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Disclaimer: … I think I lost my rights to Aizu… (rifles through papers) Ah, nope, still own him… Everything else though… yeah… don’t own them. :D

Warning: Yaoi, guy on guy, rape, etc. If that’s not enough of a warning, then… well, see that little back button over there…? Yeah, go push that.

Chapter Thirteen: Pointless Resistance

By: Asura Mori

Everything has become confused, tangled up in a spiral of webs. When was it that the light of salvation seemed so close? Now, it is so far away that only a pinprick of light remains. Kanone… could it be possible that you were right all along…? Were we lied to from the very beginning? What is… salvation?

I closed my eyes as I felt the knife travel along the length of my leg once more, shivering as its cold length pressed against the inner part of my leg. The blade was pressed hard against that point, drawing blood, and I let out a hiss. Aizu laughed, taking delight in my pain and frustration.

If I had been able to see, it probably wouldn’t have been as bad. However, I was blindfolded and thus the pain, and the humiliation, was much worse. I could my erection bobbing painfully in the air, demanding release, but I was not yet ready to admit defeat.

With my defeat would come an even greater shame. Rio’s blood would be on my hands, even in death. And the others would follow soon after, thrown into disarray with our deaths. I could not allow that… We had come so far… and to fail, now of all times? We hadn’t made it this far just to die like dogs…

“This is boring…” Aizu growled, and I heard him fling the knife away. He grabbed my chin, most likely looking at me, trying to see something that wasn’t there. “You aren’t going to give up, Eyes, are you? Besides those tears earlier, you mean to give me no satisfaction.”

And then he shrugged, letting go of my chin. “That’s fine. Your death should be satisfying enough… after I have my fun, of course.” I tightened my body, knowing what was to come and unable to do anything about it. The drug from earlier was still running rampant, but it wasn’t as potent as earlier. Which meant this was going to hurt quite a bit.

But after what Kanone had done to me… Aizu couldn’t hurt me nearly as much. After all, there wasn’t many things that could hurt you more than your best friend betraying and raping you. Compared to that, this was nothing…

The Hunter’s hands drifted down my body, not even bothering with foreplay. He pulled my legs up, exposing my entrance and positioning himself. I closed my eyes, even though there was a blindfold over them, but it didn’t help any. The pain was just like before, like with Kanone, but it wasn’t the same. It hurt, but not like what Kanone had done to me.

He pushed his way into me, ignoring the small cry of pain that erupted from my throat, and continued to do as he pleased. As soon as he’d settled into some sort of rhythm, he started talking to me. It was meaningless stuff, words meant to anger and humiliate me. But I just tuned him out, focusing on the pain and letting my anger grow.

Finally he was done, coming with a great sigh. He pulled out, wiping himself against me and then stopping to look at his handiwork. I know this only because he whistled and made a clicking noise, like he was taking a picture. “Looking good, Eyes. I especially like the way my come is dripping out of you, pooling around your legs like you’re some kind of slut. Just like that little girl… ah, she was so tight, but not as good as you…”

Rio. This was the man who had raped Rio… had used her to get to me. I started struggling against my bonds, screaming at the man above me. I didn’t care anymore. I was going to die anyway. If I was lucky, I could take Aizu out with me. It would never take away that pain from Rio, but it would mean that he could never use her like that again.

He made the mistake of coming too close. I could hear him breathing heavily, excited at what was about to happen next. I felt a slash against my leg and knew he had grabbed the knife from before. “We’re going to do this slow, Eyes… so I can hear you scream. And every night that I’m touching myself, I’ll remember your screams. God, the thought makes me hard…”

Another cut, this time higher up. I don’t remember how many times he cut me, but each one served as a brand to remind me of what he’d done. Aizu leaned down and removed my blindfold, smiling as he made a deep cut near my collar bone. I showed no pain, no indication that what he’d done had hurt me. The idiot grew angry and removed my bindings, throwing me to the other side of the room.

I landed hard, gasping as the cuts started stinging. Blood coated my hands as I ran them over the deeper wounds, only serving to fuel my rage. I rolled over to look at him, my hands braced on the floor. As soon as he was close enough, I use my feet to sweep his own out from under him. He landed heavily, dropping the knife as he went.

And I grabbed it, just as he got back to his feet. He looked from me to the knife and back, laughing. “Are you going to kill me, Eyes?” He licked his lips, eyes crazy, as he took a step towards me. “It doesn’t matter what you do. That girl is already dead, gone from this world. We knew there was no way you’d just lay down and die, so we killed her as soon as she left the building.”

He laughed, throwing his head back. “You wasted your time here, Eyes. And now you, too, will die. Just like that little bitch.” Aizu started to draw his gun from his back pocket, but I didn’t hesitate. As soon as I saw him reaching for the hidden weapon, I threw. The knife spun once before hitting him dead center in between his eyes.

