Kiyoshi and the bunny girl, Nana, were transported in cages across the sea, drugged so they couldn’t resist and time passed strangely.
At one point during their journey, they were brought out and shown to a man with slicked-back black hair and a pristine white suit. He lit a cigarette but didn’t bring it to his lips as he stared the two of them down. He beckoned and Kiyoshi felt a tug on his hand as Nana stood up and went towards him, pulling Kiyoshi along behind her. The man regarded them closely, then reached out a hand to pet Nana’s hair. He said something Kiyoshi didn’t understand to the men that were transporting them.
Then the man turned his gaze onto Kiyoshi. He dropped his other hand on top of Kiyoshi’s head, ashes from the cigarette in his hand falling and burning Kiyoshi’s scalp. Kiyoshi winced and tried to pull away but the man tightened a fist around Kiyoshi’s hair before he could get away.
Even with his harsn, painful grip the man’s voice was gentle when he spoke to Kiyoshi. Though Kiyoshi couldn’t understand the language he still implicitly knew the man had said, “look at me.”
With his fingers entangled in Kiyoshi’s shaggy black hair, he forced his head to tilt up. Kiyoshi suddenly came face to face with the man’s intense, pitch-black eyes. Shaking, Kiyoshi averted his eyes. The man in the white suit said something else to the other men that Kiyoshi didn’t understand and suddenly Kiyoshi’s hand was empty as Nana was pulled away from him. He wanted to cry out, to reach for her, but found himself frozen, unable to do anything.
Then the man let go of Kiyoshi’s hair and picked him up in one fluid movement. Due to the sudden motion, Kiyoshi grabbed the lapels of the man’s suit jacket. The man pet Kiyoshi’s hair gently, this time with the hand not holding the cigarette, soothing the pain in Kiyoshi’s scalp that he had caused, as he started to carry Kiyoshi away from Nana and the cage. Kiyoshi looked up at the man but before he could take in the man’s facial expression the man kissed him. Not the affectionate kiss on the forehead or cheek that Kiyoshi’s mother would sometimes give him but a kiss on the mouth, a tongue forced past his lips…
… Two hours later, Kiyoshi was back in the cage with Nana, his body hurting in ways it never had before. A deep burning pain not even the unraveling and restitching of his DNA matched. Nana wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he buried his face in the soft fur of her stomach and sobbed.
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