Fading Blossom in the Sand | By : Mina-chan95 Category: +G through L > King of Fighters Views: 937 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This story was made for fun and definitely NOT for making profit or money out of it. Trust me, Mina only sees writing as a hobby and her passion. More important, I do NOT own King of Fighters. |
Okay, once again returning with another lil chapter ^^ This time accidentally listening Last Blade OSTs/ASTs got into more melancholic mood and thus that ending part of this chapter happened xD (you can't convince me otherwise that even NEST Kyo didn't felt the same) So, surely, next chapter won't be so merciful for Kyo and it should reveal a truth about ye boi (so, what did Mina prepared for this precious sunshine son aka Shingo? Mmm, let's see...) So, as usual, enjoy!
Couple days has passed and there were no signs of that professor or his assistant, not even a single spirit bothered to show up to check Kyo. However, right now even the slightest noise outside door made him alerted and anxious. These black circles under his eyes were as a proof of sleepless nights and his growing hunger weakens this brunette. Yet he knew that he can’t give up so easy - he have to figure out how to escape from this place. But for now, he just curled into the ball in his bed and slowly closed his eyes.
All of sudden the noise of opening door made him immediately sit up. Once again a familiar couple shown up, however, it seems that this Nemu person was holding a tray with food and drinks. Like in his usual manner, Kurama speaks up in calm voice ‘‘How are you feeling? I hope that you managed to calm down.’’, this professor only chuckles ‘‘My, you don’t need to give such a look. I figured out that you would want something. Here.’’, now his assistant approaches Kyo and leaves tray next to him and returns to her professor side. ‘‘You need to regain your strength-’’, just now this Kusanagi straightforwardly asks ‘‘How is Shingo? If anything happened to him, I’ll make sure all sickos like you won’t recover any time soon! Even cowardly hiding behind this woman won’t save you!’’.
This silverhead sighs and after he swooshes his hair recklessly replies ‘‘You sure are so energetic like last time…I wonder how long you going to keep up like this. Well, as for that boy…No changes, aside that he started to say singly words during his sleep. He sure care about you, Kusanagi-kun…Poor little guy. But I heard that someone mentioned that a day or two and his life support might be disconnected. Unless…’’ now he fixes his glasses and further addresses this brunette, but with slight malice ‘‘I could try to over-talk doctor Makishima and make her reconsider this decision, if you are willing to cooperate with us. Don’t worry, as soon as your little friend recovers, we will erase his memory and release him, there is no use of him. On other hand, you do seem show a high potential. So, from now on, let’s get along.’’.
Now Kurama bends and stretches his hand towards this brunette while Nemu silently observes it. Even if her face might be indifferent, but she just narrows her gaze. However, Kyo furrows his eye-brows and brushes away this man’s hand ‘‘How can I trust you? Show me a proof! ’’, but this silverhead gets serious and now from his coat’s pocket picks up couple of recent date photos and answers ‘‘I guessed that you might ask about this. Look, I even went through all this troubles just for you.’’ after handling a photos Kyo studies them. Certainly, the person resting inside capsule and having oxygen mask, looked similar to the same junior soldier, who went on this mission with him. Kyo just lower his head and returns these photos, however, even then Kurama adds ‘‘You have couple hours left before procedure. In meantime, why don’t you have something to eat or drink.’’ now he looks towards his assistant ‘‘…Let’s go, Nemu.’’, this woman sighs and nods leaves with her adored professor.
After they left, this brunette just punches nearest wall and curses. Kyo has never felt such a strong self-hatred before, he wanted to disappear instantly without a trace. However, right now his dry throat reminded about his biological needs and he rushes to open the bottle of water, which was on the tray and chugs it with such a greed. Yes, it was dripping everywhere around his mouth, but this water tasted so good like it was a blessing for deserted person.
Two hours has passed, however, this time instead of that annoying scientist, a couple men in black suits and wearing these stainless iron masks shows up. Without a telling a word, they approach Kyo and now all of sudden he was pressed against the bed. He was suffocating on the pillow yet tried to catch as much air as he could, but one of these people were keep pressing him hard against this bed. The bed was creaking from such a pressure. Right now, his arms were forcibly crossed on his back and it was followed by a clicking noise. A cold pair of steel cuffs were tightly putted on his wrists and feet.
Just now that crushing feeling was gone and his head being now forcibly yanked up. This brunette was still deeply breathing and each savored gulp of air was so value but that pain when he was grabbed by scalp the only made him more pathetic. Were they enjoyed his suffering? Who knows what kind of expression they hold behind these guards…However, once they made Kyo stand on his feet, he was dragged from this room - one guard was holding his right arm and another one, his left. This brunette was nothing than a prisoner and now he was leaded in this long corridor to greet his punishment.
After long wondering through corridors and going down to lower floor of this laboratory. Finally, this Kusanagi was pushed inside the operation room and left under the care of the squad of surgeons. The beaming light from above made them look like threatening shadows of the beasts, who looked down on Kyo like he was just a small animal. Right now the arms of these people has stretched to grab him and place on cold iron examination table.
It was too bright and this brunette instinctively closes his eyes and could feel his heart beating faster. Two surgeons were from left side and other from right. They worn face masks and caps, along with glasses, which reflected Kyo lying on this table. Hell, there were not a single word and it only made this atmosphere more intense. Now the fifth surgeon, who picked a thick a ten centimeters length needle and a black color electric choker with at least half meter hanging very thin wire, this person orders in cold and strict tone ‘‘Lie him on stomach and make sure he won’t move.’’ while he was getting closed to Kyo, he clicks on choker and it opens.
