Chapter Text
Cold. The deaf and mute darkness begins to dissipate. An unpleasantly bright white light beats through his closed eyelids.
There is a booming ringing in his head, as if from a blow to a giant bell, and throbbing pain echoing in his temples.
His whole body seems unusually heavy to him, and every muscle in him aches incessantly and unbearably. What is this disgusting state of affairs?...
With an effort, prisoner Number Fifteen opens his eyes with difficulty, wincing at the bright light of the LED lamps hanging above him. His whole body was terribly numb. In order to at least disperse the blood a little, he tries to move, but suddenly realizes that he cannot do it... Finally regaining consciousness, he looks around in horror — there is some strange unfamiliar room around him, and he himself is lying on a hospital bed while his hands and feet are chained to her! What's the hell?!...
Fragments of recent memories flit through his mind. The wailing of sirens, the sounds of gunshots, the alarm... The last thing he remembers is that something was definitely going on in Nanba Prison. But what exactly?... Darkness fell before his eyes, and his consciousness blurred before he had time to understand or find out anything. But wait, where is he now?!...
"Finally you woke up, Jyugo." Suddenly, such a painfully familiar, frightening voice cuts the ear. "I was afraid that I had accidentally killed you."
"Damn!..." In the head of Number Fifteen, his own silent exclamation is carried by a swift echo. And the look of his wide-open in amazement eyes, constantly changing color, quickly discovers in the room a terribly familiar image of the one whom one would least like to see...
Looking calm, Elf sits relaxed on a chair next to the bed, until now, apparently, patiently waiting for the object of his bullying to finally return to his consciousness. His presence here, given the current situation, definitely doesn't bode well for Jyugo... Fifteen swallows hard.
"Wh-What does all this mean?... What are you doing here?"
The young man's voice trembles quite noticeably, and an unpleasant chill walks over the skin every now and then. Who knows what to expect from this monster...
"Oh no, no, Jyugo! This is what YOU are doing here!" Elf laughs tartly, seeing how excited his captive is. "In general... At some point, I suddenly realized that I no longer intend to put up with the fact that you spend days and nights hanging around in this stupid prison. We decided it was time to take you out of there... And even though this objective cost us a lot of trouble... Still, everything went in the best way!" The blond tilts his head slightly to one side, and his trademark sharp-toothed smile stretches on his face, and this does not bode well. "After all, you have finally returned home, Jyugo! Where you should be! And now..."
So all the worst expectations came true... Nanba Prison was attacked! And now Jyugo is outside, kidnapped by these terrible people! But this is far from the worst... Who knows how many people suffered during those actions, how many guards and prisoners... They could have been killed! His heart skips a beat.
"My friends!" Number Fifteen cries out in horror. "Where are my friends? What's up with them?! I must see them immediately!"
Seconds seem like hours to him, and with each subsequent one, his fear that something irreparable has happened is growing. His breath hitches and his heart is ready to jump out of his chest. His unblinking gaze is hopefully fixed on the only one who can now give him an answer. But he only silently looks at him in response. Why?... Why is he silent?... Why the hell is he silent?! He must know!
"You're talking about them again..." The blond sighs with displeasure, grimacing and rolling his eyes. "Those stupid friends of yours, I'm tired of them already. Forget about them."
"Wh-what?..."
Forget?! Those people who are so dear to him, who fill his existence with meaning and desire to live... Are they really?...
The tension that has been boiling in him until now reaches its peak. Rage hits like a fountain in the head, blowing the roof off. His eyes are glowing red, and his hands are about to turn into blades, despite the fact that he is tightly chained to the bed.
"What did you do with them?! You fucking bastard!... I'll kill you if!..."
"Shut up, you moron! They are alive."
They are alive... And this already gives him hope and extinguishes the flame of his anger.
Jyugo breathes a sigh of relief and tears of happiness well up in his eyes. Just think how many emotions those guys brought into his life. Only with them can he feel so truly alive...
"No matter how much I would like to kill them all..." Snorting angrily, Elf looks off to the side. "But oh well. I let them live. You are so attached to them..."
