Akia scuffed at the male, "I'd never tell someone my name, not even a fake one at that. I don't even know you, nor have I seen you before." he said getting annoyed again. Really this male was starting to put him through a whole lot of loops."
"Now I demand you show me how to get out!" he said, "I don't want to be around someone such as you, kidnapping little boys to do whatever the hell you please!" You could say that Akia had grown to a point that his mental state wasn't stable...he often went from sobbing to yelling in seconds....And soon after he'd get tired and fall back into a deep slumber for another few weeks....
Slowly pulling himself up to his feet he glanced around, looking for anything to show as the way out, his head was starting to become dizzy as he grew unable to keep control of the body, though to his own self, he was just loosing his strength to stay awake. "I...not now" he whined before falling against the wall and sliding down, he leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths before he couldn't take it any longer, Akia slowly began to fade away again, Loosing himself into a endless dream till he had enough energy to take over again...
When Akia was gone, Kreg quickly took over, having finally gotten back out of that void they were sent to when Akia was in control. Opening the males eyes he pulled him to his feet, giving a unsure expression. "U-um. I think I was sleep walking" he said as he took a small step back. "I hope I didn't say anything weird...I..I'll go back to bed" and with that he ran off to the room, hoping he didn't have to explain anything. Unlike the others, Kreg didn't have a hateful or sad bone in his body. He was the happiness they all lacked. With some hurt for them, he still saw only the bright side to things.
Sighing when he got back into the room, he then gave Aijou back the body, the male having had time to come too again. 'Thanks' he thought back to Kreg as he crawled into the bed, lying down and looking up at the ceiling. He wasn't sure if Akira would come in and ask him what that was about...but he hoped he wouldn't.
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Sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me so throw me down, tie me up...show me that you like me
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