Repeating History with Amane!

"Do you fear being Hunted, Amane?"

Amane flew against the science lap table, coughing up blood as he sinks down to the floor. Tsukasa tilted his head as he twirled a yoyo around playfully. "I guess I was wrong, you're not as bouncy as a yoyo Amane," he concluded tapping the heel of his shoe on the ground.

Amane wiped his mouth as he tried to catch his breath, his clothing torn and body shades of purple and blue. It had only been a month since Tsukasa's resurrection and history had repeated itself once again.

But this time, history had become more warped, the story had changed; it had become darker, bloodier- and yet the ending stayed the same.

Amane would run from Tsukasa, Tsukasa would hunt him down, torture, molest and humiliate him- then set him free to restart the game all over again.

At first it was only because he couldn't stay in the world of the living for too long, or else he'd be devoured by the black and reappear back into his side of the 7th ward. But now, it had become entertainment.

The hunt of finding Amane all over again was as much fun as tormenting him. Simply knowing Amane was always in fear; looking over his shoulder at every moment, was turn on for Tsukasa

I kicked Amane again, knocking the air out of his chest as his back slammed against the steal table. He held his chest as he spit up blood, hunching over in pain as I laughed walking toward him.

"This body is so much better than your human one; I can do as much damage as I want and you don't die!" I cheered opening my arms wide.

"Oh, but I guess it sucks all of my work disappears so fast," I sighed sitting down so we were both on the floor. Amane gasped as I shoved him against the table, holding to it as I opened up his shirt. I smiled. "These colors too, are very pretty," I admired softly stroking the tinder bruised flesh.

I licked my lips, "Haaaa, how does it feel, Amane?" I asked looking at the exhausted boy. He flinched as I grabbed his cheeks, blood ran down his lips and I felt so hungry. This is the shade of internal bleeding, I had only ever seen it once, but it was a shade of crimson I could never forget.

"This color looks good too," I complimented. He bit his lip in irritation, "Tsukasa," He muttered before I kissed him. He closed his eyes in embarrassment as I slid my tongue in between his lips; the bitter taste of iron was delicious and the tensing of his body excited me even more.

I eagerly explored every inch of the mouth I already knew so well. Amane's body shivered and he winced as my wondering fingers rubbed his hardened nipples. He shrugged his head and coughed as I released him from our kiss, I stood up on my feet once more.

What a pretty look of fear. He shivered looking back down as I unbuttoned my pants, "Isn't this fun, Amane? Do you remember how much we use to play in here when we were still human? I had so much fun using you as my experiment back then!" I cheered happily.

Amane painfully sat up. "Why, why do you always do this?" he asked with his eyes still to the floor. I stopped undoing my pants and cocked a smile; "Because I want to be you, Amane," I confessed. Amane looked up at me with a confused, swollen face.

Tsukasa: "I want to switch places, and see what it's like to feel. I want to experience humanity,"

Amane: "You'll never have any humanity; you'll always be you." *Tsukasa frowns* "You'll always be the Tsukasa. You'll always be mean and bitter and evil. You'll always hurt others. That's what darkness does, it devours the light, it has no other purpose. You, have no other purpose."

I felt anger burn through my chest. But I want to feel human. Before he could say anything else, I kicked him hard in the face and tooth flew, "Shut up!" I hissed kicking him over and over, "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" I yelled. Blood. I stopped my viscous attack annoyed as Amane let me beat him without even defending himself.

Did he give up? I kicked him once more and exhaled in bliss as his body trembled; the helpless Amane spitting out his perfect, white teeth. Now shattered and bloody like his spirit. I smiled at the blood which splattered everywhere. Blood, overflows like anger.

"Haaaa, this is erotic," I smiled losing my anger. "I wanted to… To change you… But you'll never be good will you Tsukasa?" Amane asked. I asked in should as a wind pushed me away. "S-So, it'd better this way," he muttered wiping his bloody face. What's this?

I opened my eyes wide, Amane had created some kind a spell, a barrier which kept us apart. Awe, what a strong look you have in your eyes. Amane stood up. I want to break it.

Amane: "I won't kill you; I won't be anything like you Tsukasa!"

Tsukasa: "Awe, when did you learn to do this? Is it really going to be enough to keep you safe? Wouldn't it be better to kill me instead?"

Amane: "I won't hurt you, and now you can't hurt me either,"

Tsukasa: *Laughs barbarically* "I see, you created a border." *Touches the invisible wall in between them* "Haaaaa, how cool!"

Amane: "... It's better this way. Now we'll be apart, I can't hurt you and you can't hurt me either, Tsukasa,"

Tsukasa: *Smiles* "You're wrong. I'll always find a way to be with you Amane, even in death, you'll never be free of me" *Starts to disappear* "And when I find a loophole, I'll punish you for this, Amane!"

Several Months Later:

For what seemed like forever, Tsukasa found himself trapped on the opposite side of the school as Amane. Anger.

He grew impatient and irritated; he could only watch his twin through windows; becoming more enraged when Amane left his side. Anger.

He grew hungry, overwhelmed with the craving of Amane; Tsukasa was starving for just a taste of his favorite snack. Anger.

He watched as Amane hugged a girl with white hair out side of the school. Anger. "Amane!" he growled in irritation.

Watch. "You're supposed to play with me too!" he yelled tearing the class room apart. She observes the boy throwing a childish tantrum.

"Amane! Amane! Amane! I'm angry! I'm so angry and it's all your fault!" he screamed throwing jars of paint into the walls. Observe.

The sounds of glass made her freeze as she took a step back in hesitation, Tsukasa stopped throwing things; hearing the tap of her shoes. Who is that?

Tsukasa panted, turning around; the green haired girl frozen as their eyes met. Was it his cold eyes that held her from running away? Inhale.

Or was it curiosity that glued her feet to the floor as he walked toward her sharing a single word? Her body shook in fear, her eyes were lost in his as he stroked her face, running his finger across her trembling bottom lip. Exhale.

She gasped as I shoved her against the wall, her eyes never wavering from mine, "For today, you'll be my Amane,"

Creator's note:

Sorry for the long delay. I had a minor surgery and the next day found out I had covid. NOT MY WEEK! Or weeks? Something like that, anyhow;

-Thanks for the comments, I got a few the past 2 days and figured I needed to get up and write another chapter for you all.

- Tsukasa x Sakura? I'm not sure if I'll have a chapter or two with the pair, keep her a regular character in the fanfic or wrote the two their own sick, fanfiction all together

-Dear guest: your theory is right

- Last but not least: Your feedback is much appreciated! Feel free to leave a comment, I'm more likely to write a chapter and write it sooner if you do! Thanks for reading. And caution – This contains Virus!