Ore+Kimi=Bokutachi chapter 4

Akai was lurking near the KsK residence. He needed to talk to Kenji. He was thinking and arranging the words he needed to say to make the prince understood him when suddenly he saw a figure climbing out a window. From the information he'd received, it was confirmed that the window used was Kenji's bedroom window. So the figure had to be Kenji himself or a thief. He immediately crossed out the latter as he saw the figure went into a black Mustang. It was resting it's head on the steering before driving off. Akai followed from behind.

Akai trailed behind Kenji for quite some time when he realized that the boy was heading to the palace. 'This is interesting' Akai thought to himself. It was simply unpredictable. The Kenji he knew will never return to the palace on his own accord. Oh, if only the Emperor was here to see this. Unfortunately for the Emperor, he was in Europe at the moment having some shitty ceremony along with his wife and their youngest prince.

Akai was in even more surprised when Kenji entered the main gate of the building. This was getting more and more exciting. Kenji stepped out his vehicle and proceed into the building. Akai can see the crown prince's determination. As the prince strode into the building, Akai can see that he left all the workers in awe. This was what a crown prince should do. Everyone was surprised of his return. Akai tried to blend into the workers so his presence will not be known to Kenji.

He saw Kenji head toward his room, but before the man could get nearer to the room, he saw the second prince opening the door to the room. Akai knew, among all of Kenji's siblings, it was Heiji who missed his brother the most. Heiji knew everything that was happening to his brother, from the ill-treatment that he gets, to the inheritance of the throne. Akira, however only has a vague idea of what Kenji's misery is like. Speaking of her, Akai saw the young princess running around the corner, probably she had gotten the news about her brother. Akai saw Akira banging the door open and leap into the room. Akai chuckled. How he wish to see the reaction of the crown prince.

Akai gave them around 15 minutes before approaching the room. He knew Akira would probably cry out, making the eldest uncomfortable and leaving the room. Probably heading out or into the bathroom. This wasn't because of he was uncomfortable with Akira, it was because he was uncomfortable with the love and affection Akira is pouring out to him. Akai was right when he stood outside the opened door. He saw Akira in Heiji's arm looking very sad.

"Your time is up my little duckies. It's my turn to chat with my little minion." Akai said to the two siblings. Both of them turned their head towards Akai. Heiji who right away recognized who this man is, got up from his chair. He stepped outside the room pulling Akira who was reluctant to leave with him. Akai smiled when he heard the younger prince growled when he passed by Akai. When both the royals were out, Akai closed the door to the room and locking it. Not wanting any interruptions in his 'conversation' with Kenji.

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Kaizu kept turning and tossing in her sleep which makes Kyoko feel irritated. After a few more moves to find herself comfortable in her sleep, Kaizu finally woke up, hands crossed in front of her favorite blue pillow. She stared at Kyoko who was reading a magazine. Kyoko shot up an eyebrow to question her housemate.

"I can't sleep." Kaizu answered short, simple and precise.

"I bet you can't. you have been sleeping, let me see, for the last 4 hours today, not to mention the whole afternoon yesterday. If you can sleep anymore, I'll make that nezumi pout for you." Kyoko said not taking her eyes off her magazine. Kaizu snorted out a 'humph' and lay on her back.

"Ne, I wonder if Sayko is okay right now? I mean he looks in terrible condition this morning. I wondered if he even made it back home? Maybe he didn't make it home? Maybe he had an accident somewhere? OH MY GOD, SAYKO IS IN AN ACCI…" Kaizu felt a cushion was thrown to her none other than Kyoko herself.

"Man, Sayko was right about your mouth. Can you not think about stupid things? Sayko is fine. He's home. Now, either go back to sleep or go find something else to do." Kyoko commanded sternly. Kaizu nodded at her housemate and tried going back to sleep, trying to count the number of Sasuke and Naruto leaping over a fence.

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Kenji lifted his head up. 'I need rest', he thought to himself looking in his reflection in the mirror. His hand was stroking the barely seen eye-bags under his eyes. He wondered what made the two siblings outside quiet. When he opened the door of his bathroom he saw the cause sitting on his bed staring straight at him.

"Hello, Kenji." Akai said to him. God, how he just want to shut the door back, and god help him, stay in there until that man is no longer there. But Kenji also realized that is not a child to do that. He has to face Akai, no matter how upset this will make him.

