*Hanamiya's POV*
It was Day Two. Hanamiya decided to let them have one day of peace, and then the real fun would begin. The gleam of his silver tools brought a grin to his face. Today was the day he finally got his revenge on both the prodigies and the shadow. How long will they last?
*GoM+Kuroko POV*
"It's a good thing Kagami-kun didn't tag along yesterday, ne, minna-san?"
"Indeed, we'll have to hope that Bakagami realizes something is wrong and contacts the police."
"Daiki, I'd advise against saying something like that. Remember the rules?"
"From now on, the rules don't really matter, you'll be hurt anyway." If they had their feet on solid ground, they would have jumped a few feet into the air. Hanamiya had somehow managed to sneak into the room without making a sound, and the effect he had was similar to Kuroko's low presence...Kuroko was the only one who could see, of course.
So, naturally, he tried to tell them what the monster that was Hanamiya Makoto was holding."Minna-san! He's holding a bunch of... silver... things!" Taking a deep breath, Kuroko pried, "Hanamiya-san, what are those for?"
Surprised at Kuroko's willpower to stay in one piece, Hanamiya inwardly sighed. Well, this is Kuroko. I shouldn't have assumed that this would be easy. "Kuroko, you're surprisingly composed. I wonder what I could do to make you shaky, sweating, and crying?"
Walking over to Kise, Hanamiya lifted Kise's shirt and traced his stomach. Deciding to bring Kuroko's restrainment chair closer to the scene, he noticed how light Kuroko was. It felt as if he wasn't holding anything but a chair. Lifting up Kise's shirt once again, Hanamiya held up a small knife."Iie! IIE! DON'T!" Kuroko spoke in a tone that, if he hadn't been restrained, would have seriously been terrifying. But what could he do when he was restrained?
Turning to Kuroko, Hanamiya laughed, "What can you do anyway? Okay, here's the game plan: I'll torture one for an hour each day. Afterwards, I'll pour salt water over their wounds. I'll make sure they're treated properly, so we can continue the next day without worrying about them bleeding to death."
"Hanamiya... s-stop... please? Please? If it's money you want, I'll give you as much as you want..." Quivering in fear, Kise laid his last card down on the table.
"Why would I take money when I can break my enemies instead? Truly, there is no greater happiness than the suffering of others." Making a small incision in Kise's stomach, Hanamiya announced, "I will be drawing a puppy on your stomach, Kise."
Yelps and screams of varying intensities came from the suffering model. Slowly, slowly, slowly, the knife etched into his smooth skin and made the details of a cute puppy. First the ears... tilting the knife to get the specific angles needed, digging deeper at certain points, just for the fun of it... Hanamiya sure was enjoying himself. In fact, he was enjoying himself so much that he almost didn't hear the timer that marked the end of an hour. Kise could no longer speak. The pain of having a sharp edge being dug into your skin was too much for him to handle.
Hanamiya snickered, "Even the prodigies are trash when they can't move. Look, the copycat can't even speak! It's too bad that I couldn't get to finish my puppy." Pouring salt water over the puppy, Kuroko couldn't help but notice that it looked like the red puppy with the red eyes had empty eyes with blood flowing out...
Tears flowed out of his eyes. Kise-kun... I'm so powerless... this is all because of me..."Kise-kun, sumimasen..."
"K-K-Kurokocchi, i-it's alright. I'm finE. You h-heard him, he's g-going to keep us alive at the very least."
Kuroko saw through his tough facade. But he appreciated that Kise was trying to do his best to stay sane.