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The Story Of Hiroko-kun And Prince
Chapter 2
Hiroko’s violet eyes scanned over Prince’s body, a tinge of pity and worry crossing over his expression. When Prince left he was a healthy man, with vibrant eyes filled with joy, clean hair and light colored skin. Now, Prince trembled before his very presence, his eyes darting to the door and back towards Hiroko. Prince’s skin was now, instead of being a beautiful light color, was a sickly pale. He barely had any color in his lips or his cheeks. Prince’s black hair gave off the appearance as if it hadn’t been washed in days, along with the black fur on Prince’s wolf ears and tail. The worst of it was the condition of his body. Prince’s body was so thin, much thinner than when he had last seen him. The only thing on his bones was skin and some muscle. He was now so thin that his ribcage was easily seen, and if one ran their fingers across the ribcage they could clearly count almost every rib on Prince’s body. His body had some fresh bruises and cuts that were still healing over. The very sight of this made Hiroko angry. What had they put Prince through in jail? Sick human bastards. But he would deal with them later, right now he had to calm Prince down.
“Prince…” He said as soothingly as he could. Prince continued to watch Hiroko with wide eyes, lost and afraid. Hiroko crouched down and wrapped his arms around Prince, pulling him close. Prince’s body immediately tensed, his ears perked atop his head while his tail hairs bristled at Hiroko’s soft touch.
“Don’t worry Prince. Everything will be alright. We will get out of this together.” Hiroko whispered into Prince’s ear. Prince was silent and did not answer. Hiroko felt something wrench in his gut as he held Prince close to him. It was so easy…Prince felt like a porcelain doll. As if Hiroko could easily snap him in half like a twig. Hiroko was afraid that he would break Prince, so he did not embrace him, instead he just placed one of his hand on Prince’s shoulder, and the other on the square of his back. Nudging Prince softly, Prince had fallen into Hiroko’s arms.
“You shouldn’t waste your time.” Prince whispered. He felt like crying because Hiroko kun was finally with him, hugging him. He missed Hiroko’s presence so much that some days in jail when he was really depressed he would cry himself to sleep thinking about how Hiroko would never love him anymore because of his crimes.
“I-I deserve this. What they say is true.” His heart sank to what felt to be the bottom of his stomach. He wished that he could go back in time right now and erase his criminal record forever, just so that he could stay in Hiroko’s arms forever.
“If you save me, you’ll have the criminal record too. They might make you do this sex thing too, and it’ll be because of me. So don’t waste your time…Hiroko kun.” Prince squeezed his eyes shut, trying to close his eyes before tears came out of them. Prince was weakened now. That attack that he had sprung had wasted most of his energy. The other energy that he had saved up was for running away somewhere safe, but since Hiroko had blocked his way he had no chance of launching another attack now. Now guards blocked his exit, his freedom. Yet right here, in Hiroko’s arms was his light. He would remember the moment, no matter how many times he was tortured horribly.
“I am sorry I never told you about this. I was selfish. I did not want you to think differently of me and I wanted you to still love me no matter what. Hiroko kun, I still l-“
His words were cut off by a loud shout.
“You there! Red haired one! Hand that criminal over! I’m glad you caught him, he almost got away!” It was the fat man’s voice. The vines that were wrapped around his arms, were now a mass of black ash on the dirty floor. Hiroko glared daggers at the fat man. Violet eyes holding the piercing gaze, with no effort at all Hiroko lifted up the criminal up to his feet, who weighed to what seemed to Hiroko no more than a feather. He still held Prince close to his body, then turned his back on the fat man. Prince nearly gasped.
“W-wait Hiroko! Go the other way! You’ll be in trouble Hiroko! Stop it I deserve this!” Prince tried wriggling our of Hiroko’s tight grip, but Hiroko arms still held him close no matter how hard he tried. Weakened and tired, having not slept for five days, Prince stopped flailing for a moment. Hiroko would have to suffer all because of him. It was his own fault that he was convicted like this, and now Hiroko was trying to save him, Hiroko would suffer as well. He couldn’t watch Hiroko be chased by bounty hunters just because of him. So he summoned up all his strength, and pushed off Hiroko’s chest. Hiroko showed an expression of annoyance. Prince’s struggling wasn’t doing any good, it just caused him to hold Prince tighter.
“No. We are getting out of here. The both of us.” Hiroko said, then Prince tried pushing off Hiroko’s chest. Hiroko didn’t know that Prince had that much strength left in him, so he wasn’t ready. Prince fell backwards, Hiroko leaping forward to catch him.
“NOW!” A voice split through the air, and suddenly thick string came out of the ceiling. They wrapped themselves around Hiroko in an instant; Hiroko was now suspended in place. Prince twisted around to see Hiroko wrapped in something that looked like wire.
“Hiroko kun..?” He had seen something like this before, where was it in…yes! A forest, where the wire had actually turned out to be woman’s hair. The hair was nearly indestructible, except for fire. Fire was it’s weakness, just like Prince’s weakness was. If they sent fire down the wires length, the fire would burn Hiroko immediately.
“No!” Prince cried out as he stood up to rush towards Hiroko. Hand outstretched he did not get very far, for something wrapped around his neck and arms too. The thing pulled him backwards so hard, that prince went flying off his feet and landed with a sickening THUD on the courtroom floor. He swore that he could see stars flying around his head, when he was suddenly pulled off his feet. He came face to face with a guard, the was tall and quite muscular.
“Told you I was good at lassoing.” The guard said happily, using his free hand to flash a thumbs up as if he had one a bet. “He’s all yours Ruben.” The guard said, unfastening the robes around Prince. The guard then threw Prince onto the ground right by the fat man’s feet. Hands grabbed at Prince’s arms and legs, holding them together so that he couldn’t move. A hand pulled at Prince’s hair so hard, that Prince’s head snapped backwards. He let out a small cry, tears sprung in his eyes from the intense pain. He opened them, only to find once again the fat man’s face smiling back at him.
“Welcome Back.” The fat man said, hands on his cane, the large red ring glittering in the dim light of the courtroom.
 wingedprinceofdarkness · Wed Feb 07, 2007 @ 02:51am · 0 Comments |
