I'll help you." He said simply and lifted Chika from the floor setting him upright on the bed.
Ashamed Chika closed his eyes and looked away as Shiba dressed him. He shuddered as the other's fingers brushed his bare skin. He clenched his teeth, swallowing hard both in fear and in anger. How could Shiba have done this to him? How had he let it happen? There was just too much that Chika didn't understand. He felt Shiba move away and turned to look around the room. Two suitcases stood near the door. His closet was open and empty. The drawers from his dresser were laying empty on the floor. Chika jerked his head towards Shiba.
"What are you doing? Why is all of my stuff packed up?" He asked, dreading the answer.
Shiba turned and smiled. "We're leaving of course. Going somewhere safe, where no one can take you away from me."
"No way! I will not go anywhere with you!" Chika managed to stand but staggered, having to hold himself up against the wall.
Shiba shook his head and moved to him, leaning his hand on the wall on either side of Chika's head. "You've really no choice in the matter. You belong to me. You WILL come with me wherever I decide." His voice was no longer amused. It was dark and full of menace.
Chika's body shuddered from fear. He couldn't speak but shook his head. Shiba smiled kissing his forehead. "In time you will learn, my little Chika."