Aizu let out one last wheezy chuckle before falling to his knees, knife hanging from his forehead. I didn’t even have to go over to know that he was dead. Naked and hurting, I walked over to the door, but couldn’t stop my hands from shaking long enough to open it.

Instead I fell to my knees, shuddering as I tried to hold back the sobs that were threatening to break loose. “Oh god, Rio… I’m sorry… so sorry…”

“Well this is a side I haven’t seen of you in a long time, Eyes.”

I looked up at the sound of my name and let out a little gasp, though it hurt to do so. Kanone stood before me… with Rio in his arms. I stood, my eyes fixated on the little girl in his arms, unable to believe what I was seeing. She was alive…

“Rio…” My eyes went back to Kanone, who was smiling serenely at me. He handed her over to me without complaint, though his eyes were roaming my body hungrily. I ignored that look, instead focusing on Rio. She looked okay, sleeping peacefully. There were some cuts on her face and neck, but otherwise she seemed fine.

But there was the problem of the other wound to her body and soul. Hopefully in time, that too would heal. I finally pulled myself away from Rio and looked back up at my other problem. “Thank you, Kanone.”

“It was nothing, Eyes. I couldn’t allow them to kill her, after you went through the trouble of giving yourself up for her.” I stiffened at his callous words and started forward, wanting to shake him. But I stopped, remembering that Rio was still in my arms. “Again, thanks. But now I have to get Rio to a hospital, so if you’d excuse me…”

I started to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm, stopping me. It hadn’t been hard enough to stop me completely, but I didn’t want to lose my grip on Rio, so I stopped. I looked back at him, glaring, but Kanone just smiled and pointed down at my obviousness nakedness. “You don’t really think you can go out in public like that…?”

A blush formed on my face and I turned away from him. “What else am I supposed to do? Rio is hurt---“ My words were cut off as I felt something drape across my shoulders. I looked, only to find Kanone’s jacket covering my body. I raised an eyebrow at him, but he just shrugged. “It’s something, at least.” Was his only answer.

I nodded and continued towards the door, with him at my back. When we finally got outside, there was only one car and I knew it was his. Sighing, I followed Kanone to his car and got in with Rio still in my arms. He shook his head at my actions, but jumped into the driver’s seat.

And then we were off to the hospital. The fact that Kanone had shown up here, when he was supposed to still be in the hospital himself, disturbed me. Especially since I had been the one to put him in there. And his last words to me…

"That's right, Eyes! Run! See how far you can get before I come and get you! Run, Eyes, because when I come after you, there will be no place that can hide you from me!"

Well, let’s just say being in the car with him after remembering that was extremely uncomfortable. But he acted… normal, or at least as normal as Kanone could be. He hummed to himself, tapping the side of the wheel in time with the beat, and smiled at me, as if we were all good friends out on a drive. Only I could see the way his eyes lingered on my bare skin that showed under his jacket, the way his eyes devoured every inch of me.

There was no doubt in my mind what would probably happen after we got to the hospital, which we reached all too soon. Suddenly everything was a mass of panic. Doctors and nurses were running about, Rio was taken from my arms, and I was being pulled back, out of the way. I tried to reach for Rio, wanting only to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be okay, but she was still unconscious.

Strong hands held me back, keeping me out of the way. I tried to ask a doctor if she was going to be okay, but no one would give me a straight answer. And then I was being asked if I was okay, if I needed help. I shook my head, but couldn’t answer. The cuts on my body were shrieking in pain, but the only thing I could feel was the nausea building up in my stomach. With that thought, I promptly turned and ran for the nearest bathroom.

I made it as far as the bathroom, but not to a stall. Instead I threw up in the nearby trashcan, emptying my stomach as I tried not to scream. I collapsed as soon as I was done, hanging onto the trashcan as tears started to stream down my face.

The bathroom door opened and Kanone bent down beside me, holding me as I cried. He stroked my hair and pulled me into his chest, letting me use him as a support. Even after everything we had been through, he still acted like a friend to me. But he wanted so much from me… after everything he’d done… and truthfully, I wish that it had been Ayumu who was there with me.

He lifted my chin up with his hand and bent down to kiss me. I was too drained to fight him and let him do as he wished. But then the pain came back and I pulled back with a gasp, my hands going to my wounds. Kanone looked down and his eyes widened and then narrowed. “Those bastards…” He growled. I thought he might run out of the bathroom in a rage, but instead he picked me up, despite my protests, and carried me out of the bathroom.

Kanone ignored all the nurses and carried me all the way to his car. I don’t remember much after that, only that we drove for a long time. When I next woke up, it was dark out again, and everything was swaying steadily. I tried to sit up, but pain screamed through my body and forced me back down. Someone had bandaged my cuts, most likely Kanone.

That was my last thought before I drifted off back to sleep. And sometime while I was dreaming I remembered that letter I never got to open…

The game has finally ended,

The pain is gone.

Now I wonder,

Who the knight is

That will save me from the darkness.

To be continued…
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