A Crimson Road [Takashi/Hisoka]

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If they liked each other that much, Hisoka figured, why wouldn't they be together? Wasn't that just logic? And now he wanted someone who was.... That's the thing.... WAS a complete stranger... He laid there and watched as Takashi let go and eased up.... As he stepped back Hisoka moved back away from him to sit, wrapping his arms protectively around him, on the bed... He stared at the two... God he felt really bad... Then he listened as Manawa told him he wasn't going to accept his apology... That was okay with him... But at the same time he felt awful... Why? Manawa was terrifying and Practically scared him... Then why did he feel a draw towards him...? He couldn't place it so he decided to simply forget about it...

Then he just let himself stew on it for a bit while Manawa continued to speak. When Takashi frightened him he felt that same draw and pull... But Manawa scared him more by just standing there... What was it.... Then he heard him say that he probably didn't even care for his affection.... Hisoka's attention snapped up.

"I have no choice to or not care for his affection! I have to!" There was a knock on the door and watched as Takashi promptly left. He turned bak to Manawa and kept talking. " How do you think I feel? Always being misunderstood.... Being taken when I hadn't wanted it! And being kept here against my will.... I have no choice.... You do have a choice though.... I would more love for you to be here and choose to be here rather than be forced... I care about you two like that to step down and let you both be together... But I don't have that choice...." All of his life he never had choices.... Untill he finally made the choice to become a shinigami... And now look where even that got him.... Maybe he shouldn't make choices anymore... It always led somewhere dark....

His head snapped back up when he saw the light glint off of something black.... What was that....? The.... The witch's hair.... He.... He had the witch's hair..... And he was alone with him... He was left alone with a man who hated him because Takashi wanted him and not the other necessarily..... Fear dipped into his stomach and settled as he locked eyes with Manawa... He couldn't read anything from the man.... No one was happy with him.... Why was he trapped in this wheel of bad karma.....?

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Manawa stood there, tempted to frown at Hisoka. He heard everything the boy said. How it seemed he was forced. Did that mean he really didn't care for Takashi. He wanted so much to slap the boy then. He wouldn't mind beating him either. He had no problem with violence. Or expressing how he felt here. This actually seemed the only chance he would get. Seeing how he was alone with the boy. The only person he was really upset yet. He could never say he was upset with Takashi. Even if he was the one who deterred from the possibility of them being together.

Should he feel touched? What the boy had said last. Rather having him and Takashi together then him being with him. Now, he was happy to hear that. In a way. But then he was also furious. Hearing the boy basically say he didn't want to be with Takashi. It was hard to step down, if one never had to do so in the first place.

"Tell me," Manawa suddenly folded his arms, frowning as he looked at Hisoka. "Only answering what I ask, nothing else," He didn't want the boy to say anymore then he needed to. "Do you genuinely have feelings for Takashi?" It was a simple yes or no question. "Don't lie to me, I can tell if your lying," He could, one way or another, people always gave signs when they lied. He could read this boy easily. It once again had him wondering, why Takashi bothered with him.

Considering it, he found himself glaring again, while at the same time he moved to come up beside the bed, where Hisoka was. "Give me your hands," He unfolded his arms as he spoke, perhaps seeming obvious with what he had in mind.

Meanwhile, Takashi was still preoccupied with the men working with the glass. It seemed something was off with the window, and they would need a bit more time with it. Meaning Takashi would have to stay out of the room for a bit longer, leaving Manawa alone with the boy.

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Hisoka sat there and hugged himself as Manawa approached him wanting an answer to his question... Yes... Yes he had feelings for Takashi.... He didn't want to but he did.... And as much as he wanted to deny it, he couldn't... He shook his head as he looked back up at Manawa, tears brimming in his eyes again....

"Yes.... Yes I do.... He's grown on me in the time I have been kept here..." Nothing more... Nothing less.... That was how he really felt... He looked up as Manawa glared down at him... What was going on...? He looked up like a scared mouse... Give him his hands.... Hisoka reached his hands out, but took them swiftly back when he came to realize what he was going to do.

"No! No! I won't not again.... I refuse to be tied up like that anymore... Too many times.... I refuse to let myself be killed like that! not a chance!" He jumped back off the bed and back up across the room until his back hit the wall... No... Where was Takashi?! He should be back by now!!