"Shishou." Kenji mumbled out, stepping into the room, headed towards the closet to put something on. Akai followed his movements with his eyes. "Pleasant to see you in my room this early in the morning. Usually, it was me having the pleasure of hunting for you." Kenji said with tone of sarcasm while slipping into the newly taken pair of jeans. "I see that I don't have to do that now that you are here." And with one smooth motion, Kenji put on a black sleeveless shirt on and leaned on the doorframe.

"Sarcasm doesn't work on me, Kenji. And you, of all the people should know that." Akai told Kenji, getting up from the bed walking towards Kenji. Kenji can feel his heart rate doubled. He wanted to jump back, hiding in the closet, praying for the comfort of his mother instead of this devil in front of him.

"Don't worry. I won't hurt you. Much." Akai whispered in Kenji's ear while his hands reached for his face. Kenji wanted to move, hell, he wanted to kick Akai so he would back off from him but Kenji's muscle tensed up. He couldn't move. It was like he was allowing Akai to do whatever with him. Akai pulled Kenji closer and turning him, only to push him toward the bed. Kenji landed painfully on his back. Before Kenji could think, he felt his hands pinned above his head. There were force that kept his legs from moving either.

"Seriously, you look like a pervert on a prowl in this position. What if someone sees how awkward our posture is right now?" Oh, how Kenji wanted to stitch his fucking mouth up. After a long break from Akai, his body still remembers how to respond to his instructor, but sadly, his mouth doesn't. 'I've really got to stop hanging around that dobe. Her obscenity is contagious', Kenji thought to himself. However he was stunned when Akai did not radiate any aura of evil, but just smirked 3 inches away from his face.

"You don't have to worry your virgin ass about. The door is locked from inside. And for further information, I am totally straight and rather than fucking you, I rather do it to my lovely wife at home." Akai said playfully in Kenji's ear while infusing sedative into his neck. The nearer the sedative is to the brain, the faster it will knock someone out. Once Kenji felt the needle pricking his skin, he stopped moving almost straight away, wanting to make sure his blood doesn't flow rapidly to his brain, thus making the sedative effect comes slower.

As unconsciousness comes, Kenji heard his shishou's words although his visions were blurry. "Oyasumi tte, gomen." Then, all was left for him was darkness.

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BREAK….

Sayko: Hai, hai... tanoshii? Okay, I'm Sayko a.k.a Kenji, the pantagonist of the story. In fact, I'm not even sure this story has an antagonist.

Kyoko: You wouldn't know coz you by right, are the most oblivious prince i have ever met.

Sayko: I am the only prince you have ever met. (pouting)

Kyoko: Well, I have met a lot of other princes. And they are way better than you. Like Ryoma, the PRINCE of tennis and the PRINCE of Persia. Oh, not forgetting the prince that lives behind us.

Sayko: That's a friggin' cat! Whatever. Anyway, how'd you enjoy the story, Kaizu?

Kaizu: Well, honestly, I am kinda dissapointed. I thought the story could do way better.

Sayko: Like what? Any suggestions?

Kaizu: Yeah, like I wonder what happens to the 'treasure' that we exchanged with one another. Seriously, I'd do anything for the Bonds DVD right now. You know it's not out in local stores yet.

Sayko: Oh, I get your meaning. I've seen the show. Damn, it's good. My favourite scene is where the blond and the ebony-haired meet together. And also the part where Naruto whispered something to Sasuke's ears. God, I almost screamed.

Kaizu: (Girlish scream) KYA~!!!

Kyoko: Please. Don't do that kind of story in front of me. I'm getting sick just hearing about it.

Sayko &

Kaizu: Sorry.

Kyoko: Anyways, Sayko. Why is this story about? Can you give us a summary about it?

Sayko: Yeah, sure. Actually, this story is about ME. *smirk*

BANG!!! (The sound of someone's head being hit by a blunt object)

Hey, I'm not kidding. It is about me. It kinda answers the questions in MY version of the KsK. If both of you could remember, there are 3 different versions of the KsK. It also introduces us to a new character, Akai and an insight to the Emperor's mind, like the reason behind his harsh actions towards me.

Kaizu: Man, it must be bad being hated by your own father. How'd you put up with it, Sayko?

Sayko: To tell you the truth, I knew long ago that he never had the real intentions to hurt me nor hate me.

