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So Many Reasons Why	By : talxthorn Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General Views: 2229 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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So Many Reasons Why

Chapter
Two

Thorn
and Tal

The kitchen was much colder
than the rest of the house, and the boys could see their breath as they crept
along the outer wall towards the pantry.
Six months of almost nightly raids on the pantry had made them nearly experts
in the fine art of cookie theft.

�Shit,� Kazutaka muttered, stubbing his bare toe on
the bag of potatoes some careless maid had left in their usual path.

�Shh� Someone will hear. And you know how they are about you having
sweets.� Asato side stepped Kazutaka
and clamored up to the countertop.
Opening a cabinet, he grabbed the cookie jar. �Sugar with frosting or choco---� He screamed and fell back off
the counter. The cookie jar had several hairy spiders crawling out of it and
had mercifully cracked on the floor but not near Asato.

A light suddenly flared in the
doorway. �When I found Kazu-kun�s bed
empty, I thought this was where you�d be,� Saki sneered from the circle of
wavering light.

Kazutaka backed away, eyes not leaving
his half-brother�s face as he tried to hide behind the counter. �You won�t tell, will you Saki?�

Asato rose slowly. There might be a little bruising on his arms
where he caught himself in the fall but other than that he was fine. �Saki, don�t yell at Kazutaka. It�s my fault. I wanted to have a sweet before bed and he was on his way to get
some water and he was just keeping me company�he even told me I shouldn�t. I think that is why he stayed instead of
heading back to bed after he�d gotten his water.�

Saki walked slowly into the
kitchen. He prowled around the counter,
trapping Kazutaka against the sink.
Saki maneuvered so that he stood in front of his younger brother, where
Asato couldn�t get to him. �Then have your sweet, boy. Have all your greedy little stomach can
handle. But my brother should be in
bed. Not prowling around in the
dark. Let�s go, Kazu-kun.� He put a hand on Kazutaka�s shoulder and
started to steer the boy out of the kitchen, holding the candle he carried
dangerously close to Kazutaka�s head.
The wax looked as though it would start dripping on his face at any
second.

�You�re right but it is closer to my
room than yours from here,� Asato�s lanky body was up and over by the other two
in seconds. He closed his eyes and went
to grab the candle away from Saki�but knowing that would not be enough he
focused on the glass plate hanging above where they stood. Inexplicably it shattered. Out went the candle and Asato grabbed
Kazutaka�s hand making a break for it.

Saki cursed vividly and ducked away
from the shattering glass. Kazutaka
shrugged his hand away easily and sprinted out of the kitchen, clinging
desperately to Asato. He didn�t dare
look back or stop running until Asato suddenly came to a halt and he crashed
into the other boy�s side.

�I think this might be the better
place to sleep tonight.� Asato rushed
to open the heavy door and usher Kazutaka up the stairs. He didn�t want to scare the boy but he could
hear Saki�s footfalls and they were getting louder and closer. �Go up there. Wait for me.� He leaned
to whisper. �Lock my door when you get
to the top. I�m gonna try to lead him
away and hopefully into trouble. When I
come back I�ll knock like this.� He
knocked on the wall in a strange and definite pattern. �Okay?�

�No,� Kazutaka gripped his arm
tightly. �You stay here. Saki might hurt you. Daddy�s rooms are so far away, and he might
catch you before you can get him there.
No one else will stop him. Stay
here, Asato!� The boy�s ice-colored
eyes pleaded almost desperately. �Saki
is bad, he�ll� he�ll�� Kazutaka hugged Asato.
�Just stay here!�

Asato didn�t have time to argue. He made to follow up behind Kazutaka not
sure how to stop what was quickly getting out of hand. He turned to the open door and saw the
beginning of Saki�s shadow turning the corner.

�You can�t hide from me, you little
bastards,� Saki snarled as he came up the last of the curving stairs and saw
the open door to the attic. �Really,
you have to be more creative than that.�
He let the riding crop he�d picked up off the display in the main hall
slap against the wall, loudly. �Why
don�t you just come out and play, like good little boys?�

�Inside noAsatAsato pushed Kazutaka
half way across the room as he entered behind and locked the door and leaned on
it catching his breath. �Now
what?� He looked to the smaller boy as
if he had any better answers than Asato did himself.