What?... No, no, Jyugo probably just imagined it, but... For some reason, this guy now does not seem to him as bloodthirsty as before. Did he just confessed that he didn't harm anyone just because it would cause Jyugo mental anguish?... Since when does he care about the feelings of the specimens? Since when did he become so merciful?...
Yes, Jyugo was kidnapped, he is now unknown where, he chained hand and foot without the possibility of not only resisting, but even just moving or changing position. This is terrible. But it is worth noting, Elf does not show hostility towards him. This is reassuring. Anyway, until...
After a silent pause, Number Fifteen glares at this mysterious and dangerous blond. He carefully looks at his appearance, at his unusual green eyes, feeling rather strange at the same time... Memories flash through his head every now and then. Memories he didn't have before. Memories about his "past" life, about himself and... And about Elf!... Those green eyes and this his look of his. Deja vu. He knows that they already knew each other before, but until now the guy did not remember anything about their relationship. To be honest, he wasn't even sure if Elf was real or just a figment of his own imagination. Now, he has no doubt that this pointy-eared guy is real. Everything seems to move from a dead point and falls into place, but so chaotically that Jyugo seems to be losing his mind. All this is just fragments, pieces of a mosaic, still not wanting to fit into a single and general picture... His head hurts. He frowns.
"Ah, Jyugo..." Elf suddenly says condescendingly, pulling Number Fifteen out of the abyss of soul-searching. "I see that during all your travels through prisons, someone has definitely blown your brains out. You can't remember anything."
The derogatory look that pointy-eared one gives Jyugo really makes him slightly embarrassed. He himself is not at all happy with his amnesia.
"But," he continues, "I think that in time we will somehow be able to overcome this. In the end, the main thing is that now you are here, again with me."
Meanwhile, Jyugo grits his teeth as he catches another flashback. Of course, the guy already realized that this time he really got into trouble. Most likely, now, these strange non-removable shackles on his limbs and his neck with all their monstrous peculiarities will seem to him only a harmless stylish accessory, in comparison with what awaits him in the near future, while he is in the clutches of Elf and of his "friends".
"Why?" Jyugo says reproachfully. "Why did you bring me here? So you can put your fucking experiments on me again?"
Elf seems a little surprised at how suddenly his helpless captive has become braver.
"You don't understand, Jyugo. All we need from you is..."
"So know!" Growls Number Fifteen, and his voice breaks into a shout. "I won't be your guinea pig again!"
"No! Listen to me!..."
"Go to hell! I'd rather die! I'd rather just DIE!"
His angry scream echoes through the room. So suddenly and uncharacteristically for him, emotions that Jyugo was usually not generous with, suddenly begin to grow in him like a snowball. So swiftly and uncontrollably it hit the head, eclipsing the mind, that the awareness of reality fades every now and then.
He won't let anyone else play with his life no matter what the cost! He furiously tries to use his inhuman force, but suddenly finds that his body does not obey him, and his hands remain the same, no matter how hard he tries to turn them into blades. This damn things that chained him to that stupid bed aren't simple... It blocks his abilities! These motherfuckers foresaw everything! But he won't give up so easily!... No way!
Despite everything, the young man continues to fight. With a tense growl, he jerks his whole body, but all this impulse is restrained by the fetters holding him. The loud crunch of his wrists is intertwined with his painful scream, echoing through the room. But he tries again. And again. And again. There are so many of his emotions that it burns him, flaring up in his eyes with a scarlet flame, converting into real uncontrollable madness.
He won't let them! Never!...
His forces do not want to respond to his call, and the fetters do not give in. His joints crackle and his body hurts. Jyugo howls from unbearable pain, cursing everything in the world, but continues his desperate attempts to break out, again and again twisting all the veins of himself, risking breaking his bones, but at any cost, to everyone and everyone for evil, free himself. Clouded by hysteria, the mind does not heed the voice of common sense. In the same way, all attempts by Elf, who is trying to calm down the seriously raging victim of the experiment, are in vain. Jyugo does not hear what the blond is trying to explain to him now, not to mention the fact that he perceives him only as his worst and terrible enemy, who does not want anything for him, except for more pain and suffering. It's useless. If it goes on like this, Number Fifteen will break all his limbs, or even lose them altogether... This is unacceptable!
