Shadow Of Akihito (boy x boy) COMPLETED

"Training"

The next day, I attend Training class as usual. Sensei finally lets me train with the others, although I can't enter my Form like they can. And, of course, I stay after to do my personal training with Sensei. However, before we begin, he tells me to wait.

"I'll be right back, then we can get to training. Just wait here for me to return." He leaves the room. Not much time passes before he comes back. Only, there's a small blond girl with him. She can't be much older than twelve. Her eyes are wide and full of innocence. I wonder why she's here.

"Um, sir, I-I don't-" I start.

"I'll explain now." He ties the girl's arms and she squeaks in fear.

"W-what're you doing?!"

"Training." He places his sword against her throat. He changes forms. "Enter your Form or she dies." This guy can't be serious! He wouldn't actually kill an innocent girl, would he?! This has to be some sort of horrible joke. "Do you want to see this child die?!" Before the girl even registers it, he slits her throat. Her eyes plead with me as she gurgles, trying to breathe around the blood in her windpipe. She brings her bound hands to cover her neck before collapsing to her knees. Her limp body hits the ground.

I stare in horror as her blood spreads across the floor. "W-WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" I hadn't believed him when he said he was going to do it. How wrong I was.

"Training! You need to harness your power! Your emotions are getting in your way!" He grips my shoulders roughly as tears stream down my face. "You have so much potential, but you lock it away because you're scared! Abandon your heart and you'll go so far! You want revenge, don't you?! This is how you get it! If you throw away all your weaknesses, you can achieve this vengeance burning in your gut!"

"If this is what it takes to become strong, then I don't want to be!" I shout. I push him away. "This isn't what a Warrior should be! We save people, we don't kill them!"

"That's where you're wrong, boy. We don't exist to save people. We exist to end the demons, nothing more. If you can't even do that, you're completely useless. You're existence is wasted if you can't do what you were born to do. If that's true, then you should just go kill yourself before a demon does it for you." He gave me one last withering look before leaving. He doesn't glance even once at the girl's body. I kneel beside her, knowing it's hopeless but still trying to save her.

A few minutes later, a couple of people come in and remove her body. Then return with bleach and clean the blood up. By the time they're finished, it's as if nothing had happened. What kind of school is this that an innocent girl's death means nothing to them? That they're so used to cleaning up bodies and blood? I simply stand there for a few hours, staring in silence.

Finally, I manage to rip my eyes away from that place on the floor. I stand up and walk away. I won't forget what happened in here, even if everyone else does. I'll never be able to get her face out of my head. I didn't even know her name, but her face will be imprinted in my mind for the rest of my life. I won't forgive him for that. I'll never forgive this school for its 'teaching' methods. 

***

The day after that incident, Sensei brings another innocent person into the room. This time it's a boy about my age. He look absolutely petrified. I wonder how he's getting these people to come here. I glare fiercely at my 'teacher.'

"You know the drill by now. You know that I'm serious now."

"Stop this! Stop hurting people!"

"I haven't even gotten started, Akihito." He grins evilly. He slices the boy's chest without warning. The brown-haired teen cries out, flinching away from the blade. Blood soaks through his shirt, dripping onto the floor.

"STOP!" I yell. "Please stop this!"

"If you don't want him to die, then do something! Or he'll end up just like that girl. Throw away your weakness." He cuts another line across the brown-haired male. I have to stop this, even if Sensei gets his way. I can't sit here and wait this boy die. He has a full life ahead of him and deserves the chance to live it.

"LET HIM GO!" I scream, red flames whooshing from my body. My long katana appears in my hands and the wind whips up due to my essence. Before I can think straight, my anger overpowers me. The flames shoot from my body, burning everything around me. I've lost control again. I hear my other self growling angrily, being the one in control.

"That's it! Yes!" Sensei cackles madly. "Such power! I've never seen someone as strong as this! Use this strength, Akihito, and abandon the weakness we call a soul! Burn everything down!" No, I don't want that! I don't want to kill anyone! I don't want to be this way! I came here to stop this kind of thing from happening! They were supposed to help me...

Suddenly, I feel my anger fade. My Sword disappears. "No, I won't be who you want me to be. I won't mindlessly kill people. You're trying to change me, but I refuse. I came here to learn to control my power, not to be used for your sick purposes." I walk to the door. "I'm leaving this school. This isn't what I signed up for."

"I don't think so!" Then, I feel a prick in my arm and everything begins to fade. "Did you think I'd just let you leave? After showing that strength? We need someone like you. No, you can't leave. You'll never leave this place." I try to fight whatever he injected me with, but the drug is strong. My will weakens and my eyes start to droop. "You'll cast your emotions aside, eventually. You can't fight us forever. Sleep now, boy. Tomorrow, you'll see things my way." I give one more try before slipping into the dark.