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Manawa found himself staring, still frowning as he heard Hisoka speak. So, he did care for Takashi. Saying that he had 'grown on him', was the boy serious? Then he didn't have the affection. Or love he had for the other male. It made him wish he could get rid off the boy. Just for saying that. What had Takashi been thinking? Though the boy wasn't ugly, far from it, that was no reason to come to want him so much.

"I'm sure you know, I don't like you." He had no problem saying that bit out loud. He really didn't. It was one of the reasons he took up the cursed witches hair, asking the boy to hold his hands out. He was disappointed to see him practically take off. Going over to the wall. As if he could get away from him.

"I would never kill you," Takashi might not forgive him if he did. "Not yet at least." There might be a time when Takashi changed his mind. He thought it was a possibility, hoped it was. He couldn't be sure of that though. He couldn't take the chance.

"Now I'll give you two options, hold out your hands, or take off your clothes." It was as simple as that, and it was something said as he approached the boy. Cornering him against the wall.

Takashi was reluctant to stay out in the living room, watching the men work, but it was a must. He had to be sure the window was fixed, and hopefully have no one else breaking into his home. He had to wonder, who was in here earlier.

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"I'm sorry you don't like me... I have no intention on hurting or insulting you both any longer.... Just please... Leave me alone.... Please... Heh... You couldn't kill me even if you wanted to... I'm already dead... I've just been given a second chance by becoming a Guardian of Death... You would have to really try and try and try... If you wanted to kill me..." He got rather defensive as he explained that to Manawa...

He watched as Manawa approached him.... Like a tiger on a sickly antelope.... He stared up at him.... He was scared but he didn;t want to let it show... No he would stand and be a man this time.... He would face his fears and anyone who challenged him... He looked up at him and then heard his words.... Two choices huh...?

"I don't think those choices are very good ones... I'll admit... I like Takashi.... And you are growing on me as well... even though I should be terrified of you.... I am.... And not at the same time.... But regardless.... I won't go down this time without a fight...." Hisoka then, without warning, shot his hand out at Manawa and blasted a ball of Chi at him.... And yet... It seemed to do the same thing that it did to Takashi.... It just ruffled his hair.....

"Oh.... No....." He had just made another mistake.... He stared wide eyed up at Manawa who was more than furious now...

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Manawa could have given a sigh then. One of annoyance. At the boys words. What was this he was saying. Saying to leave him alone. Didn't he know that was impossible to do. Especially when Takashi liked him so. Otherwise he might have. No. He wouldn't. If he crossed paths with this boy, knowing he held Takashi's affections even once, he would wish to take his life. But here he was hearing the boy couldn't die.

"Oh, is that so," He seemed thoughtful. "I suppose you can't survive a beheading?" He was merely asking out of curiosity, he had no intention of doing so. What he was planning, was him actually pushing the boy to what would be the edge of death. He would really try, and try. Though he had no intention of killing him.

What was with this boy? Did he think he had a choice. He had to choose one, or he would choose both. And he had no problem doing so. He was going to say that, but then he gave a pause. Seeing what Hisoka did next. It surprised him, had him frowning, but that was it. Well, now he was more ticked off then before. More then a little furious with the boy. Not only was he difficult, he didn't seem to know when to listen.

"Are you done?" He glared at Hisoka now, his own silver hues appearing to hold some negative feelings towards the boy. He very much loathed him for being here now. With Takashi. Who he thought, might be coming back at anytime now.

Without any warning now, Manawa reached out and grabbed Hisoka by his hair. Giving a firm hard tug on it, then simply held him like that. "I don't think you heard me, I gave you two choices, you didn't seem to like either, so I'll choose, we'll go with both." The boy had little to worry about with the option of removing his clothing. He had no interest in his effeminate body. He only wanted one person. Takashi.

"Start stripping now, or I will rip your clothing off." It was that or he would slice it off. He believed the cursed witches hair would slive the boys clothing to shreds. It made him wonder if he had a spare. Then he realized, he didn't care. He would do it regardless.

What Manawa was aiming for was nothing but humiliation, and pain. The boy would never understand things from his point of view. And he could care less that he didn't. He just wanted the boy to suffer. And this had nothing to do with the punishment Takashi wanted to give. This was personal.