"You stupid rat!" Elf literally pounces on him, crushing him to the bed and holding on with all his strength. "In that fucking prison, you have become completely unruly!"
In response to all of the blond's attempts to prevent Jyugo from harming himself, only a stream of unintelligible curses rains down on him. The point of no return has been passed, the guy is distraught and does not give in to any persuasion, stubbornly ignoring all the signals. The decision should be taken immediately, while the valuable, stupefied with fear, the specimen has not done stupid things.
"Alright, Jyugo." After a little thought, Elf bares his teeth in an evil sly grin. "Perhaps... 'This' will calm you down?..."
Somehow continuing to hold on to his captive, he quickly pulls the glove off his hand, after which he reaches to Jyugo's face. And at the sight of this, he falls into almost even more horror. He wriggles, twitches and screams furiously, breaking his voice.
"NO! Leave me alone! Back off!"
He jerks convulsively, turns away and presses his head into the hard bunk. But he can't run away...
It will surely be something terrible! He's definitely going to hurt him! Now he will do it! He will do it!...
Elf's hand is getting closer and closer...
This is the end! The end!...
...
His heart is pounding, his whole body is trembling, but... Jyugo doesn't hurt at all. On the contrary, he feels only the soft touch of cool skin.
"That's better..." Says Elf quietly.
He only calmly looks at his captive, pressing his hand to his cheek.
Jyugo is silent, somewhat confused. Slowly, his anxiety subsides. It becomes easier for him to breathe. His fear is gone.
An extraordinary calmness suddenly envelops him, like a soft blanket. Everything is fine, Elf won't hurt him. Now, Jyugo knows this for sure, although he does not quite understand where such confidence comes from. It's probably just his intuition.
So weird.
He leans over him a little, looking straight into his eyes. That look... He is silent and just looks at him. Jyugo feels a pleasant warmth emanating from his hand.
It's all so weird...
Now he does not feel before Elf neither fear nor disgust. Only unprecedented peace and tranquility. This touch, it's not at all unpleasant, as Jyugo expected it to be. On the contrary... The cheeks of Number Fifteen become hot. He's so unusually good right now.
This is strange!
His long thin fingers gently and carefully slide over the his skin, caressing. This strange, inexplicable pleasure spreads all over the body of Number Fifteen in a warm oncoming wave. It would seem that it is so light and barely perceptible, but at the same time deep, enveloping, besot... Jyugo feels it, but does not understand. He does not understand himself... Involuntarily, rather instinctively, he presses closer to the hand of his worst enemy, feeling his own cheeks turn red. Jyugo does not understand what is happening to him. What came over him so suddenly?... This guy is not even doing anything special right now. Nothing that could force Jyugo into such a humble and peaceful state against all odds. He just touches he. He touches he, and time seems to slow down. All problems, fears and negative emotions fade and go far into the background. The world seems pink, soft and fluffy. Every cell in the guy's body seems to tremble. It is as if some mysterious elusive energy resonates through his entire body, smoothly spreading through the veins, warming from the inside, and causing a slight pulling excitement in the lower of his abdomen. A soft moan escapes Jyugo's lips, and his breath hitching. Jyugo refuses, he cannot believe that the reason for all these unusual feelings is this immoral person who has distorted and broken so many human lives... Including the life of Jyugo himself!...
But he seems so peaceful now. Slightly covering his unusual green eyes, he only looks languidly at his captive, bites his lips a little and seems to be trying to breathe evenly. Seeing his face so close, watching his expression through the veil of his own raging feelings, Jyugo is in the deepest confusion when a strange assumption comes to his mind...
Is he also experiencing something similar right now? But how?...
For a moment, Jyugo suddenly feels like he's looking into a mirror or hearing an echo in the distance. For a moment, as if someone else's feeling resonates in his body...
