Chapter Thirty-Five: Fear

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//It's late and I need to go to bed but, Ah well. Anything for my readers.

WARNING: There will be some torture in this chapter.

"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself." -Franklin D. Roosevelt (32nd President of the United States) \\

Shiro's POV

What. The. Bloody. Hell?

I was blindfolded and tied to a pole.

It smelled of rotten eggs and a dead rodent while my stomach ached from hunger.

In the distance, I heard a door open.

"hello?" I called out.

"Are you Shiro?" A odd voice asked.

It sounded as if they had a voice disorder box on their mouth.

I stayed silent.

That was a wrong choice.

A second later, the slap of leather hit my skin and I screamed in agony, instantly coughing hard and spitting out blood due to my sickness.

"Are you Shiro?" They repeated.

I did not hesitate to answer this time."Y-yes." I slurred, coughing again.

"What is your association with my son?" The voice asked.

"W-who?" I asked.

The whip was slapped against my back again and blood poured out from both whip wounds as I coughed up more blood.

"What is your association with my son?" They repeated.

"I don't know who your son is!" I cried, tears spilling out of my eyes and drenching the blindfold.

And this went on.

He continued to repeat that same question over and over again, each time never telling me who it was his son was. And each time, another Mark added to my back.

He finally left after my back was covered in slashes and I could barely breath. My body shook from the cold and pain, my cold blood sticking to me. Hunger and thirst gnawed at every inch of my body. Fresh tears stained my face.

'Kuroh














Save me.'

Saru's POV

"Ikki, it's glade to see you again." I said, smiling at him.

He smiled back, his sleek black hair not showing an ounce of gray.

"Ah, Fushimi-San, how are you?" Ikki asked, shaking my hand.

"I'm fine, Ikki, how about you and your 3 children?" I asked.

"They're doing fine. I just wish the oldest would learn to appreciate me, I try my best as a parent." Ikki stated, a sad smile on his face.

"Ah, that reminds me, my, er, girlfriend wants to see you." I said.

"Fushimi-kun, it's okay, I know you're gay." Ikki stated with a smile.

I was caught off guard by this and surprise crossed my face.

'How would he know that if I never even hinted at it?' I thought cautiously.

"Okay then........ Let's go see him." I stated.

"Let's." Ikki said, his smile somehow darkened and twisted.

Misaki's POV

I was at the coffee shop Saru told me to go to meet his older friend.

Once I spotted Saru, I smiled and waved but my smile turned into a gasp of horror and shock.

"Misaki, this is Yamori Ikki, my friend. Ikki, this is my boyfriend." Saru introduced us.

"Hello, Misaki. Nice to see you again." Ikki said with a dark smile.

Fear struck me and I started to hyperventilate.

"Misaki?" Saru asked.

The world was spinning and my vision was blurred with black dots as I heard laughter.

Was it Ikki's? Or 'his' laughter?

Suddenly, I fell back in my seat and passed out.

"Misaki!" Saru shouted.

'What are you doing here











Father?'

//So sorry that this update was short! I'll possibly update again today!\\

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