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DISCLAIMER: This story is a non-commercial
work of fiction based on the anime/manga Gankutsuou. Original copyright
of Gankutsuou belongs to Mahiro Maeda, Gonzo/Media Factory, GDH.
Absolutely no monetary gain has been made with this work.
GANKUTSUOU REBORN

© September 30, 2005 By
Rory V. Pascual

CHAPTER EIGHT: Captive Hearts
It was near dawn when Albert returned
to the estate. Bertuccio and Baptistin who were worriedly waiting up for
him the whole night were shocked to see their young ward soaked to the
bone.
"Albert!" Baptistin ran to the boy,
gripping his shoulders. "What the hell happened to you? Why didn't you
call us so we could've at least picked you up?"
No reply came from the young man.
But a tear dripped down his chin.
Bertuccio was filled with sudden
dread. "Did something happen at the club?"
Albert's hands closed into tight
fists. "Bertuccio, Baptistin�I couldn't protect him. That son of a bitch
was hurting Etienne, but I could do nothing! Nothing!"
"Who, Albert?" Baptistin shook him.
"Who hurt Etienne?"
"Benedetto! That rogue who posed
as the Marquis Andrea Cavalcanti! The same bastard who had raped Eugenie
seven years ago!"
Baptistin slowly released the angry
young man, seized by guilt. They both knew all too well who Benedetto was.
The bastard son of former Chief Justice Gerard Villefort and Victoria Danglars.
The mad man whom the Count had paroled from prison in order to torment
his parents and drive a wedge between him and Eugenie by manipulating the
girl's greedy father.
Albert was shaking in rage. "Benedetto
was the last person I expected to see at La Decadenza. What was worse,
Etienne even admitted that they were lovers, but I refuse to believe it.
Etienne was obviously terrified of him! Benedetto hurt Eugenie before.
I cannot let him do the same to Etienne!"
"What are you planning to do?" Bertuccio
grimly asked the younger man, already certain of what was running through
his head. "Let me guess. You're planning to use your ambassador's powers
to march into La Decadenza, arrest Benedetto and demand the release of
Etienne."
"I'm the Ambassador to Luna! I can
do anything I want!"
"Luna is a neutral zone, Albert.
Paris laws do not apply here. Yes, Benedetto is a wanted man in all four
quadrants of the galaxy, but here he is free to do whatever he wants. And
one other thing. Don't forget that Etienne, by his own admission, is a
whore. Have you ever given thought of what this could do to your reputation
if word gets out that you've fallen in love with a prostitute?" Bertuccio
observed Albert fall into sullen silence. "True, seven years had passed
since that fateful summer, but the scandal and the atrocities that your
father had committed remain fresh in the minds of the populace. Such a
dark taint cannot be simply erased by changing one's family name."
"Then, tell me, Bertuccio," Albert
demanded in frustration. "Tell me what I should do. Should I just sit here
and do nothing while lord knows what Benedetto is doing to Etienne?"
"Bertuccio is simply saying that
you should act with prudence and caution," Baptistin put in. "We must not
rush into anything that may prove disastrous in the end, not only to you,
but to Etienne as well. If you want to do something, speak with Messrs.
Lucien and Beauchamp about this. They have more experience in these kinds
of matters."
Despite his anger, Albert had to
agree with the advice of his two friends. With a grudging nod, he said,
"I really hate to say this, but you're right. Please inform Lucien and
Beauchamp that I need to speak to them. Ask them when they're available.
We could either meet at my office or here at the estate.
Bertuccio gave the younger man a
reassuring pat. "You're doing the right thing, Albert."
"Am I?" Albert asked bitterly. "Then
why do I feel like I had just abandoned Etienne?"

~~~~~~~~~~
Etienne was sitting at his desk,
the pocket watch that Albert had given him held tightly in his hand.
"Albert�please forgive me," he sobbed,
as he pressed his lips to the watch, the cold metal getting wet with his
tears.
