Author's Note : Written in Keisuke's point of view and yeah—I wrote this one like, 1 or 2 in the morning so it lacks of…everything.
Disclaimer : Togainu no Chi's character © Nitro+CHiRAL
Warning : CRACK PAIRING. Shounen-ai (malexmale)
Pairing : GunjixKeisuke
Akira, help me. I'm scared.
No one is going to help you.
I don't want to be alone.
We're not alone.
Don't come near me!
Keisuke gasped, woke up in the middle of the night and shivered. Not because of the wind that came through the gap between the glasses of the window in Vischio Castle, it's because the recurring dream he had. He really misses Akira, the only one who could calm him down—not the blonde that chained him into the bed. Keisuke feels that he is no longer a human being, but a mere pet to satisfy the blonde.
Every night, he dreamed being in a pitch black room, he couldn't see anything even his own hand. Gunji's voice keep echoing and piercing his ears and after a several sentences he threw to the voice, he woke up and find himself passed out on the bed without any clothes on him.
He is the one who separated him from Akira, how could he forget that night when they got ambushed while running from the so-called-king? The image planted into his eyes, haunting him every second. He can't help Akira when he was thrown out from the window. He tried to reach Akira's hand while ignoring the glass stabbing his stomach. But his reach isn't long enough, he saw Akira fell down.
After that, the only thing he remembered is being chained to the bed. His neck tied with a dog collar and he only could move within the bed area.
And the first human Keisuke saw is none other than Gunji, the one who throw Akira to the window and attacked him with the claw.
The scratch mark may have been healed, but Keisuke still remembered when Gunji try to write his name in katakana on the brunette's stomach. The pain won't go away every time he recalled Gunji's maniacal laughter.
Now, is it anger? The nauseating feeling that made the brunette's stomach churns every time he recalled what have Gunji done?
Not with the tears that were shed every night, every Gunji come into the checkered-floor room with his blood-stained body. The taller guy said that he needs entertainment after 'work' and he hopes the brunette will satisfy him every night. He refused every time Gunji jumped on the bed, but he's powerless without Akira.
The feeling called fear. He's scared, the way Gunji treat him as a pet succeed in making him curled into a ball. He keep calling Akira when Gunji's hand begins to touch him.
Akira won't come no matter how loud he called for his childhood friend, since he has been doing this for past several weeks. But he still wishes; someday, his best friend will release him from this hell.