Meanwhile, Takashi was told he had a few more minutes to wait. The people repairing the window, switching out the glass, were almost done. He just needed to sign something, pay, and then they would leave. He was anxious to go back to Hisoka, though he did trust Manawa. Without a doubt.

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A beheading...? Did he hear Manawa right a beheading...? He supposed he couldn't survive that.... But if he did... Then he truely would be as strong as.... His old partner.... Tsuzuki.... What was he up to right then? Was he okay? Was he wondering where he was? Was he even looking for him...? No he figured not... Hisoka still stood there revealing not that he was frightened of this man. Why was that? He couldn't pin point it...

After he attacked it seemed Manawa was just simply irritated... What was he going to do now...? He had just made another grave mistake on his part... He stared up wide eyed at Manawa and then,... It hit him why he was so terrified of him... He somewhat resembled Muraki.... Somewhat.... But why?

As he was distracted by his realization he wasn't quite fast enough to doge Manawa grabbing his hair roughly.... He yelped as Manawa yanked on it... Hisoka wanted to cry.... Now he was stuck in an even worse situation... He wanted out... He wanted to go home... He would have rather been in Takashi's arms!

"Ahhh.... Let me go... Please... I... I don't wish for this to happen... I would never wish you pain... Let me go.... Let me go!" At his last part he let out another burst of Ki but it again, just ruffled Manawa's hair and a little more irritated... He wanted to slump down to the floor... He wanted to simply lay on it in the crushed form he was in...

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Manawa had hoped for an answer towards his previous question. About the beheading. But he supposed the answer was obvious. There was no way the boy would survive. Though, he said he wasn't living. He didn't expect him to survive that. He didn't need the boy to answer that.

Why did this boy not do what he said? Did he like being in pain, hadn't he expressed what he would do enough? It seemed he knew how he felt. He even stated it. So why was it he didn't go along with what he said. Wasn't it the least he could do. Seeing his presence was actually forced upon him as well.

The boy actually had the gall to attack him. He couldn't believe it. And it only made him more ticked with the boy. As if he was happy with him before.

"Do you think I care what you wish for," Manawa spoke roughly, pulling on the boys hair again. "I suppose this means you don't intend to listen," That said, he pushed Hisoka towards the wall, making him slam into it. Then just after that, he brought the cursed witches hair down on the boy, once, twice, cutting through the clothing he had on.

"Why..." He brought the witches hair down like a whip again, "Is it..." he brought it down again. "..you can't listen?" He brought it down again, stopping for a moment then. "Don't you dare scream or shout either," Even he was aware of the humans still about. They were probably gone by now.

Takashi was just standing watching the last things the two men here had to do. He was just signing the appropriate papers and then sending them off. Finally. Everything was fixed. Now he could check on Hisoka. He wasted no time doing that, after he locked the door once the men left. He was walking down the hall now, heading towards his room.

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He looked up at Manawa who had him by the hair... He loomed over him like a tower over the ground... Why was he always denied what he wanted...? Why was he always forced to enjoy what other people think he should enjoy... He flinched and whimpered as Manawa tightened his grip on his hair...

"Intend to listen?! AH! Why would I listen to someone who simply wants to beat me and cause me pain? Would you listen to someone if they did that to y- AHH!" He cried out in pain as the witch's hair came down on him. Clothed or not, it hurt... Badly...

It didn't help that he was pressed against the wall either... Being held by his hair... He glanced down... How was it that his shirt was in two giant scraps of cloth on the floor? A bit of sleeve was still caught on each of his arm, yet the rest of it hung on the floor like rags... He tried to glance back as far as he could but he couldn;t see Manawa or anything but his shirt and the wall or the floor...

He squeaked in pain as the hair came down on his back. He cried as it came down again.. Then he gasped as it came down a third time... He wanted to cry and scream out! He needed Takashi there.... He needed someone! Tears streaked down his face as Manawa told him to not cry out... He fought between the possible consequence and the urge to cry out... After feeling the witch's hair upon his bare skin... He finally knew what Takashi felt when he brought it down on him like that.... He felt awful for doing that.... Then he just couldn't handle the emotions coming off of Manawa.... He had to cry out....