�We hide and pray,� Kazutaka
offered. He seemed nearly frozen on the
floor, where he�d tripped and fallen.
�Maybe he�ll get bored and go away.�

�We can�t count on that.� Asato was digging in the closet. He brought out the sheets he�d knotted
together to climb out the window the one day he�d been grounded to his room for
something unfair by Saki because Dad hadn�t been there. �Tie this good. I�m going to cause a bit of noise somewhere that will certainly
distract him.�

�Are you crazy?� Kazutaka looked at
the end of the makeshift ladder uncertainly.

�Hurry! Do it!�

�But��

Saki�s fists hitting the door quickly
changed Kazutaka�s mind. He was tying
the ends of the sheet to the iron frame of what might have once been a flower box
outside Asato�s window. �But hurry
back. I don�t want to be alone up here
if he comes back� and I want to know you�re safe, okay?�

�Don�t worry. I�ll be back.� Asato grabbed onto the ladder
and made a beeline for Saki�s balcony.

The pounding outside had stopped.

Kazutaka watched Asato descend for a
moment, but his heart jumped into his throat when the sounds stopped. He stared at the door, waiting for it to
burst open. Saki might have gotten a
hold of a key� he had one for their father�s study and the cabinets in it. It wasn�t that unlikely he hadn�t acquired
one for every room in the manor.
Kazutaka glanced out the window then ducked down behind the headboard of
Asato�s bed, where he could see the window, but not be seen from the door, were
it to open.

Through the heavy wood, Kazutaka could
hear Saki�s voice, muttering obscenities, and then an ominous clinking sound
like several tiny pieces of metal being jostled together. Like keys.
Then another even worse sound.
Metal scraping against metal. The
click of the lock being opened. Saki�s
short, victorious laugh. The door�s hinges creaking as it was pushed open
ominously slowly.

�Is everything alright up there?�
Asato called to Kazutaka as he shimmed down the sheet.

Saki�s feet padded silently across the
floor as he strode through the room to the window. He peered out, and smirked.
Untying the sheet, he watched as Asato dropped the eight or so feet to
the balcony beneath. He made an amused
sound and called out; �No reason to hurry back, boy. I�ll make sure Kazu-kun is okay.� He pulled the window closed and latched it. Then he grinned at the cowering Kazutaka,
making his way over to the door.
�Wonder if he remembered his key?�

Asato cursed his stupidity and rubbing
his jarred body as he went to open the big glass doors to Saki�s suite. Only to find them locked. He had to move quick, he reset the sheet to
take him the rest of the way down, knowing it would take far too long to reach the
grounds, run all the way to the front door and get back to the attic, but he
had to try.

�Now, little bro, I know you are
hiding in here somewhere. You should
come out,� Saki purposely hid the menace in his voice. Which only made it worse. �It will be so much worse for you if I�m
made to wait.�

Trembling so much, he thought he�d
make the bed frame shake, Kazutaka slid under the bed, slowly working his way
towards the other end, hoping to make a break for the door when Saki went
looking for him on the other end of the room.

�Kazu-kun, don�t be a bad boy.� But his tone suggested that was just what he
did want so he could punish him severely. He reached in his pocket and pulled
out something that gleamed in the moonlight.
�It�s okay, you�re old enough now to fulfill your true purpose.�

Kazutaka was trying so hard not to
listen, to just concentrate on the door and where Saki was walking. For as long as Kazutaka could remember, the
older boy had been dropping unsavory hints about Kazutaka�s role in the hierarchy
of the family. He didn�t dare tell
their father about them and certainly not Asato. They�d just gotten worse and worse as Saki got older. Kazutaka watched his feet disappear past the
headboard, and took his chance. He
scooted out from under the bed and scrambled for the door.

�You�re not normal�but you know
that. You�re not well either, little
bro. There�s really only one thing you�re
good for.� He stopped walking and swung
his foot ever so slightly against the underneath of the bed.

Don�t listen to him. Kazutaka ran into the door, unable to stop
his bare feet from sliding across the floor.
He fumbled for the lock, willing his shaking hands to hurry up.

�Tsk tsk. Kazu-kun, you don�t really think you�re getting away.� Saki sat on the bed and patted it. �Why don�t you come here and save yourself? Or you could open the door I guess.�

Fingers hesitated on the lock. Kazutaka spared a glance over his shoulder
at Saki. �No, I�m leaving. I don�t like you at all. I�m going to find Asato, and I�m leaving!�

�Go ahead, then.� Saki smirked. �But you move awful slow, Kazu-kun. By the time you find Asato he�ll have my cock shoved so far up
his ass he won�t be able to say anything but fuck me, Saki.�

Kazutaka�s eyes widened. �Leave Asato alone. He� You wouldn�t. Not even you would�� Kazutaka had the lock half-turned as he
stared at Saki.

