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Severe headache and fog in the eyes bothered Kazutora almost every day. Three months have passed since he was released from the colony. A month has passed since he ran away from everyone, from the city, from Valhava and from former friends. From the plan to kill Budgie, from Mikey…
The mad gaze of the Casutor circled the scalded room. From the open window, bright light illuminated the room, the wind brought the freshest smell of leaves.
Turning on his side, Tora closed his eyes and exhaled softly. He ran away empty-handed, with nothing. And survived by stealing, even found this abandoned house, there used to be someone's little bookstore downstairs.
How he had not been robbed yet, sometimes swirled in the thoughts of the Torah. Sneezing, he got up and padded downstairs, passing by the shelves, he froze at the door. In truth, he did not completely escape from the city, hid in an abandoned plot, an old suburb. Why everyone left here, there are different legends.
Going outside, Kazutora put his hands in the stolen shorts and went in one known direction. Today was the anniversary of Shinichiro's death and he hoped that no one would be there in the early morning.
Two hours later, his feet led to the cemetery, looking around and making sure that there was no one from his acquaintances. Kazutora ran excitedly to the only necessary grave. Out of breath, he hesitantly approached and fell to his knees, bursting into tears in front of Mikey's dear brother.
-- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ... - Tora whispered half-madly, how long he stayed in the heat like this, he does not understand himself. But my eyes ached from the tears shed, my throat was dry from incessant speaking. Trembling, he tried to get up, but tilted down and flew to the asphalt.
- Kazutora? - A surprised exclamation sounded next to his ear, a cold hand covered his forehead and Thora meowed blissfully from the coolness. - Fuck, you're burning!
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Through a half-doze, Thora felt a damp rag on his skin, with a heaviness he opened his eyes and other people's voices deafened him. They asked him something, slowed him down, but from impotence he fell back into sleep. The second time, he was alone, an unfamiliar room strained him, but Tora again fell into a doze. The third time he woke up completely, his body ached terribly, his mouth was dry and his head was pounding mercilessly. Groaning from everything at once, he felt that something glass with water was put to his mouth. Greedily he clung to the life-giving moisture and purred from it. Someone snorted at this and passed a cloth over his forehead. Opening his eyes, he saw a familiar face in front of him.
Here, Kazutora froze in horror. In front of him sat the Invincible Mikey himself. Misunderstanding was reflected in Thora's eyes, Mikey wrapped his arms around his face and pressed against him. A soft smile played on his face.
-- Do you remember our childhood promise? Whatever happens, we will always be together. - Sano said softly, stupidly clapping it didn't reach Tora.
- Oh, Mikey step back off Mommy! - shouted a deep voice and then de was torn off the bed by Manjiro, who stupidly hung in the air and indignantly shouted "Ken-chick!" - How are you Tora?
— I don't know - Thora replied, he didn't really understand what the fuck was going on.
— I told you, he was brainwashed in that colony. Budgie's voice snorted, turning his head in his direction, he saw him. He was sitting quietly rocking on a chair, his hands were folded on his chest.- He doesn't remember a fucking thing about his real childhood. How many times I tried to talk, so go into hysterics, and the next day he doesn't remember.
"What's he talking about?"Torah was spinning in his head, the headache only intensified and the tiger boy groaned in pain. My temples were pounding so hard that I wanted to prolong my head.
- It's all right Toru, accept them.- Draken said kindly and ruffled the top of the golden-eyed man's head. And he took his hands tightly so that he wouldn't hurt himself by pressing them over his head. Torah was in pain, the brain refused to accept what he floated into consciousness. Too much information. - You can shout, we're all around. (*Cry of pain)*
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Mikey purred, gently wiping the body on the bed. His beloved tiger has returned home and no one else will dare to break Kazutora's identity. He looked so cute in big Drakena T-shirt that Mikey couldn't resist biting the guy's collarbone, leaving a mark on the skin.
The door creaked softly and two pairs of steps were heard. The bed bent behind the Manjiro and two heads appeared in the field of view. Everyone was silent, no one wanted to start any conversation. Badji bent down to the lying body and put something on his neck, turning around, he opened the door to the guys on the collar around Torah's neck. The guys chuckled, recognizing their gift. Now everyone will know that Kazutora is Toman's property.