"Takashi! Takashi!....ahh...." Regardless of Manawa's warning he cried out for Takashi... He needed him... But then... Takashi still had punishment on his mind... And that would mean both Manawa and Takashi would be present.... He was screwed either way... And he didn't like the odds he was up against....

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Manawa was clearly not pleased with Hisoka. He didn't see things from the boys point of view at all. "Didn't you think, you could have spared yourself some pain if you listened." That was said, as Manawa had brought the witches hair down on the boy again. His clothes were ruined now. He had warned the boy about that. He wouldn't have used the air for this, if only he had just listened. But he couldn't do that. The boy didn't just like to do the opposite of what he was told, not listening at all, he liked to talk back.

The white haired male didn't recall asking the boy any questions. Well, he supposed he had asked why the boy did what he did. But, he wasn't expecting an answer. One he didn't care about one way or another. Now he expected Hisoka to just accept his fate and take what he had coming to him. He momentarily forgot about his partner. Takashi. Who the boy reminded him of.

That made him stop his moment of whipping the boy. Where he found himself glaring. How dare he call Takashi's name. He was more so furious at that. But then he noted what he was doing. He didn't kill the boy sure, but he wasn't sure how Takashi would react. Even with the punishment he had in mind. "I should sew your mouth shut," That said, Manawa pulled Hisoka back from the wall, only to slam him up against it again.

Just then, Takashi opened the door and entered the room. He had heard Hisoka. He ran, to see what was going on. And what he saw made him frown. Manawa. He had hurt Hisoka. He could see. He had intended for that to happen. But, he wasn't exactly pleased. "Manawa." He moved up to his partners side, who he suddenly saw let the boy go. Letting Hisoka slump to the floor, or do whatever his body intended to.

"Takashi." Manawa seemed to turn his attention to the other male. He noted the frown. He wondered what he was thinking. He didn't seem quite as happy as he hoped. He thought to say something, but his words only directed themselves towards a lie. And he had no desire to do that with Takashi.

"Hisoka, what have you done?" It seemed the boy was in the wrong and not Manawa. Takashi made the assumption, that the boy did something to elicit his wrath.

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Hisoka's heart was racing at an accelerated pace... Pain and fear both causing his adrenalin rush... He panted and whimpered... His body ached and was sore with red slashes... They bled slightly in certain spots but for the most part it already began to heal... He didn't heal quite so fast when it was a matter of the witch's hair... His body basically crumbled underneath Manawa's wrath.

"Ahh!" He squeaked as Manawa, on the Que of the words sew, slammed him mercilessly against the wall... Sew his mouth shut...? If he did that.... He didn't know what to do... And then he heard the door open... Oh finally! Takashi... Manawa let go... Hisoka immediately fell to the floor in a little heap as he looked up at both of the males who stood before him... He laid there as the two looked at each other... They were on the same page... Takashi knew didn't he? What Manawa did to him just because he could...

His heart sunk at Takashi's words... What did HE do....!? It was more like what Manawa did! No! He had to clear this up! He had to! Hisoka forced himself to sit up then he forced himself to stand... Wobbling and stabilizing himself against the wall as he held his shreds of clothes in his trembling hands...

"No... Takashi... You don't understand... Manawa... Anger.... Jealousy... Witch hair.... I defended.. He... Whip..." He huffed between every single word and watched Manawa's facial features... They seemed to morph with every word he spoke... And then it hit him... They were both in on it... Takashi knew he didn't do anything! Takashi wanted this hadn't he.... Hadn't he...? Now he was trapped... He would believe anything that Manawa would say over his words... And then a rather terrifying thought crept into his mind....

Takashi would have to go to work one of these days... Which would mean he would leave him there... Something told him he wasn't going to leave him there alone... Which meant one thing... Manawa would be the one to stay and watch him.... He would be trapped in that house foran entire day with that man... Who threatened to sew his mouth shut....

"Takashi... No...." He basically begged him to believe him... But why should he... He never has before...