�He�s lying half out of it on my
balcony. Think you could get to him
before I can?�

Kazutaka weighed his options. None of them were appealing. �What do you want?�

�I want you to come over here and
learn why you get to live here and haven�t become one of grandfather�s guinea
pigs. And if you don�t, Asato�s going
to take your place.� Saki smiled. This was better than he�d hoped. The boys had become fast friends and far too
loyal. He�d have them both at his
leisure and play them as if their sacrifice were worth something. He was getting hard just thinking about what
he�d do to that sweet young oh so pretty flesh.

�I live here because I�m daddy�s son,�
Kazutaka muttered as he slowly made his way across the room, knowing there was
no point arguing with Saki right now.
He had to protect Asato. And
there was the off-chance that all Saki wanted was for him to do his chores or
something stupid like that. Ok, it was
a long shot, a barely there possibility, but it got him to put one foot in
front of the other and move to stand at the end of the bed.

�It is just a convenience to me,
Kazu-kun, that my dad got with such a sexy whore to make such an adorable fuckable
little morsel like you.� Saki moved to grab Kazutaka�s hair from where he was
lounging at the foot of the bed.

�OW!�
Kazutaka tried to bat his hands away.
�That hurts, Saki!�

�Quit your bitching until it really
starts to hurt.� His voice turned to
manipulative ice. He threw Kazutaka
across the room. �Stand up and undress
for me so I can see what you have to offer.�

Kazutaka stood up slowly. �But, Saki�� He tried to plead with
him. �This is Asato�s room. You can�t� it isn�t right. Not at all.�

�It�s the best place for your
education, I think. Since I know you go
to bed at night with your cock in your hand while you imagine what you and he
might do up here.�

�SAKI!� Kazutaka�s face turned scarlet.
�That�s horrid! You�re
horrid!� Ok, maybe once or twice he�d
thought about maybe� but he wasn�t about to admit it to Saki.

�But you can keep dreaming�Asato needs
a real man. Something you could never
be. Not when you are so obviously made
only for my pleasure. That�s what you
are here for and until that ticking time-bomb of a disease takes you� well, I
will be taking you.�

It was cruel of Saki to remind
him. Cruel to bring up what Kazutaka
had kept from Asato. What kept the boy
closed up in the manor, unwilling to let anyone get too close. The unusual condition that made him so pale,
so weak and kept his father twitchy about everything. The disease that could rear its ugly head any day and take him
from this world.

No, the real cruelty had been on Kazutaka�s
part. For letting Asato get so close,
and for deceiving himself into thinking that their friendship would last for
always.

Kazutaka lowered his eyes and began to
unbutton his pajama shirt. It was
better this way. He could protect Asato
from Saki�s cruelty. It would be hard
to face his friend after this, and that would be the wedge that pushed Asato
away. Motivated him to escape the
manor, and Saki. Hopefully, before he
found out the awful truth.

�Not too fast now. I want you to feel me looking you over. I want you to think about where I will touch
and where I will hurt you.�

Kazutaka�s fingers stopped on the next
to last button. He nodded, trying to
ignore the fear rising in his heart.
�Yes, Saki,� he whispered. He
resumed undressing, this time slowing down, and forcing his mind into
stillness, not daring to think about anything.

�That�s better.� Saki moved to where Kazutaka was revealing
more and more of himself. He stood over
him and pulled his head back with one hand so he could see what he held in the
other. �You�ll look so much prettier
marked up, don�t you think? Marked as
mine.�

Kazutaka�s eyes widened, and his hands
stopped. �What is that, Saki?� He tried to pull back. �I don�t want to be marked. Can�t we do this without that?�

�I don�t know. Can you be a good boy and follow my
orders?� The instrument flashed in his
hand.

Kazutaka nodded mutely.

�Then my first order is for you to
learn to accept your fate and most especially...� Saki brought the scalpel from
grandfather�s lab within an inch of Kazutaka�s face. �That you have no right to expect any prayer to be answered even
though I expect you to beg and plead for me to stop.� The scalpel slipped easily across Kazutaka�s collarbone. Saki pulled back to watch the delicious
expression of fear and pain he was sure it evoked.

Wincing and turning his face away from
Saki, Kazutaka bit down on his lip to keep from crying out. His skin had always been very delicate and
sensitive. The pain from the cut, even
though it wasn�t very deep or terribly long, was quite sharp. He could feel his body tense up, and was
suddenly not so sure he could handle Saki.

