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Break
14 reviewsAU. TohruKyou. It made it's way into my smallest to deepest cuts on my body, burning them with rage.That's when I passed out. I was officially in. That's when my new life, now begins. First Fruits ...
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Authors note: This so happens to be my first Fruits Basket story. It is an AU and mostly about the life of our most favorable character Kyou-Kun. Well as always, please read and review and enjoy.
Category: Romance (AU)
Coupling: Tohru/Kyou
Break
Written by: Dying Plead
Prologue
Alone.
As I stand here with my arms stretched out, with cuffs wrap around both of my wrists, and chains coming out of the wall in every directions anchored down around my whole damn body; the feelings of weakness, tiredness and being pathetic all rolled in one filled my mind and not to forget my body. God, how much I wish I was dead right now. No one deserves this type of torture, this hellish curse.
The smell of decaying bodies (yes more than one) filled the empty, dark cell I so happen to be staying in at the moment. I wonder... will I be next? Will I also be hanging here to die just like these others have? This isn't the first time this thought has crossed my mind while standing here, wearing a pair of jeans with dried and fresh blood splatter on them. Oh no. I've been in this cell for the past five days without food and water.
Hunger, rips throughout my entire stomach, making me weep like a child, but without any sound. My mouth and throat has the feeling of sandpaper- rough and hard. The only sound I can make, and that's barely make, is the sound of my chains when I occasionally raise head up. But even that is becoming to take a great amount of effort.
If your wondering, in which you probably are, my name is Kyou Sohma. I used to be an ordinary, no good, trouble making, sixteen-year old teenager. Now, well now I'm trying to join one of the biggest-badest-gangs in Tokyo Japan. But fuck, now I wish I can take all of this shit back. It's not worth it. Standing here with cuts all over your body, being weak, it doesn't make you into a man, it doesn't make you into anything besides... a demon.
I slowly rolled my head around my shoulders once, feeling the chains digging deep within my flesh. I can't help but cringe in pain, closing my eyes. God, I want out of this filthy place.
The door that locked me from the outside world quickly swung open while the light made it's way inside and shine on my face, blinding me from everything. I shut my eyes and re-opened them to see if I can make out who happens to be in front of the door way, but I couldn't tell... my eyesight went blurry for some reason. I can only see visions of what looks like five figures standing in front of me. One with a ball-bat, another with chains, and the others... well they look like they just came for the enjoy ride to watch me get tortured probably.
One of the men slowly made their way towards me and I could smell that that person was drinking heavily. For the liquor smell filled the room quickly. I couldn't help but curl my nose up. The smell of liquor and blood mixing made my stomach sick.
"You manage to still be alive Sohma, Kyou." The man roughly said with a deep voice and a smirk as I could hear the other behind him also give that same exact smirk. I couldn't help but wonder if this is the end? Is this the end for me? "I take it you wont die. You just manage to hang in there. But don't worry, you'll be dead someday. But for now..." The man smacked my face like patting a baby's ass.
I felt pathetic. Here I am, not being able to fight this bastard. This bastard that patted me like some ass.
"You have officially made commitment that you are well worthy of joining our gang. This, Kyou will be your new life. A life you will always remember, a life that will bring you happiness and sadness. Life it good and you shall become one with us."
That's when I felt warm burning liquid being pored on me. I arched my back from the burning that it left behind. Alcohol. No two ways about it. / /It made it's way into my smallest to deepest cuts on my body, burning them with rage.
-That's when I passed out. I was officially in.
That's when my old life ends and my new life, now
begins.
TBC...
Authors note: I honestly can't say that it's much of a prologue. But I just wanted to do something easy for the moment. Sorry for it being so short in length and things. I'll be sure to make the first chapter longer and more full of explanations. But for now, this is only the taste of matters for our beloved Kyou-kun. Please do not forget to review. The more reviews the happier I will be to update quicker. ^.^
Authors note: This so happens to be my first Fruits Basket story. It is an AU and mostly about the life of our most favorable character Kyou-Kun. Well as always, please read and review and enjoy.
Category: Romance (AU)
Coupling: Tohru/Kyou
Break
Written by: Dying Plead
Prologue
Alone.
As I stand here with my arms stretched out, with cuffs wrap around both of my wrists, and chains coming out of the wall in every directions anchored down around my whole damn body; the feelings of weakness, tiredness and being pathetic all rolled in one filled my mind and not to forget my body. God, how much I wish I was dead right now. No one deserves this type of torture, this hellish curse.
The smell of decaying bodies (yes more than one) filled the empty, dark cell I so happen to be staying in at the moment. I wonder... will I be next? Will I also be hanging here to die just like these others have? This isn't the first time this thought has crossed my mind while standing here, wearing a pair of jeans with dried and fresh blood splatter on them. Oh no. I've been in this cell for the past five days without food and water.
Hunger, rips throughout my entire stomach, making me weep like a child, but without any sound. My mouth and throat has the feeling of sandpaper- rough and hard. The only sound I can make, and that's barely make, is the sound of my chains when I occasionally raise head up. But even that is becoming to take a great amount of effort.
If your wondering, in which you probably are, my name is Kyou Sohma. I used to be an ordinary, no good, trouble making, sixteen-year old teenager. Now, well now I'm trying to join one of the biggest-badest-gangs in Tokyo Japan. But fuck, now I wish I can take all of this shit back. It's not worth it. Standing here with cuts all over your body, being weak, it doesn't make you into a man, it doesn't make you into anything besides... a demon.
I slowly rolled my head around my shoulders once, feeling the chains digging deep within my flesh. I can't help but cringe in pain, closing my eyes. God, I want out of this filthy place.
The door that locked me from the outside world quickly swung open while the light made it's way inside and shine on my face, blinding me from everything. I shut my eyes and re-opened them to see if I can make out who happens to be in front of the door way, but I couldn't tell... my eyesight went blurry for some reason. I can only see visions of what looks like five figures standing in front of me. One with a ball-bat, another with chains, and the others... well they look like they just came for the enjoy ride to watch me get tortured probably.
One of the men slowly made their way towards me and I could smell that that person was drinking heavily. For the liquor smell filled the room quickly. I couldn't help but curl my nose up. The smell of liquor and blood mixing made my stomach sick.
"You manage to still be alive Sohma, Kyou." The man roughly said with a deep voice and a smirk as I could hear the other behind him also give that same exact smirk. I couldn't help but wonder if this is the end? Is this the end for me? "I take it you wont die. You just manage to hang in there. But don't worry, you'll be dead someday. But for now..." The man smacked my face like patting a baby's ass.
I felt pathetic. Here I am, not being able to fight this bastard. This bastard that patted me like some ass.
"You have officially made commitment that you are well worthy of joining our gang. This, Kyou will be your new life. A life you will always remember, a life that will bring you happiness and sadness. Life it good and you shall become one with us."
That's when I felt warm burning liquid being pored on me. I arched my back from the burning that it left behind. Alcohol. No two ways about it. / /It made it's way into my smallest to deepest cuts on my body, burning them with rage.
-That's when I passed out. I was officially in.
That's when my old life ends and my new life, now
begins.
TBC...
Authors note: I honestly can't say that it's much of a prologue. But I just wanted to do something easy for the moment. Sorry for it being so short in length and things. I'll be sure to make the first chapter longer and more full of explanations. But for now, this is only the taste of matters for our beloved Kyou-kun. Please do not forget to review. The more reviews the happier I will be to update quicker. ^.^
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