[Kago]

Takashi frowned looking from Manawa to Hisoka. Then he simply stared at the boy. What was he thinking. Probably the worst. Of course he would more then likely believe the words of Manawa over his Hisoka. The man, Manawa, had been his close friend since child hood. One might think that person would always be the one favored. That was no lie...to an extent. But it also gave time for a person to get to know the other. Plenty of time. And Takashi wasn't so dense. Well, he wasn't dense period.

Takashi could tell beforehand, Manawa was not pleased with the sign. He didn't have to verbally hear his friend shout his dislike to note it. They had been lovers before, more then once. What Hisoka stated, the emotions, they made sense. Like he could see Manawa holding the witches hair. He knew he mentioned the punishment he wanted to give the boy. He knew Manawa wanted to help. But he also knew that Manwa should know, he wanted to be here as well when it happened. Or it meant nothing. Now he had to reconsider.

"You spoke back to him," He said this with his gaze on the boy. He was speaking to him. He knew that was the only way. For the boy to get where he was. Manawa would have had to have said something. Hisoka responded by...being himself. The responses he received from Hisoka always ticked him off as well. Manawa might have had more reason to be upset.

"Manawa, I do not appreciate you punishing Hisoka without me being present." That said, he frowned at Manawa, seeming disappointed in some way perhaps. Well, that was when he looked back to Hisoka. Still frowning. The his lavender hues set itself back Manawa. Who he cared dearly for but still...

A hand was raised, and brought down upon a cheek. Making a loud slapping sound that seemed to very briefly echo. Whose cheek was hit by who. Takashi, he raised his hand, it surprisingly came down on Manawa's cheek. Just before Takashi spoke. "Sit, on the bed." Childish. Both of them. He did not encourage this. He was not blind. Manawa would not get along with the boy. He wanted that to change.

When he had to work, he wouldn't trust Hisoka to stay here alone. He would need Manawa to punish him when he saw fit. And he needn't explain how often that could be if the boy was disliked.

With a cold look on his face, Takashi addressed Hsioka. "I will have to work eventually, and when I do I will leave you alone with Manawa, however if Manawa unduly punishes you I will punish him," He spared a glance back towards Manawa. Who he noted held a frown, and seemed to look off to the side. Definitely childish. He made him think of when they were kids.

"The same goes with you Hisoka, if Manawa reports any misbehavior, I will top whatever he chooses to do with you, if I see fit." He punished where he thought he should. Gave pleasure to balance it out. Now was no different. But what did that mean for Manawa? Don't think he wasn't going to make it up to his partner as well.

Manawa sat on the bed. Frowning, looking off to the side. Of course he was surprised. Surprised by what Takashi did. Was it something new? No. It was not. He had been intimate with Takashi. He had grown up with him. His rough love was not something that just started with the boy. But Manawa could never hate him. The man was no where near abusive.

After what just happened though, not referring to Takashi, Manawa disliked the boy even more. he was to blame for this. How he wanted to do exactly what he said. Stitching the boys mouth shut. Or simply just punishing him again. he couldn't imagine. Takashi forgiving him for doing that. He could see he liked hearing the boy talk.

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He looked up at him like a beaten rat... God what in store for him now...? Talked back...? Why was Takashi always assuming it was his fault... That made sense though... Manawa would always have the upper hand when it came to Takashi... They were friends since.... A long time he figured... So no matter what he could always tell him he was in the wrong...

No matter what Hisoka was in a lose lose situation... But what was Takashi going to do to him if he supposedly spoke back to him... He just wanted to break down and cry... He pushed himself as close to the wall as he could as he watched Takashi raise his hand... He was going to slap him again wasn't he? Then Takashi came down with his hand and Hisoka closed his eyes and turned his head...

He was gripping the tattered orange cloth in his small hands... But nothing came... He heard a sound but felt... Nothing. Hisoka looked up and noticed it was Manawa who was hit... When Takashi told him what was to hapen his heart nearly sank... Being left alone... With,... Him? Well... At least he would get it if Manawa did something.... Oh... Wait... What if he could frame him? Make things seem likeHisoka did it... He hated him enough he figured he might try it...

Then Manawa's words echoed in his head loud and clear.... 'I should sew your mouth shut...' What i8f he does for opening his mouth to Takashi just then... What was he going to do once Takashi left...? He would be left alone with that.... Dragon.... He let the piece of limp cloth fall to the floor as he braced himself against the wall... He needed that brace... To look at Takashi and lie boldly to his face....