However, now one of surgeons from right side asked ‘‘Should we at least use anesthetic before operation?’’, but this senior surgeon replied ‘‘No need. In best case, he would survive only for couple more days. So, there is no need to waste drugs on scums like him. Just make sure he is not moving too much. One wrong move and his nervous system is beyond repairing.’’. Surely, it didn’t sounded so assuring to this Kusanagi, but now all sudden he felt a sharp pain on his nape and now he gasps. The thick needle was piercing his nape and now the surgeon was slowly pushing down the wire through inserted needle. Nevertheless, Kyo’s face was twisting in agony. After all, a cold and sharp foreign body was slowly going down his spine. He tried to hold back by gritting his teeth and not to shed any tears, at least maybe only this way he would not let these people enjoy his unbearable suffering.
The time was like slow down by several times during this procedure. An hour has passed and finally this wire nearly reached his lower back. Right now the surgeon asked one of fellow assistants to pass him a smaller pliers. After pushing out needle from Kyo’s nape, this surgeon carefully cuts the needle and now finishes to push down wire until the choker touches this brunette’s nape. When another assistant passed him a tweezers which holds a cotton-ball soaked in alcohol. After carefully cleaning around the bleeding area, this cotton-ball was removed and now dyed in light red.
Lastly, the choker was fixed and now it properly attached for this brunette, who didn’t bothered to move, just blankly starred where his head was resting on soaked from his tears and saliva table. However, it seems that the door of this room was opened and it seems a familiar doctor entered. Makishima in her usual manner kept her hands in medical pocket and just silently observed this Kusanagi without any concern or emotion like he was just a mere disposable testing subject and now she addresses senior surgeon ‘‘Well done. Don’t forget to remove cuffs and send him back to isolation unit.’’ and with she leaves the operation room.
After awhile couple of nurse assistants returned this brunette in the camp bed back to his room, where that silverhead professor and his assistant were waiting. Before he was transferred back to bed, one of the nurse assistants gave a pile of documents to Kurama and once they done with transferring, they left. This silverhead only sighs and smiles while looking down on Kyo who was lying. ‘‘Welcome back. You did well.’’ gently says this professor and before leaving, he added ‘‘Tomorrow we would need to test some of your reflexes, so, rest, you deserve it.’’.
This brunette was left alone in his cell and after couple hours he finally managed to regain control over his body and now he touches over his new choker. After realizing that from a proud soldier he become nothing more than a toy in someone’s hands, he just stares at ceiling as he remembers one certain redhead. Probably Yagami was still chilling out somewhere in Headquarters or already was sent to another mission. But this should be keep him busy for awhile and distracted, right? or so hoped this brunette. Kyo just sighs, probably after his unexpected disappearance during the mission, in the Resistance Force’s data base his status was changed to ‘deceased’. However, this kind of thought strangely comforts this brunette, at least being known as killed sounded much more appealing…
Even so, what would Iori would do by knowing about his supposed-to-be death? Definitely, this fellow soldier won’t sit with his head hanging down, that’s for sure. Of course, like heck, this stubborn idiot would acknowledge that! Right now Kyo was more concerned of what can happen of Yagami once he lost control of his emotions. It was nearly impossible to wake him back to his senses and only singly people in whole Resistance base are able to do it.
Therefore, this redhead might try something reckless as chasing down this brunette even to the most distant corners of universe. Yes, once Iori was determined about something, even his own death meant nothing to him, it would just get in his way. So, this redhead won’t calm down until he will find a proof by himself and this is what Kyo was afraid of. Very least this brunette would want to be found by him as a mere tool in someone’s hands and how he is being treated.
Despite that, Kyo wanted to see him again, even if for brief moment, maybe even if it was too much to ask for. Even a short voice transmission would be more than enough right now. That’s right, like back in the day when they used to that pretty often when one or another were on mission. Besides, keeping in touch was this brunette’s idea. After all, this was the only way to keep safe Iori from reckless behaviour and it seems it works pretty well - knowing that Yagami become more calm and safe, surely, assured Kyo as well. So, even as small detail as hearing each other’s voice thanks to private transmissions was more than enough. Nevertheless, somehow it was even strangely comforting that seeing how Yagami has even started to open up for him.
On other hand, this redhead also started to act more strangely and that behaviour surely can be irritating sometimes. The way how he looked at this brunette - why he must use such a demanding and curious gaze like expecting something to happen. However, this redhead stubbornly keeps insisting that it was only this brunette’s imagination. Yet in this case, Kyo might never knew what causes such a weird behavior of Iori. After all, he can be disposed any moment - if not today, then tomorrow and etc. But for now, this brunette crashes into bed. It was still aching around his nape and spine, but it’s not as bad as before. And thus another restless night begins.
A/N: *sigh* it seems that one of projects soon will be 1 year old ^^ So, Vampire Kiss going be 1 year old this year on June 1st! ^^ My, time passes so quick...So, not sure, if either I should prepare anything for this anniversary - -'(please, let me know what you expect or prefer, cos there are still some time until 1st of June) Anyhoo, without any saying - See you next time!~
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