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"Jack!" Kiryu replied in a whiny voice.

"You can try to loosen them all you want, it won't work. If anything, you'll only make it worse." Well aware of why the younger had decided to show up, Kiryu took it upon himself to enjoy his moment as long as he could. After all, it didn't happen any day that Jack Atlas was sitting in front of him, tied to a chair. Seeing him struggle with the ropes also was very satisfying to watch.

"Kiryu!"

Jack struggled against the tight rope bindings that the other duelist had captured him in. It wasn’t exactly his preferred position, to say the least. He should have anticipated such foul play when he had sought him out to confront him about what he’d done to Yusei, stabbing him so cruelly. 

He grit his teeth and tightened his muscles, attempting to at least loosen the ropes, but to no avail. 

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If this guy thought Kiryu would just let him slip past him that easily, he was mistaken. Horribly so. In one swift movement, the Dark Signer had positioned himself in front of the officer. If looks could kill, the stranger would have dropped dead right this second. "I don't remember giving you permission to leave."

"Not brave, just my job," Kazama replied. The stranger’s eyes had gotten his attention now. There was something wrong about them. No, it wasn’t just them. His voice and posture were both menacing in a way that actually made Kazama feel threatened, but he knew better than to let his wariness show. He kept a calm expression on his face as he took another step, intent on finishing his route and getting back to HQ.

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"Yeah, I don't think so."

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"I demand that you release me!"

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Yeah, as if that was going to work. "Or what? You're going to peck my eyes out?"

    — “Let go,Kiryu.” the redhead growled,menace in his normally cheery gray eyes.

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"And where do you think you're going?" He purred, sneaking his pale arms around the younger.

    — “Shit.” he muttered,trying to inch himself away from the other.

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.// blxck-byrd //.

"Seems like I caught myself a lost bird~!"

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The sight of Yusei collapsing against his chest was marvellous. Almost as satisfying as seeing the blood drip down to the floor. He had waited way too long for this moment, and now that it finally arrived, he was going to enjoy every second of it. After all, he was far from being done with his old friend.

When he pulled the knife out of Yusei's body, he made sure to keep his eyes fixed on him. The only thing providing him with even more satisfaction that just injuring his prey was seeing the pain in his eyes. Too bad that lasted for only split second. Interrupted by Jack's booming voice, Kiryu turned his head towards the door and hissed softly. During all this talking, Kiryu had completely forgotten about the fact that Yusei had contacted Jack before he drove over. How very inconvenient.

The thought of taking Yusei hostage so Jack would leave him alone crossed the Dark Signer's mind, but he didn't act quick enough. Before he could even do so much as lift his hand, he could already feel Jack's hand around his throat. It all happened too fast for Kiryu to properly comprehend the situation. Just was he was about to kick Jack in the shin to get him to release him, he found himself flying against the nearest wall.

With a groan, Kiryu sank to the floor. Why did Jack always have to ruin everything!? Why couldn't he just stay out of situation that had nothing to do with him whatsoever?

"I only gave him what he deserved!" He yelled, getting up off the floor and dusting off his clothes. The back of his head hurt slightly from where it had made contact with the wall, but that was nothing he couldn't handle.

His mind was already trying to come up with a solution for this little 'King' problem when Yusei's voice caught his attention. He expected him to ask Jack for help. Hell, so say anything that would get him out of that room and to a doctor. When he didn't, but instead told Jack to leave him, Kiryu, alone, the Dark Signer froze.

Why...? Why was he still defending him? The logical thing to do in a moment like this would be to save himself, not to worry about Kiryu.

"Yusei..."

No. This had to be another one of his trick and Kiryu was not going to fall for it. Quickly, he shook his head to get rid of those thoughts. He had to focus on the problem at hand!

"Yes, Jack. Let me go. This has nothing to do with you."

"Yusei!"

For as loud and dominating as Jack’s shout was, it could have been thunder. The door to the room where Kiryu waited with his unfortunate prey was kicked open, cracking where the hinges connected to the now-splintered wood. 

The King radiated fury and unbridled rage. It had taken him far too long to track Yusei down with the cell phone, and now, that delay had cost him. The blade in Kiryu’s fist caught the light, and he could see the blood dripping down its length, a drop at a time coming to rest at Kiryu’s feet.