"It... Wasn't Manawa's fault... See... I... I... I bit him and used my powers against him to try and get through the door... He's.... Completely in.... The right.... I'm sorry...." He knew he was going to get all hell from Takashi for that but at least maybe... Manawa might have some mercy on him when he was left alone with him.... Just maybe... He looked over at Manawa then looked down at his shirt.... Ruined.... Just like his life...

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Manawa was still silent. His gaze looking off to the side a bit longer, before he looked back to Hisoka. He didn't miss anything Takashi said. It had him wanting to frown. But he managed to keep a passive expression. An apathetic look. That was when he looked at Hisoka, and found himself surprised to hear what the boy said next.

Takashi frowned at Hisoka. Looking back at Manawa, who gave no response to what the boy was saying. Did the boy really bite him. He didn't see him being so stupid. And he knew what to expect from Manawa. He found the first more...just as much a possibility as the last. He couldn't help but sigh. Why were things so difficult?

"Why would you do something like that Hisoka?" He thought the boy had come to an understanding with him. "Manawa, is this true?" He had to know, he wanted to hear what he had to say. And he knew Manwa well enough to tell when he was lying. One wasn't raised with another person since childhood, and not notice that much.

Manawa was silent. Thinking to let what Hisoka say stand. What he did, it could be justified if Takashi accepted this. But of course, he had to speak to him as well. Didn't he. And he did, cornering him. He could answer. To agree with what Hisoka said, but then he knew Takashi would notice. He was lying. He couldn't help but mentally curse the boy. One of the things he hated to do was lie. Not simply because he thought it was wrong with Takashi, but he knew he couldn't get away with it with him.

Silence That was Takashi's answer. And it answered his question. "I see..." He seemed to trail off frowning. "You both like to lie to me." Takashi could only assume that Manawa had convinced the boy to lie. And so, they both lied. "I'll punish you both." Takashi wasn't one to let anyone get away with something.

Manawa glared at Hisoka then. The boy just made him get in a worse situation with Takashi. When he was alone with him, he would make him suffer.

"Tell me Hisoka, if I allowed you to choose your own punishment, what would you choose?" He was curious to know, and he was thinking to do the same thing with Manawa.

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He was standing there leaning on the bed post as he looked back up at Takashi straight in the face as he hoped his lie wasn't transparent... He was doing thisto probably get Manawa out of a bad situation... He just wanted things to go back to normal... He wanted things to be physically private again... But now this other man had be added to the mix... And he felt so exposed... He stared at Takashi as he asked him why he would do that... Why...?Uhhmmm... Hisoka stared at him and shook his head giving no inclination that he was lying...

"I did it because he grabbed me hard... By the arm... I wanted out... I wanted to get away... Instead of being kept in here like a doll in a doll shop... He tried to stop me... So I right out bit him and used my powers on him... That's why I did it... I didn't hesitate when I used the Witch's hair on your back did I?" That statement should have been the icing on his lie... Then he looked at Manawa who didn't say a word... And then back to Takashi who seemed tothen knew he was lying... How?! Manawa....

Because he didn;t say anything Takashi knew Hisoka was lying... He looked at Manawa who was glaring at him for getting them in a worse situation... He looked back and held a rather serious face.

"Look.... Don't punish Manawa... This was all my idea... He wouldn't lie to you... You know that... But how do you know..." He cringed as he finished his sentence. "Know that I wouldn;t...? Don't take this out on Manawa... He has nothing to do with my decisions... I'm sory...." He looked down then looked back up as Takashi asked him what he would choose... Well... He wouldn;t choose anything!

"I... I wouldn't pick anything... If I picked anything to happen I'd pick to ask you to let me go! Why would I pick my own punishment huh? What do you think I'd pick? Tie me down beat me and rape me inthe most vulgar fasion in front of your beloved friend and assistant?" He was being completely blunt and hadn't really given any thought to what he just said... And then it hit him...

Judging by what Takashi had done earlier... He was sure there was more crazy things he could do to him... Especially with tieing him up and beating him and raping him... Rape could come in many forms... His eyes turned into what seemed to be fear as he looked at Takashi.... He wanted to tell him to forget everything he just said...