Kaizu: Then, why do you keep running away from the palace?

Kyoko: What Kaizu said is true. Why'd you run away if you knew your father doesn't really hate you.

Sayko: First, I can't really live with him. Imagine, me, the dark prince or so they call it, the leader of the undergroundz, living within the castle. Sure, he knew about it, but i still can't bring myself to have anything in common with him. Secondly is because that guy really freaks me out. One day, I accidently passed his study in the 4th floor with the door opened and I saw him sleeping, with the clothes I wore like 10 years ago in his hands and like the room is full with pictures of me and all my stuff that mysteriously dissapeared all these years. *shudder*

Kaizu: Ah, like a stalker.... I get it..... I think.

Kyoko: ......

Sayko: I know creepy isn't it? I mean it goes with the same situation when in school someone keep bullying you and one day you found out that inside his locker lies all your picture and love notes meant for you and never delivered.

Kaizu: Shut it! I get the picture already! Na, Kyoko. Eh…. Kyoko?

Kyoko: Ah, um. What is it that you guys were talking about again?

Kaizu: You feel asleep didn't you?

Kyoko: Uh, no. It's just that my brain automatically filters out nonsense, so I didn't really catch what you guys were talking about.

Kaizu: Yeah, whatever. Lame cover up.

Sayko: Maa, maa. Let's go on with the story okay? And I don't really wanna get hurt today. At least not by you, Kyoko. I still wanna be alive throughout the story.

Kyoko: Ano, futari saa, kyou wa, boku wa chotto yasashi, dakara, sono hanashi wa yamettekure. (evil smile)

Sayko &

Kaizu: Hai...

Sayko: So, lets continue on with the story shall we?

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Okay, Kyoko, here is the promised update. Too bad to what happened to my lappie though. But I should be thankful that I'm able to post this now. Jya, minna, enjoy the story.

Kenji tried to open his heavy eyelids. How long was he out? Kenji tried to move his body and instantly winced at the pain. His hands were strapped to the chair he was on but his legs were free to move. Kenji felt his muscle tensed. Kenji looked around him, trying to move the most as he can due to the after effects of the sedative, but all he can see is darkness. He knew this place well although he couldn't see. Even if his sight could not confirm it, but his sense of smell and sound is working perfectly. When he was a child, he was often brought here for punishment. It was a room underground, almost like a dungeon. However, he hasn't been brought here since he was 13.

"I see you're awake." Kenji heard a sound from a far corner.

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Something was about to break.

Kenji looked around. In times before, he can quickly identify the location and adapt to the suddenly different situation, but now, let's just say it is all in the past. Now he has no fucking idea where he is. The surroundings were like an asylum but bigger. Seriously, never in his whole life had Kenji seen so many white. He scanned around the place till his eyes landed on something.

It was a small boy, probably around 4 or 5. He was squatting in a corner of the room. Kenji walks up to him and suddenly it hit him when the boy looks up to him. The boy had the same ebony hair and Irish green eyes as his. Fuck, it was him, only in a chibi version. The boy seemed to be holding on to a jar. Holding might not be an appropriate word. More like clutching it tightly like his life depended on it. Kenji cowers down by his side.

"Hey, what do you have there?" Kenji trying to start a conversation with the young boy. The only response he had was the boy looking at the jar, and the smaller Irish green pools were back staring at his own. Kenji tried to reach for it but the boy quickly jerk it away from his reach.

"No, don't. It'll break!" The boy said as if he was giving out warning to the older one. The small version of himself stared at the jar. Kenji caught a quick glance to the label of the jar. 'FEELINGS'. Shit! This is where everything is kept. Now, Kenji has finally realized where he is. He was in his own head.

Suddenly, the scenery around him began to change. It was no longer the whiteness that could burn someone eyes off. It changed into a room which Kenji remembered as his own. The boy stood up to Kenji, still having the jar in his arms.

"You gave this to me when you were smaller. You told me to guard it and I did. And if you want to have it back, you can take it." The chibi Kenji said to the older one while thrusting the jar to him. But when Kenji's fingers tried to reach for the jar, it cracked.

No, it cant be. The Kenji now can never touch that jar without breaking it. He holds too many emotions right now. Too many that is obviously not enough for the little jar to contain. The smaller him stared in disbelieve. Kenji pulled his hands away. No matter how much he wanted the jar back, he can't afford to break it. He just can't.