�Does it hurt?� Saki smiled. �Don�t worry, I know something you don�t about yourself. Watch what happens to that small cut.� Saki stood a pace away as cut cut began to
turn blackest of black.

Braving a look, Kazutaka stared at the
black line across his shoulder.
�Wh-what is that? Why is it�?�
He glanced up at Saki sure this was another trick.

�You fell from a tree when you were about
ten and you were completely out. You
were bleeding pretty bad. Then like out
of a nightmare these little black lines appear and poof no more head
wound. Dad said your body needs more
blood than it has. That is why you are
ghostly white but when you lose any of the little you have, your body defends
itself by sending out the disease to bring back your blood. pan>pan>Grandfather wanted to experiment on you then
and there but dad wouldn�t have it.
Grandfather says when you get older those things may no longer act as
just defense but actually prey on others. But you won�t get a whole lot older so we�re not worried.�

He would have called Saki a liar, but
he sort of remembered falling out of the tree, and that was when Daddy had
forbidden him from going near his grandfather�s lab by himself. And now, there were little black threads
stitching the scratch closed. He was
close enough to his own shoulder to see them.
But, what did that make him? Was
it just a disease, or was he something else?
Saki really didn�t give him to much time to think about it.

�Pretty cool for me though.� Another little slash. �I can cut you a hed ted times and tomorrow
there won�t be a scratch. Now let�s see,
where were we? Oh yes, you wanted to
show me how well you can do what I demand of you.� He got undressed as he went back to the bed.

Kazutaka was near tears as he waited
for Saki to tell him what he wanted. He
just prayed that Asato was lost somewhere and wouldn�t see any of this. He never wanted him to know. Not about his freakish body, or about Saki.

�Crawl over to the bed then kneel up
so you can get your pouty lips near my cock.�
When he didn�t move to obey immediately, Saki growled, �I know you
aren�t stupid. You know exactly what I
want so do it now or we�ll see how quick your throat can recover from being
slit.�

Dropping to his knees, Kazutaka was
grateful that Saki hadn�t yet demanded he remove his pajama pants. They cushioned his knees against the cold,
hard floor. He crawled slowly to the
bed, and knelt like Saki had asked. He
looked up at his face, and spoke up softly.
�Please, Saki. Asato will be
back up here any minute� We shouldn�t��

�You�re going to learn,� A hateful
hand pulled Kazutaka by his hair towards Saki�s cock. �You have no say where or when we do these things.� He pulled harder knowing it would feel like
he was pulling half the hair in the boy�s head out. �Now open your mouth wide
and put it around my cock!�

Obeying, Kazutaka closed his eyes and
tried to pretend he was anywhere else, doing anything else. This was too much. He hated Saki. More than
ever before.

�Now now that�s not very
enthusiastic... is it? I want you to
suck and lick and lap it up like it was Asato�s cock you were servicing.�

Kazutaka yanked his head away from Saki,
heedless of the fistful of silver-blonde hair that he left behind. �Stop it!�
He cried out. �Don�t you bring
him into this. Not at all. Never!�
Kazutaka�s eyes narrowed, and he glared at Saki with pure hatred.

Saki laughed, and got up from the
bed. He put his pants back on over his
throbbing erection but didn�t button them.
Walking towards the door, he looked back over his shoulder. �Oh but I will. Next time, if I demand it of you, you will call me Asato. You will do anything you are told to
do. Because if you don�t whatever I
have planned for you I�ll give to Asato ten times over. You don�t want that do you?�

The glare darkened, and Kazutaka
started to stand. �Leave him be. I won�t let you hurt Asato. I won�t.�

�Then tomorrow night you will crawl
into bed as usual except no pajamas... you will wait for me with only your
lightest sheet covering you up on your hands and knees and if that is not exactly
how I find you�well I�m sure you can guess what will happen to your precious
brother-lover.�

�He isn�t�� There was no point
arguing. �Just get out!� Kazutaka gripped the footboard of the bed,
trying to stay upright until Saki left.
�Just go!

�I�m going. I�m sure I can find someone who�ll take care of this for me. Don�t worry your pretty little head about
it, Kazu-kun. See you tomorrow night,
sweet baby brother.� Saki raised a hand
as he walked out the door.

The door wasn�t even fully closed when
Kazutaka crumbled to the floor, curling in on himself. He fought to keep the sobs inside. He couldn�t let Asato know, couldn�t let him
see. But the boy didn�t have the
strength just now to even crawl over to his shirt. He would just have to lie to Asato. Tell him that Saki hadn�t done more than yell, and scare
him.

He hoped that Asato would believe him.
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