Somewhere in the back of his head, something unpleasantly presses, and another picture from the past flashes before his eyes. Goosebumps continue to run through his body. This strange feeling of pleasure takes possession of the young man more and more with every second, and fragments of memories only feed it...
What kind of relationship did they have, damn it!?...
What kind of strange vision is this?...
With every second it becomes more and more difficult for both of them to control themselves, and anticipating that the situation is about to get out of control, palpably reluctantly, Elf still pulls his hand away from Jyugo, sharing this strange contact. Because of this, he experiences a strong, almost painful disappointment and he barely restrains himself so as not to groan aloud in annoyance. However, only a few seconds later, Number Fifteen seems to start to sober up. Breathing heavily, he feels that little by little this strange feeling begins to pass. Finally, some sanity is returning to Jyugo and, albeit not the former fear and hatred, but at least a completely reasonable and justified distrust of this pointy-eared villain. Just think... What did he do to him? What was all this?... Was it some kind of hypnotic trance? Or what else could it was?...
Although turned away, Elf still sits on the bed of his captive, very close to him, almost touching, pensively fixing his gaze somewhere on the ceiling. Jyugo hears his uneven breathing, feels his whole body trembling and twitching subtly, and sees him rumple the sheets on his bed with his fingers. All this only confirms Jyugo's crazy guess... He obviously experienced similar feelings to one degree or another, although he stubbornly tries not to show it.
But how is this possible? What is this?... Is this part of a crazy new experiment? Or not new...
"Nice feeling, is not it, Jyugo?" The blond is the first to break the silence that has been hovering between them for so long.
"What?... What was that?"
Jyugo's voice is shaking so treacherously again, betraying all his excitement, but now it's not from fear at all... It's just that a strange feeling has not yet stopped in all parts of his body...
"I told you that you are special. For me."
"Hey, stop this circus!" Outraged at how arrogantly grinned the blond, Number Fifteen literally growls. "What have you done to me, you bastard?! Explain yourself! Now!"
Obviously, such merciless and helpless insolence amuses him only more. Elf laughs dirtyly, clearly feeling his power over Jyugo.
"You see, Jyugo..." He exhales raggedly, licking his lips with relish. "The thing is that inside you there is something of mine... These are the cells of my body. It were placed in you long before your stupid escape. How long has it been..." He smiles lightly, as if he really is reminiscing. "But just imagine..." His voice becomes quiet, admiring and full of unhealthy enthusiasm. "All this time, my cells took root and adapted in your body, it grew and developed along with you... It grew deeper and deeper into your body, it took root, and it more and more became a part of you... It was that very part of you, which reacts to my signals, feels me and responds... Obeys me!"
An unpleasant sticky chill runs through Jyugo's skin again when he hears and, it seems, even feels how Elf's voice, spellbound by sadistic delight, echoes around the half-empty room. A drop of sweat trickles down his cheek when he sees what an unhealthy and crazy light the poisonous green eyes of this psychopath shine with. He's crazy, like the devil himself...
"However," the blond suddenly snorts to the side, making a slight grimace, "you probably didn't understand a word of what I said, right?"
The guy shudders sharply and bashfully looks away, realizing that he has been looking at him for too long.
Needless to say, Jyugo is not literate, and can only count on his fingers. What that damned mad scientist is explaining to him now has flies buzzing in his head. But still, a sharp resentment arises in his soul when someone once again points out to him his stupidity. When HE points out his stupidity...
"To put it in a more understandable language for you, Jyugo," Elf continues easily and condescendingly, as if conducting a casual friendly conversation, "you have a part of me inside you. And because of this, I feel you, hear your thoughts, share your emotions, and your body reacts to me and obeys me... You and I have a real mental connection, Jyugo!"
Smiling madly again, the blond briskly clung to his captive, grabs him by the chin and turns him to face him, looking straight into his eyes and seeing as his own reflection in it. He seems to be admiring the helpless and surprised look of his captive, saying his name over and over again, almost singing it, as if tasting and enjoying it.