:Why do you weep, my gentle Angel?:
the voice of Gankutsuou inquired inside his mind.
:Gankutsuou�: Etienne was
surprised by that question. :I thought you knew what was happening to
me.:
The singer felt a tremor inside his
brow, as though the entity had just shaken his head. :Not all. It's
only recently that I had awakened. I am still not strong enough to regain
full awareness. That time with your filthy client, it drained a lot out
of me. I was slumbering since then. I sensed your distress, that is why
I forced myself to rouse.:
:He's come back, Gankutsuou!:
that thought caused renewed tears to pour from Etienne's eyes. :I had
prayed that I would be able to escape from La Decadenza before he returned.
But I was wrong. He is now back in Luna, and I won't be able to see Albert
ever again!:
:Who, Etienne? Who has returned?:
Gankutsuou was about to probe for the memory that so terrified the young
man.
The answer to his question came as
a sly voice at the doorway that he recognized at once. "Unbelievable!"
:Gankutsuou�hide!: Etienne
urgently told the entity, who retreated inside his mind.
The singer quickly hid the pocket
watch inside the dresser, as Andrea Cavalcanti sauntered over to him.
"I thought I had you all to myself
when I brought you here to Luna. Well�perhaps not exactly 'all to myself'."
A wicked smirk went up Andrea's face. "I needed to make a profit, and your
beautiful voice and sweet body certainly paid handsomely. Besides, it's
the least you could do for me since it was I who saved your life." That
evil smile vanished and was replaced by a dark scowl. "However, who'd ever
thought that my most hated rival would wind up here on this accursed moon,
much more show up in my club to woo my precious Nightingale."
A mewling cry was drawn from Etienne's
lips as Andrea yanked him to his feet. Shaking the poor singer roughly,
the rogue demanded, "How long have you been seeing Albert de Morcerf? And
don't you lie to me!"
Etienne was too frightened to deny
it. "A little over a month. I had a seizure while I was crossing the street
from church. It was Albert who saved me before I could get run over by
a carriage. He introduced himself as Albert Herrera."
"Why should he not change his name?
His father was involved in a terrible scandal that rocked Paris. Even if
seven years had gone by, Parisiens still talk about it. I'm surprised that
poor little Albert recovered from the shame. More unbelievable still is
that he is now the Ambassador to Luna."
"Albert is a kind person," Etienne
defended his dear friend. "If he is, as you say, an ambassador, then he
achieved that position through honesty and hard work."
"Oh, look! How nice! My sweet Nightingale
is defending that disgraced viscount!"
A resounding slap to his face caused
the singer to fall on top of the bed. Before he could shake away the stars,
he was flipped over onto his back and his shirt torn open. The shoes and
trousers came next, and the terrified young man lay totally naked, too
shocked to move, much more defend himself. Trembling, Etienne tried to
hide his nakedness with his hands and arms while he watched Andrea remove
his own clothes. As he straddled the singer, the rogue gestured to the
four parallel scars on his chest.
"Do you want to know how I got these?"
Andrea asked, smiling fiendishly. "I was once betrothed to a beautiful
baron's daughter. Of course, our engagement was against her will.
She was originally engaged to another boy, but her dear old father became
bankrupt, you see, and he needed my so-called 'fortune' to recover. On
the eve of her wedding, she tried to run away, but I caught her before
she could flee. Put up a struggle at first. In the end, I showed her who
the real master is. I believe you know her, Etienne. She's one of your
ardent admirers � the concert pianist Eugenie Danglars. As for her fiancé,
he's your dearly beloved Albert."
Etienne gaped at the mad man above
him in stunned disbelief. Beautiful, strong-willed Eugenie�violated by
this bastard! And there's Albert. He could only just imagine Albert's pain
when he discovered what Andrea had done to the woman he loved.