Why wasn’t Yusei using the mark to protect himself? Had Kiryu messed with it somehow? What was going on? 

Jack saw red. Bright red, from the burning heat of his anger, pulsing through his very soul and sending his own birthmark blazing. He stormed forward, yanking Kiryu away by the throat with crushing force, and throwing him, hard, against the wall. 

"What did you do to Yusei?!" he bellowed, hands clenched tightly into fists.

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Narrowing his eyes, Kiryu crossed his arms and looked around before glaring at the stranger. As far as he could tell, this man came alone. Not exactly smart of him, but maybe that would serve to Kiryu's entertainment.

"On your own? How very brave of you, officer."

Kazama didn’t so much as flinch at the hostile tone. “Just patrolling the area.”

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Did this little jerk just seriously throw his candy across the fucking street? If he didn't want the candy he could have given it back to him. Well, too late for that now, and Kiryu was not at all amused with this. Glaring at the stranger, the Dark Signer crossed his arms.

"How about you fuck yourself and your rudeness?"

{{ ♦ }} — The colourful candy was allowed to drop from his face to his lap; staring at it for only a moment, he seized the package he so desired and tossed it across the street. Legs pushing against the concrete, he rose from the curb to face and fully regard the stranger beside him.

"Fuck you and your charity."

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Kiryu had just been passing by, intending to get a new candle at the nearest store. He was supposed to behave. Too bad he could never resist a temptation like that. Taking out a fruit roll up, hell know why he carried one with him, he slammed right into the strangers face.

"Enjoy your fucking food.~"

{{ ♦ }} — In a soft, childlike voice, — one someone could only strain to hear — Kaito murmured, “I crave a fruit roll up.”

Sweet tooth cravings will be the death of this man.

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"Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want?"

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"I'm sorry, did I hear that right? I'm wrong?"

Those two words were all it took to let the bomb explode. After all he had done for Yusei, for the team, why did he have to suffer? Why was he always the one being wrong? All this time he had tried to give his best to protect those he cared about. Even after he died. He did, after all, briefly consider giving Yusei a second chance before the situation had escalated.

"If anyone is wrong, it's you!"

His voice echoed through the otherwise dead silent room. The logical part of his mind tried to remind him of the fact that Yusei had not tried to run like he had thought he would. It cried out for him to stop. Kiryu ignored it.

Before anything or anyone could stop him, he drew his knife. A short, but sharp blade. Probably not the best choice, but it would get the job done. Slowly, he placed the blade where he knew Yusei was already scarred from their last encounter, not once breaking eye contact. Then, with a sickening smile on his face, Kiryu stabbed him, successfully reopening his old wound.

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His advance had brought him directly in front of Kiryu. Out of the frying pan and into the fire his collar was snatched up. The force of the dark signer’s grip pulled him onto the tips of his toes. He kept his own hands at his sides, purposefully unresisting. That didn’t mean his composure fell to pieces. On the contrary Yusei seemed more determined than ever.

❝You’re wrong.❞ 

There was no point in trying to explain why that was. He had already resolved not to put them through the emotional upheaval. No matter what he said Kiryu’s mind could not be changed. The grudge was so deep it went beyond reason and the twisted result stood before him now.

It was almost like looking into the eyes of a frightened animal. One that bared fangs when backed into a corner. Yet in assuming Kiryu was more afraid than he was Yusei’s courage radiated. He exhaled to better maintain his own calm, aware it may have been his last full breath. His heart beat sounded so loud to his own ears. A complete contrast to the level nature of his voice.

❝I know what you’re going to do. Its okay. I want you to do it and move on. We can finally trade places. That’s the way it was supposed to be.❞ 

He remained true to his word, not lifting so much as a finger in his own defense.

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Kiryu watched intently as Yusei arose from his seat. Surely, he was trying to escape. Saving his own butt seemed to be his favourite pass time, after all. At least if it involved Kiryu. Only he would not let him get away with it this time. He had not arranged this meeting to let his prey get away without so much as a scratch.