"Jyugo... You belong to me, Jyugo, you are only mine!... You are mine, Jyugo... We will always be together... And I will never let you do something stupid again!..."
Jyugo turns out to be very dumbfounded, scared and confused. He is unable to say anything in response. He only looks into those green eyes glowing with madness, feeling his insignificance in front of this imperious and cruel man. He is a dope that paralyzes his will and corrodes his consciousness. He is a poison that poisoned his body and his whole life. He is a voice that calls him by name and drags him into the most viscous and impenetrable darkness. He is the darkness in his soul...
Jyugo is silent. He only remains silent and looks, mentally falling into the abyss deep inside himself. That's all he can do...
"Well." The blond suddenly says, pulling away. "I forced to leave you, my dear Jyugo. I need to provide a report on you. Stay here for now. Okay?"
Finally, with a slight sneer, patting his immobilized captive on the shoulder, Elf rises from his bed and leaves the room, clicking the door lock.
"Where will I leave?!" Jyugo mentally sneers, simply exhausted from his indignation.
Finally left completely alone, he again makes an attempt to free himself, stubbornly moving his tightly immobilized limbs, but soon he is only once again convinced that this is useless. No matter how hard he tries, those fucking shackles won't break. Them cannot be opened or broken. This time he really got into trouble. Got stuck so stuck... Again.
Just think, it really seemed to him that there was no place in the world more secure and impregnable than the Nanba Prison. He really thought that it was impossible to escape from there or to get inside. But still, these people managed to abduct he even from there...
He remembers almost nothing about his difficult past, but it overtook him even in the most guarded prison in the world. What awaits him now?... Will he stay alive?...
Only one thing truly pleases him and warms his soul. Jyugo is not sure whether Elf's words can be trusted, but if we assume for a second that the blond didn't lie... Then his friends are really not in danger now. Unfortunately, unlike Jyugo himself...
But even if life as a guinea pig awaits him again... Even if he is destined to stay in this terrible place forever... And even if he never sees any of them again... He is ready. He is ready to sacrifice himself, if only his family, the family that those guys have become for him, is safe and can continue to live happily ever after. It will be enough for him just to know that everything is fine with them. Despite what he may have to go through...
Perhaps this is for the best. At least now, he wouldn't endanger them with his presence. No one else will die or suffer because of him, as has happened before. Perhaps now he really is where he belongs... However...
This creepy guy from his past. Elf. The same Elf who is responsible for him. What did he mean when he told Jyugo about their connection? Who is he for him? What made fifteen feel so strange as soon as he touched his skin? Were these feelings his?... Blood rushes to his cheeks again.
Although it was over, Elf left him, and it would be nice if for a long time, but even now, Jyugo continues to feel extremely uncomfortable because of this whole situation. Something influenced him. Literally a moment after Elf touched him, Jyugo felt different and began to look at everything differently... Despite what a vile and inhuman scum this man is, and how many lives he ruined with his own hands, Jyugo suddenly didn't care. Because of his closeness and his actions, Number Fifteen, for some reason, felt so strangely and inexplicably good. Maybe even too much... Jyugo is so unbearably ashamed of this feeling of tension between his legs, which has not yet completely let go of him even now. He shudders at the mere thought that this pointy-eared maniac could have noticed to what a state his captive had sunk!... Who knows what might have happened if he had actually noticed it!... Damn hormones raged at the most inopportune moment!
What a disgrace! If the guys in Nanba found out about his such annoying oversight, they would certainly roll with laughter. Niko would immediately remember the manga, in which it all started exactly the same, and Uno would not be too lazy to point out that it's time for someone to get a girlfriend, Rock would probably just laugh to tears. Damn it, this is actually funny! Jyugo doesn't notice how he breaks into a smile. Come to think of it, even now those guys won't let him get discouraged. Even if they are not around...
The heart of Number Fifteen shrinks, and he becomes so unbearably sad from the realization that all those carefree days spent in the company of his dear friends are now in the past...
But even if it is, his memories will always be with him...
It will forever remain in his heart...
No matter what happens...
Forever...