"I'm not taking all the credit for
it," Andrea declared, without a single trace of remorse in his voice. "It
was part of an elaborate scheme carefully planned by one man to destroy
those who had ruined his life. I was only too happy to be of service to
him. I also desired vengeance against my parents who had buried me alive
the minute after I was born in a garden behind a villa in Auteuil. They
are both in an asylum in Paris�Chief Justice Gerard Villefort and his mistress,
the Baroness Victoria Danglars."
"Danglars?" Etienne gasped out the
name in shock. "Then Eugenie�."
The rogue burst into evil laughter.
"�Is my half-sister. Did you know that I also bedded my poor mother while
she was in a state of depression? Hot-blooded woman, my mother. Now I know
where I got my unquenchable libido from."
"You're sick, Benedetto!" the singer
exclaimed in sheer disgust. "How could you do those terrible things to
your own mother and sister?"
"And I told you to call me 'Andrea'!"
Andrea seized Etienne's face, his fingers digging deep into the singer's
cheeks. "Why should I feel any guilt? I was merely following orders." He
peered into the Nightingale's mismatched eyes. "You told me to do it."
"I don't know what you're talking
about!"
But Andrea persisted, "I know you're
in there. Come out!"
"It hurts! Please�Andrea!"
"So you don't want to show yourself,
eh?" the rogue remarked, roughly jerking the singer's legs apart. "Then,
you won't mind if I do whatever I want with your new body."
Etienne desperately kicked free and
started to crawl away from the mad man who was determined to have his wicked
way with him. But as his right hand gripped the headboard, Andrea seized
his hair and slammed his forehead on the rail. Dazed and dizzy, with a
small bleeding cut on his brow, Etienne could no longer fight back against
the blond.
The singer screamed as Andrea plowed
into him, driving his hard erection deep within. At once, blood flowed
down his legs as membranes were ruptured and blood vessels were torn.
"Andrea, please stop!" Etienne begged
the man who was relentlessly ripping his insides to shreds. "It hurts too
much! Please stop!"
"Ooh, does it hurt?" Andrea grunted
evilly. "But I thought you like our coupling to be rough? A ramrod cock
plunging in and out, in and out�" As he said this, he slammed hard into
the young man beneath him, eliciting agonized cries.
The rogue felt the change in Etienne's
demeanor gradually. It started with a sudden constricting of the channel
he was plundering. Then the whole body stiffened. A quick twist and a sweeping
blow of an arm, and Andrea found himself lying flat on his back, staring
up at a leering face with glowing pink marks on his brow and four shining
eyes glaring malevolently back at him.
"You seem to have a poor memory,
Benedetto. I never ordered you to rape Eugenie Danglars," Gankutsuou snarled
at the blond rogue. "And in case you've forgotten, I was the one doing
the plunging, not you."
"Well, there's always a first time
for everything. Don't tell me you didn't like it?" Andrea caressed that
grotesque face. "I missed you, O Great Ruler of the Cavern."
Gankutsuou hooked the rogue's legs
over his shoulders. "I wish I could say that I missed you, Benedetto. And
this will be the first and the last time that you will ever take me!"

~~~~~~~~~~
It was midday when Andrea rose from
the bed, groaning at the pain in his battered behind. He gazed at the singer
sleeping beside him. An expression of utter hatred distorted the rogue's
handsome features.
Standing, Andrea went towards the
wall near the dressing mirror. With a twist of the wall lamp, a panel slid
open and he entered a secret chamber where a Black woman dressed in a simple
blouse and skirt, with a turban on her head, sat waiting for him.
"Did you see?" Andrea asked her.
"Aye, young Benedetto," the woman
nodded. "Those marks�there is no mistake. 'Tis the Master of the Underworld
himself."
"Well? Tell me!" the rogue demanded
in impatience. "Can you do it?"
In the dim light, the woman's face
was like a hideous mask as she smiled in wicked anticipation. "Aye! Where
my ancestors had once succeeded, I shall do the same."

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