Slowly, Kiryu let his right hand slip into his pocket where it took a hold of the knife he was carrying around everywhere. He'd only started doing so recently, but it seemed the thing finally came in handy. As soon as Yusei was doing anything suspicious, he would find himself with an extra hole in his body.

"Yes, I remember that," he spoke, his voice resembling a low growl. "But did you really come back for me? Or did you return to make sure Security was getting a hold of me so you would get away?"

With his hand still hidden in his pocket, Kiryu stood up. Now that Yusei was standing, sitting down had caused him to look up to keep eye contact, and he didn't necessarily like that. While listening to his words, Kiryu remained still. What was he trying to accomplish with saying he would take responsibility? Why hadn't he tried to run away yet? It didn't make sense and that pissed him off.

Determined to find an answer to that question, Kiryu reached out and pulled Yusei closer by the collar of his jacket.

"I don't know what it is you're planning, but I can already tell you that you're not getting away with it. I know what I saw back then. You sold me out. I got locked away because of you. I died because of you! It's only fair if I return the favour."

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This time his guilt didn’t soften his exterior. It completely stripped the outside away to reveal the strength beneath. The focus of his eyes suddenly as resolute as his posture. Nothing detracted from such a serious stare; no loud noise, no threatening display or harsh word. He maintained it as he lowered himself from crate to floor, intent on crossing the room.

His steps were taken without hesitation. Though his heart raced his mind did not. The moment of truth was upon them. He would make good on every word he’d said.

❝I came back. We all did.❞ 

Thereafter came the source of their current conflict. A single but decisive miscommunication. The incident had haunted them both, their blame unsatisfied. He had kept quiet about it throughout their conversation. Now though, with his mind clear of all doubt, he spoke with steadfast conviction.

❝I didn’t betray you, Kiryu. I won’t abandon you now either. If you say its my fault you’re like this I’ll gladly take responsibility.❞

He wouldn’t run from this. From the beginning he’d decided to endure. However gruesome the end, however painful and sad, it had meaning. A part of Kiryu would be healed. That was worth dying for.

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He thought it would stop him? That’s why he left? The frown returned to Kiryu’s face. Something about this seemed off. It wasn’t the words themselves, they did seem to be truthful. More like… this tactic hadn’t been thought through. He couldn't really have thought that leaving would stop Kiryu from attacking Security. Wasn't Yusei supposed to be the smart one?

"Well, that obviously backfired. If you really wanted to stop me so desperately, why didn't you think of something with a higher rate of success? Turing your back on the problem never works out."

A problem that needed solving. In the end, wasn't that all he was? Obviously, they went past friendship long ago and whatever bond they might have had was long gone. As sad as that was, it was the truth. With a chuckle, Kiryu let his feet slide of the chair, taking the wooden piece of furniture down with them with a bang.

"What the fuck do you think? You betrayed me, of course it's your god-damn fault I am like this! I don't know if I will be able to rest, but I sure as hell will be satisfied. As you said, it should have been you, not me. I'm going to have you experience the pain I went through. I'll make you wish you never would have met me in the first place!"

As he rambled on, his voice had gotten louder, angrier. Whatever calmness he might have had mere moments ago was gone completely.

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There was no fear to be found despite being threatened. He continued to sit quietly, his patience unending. One obvious strategy was to withhold information if it meant he could save himself. The more time he bought the more likely it was that Jack would arrive before they finished talking. However Yusei consciously abandoned self preservation in order to pursue responsibility. His words sincere and forthcoming instead of vague.

❝Thought I could stop you from getting in too deep. That you’d throw the fight if you were on your own.❞ 

The change in Kiryu’s expression drew him in. Not physically, for he remained atop the crate with a subtle slouch. It was his empathy that pulled him like a string and he stared with eyes slightly wider. He wanted to follow his heart all the way to the end. He wanted to believe there was hope. He wanted to help Kiryu no matter the cost.

Nothing else seemed relevant in that moment. He had even forgotten about Jack’s impending arrival. Simply too invested in the weight of the current conversation.

❝Am I the reason you’re like this? If you kill me, does it end there? Will you be able to rest?❞

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"More like a fucking promise. Any last words?"

"Is that a challenge?"

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"..."

"Give me a few minutes and you'll be as dead as I should be."

"Your jokes are as stiff as your body should be.”