Eijirou leaned forward, his hands clasped in his lap, a frightened look on his face. The villian behind him, pulled his head back to look at him, causing the black headed boy to shake with fear. He had been here for so long, that the dyed red color, had faded back to his black, though he hadn't cracked and gone crazy or joined them yet. He didn't even know why he was kidnapped in the first place, but he felt so alone there. It hurt him to not be able to talk to his friend as a friend anymore. No, now they were a villian. The lowest scum. They hurt people. He needed to get away.

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